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"The wounded in Cangyun Ridge?!"

Li Yunlong suddenly stood up and stared at Mo Fan with disbelief on his face:

"Is there anyone alive?!"

It seemed that he made a temporary decision to break out of Cangyun Ridge head-on, but in fact, the entire New Regiment had been prepared for it long ago.

With advantages in fighting equipment, training, and strong morale, the little Japs made random decisions based on their imagination. As soon as he thought about it, the grass on Li Yunlong's grave would have been three meters high.

Opportunities only come to those who are prepared.

After Sakata died, the Japanese lost effective command, and everything went smoothly during the breakout. The battalions, companies, and platoons of the New Regiment supported each other in fighting, and the wounded were brought out in time. He also rescued the only stragglers, Zhang Dabiao and his group.

.

There shouldn't be any wounded left.

To be more precise, there should be no injured people left who can be saved.

It's cruel, but that's the reality.

Although their 386th Brigade operates together with the headquarters and is close to the headquarters hospital, due to resource and technology constraints, the medical level of the headquarters hospital is also limited, and medical resources are seriously insufficient.

Even if there are a very small number, they should be in a coma due to minor injuries, or be caught before they wake up, or return to the team on their own, or die together with the Japanese under desperate circumstances.

"I saved one hundred and seven soldiers of your regiment."

Mo Fan sighed:

"However, some soldiers were too seriously injured and could not be rescued. In the end, only 95 people survived, and five of them were disabled."

A top-notch doctor from the system can perform a flawless operation without any flaws, but a doctor is just a doctor, not a god. It is impossible for all the injured to be removed, and it is impossible for short limbs to be regenerated.

"Ninety-five!"

"Where are they?"

Li Yunlong was shocked again.

He thought there were only one or two, but he didn't expect there were so many.

"Currently in a temporary hospital I set up."

Mo Fan said:

"Because the injuries are too serious, although the surviving soldiers are out of danger, they are still unable to move, so they cannot be discharged from the hospital yet. Commander Li can send someone to take a look."

"This is the list of the wounded who survived."

Mo Fan handed the injured list to Li Yunlong.

"Huzi and Zhuzhu are actually still alive."

After taking the list, Li Yunlong looked at the people on the list with a complicated expression for a moment.

Rationally, he always thought this was impossible.

At that time, the pillar fell beside him, and he was shot in the left and right chests at the same time. He saw with his own eyes that the blood spurted out directly, and more than half of the blood was lost. There was only air coming out but not in.

There was also Huzi, who rushed into the Japanese heavy machine gun position with a cluster grenade. His flesh and blood were a mess, and there was no possibility of survival.

Moreover, even if the two of them breathed their last at that time, with such injuries, even if they were immediately sent to a top foreign hospital, the probability of survival would be very slim.

but,

Li Yunlong looked at Mo Fan,

There is absolutely no need for this person to lie to him, at least, there is no need to lie to him about the wounded. This is meaningless.

"Okay, I'll send someone to take a look."

Li Yunlong nodded.

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Half an hour later.

Mo Fan was drinking tea in the temporary reception room of the regiment headquarters, while Li Yunlong was lost in thought as he stared at the hundreds of boxes of weapons and ammunition that had been moved to the regiment headquarters yard.

According to the statistics of the regimental staff, there are thirty Czech light machine guns, five Maxim heavy machine guns, 100,000 rounds of Mauser pointed bullets, and 500 German M24 hand grenades.

Not only are they all genuine goods, they are all imported goods with original packaging.

"interesting."

Putting down the Czech stick in his hand, Li Yunlong sounded a little surprised.

Frankly speaking, he didn't trust that Mo Fan.

At least far from complete trust.

A person whom I had never met suddenly came over and wanted to do a deal with one of his regiment leaders to fight Japanese invaders. He also said that he had some undisclosed difficulties and could only cooperate with his regiment leader.

No one will believe this.

But the weapons and equipment in front of him made Li Yunlong feel that it didn't matter if he believed at all.

"Go and ask Sun Desheng to come over."

Li Yunlong said to a regimental officer.

if,

The wounded were actually rescued, which shows that Mo Fan is much stronger than he imagined.

It is not difficult to obtain these imported weapons. There are still many people in China who can do it.

But on the Cangyunling battlefield, under the noses of the Japanese, it was almost impossible to take away more than a hundred seriously injured soldiers from the new regiment who had almost entered the Palace of Hell, and to rescue 95 people.

If it's true,

"Captain, are you looking for me?"

Sun Desheng was not only a superb equestrian, but also a veteran with more than ten years of experience. Although he was no longer a cavalry officer at this time, he was still serving as a company commander in the new regiment.

"You ride a horse and go..."

Li Yunlong warned.

A few minutes later, when Mo Fan left with Sun Desheng on horseback, he suddenly thought of something.

"Brother Yunlong."

Mo Fan said to Li Yunlong:

"The general headquarters of your army is deployed in Daxia Bay, right?"

"Where did Brother Mo get this information? It's all from the old almanac."

Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"I got the news from the Japanese yesterday."

Mo Fan continued:

"The commander of the First Army stationed in Shanxi, Yoshio Shinozuka, sent Kazuki Yamamoto, who had just returned from Germany, to lead his Yamamoto special agent team to attack Daxia Bay, intending to pass through the Tuoshan Pass and Yangcun route to surprise the general headquarters of your army.

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"This group of Yamamoto special agents are truly elite Japs. Although there are only more than 60 people organized into three combat groups, their key members have received professional training in Germany. Their individual soldiers are of extremely high quality and are equipped with automatic firearms.

strong ability."

"Unfortunately, I don't know the specific time. I only know that the Yamamoto special agent team is about to set off."

"Yangcun..."

Li Yunlong continued to smile:

"Thank you, Brother Mo, for the information."

After Mo Fan and his party left, Li Yunlong's expression immediately darkened.

The location of the headquarters is not a secret. Correspondents, battalion and company level officers know it, and even many ordinary soldiers know it. However, the specific location of the headquarters where the boss and others are located is highly confidential information, and only a few people know it.

The Japanese sent a small group of troops to sneak attack the headquarters?

He returned to the regiment headquarters, pulled out the battle map, looked at Daxia Bay on the map, and fell into deep thought.

"Communications class."

Li Yunlong called two correspondents to tell Kong Jie about the incident and reported:

"You go to Yangcun and inform Commander Kong of the Independent Regiment. I have received information that a group of elite Japanese will pass through their defense area in the near future. Let him pay attention to strengthen vigilance..."

"You go to the brigade headquarters and inform the brigade commander of the information..."

After the two correspondents left the regiment headquarters, Li Yunlong first went to the yard to look at the pile of high-quality weapons and equipment, then dug out the peanuts and wine from the box, and ate the peanuts and drank the wine leisurely.

At this moment, Zhang Dabiao stepped into the door of the regiment headquarters.

Passing by the yard, he was first attracted by the weapons and ammunition boxes stacked in the yard. He walked up and curiously touched and looked at it. After a few minutes, he walked into the house:

"Captain."

"Come in."

Zhang Dabiao saluted Li Yunlong with a military salute.

"Dabiao, how is your injury?"

"Hi."

Zhang Dabiao patted his calf:

"It's okay. The Japanese's 38-meter cap has strong penetrating power, but it's not very lethal. The bullet left a small hole in my leg."
Chapter completed!