"What the hell, use one company to defend three points, lose them in half an hour, and then use four or five companies to fight back. This official's brain will be kicked by a donkey!" In the afternoon, Wang The old hat finally couldn't help but cursed loudly.
Amidst Mr. Wang's scolding, everyone showed dissatisfaction.
Yes, although they did not say anything, it did not prevent them from thinking that the head of the second division official was really kicked by a donkey!
Ever since Shang Zhen and the others rushed over after hearing the sound of gunfire, they had been watching from the side.
It was enough for them to watch Yang Chuanxi being suppressed in that depression, but they saw the heavy casualties the Second Division had to pay in order to recapture the three buildings!
According to the estimates of these "bystanders", in just over an hour, the Second Division launched a tidal wave of charges towards the three abandoned buildings.
A company of more than a hundred people rushed up and fed bullets. When they got up again, only twenty or thirty people were left. Then the Japanese gunshots rang out again, and those twenty or thirty people also died!
Then, the second company rushed forward again, but the ending was the same as the first company!
But this was not over yet. In just over an hour, the Second Division launched four offensives.
According to conservative estimates, the number of casualties has exceeded 500!
Five hundred people sounds like a cold number. Ordinary people cannot imagine what it would be like for five hundred people to die together.
But you can imagine that pig killing farm, even if five hundred white-striped pigs were slaughtered, what kind of tragedy would it be like!
However, none of this should have happened!
Although Shang Zhen and the others were not the battle commanders, nor were they the directors of the script, the original script was not written like this.
Those who were originally guarding the top were supposed to be Chinese soldiers, yes, they were Chinese soldiers, and those who fell in large numbers should be the attacking Japanese soldiers!
But how could this be twisted around?
Those who should have been killed were killed, and those who should have been killed became butchers!
"It's nothing special. I think we should go back to the New 7th Brigade. If we continue to watch, my eyes will bleed!" Mr. Wang yelled again.
At this time, his face was swollen red, and even the veins on his neck were showing. He was so angry that everyone looked at him but could do nothing.
At first, when the second division launched an attack on the three buildings at the end, Mr. Wang really didn't look at it.
He is a veteran, and he is very aware of the brutality of the charge. He does not want to see a Chinese soldier like himself being beaten to death by the Japanese army in vain, so he selectively refuses to watch.
However, if one company was defeated by the Japanese army, he would not look at it. If two companies were defeated by the Japanese army, he would not look at it. But what about the third and fourth companies?
Could he bear not to look?
After all, he, Wang Lao Mao, still has a bloody soldier, not the Zhaigong Zhaipo in the Buddhist hall with rosary beads and chanting the Buddha's name!
"Uncle Wang, don't be angry! Then we will kill more Japanese and avenge the Chinese." In the end, the little dustpan gently pulled him aside to prevent him from hiding behind the stone. Too many bodies.
Mr. Wang sat down angrily and leaned his body against the stone.
In anger, he leaned a little too hard this time, so much so that the back of his head hit the stone and made a "ding" sound.
Everyone became even more silent, but Mr. Wang endured the pain but refused to rub it.
After a while, someone spoke, and it was Chu Tian.
"I think back then, when the Eight-Power Allied Forces attacked Beijing, our Qing army also charged at the foreigners on horseback or with long guns.
The foreigners used foreign guns to fight like that. Once we killed one group, we killed another group.
How many years have passed, why do we Chinese still play like this? "Chu Tian was very sad.
Chu Tian is now the one with the most ink in Shang Zhen's group, but he really shouldn't say such words at this time. His words are like the crushed salt face, but they are directly in front of everyone. Another handful was sprinkled on the wound that just appeared!
"Shut your mouth, damn you! We are here to fight. I didn't ask you to come here as a spectator. If you don't want to stay with us, get out of here!" Mr. Wang was angry again.
What will this man, especially the vast majority of men, do if they can’t find a solution to the problem after being aggrieved? Will be angry!
Yes, venting your anger will transfer your anger to other people who have nothing to do with the thing that makes you angry.
What Chu Tian said was a bit inappropriate, and Wang Laomao's anger finally found a way to vent his anger.
At the scolding voice of Mr. Wang, Chu Tian's face turned red as he originally wanted to say something else.
It is true that Chu Tian is a scholar, but after all, he is not Chen Hanwen, a scholar. He secretly feels that he has the character of a scholar.
Looking at Mr. Wang's cock-fighting look, he gave up and replied with great dissatisfaction: "Why am I just a spectator? If you were not a spectator, how could you now-"
"Chu Tian, shut up! What nonsense are you talking about!"
But before Chu Tian could finish his sentence, Shang Zhen shouted loudly.
As soon as Shang Zhen spoke, Chu Tian's face turned even redder. He looked at Shang Zhen and finally lowered his head without saying a word.
At this time, Shang Zhen said to Mr. Wang again: "Platoon commander, don't be angry. The key is how to get Captain Yang and the others out."
When Shang Zhen said this, Wang Laomao, who was angered again, did not speak, but his chest was still heaving.
It can be seen that although Mr. Wang is angry, he must give Shang Zhen's "face".
"We have nothing to do with the Central Army's affairs, but we always have to find ways to save Captain Yang and the others." Shang Zhen said again.
Shang Zhen couldn't control Mr. Wang when he got angry, but he knew that he could divert Mr. Wang's attention by telling him what to do next.
Sure enough, after he finished saying this, he glanced at Mr. Wang's hat. Mr. Wang, who had already straightened his body, finally leaned back on the stone.
"How are you going to save me?" Li Le spoke at this time.
To say who among them can be considered a "spectator" now, Li Le is the closest to a "spectator".
After arriving, he watched Yang Chuanxi's cavalry company abandon their horses and charge, and then were suppressed in the depression by Japanese firepower.
Next, he saw the second division launching round after round of similar or actual suicide attacks on the positions taken by the Japanese.
And just now he saw such a small "internal strife" among Shang Zhen and his group.
He was now curious about what method Shang Zhen would use to save Yang Chuanxi's company.
Since the Second Division launched the charge against the Japanese army, Yang Chuanxi Company has been hiding behind the ridge in the depression.
Wouldn't it be better to say that they also charged against the Japanese army?
If Li Le were asked to answer, his choice would be the same as Yang Chuanxi's, not good!
Not to mention the Japanese heavy machine guns on the first building, there are two light machine guns. By the time Yang Chuanxi reaches the foot of the mountain, there probably won't be much left!
Otherwise, sometimes in life, choices are very important. Choosing right can save a lot of effort. If you choose wrong, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to break out of the original "framework".
After all, those three buildings were lost too easily!
"I haven't thought about it yet, but it's not okay to put it off like this." Shang Zhen was also very distressed.
"Then if it can be delayed until dark, they will definitely be able to withdraw without us taking cover." At this time, Ma Erhuzi said.
"Can it really be delayed until dark? Can you guarantee that the Japs will not increase their troops?" Shang Zhen was already deeply worried.
