Rise from the sword

Chapter 20 The Still Unhurried Head Li Da

A few days after the handover of supplies.

In the new regiment, Li Yunlong sat on the warm kang, crossed Erlang's legs, drank small wine, and smashed peanuts.

In the last Cangyunling assault, the Xinyi regiment not only achieved significant results, but also suffered few casualties and losses, and captured a lot.

According to statistics after the war, during the breakout attack alone, 190 people were killed, 34 people were seriously injured, and 70 people were slightly injured.

Compared with the more than 300 soldiers of the new regiment who participated in direct combat, and the devils from a regiment, the casualties were completely within Li Yunlong's acceptable range, and even much lower than expected.

The seriously wounded are currently sent to the headquarters field hospital, where the probability of survival of these wounded is very high, and at least half of them will be able to return to the team in the end.Only no more than seven minor injuries could not return to the team. Calculated in this way, the actual reduction in personnel is more than 200 people.

With the strength of a regiment, it defeated an elite regiment of the permanent division of the Japanese army head-on, and wiped out at least more than 300 Japanese troops, including a captain of the Dazuo regiment, while its own actual loss was only more than 200 people.

Compared with the previous one-to-two, or even one-to-three casualties with the devils, this is not a big victory, so what is a big victory?

Thinking of this, Captain Li hurriedly cooked a bowl of sweet potatoes, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and then filled a bowl again and placed it on the table, and continued to smash peanuts with Erlang's legs crossed.

At the end of the assault formation, there were transport platoons and others to receive the wounded, and seized and lost materials and equipment, so the loss of the new regiment's own equipment was also very low.

After statistics, none of the forty new Czechs were lost. Although two were damaged by the Devil's grenade, they were quickly repaired with spare parts. I have to say that the spare parts were abundant. Too much, even if the receiver is broken, it can be replaced directly.

One of the three Type 27 heavy machine guns was damaged. There was no spare part for this one, so we had to send it to the Taihang Mountain Armory at the headquarters to see if there was any way. of.

As for the original old Czech models in the regiment, it was completely wiped out. These Czech models were all manufactured by domestic arsenals. Except for small parts such as the firing pin, other parts could not be used in common, so they could not be repaired directly. .

As for the rifles, all the available rifles in the regiment add up to 430 seven.

There are also nine 60 mortars, [-] mortar rounds, [-] German-made large tumor grenades, and bullets...
Another big bowl of sweet potatoes was burned into the stomach, and then filled again. Head Li, who was counting on his family with his fingers, finally couldn't help it. The third bowl suddenly fell into his stomach, and then he knocked it hard, taking care of himself excitedly. Laugh out loud:
"Hahaha···"

There are more rifles than soldiers. There are more than 120 light machine guns in total, and each squad can be assigned one. A mortar battery...

Not to mention the Eighth Route Army, Jinsui Army, and the Central Army, even the devils are not so broad...
Moreover, there are still fifteen tons of weapons and ammunition that have not arrived... Thinking of this, Captain Li feels that a happy future is in sight.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and Zhang Dabiao walked in and gave a military salute:

"Captain!"

"Da Biao, hehe, your health is alright." Li Yunlong filled the wine bowl on the table with a grin, and said to Zhang Dabiao, "Come and drink two cups, your battalion fought well this time."

Although he has always disliked this guy's attitude of being the best in the world with elbow fists and kung fu, he is still very concerned about Li Da's subordinate. He can fight and obey orders. He is a good subordinate and a rare tiger general.

In the last battle, if it wasn't for the commando team he led, I'm afraid the battle would not be so easy to fight.

"It's okay, I'm strong." Zhang Dabiao patted his chest, confident in his tone, took the wine and drank it, and then there was a fear in his tone: "That big man is a master, not just the difference in physique. Moves, I'm also far inferior."

"so smart?"

These words surprised Captain Li a little, and didn't even notice the empty wine bowl that was drank.

It's normal that Zhang Dabiao is a little over 1.8 meters tall. The big man is probably 20 meters tall. His arms are as thick as two thighs of an ordinary person. The difference in physique is too big. This is completely beaten by a [-]-year-old boy. It is inevitable for a five-year-old child to be beaten.

But the moves are far inferior, which really highlights his expectations.

Zhang Dabiao has been practicing martial arts since childhood. He is the platoon leader of the Northwest Army's broadsword team. He has studied the Northwest Army's swordsmanship, plus long-term actual combat. In terms of moves, he is definitely a master level.

"That person is definitely a top expert, much more powerful than the martial arts instructor of the Northwest Army." He said casually, and then quickly opened the topic and was slapped to the ground. This is not a good memory:

"Captain, have you heard any wind?"

"What's the news? I didn't hear it." Li Yunlong frowned, looking at the empty bowl on the table, scolding: "Why the fuck did you do it for me?"

Without answering the scolding from the head of the regiment, Zhang Dabiao took off the hat on his head, sighed, and said while sitting on the kang, with a worried tone:

"A few days ago, I escorted the wounded to the headquarters field hospital. I have a fellow there. Before returning to the team yesterday, we drank together. This kid can't stop drinking too much."

"He said that we played well this time, but we also caused a big disaster. The head of the headquarters was very dissatisfied with our disobedience and said that we should rectify it."

"Bullshit, if we win a battle, we will be rewarded. We can't revoke our designation just because we broke through from the front." Li Yunlong pouted and didn't care.

Zhang Dabiao is also dissatisfied with the tone:
"That's right, the Sakata United team is a tough one. The Independent Regiment suffered a loss from him last time, but our new team just fought head-to-head, and even Sakata was killed. This is not blown out."

"But that fellow said that our new regiment is an ox, can we just say that if the battlefield is disobedient, no one will be able to command you in the future. Isn't he Li Yunlong an ox? It will be enough for him to drink a pot then. yes"

"I heard this, it seems that the superior is planning to treat you..."

"Come, come, drink, drink" Li Yunlong smiled and interrupted Zhang Dabiao, then handed over a full bowl of wine, with a confident tone: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Having experienced a lot, he had expected this matter. Usually, the merits and demerits were equal to each other. Even if the headquarters really wanted to deal with him, he had a way.

The labor and capital are so rich now that they can't solve this problem?

"Leader, you should talk to the teacher."

"Don't talk, don't talk, drink, drink"

(End of this chapter)