"How many people are there in this team?" Major Teng Yuan asked Wu Rende in broken Mandarin. Regarding this issue, the Japanese command is also eager to know the exact information.
"I didn't see it very clearly. I guess... there should be a battalion of troops." Wu Rende made a rough guess after adding his own subjective imagination.
"A battalion?! Very good, I'll use your sacrificial sword this time." Teng Yuan's devil was not surprised but happy when he heard that there were so many people. If there is only a small group of troops, even if they are eliminated, he will not get much reward.
"Judging from the scene, the firepower of this battalion is very strong. No wonder they can kill a squadron. We must pay high attention to it." Major Tenghara muttered while asking the signal corps to record the relevant information he saw and then sent it to the headquarters. .
Soon, the headquarters reported back and asked the Tengyuan Brigade to search with all their strength and eliminate this team that was causing trouble in their defense zone.
"Wu Rende, you are doing a good job. Knowing that China and Japan are friendly and cooperating, let you lead the way for us." Teng Yuan patted Wu Rende on the shoulder and pulled him over without hesitation.
Wu Rende showed a smile that was even more ugly than crying. He really didn't want to lead the way. That troop is really too ferocious. Now being forced to lead the way is no different from seeking death.
But before the Japs were at gunpoint, he really didn't dare not go, so he could only lead the Japs in the direction where Wen's Third Company left. As for whether he can find it, Wu Rende is not sure at all. There are so many forks on the road, who knows which way they will take?
Wen San led the team directly back to the temple. He did not know that the company's whereabouts had been exposed. Although the kid couldn't find it immediately, it was framed within a large area.
At this time, not only the Japanese motorcycle team was pulling the net back and forth to search, but there were also troops from two brigades involved. The Japanese command headquarters knew that this unit had strong firepower, and no longer dared to send out a squadron to pursue it, for fear that they would follow in the footsteps of Fukuhara Iji's squadron.
In the temple, Zheng Xiaoyu and Ma Yinchu narrowed their eyes with laughter when they saw the Type 92 infantry gun. Such a good cannon was left here to eat dust, which ultimately gave them an advantage.
"Think about it carefully and teach everyone what you have mastered." Wen San was also very happy. This is a good killer weapon and it can finally be put to use. Without a decent artillery piece, his artillery platoon simply did not live up to its name. The grenade tube is just a short leg, which is too limited to use and not as powerful as it is.
"Don't worry, sir, I'll take care of it." Zheng Xiaoyu promised, patting his chest. This guy seemed to have forgotten that he was just a bombloader, and he couldn't tell the difference between the big king and the big king.
Fortunately, Ma Yinchu didn't object. It seemed that he really didn't like dealing with others, and preferred to play with those cold iron guys.
"Very good! If you can lead my artillery platoon, I will make you the platoon leader! In the future, if you develop and develop, you may become the company commander and battalion commander..." Wen San began to paint the cake for the two of them.
When the two guys heard this, they became more motivated. He took Guan Heizi and others and started to explain to them. He wanted to pour out everything in his mind and show it to everyone.
The total weight of the Type 92 infantry gun is 212 kilograms, which is neither heavy nor light. If the troops want to move quickly with it, at least four people must carry it together, and they must be replaced every once in a while. Otherwise, the soldiers would not be able to bear it even if the distance is far.
After Zheng Xiaoyu and the two got started, they quickly dismantled it into several parts. The weight of this gun was reduced a lot at once, and if it was spread out again, there would be basically no pressure at all. Seeing the two people's operations, Wen San was very satisfied. It seems that these two guys are really not bragging and are quite familiar with this kind of artillery.
After taking it apart, the two assembled it again, which only took a few minutes, and there was nothing out of shape when it was put back together. Seeing this, Wen San was already more than relieved. It seems that there is no problem in leaving the platoon leader to them.
Guan Heizi's attention was all on this artillery, and he was indeed very interested in these. Wen San said he wanted Zheng Xiaoyu to be the platoon leader, and he was not unhappy. After all, this guy is the same type of person as Ma Yinchu. He is really interested in firing guns and has little interest in being an official.
Although Guan Heizi is not stupid, he has read too little and does not have much ink in his stomach. He is not good at strategy and dealing with complicated matters such as interpersonal relationships. Wen San could make him a deputy platoon leader, and he was already very satisfied.
After making arrangements for the artillery platoon, Wen San went to visit the wounded again. Including the wounded soldiers from the previous attack on Kameda Squadron, there were also 5 seriously wounded soldiers.
Winter is inherently cold, and wounds heal slowly. The recovery process for severely injured patients is much longer. Fortunately, a lot of medicines were seized from the Japanese. Not only were the wounded even in danger of their lives.
There were even more soldiers with minor injuries. Many of them were bandaged hastily, and even the medicine was useless. It's not because they are unwilling to take medicine, but medicine is very important and should be reserved for those brothers who are seriously injured.
Seeing Wen San coming, smiles appeared on the faces of the soldiers. They admired this officer more and more. As for injuries, how can anyone not be injured while marching and fighting?
"Ask Lao Yangtou to feed the wounded and add some fuel and water." Wen San could only do so much. The soldiers' life was very difficult and their food was very simple. However, he was relieved to see that the soldiers were in good spirits.
After seeing the wounded soldiers, Wen San gathered all the cadres at the squad and platoon level.
It's time to wrap up after the war.
After a while, the platoon leaders of each class gathered together, with confident smiles on their faces. Recently, they have achieved many amazing results, and their tails are all raised and a bit floating.
"It seems that everyone is in a good mood. Who can come up first and talk about your own tactical experience?" Wen San looked at everyone with a sullen face, without the slightest smile on his face.
As soon as he spoke like this, everyone's voices lowered and they didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. When it comes to tactical experience, who can compare to the company commander? Let them come up and tell the story. Wouldn't it be like Guan Gong playing a big sword in front of the gate?
"Since you don't talk about it, then only I will talk about it." After Wen Sankan suppressed the excitement of his men, he started to talk.
"In the two battles before and after, we made some serious mistakes. That is that you were too impulsive. Once you got excited, you commanded the team to rush forward regardless!"
"I admit that fighting requires bravery, and you must dare to charge forward at critical moments! Even if you know that you have to sacrifice, you cannot take a step back. But bravery also depends on the situation. When we have an absolute advantage, charging blindly is stupid. .Have you seen the wounded soldiers? Are they in pain? And those brothers who died in the battle, shouldn’t they survive?”
Wen San's words were like a heavy hammer hitting everyone. They are all commanders of a combat unit, and it is their right to use the troops they have on the battlefield. If there is improper command, soldiers will be killed or injured. This is a very serious matter.
