After the battle, Huang Yourong immediately led the third company to rush forward to clean up the battlefield. Twenty-seven lightly wounded soldiers were gathered together by their comrades and carried onto the truck after simple treatment by health workers.
In this operation, the 772nd Regiment could be said to have achieved a complete victory. If they had encountered the 300 Japanese soldiers led by Katsuhisa Muramoto on plain terrain in the past, their casualties would have been huge.
After all, the Japs who came to Wangcun this time brought two infantry cannons. With their tactical prowess, the Second Battalion, which lacked heavy weapons, would definitely suffer no good consequences.
Because the surprise attack was launched at just the right time, they were caught off guard at the moment of the explosion. From the beginning of the battle, the Japanese were in an embarrassing situation.
Coupled with the fact that Xiaori was very confident in his own strength at the time, they did not start destroying weapons and ammunition when they felt they were bound to lose, as they did in previous battles.
The two Type 92 infantry guns in the warehouse had no chance of being used in this small-scale battle. They were still left to gather dust, not even assembled.
What made Huang Yourong even more happy was that the enemy was busy on the left side outside Wangcun all afternoon, and the temporary parking lot built was not attacked at all.
There were more than a dozen sidecar motorcycles and trucks parked intact waiting for them to be confiscated.
There were also some soldiers in the 772nd Regiment who originally belonged to the Preserved Fruit Army. After considering the possibility of seizing some carrying equipment this time, Cheng Xiazi transferred these people to the Second Battalion.
Huang Yourong returned to the regiment headquarters with a full load, and all the commanders burst into laughter looking at the supplies he brought back.
Although their regiment was the main regiment with an established structure, due to the general lack of heavy weapons in the Eighth Route Army, the former 772nd Regiment could only be regarded as a pure infantry regiment filling the line if placed on the European battlefield.
But now life is getting better. With the equipment provided by Huanghe, the light weapons of the twelve main regiments are no longer inferior to those of the Gallic Chickens.
Even in terms of the speed of rifle replacement, the ownership rate of MAS-36 is definitely higher than that of the Gallic Chicken Army in 1940.
Moreover, Cheng Xiazi heard that Vice Minister Huang would be able to get some cannons of Zhengbaiqi descent in a while. He couldn't help but start to make plans silently in his heart.
In his plan, the future 772nd Regiment will definitely be a regular infantry regiment that competes with the established military powers in Europe and the United States.
Even if it is a one-on-one battle with the regiment affiliated to the Japanese Second Division in the wild, the regiment can ultimately win after paying a certain price.
At full strength, there are 3,000 people, with three infantry battalions under its jurisdiction, each with 850 soldiers. An artillery company with a strength of 180 men. An anti-tank company of 150 people, a cavalry reconnaissance platoon of 40 people, an engineer platoon of 70 people, and a communications platoon of 30 people.
He couldn't help laughing when he thought of this. After finishing the finishing work, he immediately ran to the communications class to report the situation. After all, it was already late at night, and he didn't want to delay it and affect the rest of the brigade headquarters.
The brigade commander had been waiting for Blind Cheng to report the results of the battle all night. From time to time, he raised his wrist to check the time. These actions all showed that he was a little worried.
Although the Eighth Route Army's communication methods are relatively poor, the reserves of radio stations are very tight. But as the trump card in his hand, the 772nd Regiment is relatively close to the brigade headquarters, and is equipped with both telephones and radio stations.
A full two hours have passed since the battle began, and the 772nd Regiment has not sent back any news. He decided to wait another thirty minutes, and if there was still no news, he would go to the other party's regiment headquarters in person.
Just as the brigade commander was pacing back and forth in the command post anxiously, two commanders and fighters walked in from outside the room.
One of the men was wearing a pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle. He quickly picked up the map on the table and studied it. His face almost melted when he looked at it.
"There is no news about the 772nd Regiment yet? I think the situation around here is a bit complicated. It might be easy to be delayed."
Hearing the worried words of his own political commissar, the brigade commander nodded helplessly.
"Not yet. I don't know what Cheng Shifa is up to. It will take so long to make a surprise attack on Wang Village."
Another man who had just entered the combat conference room came closer. He was about the same height as the brigade commander, but he was surprisingly thin. His military uniform seemed to be hanging on his body.
"I'm telling you, you two, this is a typical example of care leading to chaos. You have also seen Cheng Xiazi's battle plan. It is not only detailed but also innovative. Even I, the chief of staff, find it quite amazing."
"The Japs are trapped in the village, and the advantage of their motorized troops is gone. In terms of the infantry's light weapons and combat qualities, we are no longer the Tuba Road we used to be."
"The only thing you need to worry about is infantry artillery and mortars, but if you want to exert its power in Wangcun, it also needs to be affected by the terrain. I don't know what you are worried about."
Hearing what the chief of staff said, the two nodded in agreement. The reason why the chief of staff is so confident is because Cheng Xiazi's concept of street fighting was taught to him step by step.
As half of the other party's teacher, he has great confidence in his apprentice.
After studying the situation around Wangcun, the political commissar put down the map in his hand. In order to ease the atmosphere in the command post, he smiled and said:
"Just take the weapons of the 772nd Regiment, change them into military uniforms and throw them to Europe. I think even the San De Gaulle will think that De Gaulle is counterattacking the Gallic Chicken from Africa."
"The three of us can just wait and see. There's no point in thinking about it. We have to have confidence in our subordinates."
Ding ding ding
Just then, the phone on the table rang. The political commissar who was still chatting immediately picked up the microphone. He simply adjusted his state and said:
"Hey, this is the headquarters of the 386th Brigade."
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Xiazi's somewhat honest-sounding voice came to the political commissar's ears.
Because the two of them had the same nickname, their relationship was inherently close. After hearing who answered the phone, Cheng Xiazi said happily:
"Commissar! We are rich again!"
"again?"
Hearing these words, the three people present knew that this operation must be stable. Not only did the 772nd Regiment win, but their gains must have been considerable.
The political commissar smiled and glanced at the brigade commander and chief of staff beside him, and waved to them. The two of them approached the political commissar and put their ears to the phone with a smile. They were also curious about what benefits Cheng Cheng had gained this time.
"You guys need to take a break. Li Yunlong sent back two companies of cavalry, and Kong Jie was able to bring back two cannons from the bandits. Don't pull your hips when you are here. There is a lot of noise in the battle. If there are too few things Don't speak."
Although he knew that the other party was making fun of him, Cheng Xiazi still showed Wang Yousheng's military parade expression, like a peacock with its tail spread.
For the first time, this honest man had a bit of arrogance in his tone, as if he wanted to leave all the key members behind.
"As you said, our 772nd Regiment is the main force! Of course we cannot be inferior to them in fighting and capturing."
"The harvest this time is indeed not much. In fact, it is only two Type 92 infantry cannons, one heavy machine gun, eight light machine guns, and one hundred and thirty 38-type guns."
"Although there are a few artillery shells and bullets, there are still grenades and mortars, and we have brought back fifteen catapults and three trucks intact."
The three chief officers immediately took a breath after hearing these reports, and even the brigade commander, who had made two fortunes in a row recently, was shocked.
Not to mention how much convenience the vehicles will provide for the transportation of the brigade headquarters, the two Type 92 infantry guns alone are a gain that cannot be underestimated.
The brigade headquarters now only has four barrel guns in total, and at this stage, an artillery battery in each country only has four guns. This means that Cheng Xiazi got back half an artillery battery in one operation.
And this time it's different from the bad cannon that Kong Jie brought back. These are good things that the Japanese have carefully maintained.
The three of them were veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. They knew that if they could capture something like this, they must have completely surrounded the enemy's warehouse, and the number of shells would naturally be large.
The brigade commander couldn't bear it anymore. His curiosity was completely aroused, so he grabbed the microphone and asked:
"What do you want to learn from Li Yunlong? Stop pretending and tell me the specific situation. Don't be too pretentious. Let's talk about the casualties in your regiment first."
Although his tone was still as stern as before, Zangdu couldn't hide the look of satisfaction on his face, which made the political commissar and chief of staff laugh very happily while suppressing their voices.
Upon hearing the superior's inquiry, Cheng Xiazi immediately reported the entire battle process, including Team Leader Li's sacrifice and contribution to this operation.
"We had no serious casualties in this operation, but two comrades died. The 27 lightly wounded soldiers had no serious problems after the initial examination by the medical staff, and they will be able to resume combat effectiveness next month."
"The second battalion commander and the political commissar are writing a detailed battle report. I will come to the brigade headquarters with the captured materials and report to you in person soon!"
After hanging up the phone, the three officers looked at each other and smiled.
Now that the days in the entire base area are getting better and better, those of them who are in charge of the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people are gradually becoming more relaxed. Before the big battle, it is something that makes everyone happy that the strength of the army can steadily increase.
"Cripple, you have to think carefully about how to distribute the seizures after Cheng Shifa arrives. This matter will give you a headache, hahaha."
The brigade commander looked helplessly at his old partner: "Blind man, you talk too much today."
Classic lame, blind, skinny, I don’t mean to disrespect our ancestors, that’s what the three of them called each other.
(End of chapter)
