"Condolences!" Murakami Hiro asked doubtfully.
Xu San touched his pocket and took out a pile of military tickets, about two hundred yuan.
The purchasing power of two hundred military coupons in enemy-controlled areas is still quite large. The Japanese usually don't just grab things when they see them, but sometimes they will buy them with money.
Looking at the military tickets, Murakami Hiro couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He has the rank of second lieutenant, and his military salary is only a dozen yuan a month. He has at least two hundred yuan in front of him. This is his military salary for a year.
After seeing such a large sum of money, Murakami Hiro's face finally improved, "His Excellency Xu San is so generous!"
Saying that, Murakami wanted to take the money.
Xu Sanyi pulled out his hand and said, "Mr. Murakami, this money belongs to me, and it is used to reward meritorious soldiers."
"Are rewards based on merit? That should be the case!" Murakami said a scripture, but in his heart he was thinking about how to use the convenience of his position to get as much money as possible.
"Yes! Those with big merits will get more, those with little merits will get less, and those with no merits will not get anything. If you cheat and cheat, then of course you will be punished by military law!" Xu San's original smiling expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold murderous intent.
Murakami Hiro shuddered at the murderous intent, and then he remembered that Xu San represented Yamamoto, the real commander of this defensive battle, and he had not issued formal orders to his team. That was because he had not yet issued any formal orders. No mistakes were made in the conductor.
After understanding the truth, Murakami Hiro immediately stood at attention and said, "Hi!"
The money was handed into his hands. In addition to the money, there was also a small box of first aid medicines.
Xu San once again changed to the smiling face before, "In the evening, I saw the fortifications built by Murakami-kun and I realized that Murakami-kun is not the kind of person who cheats and cheats."
"Hey, I don't dare to neglect my loyalty to the Locust!" Murakami stood at attention and replied.
"Hey~" Xu San sighed, took the wine bottle from his waist, picked up a teapot from the side, poured some wine and handed it to Murakami, "I told you, don't keep a straight face, it's scary. Come on. , you also took the money. After the battle, I don’t care how you divide it. Just give me a report then. Drink this wine now, and I wish you a successful victory in advance. "
"Hi!" Murakami took the glass, hesitated, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xu San, for your trust!"
"And you!" Xu San poured some more wine to Murakami's attendant, then clinked his own wine bottle with their wine glasses.
After drinking, Xu San said, "I'll go check out other positions."
Murakami Hiroshi glanced at the follower and motioned for him to follow, but Xu San waved his hand, "No, I have been here during the day and know the way. The Eighth Route Army's attack may start at any time. Murakami-kun still doesn't want to leave you." Great location.”
Murakami didn't argue because what Xu San said was right.
Xu San and Kurosaki both have good eyesight. Even without auxiliary lighting, they can roughly see the road clearly. Even if they can't see clearly, walking along the traffic ditch is not much different.
The traffic trenches were much larger than in the evening, and the repairs were rough, but it was still no problem for one person to pass through.
The Japanese position was not big, and it took Xu San a long time to complete the entire position. He also said encouraging words to each of the Japanese soldiers and drank with them.
During this period, the 1st Battalion launched another charge and also used mortars, but still failed to attack.
Looking at the battalion retreating again from a distance, Xu San felt very uncomfortable.
The equipment of the Eighth Route Army was so poor that ten Japanese soldiers, two machine guns and solid fortifications could block a battalion. This was something Xu San did not expect! If he hadn't actually seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
When inspecting the position, Kurosaki seemed to want to participate in the battle, but Xu San kept pretending not to notice.
After inspecting the position, Xu San covered his stomach and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "This belly"
Kurosaki saw something was wrong with Xu San's condition and quickly asked, "Is your stomach still feeling well? Have you taken the medicine on time?"
"It was fine at noon and I stopped taking the medicine. I didn't expect that the strength would come back again." Xu San said and ran towards the depths of the darkness. "Wait for me for a while. It should be over soon." "
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On the other side, the battalion commander Zhao Mingyuan was staring at the high ground with a dismayed face.
The third attack failed again, and more soldiers died and some were seriously injured.
Not counting minor injuries, the number of seriously injured and dead soldiers has now reached twelve. This record makes Zhao Mingyuan unable to hold his head up, and it also makes several company and platoon commanders unable to hold up their heads.
"If I hadn't led the entire company to charge forward, there was no way I could have succeeded with more than a hundred people fighting for a dozen or so!" Fang Yunshan, the commander of the second company, asked tentatively.
"One company is enough!" Zhao Mingyuan said through gritted teeth.
"Then add another company! Battalion Commander, the battle today is not like your style." The first company commander raised his own question.
"The regiment leader has an order to conserve our strength! The casualties cannot exceed twenty! Because there will be a more important battle tomorrow."
"What is the more important battle? Do we really want to fight Chu Liang?" the first company commander continued to ask.
"It's related to Chu Liang, but it's not about fighting Chu Liang!" Zhao Mingyuan knew the specific mission, but because of disciplinary issues, he didn't say much to his subordinates.
"The casualties cannot exceed 20. This is too difficult for a strong man. Battalion Commander, you have also seen that the bunker that cannot be blown up by mortars wants to be taken down with these casualties." The second company commander said the difficulty.
"It's not that it can't be blown up. A few more volleys of artillery shells can blow it up, but..." someone made a suggestion.
"Do we have any artillery shells? The regiment leader gave us a quota of eight rounds. We have almost used them up and haven't exploded this turtle shell yet." Zhao Mingyuan shouted angrily, and then his fist fell on the table unwillingly.
Following Zhao Mingyuan's roar, the temporary command headquarters suddenly fell into calm.
Everyone is lowering their heads and thinking about tactics, hoping to quickly capture the high ground in front of them.
There was no fighting for half a year, but as soon as they were released, a turtle shell was knocked over. Not only was it a turtle shell, but the regiment leader also gave an order not to cause serious casualties.
Frustrated!
So damn frustrating!
Zhao Mingyuan, who had not come up with specific tactics in a short period of time, waved his hand and asked these company and platoon-level cadres to temporarily go down to arrange the troops. He would be quiet for a while and re-designate the following tactics.
The First Battalion was temporarily quiet.
On the other side, the battle of the second battalion also started. The crackling fight seemed to be quite fierce. From the beginning, the two companies charged together, but they were quickly suppressed.
After returning to his own position, Shi Zhijian immediately asked about the casualties.
After listening to the report and confirming that no soldiers had died, he was relieved.
"Battal Commander, where are we acting? Why did we retreat in the middle of the charge?" A company commander raised his doubts.
"The specific tactics for attacking the cement plant this time were designated by our superiors! We just need to implement them! Asking too much is a violation of discipline! As for the consumption of ammunition, someone will make up for it soon."
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(End of chapter)
