As the bandits retreated, the gunfire in front of the village gradually thinned out, but the gunfire on the small high ground became more and more intense. Song Zhewu could clearly hear that there were several machine guns firing at a row on the other side of the small high ground, and there was even a heavy machine gun. Sure enough, there was a regular army, and the bandits never had such strong firepower. Suddenly several explosions sounded on the small high ground, and there were mortars on the other side. After the explosion, Song Zhewu clearly heard that a heavy machine gun on the small high ground had stopped firing.

"4th Company Commander," the 4th Company Commander said loudly as he ran to the front of the room, "immediately send a platoon to reinforce the small high ground." "Yes. Assemble in a row, target the small plateau in front of the village, and set off. The commander of the 4th Company conveyed the order loudly.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and more than a dozen people rushed out of the position in front of Zhuang and rushed to the small high ground.

The position of the 2nd Company on the rear hill, which overlooks the open field in front of the small high ground, is an excellent fire support point. It's just that because it was dark and his vision was not clear, he didn't dare to fire for fear of accidentally injuring his own people. As soon as the day dawned, the four heavy machine guns on the mountain immediately began to suppress the bandits who were attacking in front of the small high ground, and the artillery platoon also discovered the opponent's artillery position.

"Let's go down," Song Zhewu went down the ladder to the courtyard, and saw that Wang Xinggang was still looking at the direction of the small high ground with some reluctance on the roof, and couldn't help but shout with a smile: "Come down, the battle is to this point, as long as the leader of the other party is not a fool, he should run." ”

Ye Changgui's messenger ran to report: "The enemy attacking the small high ground has been repelled by the counterattacking force, and the enemy in the brigade has begun to flee, and the battalion commander Ye asked whether to pursue it." ”

"Tell you Battalion Commander Ye, don't pursue, discharge a reconnaissance platoon, track and monitor the enemy, it's best to take a prisoner. At the same time, clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded. ”

"Chu Feng, the chief of staff must be on the road at this time, and immediately send someone to ride a horse to report the battle situation, otherwise, those boys in the first regiment will have to make the chief of staff tired."

The battle was won, and everyone was in a good mood. Chu Feng smiled and ran to make arrangements. Song Zhewu took Wang Xinggang and the guards to a company of positions, and he wanted to find out how the Northwest Army could be with the bandits.

The ancestral hall in the village has been converted into a temporary field hospital, and most of the wounded have been delivered. The wounded security brigade was sent in one after another, and most of them were not wearing military uniforms, and some of them were also wearing gray uniforms of the Northwest Army. Song Zhewu walked to the ancestral hall and hesitated for a while, and finally went to the first position.

On the positions of the company, only the machine gun shooters were still on guard behind the bunkers, and the rest of the personnel were cleaning the battlefield in front of the positions. When Ye Changgui saw Song Zhewu coming to the position, he immediately ran over and immediately reported: "Report to the brigade commander, in this battle, a total of 529 enemies were killed in two positions, 164 were seriously wounded, and 52 were lightly wounded. Wounded and captured personnel are transferred to the medical platoon for treatment in accordance with regulations. Seeing that Song Zhewu didn't squeak, Ye Changgui knew what Song Zhewu wanted to know most, so he lowered his voice and continued to report: "Our department, a total of 16 people were sacrificed, 28 were seriously injured, 34 were lightly injured, and the casualties in a platoon were large. ”

"There is such a big difference between the number of killed and lightly wounded?" Wang Xinggang asked in surprise.

"The enemy wanted to break through to Zhuangzi in one fell swoop, so there were a lot of stormtroopers, and there were about 15,600 people in the two waves before and after, of which about 300 were killed by mortar fire. As soon as the enemy withdrew, as long as the wounded who could move all fled, these more than 200 enemy wounded were all within 200 meters of the position, and if they also ran, they would have been knocked down by machine guns long ago. ”

Ten to one battle losses are more normal than Song Zhewu's feelings, one side is unprepared to charge, and the other side is waiting for work and ambushing with superior firepower, it is not this result that is strange. Mortars killed more enemies, and this result is not surprising, according to statistics after World War II, 50 percent of the casualties in the entire European theater were caused by mortars. This is also the reason why Song Zhewu deployed a large number of mortars in his troops.

"What's going on with the Northwest Army you're talking about?" Song Zhewu was most concerned about this issue, if Yan Xishan and Shang Zhen fell out and sent Jin Suijun to attack him, it was very likely. But he remembered that the two did not meet in the end in history, could it be that his own crossing changed history?

The Northwest Army is even more strange, as far as he knows, there is no Northwest Army stationed in Hebei now, and the Northwest Army is in Henan.

Ye Changgui pointed to the dozens of corpses lined up in an open space in front of the position: "When the enemy attacked, there were two or three hundred people in the bandit team wearing the military uniforms of the Northwest Army, and 45 corpses in gray military uniforms were found in the cleaning of the battlefield, as well as more than a dozen wounded. I asked the prisoners, and they said that they were the troops of Sun Dianying of the 12th Army of the Central Army, and that the 12th Army was ordered to go to the Songshan area to suppress bandits, and their battalion was to go to western Henan, and the military uniforms were changed after entering the mountains. ”

Sun Dianying, Song Zhewu suddenly remembered that Sun Dianying stole Dongling and Yuling in June 28, and the theft of the tomb was not published by the newspaper until early August. Because Sun Dianying was born as a bandit in western Henan before, he was sent to suppress bandits this time. But what did he do when he sent troops to disguise himself as the Northwest Army and secretly return to western Henan? Could it be that he was afraid of the robbery of the tomb, so he sent someone to sneak back to western Henan in advance to leave a way back for himself?

At this time, a soldier ran to report to Ye Changgui that the enemy in the brigade had retreated south, and the reconnaissance platoon surrounded a group of enemies in gray uniforms in a small mountain col 5 miles to the south. They took the initiative to contact the reconnaissance platoon to surrender on the condition that we agree to treat their wounded deputy battalion commander. They want our commander to agree before they will surrender.

The deputy battalion commander must know the purpose of this unit, "Battalion Commander Ye, you go in person immediately, agree to their conditions, and bring people back." ”

Ye Changgui took a platoon and ran away with the scout. Seeing that the battlefield had been cleaned, Song Zhewu ordered Liang Bang, the deputy battalion commander, to bury all the corpses under Xiaogao, and bury the people of the security brigade alone, and set up a monument.

Half an hour later, Ye Changgui and his two platoons trotted back with more than 80 people wearing the uniforms of the Northwest Army, and the prisoners were carrying a stretcher. "Report to the brigade commander, they say this is their deputy battalion commander. I was shot in the abdomen, I saw, it was a penetrating wound, mainly due to excessive blood loss. ”

A big captive walked out of the crowd and pleaded to Song Zhewu with an anxious face: "Sir, please save our battalion commander." Another seventeen or eighteen-year-old young soldier rushed out of the group of prisoners and knelt on the ground, crying loudly: "The battalion commander was injured in order to save me, sir, you will definitely save our battalion commander if you do well!" ”

Song Zhewu looked at the middle-aged officer on the stretcher, who was pale and unconscious, and immediately ordered Liang Bang: "Deputy Battalion Commander Liang, you personally take someone to send him to the medical platoon and treat him immediately." At the same time, all the supplies on the truck were unloaded, and the wounded were sent to Laiyuan by truck. "Song Zhewu has a good military hospital in Laiyuan, and several surgeons are very experienced. Liang Bangli agreed, turned around and beckoned someone to take the stretcher and send it to the medical platoon.

Song Zhewu asked the big soldier: "You surrendered just to save your battalion commander?" The big soldier hesitated and said, "Yes." Pointing to the captives behind him: "We people used to be Sun Dashuai's people, and they were adopted by Sun Dianying." The wounded were our former battalion commander, now our deputy battalion commander, and today, in order to save the dog, was seriously injured. With a gloomy face, he continued: "Those who came from Sun Dashuai are now the only ones left. If we run with the battalion commander, there will be a shortage of doctors and medicines in this mountain, and the battalion commander's life will be lost. ”

Among these people, only a few were slightly injured, and they could have run, and in order to save their battalion commander, they were willing to take the risk and surrender, which made Song Zhewu a little moved. "Don't worry, your battalion commander will be fine." Then he asked the big man, "What is your position?" ”

When the big man saw Song Zhewu treating their battalion commander, he spoke in a kind tone, and was very grateful to Song Zhewu, and replied immediately: "Report to the commander, I am a platoon commander in the 12th Army." ”

"How many of you are there this time, and what is the mission to go to western Henan?" Song Zhewu asked, the battalion commander should know that the big man and the platoon commander may not know, but he is still a little unwilling.

"We are a battalion, more than 500 people, we only know what the mission is to go to western Henan, I don't know." "How did you end up with the bandits?" Song Zhewu continued to ask. "We met these bandits on the road, and we had a fight at first, and then the battalion commander who ran away had an old relationship with the bandit leader. Just together, the bandits said, you pulled millions of oceans, and there was an iron box of gold bars, and the battalion commander came with us. ”

I didn't bring gold bars, and there weren't so many in the ocean, but there was one in the iron box, that is, the box containing the color enhancer, could it be that someone paid attention to the color enhancer?

Song Zhewu saw that he couldn't ask anything, so he changed the subject: "Do you want to go home, or follow us?" I'll pay you the money right now. ”

The captives all looked at the big man, and it seemed that the big man had a lot of prestige among the captives. "Sir, you saved our battalion commander, you are our benefactor, if you don't dislike us, we will follow you."

"Okay, Battalion Commander Ye, these people will be handed over to you for the time being, and you will send them to the recruit team when you get to the source." Song Zhewu had a good impression of these affectionate captives.

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