Chapter 273: The Bloody Army
"We sent 80 soldiers, a group of 10, each group of 9 people from the wartime quartermaster's office, one person from our 31st division, 15 people killed in battle, 12 people from the wartime quartermaster's office, and three people from our 31st division. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "The chief of staff first reported the situation of his own battle damage, and Chi Chengfeng's eyes were fixed on a sand table not far in front of him, but he did not move, obviously listening carefully.
"A total of fifty-five houses have been recaptured, and our army has regained its foothold in the northwest corner, and the chief of staff's voice has trembled a little as he said this.
"What? How many buildings? Fifty-five?! Chi Chengfeng stood up immediately, not only him, but all the officers in the division headquarters who were already silently listening to the deputy chief of staff talk about the battle situation let out a brief exclamation of disbelief.
A young staff officer with a pen in his hand dropped the drawing pen in his hand on the map in front of him with a "snap", but he didn't hear it, his eyes widened as he looked at the deputy chief of staff, and his mouth opened wide into an O-shape.
"Impossible! The remaining seventy-five people occupy fifty-five houses, an average of more than one person occupies a house? How could they possibly do it? Chi Chengfeng really didn't believe it, he was a division commander, and he intuitively calculated what he thought was impossible.
"Yes, fifty-five buildings, our people followed them to change the defense house by house, and I didn't expect that they would recapture so many houses at once, Liu Sihan only brought two companies over, and now that there are fewer people, we need to hurry up and increase the troops!"
"By the way, Liu Sihan is also afraid that the teacher will not believe it, and the person will come back." The deputy chief of staff also knew that this result was indeed unbelievable, but Liu Sihan came back and said conclusively, it was impossible for his own people to lie, so this thing must be true.
Chi Chengfeng snorted lightly, only then did he realize that the cigarette in his hand had burned his hand, and he forgot to smoke it, so he hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt.
This hot has already calmed him down, since Liu Sihan has come back with him to ask for someone, then this matter must be true, and then send someone out to consolidate the results of the battle.
"Pass my order, the division commander will draw two guard platoons, cooking squads, grooms, and everyone who can go up, and then two more companies will be put together, and they must hold the position that they have recaptured with great difficulty!"
"Yes!" A young staff officer was busy.
"Divisional commander, this is not appropriate, there are not many guards in our division." The deputy chief of staff hurriedly whispered.
"The old chief has already called, the reinforcements will arrive tomorrow, we have to fight with them inside and out, let the little devil know that Taierzhuang is a hard bone, and if you can't gnaw it, you have to run off the two front teeth!" Chi Chengfeng said fiercely.
"Next, how was the damage to the Japanese army?" Chi Chengfeng twisted his face to the deputy chief of staff again.
"The number of Japanese casualties cannot be counted, but Liu Sihan conservatively estimates that it should be between 200 and 300." The chief of staff said busily.
"What?! How did they fight this battle? Did they come back? Chi Chengfeng was shocked again, but when he heard that the number of Japanese casualties was compared with the buildings recaptured by the Quartermaster Department, he felt that the Japanese casualties were indeed conservatively estimated at 200 to 300.
"They have already returned, they should go outside the division immediately, Liu Sihan rushed back to ask for someone first." The chief of staff replied.
"Go out and have a look." Chi Chengfeng stood up
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Outside the 31st Division of the Northwest Army came a column of soldiers, a column of soldiers that made everyone who saw it look sideways.
Why?
Because this is a bloody army, because at least half of the people in their ranks are covered with red blood, the steel helmets are red, the military uniforms are red, their shoes are red, and their faces are red.
They don't seem to belong to this world with sunshine, they are a group of Shura who have been killed from hell, walking on the street during the day but giving people the feeling of cold and solemn, their appearance seems to make the temperature of the entire street drop several degrees in an instant!
The bloody battle of Taierzhuang was fought to this extent, and the people around the 31st Division fled to avoid the war, so the people on the street were all soldiers, and when they saw them coming, the cart transporting ammunition stopped, and the signal soldiers who trotted all the way stopped, and all the soldiers, no matter how urgent the military situation was, all stopped, avoided on the side of the road, and stood in shock and salute.
When they walked to the door of the 31st Division, a "standing" shouted out, and the soldier who shouted out was even more shocking, he was covered in the most blood, only when the eyes were rolling, people knew that he was not a killer from hell, it turned out that what he said was also the voice of the world!
The division pointed to the door, and the young officer of the Northwest Army who took a step back, that is, the one called Liu Sihan, had just finished reporting what he had seen to his division commander at this time.
Liu Sihan couldn't describe the feeling of being in a change of guard with the soldiers of the quartermaster department with his team.
He started from the first building that had been recaptured by the soldiers of the Quartermaster Department, and everywhere he passed, the Japanese soldiers lay in wait for corpses, ranging from four or five to twenty or thirty people, and when he reached the fifty-fifth building, he was really stunned.
At that time, there was no doubt that Huo Xiaoshan and another soldier named Shen Chong had mixed in with the Japanese army, and just as he led his troops to the opposite side of the building where they were, Huo Xiaoshan and Shen Chong began to raid the Japanese soldiers guarding the house.
When he walked into the house himself, he counted them one by one, and twenty-one Japanese soldiers had all died in the white-knuckle battle with those two men, their bodies lying on their pillows, and the ground in the house was covered with sticky blood, and they didn't even reach the surface of their feet!
Did twenty-one devils leave so much blood? And how did Huo Xiaoshan and Shen Chong get mixed up in the Japanese army? Then he found the answer in a room with a relatively large door to the adjacent house.
That room was already full of Japanese soldiers' corpses, and the corpses were almost up to the ceiling!
How many devils are here, he Liu Sihan didn't have time to count, but Huo Xiaoshan told him that as long as the Japanese army wanted to reinforce through here last night, he and Shen Chong stayed here.
Huo Xiaoshan and Shen Chong actually knew Japanese!
After they tricked the Japanese reinforcements into the houses, it was a white-knuckle battle, and in the end they could not fight, so they pretended to be dead and hid in the mountain of corpses.
And Shen Chong was really tired and fell asleep, until another group of Japanese soldiers, that is, the twenty-one Japanese soldiers who were finally hacked to death by the two of them, arrived, and found that the room full of dead Japanese soldiers began to count the dead one by one, and the white-knuckle battle inevitably happened again, so another twenty-one devils who should not have come here returned to the place where they should have stayed.
Seeing that this bloody army was standing in front of him, Chi Chengfeng waved his hand and stopped Liu Sihan from continuing to report.
He walked solemnly from the front of the bloody team to the end, soldier by soldier.
From tail to end, still watching soldier by soldier.
In the end, he stopped his gaze on the soldier at the head, he knew that the soldiers of the Quartermaster Department wore Japanese military uniforms during night raids, but if the soldier in front of him did not identify them carefully, he could no longer see the color of the Japanese uniforms, and his eyes were all red, only the eyes were black and shiny.
Those eyes were still the same as the last time they saw them, calm and calm, neither humble nor arrogant to themselves, and they couldn't see the bloodlust that a killing god should have.
As a perceptive and experienced veteran, Chi Chengfeng understood that the owner of these eyes had no joy or sorrow when killing the enemy, and he was not angry, so he would definitely be able to choose the most reasonable way to kill the enemy and save himself at the most complicated and dangerous moment.
Chi Chengfeng faced this god-killing warrior, he didn't say anything, but turned around and ordered: "Bring me three bowls of wine!" ”
Chi Chengfeng's orderlies heard the commander's order in shock and hurriedly went to get wine.
And no one in the bloody team in front of Chi Chengfeng said a word, but the soldiers were a little puzzled, what are you doing with wine, please ask our leader to drink? Why does it have to be three bowls of wine?
When the wine arrived, Chi Chengfeng turned to the north, but unexpectedly knelt down on his knees!
Then he took the wine bowl by bowl and sprinkled it on the ground bowl by bowl.
Seeing that the wine slowly seeped into the ground and turned into wine stains, he whispered as if talking to himself: "Huo Yuan, you gave birth to a good son, a heroic son!" ”
Chi Chengfeng stood up after speaking, but he looked at the soldiers of the Northwest Army who were standing quietly and solemnly around him, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the bloodied soldier and said loudly: "You all show me, his name is Huo Xiaoshan, he is the son of Huo Yuan of our Northwest Army!" He is the son of Huo Yuan, the creator of the Eight Swords of Broken Peak, which you still use every day (to be continued.) )