Although the commander of the Military Commission said that all the Japanese forces had begun to retreat, the current commanders in Hengyang City dare not believe it.

After all, they are all adults who have been fooled for more than a hundred days, and if they don’t teach them a lesson, they will be foolish.

Tang Dao, reconnaissance company commander Lu Sanjiang and mountain infantry company commander Gu Xishui each led a reconnaissance team, which reconnaissed 10 kilometers from the south, west and north directions. The three parties verified that the main force of the Japanese army was indeed retreating with great strides.

In order to increase the speed of the march, many heavy equipment damaged during war were directly abandoned, including trucks, heavy machine guns, and even mountain cannons and 105 howitzers, which was never possible before.

It can be seen how much oppressive the Chinese main force advancing towards Hengyang gave the 11th Army of Japan.

In fact, compared with the 80,000 Chinese army that was heading towards Hengyang, what Hengshan Yong was most concerned about was the remaining troops in Hengyang City.

In the past three days, China invested nearly 20,000 troops in counterattack. Whether it was firepower, troops or fighting will, it was still a furious person. Once this remnant army was stuck, the more than 30,000 Japanese troops still around Hengyang City would be really packed with dumplings.

Although Yokoyama also judged that the Hengyang defenders were the last move, he did not dare to gamble after all. If these crazy Chinese people still had the last amount of energy, even if they were entangled with them for 24 hours, the 80,000 Chinese army, which was only 40 kilometers away from Hengyang, could completely conquer them, and even a dog could not escape.

In fact, Yokoyama's judgment was correct. The Hengyang defenders were already exhausted. Not to mention entangling more than 30,000 Japanese troops for 24 hours, at this time, as long as the Japanese army had two more rounds, most of the Chinese troops on the positions were out of ammunition and food.

And this is not the most important thing. After 58 days of street fighting and three days of counterattack, the Japanese army relied on four or five times that of China and could rotate, while the Chinese defenders were purely supported by a breath, and both physically and mentally, they had reached the limit.

It's like a tight wire rope that will break at any time.

"The Japanese are really retreating, and their main force is already 10 kilometers away from Hengyang. We can inform the entire Hengyang army that the Hengyang defense battle is over!" Tang Dao sent a message to the Sixing Tuan headquarters on the walkie-talkie, leaning against the charred mountain, searching in his pocket.

At this time, he didn't want to do anything else, so he just wanted to light a cigarette and calm down!

However, there was no stock anymore. In the early morning, he had already smoked the last cigarette on his body.

"Sir, give it!"

Cao Ying, who followed Tang Dao, took out a wrinkled cigarette from there and handed it to Tang Dao. The cigarette roll was soaked with sweat and was covered with body temperature, and it turned pale yellow. It should be that the second lieutenant of the reconnaissance company had treasured it for several days but was not willing to smoke it.

"Haha! Ying is a timely help for you. When it's time to celebrate victory, if you don't have it, I really can't laugh." Tang Dao laughed.

He used his hand to sniff the cigarette into three pieces, and handed it to Cao Yingchong and another scout. Tang Dao himself put the short cigarette under his nose and smelled it for a while before lit the match that Cao Yingchong was rubbing and took a deep breath.

After a long time, light blue smoke spurted out from his nostrils, and Tang Dao looked up at the sky.

It was Mid-Autumn Festival at this time, and it was raining lightly on the eve of the previous day. The heat gradually faded from two days ago, and the sky was also blue.

If it weren't for the war that the war had turned the mountain black, and sitting in the green mountains, looking at the blue sky and blowing the refreshing wind, the mood would have been extremely happy.

"How many more do you have?" Tang Dao asked casually.

"There are 17 more now, and there are 21 lying in the hospital! I haven't visited them for a while, and I don't know if there are 10 who will be able to return to the team in the end." Cao Ying chung lowered his head and calculated for a moment, and replied.

The fine lines at the corners of Tang Dao's eyes became more delicate again.

The Reconnaissance Company is the most elite infantry company in the regiment, with each platoon full of 64 people, and there are less than 40 wounded people, which means that as many as one-third of the casualties, not to mention that the four infantry battalions that have been on the front line can only be more tragic.

"Yingchong, do you think your brothers will blame me? I blame me for bringing them to this Jedi? If I hadn't insisted on coming to Hengyang, no one in the 9th War Zone could have been able to move my four-way group." Tang Dao's low voice suddenly rang.

Cao Yingchong was stunned and turned his eyes to his young commander, his heart suddenly twitched.

In his eyes, he, the young commander, is always decisive and firm. No matter what bad situation he encounters, he will collapse in front of him without changing color. It seems that everything is under control. This also creates a thinking inertia of thinking. It seems that as long as the young commander is here, the only thing that welcomes the four commander will be able to win.

But when Cao Ying rushes to stare at his young commander so close, he suddenly finds that his commander seems to have changed, not because of the hideous scar on his cheek.

To be honest, from the perspective of a man, the scar is more like a warrior's medal, with more fierceness, adding a bit of mature and masculine to the already heroic young leader.

It’s not because Tang Dao’s face is black and rough. The beard on his lips and jaw should have been shaved for almost a month, showing its roughness.

But his eyes!

However, a few thin wrinkles suddenly climbed up at the corner of his eyes at some point, and his eyes looking up at the sky were even deeper.

Perhaps only those who understand him can see that there is sorrow in it!

The Four Army Group fought bloody battles in Hengyang for 111 days, and the number of people in the group before entering Hengyang City has increased to more than 900 now, with a reduction of nearly 85%.

I heard that many veterans who followed the regiment commander since the Battle of Four Stars have died in battle. They did not die on the battlefield for seven years, but died in Hengyang City!

There are also veterans who joined after the Battle of Licheng, veterans who joined after the Battle of Jindong, veterans who joined after the Battle of Zishan, and many familiar faces will become eternal in memory in this battle. They will never raise their hands and shake hands when they meet again. They will no longer hold up their steel guns together and cheer for victory in the distance.

As the leader of the group, how can Tang Dao not be sad?

"Sir, I really can't answer you for your question, because I'm still alive." Cao Yingchong thought for a long time and finally replied.

"However, when I was trapped in that small village with my old rival, Lu Daqiu, during the battle of the Purple Mountains, the dying Lu Daqiu asked me and asked me if the regiment commander would come to save us. I didn't lie to him. I said it was not that the regiment commander who didn't want to come to save us, but that he couldn't save us.

Sir, at that time I thought I was dead, and Lao Lu thought so, but do you know? I was really not afraid at all. I even thought that the Japanese would come faster so that I could reunite with the brothers in my class. As for whether to say whether to complain or not, it didn't appear in my mind at all.

I joined the army after the Battle of Licheng. After our regiment broke through Licheng, I helped our regiment transport supplies and then stayed in our regiment. For nothing else, I just called me to dinner for a brother at that time and called me to dinner for my little brother.

Do you know, sir? Since the Japanese entered Licheng, we Chinese are pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, and they can be slaughtered at any time. My little sister Zhang Xiaosan met a Japanese devil on the street without bowing immediately, and was stabbed to death by a Japanese man with a bayonet. Although we are alive, we live in fear, even pigs, dogs, cows and sheep are worse than pigs, dogs, cows and sheep.

But when I joined the Four-Road Group, my parents used my military pay to build houses in the town, and my younger brothers and sisters could also fill their stomachs. I saluted the company commander, and the company commander returned the gifts. During the holiday, I walked home on the way home, and the people I met greeted me kindly.

I also met the girl I like in the army. Although I hadn't told her yet, I could see her red face when she looked at me. Whenever that time, my heart was like a flower, and I had never lived like this.

I knew in my heart that these were all given to me by the Four-Enterprise Group, and they were given to me by the identity of a Chinese soldier. For nothing else, I just wanted to give my life to our group. Death was never so scary for me.

Of course, if I can still live, I want to continue to live.

My brothers, they died, but their parents are still there, and someone will still have to support them. I promised them all, and they will die if they die. But those who survived must have dozens of sons of parents. If anyone fails to do it, the dead brothers will sit at his bedside and scold him for being a goddaughter every day.

I also plan to do that day when our China wins, I will not join the army. I will take the military pay I have saved to find the parents and take them all to the Taihang Mountains. I will farm, cut down trees and build houses to support them.

"Platform leader, and I'm still there! My family is in southern Hebei, where can I grow wheat? There are no Japanese anymore. As long as I am willing to work hard, I can definitely give my parents a bun." Another soldier hurriedly interjected.

"The sacrificing brothers' parents' retirement will be considered by the group and will do their best to help. We will never let our brothers shed blood and cry." Tang Dao, who was comforted, patted the shoulders of the two subordinates.

"But! You elite soldiers and powerful generals may not be able to go farming. The Japanese were beaten away. Our big fat piece of meat in China is still there. There are so many jackals, tigers and leopards in this world."

"No matter where I come from, I will be killed by jackals, tigers and leopards, as long as I dare to hand my claws at me, I will chop him up." The young scout was full of murderous aura.

He has been there for the Hell-like Hengyang, and this young scout is really not afraid of any opponents.

"Okay! Whoever stretches out his claws will chop him up." Tang Dao smiled slightly.

He lay down to the sky and muttered to himself: "He is a fairy, Banban, do you know what I want to do most now?"

The two scouts were stunned.

"I want to have a sleep the most!" Tang Dao closed his eyes, and when his voice was so faint that he heard a slight cry.

He sleeps for no more than 3 hours a day for several consecutive months. Even the Tieman, Tang Dao can't hold on. He fell asleep on the charred soil where the smoke of gunpowder had not completely dissipated and the fire was still left on the land.

Several scouts more than thirty meters away looked at their sleeping commander, slightly surprised, but more respectful.

That was the tough guy who could lead his troops to 100 miles at night to launch a raid on the Japanese army and enter Jiangxia City alone to kill two senior Japanese generals in a row. He fell asleep like a baby. It can be seen how much energy and effort he has spent in the past few months.

Perhaps, it was not Tang Dao who fell asleep alone on the battlefield.

"I won, I won!"

"Excellent, the goddamn Japanese are actually scared!"

"Mad, stop shouting, let me sleep for a while, I'm so tired!"

After receiving the news from the scouts, Hengyang Command finally determined that the Japanese army had really retreated and informed the entire army of the good news of the victory.

Many officers and soldiers walked out of the bunker and celebrated their victory with cheers.

But surprisingly, the cheers were not as thunderous as they imagined, but were more calm.

It’s not that the military and civilians hadn’t reacted for a while, but that after receiving the news of victory, many officers and soldiers finally reacted and fell asleep after receiving the news of victory.

There were shocking calls from countless positions!

They are too tired!

I was so tired that I didn’t even have the strength to cheer and win!

I don’t know how many positions there are, and those who patrol with guns are the supreme commanders of the department!

This is the battlefield of victory, and it is also a battlefield of silence and silence!

"Except for leaving necessary sentries, the entire army will rest!" Fang Xianjue issued the first military order after inspecting some positions.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! To put it bluntly, it means that all the members go to bed.

As for celebration banquets, there is really nothing. It would be great if Hengyang can fill the wounded soldiers now. The combat troops have not had any supplies for a week.

Originally, Fang Xianjue wanted to let second-line soldiers, communication soldiers, baggage soldiers and other second-line soldiers go to the pond and catch some fish in the river. When he was about to order, he remembered that all these second-line soldiers had been sent to the front line.

The first commander of Hengyang was both sad and helpless, taking the reserve service that had not participated in the war in Hengyang City to the pond to start a fishing and shrimp operation.

The soldiers under his command had slept. When they woke up, they had to drink at least a bit of fish soup!

However, Fang Xianjue ordered the use of grenades and other explosives to slaughter fish, and could only be caught manually to avoid disturbing the officers and soldiers who had fallen asleep.

The morning of September 22!

The day after the Japanese army withdrew completely, the vanguard of the 74th Army and an infantry battalion were the first to arrive at the outskirts of Hengyang.

After careful observation, I finally found a position with a garrison. After approaching and observing, I was surprised to find that there was only one lieutenant sentry on the position in front of me, wearing a Chinese army uniform.

After the contact between the two sides was confirmed as a friendly army, the army major led his troops into the position.

There are Chinese people everywhere, and they are sleeping soundly.

Some were wearing military uniforms, while others were wearing ragged civilian uniforms. They were obviously not regular soldiers. The only thing in common is that although they were all asleep, they still held a rifle firmly.

When the gunshots sounded, the Army Major had every reason to believe that such a group of guys who were not like regular soldiers would definitely pick up their guns and re-enter the combat state.

Because they blocked more than 100,000 Japanese troops' attacks for more than 110 days, creating a miracle in military history.

Facing the army lieutenant in front of him with a haggard face but still straight waist, and those soldiers who were still sleeping in the mud with ragged uniforms like beggars, the army major battalion commander, who was known as the most elite infantry army in China, took the lead in lifting his right arm.

"Salute to Hengyang defenders!"

"salute!"

The most elite Chinese army saluted the Chinese army, which was more elite than them.
Chapter completed!