Rise From Eight Hundred

"The time has come for the Imperial warriors of the 62nd Infantry Regiment to pledge their loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor."

Standing in front of three infantry squadrons with white cloths wrapped across their chests, Yokoyama Sawa stood solemnly at attention with a sinister face, and his back faced the east, which is the direction of the island country's imperial palace.

Get down on your knees!

Nearly 600 Japanese infantrymen with stiff expressions followed their army's left army, all facing the direction of the palace, and kneeling on the ground!

Before the war, the ceremony of bidding farewell to His Majesty the Emperor was used in the history of the Japanese Army when Nogi Nogi organized 6,000 death squads during the Russo-Japanese War.

But now, it is used by Hengshan Ze on a small unknown highland.

"May the empire be prosperous in military affairs!" After bowing in the direction of the imperial palace, the Japanese army chief Zuo stood up slowly, glanced at the 600 infantrymen in front of him, and suddenly drew out his command sword and roared angrily.

"The empire may have a prosperous military fortune!" The Japanese infantrymen, stimulated by their captains of the Great Left Alliance, could not help but raise their rifles high.

"Yo Xi! Gentlemen, please set off! I leave the battlefield to you! This battle will be defeated!" Hengshanze nodded fiercely.

The Japanese troops lined up, their heavy military boots taking heart-shaking steps, and marched out of the valley. The hill 800 meters ahead was the target of their 600 people.

This time, in addition to a baggage squadron and an engineering squadron serving as their reserve team, Yokoyama Sawa almost put all the regular infantry in his hands into the battlefield at once, led by Shaozuo Iitataka, the senior staff officer of the wing headquarters.

"In the morning light, I saw rows of warriors in military uniforms running towards the enemy's formation in the morning glow. Hengshanze Dazuo held his saber horizontally and bowed his head to send his warriors off to the battlefield!

The imperial warriors with their heads high and their chests high, and the commander of the Left with firm eyes formed a magnificent picture in the glow, which will stay in my memory forever!

Our clan, with such a group of warriors, why can't we have a prosperous military fortune as they shouted? "

This is what the "Asahi Shimbun" military reporter who was sent to the 62nd Infantry Regiment by Nagano Kameichiro overnight wrote this morning.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that before dawn, due to the night attack by Chinese soldiers, dozens of corpses were covered with white cloth and temporarily parked in the mountains and forests. The miserable howls of dozens of seriously injured soldiers made the night birds afraid to return to their nests!

He even seemed to have forgotten that on the hill in front of him, which was no more than 200 meters high, he had fought day and night, and the Japanese army left soldier with a fierce look on his face had lost more than 300 soldiers. Not counting today, just on this battle The loss ratio has set a new record on the Sino-Japanese battlefield.

Battle damage ratio, 1:80!

However, no one will admit it, neither the Japanese nor the Chinese Military and Administrative Ministry.

The former, even if beaten to death, would not recognize it; the latter, even if beaten to death, would not believe it!

In fact, even Tang Dao was shocked when he received the battle results reported by Li Jiujin in the early morning, but considering that it included the BUFF bonus of the mountain artillery company, it was still acceptable.

In particular, Tu Yunsheng, the squad leader of the 4th squadron, made a decisive night attack and lured the Japanese troops into the minefield and then used mortar bombardment. This tactic showed a certain talent of a general.

"Instruct the whole regiment to record the collective first-class military merits of the 3rd Battalion, 7th Company, 1st Platoon and 4th Class. In addition, we call on the entire regiment's officers and soldiers to learn from them!" Tang Dao also signed the second letter after the start of the Niangziguan Battle in this morning light. Order of Commendation.

The first commendation order was naturally issued to the two scouts of the reconnaissance company Shen Laoliu. Shen Laoliu led a group of indigenous villagers with two people to completely wipe out a reinforced Japanese infantry squadron, creating a miracle in the history of war. , won a special personal meritorious service once!

Fortunately, Shen Laoliu survived. In order to prevent him from getting infected, the reconnaissance company asked the medical company to apply for three bottles of 'penicillin' that was more expensive than gold to be sent to him. Under Tang Dao's instructions, he used the spare guns he carried , selected 30 box guns, 10 submachine guns, 10,000 rounds of bullets, 500 grenades and 100 taels of gold and sent them to him.

And all the Japanese firearms and ammunition captured by the Japanese army were completely annihilated, and the Four Lines Regiment did not want them, leaving them to their own disposal.

That almost means that as long as there are enough personnel, Yeyue Village can form a light infantry battalion on its own. It just lacks heavy weapons. With the help of its geographical advantage, a Japanese infantry squadron will be able to fight.

"Squad Leader Tu, brothers of Class 4, congratulations!" Zhou Dapeng, the squad leader of the security squad, was filled with envy as he held the commendation order panting from the company headquarters' communications corpsman.

If the soldiers of Squad 4 were not afraid of alerting the Japanese army, they might not be able to help but raise their arms and shout at this time.

"Brother Peng, although your military exploits are good, you have to worry about earning your life and losing your life!" Tu Yunsheng held a four-power telescope specially applied for by Zhou Dapeng from the company headquarters, but his face was filled with a wry smile.

"What?" Zhou Dapeng was stunned and took the telescope handed over by Tu Yunsheng.

Then, he stood still on the spot.

In the field of view of the telescope, you can see the yellow figures of the Japanese soldiers in the mountains and fields, group after group, row after row.

"The Japanese are crazy! I heard at the main position that only one or two infantry squadrons were charged. How could they engage in such a big battle in our small place?" Zhou Dapeng could only cover it up with curses. My own shock.

"No, we have to ask the company headquarters for help. Send at least two more squads, no, three squads!" Zhou Dapeng reacted quickly after scolding the Japanese and was about to call the signal corps.

"It's useless, Brother Peng! Believe it or not, today not only our place, but the Japanese army in other areas will definitely invest heavy troops. The company commander only has two squads now, and they can't just patronize our area." Although Tu Yunsheng is a very tall man. Young, but very independent, he shook his head slightly.

"Besides, before the Japanese attack, they will definitely cover our position with artillery fire. There are only two anti-gun holes in total. It is difficult to fill 30 of us. If other brothers come, where can we hide?"

"What should we do? There are so many little devils." Zhou Dapeng's face was full of bitterness.

What he just saw was no less than 300 Japanese troops, and there might be more to come. Not to mention how powerful the Japanese troops were, this number alone made even him, a veteran of countless battlefields, feel frightened.

"Hit him first and then talk about it. The worst he can do is fight like crazy!" Tu Yunsheng said with a murderous look on his face. "If the Japanese army's offensive is tough, then we will move the Japanese army closer and concentrate all the submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles in the first trench, and then the brothers in the second-line trench will drop bombs to suppress it! If the Japanese army can still rush into the trench, then we will only Able to engage in hand-to-hand combat with bayonets, leaving the signal troops to fire signal flares and request the company headquarters to find a mountain artillery battery to cover the hilltop position with artillery fire."

"Okay! I'll listen to you." Zhou Dapeng's eyes were twitching wildly, but he could only grit his teeth and agree.

Now he finally knew why before entering the battlefield, company commander Li Jijin specifically told him that after arriving at 1st Highland, Tu Yunsheng, squad leader of 4th Squadron, would be the first commander.

He was above Tu Yunsheng in both rank and seniority, but his ruthlessness was really not as good as that of the infantry squad leader, who was half a year younger than him.

If this guy doesn't die after the war, it's certain that he will be promoted to sergeant, and he may even have a chance to become a second lieutenant platoon leader.

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The Japanese artillery fire covering the high ground was much more terrifying than yesterday. It was 16 mountain guns plus 2 infantry guns and 2 mortars!

Of course, not only Highland 1, but all positions of the 7th company were a sea of ​​fire.

The range of the 12 75mm mountain guns of a Japanese artillery brigade that moved 1,800 meters forward to the southwest was just enough to cover this area.

However, these were all within Li Jiujin's expectations. When the 7th Company built high-land artillery defense holes, they specifically studied the possible areas for Japanese artillery and built artillery defense holes in areas that could avoid Japanese artillery fire.

The anti-gun holes made of sandbags and logs as the main materials may not be able to protect against 105 howitzers, but they can still protect against 75MM mountain artillery. Therefore, in the Japanese army's 20-minute artillery fire preparation, the casualties were not large.

But this time the Japanese army actually used infantry and artillery coordination. On the high ground of the entire seventh company, more than 1,000 Japanese troops braved the shells dropped from time to time on the hillside to attack upwards.

Especially on Highland 1, the Japanese army actually invested 4 waves, with a full 300 infantrymen, densely packed like a swarm of locusts hiding in the smoke and attacking upward.

Amidst the piercing iron whistles, the soldiers who were sheltering from the artillery fire on the high ground of the Seventh Company rushed into the trenches at the risk of being hit by the artillery shells. The 60-man force groups in each platoon also risked being shattered to pieces and began to fire artillery support.

Because, in order to make it easier to retrieve the shells, the shell boxes were piled less than 15 meters away from the artillery team. Once detonated, no one could survive within a radius of 30 meters.

The three 80mm howitzers belonging to the third battalion also raised their muzzles and began to provide fire support to three important highlands of the 7th company.

For a moment, Chinese mortars exploded on the hillside, and Japanese mountain artillery bombarded the mountaintop area. In the forbidden area where no one should have been, the dark blue and khaki figures of Chinese and Japanese soldiers loomed in the smoke.

In front of Highland 1, when 30 soldiers rushed into their respective trenches, they could see that the distance between the nearest Japanese troops was no more than 100 meters, and the fully armed Japanese troops only needed 20 seconds at most to rush into the position.

The soldiers could even clearly see the fierce gazes under the Japanese helmets.

Although the Japanese artillery slowed down its rate of fire at this time, there were still a lot of shells falling on the position. Although the soldiers tried their best to hide their bodies in the trenches, there were still unfortunate soldiers who were hit by shrapnel or blown away by the shock wave because the shells fell too close.

The MG34 machine gun firepower group is located in a machine gun bunker built with great effort on the highlands. It is the most powerful firepower on the entire highland and must not be lost easily.

But this also means that the machine gun has a lot of blind spots. Although the MG34 machine gun has begun to roar, the Japanese army quickly found an area to avoid the machine gun fire after paying more than a dozen casualties, and still surged forward in large numbers.

The Japanese light machine gunner lying 200 meters away also seemed to be desperate for his life. He set up his light machine gun and fired at the position. Unexpectedly, he did not change places after firing a bunch of bullets.

Even if three consecutive machine gun shooters were beaten into pieces by the MG34 heavy machine guns on the position, the remaining light machine guns were still roaring, causing dust to rise randomly on the position that was already filled with gunpowder smoke.

Embarrassed by the gunfire on the position, the Japanese infantry took the opportunity to rush forward for more than 20 meters.

The roar of "Onboard!" almost drowned out the blazing sound of gunfire.

Obviously, the Japanese army was stimulated to death by their crazy commander.

However, it is not just that they are not afraid of death.

The soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment can also risk their lives.

Tu Yunsheng's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "Damn it, shoot me and fuck him like a bastard."

After saying that, he put the MP28 submachine gun that had been hanging around his neck on the trench, pressed his shoulder against the butt of the gun, tried his best to stabilize the muzzle of the gun that was about to jump due to continuous firing, and pulled the trigger crazily. shooting.

Even though a shell exploded more than 20 meters behind him, and his body trembled violently while the dirt and rocks fell all over the sky, he could not stop pulling the trigger.

Blood, through the military uniform, oozed out from his back.

A soldier who was only three or four meters away from him turned his head and saw the blood on Tu Yunsheng's back. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Squad leader, you are injured." He dropped his gun, took the first aid kit and rushed towards Tu Yunsheng.

"Get out, you Japanese, I have counted them all! You have only killed three so far, not even enough for the guests, how can you treat us to a meal." The mad sergeant squad leader kicked the private who was running over with a crouched waist, and roared angrily without turning his head and staring at the battlefield.

"Squad leader!" The soldier looked at the blood flowing more and more behind Tu Yunsheng, and the black and gray on his face was washed away by two tear marks.

"What are you doing? Get out of here. Get out of here." Tu Yunsheng's eyes were as big as ever.

The soldier wiped away his tears, rushed back to his position, pulled the trigger, fired, and fired desperately. The fear he had in the artillery fire seemed to be forgotten at that moment.

This is the battlefield. If you don't fight hard, you will die. Just bleeding, what's the point!

The Japanese army advanced under the artillery fire.

The soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment fired under the artillery fire.

Whether on the position or outside the position, soldiers kept falling down, some were shot down by guns, and some were swept down by the air waves of artillery fire.

This tragedy, which was even beyond Li Jiujin's expectation, lasted for nearly ten minutes.

The two armies, which were already the most tenacious in the battlefield in eastern Shanxi, were competing to see who could not bear the casualties first. Those who could not bear it could only retreat.

What firepower and artillery fire are no longer the most important. What is important is will.

When your comrades-in-arms fall in front of you with blood dripping, you can still pick up your gun and shoot at your enemies, until bullets or shell fragments flying from nowhere send you on the road to follow your comrades. This kind of rock-hard will cannot be trained, only the battlefield can give it.

The Japanese have been stimulated by the previous big left-wing captain bowing his head and sending off to forget the fear of death!

Become a tool man who has been completely brainwashed!

The Chinese, however, are a truly iron army forged in the fierce war.

It's not because I'm not afraid of death, but, the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are still there, and my friends die by my side, I am willing to accompany them!

Come on! Damn it, I'm not afraid of you!

"I don't want the number of casualties, I want the number of people who can still fight!" Li Jiujin's words to the three infantry platoon leaders on the phone were as cold as an iceberg.

But only the communication soldiers in the company headquarters knew the real appearance of Captain Li.

Li Jiujin put down the phone, his eyes were red, and he tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, but he only asked the battalion for artillery support once and then gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The Black Star pistol had been inserted into the gun bag long ago. If he had not been in command and the last two infantry squads had not been deployed, he might have rushed to the front line long ago.

Under the reckless attack of more than a thousand Japanese soldiers, in just 10 minutes, the three infantry platoons under his command lost nearly 60 people, 1 second lieutenant platoon leader was seriously injured, 2 sergeant squad leaders, and 5 deputy squad leaders died!

The losses in ten minutes of fighting actually exceeded the total of yesterday's day and turned around!

The stretcher bearers of the medical company specially transferred to support the third battalion became the busiest group of people on the battlefield besides the combat soldiers.

Their mission was to carry the officers and soldiers who fell on the battlefield, whether they were dead or wounded, down the mountain in the shortest time.

The Japanese artillery did not have eyes to kill and wound only soldiers. Entering the position meant casualties. There were no less than 10 stretcher bearers wearing red cross cuffs who were blown away by the artillery fire when they fell into the trenches.

But Daya, the captain of the flank medical rescue team, just wiped away her tears and continued to order the stretcher team behind the position to go to the position.

The same treatment was given to the "Guaiguai" who was already covered in blood and had a piece of skin and flesh hanging on the fat pig leg!

No matter how likable it is, at this moment when the war comes, the wild boar who has already joined the army is also a soldier.

In this long national war that people can't see the end, no one can not sacrifice.

Whether it is human or animal, or the once magnificent mountains and rivers!

The 5000-year-old China can fail and sacrifice everything, but it can't be conquered!

‘Guaiguai’ has now completely returned to its boar nature. It is covered in dust as if it had just crawled out of a mud pond and dried up. It is grinning and howling to relieve its pain. It is carrying a stretcher. The stretcher bearers put the wounded on it and fixed them with several straps with hooks. This guy has a limp on one leg, but he dragged the wounded with three legs and ran away.

It is said that animals have a much stronger instinct to avoid danger than humans. Guaiguai entered the position four times in a row, dragged away four bodies and wounded, and was unscathed. Moreover, he was strong and powerful. One pig is equivalent to two or three people. He is definitely the stretcher bearer who rescued the most wounded on the battlefield.

No wonder he was covered in blood, and it was unknown whether it was his own blood or the blood of the wounded. Daya, who also entered the battlefield in person, also threw a few of the milk candies she had saved to him as a reward.

“Humph! Humph!” Guaiguai held the reward milk candy in his mouth and put it next to a young soldier he brought back.

The instinct of the creature made him feel that his human friends should need this delicious food more.

"Guaiguai" imitated his boss Hammer and licked the pale face of the young soldier with his tongue, trying to wake him up.

However, it didn't know that when it dragged the young soldier down the mountain, the shrapnel that penetrated the young soldier's heart had taken away the young soldier's life.

Warmth can't stop the cold attack!

Seeing this scene, a female nurse from Pingbei City couldn't help crying!

It turned out that this was the true face of the battlefield.

But the cruel battle will not stop because of sadness!