Bright Sword: Let my company hold off the Yamazaki Battalion

Chapter 20 A Devastating Sweep! Chu Feng: "Hmm? Two system notifications from one battle?"

"Captain, why did you stop fighting?"

The soldiers, who were admiring their commander's incredible artillery skills, were taken aback when they saw him suddenly stop.

"There are so few people, no need to waste shells!"

Chu Feng replied, reaching out to grab the rifle and cocking it with a practiced "Clang!"

"Snapped!"

Without much aiming, he raised his gun and fired.

next moment!

Three hundred and twenty meters away, a Japanese machine gunner hiding behind a truck fell to the ground, struggling in pain, but soon stopped moving.

This time, the bullet still pierced through the neck, severing the Japanese soldier's trachea and artery.

"hiss!!!"

Upon seeing this scene, the soldier, who was about to say something, gasped in shock, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"My goodness!"

"Over 300 meters, one shot and he's down? Didn't he even aim?"

Chu Feng quickly cocked the gun, his eyes sweeping across the battlefield. Soon, a new prey came into view: a Japanese officer who had been hiding.

"Yo ho!"

A smirk played on his lips: "Pretty clever, hiding under the car." As he spoke, the gun was raised again.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a gunshot rang out, barely noticeable amidst the intense gunfire.

"Pfft!!"

Under the vehicle, the Japanese captain was just about to check when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then everything went black and he knew nothing more.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Chu Feng quickly fired the remaining two bullets from his gun and then found two hidden Japanese officers on the sparsely populated battlefield.

Including the bullet that fired the first shot of the battle, five bullets in the chamber killed five Japanese soldiers.

The distance ranged from over 100 meters to 400 meters. The targets included officers, machine gunners, and grenade launcher operators, all of whom were Japanese soldiers; there were no puppet troops among them.

"My God!!!"

When the regimental commander accurately killed the enemy 400 meters away with his last shot, his expression completely lost control. He covered his face with his hands and opened his mouth as if a fist could fit inside.

"Four hundred meters!!"

"A full four hundred meters!"

The soldiers were artillerymen, very familiar with distance control. Even if their marksmanship wasn't as good as the infantrymen's, their eyesight was still there.

He looked at Chu Feng with fervor: "Commander, your marksmanship is divine!!!"

As a veteran of the arsenal's guard company, I had witnessed the regimental commander's marksmanship before. Perhaps I was too nervous at the time, so I only thought it was good, not particularly amazing.

But now he knows he was wrong, terribly wrong!

This is just so-so?

Who has such decent marksmanship that they can take down a Japanese soldier 400 meters away with a single shot?

The most outrageous thing is that the interval between the four shots was very short.

They hit fast, accurately, and ruthlessly!

In his opinion, the regimental commander's marksmanship was in no way inferior to his artillery skills.

Chu Feng smiled slightly at the praise but didn't say anything. He quickly reloaded his gun but didn't fire again.

At this time, the number of Japanese and puppet troops on the battlefield had decreased to less than half, with even fewer Japanese soldiers and more puppet troops.

"bugler!"

Seeing this, Chu Feng no longer hesitated: "Sound the charge! Charge!"

Upon hearing Chu Feng's order, the bugler did not hesitate.

Grabbing the bugle, the next moment, a loud bugle call resounded across the Dongshan ambush battlefield.

"Beep beep beep, beep beep beep, beep beep beep!!!"

In an instant!

Led by their officers, the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment's combat battalion leaped up from the trenches and charged down with a roar.

"kill!!!"

"Comrades, follow me!!!"

"Charge!!!"

Faced with the Eighth Route Army surging in from all directions, the remaining Japanese and puppet troops panicked and instinctively took two steps back, looking for overturned goods, cars, and mule carts to rely on.

More than half of the puppet troops, when faced with the Eighth Route Army's charge, wisely chose to surrender directly.

These traitors threw down their guns, lay prone on the ground, and raised their hands, crying, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Eighth Master, I surrender!"

Some surrendered, while others resisted stubbornly.

"Smack!!!"

"kill!!!"

Second Company Commander Zhang Mieri took the lead, his broadsword striking the Japanese bayonet aside, then he quickly moved forward and twisted his blade.

"laugh!"

The broadsword had easily slit the Japanese soldier's throat.

"kill!!!"

Blood splattered all over him, but he didn't stop, and once again darted out like a cheetah.

"Ding! Ding!"

The broadsword clashed instantly with the saber of a Japanese officer.

Just as the Japanese officer retreated and prepared to step forward again, Zhang Mie Ri's broadsword fell, half a step ahead of the Japanese.

"laugh!"

As the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh rang out, the Japanese soldier let out a scream as his arm was severed.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

"Die!!"

Company Commander Zhang Mieri sprinted forward, swung his sword down, and head fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and a puppet soldier who tried to launch a sneak attack was taken down by the Second Company Political Instructor: "Watch out, you traitor!"

Chu Feng didn't join the battle; he simply looked down at the commanders and soldiers fighting and nodded: "Although their combat experience is a bit weak, their mental and military qualities are alright."

"Suppress the Japanese devils, leaving only a few puppet troops."

"Even if there are fierce people, they are only a minority."

Although the battle was not yet over, he knew that it was no longer a significant event, and victory was only a matter of time.

Meanwhile, in the direction of the Huting stronghold.

The Japanese and puppet troops that rushed to support the Huting stronghold ran headlong into the ambush of the First Company before they had gone three miles.

Huang Zhenggong showed great courage and determination today.

Although Chu Feng's order to the First Company was to engage in a blocking action, Huang Zhenggong did not hesitate to accept the order. However, he felt that given the First Company's combat strength, they should not just engage in blocking actions.

He wanted to ambush the Japanese and puppet troops supporting the Huting stronghold and win a decisive battle.

In an instant!

Intense gunfire erupted from both battlefields of different sizes.

When the gunfire erupted, Chu Feng glanced back, not paying much attention; it was just a defensive battle.

I don't know why they changed their methods so many times.

The battle did not last long, as there were not many Japanese and puppet troops to begin with.

As resistance was suppressed, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly clear.

When the last gunshot rang out, not a single Japanese or puppet soldier could be seen standing on the entire battlefield.

At that moment, the gunfire and explosions from all directions suddenly stopped.

"Um?"

Chu Feng was taken aback: "Stopped? Withdrawn?"

Without being able to see the specifics, Chu Feng assumed that the Japanese soldiers at the Huting stronghold had been frightened away after being hit so hard.

"Ding-dong!"

Just as he was feeling a bit confused, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

Chu Feng's eyes lit up: "Haha, the reward is here!"

"I wonder what kind of surprise this time will bring me."

"And we don't even know if those captured puppet troops count as merit points."

Just as he was about to enter the system space to check his rewards with anticipation and questions, a second system notification sounded.

"Ding-dong!"

Chu Feng: "????"

"What's going on? I only fought one battle, why are there two system notification sounds?"