Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Chapter 321 Chapter 320, follow-up
The battle lasted for more than half an hour, which is actually not a long time.

But considering the strength of the Japanese, and then looking at our own strength, it took half an hour to finish the battle, which was somewhat disappointing. Of course, this was related to the fact that the artillery platoon and the scouts were not around, and two platoons of the Special Company were transferred away. The main reason was probably that Li Yuexuan was not around, and everyone was missing a pillar of support...

Well, this is what the old guerrillas think! But this time, the battle was not the same in the eyes of the guerrilla squads around them who were preparing to encircle and annihilate the devils.

"This attack of more than a squadron of Japanese invaders was completely wiped out in half an hour! How amazing! They are worthy of being the main force!" exclaimed a guerrilla leader who was galloping over from Tinghepu.

"Don't look at it anymore. The Japanese have been killed and we don't even have a sip of soup to drink! But, tell the folks, they can have a happy New Year in peace!" In another direction, someone wiped his eyes.

"One, two, three, get up, go..." On the wall of the city, the people in the stretcher team carried the wounded one by one onto stretchers, carefully carried them down the city gate, placed them directly on the big carriage mountain, and drove the carriages to the village.

More than ten minutes later, in Changning Village, Taoist Master Chen, wearing a white coat, felt the pulse of each wounded person and checked their injuries. In the house, the medical soldiers trained by Li Yuexuan and Taoist Master Chen were busy.

"You were bitten by a bullet, and there is a piece of flesh missing. Just disinfect it, and you don't need to suture it. Just bear with it..." The medical soldier Xiao Sun was a ruthless man. He held a cotton ball with tweezers, soaked it with alcohol, and rubbed it around the wound of the wounded, wiping away the dust. Then, he rinsed it directly with alcohol and continued to disinfect it with iodine. The wounded almost fainted from the pain.

"This is only for injuries to the bones. A bullet pierced your arm, but the bone is fine and the bullet has passed... This is for you!" No anesthetic was given to the wounded without bone injury. A stick wrapped in a towel was stuffed into the wounded's mouth. Then, a long pair of tweezers, soaked in iodine, was used to wipe the wound back and forth. The pain...

"Ah, what do veterans say during training? Pay attention to the side fire, did you dodge your head? Look at this face, it was torn apart by the bullet, just like Zhu Dantong. Once the wound is healed, you will be the two generals..." Facing a wounded soldier whose face was torn apart by a bullet, the medical worker wiped it while talking and planned to sew it up...

Faced with these "wolf-like and tiger-like" medical soldiers, there were constant wailing in Changning Village, which made the people feel frightened when they heard it.

Of course, those who could wail were all lightly injured, while the seriously injured were given anesthesia and underwent surgery directly...

In Licheng, where the Japanese were stationed, there was a raging fire, billowing smoke, and a strong stench drifting in the wind.

"Hurry up and get some water to put out the fire here! Tear down the house over there and build an isolation zone..." The soldiers who had been fighting a bloody battle with the Japanese before now became firefighters, putting out the fire.

These fires were not caused by fighting, but by the Japanese setting fire to houses along the way when they evacuated. A house with a straw roof could be turned into a torch with just a torch, and eventually burned to the ground.

The Japanese were not kind people! They were about to evacuate, so it was normal for them to burn down the houses. In addition to burning down the houses, they also poured a lot of manure into the wells, and also poured manure on the rice, flour, potatoes and other food that they could not take away. In short, they destroyed what they could not take away.

This is the disadvantage of giving the devils time. The devils will destroy everything around them. Therefore, it is a great fortune to be able to seize a large amount of supplies in the three strongholds of Nanbeiguan and Laiyuan Town. The devils in Nanguan were quickly eliminated, the devils in Laiyuan Town were attacked from three sides, and the devils in Beiguan rolled down with the artillery tower directly, so they had no time to destroy. After all, before being completely eliminated, these devils didn't know that they could be eliminated, and they still had the hope of survival.

However, despite this, despite the fact that the devils destroyed many houses and a lot of food, everyone was happy! At least, the county town was taken; at least, our losses were not that great, with only a few hundred casualties; at least, the people could return home and rebuild their homes in the future, instead of having to hide in the wild...

"Fellow villagers, the county town has been captured! Fellow villagers, the Eighth Route Army has driven the Japanese away and wiped them all out at Dongyang Pass! We can go home now..."

"Mother, pack up your things quickly and tell the landlord, we are going home!"

"What? You said my house was burned down? You damned little devil, I'll fuck your ancestors for eight generations!"

"The house is gone, so what's the point of scolding me now? Besides, your whole family is still alive. You can rebuild your house if it's gone! Look at Wang Er's family. He's the only one left. What's the point of having a house?"

The people were cursing, cursing, crying, rejoicing... with all kinds of emotions, they returned to their homes after being away for several months. Looking at their dilapidated homes, the porcelain and pottery that had been smashed to pieces, and the furniture, doors and windows that had been dismantled and used as firewood, the people's emotions were once again aroused. They cursed the devils while cleaning up their ruined homes...

"Huh... It's finally done!" In the north of the city, at the Special Forces Regiment's medical station, Li Yuexuan finished his last operation and felt a little exhausted.

"Xiaotian, make me some fried dough, the kind used in combat rations!" Li Yuexuan took off his blood-stained gloves, reached his sweat-white hands into his pocket, and took out a piece of ginseng.

The wild ginseng was captured from the bandit village. Li Yuexuan was lucky enough to be given some slices, which he had kept well. After eight hours of high-intensity surgery, he really couldn't stand it anymore and could only hold one slice in his mouth. At this moment, he regretted not holding one slice in his mouth before the surgery, which might have been better.

"People in later generations say that surgeons are this and that... This job is really hard! Especially for orthopedic doctors, they need a lot of strength..." After holding the ginseng slice in his mouth for a long time, Li Yuexuan felt that he had regained some strength. At this time, Cai Xiaotian was holding a black porcelain bowl with a fried dough ball the size of a child's fist in it.

"Eat this first, and I'll bring you a bowl of chicken soup later! Captain Pi specially instructed the kitchen to make it, and they use a three-year-old hen!" Cai Xiaotian said.

"Chicken soup... OK!" Li Yuexuan was stunned when he heard the chicken soup, and then he smiled: "Have you arranged for the wounded? Chicken soup is very good for the wounded!"

"Everything has been arranged... Do you want to find a place to sleep?" Cai Xiaotian could see that Li Yuexuan was tired.

(End of this chapter)