The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 463 While talking and laughing, the strong masturbation disappeared! (seeking a monthly ticket)
With the withdrawal of the mopping up troops of the Japanese and puppet troops, the anti-mopping up in Niukou Village base area officially came to an end.

In this battle, the soldiers paid dripping blood and precious lives, but they had no complaints or regrets.

"Comrades, we have won the anti-sweeping campaign in West Village and Zhangjiazhuang, an unprecedented victory!"

As the head of the regiment, Kong Jielang, spoke, the entire base of the independent regiment fell into cheers.

Folks from Niukou Village, Xicun, Zhangjiazhuang and surrounding villages who were safely escorted back from the rear also witnessed this grand occasion.

Looking at the traces of gunpowder smoke, the remnants of the war in one place, and the remains of soldiers who died heroically, many fathers and villagers burst into tears.

The devastation is enough to witness the tragedy of the anti-sweeping operation, but after the whole battle, the villagers were completely protected, and there were no casualties.

This is our people's soldiers, who leave the danger to themselves and the safety to the people.

There are resolute faces and fiery eyes, but at a glance, they are all young children!

The old village chiefs of several villages shed tears and kept thanking the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army: "Comrades Eighth Route Army, thank you! Thank you!"

The third company commander who was thanked repeatedly scratched his head a little embarrassedly, but instead looked at several villages and the grateful villagers behind him, and said, "Folks, I'm sorry, little dog day The devils came this time with a lot of people, and we failed to protect the villagers' villages. Many houses in the village were destroyed by the devils' shells.

But please rest assured folks, our regiment leader has given an order to clean up the battlefield, and after our ministries take a short rest, we will immediately seize the time to help the folks rebuild their houses. "

As soon as these words came out, the villagers burst into tears.

As the setting sun falls, the military and the civilians are in perfect harmony.

After the soldiers cleaned the battlefield thoroughly, they helped repair the collapsed houses in the village, so that all the villagers could settle down.

Following the transferred villagers, Shen Wenyue, a reporter from the Jinnan News Agency who returned to the base area, witnessed with her own eyes the situation in which the Eighth Route Army's roots were rebuilt after the sweep, and a thousand wastes were waiting to be rebuilt. A scene where water and milk blend together.

Under the inexplicable shock and emotion, Shen Wenyue took pictures of the scenes with the camera.

She also recorded the emotions in her heart, what she saw and heard bit by bit in her accompanying notebook.

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Niukou Village.

Li Yunlong and Ding Wei gathered their teams and came to Niukou Village to bid farewell to Kong Jie.

"Anyway, the battle is over, Lao Ding, Lao Li, you have helped my independent group a lot this time, just for this, I should keep you two old brothers, let's have a good drink and never get drunk! "

Kong Jie said sincerely.

Li Yunlong laughed and said: "Hey, the drink that you old Kong owed us didn't run away, it's just not today. The battle has just ended, and my new second regiment still has a lot of things to deal with. The casualties and seizures are summarized. After that, you have to report to the brigade commander!
If I don't go back and leave all these troubles to Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao will definitely scold me. "

Kong Jie looked at Ding Wei again, Ding Wei shook his head, and said with a smile: "Old Kong, another day! You said that Lao Li, a guy who is addicted to alcohol, knows that he should go back to the New Second Regiment first. Old Li can’t even compare to him, can he?”

"Damn it, old Ding, are you cursing?" Li Yunlong cursed.

Ding Wei smiled and said: "Old Li, don't say anything. We will go back later, and there is still a section of the road that we will pass by. It's just a matter of time for us old brothers to talk."

"This time in Niukou Village and Zhangjiazhuang's anti-sweeping battle, Lao Kong put on a big show for us!"

"Just for this battle, Lao Li, if we don't work hard, we say we are the Iron Triangle, but the real reputation is probably only the independent group."

Li Yunlong curled his lips, and said: "This is not wrong, two shoulders carry one head, a brother in the same class, a comrade who slept on the kang, you, Lao Kong, can bear it now, and Lao Ding and I can't." Why don't you watch it?"

"Old Kong, don't be complacent, you boy. Your independent group has developed for a while. Look, it won't take long for our old Li to catch up."

Ha ha ha ha--

"Okay, Lao Li, I'll wait for you!" Kong Jie said with a smile.

After talking and laughing for a while, the three old comrades hugged each other and bid farewell. They agreed that after a few days, when the base area stabilized, Kong Jie would invite Li Yunlong and Ding Wei to the independent group for a drink.

Kong Jie, who had bid farewell to his old comrades in arms, also had no time to spare. In addition, the independent regiment had no political commissar, so basically everything had to be handled by Kong Jie.

Kong Jie was really too busy, so he could only call Li Wenjie over to act as the political commissar for a while, so he took a break from his busy schedule.

After the anti-sweeping battle was over and the battlefield was thoroughly cleaned, each battalion was busy counting the reduction of troops.

In this anti-sweeping operation, the Japanese army came with the idea of ​​destroying the independent regiment in one fell swoop. Although the independent regiment finally won a big victory, its own casualties were also unavoidable.

The attrition of the battle will cause the overall strength of the independent regiment to decline.

Many wounded were waiting for treatment, and Kong Jie ordered the expansion of several health centers in the station to cope with this special situation.

Fortunately, after more than a year of development, the independent regiment has a good reserve of medicines, gauze, bandages and other medical supplies, which are enough to deal with the current situation.

All kinds of things are complicated, and Captain Kong handles everything in detail. He only hopes to restore the stability and combat effectiveness of the independent regiment in the shortest possible time.

regiment.

Li Wenjie, who was captured by Kong Jie as a "strong man", came to report.

At the gate of the courtyard, I saw a monk who was breaking off a tree branch in boredom, and the monk continued to wink at Li Wenjie. Li Wenjie asked suspiciously, "Monk, what's the matter?"

The monk spread his hands in a strange expression, and said with a smile: "Instructor Li, I advise you to come to the head of the group later!"

"Why?" Li Wenjie asked.

The monk just shook his head with a wry smile, without explaining.

Li Wenjie didn't think too much, he didn't bother to pay attention to the strange monk, and went straight to the inner room of the regiment headquarters.

Out of habit, Li Wenjie opened the curtain of the inner room and got in. Then he closed his heels, gave a military salute to Kong Jie, and "reported".

For some unknown reason, the Shen University reporter was also in the room, smiling all over his face at the moment, with such amorous feelings, Li Wenjie was stunned for a while.

cough cough-

Li Wenjie couldn't help coughing a few times, and then cursed the monk for being unjust in his heart.

This bastard monk, if he knew that reporter Shen was in the head's room, you can just say it, it's not an important matter for me, why do you have to come in so blindly?

Kong Jie just glanced at Li Wenjie, and knew that this kid didn't hold anything good in his intestines, and said, "What's the matter?"

When it came to business, Li Wenjie quickly straightened up and replied: "Report to the commander, the statistics of the reduction of personnel in each battalion have been completed, do you see..."

While talking, Li Wenjie glanced at Kong Jie who was sitting opposite Shen Wenyue.

Kong Jie said: "There's nothing wrong with that. Reporter Shen will report on the anti-mopping up situation of our independent regiment this time. Some data will also be used. This will be more conducive to publicizing the heroic deeds of our Eighth Route Army against Japan. You Just say it."

"Yes!"

Li Wenjie immediately took out the documents prepared in advance and reported: "Leader, after statistics this time, the reduction of personnel in each battalion is as follows:
The first battalion sacrificed 115 people, and 240 wounded were temporarily unable to participate in combat, with a total of 355 casualties.

The second battalion sacrificed 91 people and wounded 212 people, with a total of 303 casualties.

The third battalion sacrificed 45 people and wounded 158 people, with a total of 203 casualties.

The fourth battalion sacrificed 85 people and wounded 242, for a total of 327 casualties.

The fifth battalion sacrificed 74 people and wounded 176 people, with a total of 250 casualties.

In addition, the situation of non-combatant attrition, sickness, health attrition, and casualties of cavalry companies, artillery companies, and combat troops directly under the regiments are added.

According to statistics, the anti-sweeping operation lasted nearly 9 days.

A total of 441 people were sacrificed, 1028 were injured, the total number of casualties was 1469, and the total number of casualties was 1553.

However, we don't know the casualties of the New First Regiment and the New Second Regiment. "

Kong Jie nodded, and then asked, "How are the casualties of the comrades in the local army and the militia?"

Li Wenjie said: "Regimental Commander, this regular battle is basically carried out by our troops, so the casualties of the local troops and militia comrades are much better. According to approximate statistics, there are more than 230 casualties, of which 98 died."

"What about the casualties of the Japanese and puppet troops?"

"The specific data on the casualties of the Japanese and puppet troops still needs to wait for follow-up intelligence statistics. According to the preliminary estimate after the end of the current battle, the Japanese army suffered more than [-] casualties, of which more than [-] were killed in battle, and the puppet army had more than [-] casualties, of which The number is more than a thousand people.

In addition, 16 seriously wounded Japanese soldiers and more than [-] puppet soldiers were captured. "

Taking advantage of Shen Wenyue's inattention, Li Wenjie winked at Kong Jie and said, "Leader, this report is also finished. If there is nothing wrong, I will go out."

Kong Jie glared at Li Wenjie and said, "Go!"

"Yes!"

For example, Li Wenjie, who was pardoned, rushed all the way to the gate of the courtyard, and cursed at the monk.

After scolding, he was happy, and changed the subject, Li Wenjie lowered his voice, leaned into Monk's ear and asked, "Monk, what's going on in this room?"

The monk smiled and said, "Instructor, you still don't understand this? This is a beautiful woman who delivered it to my door!"

——"Monk, what are you mumbling about?"

Kong Jie's voice came through the crack of the window.

The monk quickly responded: "Head, I am asking the instructor for advice!"

After all, Li Wenjie and the monk hurriedly left, each with gossip.

inside the house.

Reporter Shen did come to interview while Kong Jie was free.

Shen Wenyue was quite shocked by the casualties reported by Li Wenjie.

"Commander Kong, I have been working as a reporter for three or four years, and I have a certain understanding of the casualties of the front-line combat troops. As far as I know, in the battles between the national army and the Japanese army, there are few casualties that are relatively low. on the situation of the Japanese army.”

"This time your independent regiment's anti-sweeping operation is really shocking. The casualty ratio between the enemy and us is even close to 10:1, which means that one soldier of your Eighth Route Army can even replace the lives of ten Japanese and puppet soldiers. .”

"My God, this is simply unbelievable. Now I can't help but think about what kind of uproar it will cause if the news of your independent regiment's anti-mopping operation is reported this time."

Kong Jie was much calmer than Shen Wenyue imagined.

"Are you surprised? But in my opinion, there is nothing surprising about it. There is a widely circulated saying among our Eighth Route Army troops that two shoulders carry one head, who is afraid of whom?"

"In a war, why should it be normal for the little devils to have fewer casualties than ours?"

"Compared to our troops, the devils are better equipped, more ammunition is available, the soldiers are better trained, and the officers have excellent military qualities. Basically, they all went to military academy."

"But our Eighth Route Army troops also have something that we are far better than the little devil."

The self-confidence shown by Kong Jie at this moment made Shen Wenyue sit upright subconsciously, and asked, "Mr. Kong, can you tell me in detail?"

Kong Jie said: "It's very simple, we also have three magic weapons to win."

"First, we have sufficient strategic depth and a vast combat space. Every mountain, every valley, and every river around our Eighth Route Army's base area, these are the outlines and appearances that we can imagine with our eyes closed. things."

"Using our familiarity with the mountainous environment and making full use of the terrain and features, it is enough for us to fight more with less and weaken the Japanese army's equipment advantage."

"Second, we have the people, and an army that the people believe in wholeheartedly will surely be invincible and invincible."

"In the base areas of our Eighth Route Army, the villagers believed in our soldiers, and our soldiers also believed in the villagers. They trusted each other and joined hands in the war of resistance. This is what our Eighth Route Army soldiers will always believe. Where is China's biggest backing."

As Kong Jie spoke, Shen Wenyue took out her notebook and quickly recorded it. Every word Kong Jie said was regarded as a treasure by her, and she didn't want to miss it at all.

"Third, to put it simply, because our Eighth Route Army soldiers are not afraid of death.

Whenever there is a war, you can go to our Eighth Route Army to see that the commanders are all at the forefront.

Generals are not afraid of death, soldiers are not afraid of battle, and soldiers are not greedy for life.

So what's there to be afraid of?

Of course, to be precise, it’s not that our soldiers are really not afraid of death, it’s that people are always afraid of death, just for the belief in our hearts, for the independence of the nation, and to prevent our descendants from becoming subjugated slaves, we must not be afraid of death. "

"So we don't fight devils for money, nor do we fight devils for food."

"We fight for the sake of the tone in our hearts, for the integrity of the soldiers, for the dignity of the nation, to put it bluntly, for our fathers, for our mothers, and for our children and grandchildren, to fight, to shed blood, to fight Sacrifice, even if you die, you will have no regrets!"

"This kind of belief and persistence is definitely not something that a devil can defeat with a cold weapon in his hand!"

"Powerful enemies can kill us and destroy us, but they will never be able to defeat our Eighth Route Army troops with such faith!"

The calm words were full of strength at this moment.

As a general of the Eighth Route Army, Kong Jie vividly displayed the image of a brave, iron-blooded, wise, calm, and domineering general at this moment.

Immediately, the horizontal knife immediately, while talking and laughing, the mast and scull were wiped out in ashes, nothing more than that.

With the end of Kong Jie's words, the whole room became silent for a moment, only the sound of the nib of the pen used by Shen Wenyue, who was writing vigorously, rustling among the white papers could be heard...

(End of this chapter)