Chapter 20 Supplies
The night is dark.
The valley was filled with thick smoke and a strong smell of blood.
The bodies of soldiers from both sides were scattered all over the place, filling every corner of the valley.
The soldiers lit dozens of torches, illuminating the entire valley.
The commanders ordered their men to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded.
For the Japanese soldiers who were not completely dead, they would all be shot again and sent to meet the devil Amaterasu.
Li Rong and Wu Xiaoyun also started to get busy, saving the wounded and dying. Although their medical equipment was lost, the Japanese soldiers who were killed had a lot of first aid kits with everything bandages, gauze, anesthetics, anti-inflammatory drugs, etc., even aspirin.
The results of the battle were counted. In this battle, 537 Japanese soldiers were killed, including the captain of the Yamamoto Battalion, Naoki Yamamoto, and seven lieutenants. Two low-power radio stations, six grenade launchers, 26 artillery shells, two Type 92 heavy machine guns, more than 2,000 7.7mm bullets, six Type 92 light machine guns, more than 500 Type 38 rifles, more than 25,000 6.5mm bullets, and more than 50 pumpkin grenades were seized .
Our own casualties were also severe, with 965 killed, 150 wounded, and the ammunition was almost exhausted. Fortunately, we seized a large number of weapons and ammunition from the Japanese, otherwise the guns in our hands would have become firewood sticks.
After the Japanese army was annihilated and the battle was won, the officers looked more relaxed and gathered around Guo Wanlin to report the battle situation.
The expression on Guo Wanlin's face was very complicated. Although he won a beautiful victory, his own troops suffered serious losses. There were only 1,500 people left in the entire division. You must know that more than ten days ago, his division had 10,000 people. If this continues, he will be left with only one soldier.
But war is cruel. Guo Wanlin had heard that during the Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Nanjing, entire regiments and divisions of some troops were wiped out within a day. In comparison, he was still lucky. Thinking of this, he felt a little better.
"Brothers, you have done a good job. Staff Officer Jin, please draft a telegram immediately to report our battle situation to Commander Li Pinxian of the Group Army and ask for instructions on the next steps."
"yes."
Staff Officer Jin took the order and left, using the only radio in the division to send a message to Li Pinxian, commander-in-chief of the right wing corps.
Guo Wanlin looked at the vast night sky and said, "We have been running around these past two days and have not had a good rest. Today we will set up camp on the mountain ahead and order the kitchen team to cook so that the brothers can have a good meal."
Everyone was hungry, tired and sleepy during the past two days, and they cheered when they heard the order.
"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you? You have so many bullets but you still want to take them from me?"
Suddenly, there was a noise in the distance. Guo Wanlin had an idea and strode over. Several group leaders followed him.
"what happened?"
When quartermaster Chen Yong saw Guo Wanlin coming, he nodded quickly, forced a smile on his face, and trotted forward to greet him.
"Commander, you've come at the right time. There's a soldier here who's being unreasonable. He has hundreds of bullets on him, but he still wants to steal the captured supplies. Don't you think this is nonsense?"
Guo Wanlin frowned and said, "The supplies captured on the battlefield are uniformly allocated by the Quartermaster Department. Who dares to mess around?"
Chen Yong got Guo Wanlin's support, and he straightened his back and pointed forward: "That's him. If everyone is like him, wouldn't it be a mess?"
Guo Wanlin took a closer look and saw a tall and slender soldier standing in front of the seized materials. This soldier was none other than Liu Zhengfeng, the sharpshooter who had killed countless enemies and never missed a shot.
Guo Wanlin was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and turned to look at Chen Yong.
" Remember, his name is Liu Zhengfeng. No matter what weapons and ammunition he wants, you must satisfy him unconditionally."
The people around were stunned when they heard this and couldn't believe their ears.
Chen Yong's face changed slightly, with an incredible expression on his face. The division commander had always been very stingy with weapons and ammunition. Even if there was a combat mission, each soldier would only be given a maximum of ten bullets. But why was he so generous to this soldier named Liu Zhengfeng? Who exactly ? To be cautious, he couldn't help but carefully confirm it.
"Master, you mean, no matter what he wants, he can have as much as he wants?"
Guo Wanlin frowned and nodded heavily.
"Yes, he doesn't need anyone's approval. As long as you have it, you give it to him. If you don't have it, you should find a way to give it to him."
Chen Yong opened his mouth wide, puzzled, but had to nod .
"I understand, Master."
Guo Wanlin said: "Okay, go and satisfy his request now."
Chen Yong smiled bitterly, nodded, turned and left.
Ling Guishan was puzzled: "Commander, why are you doing this? Is this soldier different from the others?"
Guo Wanlin stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the dark sky in the distance.
"Because, in his hands, weapons and ammunition can be put to good use. He can do what others cannot. He alone can change the situation on the battlefield."
The three team leaders were all extremely surprised. Guo Wanlin had never spoken so highly of anyone before. Who was this Liu Zhengfeng that made Guo Wanlin look at him so differently?
Second Regiment Commander Feng Hui said, "Commander, this... this is a bit exaggerated, isn't it? No matter how powerful he is, he is still just one person. Isn't it a bit too much to say that he can change the situation on the battlefield?"
Guo Wanlin turned his head and stared at Feng Hui and said, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. He killed countless Japanese light and heavy machine gunners and grenade launchers one by one. Otherwise, with such fierce firepower of the Japanese army, could we have achieved such a brilliant victory? Dream on."
"Moreover, at the most critical moment, he killed the highest commander of the Japanese army, which directly led to the instability of the Japanese army's morale and its complete defeat."
The three group leaders looked at each other, speechless.
Guo Wanlin asked in return: "Do you know whose soldier he is?"
Everyone shook their heads in confusion.
Guo Wanlin pointed at Ling Guishan and said, "He is from the Third Company of the Second Battalion of your First Regiment. It's understandable that the other two didn't know about it, but it's a bit unreasonable that you didn't know about it."
Ling Guishan's face flushed: "Report to the master, I failed to supervise you. From now on, I will do my best to train him and let him serve you well."
Guo Wanlin smiled and said, "He doesn't need anyone's training. Remember, you can give him combat missions in the future, but don't interfere with him too much. He is free to act, and he has the final say on what to do."
"Doesn't this mean I should worship him as my ancestor?"
Ling Guishan was indignant and looked extremely unhappy, but he did not dare to say it out loud.
At this time, Staff Officer Jin hurried over and saluted Guo Wanlin.
"Reporting to the division commander, the commander of the right wing corps, Li Pinxian, has called back and issued a new combat order."
"Read." Guo Wanlin said casually.
"yes."
Staff Officer Jin unfolded a piece of paper and read, "I am pleased to hear that your unit has annihilated the Japanese Yamamoto Battalion. I am very pleased. The commander-in-chief of the Fifth War Zone, Bai Chongxi, has ordered that the enemy on the other side is the Japanese Sixth Division that committed heinous crimes in Nanjing and must be annihilated. I hereby order your unit to arrive at the Xiaotangshan front line before August 6 and be on standby. There must be no delay."
