Tang Dao did not rush to order the entire army to move the supplies immediately, but instead ordered the entire army to rest on the spot.

On the battlefield just after the battle, all the officers and soldiers of the Independent Battalion sat on the ground around the nearly 100 bonfires that had been set up.

There is no wine, only meat.

No classification or military service, each soldier is given two cans of canned food.

All of them were beef or canned fish seized from Japanese military supplies. The Japanese army’s logistics that first landed on the Chinese battlefield were much stronger than in the future. The beef was selected and the canned fish were also cut into large sea fish, rather than small fish that fooled people in the future. They were accompanied by white rice cooked in Japanese helmets hanging upside down on the bonfire.

Even without alcohol, the soldiers who had just experienced a life-and-death battle were happily eating.

Scan the gloom that hung on most people's faces after the Battle of Mouse Mountain.

The blocking battle was a tactically victorious, but watching the remains lifted from the battlefield and watching the two infantry companies finally become the brightest fireworks of the evening under their own artillery fire, all the soldiers actually had an indescribable anger in their hearts.

The victory that was exchanged for countless lives they were familiar with was extremely precious, but full of sadness.

But this time, it's very different.

They killed more than 2,000 Japanese devils, but the losses were so small that they themselves were unbelievable.

According to the reports from each company, the entire army died in battle, 53 people were seriously injured, 186 people were seriously injured, and 360 people were slightly injured. All casualties were combined, no more than 600 people.

In fact, this number also has some moisture.

At least in the eyes of most people, many minor and serious injuries do not need to be included in this number.

For example, he fell down because he ran and his knee was scratched. He looked bloody, but in fact, he applied the dust to the top without affecting his combat effectiveness at all. Even Tudou's soldiers with bloodstains on his face were even slightly injured.

This is not because the soldiers are fragile, but because the company commanders strictly follow Tang Dao's orders. As long as they bleed, even if they are minor injuries, even if they are scratched; as long as they are shot, they will be considered serious injuries, whether they are arm or leg. If it weren't for the battalion's subsidy for minor injuries, many people would have deliberately concealed these minor injuries.

In fact, except for the 53 people who died in battle, there will never be more than 100 people who completely lose their combat effectiveness due to shrapnel or bullets.

In other words, in this ambush, the Independent Battalion, whether it is part of the two small battlefields in front and behind the valley, or the main battlefield in the valley, actually created a battle loss ratio that could dazzle all the big bosses.

1 to 16, a number that is enough to inspire all Chinese people and shameful Japanese people search for cracks everywhere.

After a big victory, the soldiers were able to eat meat and eat with their brothers who fought side by side with their lives and death. Looking at the smiles on their faces and listening to them brag about how awesome they were on the battlefield was the main reason for the soldiers' joy.

You can accept a miserable victory, but no one likes a miserable victory!

However, as the highest commander of the independent battalion, Tang Dao chose to hide this number.

After receiving the number of soldiers with abrasions, Zhuang Shisan counted the number of wounded soldiers, he frowned and took out the pen given to him by Dan Tai Mingyue and personally turned the first place of the overall casualties into 9.

That means that when the Independent Battalion reported to the Army Command in the future, the combat losses ratio was close to 1 to 3, which was a big victory, but it was not very amazing.

More importantly, this is a data fraud, even if it is a fraud of the casualties of our own side?

"Battery Commander, this..." Zhuang Shi squirmed his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After following Tang Dao for so long, he had already figured out Tang Dao's temper. If Tang Dao said that he would listen to everyone's opinions at a meeting, the big guys attending the meeting would naturally speak freely. Even if he had disagree with Tang Dao's opinions, Tang Dao would not blame him. But if he had decided on something and still had to bet on the side, I'm afraid this person would have no good face.

Tang Dao lowered his head and continued to read the telegram from Mr. Zhuang to report to the 145th Division.

In the fire, the shadow formed by the steel helmet blocked Tang Dao's face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In fact, what democracy and concentration are? Tang Dao has been trying to control it to a degree that he and all subordinates can accept. Too arbitrary will make mistakes. But if all decisions are handed over to everyone for discussion, it will not only be too idealistic, but in this kind of war, it will only reduce the execution efficiency, and Tang Dao, as a soldier, will not make a dizzy head.

At present, Tang Dao, who was the commander of thousands of people for the first time in his past and present, did a good job. He decided on strategies and tactics in one's own way, and ensured the efficiency of execution. If it is irrelevant, he gave it to his subordinates so that they have the opportunity to speak and increase cohesion.

Just like now, Zhuang Shisan clearly knew that he was tampering with data and had the intention to fool those big guys away from the battlefield, but in the end he chose to obey.

Tang Dao was very satisfied with this.

However, this is just one of them.

Zhuang Shisan didn't know that this was actually Tang Dao's last test for him. If this person had a little dissent or hypocritical objection to this, he would not have to wait for Jiangbei, Tang Dao would let him, the chief of staff of the lieutenant colonel, get out.

With his relationship with the 43rd Army, he only needs to send a telegram, and the school official who was born as a battalion commander of the Songjiang Security Regiment will be promoted to the 43rd Army's military headquarters for listening. It is not new to a military headquarters, a lieutenant colonel or even a colonel-level senior staff officer.

After this battle, the Independent Battalion would retreat to Jiangbei and escort hundreds of young students to the north. From then on, they would be separated from that person. People's hearts were complicated, and Tang Dao would never underestimate the human nature. In order to ensure that the officers and soldiers did not have any other intentions, he had to ensure that these backbones around him would not make any mistakes.

Zhuang Shisan, the battalion chief who was born in Songjiang Security Corps, wanted to make suggestions but finally gave up, which was very in line with Tang Dao's needs for him.

You know, data fraud, especially on the battlefield, is a serious crime. The Chief of Staff of the Army, who had to sign the telegram, stood firmly with him after a brief hesitation.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the future, when he heard that he was going to stand with that army, he might have a great chance of choosing to obey the order.

But Tang Dao chose to cheat data against officials at all levels to test himself as the chief of staff again, which is not the most important thing.

He also has two deputy battalion commanders.

Guo Shouzhi was a little surprised at the decision made by Tang Dao, and then he looked enlightened, with a look of agreement on his face.

‘The battalion commander is planning to completely swallow the Sichuan Army. The casualties are so great that even the commander of the 145th Division cannot take back the more than 1,000 people who were temporarily merged into the independent battalion!’ Of course, there is nothing wrong with Guo Shouzhi thinking this way.

Guo Shouzhi, who had been in the old army for countless years, had seen him many times. Tang Dao was just in turn, swallowing a Sichuan army.

In this kind of war, it is the king to work hard to strengthen yourself. At least the Japanese want to fight the independent battalion, and no infantry corps will be determined.

This is why Guo Shouzhi doesn't know Tang Dao enough.

Perhaps, Lei Xiong, who had a calm expression on his face with a slightly raised brow, could guess some of Tang Dao’s true intentions.

Tang Dao is hiding his weakness!

Yes, 'The trees are beautiful in the forest and wind will destroy them'. The ancient sayings left by the ancestors of China are all the wisdom of life.

Especially at this time, an army with such outstanding combat power will inevitably be noticed by the big guys.

The result I was attracted to at this time must be to be transferred to the Jinling battlefield.

It’s not that Tang Dao is afraid of death. If he can reverse the situation and change his fate, he will avoid the heart-wrenching massacre. Not to mention these two thousand people, even twenty thousand people, Tang Dao can take them to the flames without hesitation.

However, the ruts of history are so stubborn that it is heartbreaking. Tang Dao, a little butterfly that travels through time and space, has done his best to collide with it. He fought against Sixing, Songjiang, Jiashan, and Guangde. That time he did not hope to exchange his sacrifice for a slight change.

However, no matter how he sacrificed his life with the brave Chinese soldiers or how he killed the Japanese invaders in front of him, he still watched the ruts of history overlap in despair.

At this time, Jinling was still like the time and space before, surrounded by heavy Japanese troops and was about to become a cemetery.

In ancient times, Jing Ke had a cold wind and a cold water. He knew that he could not do anything and became a hero who never returned.

If he is alone, Tang Dao is willing to become such an assassin, guarding the city and the group of people to the end with a single shot.

But he is not. He is a soldier. He is already the commander of the army that commands thousands of troops. He knows that he will die and bring thousands of elite soldiers who can kill more Japanese invaders into the cemetery. That is not a hero, that is stupid.

This is not a local war, but a national war, a national war that has been competing for the endurance of both sides for a long time. Not to mention elite soldiers, even the most ordinary rifle will become a part of the endurance. China, with weak national strength, can only drag the war to a stalemate stage, and eventually win this stalemate "tug-of-war competition" with the Japanese unimaginable land area and huge population potential.

Because of his loneliness and courage, sending elite soldiers into the cemetery is the stupidity of "the relatives suffer and the enemy is happy".

For the final victory, Tang Dao must let this elite soldier survive.

Tang Dao believes that in the future battlefield, these 2,000 people will definitely kill ten times the Japanese invaders and become part of the battle that requires extremely "endurance".

The completely modified draft was handed to Zhuang Shisan. Tang Dao and Lei Xiong, whose face was blocked by the shadow of the brim of the hat, looked at each other and smiled.
Chapter completed!