"Boom ......"

"Bang bang bang, bang bang ......"

The sound of artillery and gunfire in the distance became more and more intense, and the fat man frowned and looked in the direction of the position of the independent regiment.

Without speculating, he understood that the independent regiment was blocking the little devil reinforcements.

Every morning at six o'clock, the county town and the little devils guarding the materials will report the situation to each other, so without the little devils sending a distress call, the little devil reinforcements in the county town rushed to the position of the independent regiment.

Listening to the sound of gunfire, according to this level of gunfire, it can be imagined that the position of the independent regiment was fiercely attacked by the little devils.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let the brothers spare the strength to eat milk and load the car, and the Hukou Mountain wine and meat are enough!" The fat man can only encourage these bandits with this.

Because it is completely useless to tell these bandits that it takes less than one minute to carry and load the truck, maybe the independent regiment can reduce the number of soldiers killed and wounded.

If it is profitable, it will be with - this is the law of survival in the roots of bandits.

If it weren't for him leading this group of bandits to get a lot of benefits from the little devils, these bandits might not be so neat for him to drive, and these bandits would not care about the life or death of the independent group.

Of course, in addition to the flying army, the independent regiment will not assist any bandits, and this relationship is entirely because of him.

He sometimes thinks that if Hukou Mountain and the Flying Army don't have him, will Ma Dongming be like this?

Perhaps, it is also for the merger.

Maybe not, because Ma Dongming has no ambitions other than fighting.

This is also one of the reasons why the division commander left Ma Dongming and the independent * group behind, and this is also the reason why he regarded Ma Dongming as a friend.

Seeing that the materials for the construction of power stations hoarded by the little devils were all carried away. He asked Jiang Lai to use an armored car to rear. Let Sai Lao Hu lead the bandits from all walks of life to transport the materials back to Hukou Mountain immediately.

At last. He himself took the veterans of the Flying Army and the special operations team to pick up the independent regiment and withdraw to the mountains.

When I was halfway down the road, I met the stretcher team of the independent regiment that had withdrawn in front.

The fat man's eyes were sharp, and he saw Xiao Li with an anxious expression next to a stretcher, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, so he immediately greeted him.

"Xiao Li, have Lao Ma and Lao Chen withdrawn?" He asked.

When Xiao Li saw him, his eyes turned red. replied with a crying voice: "The regiment commander was hit by a grenade, and the political commissar led the third battalion behind to block the little devil!" ”

"Zhang Liguo, lead the team to pick up Lao Chen's troops!" He hurriedly handed over the command to Zhang Liguo, led the monkey to Xiao Li's side, saw Ma Dongming who fainted in pain at a glance, and said to Zhang Liguo, who was in the whole team: "Remember, evacuate to the mountainous area and pull up the thunder, so that you can get rid of the little devil's pursuers, go!" ”

Zhang Liguo nodded. led the team to hurriedly pass through the stretcher team and ran to the front of the third battalion that was blocking the pursuit of the little devils. The fastest runner was the company platoon commander who was trained by Staff Officer Qin and Zhao Laosan.

He led the stretcher team to evacuate towards the mountainous area, and then returned to Hukou Mountain through the mountain road.

Ma Dongming's injuries were in the lower abdomen and thigh, and the grenade fragments of the grenadier were killed, and he had to be operated on quickly, so he took the stretcher team almost with a running retreat.

When approaching Hukou Mountain, he led the stretcher team to catch up with the bandits from all walks of life transporting supplies, and came to the foot of Hukou Mountain.

When Ma Dongming was sent to the operating room, the fat man knew that he was thirsty and quenched the kettle to drink water, but when he turned around, he found that there were hundreds of wounded, and the nurse with minor injuries could nurse them, but if they were seriously injured, they had to be operated by doctors to remove shrapnel.

He was a little dumbfounded, just Wang Yi is a doctor, he can't do it, once he encounters a big battle with many wounded, there is no way to give first aid at all.

Fortunately, except for Ma Dongming, there are few seriously injured.

Xiao Yan and the nurses of the Eighth Route Army are all old nurses, who can use half of the doctors, and begin to stop bleeding and pain for the seriously injured, and wait for Wang Yi to do a good operation on Ma Dongming, and then operate.

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours later, Wang Yi, who was wearing a mask and covered with blood on his white coat, walked out and said to him who was waiting outside: "Don't worry, the shrapnel is taken out, and you can't die!" ”

He nodded, he wanted to let Wang Yi take a rest, but he saw Wang Yi put on his mask and said to Xiao Yan: "The second seriously injured!" ”

After speaking, Wang Yi turned around and entered the operating room, and Xiao Yan immediately asked the two soldiers to carry the seriously wounded on the stretcher into the operating room.

The fat man couldn't help but sigh, Wang Yi was only when he was doing surgery and writing books, and his firm eyes and expressions fascinated him the most.

I went to the ward and took a look at Ma Dongming, who had done the operation, the effect of the anesthetic had not yet passed, Ma Dongming was still in a coma, Xiao Li was guarding next to him, and there were soldiers standing guard outside the door, and he gradually put his mind at ease.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I saw Sai Lao walking quickly, and when I saw him, he said: "The looted materials are being transported up the mountain, and the ashes are piled up into a mountain!" ”

Let Sai Lao Hu go and let Uncle Biao prepare wine and meat for 3,000 people, and let Mars lead people to count the goods and distribute materials for storage.

There is a lot of rain in spring, and of course these materials need to be stored in the large karst cave in the back mountain, which is also convenient for the power station to be used when the power station is started.

Mars was so surprised to see so many materials, and asked Liang Wenshu and Chi Han to lead the team to help and start counting all kinds of materials, so that he could optimize the construction of the power station based on the number of materials.

Sixty-seven Zhai didn't come here while eating and drinking, so the three thousand people started together, and soon put all kinds of materials in the big cave, and then began to rest.

At the end of the day, Zhang Liguo and Chen Lizhong came back with a team to block the pursuit of the little devils, and the wounded were sent to the field hospital, but everyone drooped their heads and was not in a high mood.

The fat man got the news and came to the spot to take a look, and there were only more than 200 soldiers left in the three battalions led by Chen Lizhong, and more than 200 people were killed or wounded.

Coupled with the previous battle, the independent regiment blocked the strength of a wing of the little devil for more than two hours this time, and lost one-third of its combat effectiveness, which means that the number of casualties was close to 500!

"This time, the little devil's firepower is very strong, and two planes have been dispatched!" Chen Lizhong was injured in the arm, the bullet pierced, and the bone was not injured, and the nurse said to him after stopping the bleeding and disinfecting: "The sacrifice rate of the soldiers is so high because the little devil has a precision shooting team, about a hundred people!" ”

He didn't squeak, but frowned, his eyes were like electricity, and sure enough, Takeda began to engage in a special operations detachment.

"How's the old horse's injury?" Chen Lizhong asked him.

"The shrapnel has been taken out, the anesthetic has not passed, and he is still in a coma, but don't worry, Wang Yi said that he can't die, he can't die!" He said to Chen Lizhong, the corners of his mouth trying to squeeze out a smile.

Ma Dongming is fine, which is barely good news...... (To be continued.) )