AWB Chapter 157 The Japanese Cavalry Unit Shattered into Pieces
Chapter 157 The Japanese Cavalry Unit Shattered into Pieces
With Li Yilong's command.
The guards immediately drew their bayonets from their waists and quickly mounted them on the muzzles of their guns.
The bayonets gleamed coldly in the winter sun.
The guards had a variety of expressions, some solemn, some angry, but none of them showed fear or apprehension.
Bai Luo glanced back, his face showing appreciation and admiration.
He thought to himself that although Li Yilong seemed carefree and irresponsible, he was actually quite good at leading his men.
Bai Luo kept estimating the distance.
900 meters, 800 meters. . . .
Meanwhile, the Japanese soldiers on the other side also noticed Bai Luo and his group, who were blocking the road less than a kilometer ahead.
The Japanese cavalry company commander looked at the enemy formation through his binoculars and thought to himself, "The enemy is really overestimating themselves. They have less than 20 men and they dare to confront the cavalry head-on."
The Japanese cavalry captain put down his binoculars, drew his saber from his waist, and pointed in Bai Luo's direction.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Japanese cavalry behind him drew their sabers and charged towards Bai Luo's position directly in front of them.
Bai Luo kept calculating the distance.
Li Yilong had already arrived in front of Bai Luo's car, using it as cover, ready to engage the enemy.
He thought to himself, "I hope this kid's weapon is powerful enough."
The next moment, when the Japanese soldiers had rushed to a position about 600 meters from Bailuo, no more Japanese cavalrymen came out from behind the earthen slope at the end of the path.
Bai Luo opened fire.
"Buzzing..."
The sudden loud gunshot startled Li Yilong, who was already on edge.
Immediately following was a bullet casing the size of a thumb smashing into his forehead.
Li Yilong, feeling hot, quickly moved to another spot.
When Li Yilong looked up again at the Japanese cavalry in front of him, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
The Japanese cavalrymen at the forefront were torn to shreds along with their horses by the terrifying barrage of bullets fired from the Gatling gun.
But the bullets, after tearing apart the first Japanese soldier, continued to strike the horses of the Japanese cavalrymen behind them.
The horses that were hit let out a piercing whinny and collapsed to the ground.
The Japanese cavalry squadron, which had been accelerating its charge, was instantly thrown into disarray by the fallen horses.
The Japanese cavalry, who had been charging forward without hesitation, couldn't stop in time and crashed into a heap. The Japanese soldiers on horseback fell off and, before they could recover from the pain of falling, were trampled into a bloody pulp by the cavalry behind them.
Fifteen seconds later, Bai Luo stopped and fired.
All the Japanese cavalry had vanished without a trace, leaving only bits of flesh and many horse carcasses cut in two.
Li Yilong's mind was in complete disarray, and the guards around him were so shocked that their jaws dropped.
They were all prepared to die to welcome the Japanese invaders, but before the Japanese cavalry even got close, they were turned into a pile of minced meat.
Old Li reacted immediately.
"Oh dear, my horse!"
These words also startled the soldiers in the guard platoon.
One by one, people stared in shock at the Japanese soldier fragments and Bai Luo.
To be precise, it was the Gatling gun in Bai Luo's hands.
Just as Li Yilong was about to curse after shouting, he turned around and saw Bai Luo looking at him with a half-smile.
It's as if it's saying, "Go ahead and curse me out if you dare."
At the same time, he seemed to be subtly scanning Li Yilong's surroundings with the muzzle of the Gatling gun.
Li Yilong shuddered and instinctively swallowed the profanity he was about to utter.
The expression on his face instantly changed from one of regret to one of ingratiating smiles.
"Young Master Luo, excellent marksmanship."
Bai Luo was also surprised by Li Yilong's rapid change of expression.
"Young Master Luo, I really don't know how this dark-faced man could call out to a 9-year-old child."
Bai Luo was too lazy to complain about Li Yilong anymore. He stepped down from the shooting position and began cleaning the spent shell casings inside the vehicle.
They threw the still-warm shell craters onto the ground.
Upon seeing this, Li Yilong immediately shouted.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and help Young Master Luo clean up the car. You, you, and the rest of you go ahead and clean up the battlefield for the Japanese. If there are any still alive, execute the battlefield discipline."
Completely jolted back to reality by Li Yilong's shout, the guards immediately began to carry out their respective tasks.
Li Yilong also bent down and began to help Bai Luo clean the spent cartridges.
Picking up a bullet casing about the size of a thumb, Li Yilong clicked his tongue in amazement. This bullet was not only large, but also incredibly powerful.
But seeing that Bai Luo just threw the spent cartridges on the ground and ignored them, he couldn't help but ask in confusion.
"Brother Luo, don't you want these spent cartridge cases?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Luo shook her head at Li Yilong, indicating that she didn't want it.
Upon seeing this, Li Yilong immediately spoke to a guard next to him.
"Go get a sack from the donkey cart, collect all the spent shell casings on the ground, and then send them to the arsenal to be melted down."
"Yes."
The soldier whose name was called immediately ran to the donkey cart behind him, grabbed an empty sack, and began picking up spent bullet casings from the ground.
Looking at the pile of empty bullet casings on the ground, which was almost a small mountain, Li Yilong cursed inwardly that this little brat was a spendthrift who didn't know how to manage money at all.
Then he turned to Bai Luo and chuckled awkwardly.
"Little Luo, no, no, Young Master Luo, those Japanese soldiers' equipment up ahead..."
Bai Luo rolled his eyes at Li Yilong. He was sure that the bastard was cursing him in his heart. Oh well, he'd wait until they got back to his post.
Make sure to give him a good beating in front of his soldiers. Remember that.
Seeing Li Yilong looking at him with a fawning smile, Bai Luo waved his hand.
"They're all for you."
Upon hearing this, Li Yilong was overjoyed and quickly expressed his gratitude to Bai Luo for her generosity.
He thought to himself that this little brat was indeed a spendthrift.
Old Li really knows how to save money.
Thinking about this, Li Yilong felt that he should try to build a better relationship with this spendthrift son in the future.
Take him to places where there are Japanese soldiers more often. That way, he won't care about the Japanese equipment, and it will become his own.
It would be best to trick him out of that weapon he had.
As for whether their group could withstand such a terrifying bullet consumption, Li Yilong had subconsciously forgotten about it.
What Li Yilong didn't know was that while he was scheming how to use Bai Luo, Bai Luo had already figured out how to beat him up, and possibly more than once.
Just as the two were plotting against each other, the people who had been cleaning up the battlefield returned, their faces pale.
They brought back more than 30 rifles and more than 70 sabers.
Upon seeing this, Li Yilong frowned and cursed.
"Erzhu, do you want to quit being the platoon leader of the guard squad? You're even hiding things from me? Do you think I can't count? There are over a hundred Japanese soldiers on the other side, and the stuff you brought probably doesn't even add up to more than 100 items."
The guard squad leader, whose name was Erzhu, looked distressed.
"Commander, I haven't kept anything for myself. Everything usable is here. The rest have been destroyed."
After saying that, he thought of the piece of minced meat in front of him and couldn't help but gag.