After Liu Lang said his full plan, the air in the headquarters was almost stagnant.

The eyes of the two brigade commanders and Deng Lao all looked at the future military god who was wearing glasses and had a white face like jade but was extremely burly, which meant that whether he could do it or not would be decided by him, the future of the army, but their eyes betrayed the excitement and desire in their hearts.

Because, they are not civilian cadres, including the future second-generation leaders, they have also led troops to fight, through their own analysis, although Liu Lang's plan is a bit bold, but the probability of success is more than 80%.

For the generals of an army, not to mention the success rate of a battle reaching 80 percent, that is, 51 percent to half, this battle will basically be fought. There is never a 100% sure battle in the world, and it can motivate soldiers with the spirit of victory, but the commander of an army needs to be prepared for defeat in the face of any battlefield.

If it is really done, absolutely, this battle will definitely be recorded in the annals of Chinese history, and everyone here is famous in the book.

Of course, maybe it is not so important to leave a name in history, but if this battle is successful, the danger of the front line in eastern Jindong will be gone. The danger of the battle of Shanxi can also be eased a little. It may even be beneficial to the southeast war situation in the dire straits.

After being silent for a long time, a glimmer of light flashed behind the lenses of the future military god, and asked in a deep voice: "Before I answer your question, you first answer me a question, how much did your independent regiment lose in battle in this annihilation of the 40th Infantry Brigade, and how much did my 386th Brigade lose in battle?" ”

At the mention of battle damage, Liu Lang's brows couldn't help frowning.

Of course, he understands the purpose of the future military god to ask this question, not only to see how many soldiers there are in the two infantry regiments of the Independent Regiment and the 386 Brigade and the 771st Regiment, but more importantly, he wants to analyze Liu Lang's command ability through this, if he ambushes with such a superior terrain and loses 2 to 1 or even 1 to 1, then he would rather give up the monstrous work that may be there than put his main force into the meat grinder battlefield.

Historically, the Red Army made a mistake and had to fight with a strong enemy even though it was not strong, resulting in the sacrifice of countless outstanding officers and soldiers. With a commander of the level of the future god of war, he naturally would not exchange the lives of the elite under his command for any credit. Even if you want to fight the Japanese, you will annihilate the enemy little by little in a war of movement.

In fact, he did the same in the past time and space, and eventually established a guerrilla zone in North China, Jin, Hebei, Shandong, and Henan to block the westward advance of the Japanese army in North China. From the outbreak of the war to the end of the entire war, the 129th Division was the division that destroyed the most enemies and suffered the heaviest losses. There is no danger to defend on the North China Plain, but it has to deal with tens of thousands of Japanese troops in North China, and the degree of danger can be known just by thinking about it.

Liu Lang frowned not because he was afraid that he would not be able to satisfy the future military god, but because he was distressed.

In the previous three hours of encircling and compressing the Japanese invaders, the two regiments suffered about 100 casualties and more than 300 minor and serious casualties, which was already a considerable loss. The final general attack has ended, and the soldiers are still speeding up to clean up the battlefield, and the final battle damage should also be counted, and it will be reported soon.

Nodding at the two of them, Liu Lang strode out of the command headquarters. Beckoned to Sanchuan'er, who was standing far away, to come over, according to his order, the cordon of the headquarters had been extended to 50 meters away, even Sanchuan'er was no exception.

"Sister Xiaohua is seriously injured and is still in emergency surgery." Sanchuan'er handed Liu Lang the final battle damage report that Commander Xu of the 771st Regiment had just taken over with a bitter face, and reported to Liu Lang the news he had just gotten by the way.

Because the seven female soldiers are the first batch of female soldiers of the Independent Regiment, coupled with the hardships they have encountered, they can be said to be the objects of care of the high-level of the entire Independent Regiment, plus Ji Yanxue is their direct leader, so Sanchuan'er naturally has more contact with them, and it is naturally very sad to hear the news that Mi Xiaohua is seriously injured and her life and death are uncertain.

Liu Lang's heart sank slightly. Will there be one less of the seven female soldiers who are determined to avenge their families? Although the seven of them are seven unknown female soldiers in China, they are known to everyone in the Chinese community in the United States. The photo taken by the little foreign girl for them caused an uproar in American society, and the "Aviation Volunteers" also rose because of this. Even when Zhou Dapeng's pilots arrived in Sichuan, China, their first request was to meet the seven of them.

It can be said that the appearance of the seven of them holding steel guns to defend their families and defend the country is the spiritual totem of the Chinese people in a foreign land.

"Pass my order, let Dr. Zhou and them use the new medicine, yes, it is the batch of anti-inflammatory drugs that have not yet been marketed by the field hospital, and tell them that for every time Lao Tzu rescues a seriously wounded person back, whether it is from the 386 Brigade or the Independent Regiment, Lao Tzu will reward the field hospital with 50 yuan of ocean plus a second-class "fearless" medal. After Liu Lang gave the order, he turned around and entered the command headquarters.

Sanchuan'er nodded heavily and turned around and ran to the medical team. Over the past few years, Liu Lang's personality has become more and more calm, and he rarely speaks foul language, and now he directly calls Lao Tzu, which can also be seen in his heavy mood and anxiety.

As Liu Lang's personal orderly soldier and signal soldier, Sanchuan'er didn't dare to look at the number of battle losses written on the report handed over by Regiment Commander Xu, but he knew that every number on it represented the departure of his comrades. I just hope that the young master will not be too sad.

"This is the number of battle losses of the two armies that Commander Xu just reported." Liu Lang's voice was a little muffled, and he gently placed the folded paper in front of the future god of war.

The future god of war's gaze was clear, and he gently opened the somewhat rough paper, which was the office letterhead sent by the 129th Division, which he was very familiar with.

The next moment, Danfeng's eyes behind the lenses suddenly widened, a faint flush surged on his fair face, and he roared softly: "This is impossible." ”

"Division commander, let me see, the 40th Brigade of the Annihilated Infantry Regiment has 6,000 people, and it is acceptable for our army to pay some price." Deng Lao on the side took the battle damage report from his partner and comforted.

Then, when he saw the numbers in the report, he was also stunned, "Commander Liu, the matter of battle damage is also a major matter for the soldiers, you can analyze the strength of the enemy and us to prepare for the next battle, you can't just fool around." ”

"Division commander, political commissar, I'll take a look." The future general took the initiative to reach out and take the report, and after a closer look, the smile on his face could no longer be hidden, "Division commander, political commissar, I can testify to Commander Liu, the number of sacrificed soldiers may have changed slightly because some seriously injured people were not rescued, but the approximate number is so much." ”

Although the current official position of the future second-generation leader is the director of the political training office of the 129th Division, the Red Central Committee is about to issue an order to reinstate the post of political commissar above the regimental level, so the future general simply calls the political commissar directly.

"Lao Chen, you can't believe this, you said that you annihilated more than 6,000 people in the 40th Infantry Brigade, and the two divisions only killed a total of 180 people, seriously injured 308 people, and slightly injured 415 people? His own casualties were less than 1,000 but he wiped out more than 6,000 enemies, 6 to 1 battle damage, no, if you only count the battle dead and serious injuries, you have a 12 to 1 battle damage, aren't you kidding? The voice of the future second-generation leader, who has always been very determined, couldn't help but raise his voice.

If it had been played against the White Army in the past, such a battle loss would not be unusual. However, this time it's with the Japanese! The 115th Division was also an ambush, which also occupied the advantage of the terrain, and it was also ambushed with superior forces, and it was victorious, but its own casualties were more heavy than that of an infantry brigade and regiment that they beat others. From that battle, the red troops knew that the combat power of the little devils was terrifying.

But this so-called battle damage report treats 6,000 little devils like pigs. The machine guns, grenadiers, infantry artillery, mountain artillery, and mountain artillery of the little devils are all eating dry rice?

"Oh, my chiefs! My old Chen is gallant, but how can I joke with you about this? I'm afraid of losing my head, isn't I? The future general called out to hit the sky.

This sentence is reasonable, although this Brigade Commander Chen likes to joke, but they are all old comrades-in-arms who have been together for several years, and they will not use it to fool people in this kind of major matter.

The two looked at each other, both of them full of horror. If this is true data, then this battle is not a simple victory, but a victory that shakes the past and the present, creating a victory with the largest proportion of casualties between the enemy and the enemy in modern Chinese history.

"Let's go, take us to see the fallen and wounded soldiers." The future god of war waved his hand decisively.

It is no longer important to look at Liu Lang's ability, the important thing is that he must confirm this fact and know how Liu Lang and his generals fought this battle.

The bodies of the fallen soldiers had been wrapped in white cloth and placed in a clearing in the woods, and each body was covered with a bouquet of wildflowers and a strip of white cloth with the name of the soldier, his military position, and his place of origin. The independent regiment and the 386 brigade were parked separately, and Chen Buping's coffin was the most conspicuous, placed in the middle of the sacrificed officers and soldiers of the two units.

Standing in front of the "queue" of officers and soldiers who had fallen asleep, the future general whispered to his two leaders the origin of the coffin and who was lying inside, as well as Liu Lang's stubborn request to put a bouquet of wild flowers on the side of each fallen officer and soldier.

The future god of war and the future second-generation leader stood in this wood, looking at the rows of soldiers wrapped in white cloth, silently taking off their hats and saluting.

Long.

The future military god set his eyes on Liu Lang, stood solemnly, raised his hand and gave a military salute.

Liu Lang couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly dodged away, "Chief Liu, what are you doing?" I can't afford it. ”

"Of course you deserve it." Almost didn't give Liu Lang a chance to return the salute, and the future military god who put down his hand looked at the corpse queue again, "I now believe that you only annihilated one infantry brigade of the Japanese at such a small cost, and dropped thousands of explosives to cover the two infantry brigades with the advantage of the canyon, and gradually compressed the living space of the Japanese invaders with superior firepower to annihilate them in one fell swoop. ”

"However, my military salute is not because you, Regiment Commander Liu, played wonderfully. Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, there has never been a shortage of famous generals in China. A glimmer of crystal flashed in the eyes of the future military god, and he continued in the confusion of everyone: "But, you are different, thank you, thank you for giving dignity to these deceased comrades." ”

Squatting down gently, as if afraid of waking up the sleeping person, the future military god gently rubbed the white note on the body on the stretcher under his feet, and slowly read: "Zhao Daqiang, 19 years old, died in battle at 9 o'clock on October 15, how young!" Still a child. ”

"Thank you, Captain Liu, when they pass away, you can not forget to send a bouquet of flowers, so that the young who have no future will not be so lonely when they leave."

Obviously, the future god of war has an unknown emotional side. Regarding this, Liu Lang has never seen it from the records of historical books.

"In this battle, all the commanders and fighters of my 129th Division will accompany you to fight." The voice of the future god of war was not loud but extremely firm.

Liu Lang was overjoyed.

With the support of this man, plus the remnants of Zhao Shoushan's 17th Division, the number of troops he can use is as high as 22,000 people, which is not only not lower than but even higher than the 20th Division, which is now fighting fewer and fewer. Next, it's the turn of Kawagishi Bunzaburo, an old devil, to cry!