Expedition to Europe

There will always be casualties in war, this is inevitable.

But if the casualties were avoidable due to technical and tactical reasons, then it is unforgivable.

When seeing the Malagasy people flooding the bunker on the front line, even though Huang Li had been through many battles, he still couldn't help blaming himself.

If it weren't for Huang Li's encouragement before the war, perhaps the soldiers in the bunker could retreat when the war was not going well.

But on the battlefield, Huang Li didn't have much time to blame himself. The dead are gone, and Huang Li is still responsible for the living soldiers.

"Order, if those Malagasy people get too close, the soldiers in the bunker can retreat." Huang Li issued the order in time, not wanting to see the tragedy repeat itself.

At the time when the order was conveyed, two more bunkers fell. The defensive soldiers in these two bunkers were smart. Before the bunkers fell, the soldiers in the bunkers withdrew in time, avoiding more casualties.

In fact, compared with the casualties of the Malagasy people, the casualties on the "exploration team" side are almost negligible.

Standing in Huang Li's position, as far as his sight can see, there are really floating corpses everywhere. It is not appropriate to describe it as "a layer of corpses", but "several layers". Especially in front of the bunkers at the front line, there are countless layers of corpses, extending all the way to a thousand meters away. Just within Huang Li's field of vision, there are estimated to be tens of thousands of corpses.

It can be seen that the Malagasy people are already at the end of their strength. There are fewer and fewer Malagasy people following the large army to charge. The Malagasy people who are charging are no longer full of enthusiasm and are moving forward. They are frightened and horrified. They stumble and move. They are no longer agile. The movements of charging are becoming more and more hesitant, and the speed is getting slower and slower.

"Brothers, hold on, these grandsons are going to die--" Huang Li ran back and forth on the wall of the camp to boost morale and encourage the soldiers to hold on. As long as they can hold on, victory will eventually belong to the "exploration team".

In fact, the battle has been going on for nearly two hours. Not only are there problems with the weapons, but the soldiers are also exhausted. Many machine guns can no longer be used. The machine gunners have picked up their rifles to continue fighting. Fortunately, the M-2 rifle has good firepower sustainability, which is much stronger than the bolt-action rifle. Therefore, the defense line can still be barely maintained at this point, and there is no sign of collapse.

The Madagascar people are still the ones who can't hold on. With a few long horn sounds, the Madagascar people finally stopped the suicidal charge and staggered away.

At the moment when the Madagascar people retreated, there was a moment of silence on the battlefield, as if everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and couldn't believe that the Madagascar people who were still ready to die the moment before would retreat.

When the retreat was confirmed, the defense line of the "exploration team" first rang with thunderous cheers, and then fell into a dead silence.

There is no doubt that this is not a battle at all, this is a massacre, an absolute massacre.

Huang Li's defenders had only about 500 people. Before the battle, the soldiers might have imagined dealing with 5,000 Malagasy people, or 10,000, or 20,000. But I'm afraid no one had thought that they actually killed 20,000 Malagasy people, and they massacred 20,000 Malagasy people in a way that was close to shooting.

These were 20,000 living people, not 20,000 chickens or 20,000 pigs. When the soldiers were fighting, they might not think about what this meant, but when the battle was over and they saw the corpses all over the ground and the tragic scene of corpses everywhere, the soldiers would remember what they had just done.

The soldiers of the "exploration team" were not those butchers who killed people like crazy after all.

So when the Malagasy people withdrew, although the Malagasy people were facing away from the direction of the "exploration team" soldiers, no one fired a shot, and just watched the Malagasy people leave.

Even if you just look at it, you can feel the heart-wrenching pain of the Malagasy people.

The attacking Malagasy people have just come to their senses. Almost all of them left with tears. Even during the retreat, when they found their injured companions or relatives who died in battle, they would cry and wail. Even if they were exhausted and the bodies of the dead were not intact, they would try their best to collect the bodies that were either broken into two or torn into pieces.

Further away, at the starting position of the Malagasy people, it was obvious that more than a dozen Malagasy people in robes were kneeling on the ground crying. These people might be the leaders of these tribes, or elders. They were crying and pointing to the direction of the temporary camp of the "exploration team". They were probably swearing or cursing. Because of the distance, Huang Li couldn't hear what they were crying and shouting, but he could still feel their sorrow.

"Mortar, three quick attacks!" Huang Li would definitely not leave these hidden dangers. As the saying goes, if you catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. If these people were eliminated earlier, it is estimated that these Malagasy people would not be so reckless.

"Boom, boom, boom--" The rapid sound of artillery shells was fired again, and this time the sound was no longer brisk. The whistling sound of the artillery shells passing through the air was more like a wail.

The quality of Lan Fang's artillery is really good. A burst of orange-red fireballs flashed by, and the hillside in the distance was submerged in smoke and dust. It was unclear what the effect was. One could only see a long robe fluttering in the smoke and dust, and then fell weakly in the smoke and dust after dancing wildly in the air.

It really seemed like the last madness of these Malagasy people.

"Military doctor, treat the wounded immediately." Huang Li paid no attention to the hillside in the distance, but paid more attention to the bunker that was just submerged by the Malagasy people.

In fact, Huang Li didn't need to order. As soon as the Malagasy people began to retreat, four military doctors who had been on standby for a long time rushed towards the bunker with several male nurses carrying stretchers, trying to find the wounded for treatment.

It didn't take long for the military doctor to come out of the bunker wiping tears, and the stretcher carried by the dejected nurse was covered with white cloth.

"What the hell——" Huang Li's heart ached again, and he punched the battlement of the wall, obviously scratching his skin.

"The soldiers fought to the last moment. There are traces of grenade explosions in the bunker. It is estimated that a soldier detonated the grenade in his hand at the last moment. It is miserable. Our soldiers have traces of being bitten. It is estimated that they were in hand-to-hand combat." The female military doctor came up to report to Huang Li. She burst into tears after a few words.

"Where is the body?" Huang Li's eyes were also red, and his voice was a little muffled. Tears rolled in his eyes, but they just couldn't fall.

Inside the camp gate, six stretchers were lined up, all covered with white cloth. A bloody hand was exposed from under the white cloth, which looked really desolate.

"Gather all the brothers and say goodbye to these brothers." As the military commander, Huang Li must seize every opportunity to boost morale. The opportunity in front of him is a good opportunity to boost morale.

Wu Qing also ran over from the other end of the camp with a few people. Fortunately, there was no stretcher on Wu Qing's side, and it seemed that there were no casualties.

Soon, except for the necessary sentinels, everyone gathered in the parade ground of the temporary camp.

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"Bring some clean uniforms." Huang Li did not say anything encouraging, but was ready to prove everything with facts.

Soon, the company commander of the company where these soldiers were located came over with a few clean uniforms. Wu Qing took them. Huang Li leaned over and lifted a white cloth covering the stretcher. This was a very young soldier, who looked no more than 20 years old. His face was still very tender, but now it was covered with blood. Even though he had been dead for a long time, his eyes were still not closed. He looked at the sky persistently, empty and without spirit, like a frozen photo, with no focus.

The soldier's clothes had been stripped off, and his body was covered with scars. There was almost no intact skin on his body. There were even traces of being bitten on his neck. And judging from the traces of the wounds, this was not a wound caused by hand-to-hand combat, but after the soldier died, someone still refused to let him go.

It was really cruel!

Huang Li knelt beside the corpse without caring about his image. He first helped the soldier close his eyes, and then wiped the blood stains on the soldier's face with a wet towel, not sparing even the smallest blood stains, as carefully as if he was wiping his most beloved porcelain.

The wind hung up silently, rolling up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, swirling up to the sky and slowly falling down. The flags at the entrance of the camp made a "squeaking" sound when blown by the wind, and the wires also made a whining sound. The bloody smell in the air was disgusting, and the soldiers lined up on the parade ground were solidified like sculptures.

Finally, someone sobbed. This was the female military doctor and the female nurse. They were always sentimental.

"Damn it, I said it a long time ago, this won't work. Let's see--" There was a sudden quarrel in the distance.

Huang Li looked up and looked in the direction of the sound. It was Magnum who was locked up during the battle just now.

"Tell him to take his men to clean up the battlefield outside, burn all the bodies and bury them. The burial depth must not be less than ten meters. If it is one meter less, I will throw him in." Huang Li ignored Magnum and did not stop.

Several soldiers ran over quickly. It sounded that Magnum did not want to obey the orders of those soldiers, but after a few scoldings and the sound of the butt hitting the flesh and screams, everything fell silent.

Some people must be shown force to them so that they can recognize the reality. Those Malagasy people are like this, and so is Magnum.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. When Magnum, who was forced to work, passed by Huang Li, Huang Li could clearly feel the resentment in Magnum's eyes.

Of course he would resent, but when Magnum walked out of the camp gate and saw the scene in front of him, Magnum was really dumbfounded.

Resentment?

Don't be funny, how dare you!