Bright Sword: Let my company hold off the Yamazaki Battalion

Chapter 8 scares away the Yamazaki Battalion! The reward for the outburst!

"Baka!!!"

Watching the precise and continuous barrage of shells, the Japanese attacking force suffered heavy losses and was in a sorry state, lying on the ground unable to move.

The Japanese captain, enraged, shouted, "Attack!!"

"Hurry! Don't worry about the artillery fire! Even the most accurate shot is still a shot! Kill!!!"

The Japanese tried several times, but still couldn't find a way and were quickly driven back, unable to break through.

"Baka! Hold on, hold on!!"

The Japanese captain roared hoarsely, and the Japanese soldiers charged forward fearlessly.

But just as the Japanese soldiers dodged a hail of bullets, they seized the opportunity during a lull in the fire and launched an attack.

"boom!"

The next moment, a shell fell from the sky, tearing the Japanese soldiers to shreds and halting the offensive.

Seeing that the charge had failed again and that some troops had been lost, the Japanese captain was both anxious and furious: "Baka yarou!!!"

At that moment, he truly missed the destroyed artillery position.

If the artillery were still there, they could have dealt with this tricky and accurate cannon, and provided support instead of being bombed to death here.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, something terrible has happened!!"

Just as the Japanese captain was preparing to organize his troops to launch another attack, a young Japanese soldier hurried over.

"What is it?"

The Japanese captain asked with a grim expression.

"The Lieutenant Colonel has been killed!!!" the Japanese soldier said with a grim expression.

The Japanese captain initially thought it was Lieutenant Colonel Yamazaki relaying the order, but to his surprise, he received no order, only news of the battalion commander's death.

"What?!?!"

The Japanese captain looked on in disbelief: "Baka! This is impossible!"

"How can we allow our captain to perish while he is in the rear?"

The Japanese soldier looked sorrowful and lowered his head: "Artillery fire! Your Excellency the Battalion Commander has been shelled by the Eighth Route Army."

"Baka!!!"

Upon hearing this explanation, the Japanese captain instantly understood. His expression turned furious, and he looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers blocking his way with murderous intent.

Just as he was about to order his troops to attack, a voice came from inside.

"Company commander, the flank units have begun their retreat!"

Upon hearing this, the captain quickly turned around to check and found that they were indeed retreating!

"Baka yarou!!"

He cursed, though he really wanted to attack. But if the troops on both flanks retreated and they attacked again, that wouldn't be bravery, that would be stupidity.

He could only wave his hand reluctantly and shout, "Retreat!!!"

As the Japanese soldiers retreated, the officers and soldiers of the guard company breathed a sigh of relief. The groans of the wounded and heavy breathing of the soldiers could be heard from the position.

Many soldiers collapsed to the ground, leaning against the rocks, their fingers still on the triggers, their bodies trembling slightly – an instinctive reaction to extreme tension.

The officers quickly took stock of the casualties, rescued the wounded soldiers, and carried the fallen comrades to the back.

Soon, after finishing all that work, the intense tension subsided, and some veterans, their eyes shining, began to inquire around.

"Who fired that shot just now? So accurate!" a squad leader shouted. "Good heavens, one shot, one kill! Two shots wiped out the Japanese artillery position!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another person chimed in, "Not only that, but every time the Japanese attacking troops were about to charge forward, they would be blown up."

Some people discussed the incredible artillery fire, while new recruits boasted about the Japanese soldiers they had killed.

"Did you see that? I just took out the Japanese machine gunner eighty meters away with one shot."

"I wasn't as far as you, only about sixty meters, but it was still a one-shot kill."

"..."

Taking advantage of this lull in the fighting, everyone continued their preparations in a busy but orderly manner, waiting for the Japanese to launch their next attack.

"Baka!!!"

"Why did you retreat? Why didn't you attack?"

The Japanese captain who had been withdrawn immediately found two of his colleagues and angrily questioned them.

"We must retreat!"

Faced with the angry captain, another Japanese soldier immediately said, "With the battalion commander dead, our casualties have exceeded half."

"Even if we wipe out this local Eighth Route Army unit, how many of them will be left? Will they be able to continue their mission?"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese captain, who had been furious, immediately fell silent.

The Japanese soldiers quickly reached an agreement, and before long, under the watchful eyes of the guard company, they left behind a pile of corpses and weapons and ammunition and retreated rapidly.

"They withdrew?"

Upon seeing this, the guards, who were prepared to fight to the death, were first stunned, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom! Boom!"

"boom!"

Chu Feng hadn't expected the Japanese to withdraw so decisively.

But after the initial surprise, he became angry.

"Damn it, did I give you permission to leave?"

"Cannonball!!!"

In an instant, shells seemed to have eyes, relentlessly bombarding the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers were very tough. Not only did they not utter a single harsh word, but they also stubbornly withstood Chu Feng's bombardment and disappeared in a flash.

"Instructor, should we not give chase?"

One of the cadres, somewhat envious, couldn't help but ask, eager to try his luck.

"Chase my ass!"

Instructor Huang Zhenggong glared at him irritably: "The Japanese devils retreated voluntarily, not in a rout. Three or four hundred Japanese soldiers, do you think they're nothing?"

"Believe it or not, the moment we chased after them, they dared to launch a counterattack."

"The Japanese retreated not because they were afraid of us, but because they felt that continuing to fight would not be very profitable and would only tie them down, preventing them from leaving."

"For us, being able to stop the Japanese devils and protect the field hospital and arsenal is enough to complete the mission."

"The unit is still in formation, and the Japanese have retreated. We've exceeded our mission expectations!"

Hearing the instructor's words, everyone quieted down and turned to watch their company commander's artillery display.

"Damn it!"

After firing five shells, the Japanese soldiers vanished without a trace. Chu Feng was still somewhat unsatisfied, but there was nothing he could do about losing the target.

He placed the already heated cannon barrel on the ground and strode toward the instructor amidst the fervent admiration of the artillerymen.

I had only taken two steps when suddenly a system notification sounded in my mind.

"Ding-dong!"

The system notification came suddenly, immediately alerting Chu Feng.

"I got so engrossed in the game that I forgot about the system."

Without hesitation, he entered the system space, and the real world froze.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, on your first kill! You have earned the first kill reward: Master-level Rifle Shooting*1!"

"Ding dong! Congratulations, host, for eliminating 237 Japanese soldiers, gaining 237 experience points and 1285 merit points."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, your level has increased from 0 to 1. You have received the following reward: Beginner Team Training buff: Daily Progress *1!"

Hearing the three system notifications ringing in succession, Chu Feng was taken aback: "Huh? Good heavens!"

"What's this? Three rewards in a row?"

As he spoke, he looked at the second system reward.

"System, I killed 237 Japanese devils and got 237 experience points, but how come I have 1285 merit points?"

The question had barely left his mouth when Chu Feng felt a piece of information surface in his mind.

After processing this information for a dozen seconds, he instantly understood: "Experience points are life itself, unaffected by worldly status or position. A Japanese general is worth 1 experience point, and an ordinary traitor is also worth 1 experience point."

"Merit points are tied to social status; the higher the status, the more merit points you receive."

"A lieutenant colonel earns 600 merit points, a Japanese major general earns 3 points, and an ordinary Japanese soldier earns 1 point."

Chu Feng couldn't help but complain, "System, aren't you just telling me to specifically kill Japanese officers?!"

Once he understood, he stopped worrying and looked eagerly at the first reward.

"Rifle Operation (Master Level): After learning, the host will master rifle operation, as well as the principles and knowledge related to shooting and ballistics."

技能属性1：在步枪400米基础射程内，命中率100%。在超越400米的基础射程，每增加100米命中率降低5%。

Skill Attribute 2: When operating special rifles such as sniper rifles, the base range increases by 150-300 meters depending on the scope and weapon. Other attributes are the same as in Attribute 1.

Skills Summary: 100 meters and 200 meters are the battlefield for ordinary people, 300 meters and 400 meters are the stage for ordinary snipers, and 500 meters and 600 meters are the forbidden zone for ace snipers.

And you, my friend!

You must understand that becoming a master is not the end, but the starting point on the path to becoming a gun god. Congratulations on qualifying to become a gun god.