"Who said no? These American soldiers are much better than ours. They have always been in a peaceful society and have always enjoyed a happy life that our Chinese people cannot enjoy.

But when we arrive on the battlefield, life is equal, and when we face death, we can’t do anything!”

Lu Zefu sighed softly. The Hu Ben Army has strong battlefield rescue capabilities. Under normal circumstances, as long as it is not a sure death, it can be rescued.

However, this is Guadalam, not the battlefield of the Hu Ben Army. The first aid medicines they carry can only be hung up first. However, if they cannot undergo surgery in time, they can often only watch young and lively lives die in a wail.

At this time, the only thing they can do is to give the wounded in endless pain one or two injections of morphine to relieve their pain and allow them to suffer less torture before they die.

"Lt. Colonel Lu, I'll treat you to whiskey!"

At this moment, Lieutenant Colonel Grover, the commander of the 1st Battalion of the 5th Land Regiment, walked over with a bottle of wine and invited Lu Zefu to drink with a smile on his face.

"Oh, three grams of oil!"

Lu Zefu nodded with a smile. The company he led was in the 1st Battalion. The two of them were considered life-and-death comrades-in-arms fighting side by side, and their relationship was pretty good.

After Grover handed the bottle to Lu Zefu, he thanked him sincerely: "Lieutenant Colonel Lu, all of your Chinese troops are good, and you are really good at fighting. Today, thanks to your help from the side.

Otherwise, we don’t know how many more guys we will sacrifice, and your first aid medicines are also very useful! Thank you so much!"

"Lieutenant Colonel Grover, you are so kind. We are the brothers of life and death in the same trench!"

After some chat, Lu Zefu said in a serious tone, "Today we only won a small victory, which was a preliminary heel on the island, but it was obvious that the Japanese army was far from hurting, and they would never give up. The next battle was the most critical.

So please be sure to build a position before dark to prevent the Japanese army from raiding overnight. From tomorrow onwards, we should enter the real battle."

"Okay! We know what to do!"

Grover nodded with a smile, then chatted for a few words before turning around and leaving, busying himself.

Time flies very quickly, and it gets dark after a few hours.

As Van der Grift, Lu Zefu and others expected, it is destined to be a Christmas Eve tonight.

The Allied forces successfully landed on Guadalam, but the Japanese army would never submit easily, even if the defense zone that the Allied forces broke through was just an insignificant part, and they began to launch a counterattack after nightfall.

On the evening of October 3, the Allied landing troops arrived quietly before they had time to celebrate the successful landing in Guadalam.

Late at night that night, the Sanchuan Army led the Eighth Fleet to win a great victory in the Battle of Guadalam, sinking four heavy cruisers and one destroyer in one fell swoop. Only two of its own ships were slightly injured.

Due to the disastrous defeat in this naval battle, Allied transport ships and aircraft carriers hurriedly fled the waters of Guadalam.

The Marines who watched the chaotic night battle in Guado the night before were shocked to find that the transport ships gathered in the bay yesterday had long disappeared, and there were no fighter jets in the sky to provide protection.

Obviously, the First Land War Division and the Huben Naval Marine Battalion were thrown on Guadao and became an isolated army.

"What, was our fleet defeated by the Japanese last night?"

"God, have we been abandoned?"

"Damn it! What should we do?"

When they learned that the fleet had retreated overnight and they were abandoned on a deserted island where birds could not shit, the US officers and soldiers of the First Land War Division all had great panic.

Especially those young men who were on the battlefield for the first time, they had already seen the madness of the Japanese army and the cold deaths of their compatriots yesterday, and they felt very panicked.

But now, the superior officers told them that they have now become an isolated army, and perhaps for a long time, not only will they not be protected by the air force, but they will not be able to obtain effective supplies.

However, although there was chaos and panic to a certain extent, the First Land War Division was not a vulnerable rookie unit. Under the command of officers at all levels, order was quickly restored.

Faced with the dilemma, Major General Van der Grift could only continue to consolidate the defense circle and stabilize his position with defense first.

The 5th Land War Regiment is responsible for the western half of the defense circle, the 4th Land War Regiment is responsible for the north side, the 1st Land War Regiment is responsible for the eastern half, and the 7th Land War Regiment is responsible for the south side.

As the 11th Land War Regiment, which belongs to the Artillery Regiment of the First Land War Division, the 2nd and 3rd Battalions equipped with 75mm howitzers and the 5th Battalions equipped with 105mm howitzers are deployed in the middle of the defense zone, ready to provide artillery fire support at any time.

Soon after, this hastily established defense circle will become a battlefield for soldiers on both sides to fight bloody battles.

"Yoxi, the Imperial Japanese Navy did a pretty job!"

After receiving the relevant information, Kiyoko Kawaguchi suddenly burst into laughter on his face and kept mumbling, "The US landing fleet was defeated and fled, which means that the Japanese Empire completely controlled the air and sea control rights of Guadalam. Then these US troops who came to the island naturally became isolated lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

Immediately afterwards, Kawaguchi Kiyogen turned his head to look at Nasu Kouyu and Ichiki Kiyonaga, who were also full of excitement, and said loudly:

"Nasuko, Ichikiko, it's our Imperial Army's turn to take over. We must annihilate these ignorant Americans as soon as possible and let them taste the power of the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese."

Nasu Gongxiong nodded with a smile and said, "Hayi! The time is finally ripe. The Imperial Japanese Army will win this battle!"

Kiyona Ichiki shouted arrogantly: "General Kawaguchi, let our Ichiki Detachment take the lead in the next battle. I believe that the imperial warriors can definitely play their glorious traditions and give the US military a devastating blow!"

The Yimu Detachment led by Yimu Qingzhi is actually the 28th Regiment of the 7th Division, and it can indeed be regarded as an elite force with a glorious history.

"Soga, since that's the case, then you guys are responsible for attacking from the front."

Kiyoken Kawaguchi nodded happily, and then said viciously, "But before this, we must first prepare for overwhelming artillery fire. The blood of the Imperial Warriors can flow, but not in vain!"

The Allied fleet was defeated. Although there were many Allied ground troops on the island, they had no air and sea control. The Japanese army could do whatever they wanted and bombard the Allied positions with planes and naval guns.

In particular, the Allied ground forces did not carry too many heavy weapons, and the number of tanks and armored vehicles was not large. In this case, it seemed that they had really turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Yoxi, what Kawaguchi-kun said is extremely true!"

"We will definitely win a great victory in this battle, and Guadalone will inevitably become the tomb of the Americans!"
Chapter completed!