Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

After two days, Zeng Wangcai led the last platoon and arrived at the right-side post. By then, the battle had been over for a long time.

The camp was filled with the smell of blood and sadness.

Zeng Wangcai sat among a pile of rocks with a gloomy face. Yu Tie in front of him was in pain and blaming himself.

"Captain, punish me!" Yu Tie pulled off his hat, revealing the bandages wrapped around his head. "I accidentally fell into the enemy's trap and let my comrades..."

He couldn't continue speaking.

Zeng Wangcai already knew the result. A few days ago, he discovered something suspicious at the sentry post and reported it to his superiors and asked for support. His superiors then sent Zeng Wangcai's men to provide support.

No one expected that there would be a large enemy force in this place.

The Yu Tie and the soldiers guarding the border led the team forward, but suddenly encountered a heavy enemy attack with heavy firepower. Although the Yu Tie and the twelve strong men fought bravely, the battle was still brutal.

Four of the Twelve Little Strongmen were sacrificed, and even Little Leopard was injured, not to mention the other two platoons.

"puff!"

Zeng Wangcai spat out the cigarette butt, which was a Yellow Crane Tower 1916. After hearing the news, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and couldn't care about anything else.

"It's none of your business. The responsibility is mine!" Zeng Wangcai said calmly but fiercely, "I thought they were just ants. Who would have thought that a large number of ants could kill an elephant? But those who beat me can't run away."

He really blamed himself. He felt that he had been misled by keyboard warriors. He thought that the other party was not strong and that his own people were well-equipped. Even if they met them, they should be able to end the battle with great ease.

As a result, a platoon of twelve elite soldiers were almost wiped out.

After a while, Edwina and the other two came over.

"Brother Wangcai, don't be sad!" Qiangba said in Mandarin, which was now much more fluent. "We will do our best to transport the wounded back. Don't worry, we will definitely take revenge."

"Thank you, brother!" Zeng Wangcai forced a smile. "Edwina, thank you for your help and for transporting the wounded. You can go back now. It's still too dangerous here."

The conditions are bad and there are no roads, so only the livestock can improve efficiency.

Zeng Wangcai arranged everything and walked into a big tent.

The sight was shocking. Some soldiers had broken legs, some were blindfolded, and some had their hands broken at the elbows...

The snow-white gauze was stained with bright red blood!

These soldiers, some in their early twenties and some just in their twenties, have all followed Zeng Wangcai for one or two years.

There are still some vibrant lives that have now withered away.

"Company commander!"

"Captain..."

Seeing Zeng Wangcai coming in, the awake soldiers shouted softly, and some who were still able to move struggled to get up.

Zeng Wangcai looked at them one by one and saw that there was no pain in their eyes, but guilt, as if they felt guilty for not fighting well.

At this moment, Zeng Wangcai felt a pang of pain in his heart.

They feel guilty even though they are already disabled and don't know how to live the rest of their lives.

Why should you feel guilty?

I am the one who should feel guilty...

"Brother!" Little Leopard, who was lying on the bed, got up. His eyes, which used to be innocent and fearless, were now filled with pain. "We must kill them and avenge our brothers."

The word "revenge" almost jumped out from between the little leopard's teeth.

"How is your injury?" Zeng Wangcai asked, looking at Xiaobao's body wrapped in bandages.

"It's okay, I'm really fine, I can still fight!" Little Leopard said, patting his chest.

"Captain, I can fight too!"

"Captain, if you want to fight, you must take me with you!"

"revenge......"

The soldiers who were less seriously injured spoke up one after another.

Zeng Wangcai comforted them and asked them to take good care of their injuries.

As for Xiaobao's injuries, Zeng Wangcai learned from the medical soldiers that they were not too serious, because he was protecting a soldier and a piece of skin was cut off by shrapnel on his back.

Xiaobao's injuries were very similar to Yutie's, as Yutie had a piece of his scalp cut off.

From another perspective, both of them were very lucky. If there was any deviation, they would have died.

In the iron triangle, Xie An was not injured because he was at the back, but Lin Fusheng's arm was pierced by a bullet. If Yu Tie's helmet had not been exploded at that time, he would probably not have been injured. But then again, if it hadn't been for the first time, Yu Tie would have been dead by now.

"Don't fight!" Zeng Wangcai made a summary speech after looking at the soldiers one by one. "I will ask the superiors immediately. They can't escape. You just focus on recovering and leave the rest to us..."

After settling the soldiers, Zeng Wangcai led people to hold a small meeting.

"Captain, we don't have enough manpower!" Xie An, who was calmer, had already finished counting according to Zeng Wangcai's order. "At most, we still have two platoons that can be used, and we can't leave anyone on guard. The enemy's strength is at least three times more than ours, and we don't know if there are people behind us, so...

"I suggest that we wait for support!"

"What the hell are you waiting for!" Little Leopard was angry, "If we wait any longer, they will run away..."

Zeng Wangcai was very puzzled. Why were there so many enemies here? Was it the butterfly effect?

If you can't figure out the enemy's train of thought, it will be difficult to deal with the following matters, unless...

An idea popped up in Zeng Wangcai’s mind: high-tech blast!

"Are you sure they want to run away?" Zeng Wangcai asked.

"That should be it!" Yu Tie thought for a moment and said, "We were at a disadvantage at the time and they had the upper hand. They could have crushed us and killed us all, but they withdrew in the end. I think something went wrong with them later."

Zeng Wangcai nodded: "Okay, no matter whether it can be solved or not, we have to understand the problem. You go and integrate the team, and I will communicate with the superiors."

"Yes!"

After finding the radio station, Zeng Wangcai contacted Sunlight City.

Zeng Wangcai no longer has a regiment headquarters. When he came here, he was under the command of 155 and was directly under the command of Qiao Wang. Later, Qiao Wang went out to fight, and there was no one above him.

Logically, his situation should have been reported to the front-line command, but instead, he was assigned to the logistics department.

The person who answered the call from the logistics department was probably new and didn't understand the situation. After learning that Zeng Wangcai was going to lead his troops in pursuit, he scolded Zeng Wangcai and accused him of messing around.

Finally, Zeng Wangcai struggled for a long time before the head of the logistics department agreed to report to his superiors and asked him to wait for notification.

To be honest, this phone call made Zeng Wangcai very depressed and felt very constrained.

He knew very well that the biggest problem was actually within himself.

He suddenly felt a little tired, mentally exhausted, and wanted to go to a place where he could take advantage of the space without being restricted.

The resources in the space can be sold if you want, and eaten if you want; the weapons can be used if you want. If anyone disagrees, just beat him up.

What bicycle, just drive a sports car; what courtyard, just build a villa; what garment factory, just play with capital...

While I was thinking, a call came from the logistics department.

After receiving the call, Zeng Wangcai's anger broke through the sky...