As more Northern Marines arrived to join the battle, the situation of hand-to-hand confrontation between the two sides became more and less; from one-on-one at the beginning to two-on-one and three-on-one later.
The Northern Navy has many people, armed with sharp weapons, high pensions, and is becoming more and more courageous. On the contrary, the Qing army lost more and more people, their momentum dropped, and they could no longer resist.
Some leaders and co-leaders refused to surrender until they died in the battle. In the end, they simply wiped their necks with a knife, or rushed at the guns of the North Navy; some people knelt on the ground dejectedly, and threw their weapons aside, never to be seen again. The courage to continue fighting; but more were killed by angry soldiers with bullets and stabbed to the ground with bayonets.
Some Qing troops also tried to escape into the forest, but under the pursuit of several bright flashlights, the dense rain of bullets beat them like a hornet's nest.
Hu Ji, who was blocked by his men from passing by, was pacing back and forth in the distance, holding the "handicraft" that Zhao Xin gave him back then in his hand, taking it out and putting it back.
The bright flashlight light and shadow swayed from time to time in the dense forest. As people ran, they encountered the swishing sounds of shrub branches and leaves. The sound of gunshots one after another and the hoarse screams of the injured filled this mountain clearing.
Several disheveled female doctors and nurses, completely ignoring their own safety, ran to the still smoking ruins of the field hospital. After rummaging for usable medicines and bandages, they immediately ran to the injured Bei Haijun to provide first aid.
The disgraced Zhu Dagui and his wife hid in a tree pit under the slope to the north of the camp. The couple looked at the fighting scene in front of them with fear, and they were almost scared out of their wits. Fortunately, they were running fast just now. If they were any later, they would have been caught up by those armored soldiers.
Zhu Dagui and his wife said in a trembling voice: "His father, what are we doing? Otherwise, why don't we just resign the village chief, and let's take Xiao Shun back to our hometown?"
"Bah! You really have long hair and short knowledge. Can you afford 50% of the rent when you go back? Besides, now that the pigtails are gone, your head will be lost if caught by the government!" Zhu Dagui glared fiercely and told the woman to be humble. head. He turned to look at the Qing troops who were fighting with the Beihai Navy, and cursed: "The stupid officers and soldiers almost caused me to meet the King of Hell."
While the couple was muttering, they heard the sound of branches and leaves being broken from behind, which made Zhu Dagui and his wife tremble all over. When he looked through the bright light, he saw a gray-white head emerging from behind the tree. Zhu Dagui was even more frightened now.
"village head?"
Hearing that the voice sounded familiar, Zhu Dagui waited for a while before trembling: "Who? Who is there?"
"Village chief, it's me, it's me."
Zhu Dagui squinted and saw a man slowly walking out from behind the tree, still limping, with bandages on his arms, injuries, head and legs.
"Zhu Ni Se?"
"Why."
Zhu Dagui confirmed the identity of the other party, then carefully leaned over and helped Zhu Nise over. Asked: "Why are you the only one? Where are the others?"
Zhunise sighed and said: "I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I got up to urinate, and unexpectedly I heard some noise... Alas!"
In fact, the earliest fire was set by Zhuni Se. This guy first knocked out the doctor and nurse who was doing rounds with a low stool, and then set fire to the tent with half a bottle of alcohol that he had stolen while disinfecting his wounds in the afternoon. Because he had difficulty moving and was afraid of being accidentally injured by his own people, Zhunise found a place to hide.
He consciously acted in a concealed manner, thinking that even if the Qing army succeeded in a sneak attack, he would have to go in and out quickly. He couldn't run fast like this. Instead of doing this, it would be better to lurk down first, recover from the injury, and then find an opportunity to slip away.
The three of them were talking in a low voice when suddenly a sharp shout came from not far above their heads: "Who is there! Come out! If you don't come out again, shoot!"
Zhu Dagui shivered in fright, and shouted loudly: "No! It's me, Zhu Dagui! The village chief of Xingkai Lake No. 2 Village!"
When the three of them helped each other climb up from the slope, they were completely blinded by the flashlight. A soldier from the Northern Navy lowered the brightness of his flashlight, walked forward and looked at it for a while, and then he recognized Zhu Dagui, and then motioned for the others to put down their guns.
"Oh, it's Village Chief Zhu. Why are you hiding here? Why is there a wounded person?"
Zhu Dagui said hurriedly: "This is also from our village. Hezhe. His name is Zhunise."
The soldier nodded, illuminated the bandage on Zhu Nise's body with a flashlight, and then said: "The migrant workers are at the edge of the mountain in front now. You go and have a rest first. Someone will bring you water and clothes later."
Zhu Dagui quickly clasped his fists and thanked her, then supported Zhu Nise and walked slowly away.
The battlefield on the south side of the Western Front Headquarters was now as bright as day, and a company of Northern Navy soldiers was cleaning the battlefield with bayonets in hand. Those who died had to be stabbed, but those injured Qing soldiers would not be shot as long as they did not run away or resist, and were tied up with ropes and taken back.
The first-class guard Bobin was also tied up now, but because he suffered gunshot wounds in his legs and shoulders, he was carried on a stretcher by two Qing troops and escorted by several Northern Navy soldiers to a temporary first aid point.
The field hospital in the logistics camp had been reduced to rubble. Several migrant workers who came to help clean up found a female body in a tent that collapsed after burning.
Seeing the blackened body, a migrant worker cursed: "These are the damned ones! How can you bear to attack a woman!"
Several people sighed for a while, then found a piece of cloth that was still intact, covered the body, and carried it to the storage point.
Thirty minutes later, Zhao Xin got preliminary casualty and loss statistics. The logistics garrison company of the Beihai Navy suffered heavy losses. The company commander was killed in the battle, and one of the three platoon leaders was killed and two were seriously injured. The entire company suffered more than 70 casualties. Due to the close firefight between the Second Battalion of the Sixth Regiment and the Qing army, in order to avoid accidental damage, more than 30 people were seriously injured and five were killed. After a hand-to-hand battle, more than a dozen more were killed, and almost everyone was injured; Except for the loss of two sentries at the headquarters, everyone else was safe and sound.
As for the migrant workers, there were many casualties. Many were burned to death directly in their tents; others were shot and hacked to death indiscriminately by the Qing army because they ran around.
After listening to the report, Zhao Xin's face turned livid with anger. He said to himself that after such a bad night, I had never suffered such a big loss! Fortunately, I equipped the dark whistle with a thermal imaging night vision device.
Hey ~ wait! Zhao Xin figured something was wrong. He suddenly remembered that the logistics camp had also issued a set of night vision goggles. What did the hidden sentry do?
Thinking of this, Zhao Xin said to his subordinates: "Find the secret sentry immediately. If you want to live, you will see the person, if you die, you will see the body!"
More than twenty minutes later, news came over the walkie-talkie that the body of the secret sentry was found. He had been stabbed in the chest and neck. The night vision goggles and rifle he was issued were gone.
"Pay attention to checking every corpse of the Qing army!"
On the other side, Zhu Dagui and the other three arrived at the col where the headquarters was located and found a place to sit down. When they saw someone carrying a pot and pouring water, he got up and went over. He himself was very thirsty, so he drank two glasses first, then filled a glass of water and walked back, when he accidentally saw another Hezhe man from the village, Qibukadai, squatting in the crowd and looking around. Zhu Dagui walked over and kicked the opponent lightly with his foot, and sighed: "You kid actually survived!"
At the same time, in the Whale Town resettlement site thousands of miles away, the wooden house with a Datong bunk structure was filled with snoring, but the old boxer Wu Zhong, who was lying on the bunk, was not asleep at all.
From getting off the ship yesterday morning to arranging a place to rest in the evening, Wu Zhong was dazzled by the day. He had lived for more than fifty years and had traveled extensively, but he had never seen a government that would bathe the refugees, issue them new clothes, or even let doctors check their bodies.
The meal we had was not ordinary either. At noon we had a large bowl of stewed radish in pork bone soup and white-flour steamed buns with bran. The young man Li Han also said that the reason why everyone is not allowed to eat meat is because many people are weak and cannot eat a few mouthfuls of oil throughout the year, otherwise their intestines will not hold up after eating and they will definitely have stomach problems.
After dinner, Wu Zhong asked Li Han specifically to find out what the people of Whale Town ate twice a day. Li Han smiled and told him that the staple food was the same, which was white flour steamed buns with bran. This is specifically prescribed by doctors, who say that not eating bran is easy to get sick.
However, what Li Han said next shocked Wu Zhong. Li Han said that we in Beihai Town do not have two meals a day, but three meals a day. Sure enough, when it opened in the evening, everyone was served hot noodle soup, stewed in a pot with leftover bones and cabbage and radish from lunch, and the noodles were still white!
This time all the new immigrants were suppressed. It's natural to have a good meal when you first get off the ship. The landlord's family treated the foreman to a meal and provided him with sorghum rice.
Good guy, what else can I do if I’ve already given you white-flour steamed buns? Although Wu Zhong's own family was well off, he could not eat white flour and meat every day. Sorghum was the staple food for two meals a day. Even in the prosperous Jiangnan, those long-term coolies only had two meals of brown rice a day, which already made many people feel like they were in paradise.
Wu Zhong stared at the dark roof, thinking about it and couldn't figure out why Beihai Town is so rich? How can it be? !
Thinking of the scene at the port after disembarking yesterday morning that dazzled him, Wu Zhong felt as if he was in a dream. If it is true, as Li Han said, that the rebel leaders in Beihai Town want the common people in the world to live such a life, then how can they be considered rebels?
No! Wu Zhong shook his head slightly. Fake, these rebel thieves are just inviting people to buy their hearts and deceive people into joining their gang. Once these people are assigned to work on the land for the rebels, they don't know what kind of exploitation they will endure and what a miserable life they will live. Wu Zhong has seen too many such things.
Not to mention Emperor Qianlong, the capable ministers and officials in the court are all well-read poetry and literary stars. How can they deceive us? The common people can eat sorghum every day, have some surplus grain at home, and will not sell their sons and daughters in times of famine. Can this not be considered a prosperous age?
But Wu Zhong immediately thought of Li Han again. When eating dinner, Li Han squatted on the ground holding a bowl like everyone else. He said that his family was hit by a disaster three years ago and he almost started cannibalism. If the gentlemen of Beihai Town hadn't bought him, his mother, and his younger brother at the Luoyang Market, he would have been snatched away by wild dogs long ago.
yes! The great disaster in the fifty-first year of Qianlong also affected Wu Zhong's hometown Qingyun. The Wu family also donated porridge and money outside Zhuangzi at that time. Recalling the scene at that time, with rags, orphans, old and weak, hanging on for a bowl of porridge every day, even a hard-hearted person would shed tears.
But as the subordinate sent by Mr. Liu Chongru said to himself, the world is so big that there will inevitably be disasters, either here or there. Besides, Emperor Qianlong is in charge of hundreds of millions of people in the world, and it is impossible for him to take care of everything. Didn't the imperial court also allocate millions of taels of money for disaster relief and transfer the grain shipped to Beijing?
Wu Zhong tossed and turned all night, and didn't fall asleep until it was dimly lit outside. As a result, when it was time for breakfast, Wu Rong, who came to look for his father, saw his father with two dark circles under his eyes, snoring and drinking porridge...
At six o'clock in the morning, Zhao Xin finally got the final casualty statistics. The men of the Third Battalion of the Sixth Regiment searched for half the night, but still could not find the missing rifle and night vision goggles.
Zhao Xin drank strong tea while listening to the reports from his staff. After he finished listening, Zhao Xin asked Hu Ji: "How is it? You haven't slept all night, can you still continue to fight?"
Toraji immediately stood at attention and said that it was absolutely fine. Zhao Xindao: "Okay. Let the first battalion rest for three hours and knock down the Qing army's fortress before noon."
After hearing this, Huji saluted, then left the tent and went to the First Battalion to make arrangements.
At this time, there were only two staff officers left in the tent. Zhao Xin pinched his swollen eyebrows with his hands and asked one of them: "What was the cause of death of the nurse in the hospital?"
The staff officer was stunned, turned over the book in his hand, and then said: "She was first attacked from behind and injured her head, and then died in the fire. However, judging from the degree of burns on the body, she was probably choked to death by the smoke. of."
"Do you still have the duty records of the field hospital?"
"We didn't find it. It was probably burned."
Zhao Xin looked at the staff officer and said: "I'm giving you a task. Don't make it public and make it known to everyone. Find the nurses and doctors who survived and find out privately which areas and patients the dead person was responsible for at night. Go ahead."
After the man left, Zhao Xin said to another staff officer: "The interrogation of the prisoners must begin immediately. Find out the senior generals among the prisoners. No matter what method you use, you must ask about the story of this attack." "
"Sir, many of the prisoners are injured. If they are severely punished, they may not be able to survive."
Zhao Xin was also a little confused. This staff officer was not from the Beihai Town Public Security Bureau and knew nothing about many interrogation methods. So he beckoned the staff officer to come over and muttered for a while. After hearing this, the staff officer showed a look of realization, thinking that there was such a thing.
At this time, Ouchi guard Bobin, who was shot and injured, had woken up. Because they deeply hated the Qing troops who attacked them, the doctors and nurses responsible for the rescue had no intention of using anesthesia on these people. So when a nurse washed his wound with iodine, Bobin, who was tied to the stretcher, screamed in pain and almost jumped up from the ground.
The two Qing soldiers who were responsible for suppressing Bobin said: "Sir, please be patient, I am treating your injuries."
Bobin looked around and roared: "Let me go! Kill me if you can! I don't want you to be hypocritical!"
"Be honest!" A soldier from the Northern Navy raised the butt of his gun and hit Bobin on the chest, hitting Bobin so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
The soldier continued: "You idiot! If the Lord hadn't spoken, who would have thought he would save you!"
The nurse wearing a mask on the side didn't say anything. She inserted a spreader into the wound on Bobin's calf to spread it, and then picked up the surgical forceps and stretched it in.
"Howl~!!" Bobin screamed, almost fainting from the pain. After a while, Bobin, who was sweating profusely, heard a woman say: "Take it out."
Then, there was a "click" sound, as if something fell into the iron plate.
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