Liao Mingyu ordered Meng Fan and Ayi to determine the number of people, take out the roster, and ask the soldiers to register one by one.

The final number was a bit unexpected. There were more than 600 defeated soldiers, exceeding the first expectations. In this way, with more than 300 of them, the entire Sichuan Army finally reached the 1,000 mark!

Looking at the names written on them, Liao Mingyu felt very happy. His efforts were not in vain. Now he can finally be regarded as a serious team leader.

Liao Mingyu of the entire unit was first divided into three battalions, one machine gun company and the assault reinforcement platoon, and one artillery platoon.

The battalion commander is temporarily Meng Fan, and Long Weng and himself are both the ones. There is no way, now there is no way to choose a suitable candidate, and there are only a few people suitable for leading troops. The machine gun company is Milong and Cui Yong as the chief and deputy company commander.

The assault platoon was led by Bula, and the two of them rushed forward without any chance of fighting. The soldiers in the assault platoon were basically stewed with pork and vermicelli, and some brothers who fought together at the airport, with a total of more than 80 people, most of whom were holding Thomson and Stern, and their firepower was extremely strong.

The six mortars seized happened to be made up of an artillery platoon, and Li Liansheng was temporarily the platoon leader. Although this guy is timid and has no blood in his work, he knows about the mortars at least. Unfortunately, there are not many shells left now, and after these mortars are fired, they will be decorated. The dog-day system cannot buy ammunition without unlocking weapons, which makes Liao Mingyu feel itchy.

After arranging everything, Liao Mingyu ordered the troops to continue moving forward.

Long Weng never closed his mouth along the way, and accidentally became the commander of a thousand people. Although he was a deputy, it was better than being a leader of a black household, or the kind of person who would be shot when caught.

You know, now that being caught as a senior officer is basically a peanut sent to the cycle of reincarnation.

Except for Liao Mingyu knowing his identity, Long Wenhua has never told anyone about this.

Looking at the team of more than a thousand people, he felt so happy. This guy was happily struggling back and forth in the middle of the team. He ran here to command twice, and then went there to shout twice. The whole thing was like a treasure.

"My name is Long Wen! I am your regiment deputy, and the person next to me is your regiment commander!"

"Left left and right left, left and right left! Swing your hands and stepping on your feet."

"I'm going home, I'm not active when I go home, I have a problem with my brain! Hahaha!"

Long Wen's unrestrained laughter echoed in the jungle. The sound sounded so arrogant and unscrupulous. Even the Japanese Scouts who had always been careless would hide away when they heard this sound.

In this jungle, evaluating the strength of a team is just to see if there are Japanese scouts behind him. If not, it means that this team does not even dare to provoke easily. So along the way, more and more defeated soldiers joined their team.

When the troops walked to a valley, Liao Mingyu ordered to rest by the forest. He seemed to vaguely hear some gunfire sounds in front of him, but the sound was too small and I was really not sure.

"Who is our vanguard now?" Liao Mingyu asked Long Weng who was drinking water beside him.

"It seems that it's not spicy for them."

“Have you not come back yet?”

“Haosh…!”

"Da da da da da da da da!"

Milong shot through the fire, and the Japanese who were sticking their butts in a bunch of them killed 7.8 of them in one go.

The fierce firepower caused the formation of the Japanese squadron to be in chaos, and countless Japanese Japanese who were caught off guard were killed by bullets.

"Doubian, you are a shabby thing, where are you squatting while laying eggs? Magazine!"

Milong emptied a magazine and shouted irritably to Dou Bing. He took the magazine and loaded it back as fast as possible.

"Da da!...Da da da!"

With a short shot, three Japanese Japanese who were trying to disperse and transfer were instantly hit. They practiced the machine gun at the airport for the afternoon that day, and fired up a whole box of bullets, and finally asked him to find some machine gun channels!

The Japanese army did not expect that Chinese people would appear behind them, and caught off guard and were killed by bullets.

"Don't be confused, build a line of defense, and wait for the support of Kimura Squadron!"

"Grenade squad, open fire on me. They are just Chinese soldiers who will collapse in one blow. Don't panic, fight back!"

In the Japanese army, the squadron leader was holding a samurai sword and trying his best to organize the soldiers to fight back. But what he didn't know was that a cold muzzle had already pointed at him.

The Japanese grenade launcher team quickly expanded their positions, attempting to fire shells at the assault platoon.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were another loud noise, and three mortar shells exploded the unexpanded Japanese grenade launcher into the sky. The 90mm grenade directly blew a Japanese in half in half!

"Baga! Everyone..."

"Bang!"

The squadron leader looked at the grenade squad that was reimbursed by the enemy and was furious. Just as he stood up and wanted to command the commander's troops to charge, before he finished speaking, a bullet hit his eye socket and then fell straight to the ground!

At this time, the mortar also stopped bombarding the Japanese.

Putting down the No. 4 sniper step, Liao Mingyu shouted loudly: "Li Liansheng has ceased fire, assault platoon! rush up and deal with them!"

"Run!"
Chapter completed!