Chapter 339: Peace and stability 3

Lu Jiang did not have time to tell Zhao Anbang about the recent situation in his hometown because he discovered an enemy attack.

The enemy sneak attacked the sentry position below with the intention of attacking from above.

Even though they were injured, they still participated in the intense battle, guarding the top and supporting the bottom.

"Anbang, I'll leave the top to you, with defense as the main task and attack as the auxiliary. You can command them! I'll take care of the few bastards below and immediately bring people back to support you, and surprise them from behind!"

Lu Jiang carried his gun, hid behind the ridge, and fired several shots at the small group of enemies who came to attack them.

Gunshots rang out, and flesh and blood flew everywhere under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Several gunshots were fired and several people fell.

After a series of gunshots, all the enemy soldiers were shot and lay motionless on the ground.

Lu Jiang did not take it lightly. Instead, he grabbed the recruit next to him who stood up with excitement when he saw the enemy soldier fell and wanted to see the man who had been shot. He said sternly: "Get down!"

The recruit suddenly became alert and fell down suddenly. Two bullets passed over his head one after another, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Lu Jiang fired several shots in a row, sieving the enemies who pretended to be dead and then fired. He also shot the other enemies who had fallen down. "When fighting on the front line, remember not to be negligent in the slightest to prevent the enemy. Faking death will cost you your own life because of your negligence! The life of every soldier in our country is very precious."

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old recruit nodded with red eyes, "Yes, thank you, commander!"

Lu Jiang then asked several people to search him, let him die before he died, and then seized the trophies.

The other party's clothes, weapons, and everything they carry are all there.

Our own side is short of supplies and relies entirely on loot to support the coming battle.

Then, Lu Jiang left some of his men to protect the sentry position below, and he led the others back to the top. As expected, the battle was fierce. Fortunately, he had made arrangements in advance, so there was no rush, so he led his men to attack the opponent from the rear.

As night falls, the equipment is inferior to that of the opponent, making the fight even more difficult.

After the ammunition was used up, bayonets were used, and it was all up to everyone to fight hand-to-hand under the cover of night.

After a night of fighting, 153 enemies were killed and 70 were seriously injured at the expense of 24 people!

Seeing a total of forty-eight of the surviving wounded being carried off the blockade and rushed to the field hospital, some had broken arms, some had broken legs, some were blind, and some had their faces disfigured, Lu Jiang gasped for breath He breathed and wiped his face hard, his hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the blood of the enemy or the blood of his own people.

Zhao Anbang was stabbed in the leg. Fortunately, no bones were injured, but blood continued to flow out.

Lu Jiang took out the Yunnan Baiyao prepared by Feng Qingxue for him from his pocket. One was a traditional Chinese medicine pill in a bottle, and the other was a capsule. He carried it with him every time he went to the battlefield. When he was injured, he took the capsule. The meatballs were used to save people, but now there are very few left.

Feng Qingxue had warned her in advance because there were no Yunnan Baiyao capsules on the market.

Lu Jiang tore off a strip of cloth to tie the artery in Zhao Anbang's leg, then poured the pills out and stuffed them into his mouth.

"If you trust me, I'll take it!" Yunnan Baiyao's hemostatic function is particularly powerful.

Zhao Anbang opened his mouth and swallowed it without asking.

Lu Jiang waved his hand to ask people to carry Zhao Anbang down, and distributed the remaining pills to the soldiers who were seriously injured after being shot.

There has always been a shortage of medical care and medicine in battlefields.

Many soldiers were injured and lost their lives due to lack of medicine.

He did not die on the front line, but died due to lack of supplies.

. . I want to cry while looking up the information. The coding is a bit slow. There is still one more update. Hey!