"Hiss!" When Lieutenant Shi Qian's finger quickly retracted from the barrel of the rifle, he couldn't help but make a sound of being burned. When Lieutenant Shi Qian arrived at the port with the troops, there was no decent resistance on the shore. The UA soldiers jumped into the water and tried to escape. Lieutenant Shi Qian commanded his company to stand in a row on the shore of the lake and shoot into the water for about half an hour. Lieutenant Shi Qian had no idea how many bullets were fired. Anyway, the trigger of his rifle began to burn his hand. After accidentally touching the barrel, Lieutenant Shi Qian felt that the barrel was as hot as a soldering iron.
"It's almost time, retreat!" Lieutenant Shi Qian shouted to the troops.
After half an hour of shooting, the troops seemed to be quite tired. In the beginning, when the troops hit the enemy in the water, they would scream to express their feelings. In the last 10 minutes, no one said a word. Everyone just kept shooting. When the troops were retreating, Lieutenant Shi Qian heard a soldier whisper, "We should have set up the machine gun at the beginning and strafe these enemies."
The comrades who heard this nodded one after another, including Lieutenant Shi Qian. However, a heavy machine gun was too heavy. It was too difficult to let this weapon accompany the infantry. In fact, half an hour after the battle began, the heavy machine gun was dragged to the front line of the lake. However, the enemies were basically killed by the troops on the lake shore. It was too much of a waste of ammunition to use machine guns to strafe the remaining enemies.
Just when Lieutenant Shi Qian was about to lead the troops to hand over the defense with the follow-up troops, he saw a small team of more than a dozen people coming from the opposite side. The leader's face was covered with a large piece of gauze soaked in blood. This alone was particularly eye-catching. After the small team approached, Lieutenant Shi Qian recognized that the leader was his acquaintance, Lieutenant Wei Jianjun.
In addition to the wounds covered by gauze, the other seven or eight "small wounds" on Wei Jianjun's face made Shi Qian feel pain for Wei Jianjun. Wei Jianjun rushed into the artillery position of the UA soldiers. Shi Qian followed in. "Jianjun, the UA destroyed the artillery when they left!" He said to Wei Jianjun.
Wei Jianjun's face was filled with bitterness and hatred. The cannons on the artillery positions had all been destroyed, and these cannons had caused Wei Jianjun and his troops to suffer greatly. Since there was no way to vent the fire by destroying the cannons, Wei Jianjun brought his men to the lakeside. Some Americans were still desperately trying to leave the shore and escape back to the United States. Without saying a word, Wei Jianjun picked up his rifle and started shooting at the few guys who were still alive. Shi Qian didn't know what Wei Jianjun had encountered. Looking at Wei Jianjun's bitter and hateful expression, Shi Qian didn't dare to speak and could only watch from the side.
It had to be said that Wei Jianjun's military skills were quite good. At a distance of more than 50 meters, he had killed at least two people with ten shots. It could be seen from the violent movements of those people when they were hit by the bullets. Shi Qian was very surprised. In his opinion, those two fellows were really killed, and not pretending to be dead. But Wei Jianjun easily saw through everything.
Shi Qian did not know why Wei Jianjun was like this, but Qi Rui, the acting chief of staff in the military headquarters, knew it very well. This battle was a great victory. The motorized infantry displayed mobility that far exceeded traditional infantry. The troops surrounded the enemy and attacked resolutely. If not for the incident on the lake shore, this would undoubtedly have been a perfect victory.
If the battle in other places was not particularly smooth, this loss might not be as obvious as it was now. At least four battalions' positions were fiercely bombarded by the American artillery. The infantry battalions in the forest lost about 30 people. The three battalions on the lake shore lost more than a hundred people, which was almost the sum of the casualties of the four battalions.
What shocked Qi Rui was that his good friends Hu Xingzhi and Li Shaokang were both injured. The military hospital was performing emergency surgery on the two of them. Hu Xingzhi was slightly better. Although it was uncertain whether he could save one of his arms, his life was relatively safe. Li Shaokang was seriously injured, and his life was a big problem.
A few years ago, when he chose to serve in the Americas from the South China Sea, Li Shaokang and the others were Qi Rui's students and comrades. In the war, Qi Rui had seen too many deaths of his enemies and the casualties of his army. Just when Qi Rui felt that he was used to war, he realized that it was because he had not met the people he really cared about.
Like Qi Rui, Hu Xingzhi and Li Shaokang were also born into the family of the early leaders of the Liberation Army. Although these people could be said to be car loads in Nanjing and were not conspicuous at all. At this time, Qi Rui discovered one thing. Compared to the soldiers of ordinary birth, the number of blood relatives of direct high-ranking soldiers like Hu Xingzhi and Li Shaokang was actually not large.
Ma Xiaoming, Qian Duoduo, and the others who rose up in the motorized infantry could not be said to have no background, but this background was still far from being blood relatives. Although the number of soldiers of ordinary birth was greater in the army's losses, in terms of proportion, the proportion of direct blood relatives of these high-ranking soldiers was unexpectedly large.
A thought suddenly appeared in Qi Rui's mind. This thought made Qi Rui feel that it was a bit too "excessive." Would the blood relatives of the founding predecessors completely lose power in the army because there were too few people?
In a sense, this thought was somewhat disrespectful to Hu Xingzhi and Li Shaokang. The performance of the two so far could not be considered unqualified. If the two of them could accumulate merits step by step, based on their origins, it was only a matter of time before they obtained a higher status. But in military school, as long as the teachers talked about issues related to combat, they would not forget to tell these students that in war, they would inevitably face injuries and death. As long as these two people were active on the battlefield as soldiers, their safety could not be guaranteed.
Would the blood of the founders of the Liberation Army eventually disappear from the army? Thinking of this, Qi Rui felt a little melancholy. But would the influence of the founders of the Liberation Army also disappear from the army? Thinking of this problem, Qi Rui suddenly felt an indescribable ambition in his heart.
No matter from which perspective, there must be people with strong influence in the Liberation Army, which was the leader of this army. If the influence of the old guys eventually disappeared, young people like Qi Rui would have a chance.
Thinking of this, Qi Rui felt that his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. Before these thoughts emerged, Qi Rui never thought that he would think about the changes brought about by war like this. When he was younger, Qi Rui was very opposed to this kind of one general's success on the battlefield.
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