The gunshots from the north made Zhang Liguo stop. He stopped one kilometer away from Zhangmutou, grabbed the telescope and observed Zhangmutou. The entrance of the town seemed very calm, but the years of military brigade made him feel that this calm was an abnormal calm. He observed carefully for a while, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had discovered flaws in several places, and there must be an ambush at the entrance of the town. He looked at both sides again and found nothing on the hillside, so he sent a platoon to conduct a tentative attack.

The platoon was quickly shot back. The platoon leader was killed and one-third of the soldiers were killed and injured, which made him a little alert. He felt that the enemy in front of him was difficult to deal with. After that, he sent another company. The team dispersed even further. At 200 meters, gunshots sounded on the opposite side. The gunshots were not dense and sparse. However, Zhang Liguo noticed that almost every time the gun was fired, a soldier fell down. When he rushed to about 100 meters, the opponent's machine gun fired. The machine gun of his own side was also mounted, but the machine gunner was shot dead after a few shots. The sub-machine gunner was quickly killed.

After the company retreated, the company commander was seriously injured, all the platoon commanders were killed, and one-fourth of soldiers was killed and killed, and the only machine gun was left on the position. Zhang Liguo's scalp was numb. In fact, he had discovered that the number of people on the other side was not large, but the organization was very good and the soldiers were well-trained. If they wanted to capture the town, they would probably have to pay a lot of money.

The gunfire in the north became even more intense, and there were bursts of grenade explosions from time to time. It seemed that Yuan Xiajiu and Meng Xianxiang were desperately breaking through. He was determined to attack again. He called the company commander of the attacking company and told him that the opponent might have sharpshooters who specialize in attacking officers and machine gun shooters. The opponent's weakness lies in insufficient troops, so he used some of the troops to attract the opponent's firepower, and the rest took the opportunity to break in from the opponent's weak firepower.

The attack started very smoothly and soon reached a distance of fifty meters. However, here he was bombarded by the opponent's grenades, and the attack stopped. Moreover, the opponent's firepower was quickly converted. As soon as the attempt to advance was discovered, he was immediately blocked by firepower. However, Zhang Liguo discovered the second weakness of his opponent, that is, when he was attacked on the front, the flank protection was insufficient. He believed that the opponent's commander did not notice it from time to time, but they had too few people. Now this situation is the best way for them to dispel. Zhang Liguo admired this commander very much. He had been in the army for many years, had many guns, bullets, charges, and defenses, but the defense organized by the opponent's opponent was the best he had ever seen, and he used the firepower to the extreme. However, you had too few people, so failure was destined.

He turned around and ordered the guard company to prepare for attack. The guard company commander followed him for five years and saved his life twice. His reward was to upgrade him from a guard to a company commander step by step, and hand over the most elite guard company to him.

He was about to tell the company commander the attack deployment, when a more violent gunfire came from the north, with the gunfire vaguely mixed with the gunfire. The enemy on the opposite side suddenly cheered. Zhang Liguo listened carefully for a while, and his face finally changed drastically.

The sound of the military horn drove Zhang Liguo back and also drove Yuan Xiajiu and Meng Xianxiang into the abyss. For the 7th Company, it was like a dose of stimulant. The long-awaited reinforcements finally arrived. With the sound of the military horn, Yuan Meng and Meng Xianxiang collapsed. Yuan Xiajiu and Meng Xianxiang fled up the mountain under the guards' escort and fled into Guanyin Mountain. The soldiers ran all over the mountains. The second platoon and the coworkers rushed out of the town and chased the deserters. From behind the enemy was a Guangdong army wearing Guangzhou gray. They rushed tore open the enemy's guard defense line with the flag embroidered with the guards and entered the battlefield.

After the military call sounded, Zhuang Jihua immediately rushed from the south to the north. When he arrived in the north, the enemy had collapsed. Song Xilian had already led his men to attack, but he saw Du Yuming sitting beside him, pale, Zhuang Jihua's expression changed drastically, and the famous generals of the Party and the country fell here??

When he arrived next to Du Yuming, Du Yuming opened his eyes and looked at Zhuang Jihua with difficulty.

"We won the Cultural Revolution."

"Where is the injury? Is it important?" Zhuang Jihua asked nervously.

"It doesn't matter," Du Yuming struggled to get up, and Zhuang Jihua held him down: "Sit down, don't get up."

"Damn it, I'm so unlucky." Du Yuming didn't struggle anymore. He was injured when he defeated the enemy's last attack and hit him on the shoulder.

After seeing his injuries, Zhuang Jihua felt at ease and comforted him and said, "It's okay, just go back and take care of it for a while." In a relaxed mood, he stood up and said to the wounded soldiers around him, "Do you know? What is a scar? It is a medal of a soldier. A soldier of this era doesn't have such two scars on his body, so he can't be considered a good soldier."

"In the future, when there are many children and grandchildren, tell them the stories of these scars."

Zhuang Jihua followed the wounded and looked at him. He was not worried about the enemy in the south at all now. If the commander didn't run away, he would be a fool. Can the fool survive until now?

"Brothers, don't worry, you will be sent back to the rear hospital soon, where a doctor will treat you. In a few days, you will be lively again."

"Company Commander, will I be disabled?" a soldier asked with a sad face.

Zhuang Jihua looked at his wounds, the soldier's injuries were in his hands, and smiled and said, "Cancel? No, you're injured for up to one month."

"Company Commander, am I going to die?" At this time, he was seriously injured, and circles of white bandages were densely wrapped around his stomach.

Zhuang Jihua looked carefully and felt very heavy. Such injuries in his previous life would not be dying, but he did not know the medical level of this era. So he said lightly: "It's okay, it's okay if you go to the hospital to sew it, don't worry."

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The pursuit continued, and another army rushed out of the left wing, but the flag was Zhuang Jihua's familiar school military flag. Now Zhuang Jihua was completely relieved.

A dark horse ran to the entrance of the town quickly, and the officer immediately jumped off the horse and laughed loudly, "Okay, I didn't run away, you guys beat me well."

Zhuang Jihua saw his military rank: "Report to the commander, I am Zhuang Jihua, the commander of the 7th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the Second Battalion of the Second Army Training Regiment, and was ordered to block the enemy here. Which unit is the commander?"

The officer was slightly dark in his face and spoke loudly: "Wei Lihuang, the commander of the 1st regiment of the 7th Brigade of the Guangdong Army."

After saying that, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhuang Jihua's hand and said, "Brother, you did a pretty job. If it weren't for you, Yuan Xiajiu and Meng Xianxiang would have run away."

Zhuang Jihua didn't want to get involved with him, and he was still thinking about the south side.

"Does the Commander of the Guard want to have a greater contribution to the position?" Zhuang Jihua asked with a smile.

"Greater credit?" Wei Lihuang was a little surprised.

"right."

"Oh, brother, hurry up, just talk." He is from a rank and likes to go straight.

"There is about a regiment of enemies in the south. They already know that our reinforcements have arrived and are retreating. If the guard commander leads the team to chase and bite them, he will be able to wipe out all the enemies once the subsequent troops arrive, and at least most of their bodies. Do you think this is a great contribution?" Zhuang Jihua said lightly.

"Really?" Wei Lihuang was overjoyed when he heard this. You must know that the credit for annihilation of Yuan Xiajiu and Meng Xianxiang must be from the 7th Company. They can only rank second at most, but if they can catch up with the enemy in the south and annihilate it, that credit will be his.

Zhuang Jihua nodded, and Wei Lihuang immediately ordered the Third Battalion to immediately cross Zhangmutou Town and pursue south, and the Second Battalion and the First Battalion immediately gathered. The Third Battalion Commander took the order and led his troops to chase the South of the Zhen.

After being surprised, Wei Lihuang looked at Zhuang Jihua with a different eye. With a 20-fold difference in force, he dared to use a company of troops to block the enemy in the south and block the enemy in the north and win the victory. He could fully imagine the difficulties and dangers in it. Not to mention winning a battle like this, he had to consider whether he could beat him.

In fact, he was wrong. Zhang Liguotuan arrived nearly an hour earlier than them. Because Zhang Liguo was not determined to attack, he gave Zhuang Jihua a chance. If Zhang Liguotuan arrived two hours earlier, Zhuang Jihua might have adopted Hu Zongnan's suggestion and avoid the enemy's front.

The battle of the 7th Company in Zhangmutou was over, and the rest were captured and captured. Zhuang Jihua didn't care about these and handed them over to Song Xilian. He walked around the battlefield. The strong smoke and bloody smell had not dissipated. The enemy's corpses were everywhere. Looking at these corpses, they could not be happy. If he had not come to this world, would these people survive? Zhuang Jihua didn't know that killing people was really not a fun thing, and he sighed silently in his heart.

"Company Commander, Battalion Commander is here." The new messenger Zhao Hanjie saw Wang Jun walking towards him, and hundreds of people reminded Zhuang Jihua.

Zhuang Jihua looked up at Wang Jun and Zheng Dongguo who were walking towards him with spring breeze on their faces, and hurriedly greeted him.

Wang Jun was very happy. They took the wrong road halfway and wasted time. He was anxious. He was not only worried about the safety of the 7th Company, but also worried that the 7th Company could not complete the task. So he forced the troops to rush on, and even so, he only caught up with the storm.

Now the Seventh Company not only completed the task, but also completed it beautifully. He didn't care about Shangguan's majesty and just came to meet this subordinate who made great contributions.

After a few greetings, Zhuang Jihua immediately reported to him the enemy situation in the south. Wei Lihuang's regiment had already gone to pursue him. Wang Junning said for a moment: "Let's clean up the enemies here first. Let's drag the enemies in the south first. When the large army comes up, we will go there together. The Cultural Revolution, your company made great contributions this time, but the casualties are probably not small. You can rest, clean up and clean up these defeated soldiers and hand them over to the Eighth Company and the Ninth Company."

Of course, Zhuang Jihua agreed. He called Song Xilian and Huang Mingcheng back to clean the battlefield, and took back all the guns, especially machine guns. In addition, he thought that the enemy had cannons, so he sent a special person to find the enemy's cannons.

Back in the town, Cao Yuan came with the second and third platoons. After the remaining soldiers of the 7th Company gathered, there were only fifty-four people left, and there were twenty-seven minor and serious wounded people, and more than forty people were killed in the entire company.

Huang Mingcheng's team of co-workers started fighting 82 people, and now there are 47 people left, eleven more wounded, and twenty-four people were killed.

Zhuang Jihua looked at the soldiers and workers standing in front of him. They were worn out, exhausted, covered in dirty bodies and blood. However, they stood straight there, with courage and confidence radiating from their eyes.
Chapter completed!