Battalion Commander Zhang Maocai
16 Night Assault 1

[Hide!!] The brothers pulled Niu Guangliang, who had just woken up from a coma, down the wall ditch. The Japanese's medicine flag plane buzzed for a while before flying around and leaving.

Zhang Maocai, Ma Yangmin, Li Mingshu, and the others returned one after another. They were covered in dust and looked completely different from their usual appearances. However, the Japanese had machine guns, grenades, and a few tanks that fell into the hands of the 29th division. Especially the tanks that were shot down by Wang Chunbao, and the planes that were still usable on the grass after being destroyed. After such a fierce battle, many of the 29th division's soldiers were impressed by the Japanese's high-quality equipment. He's much better than us.

Li Mingshu had exhausted his energy and was placed on a stretcher as he ran back desperately. Zhang Maocai felt that the next time this battalion went to fight with a bayonet, he really had to pay attention to which people were exhausted and could no longer go, and which people had to continue to hold on to the front line. At night, the commander even said that he would launch a night attack on the Japanese camp. However, many of the injured could already stand up because of Ge Lingyi. Niu Guangliang and Jin Zhemin were already unconscious. Now, Jin Zhemin's big, watery eyes were looking at the people who came. At this time, the commander asked which regiment would be waiting to launch the night attack on the Japanese. This was how he drew Zhang Maocai's regiment, so the battalion would be counted.

Zhang Maocai's camp had already lost more than 400 men in today's battle. There were still 200 men left, so there would be much more space for them to rest on their beds. Ge Lingyi had thus made the entire team that had been selected to go on the night raid feel more energetic. At night, she would have a good sleep in the camp.

Zhang Maocai's battalion was joined by 400 new soldiers, including this talkative soldier. This was because when the battle was about to end, the Northwest man was hit by a few Japanese soldiers who surrounded him. In the end, a few of them fell to the ground and died. It could be said that he would have persevered until he survived. Sometimes, things changed and were unpredictable. Among the 200 or so newcomers, there were still people who complained, He was really unlucky. He had just come back to life from the gates of hell at Xifeng Pass, and now he was going to die again at night. Even some of the soldiers among the 200 people were complaining. Their tempers weren't too good, and they even wondered why they were so unlucky to be assigned to the battalion that was going to die tonight. However, Zhang Maocai and the original soldiers of this battalion said, We also retreated like this today, and we will also go for a night attack tonight. Logically speaking, we shouldn't go when we encounter such a thing, right? These 200 soldiers said," We don't want to die at all! We've already overdrawn too much, and the pressure is immense. Zhang Maocai said,"Maybe you guys are lucky today, so you don't have to die. But what if this situation happens on another day?" The 200 soldiers replied," We still want to live a little longer. Zhang Maocai said,"I suffer more than you when I encounter such a thing. I'm still your boss."

The soldiers were still complaining. They did not blame the battalion commander and the others. Zhang Maocai felt that even if he did a good job in educating the soldiers, he could not do everything.

The death of the northwestern man and the new environment made the talkative soldiers quiet down. However, Battalion Commander Zhang Maocai made him feel that he might be much better after entering this battalion.

The order to launch a night attack on the Japanese was issued by the headquarters at night. All the soldiers in the battalion began to reach a consensus because the 29th division, who always stayed up late, was undoubtedly the best at night attacks other than hand-to-hand combat. However, the reality was that some of these people would definitely be angry at this reality when they went to the night raid.

The Japanese might not have thought that the 29th division could still do this under the pressure of planes, cannons, hand-to-hand combat, and all kinds of high-end grenades and machine guns. What would it feel like when they were in a deep sleep and the black shadows on the wall pierced through their bellies or heads? Many years later, when Niu Guangliang recalled that time, he would still have an inexplicable sense of excitement, because it could be said to be the most beautiful battle they had ever fought.

From the afternoon until the evening, Zhang Maocai had been sleeping by the wall to replenish his energy. He was holding a machine gun in his hand and carrying a broadsword on his back. Even his dirty blue military uniform was tied to his waist, and he did not have time to take it off. Ge Lingyi had unknowingly replenished and restored the energy of all the soldiers in the room. Li Mingshu sat up straight and thanked Ge Lingyi. Ge Lingyi was confused. Yes. Li Mingshu said,"Anyway, I should thank you." Ge Lingyi smiled and said it was fine.

It's better not to disturb the battalion commander's sleep. He's recovering and replenishing his energy. He's very tired.] A veteran comrade spoke to the brothers, but the brothers remained silent and made some gestures to show that they understood.

From afternoon to evening, the exhausted soldiers and battalion commanders were also taking a rest like this. One of the soldiers even snored loudly, waking up the battalion commander. As a result, the Battalion Commander's entire body was filled with an ice-cold expression as he punched the wall with a loud explosive sound. However, he seemed to be at a loss as he rubbed his dark jade blue eyes when he was awake. After shaking his black soft hair head, he just sat there and leaned against the wall in a daze. Ma Yangmin told the soldier," We all want to throw you out of this room.] The soldier felt very guilty about this. From then on, every time he saw him coming here to sleep, he would not sleep and think about his actions. However, Zhang Maocai did not care that much.

Moreover, he had to pay attention to Wang Chunbao's black eyes. Sometimes, he would walk without any scruples. When he walked, one of his small feet would accidentally slip and fall to the ground as if he had tripped on something. However, the sound of someone grabbing the edge of the bed woke the battalion commander up again. The battalion commander threw something on the ground or the wall, making a violent sound. After sweeping his phoenix eyes over it, he fell asleep again.

Silly Root was suppressed by his brothers. Some of them even waved their hands and told him to go somewhere else to play.

Night had arrived. The Great Wall was shrouded in moonlight. The pitch-black mountains and grassy slopes undulated continuously. The trees rustled in the wind. It was a beautiful scene.

The moonlight was instantly covered by the thick black clouds. The soldiers hid behind the black clouds and crawled along the wall. Zhang Maocai was motionless and expressionless as he stared at the Japanese base. All the soldiers were almost silent. Under the moonlight, his white shirt was coated with a layer of silvery-white water color, giving him a hazy and illusory feeling. All the soldiers quietly held their guns and weapons. Their eyes were cold, stiff, and tense, mixed with the shadows in the darkness.

The bugle call for battle was about to blow, and the soldiers were all tense. At this moment, Zhang Maocai looked down at his longevity lock and gently wiped the surface of the brass lock with his fingers. This action was very secretive at this moment. The bright stars that were covered in thick white clouds seemed to be receiving a unique prayer.

Their target was the Japanese base. Tonight, they would launch a night raid.

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