Anti-Japanese War: When I get promoted, the system will explode with soldiers

Pujiang Girls' Middle School

Captain Zhou was now lying on a stretcher. The troops under his command had lost more than 75% of their men, and Captain Fang's men had also lost more than 20%. This was already a very high casualty for the 72nd Army.

"Old Fang, I'm useless and can't help you if I stay here. This is my junior from Whampoa Military Academy, the commander of the 112th Regiment of the 3rd Division. From now on, our regiment will be withdrawn. Less than 30% of the troops are left. We have been ordered to retreat to northern Anhui for rest and recuperation. Wang Haipeng, come here."

Captain Zhou was shot in the arm and left thigh, and his injuries were quite serious. He also had a scratch on his head. There were several wounds all over his body. It was really useless to stay here. There were only more than 20% of their troops left, and they had to keep them to go back and rebuild. If they continued to fight, I am afraid this army would be gone. This is a heroic army.

"Don't worry, Senior. I will definitely return the wounds the Japanese inflicted on you with double the force. I won't let them have it easy."

Seeing his senior injured like this, with one of his pants stained with blood, Wang Haipeng clenched his fists in anger. Their army had just come up from behind and was considered the best among the Central Army, but there was still a gap compared to these three German-equipped divisions.

They are also a German-equipped division, but they have not been trained for long enough, and their weapons and equipment were all bought from Li Shaoyi. Now they are fighting together with the people from the Pujiang Police Station. They have also heard about how powerful the Pujiang Police Station is, so we can't let them down this time.

"Revenge me! Don't worry. This is Captain Fang from the Pujiang Police Department. You don't know much about the battlefield situation, so let me explain it to you. We must cooperate with each other in the battle. Sometimes you should listen to others more. You just came from the rear, but I've been fighting here for days. My troops have suffered over 80% casualties, but theirs has only suffered 20%. You understand what this number means."

The reason why Captain Zhou did not withdraw for a long time was that he wanted to hand over the command to the commander who came here later. He was afraid that the people of the Central Army would act like they had 2.58 million people and would not know who to listen to on the battlefield.

"Don't worry, old senior. I'm not one of those greenhorns. I've heard stories of the 72nd Army fighting the Japanese in the north with such passion that I've been so excited. I'll discuss everything with Captain Fang about the battlefield. No matter how many positions you give me, I won't lose an inch, unless I die."

Upon hearing this, Captain Fang was happy. He was afraid that someone would come to him to kill him. If that were the case, it would be difficult for our brothers in the police station to defend this place. As long as this brother said this, there would be nothing to worry about. We have plenty of weapons and equipment, and we can hold on for a few more days.

In the position in front of us, the Japanese suffered a lot of casualties, with dense rows of them everywhere. Once when the armored vehicles attacked, the tracks on the back were so covered with blood that it was unbearable to look at. Many people even vomited their breakfast when they saw it.

Captain Zhou patted his junior on the shoulder, then waved to Lao Fang and asked his men to carry him away.

An entire standard National Army infantry regiment couldn't even find four intact people to carry a stretcher. You can imagine how this battle went.

This was with the help of the police. If not, the entire group would probably have died.

"who?"

The newcomer Wang Haipeng was just about to ask Captain Fang for advice when he heard the sound of a bullet being loaded from behind.

"Reporting to the commander, we are from the West District Grain Depot garrison, and we have been ordered to come to support."

Hearing this, Wang Haipeng frowned. "Over the past two days, Japanese soldiers disguised as Nationalist soldiers have been infiltrating our territory in small groups, causing us considerable losses. Could these also be the Japanese?" After all, the position held by the senior student had held for several days, costing the Japanese a huge price.

"Don't worry, they're ours."

Seeing Wang Haipeng slowly taking out his pistol, Captain Fang understood what was going on and quickly covered the guy. Once the gunshot was heard, it was inexplicable on the battlefield. His men just opened fire indiscriminately, and he was afraid that his own men would suffer heavy losses.

"How does your police station get in touch with the grain bank?"

Wang Haipeng said with some surprise. In his opinion, the guns in the hands of these people in the grain garrison might not even be able to fire. Who knows what they usually do. However, they dare to go to the battlefield when fighting, which means they have some ability.

"The Nationalist government doesn't allow us to station troops in Pujiang. Aside from the police, the rest of the people can't be transported back to the north, so we've used various methods to hide them in Pujiang. Now that the war has begun, we naturally have to restore their original identities."

Captain Fang's words made Wang Haipeng feel a little embarrassed. After all, this matter had spread throughout Pujiang. Some intellectuals and government officials were discussing the policies of the National Government. It was already a time, and you were still thinking about civil war.

Wang Haipeng followed Captain Fang to the rear, where about 270 soldiers were already standing in a neat row. Next to them were armored vehicles and tanks, which made Wang Haipeng's scalp numb.

An army like yours is guarding a granary?

Let alone guarding a batch of food, with your weapons and equipment, even if you go to guard the Ministry of National Defense, the existing Ministry of National Defense Guard will probably have to give in to you.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and rush to each position. Leave these heavy equipment behind. They won't be needed for now. When they are needed later, you must rush forward immediately. Do you have any food with you?"

As Captain Fang spoke, his stomach growled. His brothers had just eaten a meal in the morning and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The cook had died in the morning battle and the new cook had not arrived yet. Although they were all fighting in Pujiang, it was not easy for them to come over because of some road interruptions.

"There's nothing hot left, just bread and milk, and some biscuits and chocolate."

The officer who led the team said this a little embarrassedly, but Wang Haipeng next to him was dumbfounded. Do you usually eat this kind of thing?

As the regimental commander of the Central Army, he had eaten these things from time to time, but that was just eating. The prices in those Western restaurants in Pujiang were not cheap. With his salary as a regimental commander, if he went in for two more meals, he probably wouldn't be able to send money home this month.