Kunomura Momoyo's first melee brigade began to quietly move in, and on the Phoenix Mountain position, the Chinese troops were ready for a desperate battle.

The engineer company, under the leadership of company commander Tian Wu, dug fortifications under Japanese shells and bullets to strengthen the firing points, and the reconnaissance company, under the leadership of company commander Chen Zhengwei and deputy company commander Han Sui, continued to reconnoiter the surrounding area.

The troops of the special service battalion and the troops of Huang Gang's second battalion are currently the main force, and the two battalions are deployed at the front line, and the soldiers have repelled the first round of Japanese attacks.

The troops of the cavalry battalion were on standby behind the mountain, and once the Japanese troops launched a roundabout operation, the cavalry battalion would attack and contain the Japanese troops.

The only twelve remaining artillery pieces of the brigade were also deployed on the mountain, and the artillery commander Zheng Jingjing took off his military uniform, and he was shirtless and personally began to fire shells.

"Hurry up and change the cold water, the water in the tank can boil eggs." On the position of the Seventh Company halfway up the mountain, Zhang Wenbin, the commander of the Seventh Company, who personally controlled a Makqin heavy machine gun, shouted loudly.

The two fighters immediately came over with a bucket of cold water, and they immediately poured out the hot water in the tank and poured it into it.

The red barrel was also sprinkled with cold water, and the water droplets were quickly evaporated, Zhang Wenbin looked at the machine gun, and he immediately began to bend down and patrol the position.

After returning to the heavy machine gun again, Zhang Wenbin crouched in the trench, and he lit a cigarette.

"Lao Zhang, how many light machine gun bullets do you have here, I don't want bullets for Type 38 rifles, I want the kind of special bullets that are captured and distributed to light machine guns."

Han Mu, the commander of the fifth company of the second battalion, came to Zhang Wenbin, Han Mu squatted beside Zhang Wenbin, and he said anxiously.

"There are six boxes of 3,000 rounds here, and I'll give you three." Zhang Wenbin did not hesitate, he immediately replied.

The company commanders will compete for combat missions in peacetime, and they will also compete for the spoils of war, and each company commander usually meets as if they are enemies, but when they are fighting, they are of the same heart and one mind, because they all know that the enemy is a little devil.

Type 38 rifle bullets and crooked handle light machine gun bullets can be used universally, but using Type 38 rifle bullets to shoot, Type 38 light machine guns are prone to jamming, but with special machine gun bullets, the chance of jamming will be reduced.

"How's it going?" Han Mu didn't say a word of thanks, he asked softly, and at the same time, a brother of life and death in the trench said that it was too polite to say thanks.

"A third of the casualties, this group of little devils is not only fierce but also cunning and ruthless, they are not easy to deal with, fortunately, the plane did not on Lao Tzu's head, otherwise the casualties will be greater, but if the fight continues like this, I am afraid that the troops will have to fight out." Zhang Wenbin said with a solemn face.

"We're about to lose half of our casualties, so I have to go back quickly." Han Mu said hurriedly.

As soon as Han Mu's words fell, the Japanese artillery shells hit over, and the artillery detachment of the first brigade of the Japanese melee began to shoot, and one shell after another accurately hit the position.

"Prevent the cannon from entering the hole!" Zhang Wenbin threw away the cigarette, and he shouted loudly.

While the Japanese artillery was firing, the main force of the 1st Brigade of the melee quietly turned around and left.

In Liangshan, Songxi River, Xiyang County, Liu Qian came here panting in a truck, and she was ordered by Zhao Lin of the logistics department to rush here.

Liu Qian was followed by two of the best surgeons of the health team and four professional nurses, escorted by a platoon of soldiers.

Sun Weiguo must have a radio station to follow, Yan Jiaming has asked the communication corps to contact the logistics office, so that the logistics department immediately sent doctors and nurses over, he was worried that Sun Weiguo would have an accident before he was sent to the rear, in order to prevent affecting the morale of both sides, Yan Jiaming did not dare to say that Sun Weiguo was injured.

After coming to the bottom of the mountain, Liu Qian hurriedly asked the soldiers to prepare a simple operating room, and a tent was immediately set up.

None of the people who came here asked who was injured, but everyone knew in their hearts that judging from the current situation, the status of the injured person must not be low.

"It's not him, it's definitely not him, he's definitely not going to get hurt."

Liu Qian muttered to herself while preparing the equipment used for the operation, her beautiful cheeks were unconsciously covered with cold sweat.

"Don't shoot, your own people." A voice was heard in the distance, and a truck drove slowly.

More than twenty fighters covered in blood came quickly with a stretcher, and the stretcher was carried directly into the tent.

Liu Qian hurriedly glanced at the wounded on the stretcher, and with a "clanging sound", the scalpels in the plate fell to the ground one after another.

"It's the brigade commander." One nurse exclaimed.

"Stop the nonsense, hurry up and rescue it!" Yan Jiaming couldn't help but scold angrily.

Liu Qian carefully picked up the scalpel on the ground, and she slowly came to Sun Weiguo.

Looking at Sun Weiguo who was in a coma, Liu Qian's legs trembled involuntarily.

"Rescue, rescue." Liu Qian muttered to herself.

Yan Jiaming and others were driven outside, and the doctors began the operation, Liu Qian's face turned pale, but she still insisted on participating in the treatment.

Liu Qian's father is a famous miracle doctor in Nanguan Town, Pingding County, and she herself has studied Western medicine, and Liu Qian is the best in the health team.

But in the face of the injured person is Sun Weiguo, Liu Qian's heart is about to break.

The personnel inside the tent were unusually nervous and cautious, while the personnel outside the tent looked nervously inside the tent, their faces showing anxious expressions.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's me who didn't protect the brigade commander well." Sun Weiguo's guard Xiao Wang squatted on the ground, and he said with a face full of self-reproach.

In fact, when the cannonball exploded, Xiao Wang wanted to press Sun Weiguo under him, but his reaction was one step slower than Sun Weiguo, and Sun Weiguo directly pressed him under him.

"Company Commander Yan, Director Zhao Lin of the Logistics Department sent a telegram to ask if it was a bamboo sword that was injured." At this time, the communications soldier came to Yan Jiaming, and he handed Yan Jiaming the telegram he had just received.

The bamboo sword is the code name of Sun Weiguo, at this time, the collar badge of the staff officers of the Chinese army is very Chinese, and the two collar badges of the general Chinese staff officers are one of the ranks, and the other is two crossed bamboo canes, which means to strategize.

Sun Weiguo's command of the battle can be regarded as strategizing, and at the same time, Sun Weiguo can personally lead the troops to fight, so the bamboo sword has become Sun Weiguo's code name, which means that Sun Weiguo can not only strategize, but also a sharp sword.

"Call back, Zhujian was injured, and the current injury is unknown." Yan Jiaming hesitated, he couldn't hide this matter, he decided to tell Zhao Lin about it.