Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 703

Chapter 703 Hidden Clumsy

Tang Dao did not rush to order the entire army to move supplies immediately. Instead, he ordered the entire army to rest on the spot.

　　On the battlefield where the battle had just ended, all the officers and soldiers of the Independence Battalion were sitting on the ground around nearly a hundred bonfires.

No wine, only meat.

Each soldier, regardless of rank or branch of service, was given two cans.

They were all beef or canned fish seized from Japanese army baggage trucks. The logistics of the Japanese army when they first landed on the Chinese battlefield were much stronger than in the future. The beef was all carefully selected cuts of beef, and the canned fish were also cut into pieces of large sea fish. Not the little trash fish that will fool people in the future, paired with white rice cooked by each class in Japanese helmets hung upside down on the campfire.

Even without wine, the soldiers who had just experienced a life-and-death battle ate happily.

Sweep away the gloom that hung on most people's faces after the previous battle at Mouse Mountain.

From a tactical point of view, the blocking battle was a victory, but watching the corpses being carried off the battlefield, and watching the two infantry companies finally having to endure under their own artillery fire, they became the brightest fireworks that evening. The joy of all the soldiers There is actually an unspeakable evil feeling in my heart.

That kind of victory that took countless familiar lives to win is precious, but full of sadness.

But this time, it was very different.

They killed more than 2,000 Japanese, but the losses were so small that they themselves could not believe it.

According to reports from each company and compiled by the battalion staff, the entire army suffered 53 casualties, 186 serious injuries, and 360 minor injuries during this battle. All casualties combined did not exceed 600.

Actually, this number also has some water content.

At least in the eyes of most people, many minor and serious injuries do not need to be included in this number.

For example, if you fall while running and your knee is scraped, it may look bloody. In fact, if you apply ashes on it, it will not affect your combat effectiveness at all. There were even soldiers like Tudou who had some blood stains on their faces from branches, but they were still slightly injured.

This is not because the soldiers are weak, but because the company commanders strictly follow Tang Dao's orders to count statistics. As long as there is bleeding, it is considered a minor injury, even if it is a scrape of skin; Not because the battalion headquarters provides subsidies for minor injuries and serious injuries. It is estimated that many people will deliberately conceal these minor injuries.

In fact, excluding the 53 people who died in the battle, there would never be more than 100 people who were completely incapacitated due to being hit by shrapnel or bullets.

In other words, in this ambush battle, whether it was the two small battlefields before and after the river valley, or the main battlefield in the river valley, the independent battalion actually achieved a battle loss ratio that could dazzle all the big guys. .

1 to 16, a number that is enough to excite all Chinese people and make the Japanese look for cracks in the ground in shame.

After a great victory, they can still eat large chunks of meat with their brothers who fought side by side and shared life and death. Watching the smiles on their faces and listening to them loudly bragging about how awesome they are on the battlefield is the main reason why the soldiers are so happy.

You can accept a miserable victory, but no one likes a miserable victory!

However, as the top commander of the independent battalion, Tang Dao chose to hide this number.

After receiving the scattered soldiers with bruises from Master Zhuang and counting them into the number of wounded, he frowned and took out the pen given to him by Tantai Mingyue and changed the first number of the overall casualty number to 9 with his own hands.

That means that when the independent battalion reports this battle to the army headquarters in the future, the battle loss ratio is close to 1 to 3. It is a big victory, but it is not very amazing.

More importantly, is this data falsification, even if it is a falsification of one's own casualty figures?

“Batalion Commander, this.” Master Zhuang moved his lips to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

After following Tang Daoru for a long time, he has figured out Tang Dao's temper. If Tang Dao holds a meeting to listen to everyone's opinions, then everyone present will naturally speak freely. Even if they have different opinions from Tang Dao, Tang Dao will not blame him. But if he has already decided on something, but still has to beep from the side, I am afraid this person will not have a good face.

Tang Dao lowered his head and continued to read Zhuang Shisan's message to the 145th Division Headquarters.

In the firelight, the shadow formed by the helmet blocked Tang Dao's face. No one knew what he was thinking.

In fact, Tang Dao has been trying to figure out what democracy and centralism are, trying to control it to a degree that he and all his subordinates can accept. If he is too arbitrary, he will make mistakes. But if all decisions are left to everyone for discussion, Not only is it too idealistic, but in such wartime, it can only reduce the execution efficiency. As a soldier, Tang Dao will not get dizzy.

At present, it seems that Tang Dao, who has been the commander of thousands of people for the first time in his previous life, has done a good job. At the most important moments, he decides the strategy and tactics with one voice, ensuring the efficiency of execution. The unimportant matters are left to his subordinates to let them have their say. opportunity to increase cohesion.

Just like now, Zhuang Shisan clearly knew that he was tampering with data and intended to fool the big guys who were far away from the battlefield, but in the end he chose to obey.

Tang Dao is very satisfied with this point.

However, this is only one of them. Zhuang Shisan didn't know that this was actually Tang Dao's last test for him. If this person had any objections or was sanctimonious, Tang Dao would tell him, the lieutenant colonel and chief of staff, to get out without waiting for Jiangbei. .

Based on his relationship with the 43rd Army, he only needs to send a telegram, and this former battalion commander of the Songjiang Security Regiment will be promoted to the 43rd Army's military headquarters. Staff officers are nothing new.

After this battle, the Independent Battalion will withdraw to Jiangbei and **** hundreds of young students northward. From then on, it will be separated from that person. People's hearts are complicated. Tang Dao will never underestimate the humanity of people. While ensuring that the officers and soldiers do not have two minds, Under such circumstances, he must first ensure that nothing happens to the backbone around him.

Zhuang Shisan, the battalion chief of staff who came from the Songjiang Security Regiment, wanted to give advice but gave up in the end, which was in line with Tang Dao's needs for him.

You must know that data falsification, especially on the battlefield, is a serious crime. However, the army lieutenant colonel and chief of staff, who had to sign the message, stood firmly with him after a brief hesitation.

In the future, when he hears that he wants to stand with that army, there may be a high chance that he will choose to obey the order.

But Tang Dao chose to risk the disapproval of the world to falsify data for officials at all levels, and once again tested himself as the chief of staff, which was not the most important thing.

He also has two deputy battalion commanders.

Regarding Tang Dao's decision, Guo Shouzhi was slightly surprised at first and then understood, with a look of approval on his face.

'The battalion commander plans to completely swallow up the Sichuan Army Corps. The casualties are so heavy that even the commander of the 145th Division cannot take back the more than a thousand people who were temporarily merged into the independent battalion! ' Of course there is nothing wrong with Guo Shouzhi's thinking.

Guo Shouzhi, who had been in the old army for countless years, had seen this method of falsely reporting the number of soldiers and paying officers empty wages countless times. Tang Dao was just doing the opposite, swallowing up a Sichuan army.

In this kind of war, it is wise to work hard to strengthen yourself. At least if the Japanese want to attack the independent battalion, no infantry regiment can do it.

This is because Guo Shouzhi didn't understand Tang Dao well enough.

Perhaps, Lei Xiong, who raised his eyebrows slightly and looked calm, could more or less guess what Tang Dao's true thoughts were.

Tang Dao is hiding his clumsiness!

Yes, 'Every tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.' The ancient sayings left by the Chinese ancestors are all wisdom in life.

Especially at this time, an army with such outstanding combat effectiveness will inevitably be favored by the big guys.

The expected result at this time must be to be transferred to the Jinling battlefield.

It's not that Tang Dao is afraid of death. If he can reverse the situation of the war and change his fate to avoid that heart-wrenching massacre, let alone these two thousand people, even twenty thousand, Tang Dao can take them away without hesitation. fire.

However, the rut of history is so stubborn that it makes people feel chilling. Tang Dao, a little butterfly that traveled through time and space, has tried his best to collide with it. He fought against Sixings, Songjiang, Jiashan, and Guangde. That time, he didn't hope to use it. Sacrifice brings about slight changes.

However, no matter how he and the brave Chinese soldiers sacrificed their lives and how they killed the Japanese invaders in front of them, they still watched with despair as the ruts of history overlapped.

At this time, Jinling is still the same as before in time and space. It is surrounded by heavy Japanese troops from both front and rear and is about to become a cemetery.

In ancient times, there was Jing Ke. The wind was blowing and the water was cold. He did it despite knowing that he couldn't do anything, and he became a hero who would never return.

If he were alone, Tang Dao would be willing to become such an assassin, guarding that city and that group of people alone to the end.

But he is not, he is a soldier. He is already the commander of thousands of troops. Knowing that he will die, he still brings thousands of elite soldiers who can kill more Japanese invaders into the cemetery. That is not a hero, that is stupidity.

This is not a local war, but a national war. It is a protracted national war in which both sides compete for endurance. Not to mention elite soldiers, even an ordinary rifle will become part of the endurance. China, with its weak national power, can only drag the war to During the stalemate stage, the Japanese finally won this stalemate'tug-of-war' with their unimaginable land area and huge population potential.

Sending elite soldiers to the cemetery because they are lonely and brave is the foolishness of "loving relatives and hating enemies".

For the final victory, Tang Dao must keep this elite soldier alive.

Tang Dao believes that in the future battlefield, these 2,000 people will definitely kill ten times as many Japanese invaders and become part of that battle that requires incomparable 'endurance'.

Hand the completely revised draft to Zhuang Shisan, Tang Dao and Lei Xiong, whose faces were half covered by the shadow of the brim of their hats, looked at each other, both smiling.

He is worthy of being an old man who came out of the Four Elements War. Tang Dao doesn't need to explain more, Tang Dao also knows, he understands!

(End of this chapter)

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