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Chapter 379
After solving this matter, Li Chong felt a little more relaxed.

This encirclement and suppression battle involved quite a lot. If the reserve team of the brigade headquarters and old comrade Jing Jiamo hadn't launched forces around Nanchang City at the same time, drawing the attention of the devils, would the anti-encirclement and suppression campaign in Meiling be resolved so quickly? , it's hard to say.

So I must say thank you.

This thank you is the [-]-rod [-] cover and the two crooked handles. The two crooked handles are just decorations. The highlight is the [-]-bar [-] cover.

Looking at the "stacks of guns" before the regiment headquarters, Li Chong couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After all, his character is not "the one who owes money is the uncle".

It is also rich now. The most indispensable thing for the whole regiment is the long spear. There are as many long spears as there are as many ghosts and puppet troops wiped out. The whole regiment has never had such a surplus of long spears. Allocating 250 long spears to go out, compared to the existing reserves , all just drizzle.

Seeing the officers and soldiers of the regiment headquarters constantly carrying weapons to the ammunition depot, Li Chong has decided to "focus on development" in the next step. Now that there is no shortage of guns, he should focus on developing the number of people.After all, after the anti-encirclement campaign this time, more than half of the officers and soldiers of the regiment headquarters were killed or injured, and the guard squad and the special agent platoon were all disabled. While the number is restored, the number of recruits must be expanded at the same time, and the number of the whole regiment will increase next.

With all the calculations in mind, the penultimate thing left to do is the fallen soldiers who have not yet been buried.

Of course, the last thing to do is to deal with the devils on Erlongzhai Mountain.

After breakfast, Li Chong asked the officers and soldiers to prepare for the burial.

At this time, except for 150 people from each of the three battalions to besiege the devils at the foot of Erlongzhai Mountain, and 50 people from each to help clean up and rebuild the abandoned regiment bunkers, the rest of the troops returned to their respective battalions. .

The neatly cleaned corpses of soldiers were carried to the unnamed mountain one kilometer away from the main peak.

A wooden platform was built under the unnamed mountain, with hundreds of cloths hung on it, and simple soul-calling banners were inserted between the hills. Behind the wooden platform would be the resting place for the sacrificed officers and soldiers.

People from the art troupe from the theater troupe are doing simple white things, as expected of being from the theater troupe, they can switch between red and white things with ease.

Before the burial, the solemn and solemn memorial ceremony began. Li Chong stepped onto the stage and explained the cause and effect of the encirclement, especially affirming the sacrifices made by the officers and soldiers of the regiment and the great victory achieved in the encirclement.

After the speech, Li Chong personally participated in the operation of digging up the mountain, and as the head of the regiment, he personally participated in the digging and burial, which not only comforted the deceased, but also encouraged other officers and soldiers.

Two by two groups dug the soil, and after more than two hours, all the officers and soldiers killed in battle were buried in the soil.

At the foot of the mountain, on a protruding stone, the four characters "Anti-Japanese Heroic Soul" were carved out.

"Get ready-let it go! Let it go! Let it go!"

Three orders were issued, and a platoon of officers and soldiers temporarily acted as a guard of honor, and three gunshots rang through the forest.

For the sake of the nation and to expel the Japanese aggressors, such sacrifices will continue in the future.

Since ancient times, the land of China has paid attention to burrowing into the soil, and such a sense of ritual has also brought together the living officers and soldiers. The troupe who were forced to come here at the beginning saluted the mountain, and their sense of belonging grew stronger.For the art team led by brothers and sisters Gao Tong and Gao Xiaoyu, the operas they sang with family and country feelings in the past have been echoed at this moment.

When everyone in the regiment buried their former comrades in person, several small-scale battles had already taken place in the mountains of Erlongzhai.

When the smoke surrounded the foot of the mountain in the morning light, the devil squadron leader from Daxiangbu Township realized that he was surrounded on the mountain. He tried to send several teams down the mountain to explore the road, but every road down the mountain was blocked. If you want to go down the mountain without moving your face, unless you have wings.

These small-scale battles were all caused by the devils investigating the situation at the foot of the mountain. The 450 guerrillas from the national army and Xiao Yuan and Li Shuangqiang sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. Ready; but if the devils don't go down the mountain, they won't take the initiative to attack the mountain.

As far as the devils on Erlongzhai Mountain were concerned, the several tentative attacks were not fruitless. At least the devils knew that there were not only the Eighth Route guerrillas down the mountain, but also the Chongqing army.

"Squadron leader, what should we do? Overnight, we have been surrounded."

The three devil squad leaders gathered around the squadron leader Daxiangbu Township, discussing countermeasures.

"Baga, how could so many imperial troops fail?"

Daxiang Buxiang pulled out his bayonet and cut off a sapling beside him. The force of the knife showed his extreme irritability.

Although squatting on the mountain is safe for the time being, food is limited after all, and it will be a dead end if you don't break out.

But he couldn't make a decisive choice to go down the mountain to break through. Daxiang Buxiang knew that he was not sure to break out of the many plum ridges that stood on the top of the mountain and could not see the edge.

"Send a report to the head of the division to explain the situation here!"

Although I know that the division may not be able to help me, but in this situation where I can't feel a way out, all I can think of is to report to the division.

Daxiang Buxiang didn't know, but at this moment he was not far away from the head of the division, He Mao.

Ogamo came to the railway line on the east side of Meiling in an armored train this morning, not for a comeback, but because he suffered such a big loss. Some couldn't justify it, so after a sleepless night, he came in person in an armored train.

On this morning, Ogamo saw the train turned into scrap iron, the coal burned into cinders, and the surviving soldiers who had been "evacuated" from Meiling.

Although he was prepared in his heart, seeing the number of soldiers who had withdrawn, his eyes were still darkened.

Before entering the mountain, there were more than 200 Nantian Brigade, except for the more than 160 soldiers of the imperial army who were hanging in the precarious situation in Meiling, there were only [-] people left standing in front of him, barely forming a squadron.

As for the Imperial Association Army, compared to the 350 people before entering the mountain, the word "3" in front of them was directly erased!

In fact, there were only 512 Ergouzi who died around Li Chong's regiment headquarters. According to the number of 350 puppet troops dispatched to the east of Meiling, and 300 puppet troops to Anyi County and Fengxin County, the total number reached 950 puppet troops. , and considering that there are more than 60 Ergouzi squatting on Erlongzhai Mountain at the moment, more than half of Ergouzi died around the main peak of Meiling.

Even if some were hunted down during the night pursuit, the puppet army who fled to the east of Meiling at this moment would not have reduced from the 350 people who set out to less than 50 people now.

In fact, there were not a few Er Gouzi who took off their clothes, dropped their guns and ran back to their hometown during the flight.

Compared to what Ogamo saw in front of his eyes, the number of puppet troops who had fled back to the strongholds of Guojia Town and Changbu Town at this moment was even more miserable.

(End of this chapter)