Bright Sword: Let my company hold off the Yamazaki Battalion

Chapter 41 A Triumphant Return! An Absurdly High Death Ratio!

Just as the first and second companies were taking turns providing cover as they withdrew from the battle, a crisp system notification suddenly rang in Chu Feng's mind: "Ding-dong!"

A slight smile played on his lips; he knew without even looking that it was the battle results of the ambush.

This notification clearly didn't trigger the upgrade reward, so I simply put it out of my mind for the time being and focused on directing the troops to gather supplies and withdraw in an orderly manner.

The following evening, at the General Logistics Department's arsenal, the headquarters of the guard regiment.

Minister Zhang Wanhe and several key leaders were waiting anxiously when suddenly, a hurried and excited shout came from outside the door: "They're back! The guard regiment is back!!"

"Alright!" Zhang Wanhe jumped to his feet, his weariness instantly vanishing. He laughed and waved his hand, "Let's go! Let's go pick up our hero!"

The group quickly went out to greet them, and in the distance they could see a group of figures appearing at the end of the mountain path.

As they drew closer, it became clear that the officers and soldiers of the guard regiment had barely rested and had been on the move almost constantly. Their faces were etched with exhaustion, but their eyes burned with excitement.

We won a great victory and captured countless spoils; no matter how tired we were, it was all worth it!

"Report!"

Chu Feng strode forward, raised his hand in a crisp military salute, and said in a loud, clear voice, "The Guard Regiment has successfully completed its combat mission and is returning in triumph! Please give instructions, Minister Zhang and all leaders!"

"Give me instructions my ass!"

Zhang Wanhe stepped forward and slapped Chu Feng on the shoulder with such force that Chu Feng could only twitch the corner of his mouth.

Minister Zhang didn't care about any of that; his face was beaming with joy: "Chu Feng, you did a fantastic job! You've made me proud, and you've made our General Logistics Department Minister proud!"

The more he looked at Chu Feng, the more pleasing he became, and his voice rose a few decibels: "You don't know, when the news of the capture of Xiaoxishan Railway Station came back, the leaders praised me, saying that our General Logistics Department's guard regiment has truly stood up!"

"To take over a heavily guarded train station in such a short time—even a main force regiment might not be able to do that!"

Zhang Wanhe was filled with relief. It seemed that his decision to insist on building a combat force dedicated to the General Logistics Department, despite opposition, was the right one.

With Chu Feng leading this guard regiment, he could sleep much more soundly from now on, no longer needing to worry about anything going wrong here.

"This is all thanks to the soldiers' desperate charges and the trust and support of our leaders," Chu Feng replied with a smile.

"Stop with the nonsense!"

Zhang Wanhe waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the exhausted soldiers behind him, his tone softening: "Alright, this isn't the place to talk."

"Hot water and food are ready. Go back and wash up and eat first. We can talk about anything else tomorrow after you've had a good night's sleep!"

"Good!" the soldiers cheered in unison, their previously heavy steps instantly becoming much lighter.

More than two hours later, the officers and soldiers, having washed up and eaten their fill, returned to their rooms to rest, and the entire camp was soon filled with the sound of snoring.

Even though Zhang Wan and his group were very curious about the spoils, they couldn't bear to disturb them and went back to wait.

Chu Feng lay on the warm earthen bed and let out a long sigh of relief.

The battle itself wasn't particularly strenuous, but the long-distance raid and the transport of massive amounts of supplies posed a significant challenge to the newly established guard regiment.

As the leader of the group, he had to manage everything, big and small, and he had no partner to share the burden. It would be a lie to say he wasn't tired.

He stretched comfortably, and with a thought, he entered the system space.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for leading your troops to annihilate 123 Japanese and puppet troops, gaining 123 experience points and 368 merit points!"

As the system notification faded, Chu Feng nodded slightly: "Not bad, less than 170 experience points away from leveling up, and my merit points have exceeded 2,000."

"If we fight another war, we can intercept Li Yunlong's North China observation group. By then, we can also accumulate enough experience points to level up. I wonder what surprises the system will give us."

With anticipation, he exited the system space, turned over, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Chu Feng first led his staff to register and store all the captured supplies. Then, carrying the compiled list of captured supplies, the list of casualties, and the 37mm rapid-fire cannon borrowed from the arsenal last time, he was about to go to the General Logistics Department when he found that Minister Zhang and the leaders had arrived on their own.

"Haha, Chu Feng, how's the tidying up?"

Before Chu Feng could even offer his greetings, Minister Zhang asked with a smile.

"I had just finished organizing and was about to report to the leaders when they arrived!" Chu Feng saluted first, and then explained.

"Ha ha!"

Minister Zhang laughed heartily upon hearing this: "It seems we've been too hasty."

"Alright, we've been looking forward to this all night, and we couldn't wait any longer, so we came on our own. Come on, show me around."

Chu Feng nodded and led the leaders into the room where supplies were stored, explaining the casualties as they walked.

"In this operation, our unit annihilated 487 Japanese and puppet troops and captured 59 puppet troops. The prisoners have been handed over to local forces for disposal. Our side suffered 18 dead, 22 seriously wounded, and 73 slightly wounded. The slightly wounded will not affect subsequent training and combat, and will be able to return to their units after a few days of rest."

Upon hearing the casualty ratio, the leaders immediately breathed a sigh of relief, their faces beaming with satisfaction.

"Great! This casualty ratio is fantastic!" one leader exclaimed. "Just looking at the death toll, it's a whopping 27:1! This is a truly resounding victory!"

The others echoed the leader's words.

"That's right!"

"The last time we fought such a high casualty ratio was during the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain."

"However, the enemy is number 1, while we are number 10 or 20."

Everyone burst into laughter again.

At this moment, everyone arrived at the warehouse where supplies were stored. As they entered the courtyard, Chu Feng's voice rang out: "Minister Zhang, esteemed leaders, weapons and ammunition are stored here."

"In terms of the number of weapons and equipment captured, it was not large."

As they spoke, the group entered the room, and Chu Feng's voice rang out: "730 rifles, 10 heavy machine guns, 33 light machine guns, 52 grenade launchers, 234 submachine guns, 121 pistols of various types, 100 flamethrowers, 2 37mm rapid-fire cannons, and 1 Type 94 75mm mountain gun."

"Hiss~!!!"

A collective gasp filled the room, and the leaders couldn't hold back any longer.

Instead of speaking, everyone started to examine the items. After going around the area, their faces still showed shock and excitement.

"Chu Feng, you're way too arrogant!"

One of the leaders grabbed a light machine gun and laughed, saying, "You call this a small number?"

"So, according to you, how much is too much?"

Another leader chimed in, also fiddling with a submachine gun: "Light and heavy machine guns, submachine guns, grenade launchers, and rifles—that's enough to rearm a regiment!"

The way everyone looked at Chu Feng was a mixture of shock and undisguised envy. At the same time, looking at the boxes filling the room, they couldn't help but marvel at how lucky this kid was!

Chu Feng remained humble in the face of the leaders' praise. He led them to the adjacent courtyard and spoke again: "The rooms in this courtyard are all storing ammunition."

"This time there's a lot of ammunition: 107 million rounds of various types of ammunition, 1.1 rounds of grenade launchers, infantry gun shells, and mortar shells, and 3 hand grenades and melon-shaped hand grenades!"

Upon hearing this, Minister Zhang Wanhe, who had been calm, coughed repeatedly from the shock of his cigarette, which he had just taken a puff of.

After things calmed down, he pointed at Chu Feng, speechless for a long time, finally managing to stammer, "How much?! Chu Feng, did you empty the Japanese armory?!"

"How could there be so many? A million bullets?!"