Seeing the little devils receding like a tide, Zhang Shaofang and the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division let out a long breath.

And Yang Yun had a cold face, and his eyes were full of disdain as he looked at the retreating little devil.

Unlike the officers and men of the 113th Division, who were in a different mood at the moment, the brothers of the new regiment were proud at the moment.

For the 113th Division, this victory may not have come easily, but for a division that has always won, a small victory is really nothing.

The battle situation just now was extremely dangerous and tragic for the officers and men of the 113th Division; But for the brothers of the new regiment, it is really nothing, especially those veterans of the new regiment who have experienced the battle after the break in Changzhou and the battle of Nanjing.

In the Battle of Changzhou, in order to buy time for the retreat of the large army, hundreds of brothers of the new battalion blocked a reorganized infantry brigade of the little devils outside the city of Changzhou.

Although the result was a victory, it was a tragic victory, the entire new battalion had more than 800 brothers, and in the end more than 100 people survived, of which most of them were seriously wounded, and there were even fewer who could fight, and those who were intact, including Yang Yun, the commander of the new battalion, did not have a single one; The fierceness of this battle can be imagined.

In the Battle of Nanjing, the new regiment also fought to the end, but in the end, only the regiment commander Yang Yun led a dozen officers and soldiers to evacuate from the main battlefield in Nanjing.

As for the rest of the brothers, they were all buried on the battlefield, and many of the brothers who died in the battle didn't even bother to bury their bodies, let alone bury them.

As a great man once said: burying bones in the mulberry ground, life is everywhere green mountains!

Of course, there were a small number of brothers who were evacuated in advance, but only a small number of injured brothers.

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After the battle, the officers and soldiers of the coalition were not idle, and some of them began to rebuild the fortifications in preparation for the next battle.

Because they all know that the little devil will never give up, or it will not be long before he will kill again.

And more officers and soldiers are helping their comrades to deal with their wounds, especially the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division, because they have fought with the little devils, their wounded are particularly large......

The picture pulls back to the temporary headquarters of the little devils at the rear of the battlefield.

Looking at the group of officers and soldiers who retreated like a tide in front of them, the captain of the 18th Wing of the little devil, Takeyoshi Murakami, and the captain of the 34th Wing, Inoue Kaneto, were gloomy and did not say a word, only the stuffy breath kept coming out of the nasal cavity, and the chest was also rising and falling violently, obviously, the two of them were already angry to the extreme.

On the other hand, the captain of the 6th Wing, Yoshimasa Matsuyama, and the commander of the 68th Wing, Sadatake Kawasaki, were not only sad and indignant about their own defeat, but had a hint of schadenfreude on their faces.

Yes, just schadenfreude.

At this moment, the two of them couldn't be happier in their hearts.

"Humph! Takeshi Murakami, Inoue Kaneto, we didn't want to teach you experience at the beginning, and they mocked us in turn, thinking that they were very awesome, why aren't they awesome now? ”

Matsuyama Yoshimasa and Kawasaki Sadatake's inner thoughts Takeshi Murakami and Inoue Kaneto are clear, and they all wrote these thoughts on their faces, and they almost didn't say it.

However, for the ridicule of the two, Takeshi Murakami and Inoue Kaneto were helpless.

It's that simple!

"Matsuyama-kun, Kawasaki-kun, how will this battle be fought next, and you will all express your opinions, right?"

After Murakami Takeshi pondered for a moment, he suppressed the anger in his heart and turned to Matsuyama Yoshimasa and Kawasaki Sadatake to ask aloud.

At this moment, his posture has been lowered very low, and he no longer has the arrogance and arrogance he had before.

There is no way, who makes it impossible for their 18th and 34th Wings alone to break through the enemy's defense line and take the enemy's position.

Looking at the current situation, even if we attack again, I am afraid that we will not achieve much success, and if we do not do it, the casualties will only be even worse.

Therefore, he can only lower his posture and strive to let the Sixth Wing and the Sixty-eighth Wing attack together next time, although the Sixth Wing and the Sixty-eighth Wing have been seriously attrition in the Mingguang War, and their strength is not as good as before. But there is nothing left after all.

And although Murakami Takeshi did not personally lead the troops to charge at the forefront of the battle, he has been standing in the rear and paying attention to the battle situation ahead.

He could see that the strength of the enemy army was not so strong that it would make them fearful, and it was even inferior to their 18th and 34th Wings.

The reason why they have been able to repel their own attacks again and again is simply because of their geographical advantage.

If the battle is started, even without the help of the 34th Wing, their 18th Wing will be able to completely annihilate these humble and timid officers and soldiers.

As a proud captain of the Imperial Daisa, Murakami Takeshi has such self-confidence.

It's not that he is arrogant, but since he stepped on Chinese soil, their 18th Wing has been invincible, invincible, and invincible.

It was victory after victory and absolute strength that gave him such confidence.

Even if the attack was frustrated at this moment, he did not doubt the strength of his own side, let alone feel how strong the combat effectiveness of the coalition officers and soldiers was.

Their vanguard was only a little away from the coalition position, and they were only a little short of being able to enter the coalition position, annihilate all the coalition officers and soldiers in the trenches, so as to take this position, and take advantage of the situation to break through the Linhuai Pass in front and take the first advantage.

In Murakami's view, the strength of the enemy army has been fully revealed, but they have not.

With the assistance of the 6th and 68th Wings, they would be able to break through the enemy's position.

"Huh! Murakami-kun, have you forgotten what you just said? Say you don't need our 6th and 68th Wings to break through the enemy's positions. Now you're asking us what we mean, are you farting what you said before? ”

Instead of touching the captain of the Sixth Wing, Takeshi Murakami's lowered posture, but let Matsuyama Yoshimasa seize this opportunity to humiliate him.

Although the commander of the 68th Wing, Sadatake Kawasaki, did not speak, the expression on his face was the same as that of Matsuyama Yoshimasa, and it was obvious that they were already wearing the same pants at the moment.

No, it should be said that they have long been wearing the same pants.

"Yaga! Yours...... Yours...... Yours! ”

For Takeshi Murakami, lowering his posture was a difficult choice, and when he heard Matsuyama Yoshimasa's ridicule at this moment, he was immediately ashamed and annoyed, pointing at him with one hand, but he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

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(End of chapter)