Even so, the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas who destroyed this small team of Japanese devils also paid a great price, with the casualties ratio almost reaching one to two.

And this is still an ambush, with some preset positions. If this is not the case, I am afraid that the two companies of the Eighth Route Army, plus the 180 guerrillas, would not dare to attack easily.

It sounds a bit frustrating, but this was the situation on the Anti-Japanese War at that time.

The Chinese army almost fights against the invaders by humans. It is quite common to change two, three, or even five or six.

There is no way, the combat quality is there! How many bullets can the Japanese devils shoot during training? How many opportunities can Chinese soldiers have for live ammunition before they go into battle?

Within 200 meters, the Japanese's hit rate was already very high; within 100 meters, it was already amazing.

On the other hand, being able to hit the chest targets at about 100 meters is already considered a good marksman among the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas; being able to reach a shooting distance of 200 meters is also an excellent or special shooter in the army.

In addition, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and the guerrillas were not as clean as those of the Japanese in tactical actions. When fighting, even if they had a position, it was inevitable that there would be greater casualties under the accurate shooting of the Japanese.

Shen Chen had long realized the power of the Japanese. It was only a distance of one or two hundred meters. The Japanese's marksmanship was not much different from his, and it was very threatening.

Therefore, Shen Chen tried to use longer-distance snipers to widen the gap with the Japanese. At the same time, his disguise and concealment were even more powerful. In this regard, the Japanese were even farther away from him.

The battle ended, and it was a victory, but it was still a great victory. But for the regular army and the guerrillas, the atmosphere was completely different.

For regular troops, frequent wars are common, and casualties are common. Until now, a company may have changed several generations of people.

Therefore, after the temporary grief, if you should celebrate victory, if you should recruit soldiers, if you should supplement personnel, and soon you can return to an energetic state.

It may be uncomfortable to say, but this is how soldiers in the war era were. In the tempering of blood and fire, emotions were wrapped in a hard shell.

And how could an army shrouded in the haze of sadness and loss, a lifeless army, wrap up the wounds and continue to fight?

But the guerrillas had never experienced such great losses, more than a dozen were killed and many wounded.

The day before yesterday, I was having dinner together yesterday, and the comrades who were joking could never see them again. For the young team members, how could they adapt to it in a while?

Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou have done a lot of work, but people's hearts cannot be stable for a while.

With a "bang!", Yu Baogen, who was driving the car, whipped it, but it sounded weak and listless.

Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake their heads.

Shen Chen also sat in the car, reached out and pushed Yu Baogen, and said, "Go up and go wherever he is. Can you fight against the Japanese in the future? He looks lifeless, I want to kick you down with one kick."

Yu Baogen is a team member under Shen Chen and was the first to follow him. The two of them are already very familiar with each other, so Shen Chen is so casual and doesn't have to think too much about speaking.

Hehe, Yu Baogen showed a grey smile than crying, and then he looked bitter again.

Chen Chen stopped the car, jumped down and headed straight for the woods on the side of the road, and disappeared behind the trees.

Lao Zhou and Zhao Tie also knew what she was doing, so they chatted casually.

"Damei's heart is very hard!" Old Zhou didn't know if this was a good thing, so he said in a pondering manner: "In theory, such a team member is qualified, but--"

Zhao Tie thought for a while and said, "Her heart is hot, but there is a hard shell wrapped around the outside."

Yu Baogen sighed and interrupted, "Our captain said, if it was her - that, everyone was not allowed to cry. If anyone cried, she would crawl out of the coffin at night and strangle the crying person to death."

Old Zhou choked up suddenly. This was really scary. This was even more true for those team members who were born in peasants and had feudal superstitions in their heads.

Zhao Tie rolled his eyes straight when he heard this, but he really didn't know what to say. After a while, he said, "This girl is really out of cure."

Old Zhou looked up and saw Chen Chen coming, and quickly waved his hand and said, "If there is no treatment, there is no treatment. Why do you want to cure her?"

Zhao Tie smiled bitterly, feeling that the difficulty is no less than fighting the Japanese.

Before noon, Zhao Tie and others had already arrived at Xiaoyushu Village where Company Commander Jiang and his friends stationed.

The ambush was won and more than half of the enemies in the Zuwang stronghold were eliminated. As usual, we should celebrate it.

The district committee also wanted to take this opportunity to entertain the main force that came back, expand publicity, and enhance the morale of the base area.

Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou rushed over, hoping to celebrate with the main force and clear the gloomy atmosphere of the guerrillas. Of course, there is also the matter of asking Chen Chen's pistol to go back.

Because the people who were decided to come to visit me tomorrow, the troops cleaned the village inside and outside, and their clothes were neatly organized, and the soldiers all looked energetic.

Although Jiang Lian suffered greater casualties because of reinforcements of guerrillas, the troops became more angry after just one day. The slogans during training were shocking, and the sound of killing was exciting and exciting.

Several people passed the post and came directly to the company headquarters. Under the guidance of the sentry, they stepped in.

When he entered the house, Company Commander Jiang was sitting at the table, where there were disassembled guns and were using a piece of coarse cloth dipped in lubricating oil to wipe the gun.

Chen Chen had sharp eyes and could see clearly that it was his "Eight Sound" and that was the Browning M19oo semi-automatic pistol at a glance.

Just as he was about to step forward, Zhao Tie blocked him intentionally or unintentionally, and quietly made a gesture to signal him to be calm.

Seeing Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou enter the house, Company Commander Jiang hurriedly put down the parts in his hand, got up and greeted him with a smile.

After shook hands with Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou, Company Commander Jiang turned his attention to Chen Chen again, and Zhao Tie hurriedly introduced him.

"So it's the heroine who killed the Japanese Grandpa!" Company Commander Jiang laughed, shook hands with Chen Chen, and said, "I have heard Lao Zhou and Team Zhao talk about it for a long time. Today I saw it. It looks heroic and extraordinary."

Chen Chen just smiled and greeted him simply, "Hello, Company Commander Jiang."

Corps Jiang reached out to signal and gave in enthusiastically, "Sit down, please sit down."

After everyone sat down, Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou told him about the guerrillas' desire to have a party with Jiang Lian and celebrate their victory.

Company Commander Jiang agreed and asked the correspondents to find Instructor Yang. This kind of condolences, partying and political instructors were even more skilled. Company Commander Jiang seemed to be unwilling to care.

After saying this, it was time to get a gun.

Zhao Tie hesitated, but still said with a stingy bullet and said, "There is another thing to bother Company Commander Jiang."

Company Commander Jiang didn't know what was going on and said happily: "Is it troublesome or not? I'm so kind."

Zhao Tie smiled embarrassedly. Although he had made a guarantee when he came, the gun was in his hands and looked very caring. He was really embarrassed to speak.

He was not easy to speak, Chen Chen thought he was Mo Ji and said directly: "Company Commander Jiang, the gun on your desk is mine."

An orderly soldier came in to pour water for everyone. When he heard Chen Chen talking, he couldn't help looking at him suspiciously.

Company Commander Jiang was also stunned, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "It turned out that Comrade Damei was left on the battlefield. When the third platoon leader handed over, I was puzzled. I had never seen a Japanese use such a gun. I thought it was worn by the Imperial Army! Since it was yours, then take it back!"

The orderly soldier curled his lips when he heard this. He knew that Company Commander Jiang loved this pistol very much, so why did he return it as soon as he said it?

"This war is really strange. You can even throw a gun!" The orderly soldier dared not object directly, so he said something strange sarcastically.

Chen Chen glanced at this guy, didn't say anything, but he was not polite in his hands, and assembled it neatly, changed into a new magazine, and inserted it back into the holster on his thigh.

Company Commander Jiang couldn't help but smile and nodded, praising: "I just heard that your spear is accurate and you can't shoot it. But this pistol is very skillful!"

Seeing that the gun was coming back, Zhao Tie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Chen Chen had occupied the light of the woman, so Company Commander Jiang naturally couldn't argue with her.

"That's right." Zhao Tie felt that it would be better to explain for Chen Chen, so as not to let the orderly soldier take a slight face. "The battle was very fierce at that time. Thanks to the third platoon of reinforcements, the guerrillas were not destroyed. Comrade Damei, seeing the situation was critical, he rushed over bravely and knocked down more than a dozen enemies in succession with a short gun. After the bullets were all gone, a Japanese rushed up with a bayonet. Before she could change the magazine, she smashed the gun out, smashing the Japanese and bloodied..."

"I am worthy of being a heroine. I dare to fight with the Japanese face to face." After Zhao Tiegang finished speaking, as he spoke, Instructor Yang walked in and shook hands with everyone with a smile.

Instructor Yang shook hands with Shen Chen, with gentle eyes, looked at it carefully, and nodded with a smile.

Chen Chen was always so plain and steady, or generous and decent, not as cramped and shy as women often had at that time.

After everyone sat back, Instructor Yang asked curiously again: "Captain Zhao just said that there were about ten Japanese devils, all of whom were beaten to death by Comrade Damei?"

Chen Chen hurriedly explained: "Captain Zhao is talking about knocking down, that is, he is shot and fell to the ground. Then, those who die or are not dead will almost be filled with a few bayonets."

This is the case during battles, especially in hand-to-hand combat. Sometimes, if several bayonets stab a single enemy at the same time, can you say that your sword is the deadliest?

Chen Chen said this, in fact, it is not that he is humble, but that he is closer to the actual situation.

Company Commander Jiang said with a gentle chin: "That's great, too. Defeating more than ten Japanese devils can at least save the critical situation. The situation at that time, the third platoon leader told me, it was very intense and critical. The comrades in the guerrillas fought very tenaciously, so that this complete and complete victory would be achieved."

"Thanks to the timely reinforcements of the main force, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

Lao Zhou was not humble, but was seeking truth from facts. Then he told the story of the guerrillas celebrating victory with Jiang Lian.

"Welcome!" Instructor Yang immediately agreed and said with a smile: "I'm still worried about not having any amusement programs, and the condolences are monotonous and dry!"

Company Commander Jiang also smiled and said, "The atmosphere is really not warm enough just by beating gongs and drums, and then speaking by the heads of the army and local governments."

Zhao Tie hesitated for a moment, not daring to make a promise, so he left room for him to say, "The guerrillas are not like the troops, and they have never learned any songs. As for other programs, I'm afraid they can't make any moves."

"I'm humble, right?" Company Commander Jiang smiled and said, "It's not that the Spring Festival is very good. The lesbians in the guerrillas are versatile and very popular!"

As he said that, Company Commander Jiang looked at Chen Chen and said, "This time there is Comrade Damei, the program will be more exciting!"

Chen Chen waved his hand quickly and said, "I can't do anything except shooting the Japanese." After that, he stood up and said, "You discuss the matter, I won't disturb you."

Zhao Tie opened his mouth and wanted to stop Chen Chen, but he still didn't speak in the end.

"Don't go far." Instructor Yang reached out and shouted: "I have someone arrange a meal, it will be fine in a while."

Chen Chen agreed and walked out.

After finding Yu Baogen outside, Chen Chen sat in the carriage and chatted with him casually.

"Captain, someone is giving us some advice!" Yu Baogen suddenly whined and reminded Chen Chen.

Chen Chen turned around and looked at it. It was the little orderly soldier beside Company Commander Jiang. He was talking to an Eighth Route Army with a bandage wrapped around his head, and his eyes were looking at this side from time to time.

I guess I was unwilling to give up, but the gun was coming back, and Chen Chen didn't want to care about what the soldier thought or what he said.

But Chen Chen didn't want to pay attention, but someone came to him.

The Eighth Route Army was the third platoon leader. He was injured in the battle, but he seized a good gun. After being handed over, he was left by the company commander. He loved it very much, so he was naturally happy.

But when the small orderly soldier said that the guerrillas came to ask for the gun, the company commander had already returned the gun to the other party, and the third platoon leader was not happy.

Well, this gun is yours. But we rushed to reinforcements and suffered such a huge casualty. Did you save your guerrillas? At least it also caused you to lose a lot of people, right?

Now, I don’t want to thank you, but I still come to ask for a gun. Although the main force needs to take care of the local troops, the person who throws the gun is still a woman, isn’t it a bit unkind to do this?

The more the third platoon leader thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, but he also knew that if he rashly went up and asked for it, the argument would be better than his. When the company commander and instructor knew about it, they would definitely have to give him a punishment, or at least educate him and scold him.

After thinking for a while, the third platoon leader had an idea and walked over.

Chen Chen tilted his head and looked at the Eighth Route Army, like a cadre, carrying a box cannon, but he didn't know what he was going to do.

"Hello, it's Comrade Sun Damei from the guerrillas?" The third platoon leader squeezed out a smile and greeted him.

Chen Chen nodded and said, "Hello. May I ask you--"

"I am the platoon leader of the third platoon, named Liu Biao." The platoon leader laughed and said, "I have heard from the comrades in the guerrillas that you have long talked about. You have a good skill to penetrate Yang with a hundred steps!"

Chen Chen smiled and said, "It's not that lingering, it's just a little more accurate than others."
Chapter completed!