Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 280 Yu Ye is getting anxious!

Over the past year, the Independent Regiment has been in an easy position to defeat the Japanese invaders, and the situation has been one-sided almost throughout.

Under this scenario tonight, being suddenly attacked by the Japanese special forces and suffering heavy losses was almost unimaginable before.

In addition, the Japanese actually adopted such unconventional means as blowing up the dam, which really caused great trouble to the independent regiment for a while.

The Independent Regiment suffered heavy losses tonight.

Finally, a rocket launcher three or four kilometers away provided the best support to the people in the Second Battalion who were on the verge of despair.

When the 107 rocket launcher fell on the Japanese position, Yamamoto Ikki was shocked to realize that the main force of the independent regiment that was heading to Bizigou had returned.

Before he could react, a series of rocket launchers followed and quickly covered his team.

The best way to deal with special forces is to cover them with artillery fire.

After experiencing such intensive artillery attacks, Yamamoto Ikki was a little frustrated. He realized that it was impossible to achieve the goal of completely destroying the core members of the Independent Regiment and the Liaoyuan Arsenal this time.

So he decisively gave the order: "Retreat!"

There were more than eighty special forces members left who quickly evacuated following Yamamoto Ikki.

Since the road leading to the garrison had been washed away by the river water after the dam collapsed, the returning trucks could not drive at all. Zhang Dabiao simply gave an order that except for one company that stayed behind in the cars, the other soldiers who returned with the trucks should move quickly to reinforce the remaining Second Battalion.

"Old Shen, how are you?"

Zhang Dabiao was running so fast that he could hardly breathe. He even said this sentence with all his strength.

"There's no problem, it's just that the soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Da Biao, can your car still move?" Shen Quan asked.

"I can move, what's wrong?"

Zhang Dabiao asked after taking a deep breath.

"The political commissar was shot and passed out. Can we arrange to send him to the rear hospital immediately?" Shen Quan said sadly.

"what?"

Zhang Dabiao's eyes suddenly widened, and his voice rose more than an octave.

"Say it again? What happened to the political commissar?"

Zhang Dabiao grabbed Shen Quan by the collar and questioned him loudly, veins bulging on his neck, obviously he was extremely angry.

Zhao Gang has strong professional ability and qualities, coupled with his superb marksmanship, everyone in the independent regiment admires him. Zhang Dabiao never thought that the political commissar could be shot and fall into a coma?

"The commissar is unconscious."

Shen Quan was also very sad at this time and said in a low voice.

"Fuck those little Japs! I'm going to chop them alive!"

Zhang Dabiao took off his hat, held it in his hand and then smashed it hard to the ground.

As he said this, he was about to lead the team to hunt down the Japanese.

"Da Biao, Da Biao! Wait a minute, the most urgent task now is to send the political commissar and the seriously injured to the rear hospital so that they can receive timely treatment!"

Shen Quan has always been the calmest among the three battalion commanders. At this time, he immediately held down the furious Zhang Dabiao. Although Shen Quan also wanted to chase and kill this group of Japanese devils, he knew that there were more important things to do at hand.

Zhang Dabiao calmed down and shouted behind him, "Sun Desheng! Come here quickly. Make sure to send the political commissar and these seriously injured soldiers to the rear hospital safely."

"Captain Zhang, you don't have to tell me, I will definitely do it!"

Sun Desheng's eyes were now red. He had always respected Political Commissar Zhao Gang very much. He did not expect that Zhao Gang would be so seriously injured and almost died.

After making the arrangements, everyone carried the political commissar and more than 20 seriously injured soldiers onto the trucks, arranged for more than 20 soldiers to accompany them, and the two trucks drove quickly towards the rear hospital.

After settling all this, Zhang Dabiao looked at the messy independent regiment’s base and village, and felt very upset.

In the past two days, many comrades of the Third Battalion were sacrificed in the Bizigou Battle. Unexpectedly, the Independent Regiment’s base and the important Liaoyuan Arsenal were ambushed by the Japanese special forces.

The anger in Zhang Dabiao's heart was almost ignited.

Finally, he calmed down: "Old Shen, at this moment, we still have to report the situation to the head of the group and the minister. We have to let them know."

"Okay! You arrange it."

Shen Quan nodded, then turned around and began to gather the soldiers of the Second Battalion in the village, and set up guard on the periphery. At the same time, he arranged people to help settle the people and search for those who were washed away by the flood.

Zhang Dabiao called the telegraph operator who was following him and asked him to send a message to the regiment commander who was still in the direction of Bizigou to report the current situation.

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Comb ditch.

As the person in charge on site, Yu Ye began to take charge of the shift in the second half of the night. After all, Li Yunlong had fought all day and needed a good rest.

Yu Ye stayed by the stove in the Japanese tent to keep warm, but he was still a little uneasy and couldn't calm down.

He didn't quite understand. He had clearly defeated the Japanese 37th Division and arranged for Zhang Dabiao to go back to support the defense of the Liaoyuan Arsenal. Why was he still so uneasy?

Did something unexpected happen?

When the telegram was handed to Yu Ye by the translator with a look of panic on his face, Yu Ye finally understood the source of his restlessness throughout the night.

"Minister, something happened at the regiment headquarters and the Liaoyuan Arsenal!"

The operator's voice was trembling.

Just now, when he was trembling as he translated the telegram sent from the Liaoyuan Arsenal, his hands were shaking so much that his handwriting was a little messy.

what?

Yu Ye, who was already feeling a little sleepy, suddenly woke up and said, "Hurry up and show me the telegram!"

"The independent regiment's headquarters and Liaoyuan Arsenal were attacked by the Japanese Yamamoto Special Forces. The Liaoyuan Arsenal was blown down, and the political commissar was shot and unconscious. The casualties were heavy and are still being counted. Zhang Dabiao."

When Yu Ye saw this telegram of just a few dozen words, he felt like he was struck by lightning, and even his lips were trembling.

The words "Liaoyuan Arsenal was blown down" hit Yu Ye's eyes like a heavy hammer. He almost saw stars. The Liaoyuan Arsenal that he had worked so hard to build was blown down.

The telegram did not mention the situation of the technical backbones and workers in the Liaoyuan Arsenal, but it was unlikely to be much better.

Yu Ye had no time to be sad. The second half of the telegram made him even more distressed.

He really couldn't imagine how Political Commissar Zhao Gang looked like after being shot and even falling into a coma, and how the soldiers of the independent regiment had suffered heavy casualties. He couldn't tolerate every word of it.

Yamamoto Special Forces, you deserve to die!

"Quick, send a telegram to Zhang Dabiao, asking him to send the political commissar and the seriously injured to the rear hospital for emergency treatment at all costs. At the same time, find Tong Zhou to see how much penicillin extract he has and take it all away."

"Also, send another telegram to inquire about the casualties at the Liaoyuan Arsenal. I want to get accurate information as quickly as possible."

"Yes, Minister."

The telegraph operator did not dare to delay and answered promptly and decisively. He knew that everyone in the independent regiment must be extremely anxious at this time.

Yu Ye took the telegram and walked to where Li Yunlong was sleeping and slapped him awake: "Lao Li, get up quickly, don't fucking sleep, our independent regiment and Liaoyuan Arsenal have been bombed.

Lao Zhao is in a coma."

Hearing this, Li Yunlong shuddered, his eyes widened like cow eggs: "What?"