There will always be casualties in war, it's inevitable.
But if there are casualties that could have been avoided due to technical and tactical reasons, but ultimately could not be avoided, then it cannot be forgiven.
When he saw the Malagasy people flooding the bunker on the front line, Xiao Huang Li had already experienced hundreds of battles, but he still couldn't help but blame himself.
If it weren't for Huang Li's encouragement before the war, perhaps the soldiers in the bunker could have retreated when the war went against them.
But on the battlefield, Huang Li didn't have much time to blame himself. The dead were gone, and Huang Li still had to be responsible for the living soldiers.
The order was that if the Malagasy people were too close, the soldiers in the bunker could retreat. Huang Li issued the order in time, not wanting to see the tragedy happen again.
Just as the order was being conveyed, two more bunkers fell. The defending soldiers in these two bunkers were well aware that before they fell, the soldiers in the bunkers evacuated in time, thus avoiding more casualties.
In fact, compared with the casualties of the Malagasy people, the casualties of the exploration team are almost negligible.
Standing at Huang Li's position, everywhere he looked, there were really layers of floating corpses everywhere. It is no longer appropriate to describe it as a layer of corpses. It should be several layers, especially in front of the bunker on the front line.
There are countless corpses stacked on top of each other, extending thousands of meters away. Within Huang Li's field of vision alone, there are estimated to be tens of thousands of corpses that can be seen.
It can be seen that the Malagasy people are at the end of their game. There are fewer and fewer Malagasy people charging with the large forces. The charging Malagasy people are no longer full of fanaticism and marching forward. They are frightened and horrified, and they are stumbling in their actions.
He was no longer vigorous, his charging movements became more and more hesitant, and his speed became slower and slower.
Brothers, hold on, these grandsons are going to die. Huang Li ran back and forth on the camp wall to boost morale, encouraging the soldiers to hold on. As long as they can survive, victory will eventually belong to the exploration team.
In fact, the battle has been going on for nearly two hours now. 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 and continue to fight. Fortunately, the M2 rifle
The firepower is also very sustainable, much stronger than a bolt-action rifle, so up to this point in the fight, the defense line can barely maintain itself, and there is no sign of collapse.
The only ones who couldn't hold on were the Malagasy people. With a few long horn blasts, the Malagasy people finally stopped charging to death, and staggered away without flags or drums.
At the moment when the Malagasy people retreated, there was a moment of tranquility on the battlefield, as if everyone could not believe their own eyes, and could not believe that the Madagascan people, who had regarded death just a moment ago, would retreat.
When the retreat was confirmed, the exploration team's defense line first burst into loud cheers, and then fell into a deathly silence.
There is no doubt that this is not a battle at all, this is a massacre, an out-and-out massacre.
There are only about 500 defenders on Huang Li's side. Before the battle, the soldiers may have imagined that they would have to deal with 5,000 Malagasy, or 10,000, or 20,000, but I'm afraid no one thought of it.
However, they actually killed 20,000 Malagasy people, and massacred 20,000 Malagasy people collectively using a method similar to shooting.
These are 20,000 living people, not 20,000 chickens, or 20,000 pigs. When the soldiers are fighting, the soldiers may not think about what this means, but when the battle is over, they see the ground full of
Only when they saw the tragic scene of corpses strewn across the field did the soldiers remember what they had just done.
After all, the soldiers of the exploration team are not those murderous butchers.
So when the Malagasy people withdrew, although the Malagasy people had their backs facing the direction of the exploration team soldiers, no one fired, and they just watched the Malagasy people leave.
Even just looking at it, you can feel the heartbreaking pain of the Malagasy people.
The attacking Malagasy people have just woken up now. Almost all the Malagasy people left with tears in their eyes. Even during the retreat, when those Malagasy people found injured companions or dead relatives, these Malagasy people
People will cry and fight, even if they are exhausted, and even if the corpses of those killed in battle are incomplete, the Malagasy people will try their best to collect those corpses that are either beaten in two or have been torn apart.
Further away, at the starting position of the Malagasy people, it was obvious that a dozen Malagasy people in robes were kneeling on the ground crying. These people may be the leaders of these tribes, or elders or similar figures.
While they were crying, they pointed in the direction of the temporary camp of the exploration team and gestured to the sky and the earth. They were probably swearing or cursing. Because they were far away, Huang Li couldn't hear clearly what those people were crying about, but he could still feel what they were saying.
Human sadness.
Mortars and three sudden attacks on Huang Li will definitely not leave these hidden dangers. As the saying goes, catch the thief first. If these people are eliminated early, it is estimated that these Malagasy people will not risk their lives so much.
The rapid sound of the cannonball firing sounded again, this time the sound was no longer brisk, and the screaming sound of the cannonballs passing through the air was more like a scream.
The quality of Lanfang's artillery was indeed good. A burst of orange-red fireball flashed past, and the hillside in the distance was covered in smoke and dust. It was unclear how effective it was. I could only see a robe fluttering in the smoke.
After dancing wildly in the air, it fell feebly into the smoke and dust.
It's really like the last madness of these Malagasy people.
Military doctor, treat the wounded immediately. Huang Li did not pay attention to the hillside in the distance, but paid more attention to the bunker that had just been flooded by the Malagasy people.
In fact, Huang Li didn't even need to give orders. As soon as the Malagasy people began to retreat, four military doctors who had been waiting for them 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 with tears in his eyes. The stretcher carried by the dejected nurse had already been covered with white cloth.
Huang Li's heart throbbed again. He punched the crenellation of the wall, clearly scratching his skin.
The soldiers fought until the last moment. There were traces of grenade explosions in the bunker. It was probably because some soldiers fired the grenades in their hands at the last moment. It was so tragic. Our soldiers had bite marks on their bodies. It was probably from hand-to-hand fighting.
At that time, the female military doctor came up to report to Huang Li. She burst into tears after not saying a few words.
Where the body was, Huang Li's eye circles were also red, his voice was a bit muffled, and tears were welling up in his eyes, but they just couldn't fall down.
Inside the gate of the camp, six stretchers were lined up, all covered with white cloth. A bloody hand was exposed from under the white cloth. It looked really desolate.
Gather all the brothers and say goodbye to these brothers. As a military commander, Huang Li must seize every opportunity to boost morale, and this 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 were no stretchers on Wu Qing's side, so it seemed that there were no casualties.
Soon, except for the necessary sentries, everyone gathered in the school grounds of the temporary camp.
Find some clean military uniforms and bring them over. Huang Li didn't say any words of encouragement and was prepared to prove everything with facts.
Soon, the company commander of the company where these soldiers belonged came over with several sets of clean military uniforms. Wu Qing took them. Huang Li leaned over and lifted up a white cloth covering the stretcher. This was a very young soldier.
He looks like he is no more than 20 years old, and his face is still very young, but now it is stained with blood. Even though he has been dead for a long time, his eyes are still not closed, and he is looking at the sky persistently, empty and without any color.
Like a frozen photo, no focus can be found.
The soldier's clothes had been stripped off and his body was covered with scars. There was barely an inch of intact skin on his body. There were even traces of being bitten on his neck. Looking at the traces of the wound, it seemed that it was not a wound caused during a physical fight.
, but after the soldier died, there were still people who refused to let him go.
Really cruel
Regardless of the image, Huang Li knelt beside the corpse. First, he helped the soldier close his eyes, and then used a wet towel to wipe the blood on the soldier's face bit by bit, not even the smallest blood stain was spared, as if he was wiping his most beloved body.
As careful as porcelain.
The wind hung up silently, picking up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, flying up into the sky and slowly falling down. The flag at the camp gate made a grinning sound when it was blown by the wind, and the electric wires also made a whining sound.
, the smell of blood in the air was nauseating, and the soldiers lined up on the school field were frozen like sculptures.
Finally, someone sobbed. They were female military doctors and nurses. They were always sentimental.
Damn it, I told you a long time ago that this won't work. Look, there was a sudden argument in the distance.
Huang Li looked up and followed the voice, it was Magnum who was locked up during the battle just now.
Ask him to take his people outside to clean the battlefield, burn all the corpses and bury them. The burial depth must not be less than ten meters. If it is less than ten meters, I will throw him in. Huang Li doesn't care about the magnum.
Li still doesn't stop.
Several soldiers ran over quickly, and it sounded like Magnum did not want to obey the orders of those soldiers. However, after a few scoldings, the sound of gun butts hitting, and screams, everything fell silent.
Some people must show force to them before they can recognize the reality. This is the case for those Madagascar people, and the same is true for Magnum.
People under the eaves had to lower their heads. When Magnan, who was being forced to work, passed by Huang Li, Huang Li could clearly feel the resentment in Magnan's eyes.
Of course he would complain, but when Magnum walked out of the camp gate and saw the scene in front of him, Magnum was really dumbfounded.
