Rise From Eight Hundred

The roar of the old abacus and the howl of the hammer still echoed in the valley, and the two human sculptures on the battlefield that stunned both sides changed.

The Japanese soldier who was pierced by a bullet had a sluggish look in his eyes and fell to his knees.

The heavy bleeding caused by the three-edged bayonet far exceeded that of the Japanese bayonet. That kind of damage could not be resisted by the mental will.

Potato then let go of the gun handle and let the Japanese soldier collapse on the ground with his beloved rifle.

It was not that he did not want to pull out his bayonet, but that he really had no strength.

He did not have to worry that the three-edged bayonet would be taken away by the Japanese. He seemed to hear the howl of the hammer and looked back. In the child's eye that had begun to sluggish, there seemed to be a dark blue shadow running towards this side.

But why does it feel so far away? You must come! Squad leader, there are still many children to raise!

Potato fell on his back.

"Potato! You bastard, you are stupid!" The old abacus witnessed this tragic scene and burst into tears.

He stood up and fired the last bullet in the Mauser pistol that was originally reserved for him at the two Japanese soldiers in front of him with a "bang". At such a close distance, the Japanese soldiers had no way to dodge, and one of them fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

The old soldier, who had been completely crazy, threw the Mauser pistol, which was the most precious to the soldiers in normal times, like throwing a stone at another Japanese soldier who was ready to shoot at him, and directly hit the Japanese soldier.

"Kill!" The old soldier had no rifle in his hand, but it did not stop him from rushing towards the Japanese.

With the help of the momentum from a high position, the old abacus that avoided the blade of the Japanese rifle hit the Japanese soldier hard, and the two people entangled and rolled down the mountain.

The scene was described with many words and sentences, but for the scene, it was just a few seconds of a rabbit's move. The two Chinese soldiers used this kind of completely tragic death to see the truth with the Japanese soldiers who also fought for their last breath.

However, the last laugh was still the Japanese.

Because, the three Chinese soldiers on the high ground were all killed in the battle, but there were still two Japanese soldiers standing in front of the high ground position, including the Japanese Army second lieutenant who decisively joined the battlefield in the end.

But the two Japanese soldiers saw this situation, but they did not feel any joy of victory, but stood there in a daze.

Is this still the Chinese they know? The battle of Changle Village was lost because the brigade fell into the trap of the Chinese army, which had far more troops than them.

But what to say now? There are only three Chinese on the position, 3VS50.

Yes, although I want to deny it, this is the fact in front of me.

What made the two Japanese soldiers' mentality collapse was that these three Chinese almost shot and killed all of their squad of more than 40 people, and even when they were at the end of their rope, they took the lives of two companions.

No, there is one more, and they are still fighting. The muffled groans and cries for help from the top of the mountain and the 20 or 30 meters away interrupted the fear of the two Japanese soldiers.

But they didn't have time to rescue their companions.

"Ah~~~" A long howl with great anger suddenly exploded ten meters away from them.

The unique vigilance of veterans made them shudder. They guessed wrong. There are still enemies here?

As they turned back in horror, the half-grown wild boar, who was raised by people since childhood and was obviously a pet pig, arrived here from the valley without knowing when.

The round pig eyes were red. They knew that it was anger without reading. What was the wild boar angry about? Need they say?

They killed its owner. This wild boar came for revenge.

Yes, 'Guaiguai' was very angry. This was the first time in five months since it was born that it awakened an emotion called anger.

'Guaiguai' was an unfortunate and lucky piglet. Unfortunately, not long after it was born, its mother fell into a hunter's trap and died. After other pig brothers and sisters died of hunger and cold, the little wild boar who was not even a month old and was about to face the god of death met the old man.

The lonely old man originally had his eyes on a piece of fresh meat, but the action of ‘Guaiguai’ desperately sucking the old man’s fingers accidentally touched the softest corner of the old man’s heart. That year, his little grandson held his fingers tightly and died in his arms.

The old man named the little wild boar ‘Guaiguai’, and the man and the pig depended on each other in this deep mountain forest. ‘Guaiguai’ had a big appetite. In the winter when there was not much food, the old man would give the few remaining stocks to it, and would rather starve himself. For Guaiguai, the old man was like its mother.

But that day, the mother was gone.

Originally, ‘Guaiguai’, who was still sniffing around in a daze, was startled by the gunshot, and then saw ‘mother’ lying there. No matter how hard it tried to push with its mouth or head, it couldn’t wake him up.

The strong smell of blood completely released the suppressed animal nature. Although it didn’t understand what death was, it knew that the mother would never reach out her rough but warm hands to touch its head like before.

It was all those damned khakis, they did it.

So, it came.

Even though it knew that the long sticks held by those khaki humans would spit out terrible things, which might hurt it, it would still rush up and teach them a lesson with its teeth.

"Baga! Damn Chinese pig, kill it." The Japanese second lieutenant was furious.

It was fine that the Chinese bullied him, but he didn't expect that the Chinese pigs would dare to show their teeth to him. They simply didn't take the Imperial Japanese Army seriously.

He picked up the gun and shot at the wild boar.

A ball of blood exploded on the fleshy shoulder blade of the half-big wild boar.

"Ouch~~~" 'Good boy' cried out in pain, but did not stop.

"You ignorant beast! Only worthy of being a roast pig!" The Japanese second lieutenant felt relieved.

This crazy wild boar looks fierce, but it is stupid enough. It travels in a straight line and its speed is not that fast. All it takes is one more shot to kill it.

The infantrymen next to the Japanese second lieutenant were also ready to pull the trigger.

At this moment, a gust of fishy wind came, and a huge mouth suddenly bit down on the wrist of the Japanese infantryman. With a "Kacha" sound, the wrist bones were bitten off.

The Japanese infantryman who was suddenly attacked let out a miserable howl and pulled the trigger, but apparently the bullet hit nowhere.

A big yellow dog as big as a calf suddenly appeared next to the two of them. After biting off the wrist of the Japanese infantry, it quickly jumped away without waiting for the Japanese to attack it. It stared at the two of them with cold eyes, revealing Fangs as sharp as daggers.

At that moment, cold sweat dripped down the foreheads of the two Japanese soldiers.

Damn it, the Chinese really do everything they can! Even watchdogs are brought to the battlefield.

Whether it is a Chinese dog or not, no need to say! The dog was wearing a dark green vest and a collar with steel spikes around its neck. The Imperial Army would not dress a dog like this. Moreover, the breed looked like a typical Chinese pastoral dog, but it was a bit unusually large.

Yes, the hammer is coming.

From behind a stone no more than one meter away from where they were standing, they launched an attack on the two Japanese soldiers.

Hammer, who has experienced many battlefields, has a cool head, comparable to his ancestors who roared proudly in the mountains. Just now, in anger, he awakened the wolf gene.

Creatures like wolves are absolutely special existences in the beast world. They like to hunt in groups, and almost no prey can escape their cooperation. As independent individuals, they also have extremely powerful fighting power and dazzling wisdom.

The hammer arrived behind the mountain as early as Lao Abacus rushed down the position. Then it quietly entered the battlefield and waited until all the attention of the two Japanese soldiers was on the wild boar before launching its own attack.

However, it did not attack the target's fragile neck first, but saved the wild boar's life first.

This is also the wisdom of the hammer. It knows that even if it can bite off the target's neck with one bite, another person can turn the gun and kill it. Only by saving that stupid wild boar and using cooperation can it Kill both targets.

Even if you use it to attract a target, it still has a chance.

When Hammer entered the battlefield, he didn't see any of his human partners. From that moment on, he knew that his human partners were gone, and the boy who saved the dried meat to feed him would no longer be there. The furious Hammer had no time to feel sad. , it wants to kill all the living 'shit yellows' on the scene. Just killing one is not enough!

Hammer's thinking is very linear and simple, but definitely clear enough.

Now, a pig and a dog are dealing with two heavily armed Japanese soldiers, but one of them is already a disabled person.

The Japanese second lieutenant was also brave enough to face the two ferocious beasts without flinching. He held the 38 cap tightly with both hands and had no chance to pull the bolt to fire. Facing the semi-large wild boar with sharp fangs, he focused on it with his peripheral vision. In big dogs.

Compared with the "brave and foolhardy" wild boar, he was obviously more afraid of the Chinese dog that suddenly jumped out. He believed that as long as he showed a slight flaw, this well-trained and intelligent ferocious dog would It rushed over and bit hard.

Another Japanese soldier, who was sweating in pain, also held a heavy rifle in one hand to protect the sergeant's flank.

However, the Japanese second lieutenant was wrong.

An angry wild boar has fighting prowess comparable to that of a tiger and a bear, something that dogs and wolves can match.

The half-big wild boar slowed down, not because of pain or serious injuries, nor because it was afraid of the dog that suddenly jumped out. The animal cannot let it know that the other party has the same goal as its own. For wild beasts, they often kill After the prey is taken, the force value is used to determine the ownership of the prey.

'Guaiguai' was accumulating strength. When it got close to the Japanese army, it launched an attack without any warning. It stood up and swooped forward, not caring about the terrifying 1.7-meter-long bayonet on its chest.

"Hey!" the Japanese second lieutenant also roared and stepped forward with his gun drawn.

So what about the wild boar? His bayonet can penetrate a board several centimeters thick with one full thrust. This is the confidence of a veteran.

However, what he faced was an angry pig, and a pig that played with humans all year round.

When playing and playing with 'Mother', 'Guaiguai' had already had the experience of avoiding the old man reaching out to hit it with a wooden stick. It was almost instinctive. The seemingly clumsy pig lowered his head, then swayed and bumped, and this was what he saw. The seemingly ordinary movement actually deflected the powerful bayonet that the Japanese veteran was holding steady. The bayonet that was thrust diagonally toward its ribs suddenly deflected and pierced the wild boar's hind leg by more than ten centimeters.

Just like defeated leather, a sharp bayonet that can penetrate several centimeters of thick wood can only penetrate two or three centimeters and cannot make an inch.

Although it does not roll in the mud to rub rosin like wild boars, its tough pig skin and strong thigh bones are still much stronger than humans.

idiot! Just as the Japanese second lieutenant roared angrily, the half-big wild boar gnawed on the Japanese second lieutenant's thigh with its sharp beak.

The Japanese second lieutenant pierced the wild boar's thigh with his knife, and the wild boar retaliated by biting the Japanese second lieutenant's thigh. The knife was exchanged for one bite, which seemed fair.

However, the wild boar's bite was on the inner thigh of the Japanese second lieutenant. That place was not just a piece of fat thigh meat. The place not far from there was the most vital part of a man's vitals.

As for the wild boar's big mouth, although it is not the best in the wild beast world in terms of the degree of opening and bite force, it depends on who it is compared with. It may be slightly worse than tigers and bears, but the bite of more than 200 kilograms But his strength is enough to instantly kill the ferocious beasts Pitbull and Rottweiler among dogs.

Even though the hammer looks big now, in terms of bite strength, it can't even catch up with this half-grown wild boar that has gone crazy, even though the wild boar has been called "good boy" for half a year.

You know, "Guaiguai" is a spoken word that represents surprise in many places in China, and it is not just a term of endearment.

Feeling the pain, the Japanese second lieutenant suddenly pulled the knife, and the bayonet blade made a tooth-piercing "kacha" friction sound on the wild boar's hind leg. The wild boar shook its head, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off along with the torn clothes. , the wild boar's head and half of its body were sprayed with blood.

The wound on the thigh of the Japanese second lieutenant was at least seven or eight centimeters wide. The wound where the military pants and skin were torn off was still slightly trembling with bloody flesh. Even a soldier who had experienced many battles couldn't help but cry when he saw it. Had nightmares for days.

The nightmare of the Japanese second lieutenant who subconsciously dropped his gun and tried to stop the wild boar was not over yet.

The half-sized wild boar opened its mouth and bit suddenly again. This time it was great. It bit directly into the piece of meat. The soft little piece was almost like a pre-dinner dessert for the wild boar's bite force. It took no effort at all. Being 'cut off at the root', the two defenseless little dandans were connected.

The miserable howl of the Japanese second lieutenant gave goosebumps to the two infantry squad soldiers who were rushing here. They didn't understand what kind of pain could make someone make a howl that was not human, until they saw it with their own eyes. After witnessing the scene.

Na Teliang's was really scary.

In the exact words of several Chinese soldiers who were responsible for digging holes and burying corpses: "Whether you cut it with a knife or hit it with a hammer, it will probably hurt you to death, but if you tear it off, the pain will be unbelievable." What level is it? Anyway, that kid made shit all over his pants!"

That is the result of pain levels that exceed the body's limits and where muscle control is no longer possible.

Only the last Japanese soldier witnessed this scene with his own eyes. He saw with his own eyes that his second lieutenant was barely able to scream, with an almost exaggerated mouth open, breathing desperately, and his limbs moving in vain. Like a dying fish.

But the wild boar ignored him and kept biting him.

But at this time, he could no longer care about his boss, because he had to face the attack of a terrifying big dog.

Holding a gun with one arm, he was obviously no match for a cunning and strong big dog, and he even died earlier than his boss.

At the moment when he looked sadly at his boss who was still being attacked by the wild boar and wanted to ask for help, the hammer had already bypassed the bayonet that he could not thrust out with one arm, and successfully bit his throat, using his huge weight and strength to cooperate. He threw him to the ground, and then without giving the Japanese infantry a chance to fight for his life, a death roll that was inspired by a crocodile, and he just pulled out more than half a meter of the gray-white throat of the Japanese infantry.

After spitting out the blood and flesh in his mouth, the hammer glanced at the other target over there whose belly had been completely torn apart by a half-big wild boar and even trembled. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long and shrill howl.

It killed its opponent, but it was not happy at all. None of its partners responded to it, even if its tail began to wag.

It is a ferocious beast to the enemy, but to the Chinese soldiers, it is the most loyal partner!

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What is tragic? This is called tragic.

This was the first thought that lingered in his mind when Wei Donglai personally led the vanguard of an infantry squad to rush into position half a minute later.

He has seen countless more brutal battles than this. In fact, more than a thousand soldiers from both sides fell. Compared with that, this small or even miniature battlefield is nothing, but he has never seen both sides. There is no battlefield for a living person.

No one escapes and no one wins.

On the battlefield, except for two lonely animals, the hammer that kept whimpering next to Tudou, and a wild boar that was covered in blood and groaning helplessly on the ground, no one could stand up.

Both sides die?

Are his three soldiers finished like this?

The moment Wei Dong came, he really felt like stars were spinning before his eyes.

Not to mention three soldiers, he once killed hundreds of soldiers in one breath, and he didn't shed a single tear, except for hammering his chest desperately in the middle of the night to relieve the heartache.

But this time, it was really different. The potatoes saved by dozens of brothers almost represented the hopes of that group of veterans.

Wei Donglai understands that they have some "selfish" ideas. A young man like Tudou is also simple. He will inevitably remember these elder brothers who risk their lives to protect him. As long as he is alive, he will try his best to take care of his elder brothers' families. Even during the holidays, I would never forget to burn paper and incense for them.

But now, his soldiers are dead, and even the last hope left behind has been shattered. How will they in the sky blame him as the company commander?

There were also Lao Abacus and Yang Bicheng, who were the backbones that he shamelessly recruited from Li Jiujin's Seventh Company. But now, with a complete advantage temporarily, they were able to defeat them all in one battle!

"You three idiots, stand up for me!"

The infantry company commander looked at the corpses lying on the scene, and tears really flowed out at that moment. It was a rare phenomenon for the army lieutenant who was rated by Tang Dao as "calm-minded and a little cruel".