There was once a chance to annihilate the enemy, but we did not pursue it. We regretted it until the enemy escaped... If God could give us another chance... I'm afraid we would still have to let them go...

This is the current predicament of the Eighth Route Army.

The division commander also wanted to annihilate all these Japs in one fell swoop. After all, there were only a few Japs left. If they chased them all, they would be wiped out.

But, what about time? The Japanese reinforcements came from Jiulong Pass and marched in a hurry. The most likely possibility is that they caught up and were bitten by the Japanese reinforcements...

If the entire division's troops are at hand, with all weapons and equipment, and no shortage of ammunition, then the division commander will not be afraid of a few squadrons of Japs.

But the reality is: there are not enough guns, not enough bullets, not enough grenades, not enough artillery shells, and even the number of troops is not enough. We can only quickly collect the seizures from this battle and move the troops quickly. Then, find an opportunity to give the Japanese a try again...

What is guerrilla warfare? When the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy is stationed, we harass, when the enemy is tired, we attack, when the enemy retreats, we pursue. In guerrilla warfare, we rely on the odds of victory; advance and retreat in large steps, lure the enemy deep, concentrate our forces, defeat them one by one, and annihilate the enemy in mobile warfare!

Of course, the current military strength is insufficient to fight large-scale mobile warfare, and we can only fight guerrilla warfare. The current situation is: we have taken advantage, why don't we just run away with the advantage?

"Sigh... If there are enough artillery shells, let alone the two 20mm rapid-fire cannons, even if there are enough mortar shells, the little Japs won't be able to escape!" Hu Changyi also quickly responded.

I found out about the seventy or eighty Japanese who escaped.

But, so what if he knows? Even if he has a system, what can he do? Without basic resources, equipment, or even time, what can he do? He might as well be the protagonist in the book he wrote. Even without a system,

There is also a rich uncle...

"Well, I just don't know what's going on with Military Doctor Cui at the moment. I just saw a lot of seriously wounded people! And the reinforcements from the little devil are coming soon. I wonder if the wounded have time to undergo surgery?"

"Moreover, there are no suitable anti-inflammatory drugs on the Eighth Route Army at this time. Even after the operation, it cannot effectively prevent infection... Oh, no, there are many Japanese medical kits among the trophies seized, and even

Among the equipment that the Japanese carry with them are simple medical supplies."

Hu Changyi suddenly felt very sad, for these soldiers who were going through life and death. As long as there were enough good equipment, enough ammunition, and good enough medical conditions, the fate of these soldiers might be different.

"Ouch... Ouch..."

"Hiss...it hurts...it hurts..."

The battle was over. The guerrillas did not continue to guard their positions. They just filled in the trenches and returned to their tent area. Then, they waited for their comrades down the mountain to clean up the battlefield and evacuate.

Hu Changyi was not worried that the Eighth Route Army would leave anything useful to the Japs. According to the tradition of the Eighth Route Army, most of the bullet casings that the Japs shot and dropped on the ground would be picked up. Well, I'm afraid he would have to work again.

"Mr. Zhong, how are the injuries of our comrades?" Hu Changyi saw Dr. Sun working on the side and approached him and asked.

"Their injuries, as long as I'm here, they can't die! Ahem, the wounds that saw blood have been treated and will be cured after a few changes of medicine. Those who need surgery have also been sent to Gongjiazhuang. As for these..."

Dr. Sun was speaking while exerting force on his hands.

"Click..." The sound of bones rubbing together was heard by Hu Changyi.

"Ah..." The scream was also heard by Hu Changyi.

"Okay, the bones are reset, don't move, apply medicine!" Dr. Sun applied medicine to a soldier who was covered in blood and had a swollen ankle.

"What's going on?" Hu Changyi asked, looking at the scary wound.

"I was running too fast when I was going down the mountain and fell... The rest of my body is fine, except for the pain in my ankle..." the soldier said in a cold sweat.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Try to walk a few steps without exerting force. It will be fine in a day!" Dr. Sun looked at the injuries on the soldier's face again and applied some brown ointment.

"Hey...thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore..." The soldier saw that his foot was twisted.

"Come on, the next one is you. Your arm has fallen off. Sit over here and look over there... click..." Dr. Sun, despite being a doctor, lacks a lot of strength in his hands, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do bone-setting work.

"Mother, I see you are not very old. Why do you talk so old-fashioned?" Hu Changyi asked.

"Alas... I am thirty-one this year. I have orthopedic injuries inherited from my ancestors. When I was young, I have mastered all the family medicine. Although my medical skills are superb, the patient does not believe it! In desperation, I can only pretend to be an old Chinese doctor... Alas,

The older Chinese medicine practitioners get, the more valuable they become..."

Dr. Sun spoke slowly and connected another soldier's joint on his hand.

"Okay..." Hu Changyi didn't have anything to say. This was still a professional requirement.

"Hahaha, company commander, we have made a fortune. There are a lot of heavy machine gun bullets here... Squad leader, come and see if this heavy machine gun can still be used? I don't see any damage on the top..."

"Come here a few people and bring this gun barrel. Maybe it will be used someday... Also bring those damaged rifles. We have people here who can repair guns. Maybe these guns can be used.

It’s fixed! What can’t be repaired can be used for other purposes!”

"Hahaha, we have captured so many big animals this time and we have made a fortune..."

"Who is that? Tell comrades, be sure to open the Japs' mouths and take a look. There are gold teeth in the Japs' mouths! Also, all the Japs' shoes, hats, helmets, and military uniforms can be peeled off, leaving only a piece of crotch cloth for the Japs.

That’s it…”

Well, while Hu Changyi was looking at the wounded here, the soldiers of the main regiment in the valley below the mountain were all very excited, and they were all looking for good things in the mountains and valleys.

Not to mention, the little devil left quite a lot of good things, and the soldiers all had their hands full.

You know, these are more than 800 Japanese soldiers. Even if 70 or 80 of them run away, there are still nearly 800 Japanese soldiers. And these Japanese soldiers are from special divisions, with many draft horses, pack horses, and war horses.

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Now, the Japanese are running to death, but many of those horses are still alive. Well, even the dead ones can still eat meat...

However, the only fly in the ointment was that the Japanese artillery troops were reduced to rubbish, including the artillery crew and mules and horses. It was impossible to capture any complete infantry artillery, mountain artillery, or even artillery shells.

The soldiers could only search for some various steel materials, pull some useful things from the dead Japanese soldiers, and remove some of the meat from the pack horses.
Chapter completed!