"Kingzuo Taijun, I won't read this battle report, right?"
"Read it! Why don't you read it! Let these imperial soldiers feel ashamed! Feel ashamed!"
Captain Huang stood in the combat conference room, looking at the hot battle report in his hand. He couldn't open his mouth. If he read it, he would definitely offend someone. If he didn't read it, he would definitely offend the commander. In the end, he had no choice but to do it.
With a heart, he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and began to read.
"The day before yesterday, Taijun Songdao led a small group of troops to patrol around the city. Unfortunately, they encountered the Eighth Route Army Battalion. The entire group was wiped out, and all their clothing, firearms and other items were stripped away."
"Yesterday, Captain Yoshida got drunk and led a detachment out of the city to explore the enemy's situation and did not return all night. Today he was found in a smelly ditch outside the city, and all his belongings were stripped off."
"Today, Captain Oda is out of the city..."
Captain Huang read it out loud, and he was no longer afraid. After all, everyone would die anyway. This was considered satisfying for him. Ying Zuo stood and looked at the officers sitting at the conference table, and the more he listened, the more he became more and more worried.
It's so angry!
"Stop reading! Huh! I've heard enough. Why were we attacked so intensively? If it weren't for the city wall, I believe I would have seen the Eighth Route Army's gun pointed at my head when I opened my eyes in the morning!
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Captain Huang lowered his head helplessly and did not take the initiative to see Yingzuo. Yingzuo Taijun only cared about eating and not beating. He only saw the Taijuns in other areas winning one after another, but didn’t he hear that they were beaten? Baoding, Linyi
Everyone in Taiyuan has said that victory is not easy, so Class A and Class B divisions must come to the area to assist in clearing the countryside, with strong firepower and experience.
"Captain Huang, tell me what you can do!"
"I, I don't have any good ideas. I think if we shrink our troops and don't take the initiative to attack, it will be the end of the world."
"That won't work. Where does the food we eat come from? Do you give it or do I give it? If we don't collect food, our superiors will blame us. Neither you nor I can afford it!"
Ever since Mr. Ying Zuotai came here, his Chinese has become better and better every day, and he can scold a lot of people every day.
The Japanese are having a hard time, and in fact, life here in Hancheng is also not easy. Since there are no Western medicines, surgeries are performed without anesthesia, and the soldiers have to rely on themselves to get through it. Although most of the battles nowadays are skin injuries, some
In fact, the wound is still very uncomfortable. More importantly, effective anti-inflammation cannot be obtained, and it is common for the wound to become red, swollen, and ooze pus.
"We don't have much medicine left, and we still need to purchase it. If we continue to fight at the current level, it will be difficult for the herbs we have in stock to last until spring."
The battalion commander said helplessly, among other things, dandelions, plantains, and plantains are already very good medicine for wounds. But these things will not grow until spring, and the importance of medicine is reflected.
"If you ask me, just reduce the attack. Although it will make the Japanese feel uncomfortable, it will actually make us feel more uncomfortable."
In fact, the seized materials could not be exchanged for what was needed, and there were no labor teams from the Kuomintang-controlled areas to send supplies.
"The offensive must not be reduced, otherwise it will easily give the Kuomintang an excuse to be passive and lazy in the war."
"If we didn't have a war, we would still have so many things to do. If we had a war, we wouldn't see them praising us."
Near the hospital, there are many wounded soldiers lying on the ground, some even holding bandages and starting to treat themselves. Many people want to live, but the existing conditions and their physical fitness are the only factors that determine whether they can survive.
The answer is, no one can be different from them.
Next to a fire, this wounded soldier was burning his bayonet red. A hole was punched in his thigh. The bandage could not stop the blood from gushing out. The only way to survive was to use the red-hot bayonet.
Slowly moving left and right against his wound, the warrior's whole body was trembling.
He tried not to cry out. The lack of blood had already caused him to tremble all over. If he didn't hurry up, he would soon be unable to treat his wounds. The soldiers nearby were unable to help, and some were hit in the abdomen.
, lying beside the fire waiting to die, the bandages on his body were tied together randomly.
"It's not an option to continue like this. Although we can kill more enemies, the price is too painful."
Many people begged their comrades to give them a shot. They were in unbearable pain, and there were no doctors or effective treatments around. You can imagine the despair in their hearts.
Han Cheng and the battalion commander stepped over the corpses of their comrades. They were unable to prevent such a tragedy from happening. This was not a symmetrical war. Death and bloodshed are the themes of war. This damn war will continue. Fall here.
The people will soon be replaced by a new group of people who repeat the same thing.
"But we lack too many things, including doctors and medicines."
"there's no way."
The two of them could only come to the conclusion that there was really no way around it. There was no medicine at all in the seized materials. No matter what, this problem would eventually be solved, but it would take a long time.
In the end, we can only call other people together to discuss and come to an established conclusion. I feel terrible now, worse than the failure of the experiment. The number of attacks is directly proportional to the ratio of casualties. If you take the initiative to attack, there will be no wounded, and you will be treated as dead.
is the luckiest one, because he doesn’t have to suffer anymore.
Wanting to die has now become an unattainable thing in Hancheng, and many difficulties and things are pressing on you. Some responsibilities cannot be shouldered by you alone, but if you have a clear solution, all the pressure will be overwhelming.
Coming to you. The problem now is that you have the solution but not enough conditions.
Waiting for the outside world to publicize how you won and how you killed the enemy, the aura and danger it brings are actually known to you alone. In some aspects, it is good to lead by example, but in more aspects, you need the assistance of others, and you may also need the exchange of materials.
Medicines and ammunition are equally important. It is impossible to trade with the Kuomintang. Although they failed, they will not sell it to you at a low price. All items have been converted into money, and we are short of money.
Now the entire army can produce a large amount of counterfeit money, but these counterfeit money cannot be converted into actual things and traded with other people.
Regret is like an emotion that can be passed on to many people. Many people are thinking about how wonderful it would have been if they had not taken these actions. In fact, they are not the only ones thinking about it. Everyone is considering this matter. Where would they be without these things?
Han Cheng didn't know what he would do. He had never known regret, and he was confused for the first time.
Do people with strong hearts have a lot of confusion? Whether the choice is correct or not is related to the future of the army? What is the future? All this is like an unknown number, constantly impacting Han Cheng's brain, and he thinks about it even if he thinks about it.