Now that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are all gathered outside, and the snipers are not easy to start, Shen Long finished cleaning up the surrounding enemies and began to observe the remaining waves of battles.

Shen Long could clearly see that although the height of the Japanese soldiers was generally short, almost every soldier was stout and muscular, and his face was glowing with well-nourished oil, whether it was a thrust or a block, and he had a well-trained explosiveness on his arms.

In contrast, the Eighth Route Army's battlefield soil showed a thin figure, and his face also showed a malnourished discolor, and the disparity in the economic strength of the two countries was reflected in the quality of individual soldiers, which made Shen Long feel very distressed.

But Shen Long also found that the soldiers of the Independent Regiment were indeed different from other troops, they had a common temperament, that is, they were fierce and decisive, and they had the courage to fight desperately with the enemy.

In the battle, soldiers kept falling, and even Zhao Gang now gave up command and joined the battle team, and now there is no need and really no way to command, Zhao Gang kept shooting with a shell gun, and he didn't see that his marksmanship was quite accurate, and there were constantly little devils falling under his gun.

But when Zhao Gang was about to shoot at the opponent of Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the second company, he was stopped by Li Yunlong, "Old Zhao, don't shoot, we are playing with cold weapons today, I, Li Yunlong, can't let the devils laugh at us and don't follow the rules." ”

Zhao Gang glared at him and didn't speak, now there is only this little devil left on the battlefield, let him play, and he will lead people to start treating the wounded and cleaning the battlefield.

Shen Long also stepped forward to help with the hygienist, only occasionally glanced at Zhang Dabiao and the little devil lieutenant who was fighting against him, Zhang Dabiao and the Japanese lieutenant had passed five or six moves in a blink of an eye, and the military uniforms on both of them were slashed by blades, and the blood soaked the military uniforms.

Zhang Dabiao's left flank and arm were cut by a bayonet, but the Japanese lieutenant did not take advantage, his shoulders and arms were also bleeding, especially the face was cut from left to right by the blade, and even his nose was opened.

Li Yunlong was relieved of Zhang Dabiao, holding the ghost head knife in both hands while watching and commenting, Shen Long reminded loudly, "Second Company Commander, this little devil is empty, you attack him." ”

Shen Long's kung fu is well known in the entire independent regiment, Zhang Dabiao heard that it was really so, immediately dodged the little devil's bayonet one by one, the big knife swept against the ground, the little devil lieutenant could not understand Chinese, suffered a loss of not understanding foreign languages, did not expect Zhang Dabiao to have this hand, was cut off ankle and fell to the ground, Zhang Dabiao made up 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 the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who fell to the ground around him, as well as those injured soldiers, his expression became solemn, although he eliminated the little devils of the two squadrons this time, his own sacrifice must be a lot, right? According to past experience, Li Yunlong felt that his independent regiment would have more than 300 fewer people.

"Lao Zhao!" Li Yunlong grabbed Zhao Gang, who was passing by him, his mouth trembled twice, and he still endured his sadness and asked, "Is our damage big this time?" ”

"Our preparation this time is not enough, the reserve team did not catch up in time, the losses are indeed heavy, I just made a rough count, about 112 soldiers died, more than 200 were injured, of which there may be fifty or sixty unable to return to the team!" This means that dozens more fighters will be disabled or even killed.

"If Xiao Shen hadn't come up with the Tufa penicillin, our sacrifice might have been even more!" Zhao Gang's eyes were a little red, although he had experienced many wars, but every time he saw those sacrificed soldiers after the war, he felt sad, these were young people in the right grade.

They should have been studying in the school, they should have been working in the fields and factories, they should have gone home after a busy day, they should have had a shabby but warm dinner, and then they sat by the fire with their families, but now they had to go to the battlefield and die here.

"What? Only more than a hundred sacrifices? Li Yunlong was stunned by this data, he originally estimated that the casualties this time would definitely exceed three hundred, even if he entered the white-knuckle battle in the past, the exchange ratio between the little devil and the Eighth Route Army was almost one to one.

"What's wrong! More than a hundred, you're too little! "This time Zhao Gang is really hot!

"It's not! No! Lao Zhao, I didn't mean that! Li Yunlong also realized that he had said the wrong thing, "I originally thought that this sacrifice would definitely be even greater. ”

"If you attack according to your plan, there will definitely be more than three hundred! If it weren't for Xiao Shen finding out the number of enemies in advance, we would have been prepared; And to make such powerful mines, and to attack with grenades, and to use sharpshooters to knock out the machine gunners, grenadiers, and officers of the little devils, we don't know how many people will be filled in! Zhao Gang felt scared when he thought about it now.

If it is really as Li Yunlong said, the big guy will lie on the ground and wait for the little devil to come, then the sacrifice will be great, and it will be quadrupled.

"Lao Li, it's a good thing to dare to show the sword, but before showing the sword, we have to think clearly, and try to formulate a tactical plan that fits the reality, so that even if the soldiers sacrifice, it is worth the sacrifice!" Zhao Gang remembered a sentence that he didn't know from there, the only difference between a famous general and a mediocre general was that a famous general would make his subordinates' deaths more valuable.

In the past, he didn't quite understand it, but when he saw this scene today, he suddenly realized that since it is a war, then sacrifice is inevitable, and as a commander, the biggest responsibility is to make their sacrifice more valuable, so as to achieve the final victory of the war.

In this battle, the first battalion of the independent regiment lost 112 people, the Japanese army lost 371 people, the two squadrons were completely annihilated, and the entire anti-Japanese battlefield was shaken.

Yoshio Suzuka, commander of the Japanese First Army in Shanxi, was playing Go with his subordinates when he received the news, he was first speechless with shock, and then angrily drew his saber and cut the Go board to pieces, he was angry that the Eighth Route Army, which was as poor as Hanako, dared to take the lead in attacking the first-class Kwantung Army troops, and 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, and Yan Xishan, commander of the Second Theater of the Guo Army, in addition to the commendation, also rewarded Li Yunlong's regiment with two yuan in the ocean.

Li Yunlong triumphantly sent someone to Li Yunlong to send Chu Yunfei a Japanese command knife and a pair of military binoculars, and also brought a letter, so that he could show off his life.