Hu Biao, who felt pain all over his body and couldn't feel comfortable anywhere, finally slowly opened his eyes after hearing such continuous calls from his ears again.
Then, after turning his eyes hard, he could see some situations that didn't seem too good.
He raised his head slightly and put a backpack on the back of his head.
He could find that his whole body had been wrapped in gauze, and he was lying in a trench like a mummy.
In the sky above our heads, there is a cold, not-too-round moon, indicating that it is still night time.
But as to whether it was the night of the 27th or the 28th, he couldn't tell.
Sitting next to him, there were four people: An Tusheng, Black Chinese Medicine Doctor, Xiling, and Original Sin, who were looking at him with nervous eyes.
And the bodies of these four people were also wrapped in thick gauze, and there was a strong smell of potion.
All in all, under the cold moonlight, everything looked indescribably desolate.
After waking up, Hu Biao was stunned for about a minute, and then his head gradually returned to its waking state.
So as soon as I woke up, I asked the most crucial sentence:
"What time is it now? What was the outcome of that battle? Is Bajia Ridge still in our hands?"
After hearing this, Xiling's face was full of excitement. He raised a captured Japanese watch on his wrist. After taking a look at it, he answered like a machine gun:
"Oh! The current time is 11:52 pm on the 27th, and it will be the 28th soon.
Lao Hu, we not only won that battle, but also killed all the Japs No. 317, including that Japs Matsuyama Keisuke.
Among them, there were even more than 50 Japanese left in the end. Those who refused to surrender after being beaten to death all surrendered on the spot after being frightened.
But when did our Zhongzhou team have the habit of taking Japanese prisoners? On the spot, we all used big blades to chop off their heads one by one.
Let these headless island ghosts have no way to go back and reincarnate after death."
After hearing this sentence, Hu Biao's face became more relaxed.
But after he thought of something, his expression darkened again, and in a low tone, he asked a very serious question:
"After such a battle, what will be the casualties among our brothers?"
In the question asked by Hu Biao, the so-called "brothers" certainly include those soldiers of the Guo army who fought together to the death. Comrades who can fight together to the death are not brothers in life and death, so what else are they?
After hearing this, Xi Ling and others also understood what Hu Biao said. The black Chinese medicine practitioner, who had one arm hung with gauze on his shoulders, immediately responded in a targeted manner:
"The losses were huge, even scary. After all, the enemy's strength was four times ours.
And there are a lot of veterans inside, and they are very strong in stabbing skills.
Four people in the team, Ashtray, Hanzi, Shengun, and Lao Pao, died in the battle; you, Zhui Feng, Xu Feng, AT, Mad Dog, Fake Foreign Devil, Flying Falcon, and Swordsman were all seriously injured.
The fake foreign devil and Xu Feng are still in coma. Among them, Lao J has a moderate to severe concussion and Xu Feng has the sequelae of going crazy. But you don't have to worry, they can survive it with their physical fitness.
The other people don't have any serious disabilities, and they can still exert some combat effectiveness after recuperating for more than ten days.
The situation is even worse for the Guojun brothers. There are now 37 people left, but most of them have serious injuries that will cause them to become disabled in the future.
After counting Zhao Shanhe, there are only 12 slightly injured personnel, and our so-called 569th Regiment Replacement Battalion is completely disabled."
Under such an astonishing number of casualties, Hu Biao took a breath of cold air, and even his heart began to tremble with distress.
But the responsibility of being a commander made him know that he had to cheer up and consider more things.
"Give me a cigarette~" Hu Biao issued his first order after waking up.
Under such an order, An Tusheng took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket under the moonlight. He didn't know the exact brand, but he specified that it was seized from the Japanese. The cigarette with a hint of blood smell was stuffed into Hu Biao's hand.
In the mouth.
Using a kerosene lighter, he lit it for Hu Biao.
As for why wounded people cannot smoke, there is no such statement in the Zhongzhou team.
For these guys who may not know when, in what posture or method they will die in the next second, being able to die from the sequelae of smoking is already the greatest luck.
After smoking half a cigarette while coughing, Hu Biao sorted out his emotions and gave the second order with some helplessness:
"All the wounded are treated as much as possible, and there is no need to worry about the consumption of medicine. Even if the medicine left in Hengyang City runs out, we can still think of other ways in the future, but if the people are gone, then there is really nothing.
Already."
Under such an order, the two doctors, Black Chinese Medicine Doctor and An Tusheng, immediately nodded quickly.
Then, with a bitter look on his face, Hu Biao told Xiling the third task:
"With our current strength on the battlefield, we really can't withstand any attack tomorrow, so we can only look down and ask General Fang for help.
In this case, Xi Ling, please contact Lao Yang and the others via walkie-talkie first, and ask their team of 5 to come up with support immediately.
Then you call the headquarters of the 10th Army in my name and say that we must need another company of reinforcements, otherwise we will not be able to withstand it tomorrow, and the reinforcements must be sent before dawn.
Regarding the current losses, I, Hu Biao, am willing to bear all responsibilities and carry out all my duties to the end. I just hope that I can continue to hold on until the early morning of tomorrow."
Such an order, Hu Biao said, was extremely difficult.
It's not that he still cares about the position of battalion commander. This thing is just a nice thing to hear, and it really doesn't have much practical effect.
In fact, among all the team members, even the rookies like Po Luo had at least the rank of second lieutenant and platoon leader, but this thing could only make them a little entertained.
The main reason is that the awesome guarantee he made to General Fang at that time still seems to be echoing in his ears.
Unexpectedly, under Hu Biao's statement, Xiling's face showed great joy.
Then he told Hu Biao a piece of great news.
"By the way! Lao Hu, you have been unconscious for several hours, so of course you don't know about this situation; just over an hour ago, we received a call from General Fang himself.
General Fang said on the phone that based on the intelligence fed back by Boss Dai's subordinates, we have achieved a record that can impress even the blind, showing the majesty and spirit of the Chinese people.
In these two days, we were not only fighting the entire Japanese Songshan Detachment, but also an independent 64th Infantry Brigade. In total, there were more than 2,000 Japanese soldiers.
After the battle in the evening, the Songshan detachment was almost completely wiped out, and the independent 64th Infantry Brigade was now left with an artillery squadron with insufficient strength.
So, Lao Hu, you are now so awesome that you have not only been promoted to colonel of the 190th Division Supplementary Regiment.
It is said that the bald man is thinking about what level of Baoding Medal to award you; he is probably waiting for news to see if your kid will burp.
Because if you fail, according to international practice, your salary and other benefits will be higher; maybe if you really fail, you can still win the legendary Blue Sky* Medal of the White Sun.
As for the reinforcements, you don't have to worry, and Lao Yang and the others don't have to abandon more important things.
After hanging up the phone with General Fang, the guard battalion of the 10th Army has already set off, and I believe they will arrive here in just over an hour."
After receiving so much information, Hu Biao finally felt relieved.
Later, due to a large amount of blood loss and sequelae, his body, which had been extremely tired for a long time, began to feel intense fatigue.
Just like that, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Seeing this, the reason for waking up Hu Biao was that Xiling and others, who were worried that the guy would not wake up after falling asleep, also felt relieved and planned to leave.
Let them have a good rest at such a critical moment, so the commander can just make do with it.
However, they turned around, walked lightly and walked a few steps away.
Hu Biao, who was supposed to have slept to death, suddenly seemed to have pretended to be dead. He suddenly sat up on the ground covered with some thatch and pine needles, relying on his own strength.
Finally, he told them: "Damn it! I almost forgot. Before the people from the guard camp arrived, I quickly cleaned up the battlefield.
You can’t leave anything else behind, but you must not leave behind anything valuable.”
After Xi Ling and the others nodded in agreement, Hu Biao fell down with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep.