As the saying goes, one word can awaken a dreamer, Yoshida Eizo's words were like a bolt of lightning flashing through Naoto Urakami's mind, and at this moment he suddenly understood.
"Baga... These despicable guys, I didn't expect them to be so shameless!"
Yes, since I want to be the co-captain so much and regard the other two captains as competitors, why don't they think so too?
Both emotionally and logically, he was the most senior officer in the Third Regiment. Even the deceased Nobutsuru Sakata could not compare with him in this regard.
Right now, these two despicable guys, Yoshino and Hashimoto, are probably covering their mouths and snickering, right?
No, we can't continue the fight. Once the third battalion suffers too much loss, let alone competing for the throne of co-captain, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep the current captain's position?
When he thought of this, he quickly changed his order: "Yoshida-kun, immediately order to stop the attack and withdraw the troops."
"Hi!"
"Tick-tock-tock..."
When the melancholy bugle sounded, the attacking Japanese troops of the third brigade were stunned for a moment, and then withdrew like an ebbing tide.
Naoto Urakami's actions also made the other two captains who secretly watched his joke secretly disappointed. If Naoto Urakami's brigade's losses could reach two-thirds or even be completely annihilated, the position of captain would definitely be a no-brainer.
Fortunately, he still had to be jerked off.
As the third brigade retreated, Gao Hongming on the hilltop also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the battle that just occurred lasted only half an hour, for most of the militia soldiers, including Gao Hongming, it was almost a lifetime.
Gao Hongming was lying in the trench, heavily dressed and his originally clean and tidy military uniform was covered in dust.
He looked around and saw that many soldiers looked like they were surviving the disaster, and many of them even cried.
Gao Hongming, who saw all this in his eyes, did not scold them. Even though the Japanese army suffered heavy casualties from their intensive firepower, they suffered huge losses.
Since Japan had not yet gone to war with the United States during this period, they could calmly focus all their energy on China, so the quality of the Japanese military during this period was also the highest.
The Sakata Regiment belongs to the Fourth Brigade. Judging from the serial number, this brigade should be one of the most elite units of the Japanese army, but in fact it is not.
After watching the TV series Liang Jian, the curious Gao Hongming once checked the authenticity of this brigade.
There was indeed such an army in Japan's history, and there were two of them.
The first Fourth Brigade had a great background. It belonged to the Japanese Second Division, which was known as the double wall of the Japanese Army. It was the top of the Japanese Army in terms of organization, weapons and equipment, and even the combat effectiveness of the troops.
However, the designation of this brigade was revoked in 1939, and the two infantry regiments it belonged to were assigned to the Eighth Division.
The full name of the Second Fourth Brigade is actually the "Independent Mixed Fourth Brigade".
Although there are only four more words "independent mixed", the meaning is completely different. The so-called "independent" means that it is not affiliated with any division, while "mixed" means that it is composed of multiple arms.
This unit was established by the Japanese army in Shijiazhuang in February 1938. As a unit directly under the North China Front, it participated in the Battle of Xuzhou and was then transferred to Shanxi. It was affiliated to the Japanese First Army and was responsible for the security and security work along the Zhengtai Road.
Therefore, in terms of combat effectiveness, this unit can only belong to the lower-middle level among the Japanese army, which is equivalent to the second-line troops of the Japanese army.
The reason why Chu Yunfei regarded it as a major enemy was because the Jinsui Army was far inferior to the Japanese army in terms of equipment and individual quality of its soldiers.
However, precisely because of this, Gao Hongming and his militia were able to withstand the attack of a large group with less than 400 people, and this was even when the Japanese army did not use artillery fire.
Otherwise, if it had been replaced by the Japanese Army's most elite Second Division, Gao Hongming's few hundred men would have been disgraced long ago.
A gust of breeze blew by, bringing with it a choking smoke, which made Gao Hongming, who was gasping for air, choke and cough continuously.
Gao Hongming, who was choked and blushing, subconsciously touched the place where the kettle was hung on his waist, but found nothing. Only then did he remember that he had just put the kettle at the command post while carrying ammunition.
Too lazy to make a trip, he shouted casually: "Dabao..."
Before he finished speaking, a kettle was handed to him. He didn't pay attention. He took the kettle, unscrewed the lid, and drank half of the water in one breath. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and put the kettle away without raising his head.
He handed it back and praised it with a smile.
"Dabao...you have a very sharp eye. You knew I was thirsty before I even said anything! Because of your sharp eyesight, I will ask the cook to add chicken drumsticks for you when I get back!"
But after waiting for a long time, no one took the kettle in his hand. When he looked up in surprise, he saw a beautiful and cold face appearing in front of him, looking at him quietly.
Seeing the person coming, Gao Hongming immediately felt an emotion called embarrassment rushing over his face. He smiled and handed the kettle to her hand: "Well... thank you, Wen Qian."
"Wen Qian?"
Xie Wenqian's eyes suddenly widened. How dare this slut and scumbag call me Wen Qian?
She wanted to hit this guy on the head with the kettle in her hand, but out of reason, she just gave him a roll of her eyes and turned around and left without looking back.
"This woman is really incomprehensible."
Looking at Xie Wenqian's swaying back, Gao Hongming shook his head. He really didn't understand, "It's just a title. How can it be such a big reaction?"
At this time, Dabao trotted over with a kettle and handed it to him: "Master... you must be thirsty, come and drink some water."
"Forget it, I drank." Gao Hongming waved his hand, "Go and call Lao Wu and Lao Xiao over."
Soon, the two came to Gao Hongming, "Sir, Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui are waiting for instructions!"
"Lao Wu, Lao Xiao, how many of us are left now?"
Wu Chengfeng said: "In the battle just now, we lost a total of 38 brothers and injured 55, including 19 seriously injured. There are only about 200 people in the battle right now."
"So many casualties?" Gao Hongming frowned.
"Sir, it's already very good."
Wu Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said: "We just killed and wounded at least 300 Japanese soldiers. This kind of battle damage ratio cannot even be achieved by the Central Army."
"This is just because we have the advantage of weapons and geographical location."
Gao Hongming understood this very clearly. If it weren't for the trenches dug by the Japanese in advance and the sufficient ammunition in the headquarters, they would have collapsed long ago with just the hundreds of recruits who had been trained for less than three months.