28: Chapter 28 Li Yunlong is going to have a fight with the 99A!

Wang County.

Having fought their way out of Bao County, Shen Wang and the others had arrived at Wang County.

In less than another hundred li, they would reach Shi County.

Once past Shi County, they would be in Shanxi Province.

At this moment, Shen Wang and his group were taking a brief rest in a hidden area on the outskirts of Wang County.

After all, they had just experienced a high-intensity battle.

Ding Zhijian, Meng Guanglin, and Sha Zhenjiang sat together in a circle; despite the fatigue on their faces, the excitement in their eyes could not be suppressed.

"Brother Ding, Brother Guanglin... did we... did we really survive? And we even knocked out all ten of the Japs' iron tortoises?" Sha Zhenjiang's voice trembled slightly.

He simply couldn't imagine escaping with his life from the encirclement of ten type 95 heavy tanks.

No, it shouldn't be called escaping with their lives!

It should be called the total annihilation of ten enemy tanks, along with crippling a Japanese battalion and a puppet regiment in the process.

This result was something he wouldn't have dared to dream of!

"Thinking back now, when I saw those ten Japanese heavy tanks charging over... a black mass of them, with the ground shaking... I actually... I felt it was a certain death trap."

"But the result..."

As they spoke, the three men's gazes simultaneously focused on Shen Wang.

It was this man before them who had pulled them from the brink of despair time and again, using methods they couldn't comprehend to forcibly carve out a path of blood!

At this moment, besides gratitude, there was a hint of awe, and even... fanaticism in their eyes!

If not for Shen Wang, they would likely have died more than ten times over!

Shen Wang's face, however, was quite calm at this time as he rested with his eyes closed.

"Open System Panel!"

[Ding! Military merit settlement for this operation—]

[Host Direct Kill Data:]

[★ Ordinary Japanese Soldiers: 356 units, military merit points +3560;]

[★ Japanese Junior Officers: 7 units, military merit points +650;]

[★ Japanese Major: 1 unit, military merit points +500;]

[★ Japanese Lieutenant Colonel: 1 unit, military merit points +1000;]

[★ type 95 heavy tanks: 10 vehicles, military merit points +5000!;]

[★ Ordinary Collaborators: 628 units, military merit points +3140;]

[★ Collaborator Junior Officers: 12 units, military merit points +500;]

[★ Collaborator Major: 1 unit, military merit points +250;]

[Subtotal: Host directly killed 1006 enemies, military merit points +14600]

[Indirect Kill Data (Kills by allies using equipment provided by Host, reward is one-tenth):]

[★ Ordinary Japanese Soldiers: 328 units, military merit points +328;]

[★ Japanese Junior Officers: 4 units, military merit points +30;]

[★ Ordinary Puppet Army: 566 units, military merit points +283;]

[★ Puppet Junior Officers: 7 units, military merit points +26;]

[Subtotal: Host indirectly killed 905 enemies, military merit points +667]

"Hiss—!"

Shen Wang was delighted.

"Destroying tanks also gives military merit? Haha, I've hit the jackpot! I'm absolutely loaded!"

He had actually gained over fifteen thousand military merit points this time!

Adding in his previous remaining points, the total military merit Shen Wang possessed had now broken the twenty thousand mark!

It had reached a terrifying twenty-five thousand plus!

And this didn't even count the scattered Japanese Soldiers he might encounter on the way to Shanxi Province.

If all went smoothly, by the time they reached their destination, his military merit reserves breaking thirty thousand points was practically a done deal!

Thirty thousand military merit points!

What did that mean?

It meant he could perform 300 company-platoon level draws, or 30 regiment-battalion draws, or 3 division-brigade level draws!

With good luck, he could draw the weapons and equipment for one or two divisions!

Of course, a 'division' here referred to a standard division, which was an organization of about 10,000 people.

The kind of divisions the Eighth Route Army had certainly didn't count.

And if Shen Wang chose to exchange them directly... he could even arm a 'Type 59 Chinese-equipped Division' straight from the system mall!

The kind with the Type 56 semi-automatic, type 56 submachine gun, and Type 40 rocket launcher as primary weapons!

Don't forget, after safely delivering Ding Zhijian and the others, he would also receive a gold-level SSR guaranteed reward!

Gold-level!

That was a reward corresponding to the regiment-battalion level!

If he drew a heavy combined arms battalion...

"Heh heh..."

Thinking of the beautiful possibilities, the corners of Shen Wang's mouth were harder to suppress than an AK's recoil.

"Master, what... what are you laughing at?" Sha Zhenjiang's cautious voice came through.

Shen Wang patted Sha Zhenjiang on the head.

"Nothing, just thought of some happy things."

Once back in Shanxi Province, he'd find a way to squeeze some things out of that Provincial Party Secretary uncle of his.

Back in the real world, he couldn't let himself suffer either.

Standing up and dusting himself off, Shen Wang looked toward Shanxi Province:

"We've rested enough, let's keep moving!"

...

"Hyah! Hyah!"

On the other side, the Cavalry Company personally led by Li Yunlong had been rushing non-stop for an entire day.

The warhorses snorted white steam, their hooves thundering like drums, kicking up a trail of dust.

At this time, the group had arrived at the borders of Ding County, with both men and horses exhausted.

Cavalry Company Commander Sun Desheng rode up to Li Yunlong, wiped his sweat, and pointed ahead to report:

"Regimental Commander, the Wang County border is just ahead! The horses have been running all day, should we take a break?"

Looking at the gasping warhorses, Sun Desheng was heartbroken!

Li Yunlong pulled the reins and looked back, equally pained.

These were all his precious treasures!

He raised his binoculars to observe the surrounding terrain, then ordered:

"Pass down the order, let everyone rest in place for fifteen minutes."

The order was passed down, and the cavalrymen dismounted one after another, seizing this precious time to rest.

Wei the Monk approached Li Yunlong with a water skin, grinning as he said, "Regimental Commander, do you think we can really link up with those heroes?"

"I heard they turned Beijing upside down and slaughtered high-ranking Jap officials! Good heavens, such guts, I, Wei the Monk, admire them!"

Li Yunlong took a swig of water and wiped his mouth. "Nonsense! Anyone who dares to do that in the North China Army Headquarters' nest—could they be cowards?"

"Those guts are a match for my breakout at Cangyun Ridge back then! I really want to see what kind of gods these people are!"

"Though, I don't know if we can meet them; I heard the Japs in all of North China are on the move!"

"Those damn little Japs..."

After cursing the Japanese for a bit and resting sufficiently, Li Yunlong waved his hand. "Continue forward!"

The Cavalry Company set off again, searching as they advanced toward Wang County.

However, they hadn't gone far when a scout cavalryman galloped back with tension on his face:

"Report, Regimental Commander! About five li ahead, a tank has been spotted! It's speeding along the main road!"

"A tank?"

Li Yunlong's brow furrowed, and his heart skipped a beat.

In this area where enemy and friendly forces were intermingled, a tank appearing was ninety-nine percent likely to be the Japs'!

"Order! Everyone take cover and bypass it! Our mission is to pick up people, not to tangle with iron tortoises!"

Li Yunlong ordered decisively, not wanting any unnecessary entanglement.

The Cavalry Company quickly utilized the terrain to hide, preparing to bypass through the side fields.

But not long after, the scout ran back panting, his face even more urgent:

"Regimental Commander! It's bad! That tank... it seems to have spotted us and is charging right toward us!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong's temper flared up instantly.

"Damn it! I gave you a way out, didn't I? I didn't want to bother with you, and you're still pushing your luck, chasing after me to bite?"

If it were a large force of Japanese tanks, Li Yunlong would certainly find a way to avoid it.

But if there was only one tank, he, Old Li, really wasn't afraid!

"Regimental Commander, what do we do?" Sun Desheng gripped his saber, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Wei the Monk also leaned in, shouting, "Regimental Commander, let's do 'em! It's just one tank; if everyone in our Cavalry Company throws a grenade, we can blow it into a wreck!"

Li Yunlong squinted his eyes and quickly weighed the options.

The opponent had only one tank; if they used the terrain and speed well, they might just be able to crack this hard nut!

More importantly, he couldn't swallow this insult!

"Damn it! Do they really think I'm made of clay? Order the troops, prepare for battle!" A murderous light flashed in Li Yunlong's eyes as he made up his mind.

"Sun Desheng, spread your men out! Use that slope and the bushes ahead as cover. When it gets close, greet its tracks with grenades!"

"Wei the Monk, take a few men and set up our Type 11 light machine gun on that high ground to draw its fire!"

"Yes!"

Sun Desheng and Wei the Monk responded loudly and immediately took action.

The soldiers dismounted one after another, leading their horses to hide behind the slopes and bushes, chambering rounds, and unscrewing the caps of their grenades.

The machine gun was also quickly set in place, its muzzle aimed at where the tank was likely to appear.

Everyone held their breath, gripping their weapons tightly, silently waiting for the prey to enter their ambush circle.

And at this moment, inside that slowly approaching "Japanese tank," Shen Wang was observing through his binoculars.

That's right, this tank was indeed the 99A!

Earlier, Ding Zhijian had spotted Li Yunlong's Cavalry Company through the periscope.

He had recognized them as their own at a single glance!

That Eighth Route gray uniform was all too familiar.

Shen Wang's curiosity was piqued; this was his first time encountering a regular Eighth Route Army unit, and he wanted to get a look.

Thus, the 99A charged toward Li Yunlong's Cavalry Company.

And as they got closer, Shen Wang suddenly laughed.

"This... isn't this damn Li Yunlong?"

The person hiding behind the hillside, ready to strike at any moment—wasn't that exactly Old Li?

Immediately after, a strange expression appeared on Shen Wang's face.

"Looking at this posture... Old Li is planning to pick a fight with a 99A?"

To be honest, you'd be better off picking a fight with the Brigade Commander...