Late at night.

The village was not quiet.

Hu Yi quickly walked into a courtyard with a friendly military doctor. Luo Fugui was at the door but hesitated to speak.

"Don't be stunned, quickly bring the flashlight." Hu Yi whispered as he opened the door curtain.

In the low hut, the oil lamp on the window sill swayed, emitting faint light, and Xiao Hongying was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping crookedly on the bed.

The window was immediately crowded with heads, all of whom had serious expressions, all of whom slowed down their breathing, and none of whom made a sound.

Hu Yi picked up the petite body and gently placed the girl's head beside the bed.

Xiao Hongying didn't wake up from such a big movement of her body. She just moved her little hands lazily a few times, uttered inaudible murmurs, and continued to sleep.

Hu Yi reached out and touched the girl's forehead, which felt a little cold.

Hu Yi began to remove the bandage on the girl's head. The military doctor next to him looked a little speechless. Luo Fugui on the other side of Hu Yi turned on a flashlight.

The military doctor didn't say anything. He took the flashlight from Luo Fugui and looked carefully at the injured and swollen part of the hair on the back of the girl's head: "Hey...it's not like she was shot in the front. How did the ricochet go to the back of her head?"

Luo Fugui saw that Hu Yi had a gloomy face and said nothing, so he quickly replied: "She brought a helmet..."

The military doctor rolled his eyes at Luo Fugui and scolded Huai: "It's true for you, war is the business of our elders. You Eighth Route Army are so capable that you let women...children go to the battlefield..."

Luo Fugui saw Hu Yi's eyes becoming sharp, as if he was about to explode, and immediately answered: "Hey, I told you to stop talking nonsense and quickly see what's going on with her injury!"

The military doctor then turned to the condition of the injury: "It was just scratched by a ricochet, it's not a big deal."

Luo Leigui, whose shadow covered most of the room, hurriedly explained the situation: "She was fine before dark. After dinner, she fainted and vomited again when she woke up. When asked, she only said she had a headache and nothing else.

...You just fell asleep not long ago...you don’t wake up no matter how you wake up?”

The military doctor handed the flashlight to Luo Fugui, and then carefully pressed the injured part of the girl's head with both hands for a while: "It's just a concussion, just rest for a few more days..."

Hu Yi's expression softened a lot. Seeing that the girl still hadn't woken up, his expression became a little worried: "Are you sure?"

The military doctor pulled off his gloves: "Don't tell me you've never seen a brain injury, right? There are no obvious wounds on her skin, and the bones in her head where she was shot are intact. You can trust me, she's really fine!"

"Sorry to trouble you!" Luo Fugui slipped a banknote over.

The young military doctor pushed Luo Fugui's hand away and said with contempt: "Who do you think I am? I admire her for daring to go to the battlefield at such a young age!"

Watching the military doctor walk out of the yard, a large circle of soldiers from the Ninth Battalion gathered outside the window, all with nervous expressions, but no one asked the military doctor.

Luo Fugui, who was sending the military doctor out, was immediately surrounded by a large group of people who were worried about the girl's injury.

Luo Fugui lowered his voice and muttered: "Girl, everything is fine... What did that guy say about brain concussion..."

When Luo Fugui sent the military doctor out of the yard, a soldier asked the squad leader next to him: "What is a brain concussion?"

The squad leader guessed: "Maybe...it should be that the brain was hit by a bullet..."

The soldier didn't believe it: "No way...she was more noisy than anyone else when cleaning the battlefield in the afternoon..."

"You know what the heck, Ricochet has only been through it once, and a sap on the head won't do much."

"When did you ever get a sap?"

"Last night when I was with the Second Company to seize it... However, their squad leader didn't do well either. I kicked him eight hundred miles away..."

"Then why are you okay?"

The squad leader was proud of himself and his voice got louder: "Do you think all my little practice was in vain?"

As soon as the military doctor came out of the courtyard, he was surrounded by soldiers from the Second Battalion who were waiting at the entrance of the hospital.

When I turned around and heard the yelling, I slapped the squad leader on the neck: "Keep your voice down..."

Hu Yi blamed himself very much. He sat on the edge of the bed next to the girl in a daze. He always thought that he could protect the girl, but he didn't expect that the bullets on the battlefield didn't recognize people at all. Fortunately, the bullet hit a little higher, otherwise it would have been

Just thinking about the consequences makes me tremble all over.

Hearing that the girl was injured, Captain Geng, who had arranged for a group of prisoners and wounded, carried a hen directly into the hospital.

Luo Fugui, who had just driven all the soldiers out of the yard, immediately saw the chicken in Captain Geng's hand through the light of the oil lamp in the window, and his eyes lit up: "Where did you get this?"

"Kuai Legs from the Second Company who was scouting with us outside got it back. He asked me to bring it over to the girl..."

When he thought about the girl fainting, how could the people of the Second Battalion be so kind? Luo Fugui was not so interested in chickens for the first time: "Second Company? You mean the correspondent under Gao Yidao?"

"Uh... I forgot they are in the second battalion now... Hey... how is the girl now? I saw she was cleaning the battlefield with you when it got dark, isn't everything fine?"

"I fainted after eating. However, a friendly military doctor came to see me and said it was nothing serious. He would be fine after a few days of rest!"

"Hu Lian... Camp Commander Hu is in the house?"

Luo Fugui took the chicken over, skillfully pulled out the hair on its neck, and prepared to kill the chicken: "Here it is!"

"The battle is over. The next actions have yet to be arranged. I have to ask him to have a meeting..."

Luo Fugui pulled out his bayonet and cut open the chicken's neck. He dropped the bayonet and pressed the chicken's neck into the lunch box to collect the chicken blood: "The girl is injured, and you are having a fucking meeting..."

"The girl is injured and everyone feels uncomfortable. Shouldn't we beat a few more Japanese to vent our anger?"

"What you said... seems to make sense..." Luo Fugui stepped back and kicked the big dog next to him that was squeezing its nose to smell the smell of chicken blood: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and boil water to pluck out the hair.

..”

The big dog was stunned for a moment: "Why don't you need to bake it?"

Luo Fugui rolled his eyes at the guy: "Grandma's...are you really not understanding or are you just pretending? The wounded can only drink chicken soup!"

Captain Geng next to him was a little moved. With so many wounded people... one person could only share a little of the soup.

How did he know that Luo Fugui had no such intention at all? He didn't care about anyone except the girl!

After sending away the big dog, Luo Fugui immediately took out the dead chicken and looked at it. Seeing that not a drop of blood could flow out from the chicken's neck, he threw the chicken on half of the grinding plate and turned to look at Captain Geng: "Hey,

I asked...can I buy a few more chickens...money is not an issue..."

...

Reactions to the outcome of the battle were mixed.

Gao Yidao, who has always had a bad attitude towards the national army, for the first time did not say a single sarcastic word to the friendly troops who supported him!

The seriously injured men under his command were temporarily unable to move their bodies, and several of them were pierced front and back by Japanese bullets!

Even a few people who were shot in the head didn't even die. I have to admire the skills of friendly military doctors!

In this afternoon battle, the Second Battalion directly annihilated a team of more than fifty people on Guizi West Road. The Second Battalion suffered the largest casualties. If it were not for the support of friendly forces and Ma Liang, Gao Yidao's soldiers alone would have lost their battle even if they had the battlefield advantage.

You will never be able to chew through the tough bones of a small team of Japanese!

The surviving soldiers are still immersed in the joy of capture and the sorrow of sacrificing their comrades.

The friendly forces on the front destroyed the Japanese heavy machine gun, and the ninth battalion destroyed the Japanese light machine gun fire team. The Japanese machine gunners had at least four or five replacements, and the Japanese machine gunners alone lost at least twenty people.

Wang Penglian was almost competing with the bandits in their marksmanship! One company faced off against three to four hundred bandit soldiers, one against four. Except for a few of his men who suffered head scratches when they failed to dodge, none of them died... Of course, almost 100 soldiers were captured.

zero.

After the battle began, the armed task force spent most of its time guarding the prisoners whom Abluo Fugui persuaded to surrender.

As the main force of the security forces, the losses reached at least one company, and a team of nearly 2,000 people was beaten by the guerrillas and had to retreat!

The Japanese lieutenant was completely stunned by the guerrillas.

From the perspective of friendly army Long Huanzhang, the scale of this battle is not small. Looking at the battle damage ratio alone, the casualties of the Eighth Route Army and the Japs were almost one to one. If the casualties of the puppet troops are added, the ratio is almost

Two, a sure victory!

Except for the battle in the west which is somewhat intense, the frontal and east battlefields are pure nonsense!

I roughly understand the characteristics of the Eighth Route Army's guerrilla warfare. As long as the persimmons are picked softly, you can fudge them however you want!

It's not difficult to fight guerrillas on the plains... As long as the tactics are arranged properly, it will be no problem even if you fight the Japs head-on. He always feels that something is not quite right. When did... the Japs become so easy to fight?

After personally leading people to bury his fallen men, he took the guards and walked into the village with firm steps.

Looking at the roof and walls of a compound, soldiers under Wang Pengying were on guard everywhere.

There were torches lit in all four corners of the courtyard, and a group of dark figures were sitting on the ground. They should be the bandit soldiers captured in this battle.
Chapter completed!