It was almost impossible for the independent regiment to hide the retreat of Luo Town from the Rising Sun Empire. The 11th division of the Rising Sun Empire quickly noticed the abnormality.
"Major General, the Independent Brigade has started to retreat. Should we take this opportunity to attack?”
Chief of Staff Katamura Shiro asked after receiving the report from the frontline troops.
"Tell them to retreat. If we attack now, they will definitely fight back desperately. With our current strength, even if we destroy this army, we will probably suffer heavy losses.
The base camp had already mobilized the 9th, 13th, 101st Divisions and two Heavy Artillery Exploration Teams from Xiabei to reinforce Shanghai.
The reinforcements will arrive today. Our combat goal is to take down the entire Shanghai region. It's just a small independent brigade. Even if this unit's combat strength is relatively strong, we don't have to worry too much about it.
In the face of absolute power, crushing an independent brigade was as easy as crushing an ant! After they retreated, they could just send people to occupy it.”
The new reinforcements from the Rising Sun Empire had arrived in Shanghai. The reinforcements and ammunition that came with them allowed the 11th Division, which had suffered heavy losses after fighting for many days, to regain its strength.
The Fujita Squadron of the Rising Sun Infantry's 43rd Regiment, which had just recovered, was the first to enter Roch Town as the vanguard.
When the Independent Brigade retreated, they had taken away all the bodies of the fallen soldiers. Only the bodies of the people who had invaded the town two days ago were left untouched.
Looking at the corpses of the Rising Sun people scattered everywhere, Fujita Tokuma's expression darkened.
His squadron was also part of the group that attacked the town during the battle the night before yesterday.
The intensity of the battle was the first time he had encountered it since he joined the army. Bullets flew everywhere, and explosions sounded one after another. From the moment he stepped into the town, it did not stop. By the time he left the town, more than half of his squadron had been killed or injured.
Looking at the dense bullet holes on the ruins, the terrifying firepower of the Independent Brigade was still vivid in his mind, especially the machine guns with high firing speed and the sound of tearing cloth.
As long as the voice of the Grim Reaper rang out, groups of Imperial Kingdom warriors would be swept away. Fortunately, the Independent Brigade had already retreated.
Perhaps he didn't realize it himself, but deep down, he had developed a deep fear of the independent brigade.
He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to collect the bodies of the dead soldiers.
While the people of Rising Sun were busy collecting the corpses, no one noticed that they had inadvertently triggered the fuse of the bomb buried in the town.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A huge explosion suddenly sounded, accompanied by earth-shattering tremors. The entire Luo Town was enveloped by the smoke and flames produced by this huge explosion.
"What happened?"
Yamuro Tadashi, who had just returned to the command center to make a cup of tea and organize his thoughts, immediately asked when he heard the loud explosion coming from the direction of Luo Town.
"Your Excellency, the Independent Brigade planted explosives in the town when they retreated. The Fujita Squadron that entered the town first triggered the fuse when they were collecting the remains of the Imperial Warriors. The Fujita Squadron was completely annihilated!”
"Bagaya Road, Zhong Yu! I'll definitely take your head!"
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On the way back, Zhong Yu heard the sound of an explosion coming from behind him. He heard the notification from the system that he had obtained military points. He knew that the people of Rising Sun had triggered the bombs buried in the town.
"Achoo!"
Zhong Yu sneezed for no reason and rubbed his nose.
"It must be Yamuro Tadatake, that old Rising Sun man, scolding me!”
The independent brigade had just retreated to the confinement shop when they received another order to retreat.
Yang Village's position was broken through by the Shengyang people. The 15th Army retreated to the Great Earth Temple and the Qinghe River to build their positions. The 9th Army also moved to the South Station, Hewan, and the line on the right bank of the river to build their positions. The independent brigade that had just stopped had to retreat again.
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On the path of retreat, the greenish-gray stream of people stretched as far as the eye could see. The reinforcements from Xiabei had already arrived in Shanghai.
With the cooperation of the Shengyang Navy and Air Force, the Zhongxia troops were bombarded by heavy artillery and naval cannons, and the frontline troops were forced to retreat.
The remaining soldiers who had retreated looked dejected as they moved their heavy steps numbly and mechanically.
The lightly injured were still fine. They could endure the pain and help each other move forward with difficulty.
The heavily injured were in trouble. Their physical injuries made them beg the soldiers passing by to take them with them. However, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves now. Who could help the others?
When most of the soldiers of Central Xia first entered the battlefield, they had the conviction to kill the enemy and serve their country. However, after witnessing the power of the Shengyang people's large-caliber cannons, they only wanted to leave this Asura hell as soon as possible.
Zhong Yu's independent brigade was definitely an anomaly in this flood.
Although they were both unkempt and dressed in dirty and tattered military uniforms, their confidence and determination were clearly different from the other defeated soldiers.
Moreover, the long line of cars told the remaining soldiers that this unit was different from the rest. It was also because of this that many people who had designs on the cars of the independent brigade gave up on asking for trouble after careful consideration.
Zhong Yu didn't choose to ride a car but followed the infantry on foot.
It wasn't that Zhong Yu didn't want to take the car, but he really couldn't stand the road that was like the surface of the moon. The bumpy road and the car that lacked a shock absorption system made Zhong Yu, who was used to sitting in a 21st century car, doubt his life every minute.
"Sir, can you bring my brother along? He has already killed eight Rising Sun soldiers!”
A soldier with an injured calf and a cane made of tree branches supported another wounded soldier and stopped Zhong Yu and the others.
It was obvious that the soldier was exhausted. His tattered military uniform had long been soaked in sweat, and his injured calf could not stop trembling. The gauze that bandaged his wound was also dyed red by blood. If it was not for the fact that he was really at the end of his rope, he might not have dared to stop Zhong Yu and the others.
Zhong Yu stopped in his tracks and helped the soldier lay the soldier he was supporting on the side of the road.
The soldier lying on the ground frowned and was unconscious. Although his face was covered in dirt, one could still see his slightly tender face.
Zhong Yu lifted the soldier's clothes and looked at his wound. There was a penetrating wound on his abdomen. It did not hurt any vital parts, but it had only been bandaged briefly. The wound had already started to become inflamed.
In the twenty-first century, such a wound might only take ten days to be discharged from the hospital. But now, in the Zhongxia army, which lacked doctors and medicine, such a wound was fatal.
Before the mass production of penicillin, the number of soldiers who died of wound infection due to delayed treatment or improper treatment was more than the number of soldiers killed by other diseases and disasters combined.
Some people even believed that the number of soldiers who died from infected wounds was more than the number of people who were killed on the battlefield.
Perhaps it was a little exaggerated, but it was not difficult to see the horror of wound infection.
If the soldier in front of him had not met him, it would have been difficult for him to survive even if he was sent to the rear.
Fortunately, when they set off from Qiongya this time, the medicine that the field hospital brought the most was sulfuric acid. Although its effect was not as good as penicillin, it was already the best anti-inflammatory drug at present.
The Red Alert base could only produce sulfuric acid for the time being. When the base upgraded to level 3 and unlocked the production capacity of penicillin, this liquid gold would definitely bring a lot of money to Zhong Yu.
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