Three hundred and ninetieth chapters take the bomb
Shi Dazhu's words aroused great interest in Gong Tianning, and the bandits did not have much interest in him. If it were not related to his career, Gong Tianning would not even come.
But now that Shi Dazhu has said this, things are completely different. Han Baihang is the man who murdered the leader of the 23rd Regiment. If he can be caught, even if he cannot reach the sky in one step, he will be able to rise to the top in a short time.
Gong Tianning rubbed his fingers excitedly and shouted: "Adjutant! Adjutant!"
Not long after, a gentle man wearing glasses ran over, stood at attention, and stood beside Gong Tianning in an extremely standard military posture.
"Xiao Qin, have you finished counting them?" Gong Tianning asked.
"After counting, ninety-seven soldiers were killed and sixty-five were injured, including forty-one seriously injured and twenty-four lightly injured. In addition, eighty-seven guns, grenades, and some ammunition were lost, and the howitzer was damaged.
The damage is serious and we can only take it back for repair before we can continue to use it.”
Every word Xiao Qin said was like a knife piercing Shi Dazhu's heart. For such a heavy loss, ten kills were enough.
Gong Tianning waved his hand, frowned his two thick black eyebrows together, and glanced sideways at Shi Dazhu. The moment his eyes made contact, Shi Dazhu suddenly sweated like rain, like thorns on his back, and his feet went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
"Shi Dazhu, you heard me too. Now you have a chance to make meritorious service. What do you say?" Gong Tianning picked at his fingernails and looked at Shi Dazhu with an indifferent expression.
Shi Dazhu wiped the sweat from his face and said tremblingly: "Thank you, captain, thank you, captain. I will do my best to make meritorious deeds!"
Gong Tianning waved towards Shi Dazhu, "Qin Rui, how many people can you give to him?"
Qin Rui took out a small notebook from his pocket, calculated on it with a pen, and said: "Based on the people we have and the people we must deploy to suppress the bandits, Company Commander Shi can take away a squad.
people."
Gong Tianning touched his chin and said: "One class? It seems a bit small. What do you think, Xiao Shi?"
Could Shi Dazhu say no at this time? He hunched over and said in panic: "Enough, enough! One class is enough."
Gong Tianning smiled and patted Shi Dazhu on the shoulder and said: "That's good, take your people and go quickly. I hope you won't let me down this time. Otherwise, I can't save you even if I want to."
At this time, Shi Dazhu felt that Gong Tianning's hand seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds. He could only bend down and keep making promises, but he did not dare to say anything more.
After Shi Dazhu left, Gong Tianning looked towards the mountain at night, "Qin Rui, this mountain is steep and the road is narrow. Is there anything you can do?"
Qin Rui closed the small notebook in his hand, patted the dust on it, and then put it into the pocket of his jacket. He hung the pen on his chest, tidied it up, and then said slowly:
"Captain, do you want to go faster or slower?"
Gong Tianning raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "What does it mean to be faster and what does it mean to be slower?"
Qin Rui put his hands vertically, close to the outside of his thighs, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "The mountains are rugged and not suitable for large-scale battles. If you want to solve the battle quickly, it is very simple. Burn the mountains with fire, and the bandits will not be burned to death.
, he will probably be killed by the smoke."
Speaking of this, Gong Tianning suddenly choked on his own saliva. What kind of idea is this? Setting fire to the mountain! Wouldn't it mean that the hostages would also be burned to death? Gong Tianning waved his hands and said: "No, this is not possible. We are here to save
People are not here to kill people."
Despite Gong Tianning's rejection, Qin Rui still had no emotional fluctuations, and continued: "We will divide the team into ten groups and disperse them in the mountainous area. They will advance and retreat together and respond to each other. This way we will not be defeated by the bandits one by one, and we can also limit them to the maximum extent.
The bandits fled. However, the speed of such a carpet march will be greatly affected, so I still recommend setting fire to the mountain."
Gong Tianning glanced at Qin Rui, who still had a calm expression on his face. He did not feel at all that hundreds of lives had been lost just as he opened his mouth.
"Don't set fire, just use the second slower method. In this way, you may be able to catch a few fish that slip through the net." Gong Tianning rubbed his palms excitedly, his sharp eyes penetrated the black curtain, and got into the dark mountain forest.
middle.
As the orders were passed on one by one, the scattered army quickly became orderly. There was no trace of chaos or the appearance of a defeated battle.
The moonlight danced lightly on the lake, and the evening wind walked among the leaves, making a rustling sound. Rapid breathing and footsteps broke the tranquility, and Han Baihang's feet softened and he fell to the ground.
"I'm fine, let's go!" Han Baihang pushed away Qi Wu's hand that was about to reach out, stood up from the ground, and continued walking forward, but fell to the ground again after only a few steps.
At this time, Li Si couldn't hold on any longer and fell directly beside Han Baihang while carrying Zhao San. Qi Wu also lay down next to him.
"I don't think they will catch up so soon. Let's... let's take a rest here." Qi Wu's breathing was rough and his voice was a little thin and weak.
Han Baihang glanced around, seeing steep hillsides, strange-shaped rocks, and trees stretching their waists randomly. The sudden silence after the noise made people feel caught off guard.
"Bandage all the wounds. It's not safe here. We have to go inside." Han Baihang reached out and tore his clothes into strips and bandaged his wounds.
At this moment, Han Baihang saw Qi Wu clumsily bandaging his wound, so he walked over, took Qi Wu's hand, and took a look at the gunshot wound on Qi Wu's shoulder.
"I'm fine, a little injury is not a problem." Qi Wu said a few words like a hero, but as soon as Han Baihang's hand touched his wound, his expression suddenly changed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Han Baihang took a look at his wound and said, "The bullet is stuck in your bone. If you don't take it out now, your hand will be useless!"
Qi Wu was immediately startled and said with a horrified look on his face: "Are we going to get bullets here?"
Han Baihang took out his dagger, wiped the blood off his body, stuffed a ball of cloth into Qi Wu's mouth, and whispered: "If you don't want to become a cripple, just bear with me!"
After saying that, Han Baihang took out a lighter and put the dagger on the flame to heat it twice. Qi Wu looked at the dancing flame, his body kept trembling and he kept swallowing his saliva.
