under fire

795 Mixed reactions
late at night.

The village is not quiet.

Hu Yi walked quickly into a yard with the military doctor of the friendly army, and Luo Fugui at the door hesitated to speak.

"Don't be dumbfounded, quickly bring the flashlight." Hu Yi, who opened the curtain, said in a low voice.

In the low hut, the oil lamp on the window sill was flickering and giving off a faint light, Xiao Hongying was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping on the bed.

Immediately, the window was filled with a group of heads with no dignified expression, all of them slowed down their breathing, and no one made a sound.

Hu Yi picked up the petite body and gently placed the girl's head on the side of the bed.

With such a big movement of moving her body, Xiao Hongying didn't wake up either, she just moved her little hands lazily a few times, and continued to sleep in an inaudible raving.

Hu Yi reached out and touched the girl's forehead, which was a little cold.

Hu Yi began to remove the bandages on the girl's head, the military doctor next to him looked a little speechless, and Luo Fugui on the other side of Hu Yi was holding a flashlight.

The military doctor did not speak, took the flashlight from Luo Fugui, and carefully looked at the injured and swollen part of the hair on the back of the girl's head: "Didn't you say you were shot in the front, why did the ricochet go to the back of your head?"

Luo Fugui saw that Hu Yi had a sullen face and said nothing, so he quickly replied: "She wears a helmet."

The military doctor gave Luo Fugui a blank look, and some accusations and scolding Huai: "You are really serious, fighting is our old man's business, and you are really good enough to let women and children go to the battlefield."

Luo Fugui saw that Hu Yi's eyes became sharp, a bit like the rhythm of an outbreak, and immediately answered: "Hey, I told you, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and see what's going on with her injury!"

The military doctor then turned to the injury: "It's just scratched by a ricochet, it's not a big deal."

Luo Leigui, whose shadow covered most of the room, hurriedly explained the situation: "She was fine before dark, but she passed out immediately after eating dinner, and vomited after waking up. When I asked her, she only said that she had a headache and nothing else. I just fell asleep not long ago... I can't wake up no matter how loud I am."

The military doctor handed the flashlight to Luo Fugui, and then carefully pressed the injured part of the girl's head with both hands for a while: "It's just a concussion, just rest for a few more days."

Hu Yi's expression eased a lot. Seeing that the girl still hadn't woken up, his expression became a little worried: "Are you sure?"

The military doctor pulled off the gloves: "Don't say you haven't seen a brain injury, have you? She has no obvious wounds outside the skin, and the bones of the head where she was shot are intact. You can trust me, she is really fine!"

"Then I'll trouble you!" Luo Fugui slipped a banknote over.

The young military doctor pushed Luo Fugui's hand away, and directly despised: "Who do you think I am? I admire her for daring to go to the battlefield at such a young age!"

Watching the military doctor walk out of the yard, a large circle of soldiers from the Ninth Battalion surrounded by the window were all nervous, but no one asked the military doctor.

Luo Fugui, who was sending the military doctor out, was immediately surrounded by a large group of people who were worried about the girl's injury.

Luo Fugui lowered his voice and muttered: "The girl is fine, what did that guy say and his brain was concussed."

After Luo Fugui sent the military doctor out of the yard, a soldier asked the squad leader next to him, "What is a concussion?"

The squad leader speculated: "Maybe. It should be that the brain was hit by a bullet."

The soldier didn't believe it: "No way, she was more noisy than anyone else when cleaning the battlefield this afternoon."

"You know what a fart, I only survived the ricochet once, and it doesn't hurt much to get a sap on the head."

"When have you ever been sap?"

"When it was seized by Erlian last night. However, their squad leader didn't fare well. I kicked him eight hundred miles away."

"Then how are you all right?"

The squad leader was triumphant, and his voice became higher and higher: "Do you think that my kung fu is for nothing?"

As soon as the military doctor left the courtyard, he was surrounded by soldiers from the Second Battalion waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

Turning back and hearing the bluff, he slapped the squad leader on the neck: "Be quiet"

Hu Yi blamed himself very much. He sat on the edge of the bed next to the girl in a daze. He always thought that he could protect the girl well, but he never thought that the bullets on the battlefield would not recognize people at all. As a result, the whole body trembles at the thought of it.

Hearing about the girl's injury, Captain Geng, who arranged for a group of captives and wounded, went straight into the courtyard with a hen.

Luo Fugui, who had just driven out all the soldiers in the yard, immediately saw the chicken in Captain Geng's hand by the light of the oil lamp in the window, and his eyes lit up, "Where did you get this?"

"Erlian's Kuaileg, who was scouting with us outside, got it back, and asked me to bring it to the girl."

Thinking of the girl fainting, how kind are the people from Erying?For the first time, Luo Fugui was not so interested in chickens: "Erlian? You mean the correspondent under Gao Yidao?"

"Eh, I forgot that they are now the second battalion. Hey, how is the girl now? I think she is cleaning the battlefield with you when it is dark, isn't she all right?"

"I fainted after eating, but the military doctor of the friendly army came to see me and said it's nothing serious, and I'll be fine after a few days of recuperation!"

"Hu Lian, Battalion Commander Hu is in the house?"

Luo Fugui took the chicken over, skillfully plucked the hair on its neck, and prepared to kill the chicken: "Here!"

"The battle is over, and the next action is still under arrangement, I have to invite him to a meeting"

Luo Fugui pulled out the bayonet and cut the chicken's neck open, dropped the bayonet, and pressed the chicken's neck into the lunch box to catch the chicken's blood: "The girl is injured, and she has a fart meeting"

"The girl is injured, and everyone feels uncomfortable. Shouldn't we beat up a few more devils to vent our anger?"

"What you said seems to make sense." Luo Fugui stepped back and kicked the big dog next to him who was squeezing his nose and smelling the smell of chicken blood: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and boil water to pluck the hair."

The big dog was stunned for a moment: "Why don't you need to roast it?"

Luo Fugui gave the guy a blank look: "Your grandma. Are you really ignorant or just pretending? The wounded can only drink chicken soup!"

Captain Geng next to him was a little moved. There are so many wounded. One person can share some of the soup.

How did he know that Luo Fugui didn't have that plan at all, and no one except the girl remembered this chicken!

After sending the big dog away, Luo Fugui immediately took out the dead chicken and looked at it. Seeing that there was no more blood dripping from the neck of the chicken, he threw the chicken on half of the grinder and pan, and turned to look at Captain Geng: "Hey, I said, whether I can buy a few more chickens and get back the money is not a problem."

Reactions to the outcome of the battle have been mixed.

For the first time, Gao Yidao, who has never had a good face towards the national army, did not say a word of sarcastic remarks to the allies who supported him!

The seriously wounded men under him were unable to move their bodies for the time being, and several of them were shot back and forth by the devil's bullets!

Even a few of those who were shot in the head have yet to die. I have to admire the skill of the friendly military doctor!
In the battle in the afternoon, the Second Battalion directly annihilated more than 50 people from a team on Guizi West Road. The Second Battalion suffered the largest casualties. Can't chew the hard bones of a team of devils!
The living soldiers are still immersed in the joy of capture and the sorrow of sacrificing their comrades.

The frontal friendly forces destroyed the Devil's heavy machine guns, and the Ninth Battalion destroyed the Devil's light machine gun firepower group. The Devil's machine gunners had changed at least four or five shots, and only the Devil's machine gunners had lost at least [-] people.

Wang Penglian was almost competing with the bandits in marksmanship!With one company against three or four hundred bandit soldiers, one against four, except for a few of his subordinates who did not dodge in time and scratched their heads, none of them were sacrificed, and of course the capture was almost zero.

After the battle started, the armed task force spent most of their time guarding the prisoners Luo Fugui persuaded to surrender.

As the main force, the security forces lost at least one company, and a team of nearly 2000 people was beaten by guerrillas and had to retreat!

Lieutenant Guizi was beaten for life by the guerrillas.

From the perspective of friendly Long Huanzhang, the scale of this battle is not small. Based on the ratio of battle damage, the casualty ratio of the Eighth Route Army and the Devils is almost one to one. Two, a big victory!
Except that the battle on the west side is still a little bit intense, the frontal and eastern battlefields are pure nonsense!

I roughly understand the characteristics of the eight-way guerrilla strike, as long as the persimmons are picked softly!You can fabricate whatever you want!
Fighting guerrillas on the plain is not difficult. As long as the tactics are arranged properly, even if you face the devil head-on, he always feels that there is something wrong. When did the devil become so easy to fight?
After personally leading people to bury the dead men, he led the guards and walked into the village with firm steps.

Looking at the roof and wall of a compound, soldiers under Wang Pengying are everywhere on guard.

The four corners of the yard were lit with torches, and there were dark figures sitting on the ground, which should be the bandit soldiers captured in this battle.

Several people were sitting at a table, as if they were identifying the bandits who had surrendered.

Preview of the next chapter: Want to run?That's so easy!Tian Sanqi night attack
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