Dry invaders, this is the eternal theorem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since you little Japanese have chosen to come to China to bring calamity to the Chinese people, then be prepared to die.

Chinese are not all soft persimmons, is it your little Japanese who said to pinch it?

Joke! If you don't accept it, if you don't accept it, we'll do it, you.

"Yang Dali, lead people to clean up the battlefield, it's still the same sentence, take everything that can be taken, and kill all the living little devils." Wang Liang barely stood up and ordered Yang Dali, who was lying on the ground panting.

They all collapsed.

After such a fight, those who did not collapse definitely pretended to be dead. 、

"Yes--battalion commander." Yang Dali replied weakly, gritted his teeth and stood up, it was so fucking tiring.

*******

Two hours later, the battle count was clear.

The Eighth Route Army suffered 168 casualties and 232 wounded (minor and serious wounded).

All 306 little devils hung up, and of course, many of them died by mending knives when they cleaned up the battlefield later.

Wang Liang had to admit that this was a victory, but the price was a bit heavy.

In the final analysis, the victory of this battle was due to the use of the devil's light on the enemy, as well as the advantageous terrain and mines, rocks, and ......

"Settle the wounded, set up guard posts, and set up a defensive line to prevent the devils from sneaking up again. Yang Dali, the soldiers of your company come with me. Although Wang Liang knew that the devil would definitely not go into the mountains to search and suppress, he still took precautions, not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

There are so many wounded people, which is the most headache for Wang Liang, but fortunately, there are few gunshot wounds, most of them are knife wounds, and there is no need to take bullets.

The veterans in the team all have basic bandaging skills, and it is only a matter of time before they cooperate with the various medicinal herbs in the mountain.

What Wang Liang has to do now is to build some residences, and he can't spend the night in the open air. 、

This is about to enter November, it is late autumn, the weather has turned cooler, the mountains are even colder, and the soldiers are all single-clothed, so Wang Liang considered that there must be a house.

Caves can be dug and trees can be used to build temporary shelters.

To solve the current problem first, Wang Liang chose to cut down the trees first, and use the trees to temporarily build a house for the night tonight.

The weather in the mountains can change, and it will suddenly rain when it is, which is what Wang Liang has the most scruples.

There was not much medicine in the ranks, and there was a high risk of infection from the wounds of the wounded after the rain.

Wang Liang found that it was not so easy for so many soldiers to be under his own command and put their lives in his hands, and there were too many things to worry about.

"Dali, you take the first and second rows of soldiers to cut down trees, thick and thin, the more the better. The three rows of people go into the mountains to see if there is any game and herbs, get some back, and pay attention to safety! "The reason why Wang Liang chose Yang Dali's company to carry out this task is because he saw that their company had the smallest casualties, of course, this is only relatively speaking.

"Yes!" Of course, Yang Dali knew the purpose of Wang Liang's intention to cut down the tree, and immediately went to do things according to the order.

After a busy afternoon, the battlefield was cleaned up.

260 38 rifles (there should have been more than 300 rifles, but those that were broken in hand-to-hand combat were not counted), more than 10,000 rounds of ammunition, 580 grenades.

The equipment that the devil carried with him, steel helmets, bayonets, military uniforms, backpacks, bullet boxes, all of them were ripped off.

The bodies of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and the corpses of the devils were buried separately, originally according to Wang Liang's intention to put the corpses of the devils in the wilderness, but when he thought that his team would have to stay in the mountains for a while, he saw how the corpses affected the environment, and maybe they could bring any diseases and disasters, so he buried them.

Of course, the sign on the tombstone reads - the pit of the little devil of ****'s aggression.

The house was finally built before dark, a total of nineteen, the area is very small, only for sleeping, but it can shelter from the wind and rain, which is quite good.

The house is made of solid wood, and in addition to the wooden planks on the roof, there are also some ghost steel helmets, which are very dense to prevent rain at night.

Except for two of the wounded who died due to excessive blood loss, the rest of the condition is fine, but it takes time to recuperate.

*****

At night, Wang Liang lay on the bed, thinking about today's scene after scene, a sense of exhaustion quickly enveloped his whole body, and the pain in his body made Wang Liang quickly fall asleep.

He knew that there were more important things waiting for him tomorrow.

The future and fate of the more than 400 soldiers are in his own hands, and Wang Liang must not fall, and must carry this banner.

"Nani?! The whereabouts of more than 300 people in a squadron are still unknown?! Gangmura-kun, are you in the water in your head? So what are you doing back?! Don't tell me that this squadron was wiped out by the Dirt Eight Road! It's a joke! Commander Noda felt that his head was about to explode, and it was already a great shame that the original team of fifty people was wiped out, and he didn't even know how to explain it to the base camp.

Originally, his defense area has always been a model defense area, and it has been very calm since the last big sweep.

This time another 300 people are missing!

Gangcun, who went to carry out the mission, actually told him that the Eighth Route of Encirclement and Suppression had escaped, and the 300-man squadron that pursued them had not been contacted so far.

Radio calls basically didn't stop, but there was no response.

"Commander, I, I, I think it may be that Sasaki's squadron got lost after entering the mountain, and it was getting dark, so they couldn't get out smoothly. When it is dawn tomorrow, I will send people into the mountains to look for me. Seeing the angry commander Noda, Okamura said a reason that he wouldn't believe, and this time he had a big deal.

"Do you think I'm going to believe all this?! Three hundred and fifty Imperial soldiers died, do you know what will happen if the news reaches the base camp?! More than 1,000 people equipped with chariots and artillery could not destroy a single road. Gang! Prepare to apologize to the Emperor! Seeing that Gangmura still wanted to quibble, Noda became even more angry.

Shanxi is no longer the main battlefield, and there will be such a big attrition, the base camp will definitely be held responsible, and no one will be comfortable at that time.

Gangcun only felt dizzy in front of him, and his feet were unstable, unwilling, unwilling, he was unwilling......

"Command! The 2nd Security Regiment and the 3rd Squadron blocked the back mountain, and not a single bird should be let go. I want to see how long these dirt roads can stay in the mountains without food! "Noda has given up searching the mountain, whether he admits it or not, the three hundred people of Sasaki's squadron should all be hanged.

Noda understands that the back mountain is too big, and where can he mobilize tens of thousands of people to search the mountain as a commander, he can only choose to close the mountain. (To be continued.) )