Seeing that it was Xu An, the monk immediately lost his temper and smiled at Xu An.
Sometimes, teasing monks was quite fun.
Li Yun Long, who was standing at the side, was also depressed. He thought to himself that this damn monk was extremely daring in the past and would never submit to anyone.
Didn't he just lose to Xu An once? Why was it that when he saw Xu An now, he was like a mouse seeing a cat?
Being stared at by Xu An, the monk was a little reserved and did not dare to act pretentious.
Because it was simply embarrassing to show off in front of Xu An...
Therefore, the remaining three people were left to Zhang Dabiao and Li Yunlong…
The hand-to-hand battle ended very quickly. From start to finish, it only took half an hour.
The independent group had been setting up the arena for about fifteen minutes.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, it would only last for fifteen minutes.
On the road and in the fields, there were bloody corpses lying everywhere, like an open-air slaughterhouse.
More than 300 soldiers of the Guan Dong Army and 200 soldiers of the 8th Route Army were still in their fighting positions.
This scene was quite a shock to Xu An.
After all, he had transmigrated from a peaceful era. Although he had been on the battlefield before, he had never seen such a high-level casualty scene before.
Looking at it, it was indeed very tragic.
Li Yun Long looked at the corpses on the battlefield with a serious face. The strong fighting ability of these soldiers had left a deep impression on him.
They had 400 people against 300 people, and it was a surprise attack. Moreover, they had used all kinds of vicious methods.
There were mines, grenades, and all kinds of hidden weapons. There was also Zhao Gang, the political committee member, who did not care about martial arts and shot people in the back.
In the end, they were still forcefully exchanged for 200!
When Guan Dong's army was reloading the bullets, some of them were still reloading the bullets and were killed.
There were at least thirty of them.
In addition to the grenade explosion, there was also a car that was killed by a landmine.
In other words, it was equivalent to 400 against 200. Their numbers were double that of the other party, and in the end, 200 of them were replaced.
It had to be said that there was still a certain gap between the independent regiment and the Japanese in terms of hand-to-hand combat.
"Don't worry about the other corpses. Let the ghosts collect their own corpses. However, don't take off this captain's clothes and bury him properly.”
Li Yunlong ordered Tyrant.
Hearing this, the monk was a little dissatisfied. He glared and said,"It's not Guild Leader, the weather is so cold today, we can't even bury our own people! Why should I care about this Japanese?”
At this moment, Li Yunlong also widened his eyes and shouted,""What do you know? Don't think that you can fight a little, you're just a monk who just renounced asceticism. You can't be considered a real soldier!”
"This f * cking bastard is a real man. He forcefully stabbed down my warrior. Damn it, he was an assassination expert, but it was a pity!”
"This kid has guts. He's a real soldier. As long as he was a real soldier, no matter if he was a Japanese or something else, he would respect him, so hurry up.”
This kind of thing was quite common.
Li Yunlong liked brave soldiers. There were many brave soldiers among the Japanese.
For example, this captain.
Just like what Li Yun Long saw in the answer space, the cavalry company was completely wiped out, but the enemy chose to bury the cavalry company. This was respect for the opponent.
The Japanese would respect the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and Li Yunlong would naturally respect the soldiers of the Japanese.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Li Yunlong brought his men back.
Soon, someone did a count.
" Reporting, Regiment Commander. This time, we have seized 320 380 covers, 36,000 rounds of ammunition, 10 light machine guns, 4 heavy machine guns, 30 boxes of lemon grenades…"
Hearing this, Li Yunlong couldn't stop smiling.
It had to be said that this Japanese was indeed too rich.
Basically, every Japanese soldier would carry an ammunition box with them.
As for the ammo box, it was made up of two front boxes and one back box. The back box also came with a gun oil can.
Each of the front boxes could hold 30 bullets, and each of the back boxes could hold 60 bullets. The front box and the back box could carry a total of 120 bullets.
It didn't matter if they had guns or not. The Independent Regiment didn't lack guns anyway. It was enough as long as everyone had a gun.
However, he was indeed lacking in bullets.
Thirty-six thousand bullets were enough for the independent regiment!
Each soldier could have about thirty shots.
Damn it, he was so rich!
"What about the casualties?"
Li Yunlong continued to ask. Li Yunlong was still very concerned about the casualties.
Moreover, he was also prepared. After all, he knew that the casualties this time were actually very large.
However, he still had to calculate the exact number so that he could apply to the higher-ups later to replenish his manpower.
They hadn't said that they could expand as they pleased. They needed to report to them to replenish their combat personnel.
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