The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 14 Glorious Wounded
  Looking at his brothers who rushed out screaming from their own position, Cheng Mo sighed in his heart, at least there were many people in the national army who knew how to fight.

Seize the opportunity of the enemy's civil strife and take advantage of the darkness to launch a decisive counterattack. This is a good opportunity to seize.

He also wondered if the people behind him would just stay and watch the show if he and others made such a big noise.

That would be too chilling.

One general is incompetent, exhausting thousands of troops.

Yang Ruifu, a battalion commander born in Huangpu, is good, brave, resourceful, and responsible.

Just then, a bullet without eyes came from nowhere and hit Cheng Mo in the buttocks.

Under this touch, it was all covered in blood.

Are you injured?
  This time, Wu Jianfeng and others were so frightened that almost four of them carried him, braving the bullets that the enemy might fire, and ran back to their own position, faster than a dog chasing a rabbit.

Yang Ruifu was shocked when he saw the injured Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo is now the lucky general of the 1st Battalion. Since his arrival, the 1st Battalion's casualties have been reduced by 70%, and the results of killing Japanese troops have increased sharply. He is still Pressed to report.

Even if more than 70% of the battle results were cut off, this was already quite outstanding among the troops fighting the Japanese army on the front line.

On this point, he was also bewitched by Cheng Mo, saying that if the trees are as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy them. If a battalion is better, it will not be a big problem and everyone can accept it. If it is too good, it will be jealous.

Attracting attention is not worth the gain.

This point resonates with Yang Ruifu. When he was young, he thought it was good to be famous. Honors, flowers and applause were fascinating. Now that he has gained experience, he realizes that being famous is a good thing.

Cheng Mo doesn't want to be famous anymore, as this will affect his ability to kill Japanese soldiers on the battlefield.

Cheng Mo also threatened Yang Ruifu that if he dared to report it, he would leave immediately. Anyway, he was not a soldier of the 524st Battalion of the 1th Regiment, so Yang Ruifu could not order him.

Yang Ruifu is a smart man and knows what he wants. Reporting the results will certainly cause a sensation, but what happens after the sensation?

I'm afraid it's just chicken feathers all over the place.

Especially since Cheng Mo was not yet a soldier of the national army, and Cheng Mo made it clear that he did not want to join or join the army.

When the time comes, Cheng Mo may be under pressure from the top, but this will inevitably lead to a breakdown in the relationship.

Once Cheng Mo nods, he can choose to join the army he wants, and even get fame and fortune at his fingertips, but he doesn't want these. Although he doesn't know why, Yang Ruifu understands that once he breaks through this bottom line, his friends will have nothing to do with him.

Of course, Yang Ruifu also has his own selfish motives. Anyway, this battle will not be over for a while. Maybe Cheng Mo will change his mind by then?
  When the time comes, he can report what needs to be reported again, and there will be no problem.

There are so many witnesses in one battalion, are you afraid that you can’t explain clearly?
  "Hurry, hurry, hygienist..."

"Where is the injury? Where is the injury? Is there any problem in continuing the family line?" Yang Ruifu rushed over and saw the blood between his buttocks. He asked anxiously towards Cheng Mo who was lying on the stretcher and holding the radio as a pillow. road.

"Captain Yang, can you hope that I will be better? I just let a stray bullet bite my butt." Cheng Mo chuckled.

"Smile, you can still laugh. If something happens to you, I don't know how to explain it to your future wife!" Yang Ruifu was angry and anxious, laughing and scolding.

"Don't worry, you don't need to explain, I will do it myself." It was obvious that Yang Ruifu was really worried and concerned on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"What is this? Why are you holding it like a baby?" Suddenly I saw Cheng Mo holding a dark green iron box, which looked a bit familiar.

"I got it from Sakata Kogoro's brigade headquarters. It should be a shortwave micro-radio station used by the Japanese for sending messages." Cheng Mo explained with a smile.

"Radio station, show me quickly." When Yang Ruifu heard this, his eyes instantly became hot. The radio station is a good thing and very valuable.

"No, this is my trophy." Cheng Mo held on tightly and wouldn't let go.

Yang Ruifu was helpless. Cheng Mo was not his soldier. The things he captured could not be returned to the public according to the military rules.

"You don't know how to use this thing. Why do you need it? Why don't you show me what it can do?" Yang Ruifu's eyes were hot.

"Who said I can't use it? It's just using Morse code to send a telegram. It's so difficult." Cheng Mo naturally wouldn't hand over the radio station.

This radio station may not be useful to him now, but it will definitely be used in the future. "Okay, if you want to be hugged, just do it and go treat the injury quickly." Yang Ruifu couldn't help it. As long as Cheng Mo was fine, everything else was easy.

The stretcher was brought down.

Yang Ruifu then called Wu Jianfeng aside to understand the situation.

"What, you touched down the headquarters of the Bantian brigade opposite and set it on fire?" Yang Ruifu really didn't expect Cheng Mo and the others to do such a big thing.

He thought Cheng Mo and the others just sneaked into the Japs' camp and set a fire, causing a commotion, but he didn't expect it to be such a big deal.

"Yingzao, I also killed Sakata Kogoro. This is his command sword." Wu Jianfeng handed over Sakata's command sword that he had captured.

"Wu Jianfeng, are you serious?" Yang Ruifu exclaimed in excitement.

"Really, after we broke into Sakata's headquarters, Cheng Mo went to find the radio station, and I entered the command room. We happened to see Kogoro Sakata there, and we started fighting and killed him. Kuizi also I got back the battle map from the headquarters..."

"Okay, okay, hahaha..." Yang Ruifu laughed wildly with pride. Cheng Mo didn't dare to publicize it, but Wu Jianfeng was different from Kuizi. They were his own soldiers. How could he not show off such a record.

As for Cheng Mo, if he doesn't want the credit, then he can't be blamed.

"Camp seat, group seat phone number?"

"Yang Ruifu, what happened to you in the middle of the night..." As soon as Yang Ruifu picked up the phone receiver, he heard the "Three Character Classic" from the mouth of the group leader Han Xianyuan, and he subconsciously moved away.

Tens of seconds later, Han Xianyuan finally stopped cursing, and then he asked him what was going on.

Yang Ruifu told the general situation, of course, hiding Cheng Mo's leadership of the operation, and only mentioned Wu Jianfeng, Kui Zi and others.

After Han Xianyuan on the other end of the phone listened, he didn't take a breath for at least five or six seconds.

"Damn you, Yang Ruifu, the commander of this regiment wants to thank you and your soldiers!" Han Xianyuan cursed, but there was obviously a surge of joy in it.

"Thank you, everyone. However, someone on our side was injured during the operation. Can you arrange for him to go to the rear hospital to recover?"

"Okay, no problem. You can arrange for someone to be sent directly to the division hospital." Han Xianyuan readily agreed without thinking.

"Yes."

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"Oh, be gentle, what, send me to the division hospital to recuperate, I'm just scratching my butt, I won't go!" When Cheng Mo heard that Yang Ruifu wanted to send him to the rear hospital, he naturally disagreed.

The frontline battle is not over yet. Killing the Japanese is such a joyful thing. Now he is only thinking about killing the Japanese on the battlefield.

"Your butt is injured, your movement is limited, and you can't run fast. Now that you're on the battlefield and you have to ask others to take care of you, you might as well wait until you recover from the injury before you come back."

"Well, Yang Ruifu, you did it on purpose!" Cheng Mo tried to get up and argue with Yang Ruifu, but he used too much force and the suture and bandaging thread suddenly cracked. He shivered in pain and fell directly on the camp bed.

"I'm right. It's hard for you to get up now, and you still want to go to the battlefield. Listen to your brother's advice and go back to the hospital to recuperate. The conditions on the battlefield are too poor. If you get infected, you will be in trouble." Yang Ruifu said solemnly.

"You're right, I'm going to the rear to recuperate." Cheng Mo gritted his teeth and said.

"That's right. The injury is healed. You are welcome to come back to our group." Yang Ruifu chuckled, patted his back gently, looked at him again, stitched up the wound on his buttocks, and reminded the hygienist, "Be careful with your stitches, and don't hurt the treasure that our Cheng Mo brothers have passed down for generations."

"Don't worry, Yingzuo. Don't worry about my skills. I sewed pigs countless times when I was a veterinarian in the countryside. I guarantee there will be no problem!" The hygienist slapped her chest loudly and said with a grin.

Wocao, you are actually a veterinarian!

Cheng Mo was so shocked that he almost rolled off the stretcher.

　I beg for collection and monthly tickets!

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)