Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

Chapter 122: You can’t be a devil unless you are crazy. Hebei is in chaos!

After clearing out the enemies on the third floor, the two quickly moved to the second floor.

Gouwazi threw a melon into the room with a bang, and the heavy machine gun in the room fell silent instantly.

The two men rushed in quickly, and Thompson fired bullets crazily, clearing out the remaining enemies at the scene.

The machine gun has gone silent and the outcome of the battle is decided.

At this time, Monk Wei outside the door heard gunshots from inside the building. Knowing that Chen Yan and his men had succeeded, he threw in a few grenades and the special operations battalion forced their way in. Soon the fierce gunfire from the turret stopped and the night returned to its previous tranquility.

Chen Yan saw Monk Wei coming over and patted him on the shoulder:

"I just took a look and told Li San to ask the special operations battalion to strengthen CQB (close quarters combat) training. Your movements of reloading, holding guns, and alternating cover are not standard. The movement of drawing guns is still the traditional method, which is not smooth.

CQB tests muscle memory and human extreme agility to reduce the duration of shooting, and all special forces must be proficient in it. In the future, you will not only participate in jungle warfare, but also urban warfare, water warfare, close combat, etc. You must be proficient in everything."

"Yes, Brigadier".

Although the monk was confused, a soldier's duty was to obey, so he only needed to report to his superiors.

Chen Yan bent down, pulled out the dagger that had just been shot at the Japanese soldier's throat, put it back into the scabbard, and walked out.

"Clean up the battlefield in 5 minutes and then move to the next target."

.....

When the Monk Wei team arrived at the next artillery tower, Chen Yan's face turned pale and his back ached. He knew that he was not fit for combat now, so he handed over the command to the monk and stayed outside to wait for them.

During the Battle of Guanjia Nao, Chen Yan was injured in the back by a Japanese grenade. After Rudy's simple treatment, not all of the shrapnel was removed, and two pieces of shrapnel were still stuck in the bone gap.

Later, the field hospital considered that Chen Yan was shot in the chest and was seriously injured, so he was not suitable for two consecutive operations. So the hospital decided to wait until he recovered before operating independently. This is why the hospital did not allow Chen Yan to leave after he was alive and kicking.

Chen Yan lay on the grass, his head resting on his hands, looking at the sky.

"People of our generation said that every star in the sky is the reincarnation of a deceased person around them. Are you the old brothers from the Independent Regiment watching me?"

Unconsciously, tears welled up in Chen Yan's eyes. The independent regiment had created countless miracles in just one year, but they were all achieved at the cost of so many people's lives.

At this time, Chen Yan felt guilty.

"I hope you can keep watching me and see how hard I slap the Japanese in the face."

......

At half past five, two teams of the special operations battalion arrived at Laomao Mountain one after another. At this time, the sky was already turning pale.

Chen Yan was bored and smoking with Li San, watching the soldiers move towards the artillery tower.

"San'er, there is something wrong with the tactical movements of your special operations battalion. As for the positioning, the essence is that the firing lines of each gun cannot overlap in a dense space.

Look at the way everyone moves now. Once firing, the bullet overlap rate will not be less than 15%, which is inefficient.

In close combat, one must also consider the attention and use of blind spots and safe angles, scroll movement, etc…”.

It has to be said that Chen Yan's on-the-spot teaching method is like a treasure to veterans like Li San, and it wakes them up.

But this is not Li San's fault. Chen Yan's combat skills are at least 50 years ahead of the current era.

If the special operations battalion is now facing Yamamoto Ikki's special forces, it can be said with certainty that Chunchun is using a dimensionality reduction attack.

Beat so, easy!

20 minutes later, after the monk returned with the troops and captured equipment, Chen Yan and his party began to head back.

When passing by Kong Laoer's checkpoint, I saw Kong Laoer from a distance with dark circles under his eyes, waiting devoutly outside the door.

After taking down ten Japanese artillery towers in one night, Chen Yan's hostility was no longer so strong.

He looked at Kong Laoer strangely: "Laoer, you won't wait for me all night, will you?"

Kong Lao Er rubbed his hands and said, "Grandpa Chen, it's not a big deal. I was worried about you all night. The Japanese called in the second half of the night and asked all the checkpoints to guard tightly and report any armed personnel in time. I guessed that they were talking about you.

I was really worried that something might happen to you. Now that we have reached the defense zone of our Kong family, we are safe."

Kong Lao Er said with a flattering look on his face: "Master Chen, what did you do last night? I heard that the Japanese from the Xiyuan troops have been dispatched. This is quite a big scene!"

Chen Yan looked at him with a sly grin: "Hehe! I guess the Japanese will issue a notice for joint investigation tomorrow morning. Why are you in such a hurry to collect the reward?"

Kong Lao Er's face turned pale and he bowed repeatedly with his hands.

"Master Chen, I swear to God that I, your second brother, would never dare to cheat you."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense to me, I'm leaving."

Watching Chen Yan leave, Kong Lao Er was just about to take a breath when he suddenly thought of something and quickly picked up the phone:

"Third brother, Master Chen is coming to your side, hurry up and prepare breakfast."

"Really? Master Chen, you are blessed with good fortune. I was so annoyed by the constant phone calls from the Japanese last night that I didn't sleep the whole night.

I won’t say any more. I will quickly arrange for someone to cook some porridge to warm my stomach. It’s still quite cold in the second half of the night.”

"beep...".

When Chen Yan came to Kong Laosan's place, he didn't expect that the two brothers were so capable. The porridge was already cooked.

Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the Kong family, Chen Yan did not hesitate and ordered them to eat.

"Third brother, what were you two thinking? I went to fight your superiors, and you not only let me go, but also provided me with food and drink.

What’s going on? Is there medicine in the porridge?”

"Master Chen, please don't joke like that, my heart can't take it.

To tell you the truth, we are different from Er Kuizi. He is taking advantage of the Japanese to seek his own benefits.

But we in the Kong family were forced to do that."

When Chen Yan heard the story, his eyes lit up and he became interested.

"Tell me in detail, pour out your grievances, and I will put your mind at ease."

The third brother had a bitter look on his face and also started talking.

At the same time, the Eighth Route Army headquarters was in chaos.

The commander scolded the division commander:

"There was no news from Chen Yan the whole night. How do you serve as a division commander? Can you still control your subordinates? I seriously question your leadership ability."

The division commander also had his difficulties, "Commander, how about..."

"Nothing else. Send more people out to look for it quickly, and contact the Ji-Zhong Military Region to help."

After the division commander left dejectedly, the chief of staff looked worried.

"This Chen Yan is indeed a rare talent. I'm afraid the person holding the knife handle is not Commander Liu.

No, let’s separate the independent brigade.”

The commander waved his hands when he heard this and said, "This kid has such a good idea, do you think he will listen to me?

If something happens again, I'll have to find someone to vent my anger on.

I can't just look at myself in the mirror and scold myself.

So it is absolutely not possible to call it out alone."

Listening to the boss's answer, the chief of staff could fit an egg in his mouth.

Damn, this is the workplace!