Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 249

Chapter 249 Both sides feel pain

In the large gantry formation where a group of veterans were laughing and joking, the young soldier slowly walked towards his veteran squad leader.

The closer he got, the more panicked he became.

Surprisingly, beside the veteran squad leader, there were only four faces he was most familiar with.

But his infantry squad was a complete infantry squad that was reorganized only ten days ago, with a total of 14 people in the squad.

“Pillar!” A veteran who had served in the regiment's baggage company for four years, with a blood-stained bandage on his head, greeted him with a bitter look on his face.

"Deputy squad leader! Sit here!" Another private who was a soldier in the same year as him and was added to the squad from the battalion headquarters' cooking squad moved aside to make room.

The private's whole body was as dusty as a gopher, and his face was so blurred by gunpowder smoke and dust that he could hardly distinguish his features, but his eyes were glistening with tears, and his throat was trembling, trying not to let the tears fall down.

Needless to say, the young soldier could feel the grief in his heart, and his heart felt even colder.

Trying to remain calm, the young soldier silently nodded to the people he was most familiar with. The young soldier turned his gaze to the veteran squad leader who had been smoking a cigarette with his head lowered, and asked softly: "Tongguo, how many brothers are injured?"

This is the question he asked with the greatest hope while suppressing his sadness.

There are 14 people in the class, including him and the 5 people here, there are only 6 people, and there are 8 people left. The battle is less than an hour. It is still a defensive battle, and the death rate should not be so high.

It would be okay if he was injured, at least there is a chance to continue to live.

At night, all the seriously injured will be transported to Songjiang City through residential areas. Before the Japanese army completely encircles Songjiang, they may be transported to the original headquarters of the 43rd Army by horse carriage or truck one step ahead.

However, his wish finally came true.

"No one was injured. The battalion commander strictly ordered that those who were not seriously injured were not allowed to leave the firing line. Except for the five of us, and Tiedan and Shizi who I ordered to help carry the wounded, the rest were all dead.

Lao Xia was killed by a Japanese machine gun, Hanwazi was killed by a Japanese grenade... and Xiaoyu, who had a broken leg, could have escaped death, but he said it was not a serious injury. If he didn't leave, he would eventually bleed out and die.

There are still half of our class. "The veteran squad leader lowered his eyes and said in a voice that sounded almost like a mosquito.

The young soldier stood motionless as if struck by lightning.

In Dachang Town, his infantry squad had 12 people who had known each other day and night for more than a year, and only he and the squad leader were left. In the two days after the war, he couldn't sleep every night, and his mind was full of their pockmarked faces. , that experience was extremely painful.

Now, will similar pain happen again?

This kind of pain of constantly losing comrades is still too difficult to accept for a soldier who has just learned a lot from the war.

Let alone him, judging from the silence of the veteran who had been in the army for more than 10 years, the blow was also extremely heavy.

Because, in the warlord civil war in Sichuan Province that veterans are familiar with, there has never been such a phenomenon.

The war pattern he was originally familiar with was that whoever wins just goes with it. Sometimes after a battle, not to mention the dead, the few injured fell into a ditch in the chaos, sprained their ankles or broke their legs.

But now, it's different.

This is a war with invaders, and it is also a war with aliens. Failure means being massacred, and the country will be exterminated, just like the nomads invaded the Central Plains hundreds of years ago. And if you want to win, you need to make enough sacrifices.

Whether new soldiers or veterans, they must learn in this war, learn to accept, and accept parting.

Your comrades-in-arms and yourself are very likely not to be able to wait until the day of victory.

But then, so what!

Major Battalion Commander Liu Zhenshan, who only commanded an infantry company, also sat blankly under the city wall and smoked silently.

The casualties were too great. In the first battle alone, the casualties of the infantry company he had just collected reached one-third, and the Japanese just came with an infantry brigade. If they came with an infantry regiment, Or what to do with an infantry brigade?

Since he was ordered to come here, the major battalion commander, who had already left his last words to his wife at the military headquarters, has long given up on living, but this does not mean that he hopes that he and his subordinates will be wiped out so quickly.

The fall of Cangcheng meant that the Japanese army would reach Songjiang City without any scruples.

That's one hundred thousand Japanese troops! Under such a violent attack, can the brothers in Songjiang City still be able to defend it? It doesn't matter if he and his brothers are dead, is there not even one person who can go home to report the news?

Even the death news cannot be sent back. What a torture it will be for the wife who is waiting at home! This is what the major and battalion commander is most worried about. However, the soldiers under the city wall, whether they are silent now or trying to smile and show up in the dragon gate formation, actually have one purpose, to persist in living.

The first battle in Cangcheng has already shown the cruelty to the Chinese officers and soldiers.

Tang Dao received battle damage reports from the two major battalion commanders and the fire support company captain.

On the 1st Battalion of the 644th Regiment of the 67th Army, 86 people were killed and 19 were seriously injured. The 3rd Company of the 43rd Army lost 39 people and 9 were seriously injured. The fire support company had 17 people killed and 6 were seriously injured.

In just one battle, nearly a quarter of the entire army was lost. Even though Tang Dao had already experienced the brutal battle of the Four Elements, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He did not expect that when the Japanese artillery could bombard them without restraint, the defenders who also had strong walls would suffer such heavy losses.

That also means that with a few more attacks of this intensity, the troops in Cang City will be almost exhausted.

Tang Dao and the two major battalion commanders were heartbroken after counting the battle losses.

In fact, as an attacker, Major Junichi Watanabe was in a much gloomier mood than several Chinese commanders.

His fears finally came true.

The castle, which was much smaller than Jinshan County, withstood a more terrible bombardment than Jinshan County, but its counterattack was more violent than Jinshan County.

Not only is the opponent's courage no less than that of the Jinshan County defenders, but the opponent's equipment is much stronger than the opponent who was already known as a tough opponent yesterday.

They not only have mortars conventionally equipped by the Chinese army, but also machine guns that can threaten the 89 tanks with horizontal fire. The wreckage of two 89 tanks is still smoking in the ruins.

Not only did the Chinese's light and heavy machine gun firepower far exceed his imagination, they were also equipped with a large number of grenades. Among the Chinese military, only the Northeast Army, which had learned from their experience, was equipped with a large number of them.

Most Chinese despise the Northeastern Army because of the September 18th Incident, but only Japanese officers like Junichi Watanabe know how terrifying the Northeastern Army is.

If it were not for the internal contradictions among the Chinese people, it would have been absolutely impossible for the Kwantung Army to occupy the entire Northeast with their strength of only 100,000 troops. They simply hit the jackpot and got a big deal.

Looking at the battle damage reports compiled by the brigade deputy from each infantry squadron, Jun Watanabe almost burst into tears.

If it weren't for the fact that the brigade deputy was the younger brother of the wife of the commander, he would have wanted to yell at him at that moment: Have you graduated from junior high school? You added the wrong number!

In less than an hour of attack, 328 Imperial Army soldiers were lost. Can you believe it? That's not counting the losses of the two tanks directly under the division's tank squadron.

Doesn't that mean that if there are two more battles with the same intensity as today, the designation of the 1st Infantry Battalion can be cancelled?

However, except for a handful of Japanese infantry bodies that were hit by grenades or mortars and shattered into fertilizer on the Chinese land, the vast majority of Japanese infantry remains were dragged back.

More than 300 corpses covered with white cloths were parked in the wilderness of Jiangnan, China, turning the eyes of the Japanese Army Major to ice-cold.

My heart felt even colder.

So many imperial warriors have fallen into pieces, it's time for the division commander to let go of his anger!

But obviously, he was wrong.

Suematsu Shigeharu, who arrived at the front line, used a few big mouths to defeat all the luck of Watanabe Junichi to Hokkaido.

“1st Infantry Brigade, continue, attack again!”

Fighting at night was a rare experience for the Japanese army.

“The Japanese are crazy!” The two lieutenant generals at the head of Songjiang City looked at the meteor shower falling across the sky towards Songjiang with solemn expressions.

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