Rise From Eight Hundred

It's actually dark!

This was the first thought that Boss Cao had when he woke up from his coma!

Because, it was pitch black in front of his eyes. (Due to cache reasons, please visit the .\\nＣＯＭ website directly with your browser to watch the fastest chapter update)

But the battle seemed to have not stopped yet, because he could still hear the sound of explosions in his buzzing ears. That should be the sound of mortar shells exploding.

In order to accurately distinguish, Boss Cao touched his ears with difficulty in the dark.

Fortunately, his ears were still intact. When his hands and feet could still move and his hands could still touch his auricles, Boss Cao felt a little relieved. That meant that he was at least intact, unlike the brothers who were seriously injured and sent down, either arms or legs were gone.

Taking out the earplugs that were put into the auricles before the explosion, the sound of the shells exploding became clearer.

But, why is it so dark today? It was so dark that there was not even a little light.

Boss Cao instinctively wanted to rub his eyes, but he touched a ball of flesh hanging on his face, which was slippery and seemed to have liquid left.

A burst of heart-piercing pain.

Boss Cao was stunned!

The extreme pain made him wake up from his confusion. Where is Squad Leader Tu?

The anti-gun cave can withstand the direct attack of 75MM mountain cannon, but it cannot withstand the attack of 105 howitzer. Fortunately, the shell exploded five meters away from the top of the anti-gun cave. The violent energy did pry open the top of the anti-gun cave with sandbags, soil and logs like a can. The two soldiers who lost their protection were then swept up by the air wave and thrown into the trench.

Boss Cao, who experienced these scenes personally, naturally did not know. He only knew one thing, that the two were no more than 3 meters apart, and he was still alive, so Squad Leader Tu should still be alive!

"Squad leader, squad leader, squad leader Tu, Xiao Tu, where are you?" Boss Cao, who was constantly groping on the ground with his hands, shouted hoarsely.

But the voice that was desperately shouted was as light as a mosquito. Boss Cao himself might not know that the high temperature caused by the violent air wave also burned his vocal cords.

"Where are you, my dear? Give me a word!" Boss Cao, who had been groping in the broken trench for a while, almost fell into despair and beat the ground in pain.

Blood flowed from his eye sockets!

It was either blood or tears, blood, blood!

Because the tear glands were gone!

At this time, it was still morning, and the autumn sun was still bright!

But for Boss Cao, who had no eyes in his eye sockets, this life was all darkness!

Otherwise, he would not have been unable to see the young body buried in the dust where he was beating the ground!

"Squad leader, is it the squad leader?" Soon, Boss Cao felt the person buried in the dust by touch alone.

He desperately used his hands to dig out the loose soil and dug out the young sergeant whose whole body was buried in the loose soil, but no one responded to him.

"Squad leader, you are so good, please make a sound! Someone, someone, someone, help me! Help me save people!" Boss Cao felt that his body was still warm, and thought that the shells were still exploding, which meant that the position was still in his hands, so he shouted wildly.

But no one responded to him!

It was not that his voice was too small for no one to hear, but that there was no one else on the whole high ground except the two of them.

Even no one outside could see them, and the whole top of the mountain was covered with thick smoke and dust.

Hundreds of meters away, the soldiers of the Chinese and Japanese armies were rushing over desperately.

Whoever rushed to this high ground first, this nameless high ground that would inevitably write a bold and colorful stroke in the Sino-Japanese War in the future, would be his.

For this high ground, China and Japan have paid 500 infantry casualties, 6 fighter planes and nearly 1,000 artillery shells, including more than 200 105 howitzer shells, while the other side has completely revealed its trump card, with Bofors mountain guns, dozens of 20mm machine guns and 7 heavy machine guns showing their fangs!

The Western Seiko artillery with a range of 9,000 meters and the 7mm heavy machine gun that can hit tanks and planes directly blinded Nagano Kameichiro's titanium dog eyes!

But obviously, the Japanese army has a greater advantage, because the Japanese army began to block the mountain ridges on both sides with mountain artillery, and a mountain artillery position farther away began to bombard the high ground, forming a firepower network.

Perhaps, this firepower network under the counterattack of the Chinese mountain artillery company is not enough to completely block the actions of the Chinese soldiers, but delay and blockage are certain.

No one can waste their lives in the barrage, no matter how anxious the Chinese commander is.

As long as it can delay for twenty minutes, no, maybe five minutes is enough to change the outcome of the battlefield.

Even if the Chinese side also started bombarding with small-caliber mortars from 400 meters away on the slope, the caliber of the artillery used by both sides was completely different.

But the commanders of both China and Japan may not have expected that it was not the elite soldiers of both sides who were running wildly, nor the determination and strength shown by both sides that dominated the ownership of this nameless highland.

But it was the original garrison of this highland.

It's just that it's no longer an infantry squad, but two people!

Boss Cao, who couldn't get help, used his fists as hammers to hammer the chest of the young sergeant. That was the first aid method that the medical company had popularized to the front-line troops of the entire regiment, which was used to restore the stopped heartbeat!

"Cough cough!" A rapid cough came from the mouth of the army sergeant.

"Alive, alive, thank God!" Boss Cao cried with joy.

"If I don't live anymore, I will be beaten to death by you, Cao!" The crazy coughing army sergeant complained about the uncle.

In fact, it was also to express his joy!

At least, there are still two of them alive on the battlefield!

"Xiao Tu, why is it dark now? I can't hear anyone else on the battlefield?" Boss Cao asked his doubts.

"What? The sky is dark?" The army sergeant raised his head, his throat choked, but he couldn't say anything anymore.

One of Boss Cao's eye sockets was already bloody, and under the other eye socket was a lump of flesh covered with dust. What was that?

The two bloodstains that flowed from the previous scream of grief were still clearly hanging on his cheeks!

Then, the army sergeant who lowered his head and was about to get up saw that one of his legs was twisted strangely. The corner of his eye twitched violently. He reached out to touch it, but found that from the knee down, there was only a little skin and tendons connected.

"Uncle, this is good. One of us is blind and the other is lame. We have become a pair of useless people." Tu Yunsheng's facial muscles twitched, and he decided to tell his comrade the truth.

"Blind?" Boss Cao touched his eye socket in a daze, and his fingers felt sticky.

"You mean, the eyeball is gone?" Boss Cao muttered to himself. "This thing probably can't be put back in!"

The next moment, something that Tu Yunsheng didn't expect happened. The brutal scene stimulated the veteran soldier's scalp.

"It is said that the body and hair are given by parents. If they can't be put back, they can't be thrown away." Boss Cao, whose face was numb, pulled down the seemingly redundant but extremely important thing, opened his mouth, and swallowed it.

"Xiao Tu, get me some cloth, I'll wrap it up, don't bleed to death before killing the Japanese." Boss Cao, who was somewhat numb by the fact that he was blind, was actually almost morbidly sober at this time.

"Uncle, are you okay?" The army sergeant who was frightened by such a cruel scene even forgot that he had lost half of his leg, and asked subconsciously.

"Even if you are blind, you can't die. Can't you still fight the Japanese?" Boss Cao showed the maturity of a middle-aged man at this time, and tried to squeeze out a smile on his face to comfort his young squad leader.

"Your legs are broken at such a young age. I wonder if you can still find a wife in the future. By the way, can you still shoot?"

"Of course I can!"

"Then I'll carry you on my back. You can stop when you say so. You can go when you say so. Let's fight the devils together!" Boss Cao, who had swallowed his own eyeballs, patted his chest. "I dare not say anything else. Your uncle Cao still has strength."

"Okay!" The army sergeant looked around with a sad face and responded in a low voice.

The trenches on the position had long been unformed, and there were craters everywhere. Until now, no one else has made a sound, indicating that the other three have

In fact, this situation had already been encountered before he fell into a coma. It was a miracle that the two disabled people could survive now.

At this time, although the three mortars of the 7th Company continued to fire at the hillside, more than 200 Japanese soldiers with more than 70 casualties were still charging towards the high ground, and the distance to the high ground at the top of the mountain was less than 100 meters.

"Get on board!" A Japanese captain who took off his helmet and wrapped his head with a white cloth waved his command knife and roared.

"Get on board!" The Japanese infantry shouted in unison, charging with rifles.

The high ground was just around the corner! It was about to become their sweet trophy. All the Japanese infantrymen were filled with happiness.

After all, they had paid nearly 600 casualties for this small high ground, and this terrible casualty rate far exceeded all the battles recorded in the history of the Imperial Army.

This was because the Japanese army did not know that there were only 34 Chinese soldiers on this high ground at most, otherwise it would have been even crazier.

That was a 40 to 1 force comparison and a 30 to 1 loss ratio.

"Bang!"

A gunshot shattered all their dreams.

The Japanese captain looked at the high ground where the smoke was gradually dissipating with a dull look.

It was not that he could not believe that there were still Chinese on the high ground at this time, but that a bullet flying from the thin smoke hit him in the chest.

Less than 90 meters away, although there was still gunpowder smoke blocking the view, it could not stop the angry bullets of a "veteran" who had participated in countless bloody battles.

The dull eyes of the Japanese captain finally collapsed, and the whole person fell to the sky like a rotten wood!

The Japanese soldiers who were startled by the gunshots just instinctively raised their guns, "Da Da Da!" A crisp gunshot came.

That was the unique gunshot of the MP28 submachine gun.

A series of crisp gunshots were like a spell, and blood flowers burst out on several Japanese soldiers in succession!

The submachine gun and Czech semi-automatic rifle carried by the two soldiers when they hid in the anti-artillery cave became their last weapons. The originally slightly thin firepower was sufficient at this time because only one person could use it.

Moreover, this person also had a pair of strong enough legs, constantly roaring and shooting, and then quickly moving to change positions in the Japanese army's accumulated shooting.

What's more amazing is that the gun even seems to be able to replace the magazine.

The 20-round magazine of the submachine gun was empty, and the 10-round magazine of the semi-automatic rifle would automatically continue to fire, and then the submachine gun again!

The offensive of more than a hundred Japanese soldiers was completely stopped.

But compared to the shouting of "board", the Japanese soldiers crawling on the ground were more confused than fearful.

"How did the Chinese who were shooting on the high ground survive such a bombardment?"

That kind of crazy bombing that destroyed the world, let alone people, would melt even steel!

This may not only be a doubt of the Japanese, but even the soldiers of the 7th Company who rushed all the way on the back of the mountain were stunned.

"Quick, quick, quick!" The second lieutenant of the sharp knife platoon who led the team had no time to say anything else. The three words "quick" were even spreading in the air, and he had already jumped several meters away.

There are still people alive in his Class 4, and they are still fighting.

If he didn't save them alive, he would never forgive himself in this life.

At that moment, the Japanese artillery fire didn't seem so scary anymore.

Just through the deadly barrage, five soldiers from the 7th Company stayed on the running road forever.

However, when the soldiers of the 7th Company finally rushed to the high ground in one go and saw the soldier running wildly in the incomplete trench, everyone was stunned.

What a combination that is!

A soldier with his eyes covered with cloth, carrying a soldier with half a leg missing, was running in the trench, shooting.

The Japanese grenades exploded in the area where they had been before, causing smoke and mud to fly, but they seemed unaware of it and kept shooting and moving.

Until the second lieutenant platoon leader shouted: "Knife platoon, kill the enemy!"

"Kill!" dozens of soldiers shouted and rushed into the trenches, and fierce gunshots rang out.

The Japanese troops who were only 40 meters away from the top of the mountain were collectively beaten to the ground.

What they faced this time was the support force composed of the last two infantry squads in Li Jijin's hands and 10 elite veterans drawn from the sharp knife platoon. They had 10 submachine guns, 8 semi-automatic rifles, 3 light machine guns and an MG34 Heavy machine gun!

With this firepower, let alone more than a hundred of them, even if there were two or three times more people, they would not be able to charge forward.

At the same time, seeing three red flares fired in the direction of Highland 1, Leng Feng, who was 2,000 meters away, breathed a sigh of relief and ordered coldly: "The battalion's artillery company will fully support Highland 1 and beat back the Japanese."

Highland 1 was still in the hands of the 7th Company. This was something that even Leng Feng had not expected. Originally, he had already thought about how to dispatch the reserve team and requested the Mountain Artillery Company and the Heavy Force Company to conduct a covering attack on the highland.

The Japanese had heavy artillery, and so did the Four Troops. The worst they could do was to take turns bombarding the mountain tops, and whoever hit them would die.

This is the exchange that the commander least wants to see on the battlefield, but when the battle has reached this point, the commander can no longer tolerate the slightest mercy.

Exchanging lives and consuming lives is actually the essence of war!

Three howitzers joined in the bombardment of the hillside, and bomb flowers bloomed less than sixty or seventy meters away from the top of the mountain.

Compared with the error of a howitzer fired thousands of meters away, the error of a mortar fired in a parabolic manner is much smaller and will never exceed 20 meters. It is the sharpest firearm for supporting and attacking infantry in the mountains.

Seeing that his own soldiers were completely suppressed by the firepower from the top of the mountain, and then each soldier was knocked away by the Chinese artillery fire, the cold-blooded Yokoyama Sawa could only helplessly wave his hand and order a temporary retreat.

If he did not retreat, he would have to pay another 200 casualties in front of this hellish highland, which meant that the casualties in this highland attack battle commanded by him personally would increase to more than 700, a casualty rate of over 60%, basically His name can already be written into the history of the Imperial Army.

On the top of the mountain!

"The platoon leader is here!" Hearing the familiar shout and the familiar sound of semi-automatic rifle shooting, the two soldiers' tense nerves relaxed.

Boss Cao, who had been relying on his breath to hold on, his legs gave out, and he rolled down in the trench with the army sergeant.

"Haha, Xiaotu, uncle didn't embarrass you!" Boss Cao, who was lying on the ground, gasped and laughed.

"Uncle, we in Class 4 are lucky to have you!" the Army sergeant, who was also breathing heavily, replied solemnly.

"What a pity! It's just you and me in Class 4, both of us are disabled!" Boss Cao suddenly felt sad.

However, under the cloth stained red by blood, no more tears could be shed.

"What's wrong with the disability?" Tu Yunsheng, who was lying side by side with Boss Cao in the dilapidated trench, could only try to comfort him. "Look, don't we work well together? Let me tell you, we just killed at least 7 Japs, and the bonus is half for each of us!"

"That's okay. 7 yuan is enough for your sister-in-law to arrange the life of the family for half a year. Maybe she can also eat a few meat meals. Let me tell you! The little boy in my family loves meat most. Last time When I came home, he told me to kill the Japanese so that I could buy meat for him." Speaking of his youngest son, the corner of Boss Cao's mouth twitched, and he managed to pull out a trace of warmth.

The youngest baby in the family will always be the softest corner of his father's heart.

The brightest light in the father's eyes is that his children can eat the fat meat they dream of.

At that moment, it seemed that being blind was no big deal.

"Yes! I promise that my little nephew will have a good meal of meat and fat." Tu Yunsheng hugged his uncle and comrade beside him tightly. "I also promise that we can still fight the Japanese together. From now on, I will be your eyes and you will be my legs."

However, Boss Cao, who had lost his eyesight, could not see the young sergeant squad leader who was trying to comfort him, but his face was shockingly pale.

That's a symptom of massive blood loss!

Following Boss Cao's example, in order not to delay the action, the Army sergeant used a knife to cut off the calf with only some muscle attached, and then wrapped the horrific wound with a military uniform.

"Xiao Tu, Lao Cao." The second lieutenant platoon leader, who was running over with his arms bent, saw exactly this scene. As soon as he called the two people's names, he choked up and could no longer say a complete sentence.

The last two soldiers of his 4th squad, one had his eyes covered with bleeding, and the other had completely lost half of his leg!

But this combination of just one person suppressed more than 100 Japanese soldiers for more than 8 minutes!

"Platoon leader, tell Lao Cao if we can still fight the devils!" The pale-faced army sergeant was already gasping for breath.

The originally strong second lieutenant burst into tears instantly!

That was a scene he would never forget in his life!

His 4th squad was made of steel and iron!

His high ground will never fall!

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ps: I arrived in Hefei at 8 pm yesterday and wrote this chapter overnight. I hope you like it.