After confirming that the enemy had either been eliminated or escaped, the advance team members gathered together.

The advance team leader asked the telegraph operator to send a telegram to the main force. The first was to report the injuries to the people here. Although no one died, several people were injured and their movement was inconvenient. The second was to ask about the situation over there. Look at these people.

Which direction is suitable for insertion.

But the result was that there was no response for a long time. From the direction of the large army, the sound of gunfire was lively. From the sound of gunfire, it seemed that the one with the upper hand was from my side. Then why was there no telegram message?

Everyone in the advance team relies on Wang Wenwu, our Mr. Wang, for food. Wang Wenwu is over there. It doesn’t matter if all the people in the main force die, especially Ma Enxin, who doesn’t care how old he is and still runs away.

Come out. Wang Wenwu and Mr. Wang must not let anything happen to them.

The advance team decided to move closer to the main force. While moving, they reported to the main force.

The road in the mountains is difficult, and we were walking halfway. The gunfire from the main force suddenly stopped. For a moment, everyone in the advance team looked at each other, wondering what was happening over there. Is Mr. Wang still safe? The actions of the advance team.

More quickly.

Among the high mountains and dense forests, we suddenly found a large group of people running towards us. The advance team quickly set up an ambush on both sides of the mountain road.

The obvious movement in front suddenly became quiet. It seemed that the people who came had also discovered the advance team. For a moment, the forest was extremely quiet. Everyone's face was covered with sweat, but no one dared to use their hands.

Go and wipe.

The advance team leader looked vaguely ahead, looking like a 92nd Infantry Cannon. He quickly announced the joint signal loudly.

It turned out to be a false alarm. But if someone from the advance team had shouted slower, they would have been violently bombarded by the 92nd Infantry Artillery.

Wang Wenwu called the people from the advance team over to understand the situation. Except for a few injured and a little low on ammunition, everything was fine.

Wang Wenwu quickly ordered the team to leave here as soon as possible. The return of the advance team also made Wang Wenwu's heart drop. The people from Shaanxi rushed down and got together with the new recruits from his side.

Regardless of the life and death of his own people, Wang Wenwu ordered to open fire. The mountain road was filled with blood. Running along the way, whenever Wang Wenwu looked at these people, they all turned their heads to the side.

Wang Wenwu made these people suddenly mutiny along the way. Now it's better, the return of the advance team has greatly increased the number of people who can be trusted by Wang Wenwu.

I don’t know how many people from Shaanxi are still hiding in this mountainous area. If we do it again, maybe all of them will be here. Whether it is the old team members or the new recruits, they are all working hard. Even if they are still

Dragging the artillery takes much less time than going up the mountain.

As for the Independent Regiment, after Wang Wenwu led the team to leave, the political commissar gathered together the surviving Independent Regiment soldiers to clean up the scene. At this time, the Independent Regiment, which originally had nearly a thousand people, only had no more than two companies standing up.

Shaanxi lacked medical treatment and medicine, and the independent regiment was in the mountains. Not only did the injured soldiers not receive treatment, they did not even receive first aid. Many soldiers bled to death.

The political commissar looked at the regiment leader's face, which was covered with mud mixed with blood. He wiped it with his sleeve many times, but his face was still not clean and was always red.

The cleanup of the battlefield lasted for two days, and Shaanxi would not let go of any usable materials on the battlefield. The guns on Wang Wenwu's side were all new, and even the rifling was not worn.

Even the shell casings that fell into the soil cannot be spared. These must be collected again and recharged. There are also precious 92 Infantry Artillery shell casings here.

Shaanxi has never captured much infantry artillery, and there is never enough of it. This is especially true for supporting ammunition. Anything that can be reused must be taken away.

There were so many casualties this time that the independent regiment could only stay on the edge of the mountainous area to recuperate. It was said to be resting, but in fact it was more about waiting for all the seriously injured soldiers to die.

Although the old doctor in the mountain village prescribed a lot of medicine, in the face of such a large number of wounded, he could only revive a few soldiers who were stunned by high-explosive shells.

Although the weather was cold, the injured soldier's wounds did not quickly become purulent and infected. But the bruises on the skin told people that this man would not live long.

Every day, more than ten dead ones were taken out of the wounded and buried on nearby hills. The atmosphere in the independent regiment was solemn. Even the political commissar was lifeless.

When the leaders of the military division came to the temporary station of the Independent Regiment, everyone was like a zombie. The leader wanted to pull out a soldier and ask where the political commissar of the Independent Regiment was!

But the dead look in the soldier's eyes shocked the leader. His spine was broken.

When the leader met the political commissar, why did he become like this!

The leader first asked the political commissar to report the situation at that time. Although someone was sent to report to the headquarters, the leader wanted to hear the report of the political commissar, the commander who participated in the entire process.

The political commissar took the matter carefully from beginning to end, even the guerrillas were not spared. Because Wang Wenwu's side chose to retreat when they had the upper hand. The political commissar wanted to find out why.

Whenever the political commissar had time, he would sit there and think hard, but he could never get to the point. When the leaders of the military division came, the political commissar explained everything he had been thinking about in the past few days in one breath.

The political commissar asked: "Why do you think they retreated? They are fully capable of wiping out our independent regiment in that mountain. No matter it is the training equipment of the personnel or the density of firepower."

The leader said: "I don't know what the enemy thinks. But these people came from the Japanese-occupied areas, and these people are probably Japanese. If you put these people into a Japanese situation, what can you think of?"

The political commissar thought divergently and said: "Leader, what do you mean? The group in the middle is a group of real Japanese, and the others are puppet troops.

Yes, this makes sense. How come they have so many 92 infantry guns and are equipped with so much ammunition?

fire!"

The leader said: "This is the guess made by the headquarters after I reported the situation here.

The headquarters guessed that it was someone from the southern government and someone from the Japanese who were reselling supplies here.

Something must have happened between the two parties that caused the supplies to be intercepted by these bandits. As for your question, why did the other party leave when they had the upper hand?
Chapter completed!