Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 339 - 0339 Anbang Establishes the Nation 3_1

Chapter 339: Chapter 0339 Anbang Establishes the Nation 3_1

Lu Jiang didn’t have time to inform Zhao Anbang about the recent events at home before discovering an enemy attack.

The enemy attacked the lower sentry post, presumably with the intention to strike from above.

Despite being injured, they threw themselves into the intense battle, defending the higher ground and reinforcing the lower.

"Anbang, I’ll leave the higher ground to you. Defense is the priority, with attack as a secondary measure. You take command! I’ll handle the skirmish down below and quickly return with the men to back you up, catching them off guard from behind," said Lu Jiang.

Lu Jiang took up his rifle, lay hidden behind a mound of earth, and fired off a series of shots at the small group attempting a sneak attack.

As gunshots rang out, flesh flew under the remnants of the setting sun.

A few shots and several people fell.

After the sporadic gunshots, all enemy soldiers were shot, lying motionless on the ground.

Nevertheless, Lu Jiang didn’t let his guard down. Instead, he quickly pulled down a rookie soldier who was getting excited about the downed enemies, sternly shouting, "Get down!"

The rookie soldier quickly hit the deck as two bullets whizzed just above his head, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

After several consecutive shots from Lu Jiang, the enemies who had feigned death only to fire again were riddled with bullets. He didn’t let a single enemy off, shooting each one in the head, "In a frontline battle, remember, you can’t afford to be complacent. Prevent the enemy from playing dead for your carelessness could cost your life! The life of each of our soldiers is invaluable."

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old new recruit nodded with tear-filled eyes, "Yes, thank you, Commander!"

Lu Jiang then had a few soldiers search the area; suffocating those who were not dead on the spot and confiscating any spoils of war.

They took everything the enemy had, from their clothes and weapons to personal items.

Short on supplies, they now relied solely on these spoils to sustain their subsequent battles.

Afterwards, he left a portion of soldiers to guard the lower sentry post while he led the remaining troops back up. As expected, the battle there was hectic. Although it was a tough fight, early planning prevented them from panicking. Therefore, he and his troops attacked the enemy from the rear.

As darkness fell, their inferior equipment made the battle even tougher.

After using up all their ammunition, they resorted to bayonets and relied on the cover of night to engage in fierce close-quarter combat.

After a night of fierce fighting, they finally managed to kill 153 enemies and seriously injure 70 others; however, it came at the cost of 24 of their own men.

Watching as the surviving forty-eight wounded were carried past the blockade line and rushed to the military hospital, some with broken arms, some with severed legs, some blinded, others disfigured; Lu Jiang panted for air, roughly wiping his face smeared with blood – it was unclear whether it was enemy or friendly blood.

Zhao Anbang had been stabbed in the leg. Although the bone wasn’t hit, blood kept gushing out.

Lu Jiang took out the Yunnan Baiyao Medicine that Feng Qingxue had prepared for him from his pocket. There were traditional bottled pills and capsules. Every time he went into battle, he carried these with him. He would take the capsules when injured; the pills were for saving others. Now, there were hardly any left.

Feng Qingxue had warned him in advanced because the Yunnan Baiyao capsules couldn’t be found on the market.

Lu Jiang ripped off a strip of cloth, tied it around Zhao Anbang’s thigh to stem the bleeding, then made him swallow the pills.

"If you trust me, swallow them!" The hemostatic function of Yunnan Baiyao is exceptional.

Zhao Anbang didn’t ask any questions and swallowed them immediately.

Lu Jiang waved for the men to carry Zhao Anbang away while he distributed the remaining pills to other severely wounded soldiers who had been shot.

The battlefield has always lacked medication.

Many soldiers lost their lives due to a lack of medicine after being injured.

They may not have died on the front line, but they died from a lack of supplies.

..I feel like crying while doing these researches, so my writing speed is a bit slower. There’s still one Chapter to go. Sigh!