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Chapter 937: Thousands of people were killed, but not a single prisoner was taken?

After throwing away his equipment, Yang Yuanshan was about to walk back to the headquarters when he saw Han Yang running back with a few guards, greeting him excitedly:
"Captain! The battle is over!

We completely wiped out the Japanese 33rd Division!"

Yang Yuanshan was too lazy to pretend to be surprised by this result, which he already knew, and nodded slightly:
"That's what I guessed."

Then he asked eagerly:

“What about our casualties?
This battle is not over yet!"

"The exact number of casualties has not yet been accurately counted, but I asked several battalion commanders to roughly count them. Our total casualties today should be only 600 to 700 people."

Han Yang answered with a smile on his face.

"Six or seven hundred people? Not bad!

Come on, go in and tell me the details!"

Yang Yuanshan pulled Han Yang and walked towards the command center.

After a day of street fighting, several thousand Japanese were wiped out, but there were less than a thousand casualties. It was simply a brilliant victory.

The combination of tanks, machine guns and heavy machine guns is indeed reliable.

But at this moment, Han Yang hesitated as he walked, and began to stammer:
"but--"

"But what?"

Yang Yuanshan had a bad feeling in his heart.

“Captain, in addition to these 600 to 700 casualties, we also have more than 200 soldiers who have been poisoned.

I have already sent people to rush them back to Xingshupo for treatment."

Han Yang gritted his teeth and said it.

"What? More than 200 people poisoned?

Didn't I order everyone to prepare wet towels?

Which battalion did not follow orders?"

Yang Yuanshan became anxious.

If you are shot, as long as it is not a vital part, you can recover after a surgery and rest for a month or two.

But if you are poisoned, you may not be able to recover completely!

The medical conditions these days are so poor!
"Commander, it's not that the battalions didn't follow orders, it's that the wet towels didn't work very well.

And the soldiers can't cover their eyes, right?"

Han Yang explained.

After hearing what he said, Yang Yuanshan understood and could only yell with red eyes:
"You damned old devil Okamura, sooner or later I will chop off your dog head!"

Zhan Haishan heard their conversation and asked quickly:
"Old Han, how many Japanese soldiers have we killed? How many prisoners have we taken?"

"The exact number of people killed has not yet been counted, but looking at the bodies on the streets, I estimate that there are at least several thousand people.

As for the prisoners, I saw no one."

As Han Yang spoke, he glanced at Yang Yuanshan guiltily.

When I saw the other party gave me an encouraging look, I immediately felt relieved.

"What? Killing thousands of people and not taking any prisoners?

How can this be?

Lao Han, I don’t think you can get past Lao Zhou.”

Zhan Haishan was not stupid, so he knew what Han Yang was up to.

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Yuanshan.

He instantly understood why the other party had kept Han Yang in the city to provide unified command.

So that's what you wanted to do!
Han Yang quickly explained:

"Old James, I didn't violate any discipline.

Those little devils refused to surrender, and our soldiers couldn't do anything about it!"

Yang Yuanshan felt the look in Zhan Haishan's eyes and was suddenly speechless, thinking to himself: I am more wronged than Dou E!

None of my business!

But he couldn't help but help Han Yang, so he quickly said:

"The Japanese are really strong in their fighting spirit. They can fight to the last man. This is good. We must march north immediately. We simply cannot afford to escort the prisoners."

Hearing what he said, Zhan Haishan could only roll his eyes.

I thought to myself: We have so many militiamen and guerrillas in our base, how could we be short of people to escort the prisoners?
Yang Yuanshan felt a little guilty when he saw Zhan Haishan's look, so he quickly changed the subject:
“Han Yang, Hai Shan, we have two important things to do right now.

The first is that we don’t have air superiority, and the Japanese planes can bomb us at any time. We can’t stay in Qubei County.

So all the spoils had to be moved away.

However, there is no need to move directly back to Qixia Town. Most of the spoils need to be provided to the brother troops, so I need a suitable cave or col to temporarily store these things.

Han Yang, take some people to look around here and find a suitable location."

"Yes!"

Han Yang agreed and immediately turned around and left.

Yang Yuanshan said to Zhan Haishan again:
“Haishan, the soldiers have been fighting all day and are very tired.

You should hurry up and coordinate with the kitchen teams of each battalion to prepare meals immediately so that the soldiers can have hot meals and dishes as soon as possible.

Now that we have captured the county town, the Japanese's supplies are ours. We can't miss out on today's meals!"

Zhan Haishan understood that the reason why Yang Yuanshan asked him to go was not to let the kitchen squad cook, but to have him, as the deputy regiment commander, coordinate the supplies seized from various battalions and take out the good stuff so that the kitchen squad would have meat to cook.

Otherwise, it would be a joke if the battalion with the largest spoils of war ate the meat while the other battalions watched helplessly.

He nodded immediately and took action immediately.

As soon as they left, Yang Yuanshan ordered the telegraph operator:
"Telegraph operator, send a message to your superiors immediately!

Inform the superiors that our special forces regiment, after three days of fierce fighting in Qubei County and its surrounding areas, at 5 p.m. today, completely wiped out the Japanese 33rd Division, including the division commander, Major General Takaaki Murata, and more than 2 people, and fully captured Qubei County and cut off the Tongpu Road.

The Japanese sent a lieutenant general leading a transport team of more than a thousand people, transporting a large number of special bullets to support us, but they were also wiped out by our regiment!
More than 22 other planes came to bomb, but were also defeated by the anti-aircraft artillery battalion of our special forces regiment, and planes were destroyed!
In this battle, our regiment suffered more than 6,000 casualties, and currently has more than 8,000 people left.

Prepare to advance northward and attack Xinkou tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

The telegraph operator couldn't help feeling excited when listening to Yang Yuanshan's order.

A sense of pride arose spontaneously, and he immediately responded loudly.

……

Soon, the telegram from the Special Forces Regiment was sent to Zhaojiayu.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, who had been feeling a little anxious, naturally felt relieved.

He immediately ordered the telegraph operator to forward the victory news to the brigade headquarters.

Then Li Yunlong expressed his admiration for Zhao Gang:
"This kid Yang Yuanshan never lets me down!

It was a great job to wipe out an entire Japanese division in one battle!
And killed two Japanese generals!"

Zhao Gang also nodded:
"However, their casualties were not small, with a loss of more than 6,000.

If this happened to any other fraternal unit, even a brigade, it would be seriously injured!"

"Hey, Lao Zhao, don't just look at the surface numbers!
Although the loss was over 6,000, there were more than 3,000 wounded.

In Northwest Shanxi, we have a field hospital that has no shortage of medical equipment and medicines!
As long as these wounded can be sent to the hospital in time, they will surely be full of life again in a few months!"

Li Yunlong chuckled.

"Old Li, now that you put it that way, didn't they kill more than 2 Japanese soldiers at the cost of three or four thousand lives?
Hiss...isn't this too incredible?"

Zhao Gang’s eyes widened and he took a breath.

It would be enough to defeat a division of the Japanese with a smaller force.

Our casualties were so small, it was like a miracle!
"Hey, don't you see what kind of equipment their group has?
Those damn things have more light and heavy machine guns, infantry guns, mountain cannons and so on than the Japanese.

Plus, they have plenty of ammunition and shells, so it's normal for them to suffer this ratio of casualties."

Li Yunlong couldn't stop smiling.

In his heart, he no longer regarded the Special Forces Regiment as a regiment.

He thought that this must be at least the combat power of a Type A division.

By this calculation, Li Yunlong is living the life of a military commander!

It's wonderful to think about it.

……

(End of this chapter)