under fire

Chapter 794
Lieutenant Guizi, who gave the order to retreat, was accidentally shelled before leaving. The disgraced lieutenant's nose was twisted because of the loss of troops.

He ordered another second lieutenant under his command to lead a squad of devils, and assembled another thirty or forty puppet troops, and trotted all the way to the western front to meet them.

Panting, the team headed south non-stop, and first met the three-wheeled motorcycle that escaped from the squadron headquarters.

In the second lieutenant's binoculars, he saw that the guerrillas in the south were cleaning the battlefield from a distance. Several guerrillas chasing the motorcycles with their legs swinging their legs stopped after seeing the large group of people. Some of them were on guard, and one turned around and retreated. It seems that they should go to move reinforcements.

The second lieutenant put down the binoculars, and with a black face, he pulled the devil driver off the motorcycle with his palm, and roared: "Baga, how did this happen?"

The driver got up from the ground, stood at attention, and said with red eyes, "The Detour Team on the West Road was ambushed by the despicable guerrillas. The second lieutenant Uesugi Yusui who was in charge of the command was killed. The entire Uesugi team did not retreat. All the warriors were wiped out."

The second lieutenant was so angry with these bastards: "Could it be that you are all blind, and you didn't see the retreat order signal flares issued by the headquarters?"

"The second lieutenant wanted to bring back the attacking warriors in front, but the firepower of the guerrillas was far beyond our imagination."

The observer next to them interrupted the conversation between the two: "Your Excellency, Second Lieutenant, the enemy is chasing you again!"

The second lieutenant turned his head to look at the guerrillas with a grim face, and found a group of guerrillas under the night, following the guerrillas who ran back and turned back again.

The second lieutenant looked at his subordinates, the imperial army was in one squad, and the nervous eyes of the imperial association army who followed were not to be expected!

It was getting dark, and it was the first time he encountered such a wicked guerrilla group, and if he continued to entangle, he was not sure that he would be able to retreat unscathed.

Immediately roar: "All retreat!"

After a while, the second lieutenant, who only received three devils, got on the motorcycle and turned around with four No. 50 people.

ran north.

Gao Yidao personally led the leader to chase after the devil's motorcycle, and finally watched the devil and puppet army disappear northward.

In the current situation, it is really too difficult to pursue.

He didn't order to continue the pursuit. The charge just now was really intense, and most of the soldiers couldn't keep up physically.

A group of people slowly returned to the open field, slashed high among the wounded who were being bandaged, knelt down and asked one of their squad leaders, "Are you all right?"

The squad leader twisted a smile that was uglier than crying: "Hey, Battalion Commander, our squad killed three devils this time. It was because the recruits didn't cooperate well during the charge, and the devil's bullet took a bite."

"Take good care of your wounds, and I'll let you lead a platoon after your wounds heal!" Gao Yidao nodded. There are not many times for such a large-scale charge, and it is normal for the soldiers to not cooperate with each other tacitly.

The soldiers next to him nervously watched Gao Yidao leave, and immediately surrounded the injured squad leader and said compliments: "Hey, our squad did a good job this time!"

"Shut up, our squad sacrificed three brothers in this battle, we must find a good grave for them"

"Squad leader, I heard from Jiuying that this area is all flat and there is no good place, but the feng shui of the forest in the south is better."

"Then carry them over there to bury them, and remember all the deeds of the brothers, and then report to the regiment as martyrs!"

Lying on a stretcher next to him was a recruit covered in bandages all over his body. This honest farmer's boy was very eye-catching in training and stabbing. He had been on the battlefield before, but he had never experienced such a bloody scene of bullets flying all over the sky. He, who clearly had the rifle in his hand already loaded, actually wanted to save bullets, and planned to stab the devil who had already been shot to death with a bayonet, but was smashed by the devil before he died.

Even if he dodged quickly, he was still injured by grenade shrapnel in many places. In the eyes of the soldiers of the second battalion, he probably wouldn't survive tonight.

An accompanying military doctor from the friendly army is operating on this man. Seeing the quick movements, maybe, even with such a serious injury, there is still hope of surviving.

The military doctor who was busy suddenly raised his head and asked the soldiers of the Second Battalion around him, "Among you, is there any blood type A?"

The soldiers around were stunned, and immediately shook their heads. It wasn't that they didn't want to donate blood, but that they really didn't know what blood type they were.
But in an instant, the soldiers all gathered around, chattering: "Suck me." "I have a lot of blood."

Gao Yidao, who was watching the military doctor with half-closed eyes, immediately stretched out his hand to pull away the surrounding soldiers, stretched out his arm and said calmly: "I am type O, let me be slapped!"

After saying this, Gao Yidao's mood suddenly seemed to improve a lot.

The military doctor nodded and immediately took out the blood transfusion equipment
After a while, Gao Yidao, who was a little pale after donating blood, left with his left arm in his hand and walked south.

In the south, Ma Liang was preparing to leave with his men supporting six wounded soldiers who had been bandaged.

The eight naked devils lay face down on the ground, leaving nothing but loincloths.

Gao Yidao took a rough look at Ma Liang's team, and saw that they only had seven more guns, and he knew that they didn't get much money this time, so he was in a better mood!

Ma Liang looked at Gao Yidao with a dark face, he was indeed in a bad mood.

When cleaning the battlefield, apart from eliminating the nearest devils and confiscating a few rifles and taking a watch and a southern pistol from the dead second lieutenant, the second battalion cleaned up everything else. field!
The devil ran away with a motorcycle, leaving two crooked sub-machine guns and two grenade grenades all in the hands of the second battalion.

The only thing that made Ma Hao happy was that he didn't charge this time, killing at least ten devils!The two platoons brought by his subordinates were slightly and seriously injured six people, three were shot in the arms, two were pierced by bullets in the chest, and one was shot in the face. Whether he survived depends on luck.

Gao Yidao looked at Ma Liang, and deliberately suggested: "I said...each of you has two wheels, shouldn't you go after them?"

Ma Liang retorted: "I thought you came to condolences to us!"

Gao Yidao's rare calmness: "Sixteen people from the second battalion sacrificed, twenty or thirty were slightly or seriously injured. Let me condolences to you, just a little bit more casualties like yours?"

Ma Liang originally thought that he would fight a tough battle with the devils, but he never expected that Gao Yidao's charge with the second battalion would be so violent and fast.

Knowing the virtue of Gao Yidao, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, imitating Hu Yi's tone: "Hehe, I didn't receive this order, and besides, it's getting dark, I have to go back and give the order!"

Gao Yidao was stunned for a moment: "Give me a fart order, you Jiuying are as cowardly as the surname Hu, get out!"

Ma Liang knew that Gao Yidao was going to eat alone, so he didn't care. He turned around and followed the big dog carrying the second lieutenant's command knife. The soldiers carried the wounded, and a group of people went straight east.

Gao Yidao, who was left behind, seemed to suddenly realize something, and immediately turned back to the second battalion.

In the open field, the sky was so dark that people's faces could hardly be seen clearly.

A fire was lit on the ground, and Hu Yi stood in the open field, looking at the lively girl with a bandaged head not far away.

"Dead mule, what are you pretending to be? Quickly count the number of prisoners, don't you see that it's getting dark?"

"Hey, look at you, I, Luo Fugui, took prisoners, it wasn't built!"

Xiao Hongying, who still had some faint pain in her head, didn't care that she was a wounded person at all, and kept picking things from the seized items, directly returning to the vicious look she used to be busy with bullets and equipment all day long.

She said that if she wants to set up a special agent company, she must start saving money from now on!

She secretly vowed in her heart that if she wanted to get her company equipment that didn't even have a single stroke, she must move closer to friendly troops!
As for the bandit captives who surrendered, she was not interested at all.
Victory means harvest.

Positional warfare is completely different from guerrilla warfare, and the price paid by the Ninth Battalion this time is not high.

Therefore, the joy of victory filled everyone's heart.

The biggest harvest came from the bandits who surrendered, so on the surface, Luo Fugui had the most credit.

The security forces retreated without even organizing a decent attack, which is not at all like a devil's virtue.

After picking things up for a long time, the girl's excitement began to fade: "Mule."

"What's the matter?"

"How do you say that the artillery of the friendly army is so accurate?
"Of course they have artillery to shoot accurately."

"Wan Baxi, that prodigal son, shot all the shells supported by the friendly army again!"

"If you hadn't been shot, Li Xiang would not be willing to shoot the shells straight away."

"Hey, what does this have to do with me?"

At this moment, Luo Fugui was not in the mood to argue with the girl: "Well, it really has nothing to do with you. Half of the artillery shells supported by the friendly army were given to Gao, and they seemed to have not fired a single shot."

"Hey, Gao Yidao and his bastard are probably planning to stay here"

"This positional battle doesn't seem to be difficult!"

After looting the last corpse of the puppet soldier on the ground, Luo Fugui curled his lips: "No difficulty? If Boss Hu and I hadn't suppressed the devil's machine guns, those security forces might have rushed into our trenches long ago."

(End of this chapter)