Chapter 948 Great Victory

Now the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were surrounded outside, and it was difficult for snipers to strike. After cleaning up the surrounding enemies, Shen Long began to observe the remaining waves of battle.

Shen Long could clearly see that although the Japanese soldiers were generally short in height, almost every soldier was thick and stocky, with well-developed muscles, and their faces were glowing with good nutrition. With a disciplined explosiveness.

In contrast, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army showed thin bodies and malnourished faces. The disparity in economic strength between the two countries was reflected in the quality of individual soldiers, which made Shen Long feel heartbroken.

But Shen Long also discovered that the fighters of the Independent Regiment are indeed different from other troops. They have a common temperament, that is, they are fierce and decisive, and they have the courage to fight the enemy desperately. Blocking and other methods of self-protection, all moves are meant to die with the opponent.

Soldiers kept falling during the battle. Even Zhao Gang has given up command now and joined the fighting team. He neither needs nor can command now. Zhao Gang kept shooting with a batgun, but he didn't see that his marksmanship was quite good. Sure enough, little devils kept falling under his gun.

But when Zhao Gang was going to shoot at the opponent of the second company commander Zhang Dabiao, Li Yunlong stopped him, "Old Zhao, don't shoot. We are playing with cold weapons today. I, Li Yunlong, can't let the devils laugh at us. Follow the rules."

Zhao Gang glared at him without saying a word, now there is only this little devil left on the battlefield, let him play while he leads his people to treat the wounded and clean the battlefield.

Shen Long also stepped forward to help with the health workers, and only occasionally glanced at Zhang Dabiao and the little devil lieutenant who was fighting with him. Zhang Dabiao and the Japanese lieutenant had already passed five or six moves in the blink of an eye, and the military uniforms on both of them were scratched by the blade. It was rotten, and the uniform was soaked in blood.

Zhang Dabiao's left flank and arm were cut several times by the bayonet, but the Japanese lieutenant didn't take advantage of it. His shoulder and arm were also bleeding, especially his face was cut horizontally from left to right by the blade. The mouth, even the nose is open.

Li Yunlong felt at ease with Zhang Dabiao, he watched and commented while leaning on the ghost knife with both hands, Shen Long reminded, "Second company commander, this little devil's foot is empty, you attack him."

Shen Long's kung fu is well known in the entire independent regiment. Zhang Dabiao saw that it was true when he heard the words. He immediately dodged the little devil's bayonet and swept the big knife against the ground. The little devil's lieutenant couldn't understand Chinese, so he couldn't eat It's a loss of knowing foreign languages, but Zhang Dabiao didn't expect Zhang Dabiao to have such a hand. His ankle was cut off and he fell to the ground. Zhang Dabiao made another knife to end his life.

After the fierce battle, the excitement in Li Yunlong's heart gradually dissipated. He looked at the corpses of Eighth Route Army soldiers lying on the ground around him, as well as those injured soldiers,

His expression became serious. Although he eliminated two squadrons of little devils this time, his family must have sacrificed a lot, right? According to past experience, Li Yunlong felt that his independent regiment would be short of more than 300 people.

"Old Zhao!" Li Yunlong grabbed Zhao Gang who was passing by him, his mouth trembled twice, but he still suppressed his sadness and asked, "Is our injury serious this time?"

"We didn't prepare enough this time. The reserve team didn't catch up in time. The losses were indeed heavy. I just made a rough count. About 112 soldiers died, and more than 200 were injured. Among them, there may be fifty or sixty. There is a way to return to the team!" This means that dozens of soldiers will become disabled or even lose their lives.

"If it wasn't for Xiao Shen who came up with the indigenous method of penicillin, our sacrifices might have been even more!" Zhao Gang's eye circles were a little red. Although he had experienced many wars, every time he saw those sacrificed soldiers after a war, he would always be amazed. I feel sad, these are young people of the right grade.

They should have studied in the school, worked in the fields and factories, returned home after a busy day, had a warm dinner that may be poor, and then sat by the fire with their families to do homework , but now, they have to go to the battlefield and sacrifice here.

"What? Only more than a hundred sacrifices?" Li Yunlong was stunned by this statistic. He originally estimated that the casualties this time would definitely exceed three hundred. One to one.

"What's wrong! More than a hundred and you still think it's too little!" This time Zhao Gang is really popular!

"No! No! Old Zhao, I didn't mean that!" Li Yunlong also realized that he had said something wrong, "I thought the sacrifice this time would definitely be greater."

"If you attack according to your plan, there will definitely be more than 300! If Xiaoshen hadn't checked the number of enemies in advance, we would have been prepared; and he had made such powerful mines and grenades to attack, and used The sharpshooter killed the kid's machine gunner, grenade launcher, and officer, and we don't know how many people will be filled in!" Zhao Gang feels terrified when he thinks about it now.

If it is true what Li Yunlong said, the big guy just lies on the ground and waits for the little devil to come over, then the sacrifice will be huge, maybe it will be quadrupled.

"Old Li, it's a good thing to dare to shine the sword, but before we shine the sword, we have to think clearly and try our best to formulate a tactical plan that fits the reality, so that even if the soldiers sacrifice, it's worth the sacrifice!" Zhao Gang remembered a sentence that he didn't know From that point of view, the only difference between a famous general and a mediocre general is that a famous general makes the death of his subordinates more valuable.

In the past, he still didn't quite understand it, but seeing this scene today, he suddenly realized that since it is a war, sacrifices are inevitable. As a commander, the greatest responsibility is to make their sacrifices more valuable, so that they can gain The final victory of the war.

In this service, 112 people were killed in the first battalion of the independent regiment, 371 people were killed in the Japanese army, and the two squadrons were wiped out. The entire anti-Japanese battlefield was shaken.

Yoshio Youzuka, the commander of the First Army of the Japanese Army stationed in Shanxi, was playing Go with his subordinates when he got the news. The Eighth Route Army, who looked like a beggar, dared to take the lead in attacking the first-class Kwantung Army troops. He vowed that one day he would cut off Li Yunlong's head with his own saber.

The headquarters of the Eighth Route Army issued a commendation order, and Yan Xishan, the commander of the second theater of the Guojun Army, in addition to the order of commendation, also awarded Li Yunlong's regiment Dayang two thousand yuan.

Li Yunlong triumphantly sent someone to Li Yunlong to send Chu Yunfei a Japanese army command knife and a pair of military binoculars, and also sent a letter to show off.