Gu Zhenglun is gone.

Li Shizhen is gone.

The big guys are gone. All that's left are small soldiers.

Those who were able to leave have also left. The wounded have also been carried away. But the messy corpses have not been dealt with yet.

Feeling...

This is reality!

The battle is over. The battle is over. That's it.

The big guys didn't even look at it.

They are consumables.

No one cares how many people die.

When fighting, you are forced to move forward, and no one cares if you die.

well……

"them……"

Lin Nansheng was about to speak but stopped.

Everyone else is also in a heavy mood. The rabbit dies and the fox is sad.

If they were the ones who went into battle just now and were killed, how would others deal with it?

have no idea……

All dead, all dead...

However, my mood quickly dropped...

I didn't feel it during the battle just now. I only felt terrible after the battle.

lie on the floor……

Fragmented...

No one can accurately describe how they feel inside.

"come here!"

Zhang Yong pointed at a military police second lieutenant.

A very young second lieutenant with a childish look on his face.

He was left behind to direct the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau to collect the body. The funeral affairs were left to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle.

The reason why Zhang Yong stopped the other party was because the other party was displayed as a yellow dot on the map. There were so many people just now that it was difficult to notice the other party. But now, with fewer people, the other party stands out. Newcomer. Rookie. Over there.

Too.

"May I have your name?"

"Sir, my name is Dong Ruiyang."

"Where did you graduate?"

"Wuhan Branch."

"How long have you been in the army?"

"Nine months."

"Oh. Nine months."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

The underground party is taking a long-term approach!

Now he is a second lieutenant. Ten years from now, if nothing unexpected happens, he should be a major or above. Maybe a lieutenant colonel.

Of course, if there was an accident, then there is nothing to say. He is a martyr.

"Are your casualties serious?"

"..."

silence.

Zhang Yong then didn't ask any more questions.

It is estimated to be very large. There may be hundreds of people.

even more.

Nine Japanese invaders actually caused such heavy losses. It is indeed silent.

Since the establishment of the Military Police Headquarters, it is estimated that it has never suffered such heavy losses. Hundreds of people were lost at one time.

However, this is just the beginning.

Next year, next year, and in the future, there will be even more severe losses.

By the way, there is still the end of the year...

But it is absolutely impossible for Zhang Yong to mention what happened at the end of the year. He kept it secret.

"Dong Ruiyang."

"arrive."

"Are there any brothers or sisters at home?"

"I have a brother and a sister."

"Where is the house?"

"Changde. Over there in Hunan."

"I know. Changde..."

Zhang Yong nodded silently.

Fortunately, the Japanese invaders cannot attack Changde for the time being. Changde is safe for the time being.

When the Japanese invaders reach Changde, Yu Chengwan will appear there. He is quite capable of fighting.

Although the Japanese invaders finally occupied Changde, they did not dare to stay longer and immediately withdrew. Therefore, Changde fell in just a few days.

But as a hero in the Battle of Changde, Yu Chengwan was sentenced to death...

Chiang Kai-shek's cool moves, haha.

"You guys get busy!"

Zhang Yong did not have too much entanglement with Dong Ruiyang.

Don't hinder others.

Every time he thought of Gu Mozhai, he felt a little guilty.

It was he who hindered Gu Mozhai, causing Gu Mozhai to cut off contact with everyone else.

Gu Mozhai isolated himself, making it impossible for him to play a greater role. In the end, he would rather sacrifice himself to lure out the traitors.

if……

well……

Come to the golden mark.

I found that there were many people here. They were all from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The ground was strewn with dead gendarmes. Before they had time to clean it up, it was a tragic mess.

"Huang Chu!"

"arrive!"

"Take someone to count the places where the deceased was shot."

"yes."

Huang Chu agreed and went.

Soon after, the first wave of reports came in.

Surprisingly.

The places where people were shot were basically in the chest or head.

Most of the dead were fatally shot.

Two shots at most. No three shots.

They are all pistols. Browning. Caliber 7.65mm.

It's not the latest model. It's an old model. It's not as powerful as the new model. But it only hits the fatal parts.
To be continued...