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Chapter Six: Tired Soldiers (3)

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    "Yes, it is to hide the truth from the sky, to hide the truth from the truth, and to prevent them from understanding our purpose and our direction!" Zhang Xian told his brother leisurely.

    Zhang Yi was still confused by some Zhang Er monks and asked: "Brother, can you explain it more clearly?"

    Zhang Xian nodded and then said: "There is a record in "Three Kingdoms" that Beihai City was besieged by the Yellow Turban Army. There were not many troops in the city. The prefect Kong Rong asked Taishi Ci to go to the plains to bring reinforcements. How could Taishi Ci break out by himself?  What about the siege? He thought of a way to take a few soldiers out of the city to practice archery outside the city every day. The Yellow Turban Army were still wary at first, but later they got used to it and didn't take it seriously. At this time,  Taishi Ci suddenly rushed towards them, and by the time they realized it, Taishi Ci had already broken out of the encirclement!"

    Listening to this story, Zhang Yi gradually felt something.

    Zhang Xian continued: "The current situation on the battlefield is a stalemate. The enemy is not afraid of delaying time, but we cannot afford to delay! We cannot wait until dawn, so we must resolve the battle tonight."

    Zhang Yi nodded and suddenly realized something: "You are saying that we first use constant harassment to paralyze the enemy, and when the enemy just relaxes, we will immediately launch an attack, is that right?"

    Zhang Xian nodded slowly, and at the same time reminded him: "We don't want to be able to eat the enemy in one bite and bite off more than we can chew. Now we just need to be able to divide and defeat them. If we can kill one company, we will kill another company."  If it doesn¡¯t work, you can just kill a platoon!¡±

    Zhang Yi¡¯s heart suddenly became enlightened.

    At this moment, the two people came to the dressing room. The place was already overcrowded. The half-day battle caused the 643rd Regiment to suffer heavy casualties. Looking at these seriously injured people struggling in pain, Zhang Yi and Zhang Xian felt very uncomfortable.  This is a foreign country, and in front of them are the comrades they brought out. For those comrades who sacrificed their lives on this land, they cannot bring them back to the country. This is what Zhang Yi, the regiment leader, feels most guilty about.

    When Dr. Zhao who was accompanying the group saw Zhang Yi, he immediately complained to him. At this time, their medical team could not keep up with the medicines, especially the anesthetics. If there were more battles and casualties, I am afraid that  Everyone can only learn from Guan Yunchang to scrape bones to heal his wounds, gritting his teeth and gritting his teeth.

    Zhang Yi could only comfort everyone. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he still had to pretend to be extremely calm and confident on his face.  Zhang Xian could see that as the leader of the regiment, his younger brother was indeed in a mess at this time. He obviously lacked the demeanor of a general and the experience in handling these complicated matters.

    Finally, after walking around, Zhang Yi shook hands with all the wounded. Even without speaking, the wounded were extremely moved.

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    It was already half an hour later when we returned to the regiment headquarters again. However, under the auspices of the regiment political commissar Dong Jie, everyone had several plans. However, when Zhang Yi listened to these plans, they were all confused.  Shaking his head, these plans basically didn't have much to do. They all considered sneak attacks or surprise attacks, and they regarded these Americans as Japanese soldiers, and more likely as Kuomintang soldiers.  However, everyone has a consensus on one thing, that is, it is obviously not feasible to attack the American soldiers in this battalion by force.

    After listening to Commissar Dong¡¯s words, Zhang Yi finally made a decision. When this decision was made, everyone present was a little surprised, but they were also a little skeptical.

    "Our charge horn must be blown every ten minutes. Everyone can make the noise as loud as possible. The bigger the better, the more lively the better! You can start from the east, then from the west, then from the south,  Further north, we will surround the enemy and start beating them, just to prevent them from sleeping!" Zhang Yi explained.

    Zuo Anjiang couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, what are we doing? Singing?"

    "Just think of it as singing!" Zhang Yi said seriously, without a trace of joking on his face, and then continued: "Use four platoons on four sides to perform these actions, and the others will plug their ears and rest peacefully!"

    "What? Are we not going to fight tonight?" Cao Shuang stood up first, a little confused.

    Zhang Yi waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down, and then said: "Who said we won't fight? Don't we wait until dawn?"

    "We are going to round up the enemy. Can we defeat the enemy by beating gongs, drums, and blowing trumpets?" The more Cao Shuang listened, the more he felt that Zhang Yi, the little regiment leader, was fooling around, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.  stand up.

    "This is not a strategy!" Zhang Yi looked at him and said: "We just want to defeat the enemyHe is a general who leads the troops, but he has the power to make decisions. The battalion at this time is nominally under the command of a major battalion commander. In fact, the major is still taking orders from the colonel Paul, but the relationship between the two people has always been very close.  Okay, so when we address each other, we never address each other by position.

    Paul glanced at the battalion commander and smiled bitterly: "How would I know what the Chinese are going to do? Tom, you should order each company to be ready for battle at any time!"

    The battalion commander named Tom nodded, still had some thoughts, and asked: "Paul, haven't you stayed in China for a few years? And you also speak Chinese very well. You were an instructor for them back then.  , how can you not understand the Chinese people?"

    "This is different!" Paul said: "At that time, it was Chiang Kai-shek's Kuomintang, but now this Chinese team should be Mao Zedong's Communist Party!"

    Tom shrugged his shoulders and didn¡¯t ask any more questions. Maybe for him, Chiang Kai-shek and Mao Zedong were all Chinese, and he couldn¡¯t tell the difference at all, but he didn¡¯t ask any more questions.

    Paul looked at his watch. It was already past two o'clock in the morning. This is when people are most sleepy. Suddenly, the charge bugle sounded again outside, and then there was another cry of killing.

    But at this time, Tom was also a little numb. He frowned and cursed: "These Chinese people really deserve to go to hell. Why do they not sleep at night and blow the trumpet endlessly? Now when I hear this kind of sound, my head is spinning."  It hurts!"

    ¡°Tom, you¡¯d better go take a look!¡± Paul reminded him.

    But Tom waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "It's nothing to see, these enemies just want us to waste our bullets!"

    Paul didn¡¯t say any more. He remembered the story about straw boats borrowing arrows that he heard when he was in China, so he also had a preconceived illusion.  But this time, he felt less and less right. Hearing the shouts of killing getting closer and closer, they did not subside after a while like before. This time, they did not subside for a long time, but became more and more serious.  The sound resounded through the sky, and he immediately realized something. He walked out of the tent first, but he bumped into a lieutenant who was about to run in.

    "Jack, why are you so panicked?" Paul saw clearly that the person running in was a company commander.

    "Sir, it's no good, the enemy has already invaded!" Jack said anxiously.

    "What?" Before Paul could speak, Tom jumped up.

    "We heard the trumpet sound just now and thought that the enemy was harassing us again, so we ignored it. But then we heard that the sound was wrong and quickly fired off flares. Only then did we see that the Chinese people all over the mountains and plains had rushed to the edge of our camp.  Already.!"

    "Huh?" Paul and Tom were shocked at the same time!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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