It took one battalion twenty minutes to defeat the large stronghold of Xinzhuang.
Li Yunlong was quite satisfied with this speed.
The mountain artillery battalion accounted for at least half of the credit for the capture of this stronghold so quickly. Two or three rounds of artillery fire basically destroyed the fortifications in the stronghold. The Japanese and puppet troops suffered heavy casualties in the artillery fire.
Of course, it is also inseparable from Zhang Dabiao’s excellent command and the bloody fighting of the soldiers.
After the surrendered Japanese and puppet troops were escorted out, the Second Battalion of the Independent Regiment and the militiamen rushed to the railway tracks and began to destroy the railway.
"Battle Commander Shen, the seizures in the Xinzhuang stronghold belong to your camp." Li Yunlong turned to Shen Quan and said.
"This...isn't good. The battle was fought by your new regiment. It's not appropriate for our independent regiment to take the spoils."
Chen Quan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then quickly refused. Although he envied the new regiment's equipment, he didn't want to get it for nothing.
"Besides, our battalion has captured the Xinzhuang stronghold. I'm afraid Battalion Commander Zhang and the soldiers of the first battalion will have objections."
Li Yunlong's eyes widened: "What nonsense are you talking about? If I say I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you. If you don't want me, I'll give it to the militia."
Although the Xinzhuang stronghold was a small fortune, compared with what the New Regiment captured in Yangquan, it was nothing more than three melons and two dates.
The New Regiment had already replenished its ammunition at the Yangquan Arms Depot, and every soldier and transport team brought some extra.
Moreover, Li Yunlong has already discussed with the brigade commander that when the weapons, ammunition and food from Yangquan are transported back to the base area, he, Li Yunlong, will also have a share.
Therefore, Li Yunlong simply did not like the three melons and two dates in the Xinzhuang stronghold. There must be a lot of food and ammunition in them, which would be a burden to the new regiment.
Of course, giving these weapons, ammunition and food to Shen Quan was entirely for Kong Jie's sake. If it were Cheng Shifa's 772nd Regiment, Li Yunlong would not be so generous.
"Thank you very much, Commander Li." Shen Quan looked happy.
When it comes to this, he can no longer refuse.
There are probably more than 400 Japanese and puppet troops in the Xinzhuang stronghold, which is equivalent to a battalion of the Eighth Route Army.
Although a lot of weapons and ammunition were damaged in the battle, the remaining weapons and ammunition are more than enough to equip two companies. Now the independent regiment can expand by two companies!
Looking at Li Yunlong's back, Shen Quan felt envious again. Old Shen liked Captain Li's strong character.
Zhao Gang: "Look at you, good Chinese people don't do this, so why do you have to be dogs for the Japanese?"
Puppet Army: "Sir, we are just trying to make ends meet. We will never dare to do this again, never again."
Zhao Gang: "They are all young and strong, how can they not make a living?"
Puppet Army: "Sir, we really don't dare anymore. When you attacked just now, we all fired our guns into the air."
Zhao Gang snorted coldly: "It's because of this that you are still alive now, otherwise, I would have ordered you to be killed."
When Li Yunlong came over, Zhao Gang was speaking to the puppet prisoners and doing ideological work.
Li Yunlong said: "Old Zhao, what nonsense are you talking to them about? Just say a few words and let them go dig the railroad tracks and undergo labor reform."
Zhao Gang nodded: "Give me an order for the militiamen to transport the wounded to the rear. Also, take the dozen or so Japs to the rear. If any Japs dare to escape along the way, they will be shot on the spot!"
The militiamen following the new regiment immediately stepped forward, took the wounded from the hands of the first battalion soldiers, and placed the wounded on a stretcher.
Although the wounded were simply bandaged by health workers, there were no conditions for surgery here.
Then the militia team took over a dozen Japanese prisoners and escorted them towards Yangquan.
Immediately afterwards, Li Yunlong led a new group to the west along the Zhengtai Railway.
Many small strongholds and bunkers along the way were damaged, the railway tracks were torn away, and abandoned Japanese and puppet corpses could be seen everywhere.
An hour later, the new regiment walked seven or eight kilometers westward and finally met Kong Jie's main force.
Kong Jiezheng is leading his troops to attack the Potou stronghold. This is a medium-sized stronghold with about 200 Japanese and puppet troops.
However, the battle was coming to an end at this time. The Japanese's bunkers and gun towers had been destroyed, and they were fighting against the trapped beasts relying on the ruins of the stronghold.
On a small slope three hundred meters away from the stronghold, Kong Jie was lying on the back of the slope, holding a telescope to carefully observe the attacks of the soldiers ahead.
Suddenly, a big hand like a cattail fan patted Kong Jie on the shoulder, making Kong Jie tremble.
Kong Jie turned his head and saw Li Yunlong's smiling face that wanted to be beaten.
Li Yunlong said: "Old Kong, I say your vigilance is too poor. If I were an enemy, you would have died several times."
Kong Jie said angrily.
"If you, Li Yunlong, are an enemy, that can only mean one thing. Either you, Li Yunlong, have betrayed the country, or your kid has betrayed the revolution."
"When dealing with traitors and traitors, our Eighth Route Army usually greets the eight generations of his ancestors and gives him a bullet."
There was actually a guard behind Kong Jie, and the guard knew Li Yunlong. He wanted to remind Kong Jie, but Li Yunlong stopped him with a wave of his hand.
"Oh?" Li Yunlong laughed, "When did you, Mr. Kong, become so eloquent?"
"Don't be so playful with me. I'm directing the battle here." Kong Jie turned around and continued to observe the battlefield situation with a telescope. Two rockets just killed the enemy's firepower. When the charge horn sounded, the soldiers of the independent regiment immediately rushed to the battlefield.
He rushed towards the stronghold.
"What kind of battle are you commanding? This battle is about to end." Li Yunlong knew the outcome of the battle with just one glance.
"Aren't your new regiment going to attack the Xinzhuang stronghold? Why are you here?" Kong Jie put down his telescope and asked.
"The Xinzhuang stronghold has been captured by our new regiment. The battle will be over in twenty minutes." Li Yunlong chuckled.
"The battle will be resolved in twenty minutes. You are very fast, aren't you?" Kong Jie looked startled.
People had to die when compared with others, and goods had to be thrown away. His two battalions and some militiamen attacked this medium-sized stronghold and took more than an hour to gnaw it down.
Li Yunlong, on the other hand, attacked a large stronghold and resolved the battle in just twenty minutes.
In fact, two battalions of the Independent Regiment attacked the Potou stronghold and took more than an hour to capture it. The action was considered fast. This was thanks to an infantry cannon, an American mountain cannon and a dozen bazooka rocket launchers obtained from Li Yunlong.
, otherwise it would take at least half a day of fighting and more than a hundred casualties before we could take it down.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a pause, Kong Jie asked: "Old Li, wasn't your regiment guarding Lion Rock and was replaced by the reserve team?"
"Actually, I have long felt that your regiment has such strong firepower, and it would be a waste to put it in the Lion Rock to contain it."
"Don't you, Lao Li, also like to attack?"
"In my opinion, none of the large, medium and small strongholds on the Zhengtai Railway can survive half an hour in front of your new group."
Kong Jie only received an order from the brigade headquarters to hand over the task of the Xinzhuang stronghold to the New Regiment, and did not know that the New Regiment had completed the task.
"You're right, we, Old Li, just like to attack." Li Yunlong smiled and said, "So I led my troops into Yangquan City and killed all the Japanese. It's done..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Kong Jie.
"Old Li, what did you say?" Kong Jie asked, "Your new regiment captured Yangquan?"
Li Yunlong felt secretly happy, but he deliberately pretended to be disdainful and said: "Isn't it just Yangquan City? It's just a piece of meat in our Lao Li's mouth. You can eat it if you want."
"Oh my God." Kong Jie's eyes widened, his expression full of surprise, "Old Li, you did another big thing quietly and took over Yangquan City?"
Li Yunlong said: "We, Lao Li, just casually set up a trap."
"In the end, the devils just got in and killed us."
"Later, the Japanese dispatched seven or eight more planes to bomb, and our new regiment shot down five of them."
"After we draw out the main force of Yangquan and kill them in the wild, we will then shoot the rabbits in the grass and take advantage of the situation to capture Yangquan City."
"By the way, we also killed a major general, the major general brigade commander of the fourth brigade, Mitake Tsuda."
"Oh my God." Kong Jie said, "You also shot down 5 Japanese planes and killed Mitake Tsuda. You want to go to heaven. Where is the command sword of Major General Mitake Tsuda? Come out and show it to me?"
"Tsuda Mitake and his command sword," Li Yunlong said, "were blown to pieces by the shells from our mountain artillery battalion."
Because the Japanese planes flew eastward along the Zhengtai-Taiyuan Railway, there were indeed 9 planes flying eastward yesterday afternoon, and only 4 flew back to Taiyuan.
Kong Jie looked thoughtful, which was consistent with what Li Yunlong said, proving that he was not bragging.
At that moment, Kong Jie showed a smile on his face and said: "Lao Li, so you have become rich again? We are old comrades in arms, close old comrades in arms, and you can't live alone."
"Of course." Li Yunlong said, "I didn't take any bullets from the Xinzhuang stronghold. I gave them all to Chen Quan. How fun is that?"
"Haha, that's interesting!" Kong Jie looked delighted, "When the battle is over, I'll treat you to a drink."
Li Yunlong asked: "All the strongholds coming from Yangquan have been swept away. Are there any strongholds ahead?"
Kong Jie said: "The first few strongholds are in charge of Lao Ding's New Second Regiment. Lao Ding is estimated to be finished soon. The section from Shouyang to Yuci is in charge of the 385th Brigade."
"If you want to win a war, I guess you have to go another fifty or sixty kilometers to have a base near Taiyuan."
"Damn, I think that old devil Tada Shun is just like that, what kind of fucking cage tactics." Li Yunlong said with an unhappy face, "The bullshit is so loud that we have to deal with it in just two days?
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"You will definitely have to fight the battle." Kong Jie said, "In addition to the Zhengtai Railway, there are also Tongpu Railway, Baijin Railway, Pinghan Railway, and Jinpu Railway. Where are these?"
The places in Kongjie are too far away. Li Yunlong wants to fight now, and the morale of the new regiment is also strong now.
Rolling his eyes, Li Yunlong said: "Lao Kong, the battle is over. Let the militia and puppet troops do the work of removing the railway tracks. Hurry up and gather your troops and go with me to find Lao Ding."
"Lao Li, what exactly do you want to do?"
Kong Jie suddenly became alert. This guy always likes to cause trouble. He wouldn't want to drag him and Ding Wei to do it together this time, would he?
"What are we doing?" Li Yunlong asked, "Of course we are gathering troops to attack Shouyang. Is it possible that we can go home and take care of our children?"