Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 338 Is this mountain going to collapse?

"Captain, it seems that the Japanese have stopped making any moves?" Li Dazhuang said with some confusion.

Zhang Ling didn't say anything. He picked up the telescope and continued to observe the situation halfway up the hill. The two mortar shells just now landed accurately on the hillside.

According to Zhang Ling's calculations, these two shells were enough to cause a landslide and bury the Japanese artillery positions.

as predicted.

A few minutes later, a "boom" sound came from halfway up the hill again, and then the entire hillside began to shake violently.

"Oh no, it's a landslide!" Zhang Ling's face changed and he shouted loudly: "Quick, retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of soil and rubble poured down from the hillside and rushed towards the position of the 772nd Regiment.

"Run!" Li Dazhuang and Xu Erniu also realized the danger and turned around and ran.

Zhang Ling was not willing to be left behind, so he ran down the mountain.

Rumble...

The landslide was so large that it submerged the position of the 772nd Regiment in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Ling and others ran desperately, but were still caught up by the landslide.

"what......"

Li Dazhuang staggered and fell to the ground, about to be swallowed by the mudslide.

"Da Zhuang!" Seeing this, Zhang Ling turned around and rushed back without thinking, pulled Li Da Zhuang up, and continued to run down the mountain.

When Xu Erniu saw this scene, he also stopped, turned around and ran towards Zhang Ling and Li Dazhuang, wanting to meet them.

The three of them used their hands and feet, rolled and crawled, and finally escaped from the range of the landslide.

The three of them collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, covered in mud and looking in a miserable state.

"Captain, are you okay?" Li Dazhuang asked with concern.

"It's okay, I won't die." Zhang Ling waved his hand and said, "How about you? Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, my legs are just a little weak," said Li Dazhuang.

"It's good that everything is fine. Let's leave here quickly." Zhang Ling said.

The three of them rested for a while, then got up and left this place of trouble.

............

Independent regiment, regimental headquarters.

"What? You said that Zhang Ling from the 772nd Regiment destroyed the artillery position of the Sakata Regiment with two mortar shells?"

When Li Yunlong heard the news, he jumped up from his chair with an incredible look on his face.

"Yes, Captain, this is true." The monk said seriously.

"Damn, this Zhang Ling is really a weirdo!" Li Yunlong couldn't help but sigh.

When breaking out of Cangyun Ridge, Li Yunlong had witnessed Zhang Ling's strength. Unexpectedly, not long after, Zhang Ling gave him such a big surprise again.

"This Zhang Ling is truly a talented person!" Li Yunlong couldn't help but admire him.

Zhao Gang at the side also said with a smile: "Old Li, it seems that you have a good eye. This Zhang Ling is indeed a promising talent."

"Of course. Don't you see who I am? I am Li Yunlong!" Li Yunlong said proudly.

"Okay, stop bragging." Zhao Gang said with a smile: "How do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Li Yunlong thought for a moment and said, "We need to publicize this matter and boost morale. By the way, Lao Zhao, you should go to the 772nd Regiment in person and express your condolences to Zhang Ling on behalf of the Independent Regiment."

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Gang nodded and said, "I'll get ready now."

............

772th Regiment, Regimental Headquarters.

Zhang Ling sat in the chair, looking tired.

Although this landslide destroyed the artillery positions of the Sakata Regiment, it also caused heavy losses to the 772nd Regiment.

The entire position was submerged by the mudslide, causing heavy casualties.

Zhang Ling made a rough calculation and found that the 772nd Regiment had lost at least one-third of its troops this time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

These were brothers who had been with him through thick and thin, and now they were gone. Zhang Ling felt extremely sad.

"Captain, are you okay?"

At this time, Wang Chengzhu walked in, saw Zhang Ling's depressed face, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "What are the casualties?"

Wang Chengzhu sighed and said, "It's not very optimistic. Our group has lost at least 300 brothers this time."

When Zhang Ling heard this, his body trembled violently and a hint of grief flashed in his eyes.

"More than 300 brothers..."

Zhang Ling murmured to himself, his heart filled with grief and self-blame.

If he had not had a sudden idea to use a landslide to destroy the artillery positions of the Sakata Regiment, the brothers of the 772nd Regiment would not have died.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Zhang Ling held his head in pain, blaming himself.

"Captain, don't be like this. Our brothers all sacrificed their lives fighting the Japanese. They are all heroes and you should be proud of them," Wang Chengzhu comforted.

"Yes, commander, you don't have to blame yourself. The brothers are all good people. They all died for the anti-Japanese war, and they died for a good cause." Xu Erniu on the side also said.

Zhang Ling raised his head and looked at Wang Chengzhu and Xu Erniu, his eyes a little moist.

"You are right, my brothers are all heroes, I should be proud of them." Zhang Ling took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in his heart, and said: "Zhu Zi, you immediately arrange for people to bury the sacrificed brothers properly."

"Yes, Captain." Wang Chengzhu nodded, turned and walked out.

Zhang Ling sat in a chair, looking at the sky outside the window, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

"Little devil, I will definitely avenge my fallen brothers!"

Zhang Ling clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

"report!"

A soldier's voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in!" Zhang Ling said in a deep voice.

The soldier pushed the door open and walked in, saluted, and said, "Report to the commander, Political Commissar Zhao of the Independent Regiment is here to express his condolences."

"Political Commissar Zhao?" Zhang Ling was stunned at first, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

Why is Zhao Gang here? Did Lao Li give some instructions?

Zhang Ling looked at the scene in front of him, feeling secretly happy. These two shells were not fired randomly. This hillside looked ordinary, but it was the most vulnerable part of the nearby geological structure.

"It's done!" Li Dazhuang waved his fist excitedly, as if he had already seen the scene of the Japanese being buried alive.

Xu Erniu was not so optimistic. He scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Captain, this landslide looks scary, but can it really bury the enemy's artillery positions?"

Zhang Ling did not explain, but raised a mysterious smile and pointed to the distance and said, "Don't worry, the best is yet to come."

Sure enough, not long after the second landslide, a dull roar was heard in the distance, like a roar from deep underground. Then, the entire earth began to tremble violently, as if something terrible was about to break out of the ground.

"This is..." Xu Erniu and Li Dazhuang were both stunned by this sudden change.

Zhang Ling remained calm, pointing to the mountain in the distance that was originally hidden in the clouds, and said word by word: "That is... Li Yunlong's independent regiment!"

The mountain began to crack as it shook violently. Thick smoke mixed with rubble gushed out from the top of the mountain, rising into the sky and forming a huge mushroom cloud.

"Oh my god, this noise is too loud!" Xu Erniu was stunned and couldn't help but swear.

Li Dazhuang also swallowed his saliva and muttered, "Did Li Yunlong piss off the mountain god?"

Zhang Ling ignored their exclamations and stared at the thick smoke rising into the sky. He thought to himself, "Li Yunlong, don't let me down!"

At this moment, in the center of the earth-shaking battlefield, the soldiers of the independent regiment are undergoing an unprecedented test.

"Captain, the enemy's artillery fire is getting more and more intense. We can't hold our position any longer!"

"Captain, the brothers in the first battalion have suffered heavy casualties. Requesting support!"

"Captain..."

Listening to the reports coming one after another, Li Yunlong's face was terribly gloomy. He threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, crushed it with his feet, and roared: "Damn it, the little Japanese are going to fight me to the death!"

"Monk, what the hell are you still standing there for? Pull up the Italian cannon and fire at him!"

"Yes!" Monk Wei took the order and took a few soldiers to push the captured Italian cannon to the front of the position in the hail of bullets.

"Captain, we don't have many shells left, only three!" There was a tremor in Monk Wei's voice.

"Three shots, three shots. Aim and shoot!" Li Yunlong shouted with red eyes, "Even if we have to fight to the death, we have to take a few devils with us!"

Monk Wei took a deep breath, adjusted the angle of the gun, aimed at the direction of the Japanese artillery position, and shouted: "Fire!"

boom!

The deafening roar of artillery fire echoed through the valley, and the shells, trailing long flames, whizzed towards the target.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Captain, it's bad! There's a landslide!"

"What!?" Li Yunlong turned around suddenly and saw that the mountain behind him seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. A large amount of earth and rocks collapsed and poured towards their position.

"Quick! Retreat!" Li Yunlong roared, but it was too late.

Boom!

The mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, huge rocks rolled down, and the entire independent regiment's position was instantly submerged in a cloud of dust...

"Waste? You know nothing!" Zhang Ling kicked Xu Erniu on the butt, "This is called tactics!"

Xu Erniu covered his buttocks with a look of grievance, but Li Dazhuang was sharp-eyed and pointed at the hillside and exclaimed: "Battalion Commander, look!"

I saw that on the hillside that was originally covered in dust by two mortar shells, a huge crack suddenly appeared. The crack was getting bigger and bigger, as if a huge monster had opened its bloody mouth.

"Oh my God, this...is this mountain going to collapse?" Xu Erniu widened his eyes. This scene was even more shocking than when his mother gave birth to him.

Zhang Ling curled his lips into a sneer. This was exactly what he wanted!

He knew that the soil on the hillside was soft to begin with, and the Japanese army had dug a lot of the mountain to build artillery towers. Although the power of the two mortars was not strong, the continuous explosions were enough to cause a landslide.