Chapter 286: Crossing the Yangtze to Assault Xiao Ting (II)

The fleet accelerated forward after evading the Little Devil's weak artillery.

"We're docking!"

The bow of the first landing craft slammed into the shoal, the steel plate scraping over pebbles and emitting a harsh screech.

Mi Long didn't wait for the ramp to lower and leapt.

Splash!

Yangtze River water instantly rose above the calves; fortunately it was late May, midday heat, and the river water was somewhat warm.

Mi Long raised the beloved MG42 with both hands, his roar shaking the heavens: "Brothers! Follow me! Quick! Quick! Quick! Rush ashore and establish a defensive position!"

Warriors behind leapt down like a tide. One slipped, "splash" falling into the river, choking on mud and sand; another was knocked by a wave, his straw hat soaring. Fortunately the water was only waist‑deep; the crowd spat river water, struggled to rise, grabbed their guns and sprinted toward the shore.

"Damn, that immortal bastard, ugh!"

Luo Dashan, commander of the First Battalion of the 448th Regiment, had just jumped off the boat, his stomach churning, and he vomited while bracing the rail. This northern Sichuan man, nearly 1.8 m tall, usually carries a machine gun over mountain paths as if on flat ground, but on the rocking river boat his organs were twisted like pretzels.

"Quick... keep up! Don't embarrass the Sichuan Army... ugh!" he staggered through the water, wiping his mouth while cursing, his straw shoes filled with water, making a splashing sound.

Looking up, Mi Long had already surged onto the sandbank, directing soldiers to set up the machine gun.

"He's truly a ruthless guy!" Luo Dashan began to praise, but saw the tower‑like Mi Long suddenly bend over.

Ugh!

Mi Long vomited all the canned food he ate last night.

Luo Dashan was startled, then grinned: "Ha, it's the same! So you also get seasick!"

Before the laughter faded, he snatched the rifle that had fallen into the water and roared: "First Battalion's fools! Stop dawdling in the water! Move ammo! Set up the cannon! Quick!"

Soon, all the troops on the three landing craft disembarked.

The soldiers, unable to mind their soaked clothes, immediately turned back to the boat, shouldering and lifting.

Wooden crates of 7.92 mm bullets, bundles of hand grenades, disassembled 60 mm mortars, and several heavy iron boxes filled with compressed biscuits and canned food.

A human chain stretched from the transport ship to the shore; everyone formed a line, passing the supply boxes to the bank.

Very quickly, the soldiers from the three landing craft had all gotten off and began moving the supplies from the boats to the shore one after another.

The transport ship did not linger; after unloading all troops and supplies, it turned back again to support the soldiers still waiting on the south bank.

The battle lasted a morning, and the soldiers had no time to eat.

Mi Long drew a bayonet and pierced a can; inside was beef canned food, cold and a bit greasy, but the taste was truly good and the beef genuine.

Mi Long took a can from the box, tossed it to Luo Dashan standing afar: "Here, Commander Luo, don't be polite; take any of the supplies. The brothers need to eat their fill before they have strength to fight the Little Devils!"

Luo Dashan took it, couldn't read the label, but judging by Mi Long's eating manner, it must be good.

"Then I won't be polite!" Luo Dashan, never modest, opened the can and ate greedily; he had to admit these were the best meals he'd had since enlisting.

Every day was meat; many soldiers put on weight, and their stamina improved greatly.

Bang!

A bullet struck near Mi Long's foot.

"Damn, hidden! Shoot me! These Little Devils are crazy, not giving me food; I'll send you to hell to eat!" Mi Long cursed while firing the MG42 on the ground.

Tap tap tap!

The barrel immediately aimed at the spot of the earlier shot, and fire instantly covered the area.

The two units that had just resupplied were now firing openly, no longer the stingy manner of before.

"Damn, that immortal..." Luo Dashan wanted to spit, but thinking of the huge piece of beef in his mouth, he couldn't bear to, and swallowed it in one bite.

"First Battalion, don't be polite to me, treat the Little Devils well!" Luo Dashan shouted loudly.

He also wielded an MP40 at his chest, still less firepower than Mi Long's MG42.

"Yes!"

Nakamura dared not retreat, so when he saw the Huaxia fleet turn around, he thought they were scared; he immediately led his squad to pursue. His squad, after the fleet's fire coverage, had only about thirty survivors.

"What!" Nakamura was instantly frightened.

He thought the Huaxia troops were afraid of him, but actually the landing craft captain feared a Japanese heavy artillery ambush ahead, so he changed the landing spot.

Nakamura did a foolish thing: striking a stone with an egg!

"Little Devil, now that you're here, I won't let you run!" Mi Long planted a foot on the newly‑dug trench, one hand on the MG42, unleashing a barrage at the distant Little Devils.

With absolute superiority, there was no need to conserve bullets.

This is what the regiment commander said!

Dong!

Dong!

The newly built mortar position immediately fired shells toward the Little Devils.

Boom boom boom!

The shells landed on the Devils' heads, exploding like blossoms, harvesting their lives.

Usually at this hour the guns would cease, and Luo Dashan would ready his bayonet to clash with the Little Devils, since their numbers were clearly fewer than his side.

Continuing this way would simply waste bullets.

Sometimes bullets cost more than a life!

But today the Sichuan Army soldiers finally saw what firepower suppression is.

Bullets need not be conserved; moments ago they argued over ammo, but after boarding, the crew opened the ammo boxes for everyone to take freely.

Take them openly!

Just as now, with dozens of Little Devils, the bullets are fired openly!

"Damn that immortal, awesome, I'm so thrilled, haven't felt this good in ages, brothers, fire for me!" Seeing Mi Long leap from the trench, Luo Dashan couldn't lag behind and also jumped out from behind the trench.

Nakamura realized his moment to serve the Emperor had arrived; he rose from the ground, "Emperor... damn!"

Rat‑a‑tat‑tat, Mi Long saw Zhongcun leap out, instantly aimed the barrel at Zhongcun, without hesitation, pressed the trigger!

The bullet pierced Zhongcun's body, leaving several large holes.

A 7.92mm bullet can destroy any carbon‑based lifeform on this world!

If that wasn't enough, a 60mm mortar shell from behind also landed right on Zhongcun's head; in the end Zhongcun's body wasn't even left intact, blown to pieces.