The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 19 Sacrifice
  "Oh, my God, I scared the baby to death..." Cheng Mo ran back to his home position in one breath. When he saw his own people, he rolled his eyes, touched his chest and gasped.

In the battalion command post, Yang Ruifu saw through the telescope the bursts of fire from the Japanese positions and the thick smoke rising into the sky. He was a little confused.

It looked like the ammunition had exploded.

Is this an accident, or is someone causing trouble...

"No, those three boys haven't come back yet!" Yang Ruifu shouted, put down the telescope, rushed out of the command post, and headed towards the first company position.

At the headquarters of the 524th Regiment, commander Han Xianyuan also noticed the explosion of ammunition in the Japanese position opposite, and immediately ordered a thorough investigation into what was going on.

"The regimental seat seems to be the direction of the first battalion position." the staff adjutant reminded.

"First Battalion, what happened to the First Battalion?" Han Xianyuan asked subconsciously. A while ago, there was always trouble in the First Battalion. It finally stopped, but it started to raise its tail again?
  It looks like you can fight, right?

"I don't know. Why don't you send someone to ask?" the staff adjutant said subconsciously.

"Okay, don't worry about them. As long as the position is still in your hands, Yang Ruifu will take the initiative to report anything." Han Xianyuan now has a headache. It is not necessarily a good thing to have a subordinate who can fight and cause trouble.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what you are saying. In the current war situation, the chance of the national army making a comeback against the wind is slim. The best way is to give up the defense, retreat strategically, regroup and fight again.

But at the top, despite all the considerations and worries, they just don’t make the decision of strategic contraction, and they still insist on it, risking human lives for the League of Nations’ intervention?
  If the Western powers really wanted to intervene, they would have intervened long ago. Why wait until the meeting is just for everyone to sit down and shirk responsibility.

In fact, they are the same species.

At this time, the correspondent came over and reported that the call was from the hotel and asked him to answer it immediately.

"Hey, brigade, it's... yes, yes... it's indeed our regiment's defense area, the first battalion. It was an explosion on the Japanese position... OK, I will report to you as soon as I have news!" Han Xianyuan finished the phone call. I couldn't help but curse, "Damn little devil!"

……

"Cheng Mo, did you do it?" Cheng Mo faced seven or eight pairs of eyes at the first battalion headquarters. It was obvious that this was a three-chamber trial.

Cheng Mo innocently looked at the battalion commander Yang Ruifu who was facing him and said, "Yingzuo, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

"Don't pretend to be confused. What happened when the artillery shells exploded on the Japanese position opposite?" Yang Ruifu asked, staring at Cheng Mo.

"Then you should ask the kid opposite. I wasn't here when he was killed." Cheng Mo chuckled, revealing a row of innocent white teeth.

"You don't admit it, do you?"

"What am I admitting? Could it be that Battalion Commander Yang thinks that I did it when the Japs' ammunition exploded? You think too highly of me. I'm a human being, not a god." Cheng Mo wouldn't admit it was him even if he was beaten to death. You can hide your clumsiness sometimes. Try your best to hide your clumsiness. If you are too good, you will be jealous of heaven.

"How do you explain that the Japanese army came back only after their ammunition was exploded?"

"I was scared about this too. I was afraid of the Japanese's revenge, so I ran back quickly. Why, is there a problem?" Cheng Mo innocently spread his hands, "What's the matter with you? I worked hard outside all night, and I have no credit. Work hard. When I came back, you didn't even give me a bite to eat, and you didn't even drink any water. You just pulled me here and acted like a prisoner. Can you do this?"

"You're pretending, aren't you?" Yang Ruifu was very angry, but Cheng Mo refused to admit it, and he had no evidence, so this could only be an accident and had nothing to do with the First Battalion.

"Barracks, God can't stand the sight of the Japs' bombs exploding. You think you're sympathizing with them..."

"You, you..." Yang Ruifu was so angry that his Tianling Gai was about to fly away. However, he couldn't convince the other party with his words.

"I'm hungry, can I give it to the one who stutters?" Cheng Mo stretched out his hand in aggrieved manner and begged pitifully.

"Here, give it to him!"

……

"Xiao Mo, you told your brother, didn't you?" Wu Jianfeng pulled Cheng Mo back, who was chewing the white buns, and asked quietly.

Cheng Mo shook his head firmly: "No."

"You educated people who have gone to school, the intestines in your stomach are like a nine-winding corridor, which makes people dizzy." Wu Jianfeng sighed.

Cheng Mo turned a deaf ear and gnawed on the white steamed bun. Only when he was full did he have the strength to continue with the little devil.

……

It had been a whole morning, but there was no movement from the Japanese on the opposite side. This was very abnormal. The Japanese did not attack, so the first battalion also took the opportunity to take a rest.

Cheng Mo hugged his Sanba Gai and slept all morning.

After waking up at noon and having a big meal, I saw that the Japanese on the opposite side made no movement, so I continued to hold the gun and close my eyes to rest.

If he continues to provoke at this time, the Japanese will go crazy. He doesn't want to cause trouble to his comrades, so he should stop it. This strange calm did not last long. The Japanese launched another attack just before dusk, but the attack was obviously not as powerful as yesterday.

It was not until later that I learned that the Japanese had strengthened the troops on the Dachang side, while this side was only maintaining an offensive posture.

The front line of Yunzaobin is in a bitter battle, and the rear is still constantly deploying troops to the field. The entire battle has become a huge meat grinding ground.

The 88th Division held on to its defense zone and received another wave of reinforcements. They came from Hubei and all spoke Hubei dialect.

This is probably the last batch of soldiers the 88th Division received on the Songhu battlefield.

The 524st Battalion is the main force of the th Regiment. The supplementary soldiers are the best in quality and the largest in number. More than half of Cheng Mo's st Company were supplemented.

Of course, there were not many people in the original company, and those who were alive were the only ones left. People like Wu Jianfeng were not from the 88th Division.

The current combat effectiveness of the 88th Division is not even worse than when it first entered the Songhu battlefield. Of course, the weapons and equipment have also dropped a lot.

German weapon masters have damaged equipment and have no place to replenish it. They must either use domestically produced equipment or capture Japanese weapons and equipment on the battlefield.

The 88th Division's soldiers have been replaced several times in previous battles. Now they cannot be used as the main force at all, but they cannot be withdrawn yet.

Once they retreat, the Japanese troops will advance straight in, causing the entire front to collapse. Therefore, everyone is struggling to hold on, and they know when these days will end.

In the following battle, Cheng Mo, Kui Zi, Dachun and Lao Miao acted as a fire-fighting team.

In the first battalion position, they will appear wherever there are problems. The focus is on taking care of those valuable targets.

Kuizi's disguise detection ability is very strong, and his water resistance is also very good. He can hold his breath in the water for more than two minutes. When Dachun was in middle school, Cheng Mo gave him the nickname "Xiucai". Although he has the weakest fighting ability Yes, but he learns things quickly and grows up quickly. Lao Miao is a bit old. In fact, from the perspective of future generations, he is still a young man in his early forties, but his chapped palms and face are full of His weather-wrinkled face was obviously that of an elderly person.

They have a lot of combat experience, especially some crooked ways, they know a little bit about everything, and they have many tips to save their lives.

After serving in the army for more than 20 years, it is not easy to survive until now, but it is really puzzling that he has always been a big soldier.

This guy is a typical guy who doesn't seek advancement.

But it's true that he didn't have the slightest bit of workmanship in fighting the Japanese. Otherwise, Cheng Mo wouldn't have taken him with him.

From Arhat Eleven to the Four Vajras now, half of them are gone.

The living must avenge the dead.

……

After a blocking battle, a dozen more brothers were carried off the battlefield. The dead had long been numb. Cheng Mo had not taken a shower for almost half a month, and his body had long been smelly.

There is no way, there is no such condition on the battlefield.

The beard has also grown, and the shaved head in the hospital has also grown. The bullet scratched the skin on the corners of the eyebrows, and I painted it with some plant ash, which stopped the bleeding.

I'm so exhausted that I don't want to get up when I lie down.

At this time, the only thing that can arouse interest is to have a cigarette or a sip of wine. Cigarettes are easy to deal with, and you can always touch some on the corpses of Japanese soldiers, but wine is difficult, and ammunition is unsustainable. Not to mention.

Ever since he knew that the Japs he was fighting against were from the 16th Division, Cheng Mo had killed even more ruthlessly. He would not step into the line of fire without taking away the souls of seven or eight Japs in each battle.

Over the past half month, he had lost count of how many Japs he had killed, and he was too lazy to remember.

"Brother, there are three hundred. Including the two hundred before, you have killed more than five hundred Japanese!" Cheng Mo didn't remember it himself, but someone remembered it for him. This person was Dachun.

"Really or not?" After hearing this, Kui Zi and Lao Miao jumped up and approached Cheng Mo. The three of them stared at Cheng Mo with six eyes as if they were looking at monsters.

"What are you doing? You three are also responsible for this, but you can't blame me for everything!" Cheng Mo said sternly.

"I really doubt whether you are human!" Lao Miao said.

Kuizi and Dachun nodded together.

"Okay, no one is allowed to talk about this. I don't want to be treated like a monkey." Cheng Mo reminded, "Remember, if I don't have a good time, you won't get better either."

This threat was quite effective and angered Cheng Mo. The three of them were nothing.

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