"A total of fifteen people were injured, including the members of the martial arts team."

"Three were hit by devils, two were slightly injured, one was wiped off a little calf meat by a bullet and can return to the team after a few days of rest, one bullet passed through the shoulder, did not hurt the bone, the bleeding has stopped, and one was hit in the stomach and needs to be sent to the headquarters hospital for treatment."

"And twelve wounded..."

After the war, when reporting casualties, Ma Shunrong, the third squad leader of the recruit company of the third battalion of the Independent Regiment, blushed and wanted to go into the ground:

"One serious injury, the others are minor."

"What was seriously injured was that after the battle, the 38 big cover forgot to return the bullet, the gun misfired, and he was hit in the leg, and he needed to be sent to the headquarters hospital for treatment."

"Eight is when chasing the devil, I fell or broke my foot."

"And two..."

"Got it!"

Zhang Dabiao waved his hand, his tone was calm, and even with relief:

"First take the wounded back to the regiment, and send the seriously wounded to the headquarters hospital."

In this battle, Zhang Dabiao's evaluation is that he is not even as good as two devils.

In the back of the battle, 60 people from the Wugong team participated in the battle, and 72 people from the independent regiment participated in the six recruit squads, with a total of 122 troops participating in the battle.

And the enemy, even counting the puppet army, is only twenty-five.

In terms of firepower, the devil only has a crooked machine gun, nine 38 big covers, and the grenadiers are in the devil team behind, and the guns of the puppet army are also garbage, and some of them are still in the formal and Hanyang industry.

On their side, there were eight Czech-type, three grenadiers, sixty three-eight caps, and nearly thirty twenty-shot shell guns.

With five times the strength of the enemy and fifteen times or even more than the enemy's firepower, such a battle was fought, and the proper combat effectiveness was not even as good as that of the puppet army.

If it was before, Zhang Dabiao saw the troops he led fighting such a battle, one was counted as one, and all of them would be locked up, or they would simply go home to farm and pick up their children.

Lose face!

But Zhang Dabiao knows better.

This group of guys in front of you,

It's a recruit.

New recruits can no longer be new.

Of the seventy-two soldiers of the Independent Regiment who participated in the war, the longest was 12 days old, and the shortest, who had only joined the army six days earlier, only heard a few gunshots in Yang Village, followed several obstacle runs, dug trenches several times, and held guns for several hours.

All are recruits.

It was the first time they had taken part in battle.

The Martial Arts Corps is no better.

These recruits.

If in the past, more than half of them would have fallen in the first three large-scale battles, and in the subsequent battles, a large part of the remaining half would have fallen under the guns of the devils, and it was these veterans who survived in the end.

From the 29th Army to the New First Regiment, and then to the current Independent Regiment, Zhang Dabiao has forgotten how many recruits have just joined the army, and he didn't even have time to remember their names, and the people were gone.

Hundreds?

Thousand?

Thousands?

He couldn't remember.

No way.

In the past, veterans could not get a gun per person, and the average number of bullets per gun was only about ten, and in the battle, the recruits could only be issued a large blade, or a spear, and followed the veterans, whether they could survive or not depended on ability and luck.

After one continuous battle after another, and finally crawling out of the pile of dead, he becomes a veteran.

But now...

Recruits finally have a chance to grow and gradually adapt to the battle in the midst of their advantages.

There will be more recruits who will survive and become veterans.

"Be honest, you're okay."

Before Ma Shunrong, the third squad leader, left, Zhang Dabiao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"The death ratio between us and the devil is 0 to ten!"

After speaking, Zhang Dabiao looked at the platoon commander on the side:

"Where's the devil in the back?"

"Report!"

The platoon commander immediately got up:

"Of the ten devils who were tracked behind, seventeen puppet troops have been completely annihilated, and the battle lasted for seven minutes, and there were no casualties on our side."

"A crooked handle, a grenadier canister, bullets..."

When Zhang Dabiao commanded the recruits to entangle with the devils, the veterans of the two squads of the second battalion and the 30 combat backbones of the martial arts team with combat experience were the devils who were tracking and ambushing in the rear to annihilate them.

Counting the puppet army, the ratio of enemy and enemy forces, twenty-seven to fifty-two, the battle ended in less than ten minutes, the devil puppet army was completely annihilated, and there was no casualty on our side.

“······”

Hearing this result, the recruits who were praised by Zhang Dabiao lowered their heads in unison, ashamed.

More than 100 of them took an hour to annihilate the 25 devil puppet army, while the veterans only took seven minutes to annihilate the 27 devil puppet army.

Zhang Dabiao told the recruits in the most intuitive way that what they fought in this battle was simply rubbish!

After the weapons and ammunition are sufficient, the independent regiment now has time and a chance for the new recruits to grow,

But not much!

Because the little devil still has an absolute advantage, both in terms of strength and weapons and equipment.

The devils are stationed in Shanxi's First Army, with a total strength of more than 70,000 troops, equipped with aircraft, tanks, and heavy artillery!

Not to mention, the devil North China Front, which occupies North China, has a total strength of more than 300,000 troops, and is equipped with hundreds of aircraft, more than 100 tanks, and hundreds of large-caliber artillery.

Even Zhang Dabiao can be sure,

Once the devil knew that the independent regiment had a stable and considerable source of new weapons, ammunition, food and materials, he would not hesitate to press the border.

There is not much time left for the 386th Brigade and the Independent Regiment.

···

"Clean up the battlefield immediately."

There was no time to comfort the recruits, Zhang Dabiao ordered the troops to clean up the battlefield.

A few minutes later, Xu Ping returned with one of the remaining veteran squads in the second battalion, as well as three artillery crews.

The group didn't seem to have changed much.

The big man, who was nearly two meters tall and stood out among the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, was still carrying an assembled 60 mortar with a brisk pace.

Carrying a 60 mortar weighing more than forty pounds is as easy as putting a piece of clothing on your shoulders.

Zhang Dabiao knows this big man.

His name is Shabang, known as the mallet, and the whole regiment is invincible with brute strength, but he can't beat the monk, and was even beaten by the monk with one hand.

The only difference between the artillery group and the group was that although the mules were still carrying ammunition boxes, they seemed to be much more relaxed, as if they were not carrying weights, and it seemed that the ammunition boxes were empty.

"Company Commander Xu, how's the situation?"

Zhang Dabiao asked.

"The devils who supported from the stronghold in Liaozhen have been repelled by us."

Xu Ping's tone was cheerful.

This time, he led the team not only to block the reinforcements from the stronghold of Devil's Liao Town, but also to familiarize the three artillery groups of the independent regiment with artillery operations, and each of them fired more than 30 rounds of live ammunition.

Not only did he kill a lot of devils, but he also improved the artillery skills of several artillery crews a lot.

"Retreat!"

Ten minutes later, the battlefield had been cleaned up.

The supplies of the devils were all looted by the military engineering team and the recruits, even the wood on the carriage was torn down, and the dead mules were slaughtered on the spot.

The martial arts team returned to Xiaoao Village, where they were stationed.

The independent regiment returned to the Yangcun base area.

Before leaving, Zhang Dabiao left most of the weapons and ammunition to the Liaoxian Military Engineering Team - five grenadiers, 200 grenadier grenades, five Czech-style, 15,000 rounds of 79 bullets, 50 shell guns, and 50 38 large covers.

The reason is -

"Thank you for providing the most suitable environment for the training of recruits of the independent regiment."

Zhang Dabiao's tone was sincere.

Although I don't know the reason, but this is the order of the regiment commander, then Zhang Dabiao will resolutely implement it, absolutely not perfunctory.

"Please be sure to accept it, this is our head of the regiment, and it is also the meaning of our independent regiment, others have helped us, we must express our gratitude."

In the face of Xu Huzhi's repeated refusals, Zhang Dabiao still insisted that Xu Huzhi accept it.

"We are fraternal troops, comrades."

"But our head Li Yunlong said that brothers should also settle accounts clearly, and the better the relationship, the better it is to settle the accounts clearly, so that friendship can progress and relationships can be maintained."

"What is the seizure of that bit of devil's material? If you don't clean it up, we'll have to find a place to deal with it, trouble. ”

"Thank you? You helped us, and you deserve it. ”

"I would like to ask you for a favor, if there is such an opportunity in the future, think about our independent regiment first!"

"Then I'll wait for you to have good news!"

···

"Or, Li Yunlong's head was caught by the door."

"Or, Li Yunlong robbed the God of Wealth!"

Looking at Zhang Dabiao and his party who left, and then looking at the large pile of weapons and ammunition on his group, there were even six small cannons, one of which was a captured devil, Xu Hu's tone was categorical.

"How could Grand Master Li be caught by the door, but he is a ruthless person who has killed the captain of the devil wing."

Some team members said subconsciously.

"So..."

Xu Hu carried a grenadier and a box of grenadier grenades:

"Let's go, take our new belongings, and we'll go back to the station."

"Next, the little devil will definitely trouble us, this time we will greet the little devil well."

"Haha..."

The team members also carried the weapons and ammunition they had just arrived, and walked back to Xiaoao Village, where the martial arts team was stationed, with a smile.

···

"Damn, who said that the Eighth Route Army has poor weapons and equipment."

On the way back to the base, the shocked expressions on the faces of the thirty soldiers who came from the training camp never subsided.

They were recruits in separate regiments.

But the soldiers in the training camp are actually veterans.

After all, the Xinkou Battle period belonged to the early rise of the Anti-Japanese War, and as the Central Army of Liangxipi's lineage, the training time of recruits was still guaranteed, and the equipment was also very good.

Moreover, the soldiers of the training camp who were able to participate in this operation were all able to maintain good physical fitness in the prisoner of war camp, and this group of people can be described as veterans among veterans.

Like Monk Wei, these former Central Army soldiers looked down on the Eighth Route Army very much, believing that the weapons and equipment were poor.

But today, it is obvious that their three views have been refreshed.

Not only is the firepower of the team more than double that of the devils, but also the grenadier grenade that doesn't cost money, and I feel that I am richer than the devils.

This is also called poor weapons?