The troops must be replenished and the people must be withdrawn immediately.
He killed more than 700 Japanese troops, and retaliation against the special agents would begin immediately. If they were too close and there were no reinforcements around, the best choice would be to withdraw.
Commander Yu was not a hesitant person. While shouting for him to replenish his troops, he asked the Telecommunications Department to send a signal to the secret service group to withdraw.
A few minutes later, the director of the Telecommunications Department came to report that the regimental deputy had led the troops to begin the evacuation.
The word "Regiment Vice" made Commander Yu's eyes light up when he was looking at the map and he squinted: "Where is Zhou Weiguo? How could it be Jiang Yue who was responding?"
The telecommunications director took a look at the message and said, "Captain Zhou... he seems to have taken someone out."
What do you mean, go out? Commander Yu stared at Commander Wang in confusion, "What does he want to do?"
Zhou Weiguo wanted to make a sneak attack.
He wants to attack Lian Village.
And not long after he and Li Qi led five people carrying mortars out of Xiaolian Village, they met Tian Jing and others who were returning to the team.
As soon as Tian Jing and Hu Yong heard that they were going to Naolian Village, they started walking towards Lian Village together.
They did not dare to take the main road along the way, so they could only use the surrounding terrain and weeds to move forward slowly. On the way, they encountered a Japanese scout.
Zhou Weiguo ignored him. He knew that they were going to Xiaolian Village to inquire about the situation, so he just avoided this group of people.
The scouts took the main road at high speed, and Zhou Weiguo's group had not yet arrived at Lian Village.
The scouts had already investigated the situation and returned to Lian Village.
Liancun, once the headquarters of the secret service group, is now the headquarters of Jiugong's brigade.
With a gloomy face, Jiugong ran back and counted his losses and almost jumped out of his skin on the spot.
There were more than 1,000 people, and more than 700 people were eaten at one go. None of the heavy weapons and equipment were brought back. A lot of mortars were also lost.
He cursed at the headquarters and said that his soldiers had no backbone and did not dare to fight the enemy. However, he completely forgot that when he was running away, his slightly fat physique could run faster than anyone else.
Fast, I just ran from the middle to the first place.
The few surviving commanders dared to be angry but dared not speak out. From what he said, it seemed that only he could run, and no one else could.
This is a bit too overbearing.
He was allowed to insult him, but the others would not speak.
Tired of scolding, he sat down on the chair and banged the desk angrily, trying to figure out how to change the situation.
I originally planned to use this incident to improve my military rank, but now that I can keep my position, let alone my military rank, I am thankful to God.
When he was trying to save himself, the scout came back.
Seeing the scene where the scout's lips turned purple and his face turned pale, the scout's bad mood just now made the scout angry again.
"What's wrong? Looking at your potential, I asked you to go and investigate the situation. Did you encounter a ghost?"
It was more terrifying than a ghost, and the scouts still haven't recovered from that kind of terror.
After he led the people to go there, he turned a corner and found a small hill rising up in front of him. When he went over and took a look, he was trembling with fear.
The hill was made up of the heads of imperial soldiers. They were all densely packed with heads, and the ground was covered in blood. On the trees on both sides of the road, hanging on the trees, were several commanders who had not had time to evacuate.
"Your Majesty... Captain, they will... they cut off the heads of our soldiers and piled them together. It was a big pile."
The scout stammered and swallowed his saliva. He hadn't really come out of that scene yet. The thought of that thing made him a little scary and disgusting.
They were all piled together. When Jiugong heard it, he immediately thought of a word.
Beijing view.
He had worked here for several years, collecting military intelligence. He saw these things on a tree. Snakes were an ancient way of showing off military exploits to scare the enemy.
It's just too cruel and has not been used for many years.
But he didn't expect that it would actually happen to his own army.
He couldn't figure out why the enemy was so cruel. Although troops had suffered losses in the past, it was not like this.
As he was thinking about it, he raised his head and banged his fist on the desk, yelling: "Baga, those beasts above are worse than his ancestors."
The fact that the enemy is so cruel and unkind is probably related to what is currently happening in Jinling. Our troops have done a lot there, which must have aroused the resentment of the other party.
He finally figured out why his troops suffered losses when fighting with bayonets. They were so determined to destroy him.
The few people who didn't die probably know the reason.
Everyone felt a sense of uneasiness. The original intention was to shock the enemy into surrendering early and end the war, but now it seems that it may be a bit difficult.
"What other news?" He cursed and took a sip of water to calm down. Jiugong wanted to know the current situation of the enemy.
The words "evacuate at all costs" made him sigh and signal the scouts to leave. Then he looked sideways at the people around him and said, "Just watch, this secret service group will become a serious problem for us sooner or later."
Zhou Weiguo, who was deeply worried, was taking Tian Jing and others to climb a small hillside. After climbing over the hillside, about ten people came to a low-lying area.
There are a lot of weeds in this place, and there are even some bushes. Climbing up from this place, more than 400 meters ahead is Lian Village.
Zhou Weiguo asked Hu Yong and others to stop. He took Tian Jing and ran to the edge of the ridge above, climbed down and looked into the distance with a telescope.
The Japanese troops have indeed evacuated to Lian Village. They must have all entered the village, and not many Japanese troops can be seen outside the village.
On the contrary, the Japanese military flag appeared in the headquarters that once belonged to him. He could still vaguely see the lines. I am afraid that place is the current temporary headquarters of Jiumiya.
Tian Jing put away the telescope and looked at the gray area in front; "How to fight? We only have three mortars and only carry a dozen rounds of artillery shells. How can we kill them as much as possible?"
There are few guns and ammunition, and they are mortars. If they are mountain artillery or field artillery, they will definitely be able to cause a devastating blow to them.
However, Tian Jing was somewhat dissatisfied with mortars used to reinforce infantry charges. Whether it was explosion range or lethality, artillery shells were always limited.
Zhou Weiguo slowly moved back. After making sure that the other party would not pay attention to him, he stood up and bent down to pat the khaki weeds and soil stained on his chest. He came to the low-lying area and sat down again.
On the ammunition box that Yong brought over.
He didn't speak, he just took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked it. After about two minutes, he looked at the gloomy sky and said, "Let's wait and take action."
