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When the Kwantung Army saw that the Chinese army was staying on the opposite side and had no way, they began to laugh secretly in their hearts, and even laughed at the Chinese army on the other side, as if they were saying that if you have the ability, you will come over?

But their joy did not last, and after just a few minutes, the Huaxia army found a solution, and a few shells completely made the devil fall into a panic.

The trenches they had built with all their heart and soul became useless in an instant, and even became something for their lives.

The trenches were filled with fear, the long 38 canopy often revealed their hiding place at the beginning, and the MP40 submachine gun repeatedly spewed bullets like a torrential rain, mercilessly reaping the lives of one Kwantung Army soldier after another.

In the past, the three or eight big covers that were used by the little devils to the fullest have now become the guys who want their lives.

The madness of mp40 made the little devil completely lose the heart of resistance. Grenades rolled to their side from places they didn't expect, and after the explosion, the entire trench was lifeless.

One by one they lay on the ground and wailed in pain, so much so that they forgot to pull their grenades.

Soon, bayonets stabbed mercilessly into their chests, sending away one devil after another.

The more the Chinese soldiers fought, the more they fought, from the initial discomfort to the later habits, and then to the later proficiency, in just one hour, they experienced a sharp change from novices to old birds.

Erdan sat on a step, gasping for breath, the battle was over, and all the soldiers were too tired to do it.

They didn't experience much real white-knuckle combat, and most of the time they directly gave the devil a shot, or a grenade to solve it.

But they still feel tired.

The high concentration of the mind makes their bodies consume a huge amount of power every minute, and no one knows who will die when, and no one wants to die.

Therefore, they can only cheer up and carefully observe everything around them, and if the situation is slightly wrong, they would rather throw a bullet or a grenade than risk it in order to save that bullet.

The discipline of the Ninety-Nine Army did not allow them to do that, there was no limit to ammunition, there was a limit to life, and although they were on the battlefield, no one could take their lives without their consent.

The troops will do everything in their power to ensure their logistical needs, but the soldiers must also do everything they can to keep themselves safe.

Even if you don't know if there is an enemy in front of you, if you become suspicious, you can still shoot at the place where you suspect it, or even call for help.

No one will say anything about you, they will only help you with peace of mind, because no one knows if he will need help in the next moment.

"Battalion commander, more than 1,300 enemies have been killed, more than 300 devils have run to the west, and the armored troops have already taken some soldiers to chase after them. Sixty-eight were killed on our side, and more than two hundred were wounded. ”

The same major staff officer walked up to the major who had been holding the binoculars earlier and reported the latest results.

"So many injuries?"

The Major frowned tightly, this result was obviously beyond his expectations.

Their battalion is no better than the three divisions under the establishment of the 99th Army, and a battalion of the 99th Army may reach seven or eight hundred people, and even a battalion of 1,000 people.

All of their newly formed units were formed according to the scale of 30,000 men in one division. The situation of the Marine Corps is quite special, there are only 10,000 people, so they are divided into the Marine Corps headquarters, and there are several Marine regiments under the jurisdiction of each battalion, and each battalion has only 500 people except for a few people from the battalion headquarters.

There were four companies, each with 125 men, and 68 people were killed in battle, which was equivalent to the death of half a company's soldiers at once, and there were more than 200 wounded soldiers, and their battalion lost half of its combat strength at once.

It's not long-lasting, but it's like that in the short term.

It can even be said without hesitation that his battalion can no longer participate in the war, and the remaining number of people is simply not enough to complete the tasks of a battalion-level unit.

"There's no way, our troops are all new recruits, the first time we go to the battlefield, we are either scared or too excited, many people have fallen in unnecessary places, plus the little devil has been through a hundred battles, even if he dies, he will have to bring us some trouble."

Said the major staff officer.

"Damn, I'm unwilling, we're only going to fight one battle and we're going to be forced to go back to rest, it's so fucking a shit."

The battalion commander of the major clenched his fists unwillingly.

The casualties of the troops had made it impossible for them to continue the battle, and according to the regulations, the number of losses in a battle exceeded 100, and they had to withdraw from the battlefield to recuperate.

Of course, this loss is not calculated according to the number of killed, as long as those who cannot fight normally are counted, in general, their battalion can be regarded as overcompleting the task.

Sixty-eight were killed, more than two hundred were wounded, and the total loss was almost three hundred, three-fifths of the strength, so how could he continue to fight?

"It's just the first fight, go back and sum up the experience, the next time it will be much better. I think the above should have taken this into account, otherwise it would not have been possible to make a decision that more than a hundred casualties would have to be withdrawn from the battlefield to rest. ”

The major staff officer nodded, and he didn't care about the casualties in numbers. According to this situation, they killed more than 1,300 Kwantung Army, and it is good that they can maintain such casualties.

If this is placed in the [***] troops, it is estimated that it will be boasted as a big victory, but he is also very helpless, this is the 99th Army, such a record can only be regarded as middle and lower class for them.

But fortunately, the number of casualties is still within the acceptable range, after all, everyone is a new soldier, you can't always ask them to fight as easily as a veteran, most of the injured are slightly injured, and they can return to the team after a week or two.

So on the whole, it is not necessarily a bad thing for them to withdraw from the battlefield and recuperate.

The troops have just experienced a battle, and the soldiers are participating in the battle for the first time, and the successive battles will make people feel irritated, so they can go down and rest after a fight like this, so as to sum up the experience and improve the combat effectiveness of the next battle.

"Hey, that's the only way, you go and contact the headquarters, and ask them to transfer a force to replace us."

The battalion commander of the major said helplessly, and immediately looked here, walking around the city unwillingly.

The so-called headquarters is actually a command temporarily set up by Su Dao, where each party performs its own duties, who has whose tasks, and at the same time to avoid the trouble of command, as well as dual command.

Su Dao had previously divided the 1234th Army Corps, and after the encirclement and suppression plan began, Su Dao formed the Fifth Provisional Army Corps, which consisted of the Marine Corps and a brigade of the 3rd Army Corps, plus a regiment of the Military Guard Brigade, totaling more than 23,000 people.

These people are mainly responsible for sweeping the places where the main force has not attacked, and as much as possible to sweep away the stragglers who are entrenched here.

In this way, each corps has its own tasks, which are clear and simple, and this greatly reduces the command pressure of the military headquarters, and the current military headquarters of the 99th Army is more engaged in logistical supply and other work.

Except for a few necessary staff officers who were observing the battle on the front line, everyone else temporarily put aside their work and went to logistics.

After all, the command is decentralized, and these military staff officers have nothing to do, and the more wartime they have, the less they have to do, and even if they do, it is nothing more than to report the battle situation and casualties, or to request reinforcements or something, and there is no need for so many people at all.

Even Su Dao himself had to take time out in his free time to help with logistics.

As soon as the station was opened, the pressure on logistics increased suddenly, and the original logistics force seemed to be unable to keep up with the needs of the troops.

Ammunition was now sent to the First Legion only twice a week, and even more often it was sent directly to the Third Legion, and then the soldiers of the Third Legion helped to deliver it to the First Legion.

The rest of the time was basically spent on ensuring the combat needs of the Second Army and the Fourth Army Corps, and Rao was also a headache for Su Dao, and the mobility of the baggage troops was obviously insufficient.

The number of trucks could not keep up with the needs of the troops, and the troops marched quickly, so they had to leave some of the trucks behind to collect the stragglers, otherwise the troops would fight fewer and fewer people, and death would be only one of them, and most of them would fall in the middle of the road and not know where to go.

"Commander, are there any trucks for the new supplies?"

Wu Zhongguo frowned tightly, holding a bill of supplies with a bitter face, and before he had time to check it, he looked directly at Su Dao next to him and asked.

"There are a hundred of them."

After a few days of busyness, Su Dao finally knew the pressure of logistics and gave up his previous plans, even if the truck couldn't take it away? Anyway, it will be used to fight the Soviet Union in the future, and it will not be a waste to exchange it.

However, although Su Dao exchanged a hundred, he didn't dare to exchange more trucks, and he made thousands of them at once, and it was difficult not to doubt it.

And according to Su Dao's previous thoughts, he didn't plan to exchange these trucks at all. After fighting the devils, they withdrew, and if they fought the Soviet Union in the later stage, they would either use it as a springboard from the original or pass through North Korea, and they would not need so many trucks at all.

And the price of the truck is not expensive, and it takes up a lot of space, and it is not convenient to transport it around, in order not to waste more resources here, so Su Dao did not plan to exchange for a truck.

But now this situation is unacceptable. Now the dispatch of all the troops of the Second Army and one division of the Fourth Army is making a mess of the logistics line of Su Dao

If the Second Army Corps and the First Army Corps were to be dispatched later, how much logistical pressure would he have? The pressure will be at least twice as high as it is now.

Therefore, Su Dao decided to exchange for a hundred trucks first, and when the next batch of materials arrived, he was making a hundred trucks, and slowly praised it, and the logistical pressure would always slowly decrease.

The huge logistics line can't be transported only by horse-drawn carts and ox-carts, right? This is also not conducive to Su Dao's idea of mechanized army building. In addition, in the current road conditions, the truck is not used if there are few, and it is not a highway in the future, you can run, and now it will run twenty or thirty yards in the top of the sky, and it will be one or twenty yards in the case of heavy goods.

It's a big deal to change the strategy, retreat to retreat, don't withdraw all, just leave an area for me, and you can play the rest.

Of course, Lao Tzu doesn't want to occupy the permanent surname, the management rights will be returned to you, and I won't come back after my troops go to the Soviet Union to capture new territories, so what should you do, I don't care.

It's a big deal to drive a truck across the river, and you can still use it in the future anyway. (To be continued.) )