Bright Sword: Let my company hold off the Yamazaki Battalion

Chapter 54 A Furious Yoshio Shinotsuka: "Investigate! Who did this? I'll get my revenge!&q

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Unconsciously, resentment welled up in Li Yunlong's heart.

The two 37mm rapid-fire cannons he had just glimpsed outside, along with rows of gleaming mountain guns, Type 92 infantry guns, and mortars, flashed through his mind, and the sense of imbalance in his heart grew stronger.

When he saw so many cannons, his eyes were filled with envy!

The group quickly walked to the bodies of the Japanese officers and examined them without hesitation, clicking their tongues in amazement. Chu Yunfei, in particular, was practically overflowing with envy, wishing he had won this resounding victory himself.

After examining the body of the Japanese major general, everyone turned their attention to the other officers, their gazes lingering on the six Japanese colonels for a long time.

While everyone was busy assessing the spoils of war, Chu Feng wasn't idle either. He shouted in a deep voice, "Speed ​​up the cleanup!"

"That damned major general and six colonels, take them all back!"

"The other Japanese officers were stripped naked, their valuables were searched, and their bodies were simply dumped here—we don't care!"

"The Japanese planes are probably arriving soon, so hurry up, or we'll be trapped here and surrounded!"

"Yes, Commander!" The officers and soldiers of the guard regiment responded in unison and quickly began the cleaning work.

A dozen minutes later, the entire stronghold had been ransacked, and all usable supplies had been taken. Li Yunlong was extremely envious, but he could only watch helplessly—no matter how good the goods were, if they weren't his, he could only admire them from afar.

Outside the outpost, the troops had assembled and were preparing to withdraw. Chu Feng saluted Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong: "Commander Chu, Commander Li, farewell!"

He turned to Chu Yunfei, a smile playing on his lips: "Commander Chu, we were one family five hundred years ago. I hope that in the future, on the battlefield, we can join forces to fight the Japanese and beat them to a pulp!"

Having said that, he gave Huang Zhenggong behind him a wink, who immediately handed him a captured Japanese major's sword. Chu Feng stuffed the sword into Chu Yunfei's hand: "It's our first meeting, I don't have much of a gift, so please accept this officer's sword as a small token of my appreciation, Brother Chu!"

Chu Yunfei accepted the command sword with both hands, pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't have anything worth giving back to Commander Chu right now, so I'll accept this sword."

"We'll have plenty of opportunities to fight side-by-side in the future, brothers. I'll definitely return the favor next time we meet!"

The three exchanged no further words, bowed to each other, and then Chu Feng led his troops to retreat towards the base.

Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei stood there watching until the group disappeared from sight. Only then did Li Yunlong reluctantly turn his gaze away, muttering dejectedly, "They're gone, they're gone!"

He turned to Chu Yunfei with a face full of apology: "Brother Chu, I originally wanted to show you the capabilities of my Independent Regiment, but I didn't want you to make a wasted trip. I didn't expect you to be surprised by this unexpected turn of events."

Chu Yunfei smiled and waved his hand, "Brother Yunlong, you're too kind. There's plenty of time in the future. Besides, I've certainly seen something new today—even if they're not from your unit, Brother Yunlong, they're still heroes of our Eighth Route Army!"

At this point, he exclaimed with heartfelt emotion, "With such an iron-willed army, how can China not be defeated by the Japanese invaders and win the War of Resistance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group quickly left, heading straight for Chenjiayu.

Meanwhile, jubilation erupted inside the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

Minister Zhang Wanhe burst in excitedly, holding a telegram in his hand: "Haha, sir! Great news! Incredibly great news!"

The commander was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he meant and burst into laughter: "Oh? Is there good news?"

"That's right!" Minister Zhang Wanhe nodded vigorously, handed over the telegram, his face full of pride and satisfaction.

"Good heavens!"

The headquarters commander took the telegram, glanced at it, and was instantly shocked by the numbers on it, standing up abruptly: "One Japanese major general, six colonels, dozens of lieutenant colonels and majors, and over a hundred lieutenant-level officers!"

He was completely stunned by this victory, pacing back and forth in the command post, his voice trembling with excitement: "Damn it, this is truly phenomenal! Well done! Excellent performance!"

Seeing this, the other leaders nearby gathered around to examine the telegram, and they all couldn't stop smiling.

"This Chu Feng is truly a lucky charm!"

One leader exclaimed, "Another Japanese major general? Last year he took down Lieutenant General Abe Takahide, and earlier this year he severely injured Otsuka Takeo. Now he's taken down another Japanese major general and so many Japanese officers. If this news gets out, who will dare say we're just playing the field without engaging in combat?"

"That was a brilliant battle! Chu Feng is capable, resourceful, and decisive!"

Another leader chimed in, "What's even more remarkable is that this battle took place during a military exchange between the two armies; it's truly a moment of triumph!"

For a time, the headquarters was filled with praise for this good news.

Minister Zhang Wanhe, standing to the side, was overjoyed. Thinking of Chu Feng, his subordinate who had always brought him honor, he felt that he had truly struck gold.

After everyone had finished discussing it, the headquarters commander immediately made a decision: "Send a telegram to Chu Feng! In the name of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, congratulate him on this great victory! The headquarters will discuss the matter of awarding him a commendation as soon as possible!"

"Furthermore, inform the entire army about this, so that all units can learn from the guard regiment, and announce this good news to the people of the whole country!"

The leaders nodded in agreement, their faces beaming with barely suppressed excitement.

While the headquarters was filled with joy, Chu Feng was completely unaware of the situation.

He had just led his troops to withdraw from the Huting stronghold when Japanese planes roared in.

Seeing the stronghold reduced to ruins and the corpses scattered everywhere, the Japanese air force was furious and immediately expanded the search area while reporting the news to higher authorities.

Meanwhile, in Taiyuan City, at the headquarters of the First Army.

Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinotsuka stood before the battle map like a statue, but his constantly trembling fingers betrayed the turbulent emotions within him.

"Bang!!!"

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist hard on the table, making a deafening thud.

All the staff officers and officers in the command post held their breath instantly, bowed their heads and stood solemnly, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Baka yarou!!!"

Yoshio Shinotsuka's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth, his eyes filled with malice and exasperation.

He clutched the telegram in his hand tightly, which stated that "the entire battlefield observation group was killed, and the major general was killed."

This was not only the loss of hundreds of officers, but also the greatest mockery of his meticulously planned "decapitation operation," and an unprecedented humiliation for the Imperial Army on the North China battlefield!

He could almost foresee the North China Area Army Headquarters, and even the military headquarters and His Majesty the Emperor, and how the rebukes that would come like snowflakes would be chilling and piercing.

"Where is Colonel Yamamoto?" He turned around abruptly, his voice as cold as ice.

"Reporting to the Commander!" a staff officer replied with a forced smile, "Colonel Yamamoto's special forces have launched a diversionary attack on the suspected location of the Eighth Route Army headquarters as planned."

"Tell him to retreat! Retreat immediately!" Yoshio Shinotsuka interrupted roughly, waving his hand as if to cut something in two. "The audience is already dead, what's the point of this show? Order him to withdraw completely!"

At this point, Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinotsuka added, "No, I want to speak to him personally."

"Yes, sir!" The staff officer quickly took notes.

A few minutes later, Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinotsuka ended his call with Colonel Ichiki Yamamoto, returned to the operations room, looked at the huge map hanging on the wall, and located the "Tiger Pavilion Outpost," his gaze terrifyingly sinister.

"The Eighth Route Army, those bastard Eighth Route Army!" he muttered the name under his breath. "Do they really think the Great Japanese Empire is easy to bully? First the massive raid, and now this battlefield observation group, they've inflicted heavy losses on the Empire."

Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinotsuka's expression grew increasingly grim, and the other Japanese soldiers became even more silent.

In the silence, Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinotsuka's voice slowly broke the silence, his words almost squeezed out between clenched teeth: "Investigate!"

"Find out who was behind this battle."

"I want this unit and its commander to pay a hundredfold price."