It’s not like there aren’t smart ones among the Japanese.
In fact, there are only a minority of Japs who have lost their minds.
The situation is gradually becoming clearer...
Under the reminder of the Japanese Major General's Chief of Staff, Nozawa Chiga, the commander of the Japanese 7th Division, gradually came to understand.
Either he couldn't think clearly, or he was a little unwilling...
"The commander of this division made a guarantee to the commander before..."
"We will definitely be able to capture Heyuan County..."
"Not only have we not captured Heyuan County, we have also lost thousands of imperial elites..."
"How does the commander of this division explain to the commander..."
Chiga Nozawa, the commander of the Japanese Seventh Division, clenched her fists, with veins popping out on her forehead, feeling unwilling to do so.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, if you wait until the Seventh Division is completely wiped out, then you really won't be able to explain it to Your Excellency, the Commander."
"As for now, at least we have dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's headquarters... causing them heavy losses..."
"And now the enemy has dispatched a powerful air force..."
"We chose to evacuate without air support, and it was natural!"
"As long as your Excellency the Commander is not a fool, he will not blame us for this matter."
"Please rest assured, Division Commander, about this!"
"A crime other than war! A crime other than war!"
The Japanese Major General's Chief of Staff comforted him from the side.
"Crimes other than war?"
Chiga Nozawa, the commander of the Seventh Japanese Division, raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashed, and she thought this made sense.
"Heyuan County..."
"Damnable Xia people..."
"This time... spare your lives!"
"When the commander of this division regains his strength...then we will settle the matter!"
"When the time comes, the commander of our division will massacre this city... entirely!"
"Let the Imperial Warriors... relax!"
"It's best to hold some hunting competitions inside..."
"Xinxi..."
Chiga Nozawa, the commander of the Seventh Japanese Division, sneered, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
The Japanese began to retreat steadily.
The crisis in Heyuan County has been lifted.
On the city wall of Heyuan County, bursts of cheers could be heard at this moment.
"Win! We won!"
"The devils retreat!"
"We won!"
"We held it!"
"Long live!"
"Great Air Force!"
"Long live!"
"Captain!"
"we won!"
…
Not much to say.
It doesn't feel too fancy either.
But it sounds like I feel inexplicably still in my heart.
It seemed that the whole person had received an inexplicable salvation.
Victory is hard-won.
For every soldier who defended the city, they gave their all.
The city walls of Heyuan County have been dyed blood red.
This is a city wall built with blood!
There are many holes everywhere on the city wall...
These are the traces left by Japanese artillery shells.
These holes are now filled with the corpses of brave and fearless warriors...
Their eyes widened, their hands clenched their weapons, their mouths opened wide, and they were still making shooting gestures, but they were no longer breathing...
They are all true warriors!
"cough……"
"Cough cough cough..."
Liu Zhihui leaned against the city wall and coughed loudly.
A mouthful of blood came out from his mouth, and his face gradually became darker.
Liu Zhihui just wants to lie down and have a good sleep.
too tired.
My whole body is about to fall apart.
He leaned against the cold city wall, felt the temperature for a moment, and then quickly got up.
"Quick! Send the injured soldiers to the hospital, to the field hospital..."
“They use state-of-the-art operating tables and equipment!”
"Send them all over!"
"Get more stretchers and bring them here!"
"Not enough stretchers? Remove all the door panels of our barracks! Remove them all! Use them directly as stretchers!"
"Not enough manpower? Let the common people join in and ask them to help transport the wounded!"
"The casualties must be taken care of!"
"Take care of the living first!"
“As long as you have a mouthful of hot air, you won’t miss it!”
"Another company of soldiers will be left to clean the battlefield, and another company will be mobilized to conduct reconnaissance around Heyuan County to see if the Japs have really left..."
"Everyone move..."
Liu Zhihui began to deal with post-war matters.
Always busy, always working hard...
But his face gradually turned pale.
"Zhihui!"
"Liu Zhihui! Stop!"
"You were shot?"
Wu Anguo, Director of the Logistics Department, grabbed Liu Zhihui and said with a shocked look on his face.
"Director Wu, nothing... nothing happened..."
"I was bitten by the devil's San Ba Da Gai..."
"On shoulder, non-life threatening, minor wound."
Liu Zhihui, commander of the Fourth Infantry Regiment, grinned and forced a smile at this moment.
But his face became increasingly pale.
"Liu Zhihui!"
"I order you! Go to the field hospital to recuperate immediately!"
"I'm in charge here!"
"What? You don't listen to labor and management? Do you think labor and management are just the logistics director and can't control you?"
"The labor and management should send a telegram to the commander now and report this matter to the commander. The labor and management would like to see how the commander handles it!"
Wu Anguo, director of the Logistics Department, immediately widened his eyes and said.
"Director Wu, this... what is this..."
"I...I just go to the hospital."
"I'll be there right away, please be patient."
"This is too much trouble for you..."
"Aneng!"
Liu Zhihui glanced into the distance and then suddenly shouted.
"Have all the injured soldiers been placed?"
"Have they all been sent to the hospital?"
"Are there enough beds in the hospital?"
"Is there anything else you need?"
Liu Zhihui asked one by one.
After knowing that everything was fine, I gradually felt relieved.
It's definitely a hard work.
"Commander, plus the Japs killed by our air force brothers, we have killed at least seven to eight thousand Japs in this battle!"
"Commander, there are corpses of Japanese soldiers everywhere over there..."
"There are still two Japs... I'm afraid tens of thousands of them are dead..."
Yong Zineng, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 4th Infantry Regiment, said with a smile.
This is the only good news.
My mood gradually became more graceful.
The smiles on his face gradually increased.
Completely...different.
"Where are our casualties?"
"When the Japanese launched their last attack, our Fourth Infantry Regiment still had... 800 people... Of the 2,000 reserve soldiers, there were still more than 700 left..."
"Now...what now?"
Liu Zhihui's face was sullen and his eyes were a little distracted.
While talking at this moment, the whole person gradually became hesitant.
"Commander, our Fourth Infantry Regiment still has less than five hundred warriors who are capable of fighting..."
"The casualties on the reserve side are more serious. Now...there are only more than 300 people left..."
"Including the more than four hundred of us..."
"There are only eight hundred people together..."
"Commander, before the Japanese came, we had more than 1,800 people in the Fourth Infantry Regiment and 2,000 brothers in reserve..."