Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Chapter 837: Fighting with them with bayonets, I am not crazy yet

This is just comforting, there must have been a problem before.

But even though Hashimoto was comforting others, he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, that is, as Takahashi said, he had already been fighting back before, so he did not have time to respond to his telegram.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander." The Telecommunications Director rushed in and pointed in the direction of the radio. "Your Excellency, Division Commander, they are communicating in clear code."

"What?" Hashimoto stood up, startled for a moment. Then, noticing the bewildered expressions of several senior staff members present, and the nervous look on the head of the telecommunications department, he raised his hand and slapped them. "Why are you so flustered? It's just a clear communication."

After the slap, he felt much better, and then he hurriedly led his men into the telecommunications office.

The people at the telecommunications office were silent, and all they could hear was the other party frantically speaking into the radio.

"There are about a hundred Japanese soldiers in front of you at 11:30, setting up positions. There are no artillery."

"No time, no time. Just bomb the enemy with your air force. We are pursuing them. When the battle is over, I will treat you to a meal."

"Have you blown up the bridge ahead? Let's blow up the one ahead first."

"It has been blown up. The main enemy force is retreating over there. Your infantry's pursuit is too slow. Some of them are crossing the river."

"It's such a big river. I don't believe that the people in his Guards Division can swim. If we cross it slowly, they will need reinforcements and it will be too late."

"Fourth Squadron, Fourth Squadron, we are being intercepted by enemy aviation. Requesting a squadron of reinforcements."

……

boom……

Hashimoto raised his hand and flipped the radio to the ground.

"What a shame, what a shame." With trembling hands, Hashimoto punched the pillar next to him hard.

It would be fine to let them pursue and attack, but by doing this, they simply don't take the Guards Division seriously.

The radio was overturned on the ground, but the sound of the TV did not stop.

"There are nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers ahead of you, deployed in formation. It looks like they're going to fight you with bayonets. Do you need our help?"

"Don't move. My independent brigade was established not long ago. It's a good opportunity to practice with them and let the brothers fight with bayonets. You guys keep an eye on the river. If they dare to run away with their weapons, help kill them."

The news of the upcoming assassination battle was sent to Zhou Weiguo.

Zhou Weiguo quickly got on a military vehicle, and Nan Zao Mingzi and Wang Yun also climbed on, and then rushed forward as usual.

When Zhou Weiguo arrived at the front line, he happened to catch up with the two sides who were already on high alert.

"Brigade Commander." The surrounding soldiers automatically made way. Zhou Weiguo made his way to the front. Sun Xinpu, holding a machete, frowned when he saw him approaching. "Why are you here? It's dangerous here."

"There's danger everywhere." He replied to Sun Xinpu and pointed to the Japanese soldiers lined up in several rows a few dozen meters away. "Have you ejected your ammunition?"

The Japanese army had a habit of ejecting the bullets from their rifles during combat.

Some people say that they want to emphasize the spirit of Bushido, but in fact, the Type 38 rifle has too many problems, and its close-range penetration ability is particularly strong. If you pull the trigger without paying attention, you may be pierced by several people.

Sun Xinpu pointed to a glittering spot on the ground. "The bullets have been ejected. If you don't come, I'll probably take the others up there. After all, we need to practice bayonet fighting too."

"Old Sun, you've got the wrong guy." Zhou Weiguo glanced at Sun Xinpu and turned away. "Set up the machine guns and kill them!"

The machine gunners behind them quickly set up their machine guns on the ground, and with a layer of soldiers in front as cover, they were able to deploy easily.

"Didn't you say you wanted to train the troops' bayonet skills? Now that we have such a good opportunity, why don't you take advantage of it?"

Minamizō Akiko explained to Sun Xinpu, "You can say the Imperial Guards Division's ace is fake, or their combat effectiveness is fake, but their bayonet fighting skills are definitely real. We've always been at a disadvantage against the Japanese in bayonet fighting. Fighting with this group of people with bayonets is just courting death."

"That's just the old soldiers bullying the new recruits. This deal isn't worth it. Let's just send them to hell." Zhou Weiguo chuckled and turned to look at Wang Yun beside him. "Stop filming! What's about to happen will damage the image of our independent brigade."

"Don't worry, I won't." Wang Yun put the camera aside and nodded happily.

Zhou Weiguo was very pleased with himself as he held a cigarette in his mouth. Then he raised his hand slightly, and a soldier next to him quickly handed him a rifle with a sinister white bayonet.

The enemy moved. The sharp bayonets shone brightly in the sunlight.

Wang Yun lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then took several photos in succession with his camera.

Zhou Weiguo asked in confusion, "What are you doing? Are you planning to brag about the bravery of the Japanese army?"

Sun Xinpu and Minami Zao Mingzi also looked at Wang Yun with some confusion.

Wang Yun tapped his camera and revealed his dimples. "General, I will make sure everyone in the world knows the reputation of your independent brigade."

Really?

Zhou Weiguo didn't understand what was going on in the reporter's head, but he didn't bother asking. "Is the machine gun ready? They're coming up."

"Brigade Commander, deployment complete."

"Everyone, listen to my orders." Zhou Weiguo shouldered the rifle and took a deep breath. "Everyone, get behind the machine gun."

Wow...

The soldiers of the independent brigade, who had originally planned to fight the Japanese army to the death, immediately ran back, fearing that they would be slow and fall into the muzzle of the machine gun and become scapegoats.

More than a dozen Czech light machine guns and two Maxim water-cooled heavy machine guns suddenly appeared.

The advancing Japanese troops looked at the machine gun and stopped instantly.

"Kill them. Open fire."

Ta da da...ta da da...

Chug tug tug... tug tug tug...

The unique Czech-style clattering sound and the low, rumbling sound of the Maxim rifle instantly created streaks of blood mist on the opponent.

There were wails and curses everywhere. I don't know who was smart enough to pull out a grenade and throw it over there.

Boom boom boom...

Gaps could be seen appearing in the crowd, and then others quickly replaced them.

It was a one-sided massacre, and the mortars at the back, seeing the attack from the front, immediately raised their muzzles and directly blocked the opponent's way. As long as you dared to run to the back, you would have to endure the 30-meter blockade of the mortar, and there would be no return, and you would not be killed.

The number of people was dwindling. Zhou Weiguo took two strong puffs of his cigarette butt and spat it on the ground. He then took off the bayonet from his rifle and held it in his hand. "Follow me, I won't leave any of you alive."

"Kill..." Zhou Weiguo was the first to rush out, which scared Zhao Shoutian so much that he immediately picked up a machete and stood in front of Zhou Weiguo.

Zhou Weiguo was so angry that he kicked him on the butt; "You bastard, you are blocking my way."