Zhu Shengzhong and his men lurked at the necessary place to rescue the Japanese.
What he didn't expect was that he thought he was hiding well, but for some reason he was discovered by the Japanese.
A soldier of the Independent Battalion was shot in the head by a Japanese vanguard and died on the spot.
And this can be regarded as the heavy price Zhu Shengzhong paid for underestimating the Japanese army.
This Japs team was different from any Japs force they had encountered before. They had superb shooting skills and could kill with one shot. They also reacted quickly. After sensing an enemy ambush, they quickly found bunkers and launched a counterattack.
Moreover, this small team carried four grenade launchers and carried out artillery bombardment on Zhu Shengzhong's position.
And if Sun Shiyu hadn't led his men to fight out from behind the Japs and disable all the Japs' bunkers, the Independent Battalion would have suffered heavy casualties in this battle.
But even so, the independent battalion suffered thirteen casualties, and Sun Shiyu's new battalion suffered eight casualties.
Such a price is simply unimaginable. They were ambushing the Japanese army, and as a result, they suffered nearly 30 casualties.
At the same time, Duanwu and Xie Jinyuan also encountered the same setback.
Although all the Japs on the river beach were killed, six of the thirteen soldiers they led with good marksmanship were lost, and Xie Jinyuan was also wounded. One of the Japs' bullets grazed Xie Jinyuan's temple.
past.
Just one centimeter missing, and half of Xie Jinyuan's head was gone.
Xie Jinyuan asked in confusion: "What is the origin of these little devils?"
Duanwu looked at the corpse of the Japanese one hundred and thirty meters away. He waved his hand slightly and ordered everyone to retreat.
He didn't want any of the Japanese equipment on the shore.
Xie Jinyuan said more and more puzzled: "We don't want the equipment we got?"
"There are ghosts, no more."
Duanwu's attitude was very resolute. He had calculated everything but failed to realize that this was actually an elite soldier trained by the Japanese. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were a special force.
If Duanwu remembers correctly, the Japanese went to Germany for special operations training. And this Japanese team was probably the special forces trained by the Japanese.
Of course, in Duan Wu's eyes, these little Japanese special forces can only be called elite soldiers, and they are still far away from real special forces. And the reason why the Japanese caused so many casualties to the independent regiment is actually
The soldiers of the independent regiment are too weak.
Dragon Boat Festival wants to find a time to train them properly, but now, I'm afraid I don't have the time.
"Report to the group, Li Guofu is here with his people."
At this moment, a soldier reported. And thinking about it during the Dragon Boat Festival, it was already this time, and it would be really strange if the 672nd Regiment did not make any more moves.
When Li Guofu saw the Dragon Boat Festival, he saluted: "Captain of the Dragon Boat Festival, it's already afternoon, you haven't left yet?"
Li Guofu's words had a sarcastic tone, which meant that he was shouting slogans during the Dragon Boat Festival. When he got outside, he gave up and hid near the 672nd Regiment's station.
Moreover, he glanced at the corpses of the Japanese on the beach in the distance, and then at the sacrificed soldiers of the Independent Regiment, and said even more disdainfully: "A dozen or so Japs came here, but you, with so many people in the Independent Regiment, are still beaten like this.
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"What do you mean by this? Everyone in the group has said that these Japanese are different."
Xie Jinyuan was furious at that time. If Duanwu hadn't been standing by, I'm afraid he would have fallen out with Li Guofu.
It’s not like he didn’t hear what Li Guofu just said. He clearly looked down on his 88th Division Independent Regiment.
Li Guofu said nonchalantly: "Commander Xie, don't get angry. If you don't even dare to clean the battlefield, then our 672nd Regiment will do it for you."
With that said, Li Guofu waved his hand and ordered his men to pick up the Japs' weapons and equipment.
Duanwu grabbed Li Guofu's hand and reminded: "Don't go, it's very dangerous."
"Nothing in a war is without danger."
Li Guofu was disdainful and took out his hand, then turned around and asked the men behind him: "Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid that with a hammer from him, the river is at least three kilometers away. I don't believe that the little Japanese can fire a cold gun from three kilometers away. Battalion Lieutenant, don't worry, I, Lao Zhang, will bring the little Japanese's weapons and equipment back."
The person who spoke was a bearded man, and he called him Li Guofu, Vice President of Ying.
This title was given a long time ago. At this time, Li Guofu had been demoted to the rank of platoon leader. But the bearded man still called him the battalion deputy. So it was obvious that either the bearded man was not deliberately flattering, or that the bearded man belonged to Li Guofu.
Hardcore fan.
Li Guofu nodded, the bearded man chuckled, and rushed out of the forest with his men.
The goal is very clear: pick up the corpse of the Japanese from the shore and retrieve all the weapons and equipment of the young Japanese.
"Hey, how can there be any danger? The 88th Division Independent Regiment is a bunch of cowards. They can't beat the Japanese, but they still have to be cautious when picking up weapons and equipment!"
The bearded man picked up a crooked stick on the ground and felt very happy. The rest of the people were also very happy.
I'm afraid every Chinese soldier knows that the little devil's weapons are easy to use. They have small recoil, long range, and high shooting accuracy. They always suffer when shooting against each other on the battlefield.
So even the soldiers of the 672nd Regiment wanted to change their weapons.
Little did they know, just as they were happily preparing to return with their weapons in hand, the Japanese's large-caliber mortars were already aimed at them.
Four rounds were fired rapidly. When Big Beard and his men heard the sharp sound of the shells breaking through the air, it was already too late. The shells landed accurately at their feet, and more than a dozen people were drowned in the fierce gunfire.
At this time, the entire river bank was trembling, and the air waves swept by the explosion threw the sand and stones on the sand far away, like wind and residual clouds.
"Type 94, 90-caliber light mortar."
Duanwu murmured something, and then left with his people.
At this time, Li Guofu was stunned on the spot and did not move for a moment. Because of his arrogance, thirteen veterans of the Northeast Army were killed.
He gave himself a hard slap and then ordered: "Go back."
"You're just going back like this?"
Passing by Duanwu, Duanwu asked.
Li Guofu no longer had the arrogance he had before, but said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, I take back what I just said. You are right. When I go back, I will report this matter to the regiment and what kind of punishment the regiment will give me.
I'll accept it all.
Because of my own wrong judgment, 13 soldiers were killed in battle. Even if the regiment shot me, I would have no complaints."
Duanwu chuckled and said, "That's not what I'm talking about. I'm asking you to take someone back with you."
After saying that, Duanwu waved his hand, and Zhou Dabang pushed a person and walked out of the forest! . . .