At the col where Liu Yu parked his car, Lieutenant Colonel Kazuo Sato, captain of the Jingxing Garrison Brigade (the fifth brigade of the Fourth Independent Mixed Brigade), also came here with his men.
Looking at the imperial warriors lying sprawled around the two trucks, as well as the wounded soldiers who kept wailing, Sato felt that he was filled with anger and didn't know where to vent it.
Liu Yu's booby traps were still unreliable, and they didn't explode in two places. But even so, ten Japanese were killed and the rest were injured.
"Medical soldiers, treat the wounded quickly!" Sato suppressed his anger and ordered, "Sasaki, arrange for engineers to check the surroundings and clear mines!"
A lieutenant from behind took a step forward: "Ha Yi!"
Sasaki took the order and left, and immediately three engineers with metal detectors carefully searched the surrounding area.
It's not easy to clear mines right now, because the ground is covered with shrapnel from previous grenade explosions, so their metal detectors keep beeping, making everyone nervous.
After a while, they completed the search and found the two unexploded grenades.
Seeing the grenades bundled together, Sato also understood that the imperial army was not ambushed, but fell into the Eighth Route Army's trap. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared again.
There was no way. Although he was transferred from the frontline field force to the garrison brigade, the people under him did not have that much practical experience, and most of them had just entered the customs.
Not to mention them, even the entire independent fourth mixed brigade has only been established for more than half a year. In terms of combat effectiveness, it can only bully China's motley army.
The soldiers of those permanent divisions would never have fallen into the trap so easily.
"Sir, do you want to assemble troops and conduct a sweep of the surrounding mountainous areas?" Lieutenant Sasaki said.
Sato shook his head: "No, the brigade headquarters has previously issued an order to conduct a purge operation along the Shotai Line. It is not appropriate for us to alert the enemy at this time. If the Eighth Route Army is alerted because of us, it will affect the brigade headquarters' next operations. Plan, you and I are both going to the reserve force!"
"Hai! Sir, you are wise!" Sasaki flattered him calmly.
Sato sighed and said with a somewhat depressed expression: "Drive the car back, and then draft a report in my name to report the battle damage."
"So who will be the enemy this time?" Sasaki asked.
Sato thought for a moment, and then said: "Didn't a group of Tubal escape from us during the last purge campaign? Let's write about them!"
As he waved his hand, two Japanese soldiers who knew how to drive ran to the truck and opened the door.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Contributed two more points to Liu Yu.
. . . . . .
But it’s Xizi’s side.
After spending a day on the road, he found a cave to rest for the night. The next morning, he and another soldier finally arrived at the headquarters of the 771st Regiment. Each man carried a grenade and walked in with great swagger. The courtyard where the headquarters is located.
Because they were carrying things, and another person ate a can of meat on the way, the two of them felt refreshed and glowing at the moment.
After asking the guard at the door to report, the leader of the 771st Regiment also let Xizi and the others into the headquarters.
At this time, Comrade Han Dongshan, the former deputy commander of the 771st Regiment and now the deputy brigade commander of the 386th Brigade, was also at the headquarters of the 771st Regiment. He was discussing something with the current commander Wu and Political Commissar Wang of the 771st Regiment.
When Xizi walked in, she saw Deputy Brigadier Han. He respected the old leader very much, so he immediately put down the grenade, stood at attention, and saluted him with a military salute.
"Captain!"
The soldier next to him also imitated Xizi's behavior and gave a crooked salute. He had just joined the army and had not been systematically trained in this.
Deputy Brigadier Han and the other two leaders raised their heads and smiled when they saw Xizi: "Zhang Erxi?"
Xizi was very happy: "Captain, do you remember me?"
Captain Han walked up to him and said with a smile, "I remember every one of you!"
He glanced at the grenade launchers on the ground and said, "Not bad. I've only been out for a few days and I've brought back two grenade launchers. It's worthy of praise!"
"Hehehe." Xizi smiled naively, "We had a fight with the Japanese a few days ago and captured everything. Our captain said that everything captured should be returned to the public, so he asked me to bring it over."
"How can that kid Liu Yu have such an awareness? Is it what your instructor meant?" Captain Wu teased from the side.
When mentioning the instructor, Xizi's face immediately fell: "The instructor died. In order to cover the relocation of the villagers, we faced a class of Japs. There were more than fifty people, and only number 15 was left. Even the instructor... ..”
Deputy Brigadier Han's expression froze, and he immediately asked with concern: "What about Liu Yu, how is he?"
"Our captain was also injured, but he's almost recovered now." Xizi lied, "He asked me to come this time just to ask the captain if he could assign some veterans to us. The Japs fight with bayonets, and those new recruits are no match for the Japs!"
Hearing this, Deputy Brigadier Han breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Yu was still alive, so the county brigade had not collapsed and could be rebuilt sooner or later.
After coming back to his senses, he rolled his eyes at Xizi angrily: "How dare you wait for me here? I don't have anyone I need. I don't have anyone extra here!"
"There are still two grenade launchers. Isn't it too much to trade ten veterans for you?" Xizi said with innocence on his face.
Before Deputy Brigadier Han spoke, Captain Wu was almost angry to death. He pointed at Xizi and cursed: "Did that bastard Liu Yu teach you this? You want to exchange two broken grenades for ten of my veterans." , what are you dreaming about?"
Political Commissar Wang in the back was watching a joke, but suddenly thought of something, and stepped forward to pull Commander Wu and Deputy Brigadier Han aside.
When he reached the edge, Political Commissar Wang whispered: "Old Wu, after the last battle, our regiment lost many seriously injured people. They are all recuperating in Yangcun right now, and there are only two health workers taking care of them. I am like this I'm thinking, why don't we move here? Liu Yu's headquarters is not far from Yangcun. Why don't we let them go to Yangcun to garrison and help take care of the seriously injured people? If any of them can recover, just let them all. Join Liu Yu’s county brigade.”
The Eighth Route Army was short of supplies, everything, especially medicine, and many of the seriously wounded would not survive.
Now that the troops were about to leave, there was no manpower to take care of the seriously injured. Political Commissar Wang felt sorry for them, so he thought of this method.
After listening to this, Captain Wu nodded: "That's a way."
He said and looked at Deputy Brigadier Han.
Deputy Brigadier Han was stunned for a moment, then pouted at his two old subordinates and said, "It's not like you're going to switch with me. It's up to you to decide what I do!"
. . . . . .
Xizi was very unhappy about taking care of the wounded. He was a soldier to fight, not to take care of people. He thought taking care of people was a job for old women.
After Liu Yu received the transfer order signed by the regiment headquarters from Xizi, he was so happy that he almost jumped up.
No nonsense, he once again mobilized the people that day and moved all the belongings of the county brigade to Yangcun.
As soon as he arrived in Yangcun, Liu Yu took the order and asked one of the health workers to take him to the place where the wounded soldiers rested.
As soon as I entered the house, well, I saw a few familiar faces.
"Hey, isn't this Platoon Commander Li? What, you failed?"
Li Desheng, who was lying down, raised his head slightly when he heard the voice. When he saw Liu Yu's face, he curled his lips angrily.
"I said my eyelids are twitching today, seeing something like you pop up."
Other people who were resting were also woken up by Liu Yu, and several people he knew also cursed out.
"You turtle are here to make a fool of yourself?"
"Why are you so happy to see us old brothers injured? Look at you, you look like a waiter in a shop!"
Liu Yu smiled. Similar words have become daily conversations among this group of people. They are all in the same group and have basically been comrades for more than two years. Many of them have saved each other's lives. .
I walked to the front of Datong Shop and sat down. Next to me happened to be the fellow with a Sichuan accent.
The wounded soldier was not happy at that time: "Get away, don't touch me!"
Liu Yu rolled his eyes at him: "Xu Laoer, after all, you grew up playing in the same village. Do you want to criticize me like this?"
Xu Laoer's original name is Xu Daqiang, and he is also Liu Yu's fellow villager. He is five years older than Liu Yu. He used to be the head boy who led Liu Yu and others crazy in the village. He also has a sister above him, so he is reduced to the middle child.
I heard him make a sound, and then asked: "Do you have any cigarettes?"
"Yes." Liu Yu responded.
However, just as he was about to take out a cigarette, he was stopped by the health worker behind him: "They can't smoke now!"
Liu Yu glanced at the hygienist, then turned back and shrugged at Xu Laoer, expressing his helplessness.
Xu Laoer smacked his lips and could only give up.
Liu Yu smiled: "Take good care of your injuries. When you recover, you will have enough pipes!"
"Got it!"
Liu Yu looked at the health worker again and asked, "How are their injuries?"
"Not optimistic." The hygienist shook his head. "Most of the injured's wounds are somewhat inflamed. Their injured limbs are fine. At worst, amputation can save their lives. Those with chest and abdominal injuries..."
Liu Yu nodded: "I brought a box of sulfa..."
Before he finished speaking, the hygienist's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Really?"
"Listen to me. I've given you the medicine. Don't skimp on it. Use it when you need it. But you must make sure that all these brothers have their tails intact! One arm is missing. I'll cut off yours and reattach it. Got it? ?"
The hygienist was nonchalant and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Captain Liu. It was myrrh before, which caused some of their injuries to worsen. Fortunately, the inflammation has just begun. If you really have sulfa, if you can't cure them, let alone the arm, You can chop off my head!"
Liu Yu also smiled: "Okay, you go find Jiang Fengchun, he keeps the medicine. Oh, Jiang Fengchun is the old Uncle Jiang in our company. You can find it by just asking around."
The hygienist responded and ran out happily.
Li Desheng looked at Liu Yu with an exaggerated expression: "You can do it, have you taken care of all the medicines?"
"That's right." Liu Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, "From now on, we'll just have to make ends meet. If my younger brother is not talented, if I become the captain, I'll have to rely on my brothers for help from now on?"
"What do you mean?" When Xu Laoer heard this, he immediately reacted and asked suspiciously.
Liu Yu took out the order and read to them: "Due to combat needs, comrades such as Xu Daqiang, Li Desheng, and Wu Hongbo from Yangcun are now transferred to the Jingxing County Brigade. Once the personnel are appointed, the captain Liu Yu will sort out and report them. Political Department of the 771st Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army."
"Let me take a look?" Li Desheng was close and snatched the order. When he took a look, he realized that it was really an order from the regiment headquarters.
Liu Yu was not annoyed. He stood up and said to the wounded soldiers: "Everyone, we are all brothers from the same regiment. I won't be pretentious with you. Take good care of your injuries. From now on, we will continue to fight the Japanese together!"
"Yes, I was your platoon leader before, but this time I am your subordinate!" Li Desheng curled his lips and passed the order to the other wounded soldiers around him.
Li Desheng was at the same level as Liu Yu at first, and both were company commanders of the Red Army. However, after the reorganization of the Eighth Route Army, Liu Yu was demoted to a lower level than Li Desheng because of his relatively young age, and became a squad leader under him, platoon leader Li.
Therefore, the two of them have never been very harmonious, and they are always at each other's throats.
Liu Yu rolled his eyes at him: "You are not happy anymore. We were on the same level before. It was only after the reorganization that I fell below you. Why are you unhappy?"
