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Chapter 333 The Daybreak

As soon as the crossfire formed, the retreating Murakami squadron immediately suffered a near-destructive blow. The Japanese soldiers who originally threw away their legs and ran back were knocked to the ground by the hail of bullets from the side.

"What a pity! There are no flares, no searchlights, there are too many restrictions in night battles!" Hu Yizhou couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the figures of the Japanese soldiers who disappeared and appeared after the grenade exploded.

However, it’s just a sigh. He really couldn’t make an infrared night vision device and a thermal imaging night vision device! Even though he had their principles and some drawings in his head, the current manufacturing level

And technological development is not enough to manufacture it!

Maybe Yingjiang and the Germans can make it, but Jiuzhai Arsenal is still inferior! Hu Yizhou knows this very well.

Of course, thermal imaging technology is already being studied by scientists. Even the Germans discovered the thermothermal effect decades ago, and the Italians also invented the heat multiplier a few years ago.

But these are not enough to create a thermal imaging device suitable for military use.

However, we are trying to develop infrared night vision devices. For example, we can get some infrared transmission materials such as lead sulfide before the Germans do. Eagle sauce began to use infrared night vision devices on Okinawa in 1945, so

Could Jiuzhai have been built a few years earlier?

"It seems that we still have to find a way to go to Yingjiang's house. The basic industry here is still too bad. It is unrealistic to catch up in such a short time! But we can try to make some high-power searchlights.

Come out! Wade Wilson can’t come in vain!”

After thinking about the impractical night vision device, Hu Yizhou had no choice but to put it aside temporarily because the battle was over!

On the battlefield, after more than ten minutes of fighting, there were no more Japanese soldiers on the battlefield who fought back, and the guard company also retreated into the camp. Last-minute strikes? That was something that could only be done after dawn!

It's dark at night and you can't see clearly at your feet. Now you can't see clearly when you do a last-ditch attack. What if you miss it and get hit with a black gun? This is not about dealing with one or two squads, nor is it a sneak attack at night. This is serious.

The lighting conditions are not good enough for night battles in the jungle!

Of course, the main reason is that the current location of the security regiment is between the positions of several divisions of the Shanxi-Sui Army. There are two divisions there just from the front to Yuncheng.

Regarding the battle just now, nearby friendly forces have sent more than ten telegrams asking about the situation and asking if reinforcements are needed.

Regardless of whether the person was being hypocritical or sincerely helping, Hu Yizhou told people not to need reinforcements and to pay close attention to their own positions so as not to be touched by the Japanese.

Since we are surrounded by friendly forces and we have won the battle, there is no need to blindly go out to touch up the damage. We just need to wait until daybreak before going up to touch up the damage! Of course, it has not been long since dawn, and the sky is turning white.

, the visual conditions have improved a lot.

"Gather the team, check the battle damage, treat the wounded, sort out the bodies of the brothers who died in the battle and put them here! Send a telegram to Cui Geng and the others to return!" Hu Yizhou ordered.

"yes!"

Some soldiers carried the injured soldiers into a tent for treatment. The security group arranged medics and medical soldiers for each battalion, company and platoon, and they began to be busy when the battle began.

"One, two, three..." Hu Yizhou's heart bleeds as he looks at the bodies of the soldiers who died in the battle being lined up one by one. These are elite soldiers who have been carefully trained, and they died like this.

Got here.

"Captain...are you injured?" Master Dao saw that Hu Yizhou was not in a good mood, so he came over and asked.

"No! Master Tao, take your disciples to help and see if the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine can save a few more brothers and bring them back!" Hu Yizhou said.

"I have made arrangements! Their medical skills are very good and they can help with the treatment! The Supreme Lord has decreed that I will transcend your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and I will be blessed by you in all your lives..." The Taoist Master began to recite the "Rebirth Mantra".

Time passed quickly and the sky was already bright.

"Okay, it's daybreak! The third company goes up to finish the damage, the guard company is on alert on the battlefield, and the Qin Bing Company comes back and asks them to clean up the battlefield! Remember, the sacrifices of the brothers who died in the battle must be prepared, three Japanese heads per person! Su

Health, alert, let me take a rest!"

It was daybreak, and it was time to retaliate. It was time to retaliate. A night attack occurred. It was estimated that there were still many things to do today, so Hu Yizhou decided to take a nap first to deal with the troubles that would come.

"Service team, follow me!" The sixth son of the Su family called to the service team and set off the whistle for Hu Yizhou.

"The guard company spreads out and occupies favorable angles on the battlefield, keeping an eye on the corpses of the Japanese. Anyone who dares to pretend to be dead and shoot someone illegally will be killed immediately by me!"

"Third Company, follow me up here, and we'll hit you one by one, life or death!" Zhang Lingxing on the other side had long been waiting for Hu Yizhou's order.

According to past practice, the work of finishing wounds and cleaning the battlefield was done by the new recruits! Even though the third company had already formed a combat effectiveness, in front of the first company and the second company's guard company, there were still recruits to supplement the company.

Fortunately, there is now an additional Qin Bing Company, and these are all real recruits. Well, not bad...

"Pfft, sizzle, ah... snap..."

Soon, the sound of bayonets piercing flesh could be heard on the battlefield that had just been fought, as well as the wails of Japanese soldiers before their death, and the sound of gunshots fired directly in case of an unexpected incident...

"Our unit encountered a strong blockage by the Chinese army. The enemy's firepower and combat effectiveness were strong. Our unit was defeated and we were looking for an opportunity to retreat! In addition, Kimura's squadron has been silent after a fierce battle. It is expected that all of them have been shattered! - Murakami!"

When the two squadrons came out, they took one of the few remaining radio stations of the 20th Division with them in order to facilitate contact. As a result, what the leader of the Japanese Division was waiting for was not a telegram of a successful return and how much supplies he had brought back, but a telegram of how much supplies he had brought back.

It is a telegram that is close to a farewell message.

"Baga! Bang!" The division commander slapped his palm on the table. Even though the shock made his palms hurt, the old devil still felt that his heartache was not as good as his own.

"Nearly four hundred soldiers!" The old devil felt quite sad.

There is no way. After nearly a month of fighting, the troops cannot be replenished. The 20th Division has too many combat-ready troops! Even some civilian personnel and heavy supplies have been organized into combat regiments.

!How can the old Japanese not feel distressed at the sudden loss of two serious field infantry squadrons?

"I just hope that the Murakami Squadron can escape!" The old Japanese glanced at the red circle around Yuncheng on the map, then looked at the red dot where the security group's camp was located and the surrounding red circles. He felt that the Murakami Squadron could come back.

The possibility is basically zero.
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