War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 247 I can’t hold it back. I can’t hold it back at all!
Xifengkou, the Great Wall.

"report!"

On the city wall with howling winds and flying snow, a communications soldier stood in front of Wang Changhai with great pride, not to mention the smile and smugness on his face!

"Report to Regiment Wang, our First Battalion has already captured the Northeastern Heights. Before taking the Northeastern Heights, Deputy Battalion Commander Huang defeated the 'Precision Shooting Squadron' that was preparing to enter Xifengkou and conduct precision shooting on our regiment from the flank at Baitaizi!"

Wang Changhai immediately raised his head, then stood up from the leeward side of the wall and roared, "Say it again!"

The signalman cleared his throat and shouted, "My first battalion successfully completed the mission and recaptured the Northeastern Heights..." As he spoke, he pointed to the hilltop in the distance, "We defeated two Japanese squadrons on the Northeastern Heights and, incidentally, we also eliminated the Japanese 'precision shooting team' stationed in Baitaizi. Our battalion commander said that this group of people planned to sneak into our flank and carry out precision strikes on our troops."

Wang Changhai broke out in a cold sweat!
If it weren't for Xu Chaoyang, what his 217th Regiment would have experienced after dawn would have been the artillery bombardment from the northeastern heights and the sniping attacks from the flank precision shooting teams. No one could stay on the city wall, and whoever stayed there would die. If the Japanese army attacked at this time, Xifengkou would not be able to be defended at all!

"How many people were lost?" Wang Changhai even forgot to ask how the Northeast Highlands were captured. He was like a wealthy landlord, fearing that his most elite troops would be exhausted.

"Company 1...only half of the third platoon is left, almost a total loss;"

"The Second Company lost a platoon;"

"The battalion's law enforcement team was completely destroyed, with only Captain Chang left;"

"Deputy Huang led a platoon to destroy the enemy's communication facilities. The platoon deputy, Gossip, was shot six times and stabbed twice. He died in close combat with the Japanese army. Only seven people are left in the platoon..."

Wang Changhai did not dare to think too deeply about it. The battalion under Xu Chaoyang's command was a reinforced battalion of nearly 700 people. According to the combat losses reported by the communications soldiers, it was equivalent to the direct loss of a reinforced company plus two reinforced platoons!

Nearly two hundred deaths, and they were gone in just the blink of an eye?
Call ~
Wang Changhai took a deep breath and exhaled the air out of his nasal cavity. The fierceness of the battle last night was witnessed by the entire 217th Regiment on the city wall. Although they could not hear the sound clearly, they could see the flickering flames on the top of the northeastern highland in the distance.

The second battalion commander didn't dare to say a word to Wang Changhai, and the deputy regimental commander couldn't even open his mouth!

With this kind of performance, can you blame Wang Changhai for giving the task of commanding the entire regiment to Xu Chaoyang?

Can't he have the final say in the 217th Regiment?
Even a man like Lao Huang can become a combat hero who defeats the Japanese 'Precision Shooting Squad' in their hands. What are you dissatisfied with?

"go on."

Wang Changhai pointed at the communications soldier and asked.

"Our battalion commander said that the 1st Battalion is now holding on to the Northeastern Heights and waiting for reinforcements. If Brigade Zhao is coming to Xifengkou to help, please send more troops as soon as possible. Otherwise, the 8th Division will cause us to suffer huge losses in the process of retaking the Northeastern Heights. If the number of personnel is reduced again, it will be difficult for us to hold the Northeastern Heights."

Xu Chaoyang did not ask for immediate reinforcements because he knew that half of the 217th Regiment's strength was in his hands. If the 217th Regiment were to send more troops to the northeastern highlands at this moment, the situation at Xifengkou would be repeated where the 683rd Regiment was defeated in one blow.

"Second Battalion Commander!"

Wang Changhai shouted to the people beside him: "Send a platoon to the Northeastern Heights immediately. Bring ammunition, food, water, whatever you can..." At this point, Wang Changhai took out the box of Laodao cigarettes from his pocket and said: "Everyone, take out the cigarettes and send them to the Northeastern Heights!"

"Also, tell the people who went up that when they come down, they should carry as many wounded as they can."

"Yes!"

The second battalion commander went to make the arrangements, but this was the only thing Wang Changhai could do. He could only use all the limited resources in his hands to appease the hearts of the soldiers in the cold wind. While speaking, the signalman took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Wang Changhai: "Captain Wang, our battalion commander specifically told me to make it clear to you that this thing was searched out of the devil's pocket. It's called 'Love Work'. It's poison, not candy, even if it says candy on it!"

"This stuff will make people crazy and completely lose their minds after eating it. Our people have already become uncontrollable after eating it by mistake. You must tell all soldiers that if you touch this stuff on the Japanese, you must hand it over and then destroy it."

Wang Changhai took the small box and took a look at it. He suddenly remembered how listless the 683rd Regiment was when they retreated from Xifengkou. It was as if they had been beaten to the point of having lost their temper.

At that time, Wang Changhai was still wondering, aren't the Japanese also two shoulders carrying one head, how awesome can they be? Now it seems that it is not the case.

"Do not worry."

……

On the northeast plateau of Xifengkou, Old Huang was lying on the ground covered with a cotton coat, as if he was hibernating. He was carried back by someone. Jia Qin and Yu Minghao were standing beside Old Huang and scolding him!
"I can't hold it down. I can't hold it down at all!"

Jia Qin was so angry that he stretched out his legs and kicked where Old Huang was, but he couldn't wake him up.

"Battalion Commander, after Captain Yu arrived, we broke through the enemy's blockade. When we found Lao Huang, the seven of them were fighting with more than 20 enemy soldiers with bayonets. I fucked them!"

"It was the first time I saw a man with a machine gun fighting with the Japanese with bayonets. The most important thing was that I saw that Lao Huang had extra magazines on him!"

"When we rushed over to help Lao Huang fight the Japanese, this guy didn't recognize us at all. He pointed at my nose and shouted, 'Fuck you, I'm going to bite you to death!' Look, look, he bit me!"

Jia Qin stretched out his arm, and there was a large piece of flesh missing, and blood was oozing out!

"I had my men fighting the Japs while Old Huang was riding under me to hold him down. But I couldn't hold him down because of his size. Three soldiers in our platoon held down one of them, and we could barely hold them down. If Captain Yu hadn't rushed over, we would have been killed by the Japs."

Yu Minghao continued, "This is not over yet!"

"We had just finished fighting with the people down there when we heard gunfire coming from the top of the mountain. I was planning to rush up to support them, but Old Huang took advantage of me not paying attention and ran away!"

He turned his head to look at the others, describing the situation as follows: "He's faster than a rabbit! He's running towards the top of the mountain where the flames are coming out, climbing vertically from the bottom of the mountain. He's making a lot of noises, and you don't know what he's saying. Let's get someone to catch him. This bastard is as slippery as a yellow croaker!"

"I was so angry that I shot him there with the butt of a gun. Now he's behaved himself."

"Honest ass!" Jia Qin was still breathing heavily before he said, "Captain, I carried the man back here. He vomited all along the way and is covered in sour fluid. Smell me, smell what I smell like!"

As Jia Qin moved toward the crowd, Xu Chaoyang, Chang Zhan, and Man Guangzhi, who had just recovered, all moved away. The smell floating in the wind was so strong that people dared not smell it, for fear that they would vomit after opening their mouths.

"Captain, we need to let Lao Chang give this fellow a good lesson. This night has exhausted us brothers."

At this time, Chang Zhan thought of another question: "Haozi, where's the gun?"

Yu Minghao stretched out his hand to his men, and when a gun was handed to him, he showed it to everyone: "This is it, the cylinder on the gun is still there. I took a look, this thing is really fucking clear!"

(End of this chapter)