Lost and Spy

Chapter 1393
For a whole day, Houjia Village barely managed to survive.

However, the defense forces suffered heavy casualties. In just one day, 92 military command agents were killed and 26 were injured.

The number of wounded is far lower than the number of dead, and the tragedy of the war is needless to say.

Two of Meng Shaoyuan's guards were also killed and two wounded.

These are all soldiers after hundreds of battles.

into the night.

The Japanese army generally does not launch attacks at night, and this is also a rare time for self-cultivation and adjustment.

Of course, this is by no means that the Japanese army will not fight at night.

Meng Shaoyuan had always been confused by the movies and TV series of his era before, and really thought that the Japanese army was not good at night battles.

Even, like many people around him, he believes that night combat is our army's strong point.

In fact, the truth is not the case at all.

It's not that the Japanese army is not good at night combat, but that they are unwilling.

The Chinese army is not good at night combat, but forced to.

The Japanese army relies heavily on artillery fire. The artillery cannot calibrate and shoot at night. After the firepower gap between the two sides is minimized, they launch a counterattack at night. Compared with the Japanese army, our army has an advantage in strength. We only need to reduce the casualty ratio with the Japanese army In the end, it must be the Japanese army who can't hold on.

However, because the Japanese army cannot take advantage of artillery fire at night, they usually do not fight at night, and there is an illusion that the Japanese army is not good at night warfare.

In a real night battle, with equal numbers, the Chinese army's chances of victory are less than half.

In addition to the excellent equipment of the Japanese army, the Chinese army is generally malnourished, and most of them suffer from night blindness. Only in this point are they at a disadvantage.

The reason why the Chinese army has repeatedly launched night battles under such a disadvantageous situation is all forced out.

Behind every victory is the blood price paid by Chinese soldiers!
Li Zhifeng, who was in charge of commanding at the front, had no intention of launching a night attack.

What he has to do is to hold on to this place, not to kill or wound many Japanese troops.

As for how long to stick to?
He didn't know, and didn't ask.

In short, as long as the chief doesn't give an order, then let's stick here.

Looking at the brothers who had fought side by side before, but now turned into cold corpses, Li Zhifeng's heart seemed to be cut bit by bit by a knife.

The villagers of Houjia Village, taking advantage of the night, were busy helping the soldiers carry the corpses, repair the fortifications, and delivered hot meals.

Many houses were blown up, but as soon as the Japanese planes left, the villagers immediately pulled out food and supplies from the ruins.

All the supplies are for the soldiers to use first.

They are protecting the big guy with their lives.

"Sir."

"You eat." Meng Shaoyuan stopped Li Zhifeng who wanted to stand up: "Hurry up and eat, hurry up and rest after eating, I will be on duty at night."

In just one day, more than a hundred people were killed or injured.

Meng Shaoyuan's greatest wish now is to never pass the night.

But this is just fantasy.

Once dawn, how many of these people in front of you will enter the martyr's shrine?

"Baosheng, Baosheng!"

Suddenly, a sad cry came over.

A man was crying bitterly while hugging a dead body.

"Brothers." Lai Songsheng sighed: "The older brother is Li Gensheng, and the one who died is the younger brother, Li Baosheng. He was seriously injured during the day, and he was still alive just now, and now..."

"If someone else is the station master, I'll be the station chief too." Liang Tong said with a wry smile, "I've just become an acting station chief, and I have to lead the big guy to my life. Maybe a bullet will hit me tomorrow. As the station chief, The task is done."

"Station Master Liang, you have to survive." Meng Shaoyuan said silently: "And you, Lai Songsheng. After this battle is over, even if we can all survive by luck, Ningbo Station will inevitably suffer heavy losses. It fell on the two of you."

Liang Tong and Lai Songsheng nodded silently.

Sometimes, living is harder than dying.

"Secretary Wu."

Wu Jingyi came over.

The whole person was disheveled, and there was still a lot of blood on his body.

As a result, Meng Shaoyuan's heart ached so badly that he hurriedly looked left and right, for fear that his sister Jingyi would be hurt.

"Sir, to be honest, Secretary Wu is much better at shooting than you." Li Zhifeng said in a low voice, "I never thought that Secretary Wu could shoot from a half-squat position, and her marksmanship was accurate. She alone killed four What a devil. Now I regard Secretary Wu as our senior sharpshooter."

Meng Shaoyuan was not embarrassed, not at all.

"Director Meng, let me go to the battlefield tomorrow." Yu Yanchu asked tentatively.

"You can't." Meng Shaoyuan didn't even want to refuse straight away: "I don't feel sorry for you, but you have to be in charge of the radio station. That's the only way we can communicate with the outside world."

"Director Meng." Wu Jingyi said at this time: "Looking at it like this, the Japanese army will attack even more fiercely tomorrow, so you should withdraw first."

"Yes, sir, withdraw."

"I won't go." Meng Shaoyuan said in a cold voice: "Those who retreat before the battle, kill! As your officer, I leave my brother and run first, I'm an ass officer!"

"Sir..."

Seeing that Li Zhifeng wanted to persuade him, Meng Shaoyuan interrupted him: "Besides, there is only one road in Houjia Village. Where can I retreat?"

"Brothers help you fight a bloody road, I will be the captain of this death squad myself."

"Get out!" Meng Shaoyuan scolded: "I let you be a death squad for my own life? Am I still a person? I promise my brothers that I will fight to the death with them. I can't take my word for it. What kind of shit is protecting me? If you run away, don't say it again in the future."

Li Zhifeng was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Sir, you are a man!"

No matter how the officer gave him small shoes before, Li Zhifeng and his brothers didn't care anymore.

Whoever fights bloody battle with me today, he is my brother!

"Lu Chengtian, what are you doing?"

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly saw Lu Chengtian leading seven or eight people talking there.

"Report sir!" Lu Chengtian hurriedly said, "This is a voluntary death squad!"

"The Expendables?"

"That's right, it's estimated that tomorrow will be more difficult to hold than today. If we really can't hold it, the brothers can only tie grenades and die together with the little devil."

He said it calmly, but Meng Shaoyuan's heart tightened.

Just one day of fighting has reached this point?

"Brothers, please!" Meng Shaoyuan didn't know what to say, he could only bow his hands repeatedly: "It's really come to that point, I will take care of your family, you..."

He couldn't go on.

"Sir, I'm one of the death squads."

At this time, Li Gensheng walked over silently:
"Grenades, send me a few too."

"Li Gensheng, your brother Baosheng is gone..."

"The family is gone, everything is gone. It's just me and my brother. Now, my brother is gone, sir, let me and the little devil go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)