Night, September 13th.

The company was full of 184 people, and when we evacuated here, there were only 36 men left.

Including me, there are only 14 veterans.

148 soldier cards, handed over to the logistics again, a heavy bag, was taken away by the non-commissioned officer of the logistics with a blank face, I saw him put these bags into the backpack like a baby, and he didn't even dare to wipe the blood stains on the bag.

Isn't it babyy?

I used to think that these things that represented the life of a warrior were terrible, but now, when I see them, I can only give birth to infinite anger......

The mood of blacks is strange.

After they saw the appearance of the logistics officer's baby soldier card, they caressed the soldier card they were carrying affectionately as if they were touching a lover.

Their soldier card is different from ours, it is wooden, and it should have been processed in logistics in the past few days.

I asked Adus, and the black guy said that the imperial army officer who gave them this brand told them that it had their identification number on it, and that there would be an imperial pension after death, and the guy said that he thought he was lying to himself, but now he knows that it is the truth.

The young man told me that the pension of ten gold coins was worth selling his life to an empire.

Ten gold coins?

It's cheap......

I remember that the pension for a year of soldiers in the empire starts at 100 gold coins, right? My bereavement should have more than 400 gold coins.

September 17th.

My company is full again.

This time it was 217 people, but the bad news was that there were only a hundred blacks in it, and the rest were stupid pilgrims.

I'd rather have blacks than the Holy Pilgrimage pit goods that claim to be from the same source as us, but there is no way, there are only so many blacks who meet the minimum qualification requirements now, and they can only make up for it by the holy pilgrimage pit goods.

We will go to the battlefield in three days, and there will be only three days to run in the company.

We are like consumables, constantly being consumed, consumed on the battlefield, replenished, on the battlefield, beaten into remnants, returned, and then replenished, and constantly consumed.

September 21.

We lost three inches of position during the day and recaptured two inches at night, this is already a dead law, and the Eastern Expeditionary Army is also accustomed to this way, and is prepared to lose two inches of position.

But this time they didn't expect us to counterattack, right?

During the day we lost three inches of position, and at night we recaptured ten inches in one fell swoop.

However, the main force of the operation is the full number of companies, and those companies that still account for the majority of their own people are the main attack this time, looking at their overwhelming offensive, I am thinking:

With another 300,000 imperial troops, can we beat the Dog's Day Crusade Army into a dead dog?

Alas, the strength of our army is our biggest shortcoming!

However, this group of rookies under my command saw the appearance of the imperial army beating the Eastern Expeditionary Army, and their morale was high, well, I also have the confidence to hold on to them for three days.

It is said that ten years of military training is not as good as a war, I don't know if the noodles from the Holy Dynasty can transform?

It's the last time I called them noodles, after all, they are all fighting side by side with us now, this title, let him hang in history!

I hope they can fight more and more heroically!

September 25th.

Another three days of fighting were over.

On the first day, the rookie performed poorly.

The next day, it was not satisfactory.

On the third day, I was already satisfied!

Although they are still very poor in my opinion, compared to the way they were driven by the Crusade Army like dogs, I was amazed by their performance in these three days!

It's not a loss of bloodline from the same source, they still haven't forgotten the martial arts that their ancestors rose up in the Eastern Continent like slashing thorns!

I admit that my previous evaluation of them was too biased, and now they have refreshed my understanding, and I silently apologize to them for the previous misunderstanding.

The three days of fighting were over, and my company, now with only 78 men left, knew that in two days it would be full again, and then we would be thrown into the furnace again to forge ......

It's just that let me have a carnival for the past three days!

October 2nd.

The third owner of this diary, Captain Zhao Hao, commander of the 200th Company of the 1st Composite Battalion of the 3rd Brigade of the Black Flag Army, died in yesterday's battle.

He gave me the diary and asked me to continue writing it on his behalf, and at the same time gave me another responsibility—he also gave me the whole 3rd Company.

I was shocked.

There are currently 9 soldiers of the Imperial Army in the 3rd Company, but I didn't expect Captain Zhao Hao to hand over the position of acting company commander to me-

Give me this officer from the Holy Dynasty, an officer they call the Noodle Army!

Yesterday's day was very extraordinary, October 1st, this day has been regarded as a shame by our holy pilgrimage, but it is China's National Day, 664 years ago today, China established their empire on the corpse of the holy pilgrimage, but I didn't expect that yesterday after 664 years, we actually fought side by side with the Chinese army on the far island!

And just yesterday, I, an officer born and raised in the Holy Dynasty, took over the position of Captain Zhao Hao and became the acting company commander of the 3rd Company.

He died, but I will carry on his legacy, take the imperial army, take our army, and continue to fight!

Here, after all, is our territory!

October 4th.

The three-day guard mission was completed, and our company withdrew.

I thought that I would be stripped of my position by the commander of the 1st Battalion, but what I didn't expect was that Lieutenant Colonel Shi Kefa, who was the acting commander of the 1st Battalion, solemnly wrote down his acceptance and appointed me as the commander of the 3rd Company.

It is said that I was the first Pilgrim soldier to be officially appointed as a company commander by the Chinese army.

I was honored and terrified at the same time, just like this diary, his previous owners were very heroic warriors, and what about me? Can you be as heroic as they are? Can you continue to fight with your company in this increasingly brutal war?

I don't dare to live up to the trust from China, and I don't dare to carelessly ruin the view that I have finally reversed, for the honor of the Holy Pilgrimage army, I must work hard to be this company commander!

Let's fight, Li Mu!

October 8th.

The recruits were added, and when they learned that I was an officer of the Holy Dynasty, they all felt incredible, and seeing their relieved looks, I couldn't bear to tell them the cruel truth!

During my training, I heard private discussions about the horrific casualties on the front line, which made my colleagues afraid of being used as cannon fodder, and some people even insisted that we were going to be used as cannon fodder.

But I saw the facts of the previous battles very clearly, no one regarded us as cannon fodder, and the reason why our casualties were high was because of our own poor fighting quality!

I admire the Imperial Army for this.

And now all I have to do is tell the newcomers what I know, and then take them with me, fight and live!

October 10th.

A sad briefing was received today.

The position where the headquarters of the 1st Battalion of the 200th Brigade was formed was subjected to a key attack by the Eastern Expeditionary Army, and after repelling many attacks, it was covered by incendiary and white phosphorus bombs, and the entire battalion headquarters and guard company, more than 140 people, died collectively, and no one survived.

Not long ago, I took over the appointment from Lieutenant Colonel Scofa, but I didn't expect that after only a few days, that cold officer would be killed.

In the blink of an eye, heaven and man are separated!

I thought that my nerves were thick enough after the previous battle, but I didn't expect to be shocked by the news.

Or maybe I thought that I would end up like this one day.

If I die, I would like to be buried with these heroic spirits in this bloody place!

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