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Chapter 703 Hiding Clumsy

Tang Dao did not rush to order the entire army to move supplies immediately, but instead ordered the entire army to rest and regroup on the spot.

On the battlefield where the battle had just ended, all the officers and soldiers of the Independent Battalion were sitting on the ground around nearly a hundred bonfires.

No wine, just meat.

Regardless of rank or branch of service, every soldier is assigned two cans.

They were all beef or canned fish seized from the Japanese army's baggage trucks. The Japanese army's logistics when they first landed on the Chinese battlefield were much stronger than in the future. The beef was all carefully selected cuts of beef, and the canned fish were also cut into pieces of large sea fish.

It's not the little trash fish that will fool people in the future, and it is paired with white rice cooked by each class using Japanese helmets hung upside down on the campfire.

Even without wine, the soldiers who had just experienced a life-and-death battle ate happily.

It swept away the gloom that hung on most people's faces after the previous battle at Mouse Mountain.

From a tactical point of view, the blocking battle was a victory, but watching the corpses being carried off the battlefield, and watching the two infantry companies finally having to endure under their own artillery fire, they became the brightest fireworks that evening. The excitement of all the soldiers

There is actually an unspeakable evil feeling in my heart.

The kind of victory that took countless familiar lives to win is extremely precious, but also full of sadness...

But this time, it's very different.

They killed more than 2,000 Japanese, but the losses were so small that they themselves could not believe it.

According to reports from each company and compiled by the battalion staff, the entire army suffered 53 casualties, 186 serious injuries, and 360 minor injuries during this battle. Taking all casualties together, the number did not exceed 600.

In fact, this number also has a certain degree of moisture.

At least in the eyes of most people, many minor and serious injuries do not need to be included in this number.

For example, because of a sudden fall while running, the knee was scraped, and it looked bloody. In fact, applying soil ash on it did not affect the combat effectiveness at all. There were even some blood stains on the face like a potato like a branch.

The soldier was actually slightly injured.

This is not because the soldiers are weak, but because the company commanders strictly follow Tang Dao's orders to count statistics. As long as there is bleeding, it is considered a minor injury, even if it is a scrape of skin;

Not because the battalion headquarters provides subsidies for minor injuries and serious injuries. It is estimated that many people will deliberately conceal these minor injuries.

In fact, excluding the 53 people who died in the battle, there will never be more than 100 people who were completely incapacitated due to being hit by shrapnel or bullets.

In other words, in this ambush battle, whether it was the two small battlefields before and after the river valley, or the main battlefield in the river valley, the independent battalion actually achieved a battle loss ratio that could dazzle all the big guys.

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1 to 16, a number that is enough to excite all Chinese people and make the Japanese look for clues in shame.

After a great victory, they could still eat large chunks of meat with their brothers who fought side by side and shared life and death. Seeing the smiles on their faces and listening to them loudly bragging about how awesome they were on the battlefield was the main reason why the soldiers were so happy.

A miserable victory is acceptable, but no one likes a miserable victory!

However, as the highest commander of the independent battalion, Tang Dao chose to hide this number.

After receiving the scattered soldiers with scratches from Master Zhuang and counting them into the number of wounded, he frowned and took out the pen given to him by Tantai Mingyue and personally changed the number one in the overall casualty number to 9.

That meant that when the independent battalion reported this battle to the Army Headquarters in the future, the battle loss ratio was close to 1:3. It was a great victory, but it was not very impressive.

More importantly, is this data falsification, even if it is a falsification of one's own casualties?

"Batalion Commander, this" Master Zhuang moved his lips to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

After following Tang Daoru for a long time, he has figured out Tang Dao's temper. If Tang Dao held a meeting to listen to everyone's opinions, then everyone present would naturally speak freely. Even if they disagreed with Tang Dao, Tang Dao would not blame him.

He is responsible, but if he has already decided on something and still has to beep from the side, I am afraid this person will not have a good face.

Tang Dao lowered his head and continued to read Zhuang Shisan's message to the 145th Division Headquarters.

In the firelight, the shadow formed by the helmet blocked Tang Dao's face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In fact, Tang Dao has been trying to figure out what democracy is and what centralism is, trying to control it to a degree that he and all his subordinates can accept. If he is too arbitrary, he will make mistakes. But if all decisions are left to everyone for discussion,

Not only is it too idealistic, but in such wartime, it can only reduce the execution efficiency. As a soldier, Tang Dao will not get dizzy.

At present, it seems that Tang Dao, who has been the commander of thousands of people for the first time in his previous life, has done a good job. At the most important moments, he decides the strategy and tactics in one word, ensuring the efficiency of execution. The unimportant matters are left to his subordinates to let them have their say.

opportunity to increase cohesion.

Just like now, Zhuang Shisan clearly knew that he was tampering with the data and intended to fool the big guys who were far away from the battlefield, but in the end he chose to obey.

Tang Dao was very satisfied with this.

However, this is only one of them.

Zhuang Shisan didn't know that this was actually Tang Dao's last test for him. If this person had any objections or was sanctimonious, Tang Dao would tell him, the lieutenant colonel and chief of staff, to get out without waiting for Jiangbei.

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Based on his relationship with the 43rd Army, he only needs to send a telegram, and this former battalion commander of the Songjiang Security Regiment will be promoted to the 43rd Army's military headquarters.

Staff officers are nothing new.

After fighting this battle, the Independent Battalion will withdraw to Jiangbei and escort hundreds of young students to the north. From then on, it will be separated from that person. People's hearts are complicated. Tang Dao will never underestimate the humanity of people. While ensuring that the officers and soldiers do not have two minds,

Under such circumstances, he must first ensure that nothing happens to the backbone around him.

The behavior of Zhuang Shisan, the battalion chief of staff from the Songjiang Security Regiment, who wanted to give advice but gave up in the end, was in line with Tang Dao's needs for him.

You know, data falsification, especially on the battlefield, is a serious crime. However, the Army Lieutenant Colonel and Chief of Staff, who had to sign the message, stood firmly with him after a brief hesitation.

In the future, when he hears that he wants to stand with that army, there may be a high chance that he will choose to obey the order.

But Tang Dao chose to risk the disapproval of the world and falsify data against the officials at all levels, and once again tested himself as the chief of staff, which was not the most important thing.

He also has two deputy battalion commanders.

Regarding Tang Dao's decision, Guo Shouzhi was slightly surprised at first and then understood, with a look of approval on his face.

"The battalion commander plans to completely swallow up the Sichuan Army. The casualties are so heavy that even the commander of the 145th Division cannot take back the more than a thousand people who were temporarily merged into the independent battalion!" Guo Shouzhi

Of course there is nothing wrong with thinking this way.

Guo Shouzhi, who had been in the old army for countless years, had seen this method of falsely reporting the number of soldiers and freeing officers countless times. Tang Dao was just doing it the other way around, swallowing up a Sichuan army.

In this kind of war, it is wise to work hard to strengthen yourself. At least if the Japanese want to attack the independent battalion, no infantry regiment will be able to do it.

This is because Guo Shouzhi does not understand Tang Dao well enough.

Perhaps, Lei Xiong, who raised his eyebrows slightly and looked calm, could guess some of Tang Dao's true thoughts.

Tang Dao is hiding his clumsiness!

Yes, ‘Every tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind’. The ancient sayings left by the Chinese ancestors are the wisdom of life.

Especially at this time, an army with such outstanding combat effectiveness will inevitably be favored by the big guys.

At this time, the expected result must be to be transferred to the Jinling battlefield.

It's not that Tang Dao is afraid of death. If he can reverse the situation of the war and change his fate to avoid that heart-wrenching massacre, not to mention these two thousand people, even twenty thousand, Tang Dao can take them away without hesitation.

fire.

However, the rut of history is so stubborn that it makes people feel chilling. Tang Dao, a little butterfly that traveled through time and space, has tried his best to collide with it. He fought against Four Elements, Songjiang, Jiashan, and Guangde. That time, he didn’t hope to use it.

Sacrifice brings about slight changes.

However, no matter how he and the brave Chinese soldiers sacrificed their lives and how they killed the Japanese invaders in front of them, they still watched with despair as history repeated itself.

At this time, Jinling is still the same as it was in time and space. It is surrounded by Japanese invaders from both sides and is about to become a cemetery.

In ancient times, there was Jing Ke. The wind was rustling and the water was cold. He did something even though he knew he couldn't do anything, and he became a hero who would never return.

If he were alone, Tang Dao would be willing to become such an assassin, guarding that city and that group of people single-handedly to the end.

But he is not, he is a soldier. He is already the commander of thousands of troops. Knowing that he will die, he still takes thousands of elite soldiers who can kill more Japanese invaders into the cemetery. That is not a hero, that is stupidity.

This is not a local war, but a national war. It is a protracted national war in which both sides compete for endurance. Not to mention elite soldiers, even an ordinary rifle will become part of the endurance. China, with its weak national power, can only drag the war to

During the stalemate stage, the Japanese finally won this stalemate 'tug-of-war' with their unimaginable land area and huge population potential.

Sending elite soldiers to the graveyard because of their lone bravery is the foolishness of "the relatives will hate the enemy and the enemies will be happy".

For the final victory, Tang Dao must keep this elite soldier alive.

Tang Dao believed that in the future battlefield, these 2,000 people would definitely kill ten times as many Japanese invaders and become part of that battle that required incomparable 'endurance'.

Handing the completely revised draft to Zhuang Shisan, Tang Dao and Lei Xiong, whose faces were half covered by the shadow of their hat brim, looked at each other, both smiling.

He is worthy of being an old man from the Battle of the Four Elements. Tang Dao doesn’t need to explain more, Tang Dao also knows, he understands!


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