Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 703
Tang Dao did not rush to order the entire army to move supplies immediately, but instead ordered the entire army to rest on the spot.

On the battlefield just after the battle, all the officers and soldiers of the Independence Battalion sat on the ground around nearly a hundred bonfires that had been lit.

No wine, just meat.

Regardless of rank or service, each soldier is given two cans of canned food.

It was all beef or canned fish seized from the Japanese army’s truck. The Japanese army’s logistics when it first landed on the Chinese battlefield was much stronger than in the future. It's not the small miscellaneous fish that will fool people in the future, and it is served with white rice cooked by each class with Japanese helmets hung upside down on the campfire.

Even without wine, the soldiers who had just experienced a life-and-death battle ate happily.

Sweeping away the gloom that hung on most people's faces after the previous battle at Mouse Mountain.

From a tactical point of view, that blocking battle was a victory, but watching the remains lifted off the battlefield, watching the two infantry companies finally have to become the brightest fireworks in the evening under their own artillery fire, the hearts of all the soldiers In fact, there is an indescribable bad breath in my heart.

The kind of victory that was exchanged for countless lives they are familiar with is precious, but full of sadness.

But this time, it was very different.

They slaughtered more than 2000 devils, but the losses were so small that they could not believe it.

According to the reports of each company and the summary of the battalion staff, the entire army died in this battle, 53 people were killed, 186 people were seriously injured, and 360 people were slightly injured. When all casualties are combined, no more than 600 people were killed.

In fact, this figure also has a certain amount of moisture.

At least in the eyes of most people, many minor and serious injuries do not need to be included in this number.

For example, because of a sudden fall while running, the knee was scratched, and it looked bloody, but in fact, applying dirt on it did not affect the combat effectiveness at all.Even a soldier like Tudou with bloodstains on his face was considered a minor injury.

It's not that the soldiers are weak, it's that the company commanders strictly follow Tang Dao's order to count. As long as there is bleeding, it is considered a minor injury, even if it is a scratch; It's not because the battalion has subsidies for minor injuries and serious injuries. It is estimated that many people will deliberately conceal these minor injuries.

In fact, excluding the 53 people who died in battle, there will never be more than 100 people who were completely incapacitated by shrapnel or bullets.

In other words, in this ambush, the Independent Battalion, whether it was the parts of the two small battlefields before and after the valley, or the main battlefield in the valley, actually played a battle loss ratio that could dazzle all the bosses. .

1 to 16, a number that is enough to inspire all Chinese people, and the Japanese are ashamed to look for cracks everywhere.

After a big victory, they can still eat meat with their brothers who fought side by side and share life and death together. Seeing the smiles on their faces and listening to them brag loudly about how awesome they are on the battlefield is the main reason why the soldiers are happy.

Miserable victories are acceptable, but no one likes miserable victories!

However, as the highest officer of the Independence Battalion, Tang Dao chose to hide this number.

After receiving Zhuang Shisan's counting of soldiers with scratches into the number of wounded soldiers, he frowned, took out the pen that Tantai Mingyue gave him, and personally changed the first digit of the overall casualty number to 9.

That means that when the independent battalion reports this battle to the army headquarters in the future, the battle loss ratio will be close to 1 to 3. It is a big victory, but it does not show how amazing it is.

More importantly, is this data falsification, even if it is a falsification of one's own casualties?
"Battalion Commander, this." Zhuang Shisan's lips twitched to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After following Tang Dao for such a long time, he has already figured out Tang Dao's temper. If Tang Dao said to hold a meeting to listen to everyone's opinions, then the big guys at the meeting would naturally speak freely. Even if they disagreed with Tang Dao, Tang Dao would not blame him. He is responsible, but if he has already decided on one thing, but still beeps aside, I am afraid that this person will not have a good face.

Tang Dao lowered his head and continued to read the telegram that Zhuang Shisan planned to report to the 145th Division Headquarters.

In the firelight, the shadow formed by the steel helmet blocked Tang Dao's face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In fact, what is democracy and what is centralization? Tang Dao has also been groping and trying to control it to a degree that he and all his subordinates can accept. If he is too arbitrary, he will make mistakes, but if all decisions are left to everyone for discussion, Not only is it too idealistic, but in this kind of wartime, it can only reduce the execution efficiency, and Tang Dao, as a soldier, will not be dizzy.

So far, it seems that Tang Dao, who was the commander of thousands of people for the first time in his past life, did a good job. At the most important moment, he decided the strategy and tactics in one word, ensuring the efficiency of execution, and leaving the unimportant ones to his subordinates to let them have a say opportunity to increase cohesion.

Just like now, Zhuang Shisan clearly knew that he was falsifying the data with the intention of fooling those big bosses far away from the battlefield, but finally chose to obey.

Tang Dao was very satisfied with this.

However, this is only one of them.

Zhuang Shisan didn't know that this was actually Tang Dao's last test for him. If this person had a slightly different heart or a decent face raised objections to this, Tang Dao would let him, the lieutenant colonel's chief of staff, leave without waiting for Jiangbei .

Based on his relationship with the 43rd Army, he only needs to send a message, and the school officer who was born as the battalion commander of the Songjiang Security Regiment will be transferred to the 43rd Army's military headquarters. Staff officers are nothing new.

After this battle, the Independence Battalion will withdraw to Jiangbei and escort hundreds of young students to the north. From then on, it will be separated from that person. People's hearts are complicated. Tang Dao never underestimates people's hearts and human nature. Under such circumstances, he must first ensure that the backbones around him are free of any moths.

The performance of Zhuang Shisan, the battalion chief of staff from the Songjiang security regiment who wanted to suggest but finally gave up, fit Tang Dao's needs for him very well.

You know, data falsification, especially on the battlefield, is a serious crime. The lieutenant colonel's chief of staff, who had to sign the telegram, stood firm with him after a brief hesitation.

In the future, when he heard that he was going to stand with that army, he might have a great chance of choosing to obey the order.

However, Tang Dao chose to risk the world's dissatisfaction by falsifying the data of the ministers at all levels and testing himself as the chief of staff again, which is not the most important thing.

He also has two deputy battalion commanders.

Regarding Tang Dao's decision, Guo Shouzhi was a little surprised at first, and then realized, showing approval on his face.

"The battalion commander is planning to completely swallow the Sichuan army. The casualties are so heavy that even the commander of the 145th division can't take back the more than 1000 people who were temporarily merged into the independent battalion!" Of course there is nothing wrong with Guo Shouzhi thinking this way.

Guo Shouzhi, who has been in the old army for many years, has seen the method of falsely reporting the number of soldiers and the chief's empty salary. Tang Dao just swallowed up a Sichuan army in reverse.

In this kind of war, working hard to strengthen yourself is the kingly way. At least the devils want to fight the independent battalion, and there is no way to do it without an infantry regiment.

This is because Guo Shouzhi doesn't know Tang Dao well enough.

Perhaps, Lei Xiong, who raised his brow slightly and his face was calm, could somewhat guess Tang Dao's true intentions.

Tang Dao is hiding his clumsiness!
Yes, "A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind", the ancient motto left by the Chinese ancestors is the wisdom of life.

Especially at this time, an army with such outstanding combat effectiveness is bound to be favored by the bosses.

At this time, the fancy result must be transferred to the Jinling battlefield.

It's not that Tang Dao is afraid of death. If he can reverse the situation of the battle and change his fate to avoid that heart-wrenching massacre, let alone 2000 people, even [-] people, Tang Dao can take them moths to the flame without hesitation .

However, the ruts of history are stubborn and chilling. Tang Dao, a little butterfly that traveled through time and space, has tried his best to collide with it. He fought against Sixing, against Songjiang, against Jiashan, and against Guangde. Sacrifice in exchange for a slight change.

However, no matter how he and the brave Chinese soldiers sacrificed and how they killed the Japanese invaders in front of them, they still watched the ruts of history overlap in despair.

At this time, Jinling was still the same as it used to be in time and space. It was besieged by heavy Japanese soldiers before and after, and it was about to become a cemetery.

In ancient times, there was Jing Ke, who was windy and windy, easy to be cold, and knew what he couldn't do, so he became a hero who never came back.

If he was alone, Tang Dao would also be willing to become such an assassin, guarding that group of people in that city alone to the end.

But he is not, he is a soldier, he is already the commander of thousands of troops, knowing that he must die, but still brings thousands of elite soldiers who can kill more Japanese invaders to the cemetery, that is not a hero, that is stupid.

This is not a local war, but a national war. It is a protracted national war in which the endurance of the two sides is compared. Not to mention the elite soldiers, even the most common rifle will also become part of the endurance. China, whose national strength is weak, can only drag the war to the end. In the stage of stalemate, the "tug of war" of the stalemate was finally won by the unimaginable land area and huge population potential of the Japanese.

Sending elite soldiers to the cemetery because of loneliness and bravery is the stupidity of "releasing relatives and enemies".

For the final victory, Tang Dao must let this elite soldier survive.

Tang Dao believes that in the future battlefield, these 2000 people will surely kill ten times as many Japanese invaders, and become a part of that battle that requires incomparable "endurance".

Handing the completely revised draft to Zhuang Shisan, Tang Dao and Lei Xiong, whose faces were half covered by the shadow of the brim of their hats, looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

As expected of an old buddy who came out of the Battle of the Four Elements, Tang Dao doesn't need to explain too much, Tang Dao knows it, he understands!

(End of this chapter)