991 Post-war summary meeting

There were other heroes who ran over with the old ginseng, but after hearing Long Ye's arrogant words, several people were a little unconvinced.

Why are we in a hurry to send your children into your hands, and you still don't want to? Do you look down on our men outside the customs to make a show? Are you just your soldiers......

Of course, we admit that your soldiers are powerful, but we are not inferior, aren't we just not as well equipped as you?

The old ginseng man is old and refined, he has already guessed the thoughts in the hearts of those strange-looking people, and he can't help sneering in his heart: "This group of two hundred and five, you still want to mix with these little hearts, and sooner or later you will be eliminated ...... goods."

Age in life is a wealth, and no one will tell you a lot of experience in vain, you can only understand it yourself.

If Long Ye made all kinds of promises to the old ginseng with a smile today, then the old ginseng would not dare to bring out the elite, because there is no good in the world, and there are many traps behind the smile.

I never expected that General Xiang would actually say that he would train his troops and that he would train them to the death! Now the old man was right.

It takes a lot of manpower and material resources to train troops, it is necessary to select outstanding officers to teach them, and it is necessary to spend money to buy equipment and arm these people.

Since people are willing to take the trouble to train you, it is not to use you as cannon fodder, this is the same as the principle of doing business, the bigger and more investment, the more you hope for a greater and longer return.

Therefore, General Xiang's attitude is the real attitude of cooperation, but it is a pity that many people who lack the heart have not figured it out until now.

Forget it, the old ginseng has no obligation to explain, now the eastern sky has lit up with fish belly white, the battlefield is cleaning faster and faster, breakfast has begun to be prepared, many soldiers and civilians have begun to collect wood, and the bonfire on the field has been lit.

Although the battle is over, there is still a lot of follow-up work, the battlefield counts the casualties of both sides, checks the identity of the dead, treats the wounded, captures and detains, and buries the bodies are all very important work.

After preliminary statistics, the total strength of the Russian army in this battle was 1,200 people, not the 1,500 people described in the previous intelligence, of which 400 were killed in battle, 600 were captured, and the other 200 people were not found.

In contrast, the casualty rate of the volunteers was smaller, with 300 killed and 200 seriously wounded, and more than 100 people in Sandaogou were killed and lost.

Long Ye Tie blushed and paced by the bonfire, beside him Ye Qiu and other middle-level commanders, "There is a problem with this battle, there is too much problem! The casualties should not be so large, our weapons are superior, the number of soldiers is also superior, and it is still a sneak attack, and we actually killed three hundred in battle? I broke a tooth in the first battle, how can we fight in the future?"

"Hold a summary meeting, immediately hold a summary meeting with the squad platoon company as a unit, everyone should speak and summarize the lessons learned, the class meeting minutes will be sent to the platoon commander to summarize, and the platoon commander's records will be sent to the company commander to summarize, and finally handed over to my hands......"

"Remember, our ultimate goal is very clear, to create an independent state in the Far East, and the war will go on for a very long time, maybe three, five, or ten years......"

"For such a long time, every soldier has been our baby pimple, and we must not be sent to death in vain...... Three hundred! Three hundred lives are lost here, hateful!

Long Ye was not so much reprimanding his subordinates as he was reprimanding himself, the battle of Sandaogou was actually completely contrary to Xiao Letian's plan.

In the prime minister's plan, after the landing of the volunteers, they should be broken into pieces as soon as possible, and the company and platoon should be used as a unit to operate between the white mountains and black waters, and the battle should be based on sneak attacks, ambushes, and cold guns.

Win the hearts and minds of the people with non-stop small victories, and finally get the support of the vast number of aborigines, and then carry out large-scale battles when the time is ripe.

Long Ye can understand the Prime Minister's train of thought, but when it comes to the process of implementation, he will subconsciously bring in some of his own emotions, and this self-emotion has also been catered to by many middle-level officers.

Especially those Japanese samurai, they desperately need a brilliant victory, and their national nature is to be quick and violent.

Long Ye felt this sentiment of the Japanese, and he knew that these Japanese would not stop without a real bloody battle, so the Battle of Sandaogou broke out under the combined action of various factors.

A bonfire was lit on the field, and a squad of ten people sat around the bonfire to begin the post-war summary meeting. At this time, Japan still admired Chinese culture, so kanji and Chinese were the most important foreign languages for Japanese people.

Sixty percent of the samurai in the Volunteers could speak some simple Chinese, and even the wild samurai were able to write some basic Chinese characters.

The aborigines of the Far East really couldn't understand how these soldiers could be so strange, and after the bloody battle, they didn't rest or eat quickly, and they actually held a meeting as soon as possible.

"Damn, what kind of army is this? Everyone takes out a small notebook to write and draw, is it all literate?"

"This is impossible! I have never heard of a big-headed soldier who can read and write, and those who can read and hyphenate are not all officials?"

What made them even more incomprehensible was that it was obviously a victory, but everyone in the meeting was like a mourner, and their expressions were unusually solemn.

The reason is simple, this bloody battle completely shocked the hearts of the samurai, and the Russian soldiers who were furious like war bears last night taught them a very important lesson.

All their previous arrogance was dispelled, and they finally knew that they were not invincible, and that there was a more fanatical fighting spirit in this world than Bushido.

They can still fight hard with several knives in their bodies, they don't know the pain when they grasp the blade with their bare hands, their strong physique can blow the weak head with a single punch, and what is even more terrifying is the smell of blood that broke out in their war.

Ye Qiu walked over to a bonfire, looked at the silent crowd, and said coldly: "Last night, we actually won very reluctantly, because the real elite of the Russian army is only more than 200 people, and the rest are natives of the Tunguska region, and they are Cossack servant troops!"

"We have just interrogated, Vladivostok sent three hundred Cossacks here to attack the Qingdao gold mine, if those three hundred people are still there, even if we win last night, how much blood will be shed? Have you ......ever thought about it?"

"Now, open your hearts, say what you really think, and throw away all that is old, for future wars will be more complicated than you can imagine......"