Rise From Eight Hundred

Soldiers, want to live.

But they can't give up fighting.

Then, they can only kill the enemy.

The simplest logic!

After driving the unwilling Hammer to the back of the mountain, the three soldiers began their own battle.

On the not-so-wide hilltop, seven or eight piles of weeds were gathered and placed everywhere, and black gunpowder from the shells was put on them. This was what Potato came up with on a whim.

This was what he learned from the Battle of Bihe River. The smoke on the battlefield could not only hide the real strength of the troops, but more importantly, it could cover up the real firepower points.

While they were busy, the Japanese vanguard team had crossed the forest with bayonets and cut through the thorns, and advanced hard in the valley full of big rocks.

A hundred meters behind the Japanese vanguard team, there were two squads of more than 30 people marching one after the other, and they had already gone down the forest and arrived at the valley entrance.

The position of the three soldiers of the Fourth Regiment was on a low peak on the side of the valley, no more than 60 or 70 meters high, and a hundred meters away from the valley, but it was enough to lock the entire valley. The entire hilltop was occupied by positions that could shoot into the valley, with a shooting angle of up to 270 degrees.

Anyone who wanted to pass through the valley could not even think about it before they were completely killed.

"Mr. Zhongzuo, after observation, this is the easiest way to the mountain." A Japanese sergeant ran to report to Yin Tengyangtai.

"Youxi, everyone, move forward quickly and pass through here." Yin Tengyangtai, who was sandwiched between two teams, finally let go of half of his heart.

His strategy of escaping from the golden cicada shell was completely successful. The sound of gunfire nearly a thousand meters away was still fierce, and the roar of "board" was still echoing in the mountains of China. Even if the Chinese wanted to kill them all, it would be at least several minutes later.

And he, as long as he crossed this valley, would re-enter the dense jungle in ten minutes. At that time, even if the Chinese reacted and wanted to chase him, it would be an extremely difficult task.

Glancing at the Chinese old man who was being forced by a Japanese infantryman with a bayonet, Yin Tengyangtai's eyes flashed a fierce light.

The Chinese gave him such unforgettable memories, so he must leave something for the Chinese. This old Chinese man who was forced to take him out of danger is a good material.

In the mind of the Japanese Army Zhongzuo, the angry and helpless expression of the Chinese people after seeing the corpses of their own people hanging high on the cliffs has even emerged!

After passing the valley, he will be killed. As for the wild boar that is raised by humans and looks docile, it will be regarded as the rations given to him by the Chinese for atonement!

The Japanese Army Zhongzuo, who was thinking about leaving and taking revenge, may not know that the hearts of the three soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment 300 meters away are more anxious than him.

However, they are not waiting for them to enter the valley and completely enter their best shooting range.

Instead, the three people stared with sore eyes, and did not find the imagined senior Japanese commander, except for the stretcher carried by four infantrymen.

Even Yang Bicheng, who had a scope, could only find that the highest rank of this Japanese squad was sergeant, which was just the position of squad leader, and was on the same level as Lao Suanpan, the sergeant squad leader.

If this was a group of defeated soldiers, it would be fine if they were only concerned with escaping in a scattered marching formation, but the formation of these three squads was extremely tight. Not to mention the vanguard squad with leading reconnaissance, but also equipped with grenade launchers and light machine guns. If there was no commander who could hold the line, Lao Suanpan, as the squad leader, would not believe it.

When did the squad leaders become so awesome? Anyway, Lao Suanpan knew that although he had a lot of experience, if he really led an infantry platoon, he would definitely not be able to command the Japanese army like an arm, and the squad leaders in the platoon were not inferior to him in terms of experience.

However, Lao Suanpan, who firmly believed in his own judgment, still did not find the valuable target he wanted.

In fact, a certain Japanese soldier was very cunning.

Human beings are very strange. Once the bottom line they have adhered to for many years is breached, they will become completely without a bottom line. Just like a man who has never cheated, one day he suddenly tastes the temptation from the outside world. If you expect him to still abide by the moral bottom line as before, it is as funny as Sun Wukong falling in love with Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Yin Tengyangtai has played the shameless trick of escaping from the shell, so he even took off his pants. In order to better hide himself, the dignified Japanese Army Lieutenant Zuo took off the yellow-green woolen uniform, long leather boots, and white gloves, and put on the uniform of a second-class soldier and big iron-nailed cowhide boots. Even his beloved command knife was not hung on his body, but on the backpack of the signalman.

He even pretended to carry a heavy Type 38 rifle, dressed like a standard Japanese infantryman.

Not to mention that at a distance of two or three hundred meters, the three soldiers could not recognize that this was a Japanese army general who could command at least several thousand people. Even if they were face to face, they probably would not know that this haggard middle-aged greasy man was actually the highest commander of the Second Mixed Brigade in Changle Village.

If it weren't for the sergeant's habitual reporting to his superior.

The Japanese army obviously didn't know the popular saying of the Four-Line Group, "If you want someone to die, salute him on the battlefield!"

The Japanese army's habitual behavior of standing at attention and bowing to their superiors on the battlefield really killed more than one or two of their superiors.

Perhaps, the Taihang Mountains are not compatible with the Japanese. The "flower of the empire withered in the Taihang Mountains" was seen by a few "Tuba" from the mountain. They saw a group of Japanese officers nodding and bowing to the lieutenant general brigade commander and impulsively decided to "luxury". They fired several mortar shells at a certain unlucky guy and sent him back to the arms of Amaterasu.

You know, if the "Tuba" with extremely scarce supplies is not in a life-and-death situation, they will never do it like Comrade Wang Xiaoqiang did before.

When he saw the sergeant nodding and bowing respectfully through the scope, Yang Bicheng's eyes fell on the Japanese soldiers hidden by the branches and leaves, and never moved away from them.

Especially when this Japanese private, who still had a little belly, entered the valley surrounded by two infantry squads, Yang Bicheng's crosshairs never left his head.

If it was a Japanese second lieutenant, perhaps the sergeant could explain it by nodding and bowing, but a Japanese private was able to receive this treatment, and his identity was simply obvious.

More importantly, the Japanese uniforms were too ill-fitting.

The Japanese army was not like the Chinese army. It was difficult to even issue uniforms to soldiers. The various equipment and supplies they equipped for each soldier were like Huang Shiren meeting Yang Bailao in front of the Chinese soldiers who only had two sets of uniforms in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Several reasons were enough for Yang Bicheng, a precise shooter with a range of about 280 meters under the blessing of the scope, to list him as the most suspicious target, without a doubt.

After about fifteen Japanese infantrymen entered the valley more than fifty meters in a row, "shoot!" accompanied by a low roar from Lao Suanpan.

"Bang!" Yang Bicheng pulled the trigger without thinking.

Yin Tengyangtai, who was walking carefully in the Japanese army, became the first person among all the Japanese soldiers who were startled by the gunshots to make a "tactical" move.

However, it was not active, but passive.

The 7.92mm bullet, which released its kinetic energy to the maximum after flying for more than 200 meters, easily penetrated the Type 90 steel helmet. The broken and deformed bullet penetrated the temple of the Japanese "Private" and stirred a blood hole the size of a wine glass.

The Japanese soldier Zhong Zuo, who fell to the ground without a sound, was desperately dragged behind a big rock by the panicked Japanese soldiers and failed to leave a last word. The only action left to the Japanese soldiers who ran away together was a kick with both legs, and then another kick.

That was the last nerve reaction of the organism, commonly known as the last struggle. The brain died, but the body still tried to prove its freshness before the heart stopped beating completely.

Killed with one shot.

The Japanese Army Zhong Zuo, who thought he was about to escape, probably didn't expect that he would become the first casualty of this extremely small but extremely tragic battle.

What is aggrieved? This is it!

Shan Wenwen, whose intestines were blown out by the shells, had not yet died, and Yin Tengyangtai, the unlucky child who racked his brains to survive, was killed by only one bullet.

In life, whether it is good or bad, 70% depends on hard work and 30% is determined by fate. Yin Tengyangtai's fate may have been destined to stay here and become a material for fertilizer since the moment he stepped into the mountains of China.

However, the three Chinese soldiers at this time and place are typical of those who value quantity over quality. Even if they knew that the guy who was killed was the highest-ranking Japanese soldier in the entire mountain, they probably wouldn't be too excited.

After all, the more devils killed in the first wave of sneak attacks, the greater the possibility of their survival.

For example, Lao Suanpan was definitely the best in this first wave of shooting.

It was also a gun, but Lao Suanpan holding the MP28 submachine gun did not just fire one shot, but pulled the trigger and fired a full 32 rounds of bullets, which was also the maximum capacity of the MP28 magazine.

His target was the Japanese vanguard squad closest to the hilltop position, and he was shooting at full force.

The range of the MP28 submachine gun was only a hundred meters, and the Japanese army was at least 200 meters away at this time. This was a difficult task for the MP28 submachine gun. The 9mm Luger bullet was almost floating after flying 150 meters, and it was impossible to keep it straight.

But the old man had been using the submachine gun for so long that he was already familiar with the performance of the weapon in his hand. Submachine guns have never relied on accuracy to win, but on fierce firepower and a wide range of bullets. In addition, now they are in a high position, and the influence of gravity on bullets is relatively small.

The fact that four Japanese soldiers fell down wailing in the fierce rain of bullets proved that the veteran's decisive judgment was completely correct.

As for why they did not wait for the Japanese infantry to get closer before firing, it was still the same reason. There were only three of them. If the Japanese army got too close, they would attack from three sides with their superior strength, and the three people on the mountain would definitely die.

Only by firing at each other at a longer distance can we delay the battle for a longer time and reinforcements can arrive.

Yes, although Lao Suanpan decided to attack, he was never arrogant enough to think that the three of them could kill all the dozens of Japanese soldiers.

What they really need to do is to block this wave of Japanese soldiers, wait for reinforcements to arrive, and kill this group of Japanese invaders together.

Potato did not shoot, but when the two big brothers shot, he first fired the only two red flares into the sky, and then lit a match and set fire everywhere on the position. He didn't even need to start a fire, as long as there was smoke.

There were more than a dozen places on the top of the mountain where smoke could be seen. Looking from the bottom of the mountain, at least one infantry squad was shooting. It's just that the firepower is a little weak.

At the moment the battle started, dozens of Japanese soldiers were absolutely stunned.

Not only because they could see that they could escape through the dangerous area into the mountains, but they were hit by the "Black Whirlwind Li Kui" who jumped out and hit them with an axe, but more importantly, the leader who led the escape was dead.

Died in the first shot fired by the enemy.

Damn, you are the big brother, okay? Why did you die like this? You made it difficult for your brothers! The Japanese sergeant who was still twitching slightly and indicated that he could still rescue his boss's body was really in tears at that moment.

If it weren't for the half-dead Major General Yamamoto around him, the dozens of Japanese infantrymen with the escort squadron as the main force would even want to turn around and go back to the mountains.

This kind of attack on the Chinese occupying the highland battlefield, they don't know how many times in the past ten days, they are almost sick of it.

I don't know why the Chinese like to play this trick so much, treating themselves as an iron nail nailed on the top of the mountain, waiting for the imperial army to pull it out, even if each nail pulled out is equivalent to dozens of lives, the Chinese still enjoy it.

But the key is that the Japanese infantry will pay more lives and blood, and no one wants to play with the Chinese in the way of exchanging coins!

However, it doesn't matter. The Chinese, who have always been "I don't want you to think, I only want me to think", not only have to play, but also seem to be unwilling to let anyone go.

Yang Bicheng, who was shooting at them from a high position, shot a Japanese soldier who was not hidden tightly enough in the shoulder again. The crazy flip of the 7.92mm bullet opened a big hole in the Japanese soldier's body like a wine glass. The miserable howl that resounded through the valley made the rest of the Japanese soldiers full of fear.

The Chinese are too vicious, and they don't want to fight.

When the rabbit is angry, it can kick the eagle! What's more, the cruel Japanese army.

The Japanese army, which lost its supreme commander and was in a state of confusion for a short time, re-established a new commander after 30 seconds. He was a second lieutenant, a squad leader of the escort squadron, and a die-hard of Yamamoto's faction.

With his rank and qualifications, he was enough to lead the remnants of the Japanese army, which was about the same size as the infantry squad.

Therefore, the Japanese army, which was forced into a desperate situation, counterattacked quickly enough.

The green smoke burning in the bushes on the top of the mountain completely covered the white smoke rising from the shooting of Lao Suanpan and Yang Bicheng, making it difficult for the Japanese soldiers hiding behind the rocks in the valley to determine the target.

Although more than 30 Type 38 rifles did not completely lock on the target on the right hilltop, they also made the sand and gravel on the top of the mountain bang.

When the three light machine guns of the Japanese army were set up and started firing at the top of the mountain, the two queues of Japanese soldiers, which were a hundred meters apart, quickly separated their infantry and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Although they were defeated, they were once elite soldiers. The Japanese knew very well that although capturing this hilltop position would waste time to escape, they had to do so, otherwise the Chinese on the hilltop position would keep them tied down until the Chinese army arrived.

No one could escape from this valley under the pursuit of bullets, whether forward or backward.

Their only way to survive was to fight the Chinese here to death and kill them, and then they would have a chance to escape before more Chinese arrived.

It can be said that after the attack order was issued, the three Chinese soldiers and more than 40 Japanese soldiers had no way to retreat.

If you want to live, you must dare to face death!

Both sides showed their own bravery, just like two fierce beasts competing for the hunting area, even if they were covered with wounds, they would try their best to extend their claws and fangs to the opponent.

From this moment on, the soldiers of China and Japan were not for the empire or for defending the nation, but for being able to continue breathing!