The shelling continued until midnight, and at eight o'clock in the evening, the shelling finally stopped, and both sides fell into an eerie calm. Screams and cries were heard from the Mexican positions www.biquge.info the pen&fun&ge, and from time to time there were Mexican militiamen wailing and choosing to commit suicide with rifles, which obviously made them more happy than a painful death.

At the same time, five hundred meters away, the Chinese position was a good time to eat, the clanging of rice bowls was louder than the sound of bullets shooting at each other in the dark, even if the Mexicans could not understand Chinese, but they could feel each other's happiness and their own hunger from the familiar sound of lunch boxes opposite.

"Bastard, why do the Chinese have food to eat, and we don't?" A Mexican militiaman asked the quartermaster angrily.

"How do I know, you need to ask Commander Perez, or our commander."

"Where's our chief?"

"God knows, but I don't." The quartermaster handed out the tortillas to the soldiers and said, "There are still these, but there is no guarantee that they will be there tomorrow, so let's eat them as soon as possible." ”

"Damn, we are here to defend the motherland, not to be abused." Another soldier shouted.

The quartermaster said: "Don't shout, we still have food in this position, and some positions don't even have food." ”

"Why?"

"Because the Chinese have thrown the city into a mess, many residents are fleeing, which has led to even more chaos in the city, and the supply of materials cannot be sent to the front in time, are you satisfied with this explanation?" The quartermaster said that he got up to continue delivering food, when suddenly a bullet came and the quartermaster's head fell to pieces. The iron bucket in his hand originally stored the tortillas, but because of this, it was covered with brains, and everyone suddenly screamed.

"Damn the Chinese, it's the damned Chinese who are sneaking up!"

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"Damn yellow-skinned monkeys, how could they do that!"

In the European battlefield of this era, as long as it gets dark, the two sides cannot fight.

This European rule also spread to the Americas, so the Mexicans naturally chose to rest after dark, while the Chinese on the opposite side sharpened their knives.

Gong Wuyuan, deputy commander of the Overseas Chinese Protector Army, army commander of the Army, organized various battalions of sharpshooters to snipe and harass Mexico on the front line, preventing the Mexicans from resting normally and not allowing the Mexicans to have time to coordinate the movement of materials. All the soldiers who had once played against the Guards Division in Japan were once again concentrated, and they seized every opportunity, inflicting heavy casualties among the Mexican militia.

The Mexicans also organized soldiers to fight back, but this is the shortcoming of the militia, which is organized and undisciplined. The Mexican sharpshooters were sniped one after another, and were eventually forced to hide in walls or fortifications, shouting insults at the Chinese for their shamelessness and disobedience to war agreements.

Seeing that the Mexicans had become shrunken turtles, the Overseas Chinese Protectors had to temporarily withdraw their troops.

After a day of probing, the Protector Army also generally knew the opponent's firepower points and defensive equipment, and Fang Xianwu distributed the enemy's troop distribution map and firepower distribution map to the battalion commanders. Everyone looked at this professional drawing, and couldn't help but praise the staff of the staff department, and the level of painting was obviously much higher.

"This picture was drawn by the commander." Fang Xianwu didn't dare to be greedy.

"If the commander becomes a painter in the future, he will definitely sell well." The subordinates laughed and patted their ass.

Wang Yongan also laughed, and then commanded on a map two meters wide and one meter high: "Judging from today's battle, the Mexican People's Army is a rabble, their firepower distribution is very poor, but their army is quite a lot, at least four to six times that of us. We had estimated that there were at least 20,000 Mexicans, but now it seems that we are less. ”

"After all, they are the country that surrounds them." Fang Xianwu said in a deep voice.

"They don't deserve to be called an army." Li Shirui said with a smile.

"The advice of the General Staff is to keep the offensive." Fang Xian Wudao.

Wang Yongan nodded and said, "Everyone is ready, work overtime." ”

Everyone understands that tonight is the end of the battle, the night attack!

Mexicans have yet to experience night raids, from the Revolutionary War to the Mexican-American War to the Mexican Civil War, Mexicans have never had the experience of fighting at night. And their opponents, the Chinese, have played night raids for thousands of years.

This time the night attack was mainly on the north side, so Wang Yongan specially took the first and third battalions as the main force of the night attack, and the commander of the tenth battalion, American Morris Stone, could not understand why the night battle was carried out, he objected: "Our soldiers are trained elite, if we are in the night battle, we will not be able to give full play to our own advantages, and the other side has a large army, once it falls into a melee, our army will suffer a big loss." So I refused to fight at night. ”

Wang Yongan nodded and said, "I can understand your concerns, but Commander Morris, you are now a soldier and need to carry out orders." Since your unit is not adapted to night fighting, I have decided to leave you and the baggage battalion in charge of the security of the base camp. The rest of the troops, ready to break through the defensive line, contain the enemy's fire and attract the enemy's attention when launching a night attack on the left flank. ”

At the end of the meeting, Maurice Stone approached Wang Yongan and said, "Your Excellency, please forgive me for confronting you in front of you, but for the safety of my boys, I must not accept them to participate in the night attack. You must know that everyone is only suitable for face-to-face combat, and even in the past few days, many people have chosen to flee because they are tired of war......"

"I can understand." Wang Yongan smiled, "Come with me to see the wounded." ”

"Okay." Maurice Stone said.

There were more than 50 wounded in the field hospital, nine were seriously wounded, and the rest were lightly wounded. And the reason why everyone doesn't leave here anymore is actually because of Lin Biyi, the flower of the overseas Chinese army, many people would rather lie on the hospital bed and watch the military flowers busy than leave.

"These damn guys." Wang Yongan said angrily, carrying a whip and shouting: "Except for those who can't move with broken legs, get back to the army for me." ”

The soldiers who pretended to be sick hurriedly ran away, and the lightly wounded also ran a lot, and only some soldiers who really needed care remained. Lin Biyi came back and said in surprise: "Eh, where are my wounded? ”

Nurse Zhang Xiaohua said: "They were all driven away by the commander. ”

"Why?"

Zhang Xiaohua glanced at her and said, "It's not because of you, the soldiers don't have the heart to fight." ”

Lin Biyi stuck out her tongue, Zhang Xiaohua became even more angry, and said in her heart Why didn't this little goblin leave, it was so annoying-who made her so young and beautiful.