"Brother, how do you feel?" Yang Guan leaned down to inspect Shang Jun's injuries, and saw that his pale, trembling and muddy cheeks were like pins, and the flesh and blood on his thighs were blurred, and he was seriously injured. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, it's okay, I can't die!" Shang Jun gritted his teeth and said bitterly, cold sweat was muddy on his face, and his eyes still showed shame, I'm sorry, I hurt the advance team, and I don't know how many brothers I sacrificed?

"Don't think about it, take care of your injuries, the advance team is waiting for you to come back and fight side by side!" Yang Guan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, the injury was too serious and he had to be transferred to the mountains to recuperate, but fortunately, there were guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army nearby.

Standing up and inspecting the warring and greeting each of his wounded brothers, he knew that some things were unclear, and only time was to smooth the wounds.

If the advance team had heavy firepower, this battle would never have been fought so badly, and the advance team was almost drowned by the Japanese army, and Shang Jun knew it.

The Japanese army drove straight into the land of China, completely relying on aircraft and artillery to pave the way, and its military literacy was scum in the face of absolute firepower.

The firepower of the large army of the national army is insufficient, and they are always deflated, and they are very aggrieved, not really greedy for life and afraid of death, but also afraid of the heavy firepower of the Japanese army, and the scene of passive bombing is too terrifying.

Although heavy firepower does not absolutely override the battlefield, if it is not, it will be beaten, especially in this kind of hard battle, the advance team can be said to be in danger of survival.

The knots in Shang Jun's heart are difficult to unravel, there is no right or wrong, only guilt, and I don't know how many brothers have been sacrificed in this battle?

"Report No. 0, the battlefield has been cleaned up, about 20,000 enemies have been annihilated, 58 heavy machine guns have been captured, more than 300 light machine guns have been captured, and grenades ......" Qin Han was like a few treasures, and he kept reporting the results of the battle, and his face was unhappy.

"You kid will spray mud, to the point, how many brothers have we sacrificed in this battle?" Yang Guan looked sad, looking at the sparse figures around him, his heart sank, and he felt a pain.

Qin Han raised his blackened and dusty sleeves to wipe his tears, choked up and said: "More than half of the casualties, more than 700 brothers died, the specific number is still in the statistics, this battle is too embarrassing, zero, all ......"

"Shut up, you kid is messy again, aren't you?" Yang Guan glanced at Shang Jun, who slapped himself, and shouted, pain and shame took root in his heart, didn't this stab a knife in his chest and force him to seek death?

Qin Han followed the instructor's eyes and found the guilty and painful figure, the angry words swallowed his throat, his heart was complicated, he didn't know what it was like, he was not wrong, but how could the advance team be defeated, this flag was the weather vane of the entire advance team, once it was damaged unimaginably, how could he understand what the advance team was defending?

The Eighth Route Army is poor, the advance team is not rich, and no one opposes doing their best to support the Eighth Route Army, but the current situation is a scar, who is right and who is wrong?

The "tom tom tom ......" heavy artillery roared, sending bursts of devastating shells to support the national army, and the battle situation was unknown.

"Report Zero, Li Tao's department called, no need for artillery support, the battle is nearing the end, and a comprehensive encirclement and annihilation have been launched, salute the brothers!" The herald hurried over to report, and was dusty and scattered in the wind.

"Telegraphed to them to be stationed on the spot, don't forget their roots, rely on natural danger to be chased and beaten by the Japanese army, Lao Tzu is ashamed of him, build a fortress, joint defense at all levels, and cut wheat reserves to prepare for a protracted war." Yang Guan was very angry, and vaguely felt that Li Tao had picked up the national army again, and he didn't know how to change it.

"Yes, but Zero, there is no discussion about supporting them with heavy artillery, but many people in the national army are about to snatch the spoils of war, you see?" The herald doesn't want to see the national army, thinking that the support will have to be returned, right? Why should they be given spoils of war to help them win battles?

"Roll the calves, how many good goods can there be under the heavy artillery bombardment, inform them to hold their positions, set up more strongholds in this vast mountainous area, and prepare to fight guerrilla warfare for a long time, whoever withdraws can spit out the spoils of war!" Yang Guan plans for the future, does not care about small profits, and believes that this piece of land that has been contested since ancient times has a future.

The Japanese army relied on the mobile unit to do evil, and when they entered the hilly and mountainous areas, it was a dish, and they could stretch out their chopsticks to eat as much as they wanted, and play as they pleased.

"Yes!" The herald did not dare to say more, so he threw a military salute and turned and trotted away, leaving a wisp of smoke and dust behind.

The sound of the artillery stopped, and the battlefield gradually quieted down, but everyone's eardrums were buzzing, and the aftermath of battle echoed on the nerve strings.

The battlefield did not subside, the soldiers rushed to scavenge for supplies, returned the particles to the warehouse, and burned the corpse of the red stripe with a fire, and a thick black smoke swayed with the wind.

Yang Guan inspected the battlefield, stopped on the hill on the south side, and looked at the fragrant beauty who came in a hurry suspiciously, is there a new situation?

"Huhu" Du Juan panted and climbed the hillside, and before anyone arrived, he arrived: "A telegram has been intercepted, the Japanese troops stationed in Xinyang are assembling, and it is estimated that they are aimed at our advance team." ”

"What did we find at the observation post in the rear?" Yang Guan was calm, staring at her and asking, the Japanese attack was expected, Xinyang was dozens of miles away from here, but there was no need to be nervous because the mountain roads were rugged and difficult.

"There is no response for the time being, don't be careless, I don't know what the situation is on the railway!" The cuckoo frowned, and was very worried when he saw that he had nothing to do, how much should he have hung in this battle just now, not to mention that now that more than half of the casualties of the troops are gone, how can he think so easily?

"What are you nervous about? The probability of the Japanese army attacking is not very high, rushing over at full speed and approaching the night, do you think the little devil has the guts? Yang Guan sat on the ground, propped up the wheel knife and stared at the sky.

"Hey, no, the Japanese didn't know that it was the advance team that plundered the heavy artillery position, they weren't afraid of the national army, why didn't they dare to come?" The cuckoo was pleasantly surprised, and then thought that the advance team had not revealed its identity, and the Japanese army was arrogant, and it would definitely come to the chrysalis in the case of heavy losses and the loss of contact with the four brigades.

"You are too naïve, the Japanese army will not act rashly in the face of no news from the four brigades, and the advance will definitely be carried out, but it is not an attack, at least it will not arrive here until tomorrow." Yang Guan's analysis of the high-level decision-making of the Japanese army is the same for any army, and the four brigades have no news after more than two hours, which is too terrifying, and they absolutely dare not move.

"Your analysis is correct, but you must know that the losses are too great, and it is reasonable for the Japanese army to investigate the cause in a moment of irritability, not everyone is as far-sighted as you!" The cuckoo glared at him with disgust, the advance team was already half-crippled, exhausted, and absolutely not careless at this moment.

"Okay, you go and telegraph Li Tao and the national army to pay attention to the defense, and warn the national army to keep their mouths shut, the advance team has never come, and they fought the battle, understand?" Yang Guan turned his mind to the heart, the ready-made troops can't let them be idle, the benefits, the high hat envelops his heart, and it is better to fight a confused battle.

The cuckoo turned around in three steps, stopped and stopped, and left with both worry and fear, the advance team was really worried about following him, and the hearts of the people would disperse when they were hung again, didn't he understand?

"Boom" and "Da Da Da" The sound of battle was faintly heard in the direction of the railway, and the wind and waves were rippling.