All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 195, after the tragic victory
Gunpowder smoke filled the sky, covering the rising sun.

Most of the poisonous gas was blown away by the air waves from the explosion, and the tragedy on the battlefield made both warring parties tremble with fear.

Corpses strewn all over the field is not an illusory adjective, but a reality before people.

"1000 people, it will be gone in less than two hours."

The palms of Tokutaro Juni's back were trembling uncontrollably, and he sighed in a low mood.

The number of vicious battles their Sixth Division has fought cannot be counted, but no matter how fierce the battle is, it is less than half... no, even a third of it.

There was no emotion on Gu Hisao's face, neither anger, shock, nor worry.

Tani Hisao's heart is also overwhelmed, the strength of the opponent, especially the tenacity of fighting to the death.

They are all extremely rare since he has been in the army for decades.

It is not terrible to have the tenacity to fight to the death.

Having a good weapon is not invincible.

When the two are mixed together, it is a rare and powerful army in the world.

In the past, the Sixth Division was the so-called Central Army who was crushed to the point of being defeated by them, and then it was hatred, mixed with deep fear.

That is the fear of being beaten.

Today, they met a better opponent.

It was impossible to retreat. Hisao Tani led the Sixth Division and had never been afraid of anyone.

A powerful enemy will only inspire his fighting spirit.

"Take a rest for an hour and study the next attack plan."

After saying a word, Hisao Tani turned and walked towards the division headquarters.

Many senior military officers hurriedly followed, each with embarrassed and worried faces.

They have never encountered a strong opponent, and it is necessary to study how to beat them and kill a bunch of brain cells.

Can the plan obtained by killing brain cells be implemented to win?
No one has a bottom in their hearts.

The third battalion commander Wang Huaibao brought a company to take over the position. He was shocked by the brutality of the battle.

As far as the eye can see, there is almost no place to stay.

There are craters left by shells everywhere, and if you step on it casually, you can step on some corpse parts.

Wang Huaibao stepped on a broken leg wearing yellow military trousers, which was left by the little devil who rushed to the battlefield.

I don't know how he died, but it is certain that he was torn apart by their Japanese shells.

Among the more than 100 people in the eighth company, there are no new recruits who have just joined the army, otherwise they would step on a broken hand, and they would have to go crazy on the spot.

"Quick, save people first, dig out those who can breathe."

The medical squad leader, wearing a red cross cuff with a white background on his arm, rushed to the battlefield with a medicine box.

The soldiers in the health squad didn't bother to lament the brutality of the battle.

They need to rush to save people first, and if they act quickly, they may save a life.

Dig the soldiers out of the soil, open the gas mask and sniff.

Eight out of ten were out of breath, and the remaining two were either wounded or disabled.

For simple bandaging, he needs to be immediately put on a stretcher and sent to the field hospital behind for treatment.

The dozen or so people in the sanitation team were not enough. Wang Huaibao left a platoon to monitor the enemy, and took the rest to help carry stretchers to save people.

"Squad leader, I found the instructor of the second battalion."

The health squad leader who had systematically learned first aid knowledge hurried forward to check and confirmed the first battalion-level cadre of the independent regiment killed in this battle.

The cause of death was pierced through the chest cavity by fragments of the explosion, in short, by a cannon blast.

"While they were entangled in a bayonet fight, the devil's shells came down, and dozens of cannons fired together."

Wang Huaibao, who was watching the battle from the rear and was about to join the battlefield, was very impressed by that scene. He sighed: "There is no anti-gun hole, and there is a high probability that we can't hide."

Not long after, a soldier dug out the second battalion commander Shen Quan who was still panting from the pile of corpses like digging a yam egg.

The deadly fragments were probably blocked by the falling corpses.

Shen Quan's injuries were not serious, only a few wounds, and he was stunned.

The soldiers carried him onto the stretcher, and he woke up leisurely.

"Captain Shen, do you feel any discomfort? Especially the chest and abdomen."

The head of the health squad asked concerned. He was worried that the other party's internal organs would be injured by the shells. It seemed to be fine on the surface, but in fact it was very fatal.

"No, I just feel pain in my leg."

Shen Quan didn't pay too much attention to himself, and grabbed the sleeve of the health squad leader: "How is the situation in the second battalion, where are the soldiers?"

Wang Huaibao, who came over after hearing the news, couldn't bear to tell the truth.

But he knew better that he couldn't hide the truth, they all crawled out of the pile of dead people, so how can he still have no points in his heart?
Wang Huaibao played tricks, briefly mentioned the situation of the Second Battalion, only said that more than forty people had been rescued, and focused on the price paid by the enemy.

Hundreds of devils rushed to the battlefield, and none of them retreated alive.

That is at least an infantry brigade.

The strength of the army is one to three, and they won the battle.

The key opponent is the first-class division of the Japanese army, the trump card of the trump card.

The Second Battalion directly played the prestige of the independent regiment, letting the enemy know that their Eighth Route Army is not easy to mess with.

Wang Huaibao admired from the bottom of his heart: "Old Shen, your Second Battalion is doing well. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. You are amazing."

"A tragic victory, this is a tragic victory..."

Shen Quan looked at the devastated land, without the joy of victory, and shed two lines of tears sadly.

The boy does not cry easily, but it is not when he is sad.

The three infantry companies of the second battalion had more than 300 people, and only four NO.50 people were left. Less than one-sixth of the sacrifices remained, and they were all wiped out.

With four or five wounds all over his body, the man who didn't groan, finally couldn't control his emotions.

Wang Huaibao's forceful smile gradually faded away. Others were rather stupid, and cadres who did not do political work would talk and not comfort others.

And this is something that no one else can comfort.

So many comrades-in-arms at night and day have died, and the familiar faces will never be seen again, and can only be kept in memory.

Who can not be sad, who can let go?

If it were Wang Huaibao, it would be impossible for him to do better than Shen Quan.

The two soldiers used stretchers to carry Shen Quan, who was ashamed, to the rear.

Several pieces of shrapnel were inserted into his leg, the blood continued to flow out, and the soaked gauze became more and more colorful, and an operation had to be performed as soon as possible to remove it.

After finishing the search and rescue, the next step is to clean up the battlefield and make up for the damned enemy.

The Independence Regiment's attitude towards the Japanese army has always been that it does not keep prisoners, even if the superiors repeatedly request that the prisoners be treated preferentially.

Of course, if the devil voluntarily surrenders, it can be considered.

If you work hard, there is nothing to say.

Stabbing a bayonet to send the enemy to die is easy, but if you bring him back, it will cost medical resources to save him.

If it's the farmer and the snake, Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, wouldn't it be too bad.

The Japanese army did not abide by the Geneva Convention, and the entire independent regiment simply did not bother to abide by it.

There are also collecting ammunition and carrying the corpses down for burial. Those tasks were all done by soldiers from the Ninth Company who had just been mobilized from the rear.

The soldiers of the eighth company cleared away the corpses in the position and directly entered the state of preparing for battle.

No one can guarantee when the enemy will attack.

Perhaps in the next moment, a cannonball will fly in.

At the regiment headquarters in the rear, Li Yunlong felt extremely heavy when he heard the statistics of casualties.

Since he took over the Independence Regiment, it was the first time that a battalion was almost wiped out.

Zhao Gang said: "The Second Battalion is doing well, they have done their best.

A brigade of the first-class division attacked the position, and the entire artillery regiment behind it supported it with firepower. No one could do better than them. "

Li Yunlong nodded slightly, and he also admitted this.

The second battalion blocked more enemies than them, and gained an advantage in hand-to-hand combat.That's already amazing.

The Japanese army's hand-to-hand combat technology is recognized as strong.

In addition, it is the most elite unit, which has an advantage in numbers.

The five infantry battalions of the Independent Regiment are in the same situation, and it doesn't mean that any one sent up can withstand it.

More than half of them died in the hand-to-hand combat, and the Japanese army's madness suddenly bombed their own people, which led to the second battalion almost killing all the establishments.

No one can help.

Shen Quan has been pushed into the operating room of the field hospital, and when he wakes up, Li Yunlong must go and see.

The entire second battalion is a hero, and this unit must be rebuilt in the future.

It will take at least a few months to rebuild an army capable of fighting tough battles, and it will be a matter of the future.

Back to the present.

Li Yunlong touched the three lines of defense established on the map and fell into thinking.

It must be admitted that the enemy's artillery is too powerful.

For any unit that stands firm, it is an extremely cruel test.

However, the enemy invested in troops regardless of the cost, directly pulling the test of difficulty to the difficulty of hell.

The first line of defense defended by the second battalion and the fifth company, the density of a company in that place would be too high.

No matter how many people are placed, it is easy to cause too many unnecessary casualties under shelling.

But if there are fewer people, the situation just now will appear.

How can it be avoided?

Zhao Gang said worriedly: "Lao Li, the second battalion has been wiped out, and we only have three infantry battalions in command.

If the fight continues like this, let alone seven days, even three days is enough.

In my opinion, why don't we give up the first line of defense and retreat to the second line of defense? "

One battalion was lost in one morning, and it is estimated that it would be exaggerated to last three days. At this rate, it would be wiped out in two days.

The enemy lost an infantry brigade, of course more than them.

But there are many people in the family.

The entire division is 30,000 people small, and there are six infantry brigades in a brigade, and Duizi can kill them all.

"Retreating is not the solution to things..."

What Li Yunlong said suddenly stopped, and changed his words: "But this time, it seems to work."

On the contrary, Zhao Gang, who persuaded him to retreat, was confused. Should he withdraw or not?

"Old Li, what do you mean?"

"At your suggestion, retreat to the second line of defense."

Li Yunlong's answer made Zhao Gang even more flustered.

That's a stubborn donkey, and no one can persuade him if he has an idea.

Zhao Gang's previous suggestion of fighting would be choked back.

Li Yunlong's arbitrary style of work was criticized several times before the situation improved.

Doing this now, wouldn't it be digging a hole and waiting for him to jump?
A staff officer at regiment headquarters asked:
"Head, what do you mean, our second line of defense is narrower and easier to defend, so we have to retreat?"

"That's right, and it can also reduce the room for Japanese artillery to play."

Li Yunlong pointed to the map and said to everyone: "Look, the entrance of the valley is shaped like a gourd, with the widest bottom.

The enemy can place artillery from all directions around the bottom periphery of the gourd.

But once we come to the middle of the gourd, the shooting range of the enemy's artillery will be limited, and overall it will be weakened. "

Everyone suddenly realized when they heard this.

The artillery's grenade hits a curved trajectory, and it stands to reason that it will not be affected.

But in fact, the widest part of the second defensive position is no more than 100 meters, and there are mountains on both sides, which are still upright and steep.

Except for shelling through the frontal access openings.

If the cannon wants to fire beyond the visual range, it will be affected by the mountain, and the shell will explode on the top of the mountain.

There is another advantage of retracting, that is, you can arrange manpower on the steep mountain, condescending to assist the defense, and it is also a big blow to the attacking enemy.

Li Yunlong did not arrange the first line of defense here before, but he was actually ambitious.

He wanted the enemy to play a refueling tactic. The wider the line of defense, the more actively it could kill the enemy.

A company's position is normally attacked by a squadron. No matter how many people are attacked by artillery fire and machine guns, unnecessary casualties will occur.

Letting the enemy refuel bit by bit is like pulling a hole in the body and bleeding continuously.

Create excellent opportunities for the headquarters' next strategy.

But how could he have imagined that the devil would not play cards according to common sense.

One battalion of infantry came up at a time.

Although the intensity of the attack has indeed been greatly enhanced, how many people will die on the attack road of several hundred meters?
If it were Li Yunlong, he would be reluctant to be so reckless.

Switch to the second line of defense, a total of [-] meters long opening, two heavy machine guns cross fire, no matter how many little devils come, it is not enough to see.

If the little devil sends another infantry brigade to charge up this time, play an intensive charge.

Haha, then Li Yunlong can wake up with a smile in his dreams.

If you donate your head for nothing, you will never be able to encounter such a good thing in eight lifetimes.

Knowing Li Yunlong's way of thinking, Zhao Gang had to express his admiration. After fighting for half his life, he was really capable.
He wanted to retreat to the second line of defense, which was completely different from what others thought.

At most, he was forced to retreat, and the other was to defend instead of attack, making the enemy pay more.

Zhao Gang humbly asked, "Then when will the third battalion be withdrawn?"

Li Yunlong pondered and said: "Immediately, inform the commander of the third battalion to retreat. The speed must be fast. If you are slow, wait for the bombardment!"

At the same time, he ordered the nine companies and ten companies behind the position to quickly withdraw to the second line of defense.

The Ninth Company dispatched a platoon to take over the second line of defense and prepare to defend against the enemy.

Facts have proved that Li Yunlong's decision is very correct.

The commander of the 10rd Battalion led the [-]th Company, which had just withdrawn less than [-] minutes later, and the Japanese army launched a second attack after an interval of more than an hour.

The shells hit the position like hail, followed by a violent attack as before.

If you withdraw more slowly and get entangled, I'm afraid you won't be able to withdraw.

Zhao Gang was quite amazed, and asked Li Yunlong the reason for his decision.

Li Yunlong said coolly: "Nothing else, intuition, the intuition that comes from dealing with devils a lot."

(End of this chapter)