"One cannon was lost and nine soldiers were sacrificed!" Hu Yizhou replied.

"Report!"

"speak!"

"Report to the battalion commander, the casualty statistics are out! The second company lost 60 people, 17 people were seriously injured, and 35 people were slightly injured. The third company..."

Listening to the soldiers' reports, Hu Yizhou's heart sank. Although he was not the battalion commander, these casualties had little to do with him. But these were living lives, and now they have become cold casualty figures!

"Carry the wounded to the temporary aid station, and bury the fallen brothers properly!"

After saying that, the third battalion commander took off his glasses, wiped the dust on them with a cloth, and then inadvertently touched his eyes with his cuffs a few times.

"yes!"

"This time, your artillery company performed very well! It's perfect! I will report it to you on the phone to the brigade commander! You go back to the artillery company's air-raid shelter to rest first! I guess the Japanese will not attack again during the day.

Got it!"

"yes!"

Hu Yizhou led the brothers of the artillery company back to the city. However, when they came out, 94 people were alive and kicking. Now they need to carry back nine cold bodies.

Looking at those young faces covered with blood, Hu Yizhou felt even heavier! In later generations, these children, who were only 17 or 18 years old, were either still in high school waiting for the college entrance examination, or they had already entered the university.

, are enjoying their youthful years!

However, now, they have all fallen on the battlefield against foreign enemies, using their blood and lives to explain what it means to be one hundred thousand young people and one hundred thousand soldiers!

This is the tragedy of this era and the consequence of the country’s weakness!

When we returned to the air-raid shelter, the entire air-raid shelter was already occupied by the wounded, and the smell of blood and the wails of the wounded hit our faces.

"Let's go over there!" Hu Yizhou and the others could only squeeze into three air-raid shelters and leave the other three to the wounded.

"Quickly, gauze!" Dr. Cui's voice was a little hoarse.

"Here we come!" Cui Eryue also responded in a hurry.

Hu Yizhou didn't know what anti-inflammatory drugs they used on the wounded. He didn't have the ability to make anti-inflammatory drugs now, but he couldn't and didn't want to watch here.

So, he threw the bucket into the well, got a basin of water and washed his hands before entering Dr. Cui's air-raid shelter.

"I'll do it!" Hu Yizhou took over a wounded man and began to bandage him, ignoring February's little look.

"The bullet penetrated the wound, but no bones were hurt! Bear with it!"

"Ah..." The alcohol-soaked cotton wool was pinched with tweezers until it came out...

Hu Yizhou can handle some injuries. Although he is not up to the level of a professional surgeon, he can still treat some common injuries! After all, he is also a person who has lived in a hail of bullets for many years!

With Hu Yizhou's help, dozens of lightly injured people were finally rescued before dark, and during this period, more than 20 seriously injured people closed their eyes forever.

"If medical technology were more advanced, these people should be able to survive! But..."

Hu Yizhou feels that there are a lot of sighs today. Maybe it has something to do with the too many deaths he has seen these days? Or maybe it has something to do with the too many sacrifices of his compatriots he has seen! After all, those who died when he was a mercenary in later generations were from foreign countries.

people……

After dinner, Hu Yizhou couldn't sleep and didn't want to sleep, so he took Fang Hao and others to go around the city!

After the daytime bombing of Baoshan City, there were not many intact buildings, that is, the places near the city wall and those relatively sturdy buildings were preserved!

It's now early September, it's still early before dark, and Hu Yizhou arrives near the battalion headquarters.

"The lotus-picking boat is pointed at both ends."

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey”

"Sister, sit in the middle"

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey”

"..."

Far away, I heard someone singing, seemingly very happy, but Hu Yizhou could hear the pain in it.

It's no wonder that the Third Battalion sacrificed about a hundred brothers today, but annihilated even more Japanese invaders, a total of four to five hundred!

Although most of these annihilation figures have to be attributed to the artillery company, no matter who is responsible, as long as the Japanese are annihilated, everyone will be happy! As for casualties, these veterans who are used to life and death are more open-minded!

However, after all, we are brothers who have sacrificed more than a hundred people, so it is inevitable to feel sad! And this is the first day of fighting! So what about the second day? What about the third day?

Hu Yizhou entered the courtyard of the headquarters and saw several officers under the third battalion commander lighting a bonfire and having fun singing and dancing.

"It's quite lively here!" Hu Yizhou walked over.

"Here comes the master! Come on! The Japanese canned beef! Not much has been captured. These belong to your artillery company and will be delivered to you soon!" Li Junqiu saw Hu Yizhou and immediately came up to him happily.

"You don't know, the little devil left in a hurry and took nothing with him except the wounded! We made a lot of money this time! We just finished settling the accounts here, and there is a piece of stuff from your artillery company.

Serve!" Li Junquan was explaining this to the camp.

"It's nothing! They are all fighting the Japanese! But we will share as much as the Japanese grenade grenades! We have use for these things, and you can take care of the rest!" Hu Yizhou said.

"It's necessary! Do you know how many Japanese were killed today? 475! They must be dead! Let's relieve our hatred! Oh, by the way, this is reserved for you!"

Li Junqiu put his hand into his pocket, took out a watch and handed it to Hu Yizhou.

"Longines? What a good thing!" Hu Yizhou was a man who knew the goods and knew the value of this thing until his time.

"It's in the hands of a squadron leader! There's nothing taboo about it, right?" Li Junzhi said with a smile.

"Taboo? He was killed even while he was alive, why are you afraid of a dead person?" Hu Yizhou put on the watch directly.

"Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

"Oh! My eyes have been opened today! Really! We used to use mortars in battles in the past, and that was it! But in the hands of Company Commander Hu, the cannon fire was so enjoyable!" said the first company commander.

"Okay! Don't talk about anything else! Stay alert tonight to guard against Japanese night attacks!" said the third company commander.

"It has been arranged a long time ago! Waiting for them!" The deputy of the third battalion returned.

"Master! Thank you for your idea today! Two flanking firepower points killed dozens of Japs!" Captain Sun said when he returned to the city.

"That's all I have for a few moments! I just came up with ideas! The brothers fought bravely and tenaciously!" Hu Yizhou did not take credit.

"Yes! We have been brothers for many years! It's a pity that this battle is basically lost!" Captain Sun showed a sad expression on his face. In today's battle, the entire second company was basically destroyed! One company was still alive

There is only one platoon that can fight.

"Alas...they are all heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country!" Hu Yizhou sighed.

"I heard you singing just now, let me sing a song for you too! It will be used as a memorial to the brothers who died in the war!"
Chapter completed!