Rise From Eight Hundred

The sun is rising!

The white-haired general who had not slept all night in the command center showed no sign of fatigue. He stood on the mountain with Tang Dao, watching the soldiers in dark blue uniforms cleaning the positions in the mountains!

"We have won!"

I don't know whether it was a sigh or disbelief, the voice finally trembled a little!

And looking at the position that was still emitting smoke but had returned to silence, there was light in the eyes of the white-haired general.

"Yes, Commander Zhao, we won, Niangzi Pass and Falu Ridge, a great victory!" Tang Dao also took a deep look at the position and answered the general with certainty.

"Ajun, brothers of the 17th Division who died in the battle, I have good news for you. My 17th Division won this round, and your blood was not shed in vain!"

After a moment of silence, the elegant white-haired general suddenly shouted to the sky.

The Ajun he mentioned should be Zhang Jun, who had been with him and served as the head of the regiment, and finally voluntarily accepted military law because of losing the position!

That should have always been a hidden pain in his heart, just like the 8,000 Shaanxi Province cold kids who died in the battle, and it has never been forgotten by the white-haired general.

So, at the moment of victory, the white-haired general could no longer suppress his emotions, and erupted like a volcano.

Tang Dao did not comfort him, but said in a low voice: "Pass the order, the whole army will fire into the air, mourn the sacrificed brothers, and celebrate the victory!"

After that, he raised his pistol and fired several consecutive "bang bang bang" shots into the sky!

As the military order was conveyed, the sound of gunfire like popping beans came from all positions!

Then, there was a tsunami of shouts!

"Victory!"

"We won!"

"Long live victory!"

I don't know how many soldiers rushed to the high ground and raised their guns high!

The cheers were deafening, and even the Niangzi Pass eight kilometers away could hear the faint sound. Hammer and Guaiguai, who were lying in the camp, got up vigilantly and looked towards the direction of Falu Ridge together.

"We won. The regiment issued a message. We won a great victory at Falu Ridge!" Tan Tai Ming Yue's voice rang out from the simple field tent of the medical company.

The battalion headquarters of the third battalion should have received the telegram, and Leng Feng's cold face, which had never changed, was also filled with a smile!

The news of victory was more effective than painkillers. The wounded who were still recovering in the medical company stopped groaning and crying out in pain after hearing the nurses' excited news of the victory. Those who could still speak started bragging after shouting a few times!

"The first and second battalions are not good! It took a day and a night to kill the Japanese. If I hadn't been injured, everyone might have had a celebration banquet last night." A wounded soldier with bandages on his head and body, and nothing good except his two legs, laughed.

"Why did the shrapnel of the Japanese only cut your kid's cheeks but not your kid's tongue? If Deputy Lei heard what you said, believe it or not, your company commander Jiujin will be in trouble again!" A wounded soldier who was lying on the bed and changing the dressing with a grin snorted and retorted.

"Damn Japanese, there is no place to blow up, but you blew my head off. Alas! I'm a little dizzy!" The wounded who had been a little carried away before immediately became timid when he heard the name of Lei Xiong.

"Haha! You coward, Deputy Lei wants to beat someone, and it's your company commander Jiujin who is going to beat. What are you afraid of!" A laugh rang out in the tent.

"You know nothing, our company commander won't beat people easily, but he will eat people!" The wounded just shook his head.

"I only heard that Company Commander Jiujin is a stingy old man, why does he have such a scary hobby?" A wounded soldier asked curiously without understanding.

"We just eat and drink what you want. When it's a holiday, we'll take you to a restaurant. We won't stop until you're heartbroken and crying! How many people in our company dare to violate military discipline? If it were me, I'd rather be whipped." The wounded sighed.

"Fuck! Fortunately, I'm not from your 7th Company. Captain Jiujin really kills people without bloodshed!"

There was laughter in the tent!

The nurses also covered their mouths and laughed secretly!

The front line was just a brutal fight. The officers and soldiers were either dead or alive. The dead didn't know anything, and the living didn't have the opportunity to think too much and had to continue fighting.

The medical company suffered the greatest psychological pain, not only because they had to face the painful wails of the wounded, but more because of powerlessness.

They had medicine and doctors, but that was not omnipotent. Nearly a quarter of the seriously injured sent to the medical company were unable to complete the wrestling with the god of death after they had made all their efforts!

Seeing his comrades in arms screaming in pain in front of him, and then stop breathing in the next moment, and then covered with white cloth and carried to the mountains for storage, that feeling is unimaginable pain for every medical staff!

Especially those young women, these days, almost no smiles on their faces!

Finally, at this moment, the wounded laughed, and they laughed too!

This is the effect of victory, which can even make people forget the pain!

Shen Chonghai outside the headquarters of the Four-line Regiment was also laughing, but tears were hanging on his cheeks while laughing!

"Brother, we won the battle in Jindong, don't worry, we will win the Central China Battle and the entire Patriotic War, I promise you!" Shen Chonghai stood in front of the wooden coffin containing Chen Ping's remains, smiling with tears, and swore!

After the Xuemo Cliff blocking battle, he saw Tang Dao. The young Chinese Air Force did not expect that Tang Tuanzuo, who was about the same age as him, stared at him for several seconds when he heard his name.

The surprised look made Shen Chonghai even think that he was shot, and he panicked for a while.

"You will become the best pilot in China!" Tang Dao made such an evaluation without even hearing his background.

Not to mention that Shen Chonghai was stunned at the time, even Ye Chenghuan, Gu Xishui, Lao Hei and others who were very familiar with Tang Dao were dumbfounded.

Tang Dao did not evaluate a person casually, and there was no one in the Four Lines Regiment who could make Tang Dao give such a high evaluation. It was only when Tang Dao was joking with the commander of the 683rd Brigade that he said that the commander would become an indispensable figure in the history of the Chinese Army.

The commander of the brigade, Cheng, was almost covered with Tang Tuanzuo's mouth. He was really afraid of Tang Tuanzuo's little hoe. Last time, he used supplies to dig out the commander of the 772nd Regiment. He was bragging so hard that he didn't value the new commander of the 772nd Regiment again!

Comrade Wang Xiaoqiang seemed to have a good relationship with Tang Dao. The two sides had been "flirting" for quite a long time.

That is, how could Shen Chonghai, a young man who had just graduated from the aviation school, be crowned as the best pilot by Tang Dao?

No one present understood, but Tang Dao knew that the young man in front of him could definitely do it.

In the past, a young man with the same name as him fought one against three in the sky of Songhu and shot down two. After the fighter plane was damaged, he resolutely crashed the plane into the flagship of the Japanese Navy.

Maybe this Shen Chonghai is not the same as before, but he also has extraordinary flying skills and the courage to sacrifice, and has the potential to be an ace pilot.

"As long as you can live for two years, you will fly the best fighter plane of this era, and beat the Japanese with your comrades so that they dare not go to the sky." Tang Dao once again "talked nonsense".

Let alone making airplanes, China even had to import gun barrel steel from abroad to make 75mm mountain cannons. Tang Dao's words to anyone would make people feel that he was dreaming.

But for some reason, looking at Tang Dao's serious expression, Shen Chonghai nodded involuntarily.

Yes, he actually believed it!

Because a colonel who dared to drive a tank and block the road that hundreds of Japanese soldiers who had 8 tanks to escape would never talk nonsense. This is the logic of a young pilot.

But perhaps, what made Shen Chonghai like Tang Dao even more was not his extremely exaggerated praise, nor his illusory promise, but Tang Dao issued a military order, led by Gu Xishui, with a guard team consisting of 5 scouts and 15 guard platoon soldiers to protect him and the 6 pilots he rescued and the ashes of the 10 pilots who died in the battle through the enemy-occupied area into Zhengcheng.

And promised that when they arrived in Jiangcheng, he would personally go to Jiangcheng on behalf of the Jindong Front Command to send Chen Ping's remains home!

Coming to see him off on behalf of a front-line command was the greatest praise for Chen Ping and a great comfort to his family. Shen Chonghai was naturally grateful!

Standing on the top of the mountain, Tang Dao and the white-haired general enjoyed the joy of victory and received the battle report sent by their respective staff departments.

Because it takes time to clean up the battlefield, the 39th Infantry Brigade has a lot of equipment and supplies, which is difficult to summarize at once, but the number of Japanese invaders killed has been basically counted.

Because of the week-long battle, the Japanese army transported many corpses and seriously injured soldiers back to Jingxing or Shimen, but even so, there are still more than 7,000 corpses on the scene, and nearly 600 people were captured!

"The prisoners are guarded by a company, and any unusual movement will be killed immediately!" The white-haired general was very decisive.

"Let Lieutenant Kobayashi Koichi do the work. If you can fight for it, fight for it. If you can't fight for it, you will have a meal of porridge and two pickles every day! In addition, on the way back to southeastern Shanxi, ten people are in a squad and a hundred people are in a team. Tie ropes on all their feet and tell them that if one person escapes, the whole squad will be killed, and if one squad escapes, the whole team will die!" Tang Dao knows Xiao Rizi's nature more thoroughly.

If you treat him well, he will not only not appreciate your kindness, but also refuse to admit it in the end. Until the next 90 years, there will still be Xiao Rizi saying that it was not an invasion war.

It is better to use the bear's trick. The 600,000 captured Kwantung Army worked hard in Siberia, and only less than 200,000 were left. They were still well behaved until they returned home, and no one dared to ask the bear for a fight.

Every once in a while, the bear's strategic bombers would fly around the four northern islands, and life would be very quiet.

In terms of masochism, the bear said that it was second, but no nation really jumped out to compete for the first place!

"Then what should we do next? Do we really have to fight Shimen?" asked the white-haired general.

"Of course we have to fight. The entire eastern Shanxi has held back a small 100,000 Japanese army, and there are still 120,000 or 130,000 Japanese troops in southern Shanxi. The huge occupied area also needs about 100,000 to maintain law and order. I wonder if Shanshan Yuan can create another division within a week." Tang Dao smiled.

"Then, just our one division and one regiment?"

"One division and one regiment is still a little too few. I sent a telegram to the commander of the 921st Division last night. As of 10 o'clock last night, the 772nd Regiment of the 683rd Brigade, the 132nd Regiment of the 101st Division, and the 104th Division of the 12th Division each sent a regiment, a total of 4 regiments with more than 8,000 people, and are gathering towards Jingxing!"

"Then what is our total this time?"

"Three regiments from the 17th Division, plus my Sihang Regiment, a total of 8 regiments!" Tang Dao made a brief calculation. "20,000 soldiers can be used for combat, plus about 80,000 other personnel, at 10 o'clock in the morning, we will march into Jingxing!"

"Good!" The white-haired general was also in high spirits. "Order, the whole army should have breakfast and rest immediately, and be ready to set off in 2 hours."

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"Mr. Chief of Staff, since the 39th Infantry Brigade sent a farewell message of suicide, there has been no news from Li Dengxing Da Zuo!" Okabe Saburo listened to the report of the communications staff and waved his hand expressionlessly to let him leave.

Although he knew that the 39th Infantry Brigade would be in danger, the death of a regiment commander-level officer in just one night still greatly exceeded Okabe Saburo's expectations.

The 39th Infantry Brigade still has more than 7,000 combat-ready soldiers, and it is in a defensive state. Even if the Chinese have twice the number of them and even if the air support is wasted, it should be no problem to hold on for three or four days!

But now, as soon as the war started, the brigade commander, Major General Takagi Yoshito, was killed. A regiment commander sent a farewell message of suicide at 3 a.m., but Li Dengxing Da Zuo, who served as the acting brigade commander, has not called back.

This made Okabe Saburo deeply anxious. Not only did he have only two infantry regiments gathered in major cities in North China, but it would take at least 4 days from the gathering to Shimen!

"Continue to ask the communication department to call Li Dengxingyi, and at the same time ask the temporary Army Aviation Corps to send a reconnaissance plane, and ask them to make sure to scout the battlefield situation clearly!" Under such circumstances, Okabe Saburo could only make such a decision.

Little did he know that it was this seemingly safe decision that completely sent the feast of Shimen to the mouths of the Chinese army that was gathering a large army.

And the reason why Li Dengxingyi had not contacted the division headquarters and the staff was also an inevitable accident.

Since leaving the brigade headquarters, Li Dengxingyi has turned off the field radio to keep it secret and kept silent. As a result, when the escape route was completely blocked, Li Dengxingyi, who was desperate, wanted to ask the accompanying communication soldiers to turn on the field radio to communicate, but found that it could not be turned on.

In the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides, a bullet did not kill the communication soldier carrying the field radio, but it broke the field radio!

Generally speaking, the communication soldiers carry maintenance parts and can repair the damaged field radios, but the key is that Tang Dao also needs to give them so much time!

And it was pitch black, so how dare you light a lantern in the mountain nest! Wouldn't that be a target for the enemy's cold gunman!

Therefore, until the Fourth Line Regiment Commando began the final charge against Li Dengxingyi's group, Li Dengxingyi's field radio did not have the opportunity to send a word.

Even if it was a farewell, it could only be the big guys surrounded by each other.

As for counting on the temporary Army Aviation Corps to send out reconnaissance planes, Okabe Saburo was obviously thinking too much. 48 fighter planes were lost in the first battle, and the 20 or so fighter planes that came back were either emitting black smoke or their fuselages were beaten like a hornet's nest.

Life was unbearable, and Tokugawa almost didn't commit suicide to apologize, so how could he care about the request of Okabe Saburo, the unlucky child who was destined to be unlucky.

The reconnaissance plane waited until noon, when the two infantry squadrons stationed in Jingxing County reported that the Chinese troops were approaching, and they took off only under the strong pressure of Shanshan Yuan.

How to say it! It would be better not to have done the reconnaissance.

That was just a repetition of the worst result imagined by Shanshan Yuan and Okabe Saburo.

The battlefield of Faluling is gone!

Except for the "shit yellow" crawling on the ground all over the mountains and the charred black land ravaged by artillery fire, which proved that there had been a great battle here, the dark blue had basically disappeared!

One side fell to the ground, the other side disappeared, and Jingxing was heavily pressed on the border, so what else can be said.

The 39th Infantry Brigade was gone overnight!

What made the two Japanese generals pale was that on the North China Plain behind Jingxing County, teams of dark blue had appeared. Some of them were marching in formation, some were sitting in carriages, and some were even sitting in trains, marching towards Shimen.

Moreover, the Chinese were not afraid of reconnaissance planes at all. There was no daily hiding, no machine guns shooting at the sky, and there were only many people pointing their arms high to the sky.

If the Japanese pilots flying at an altitude of 1,000 meters had better eyesight, they would see their middle fingers raised fiercely.

That's why Cheng Tieshou felt that this light aircraft was too rubbish, and it was not worth it for him to unload the anti-aircraft machine gun from the carriage and give it a few rounds of fire.

I'm too lazy to waste that effort! It's like the feeling of who would still like pancakes after eating a full banquet.

Yes, the two infantry squadrons of the Jingxing garrison that sent the telegram, 400 people, were like little eggs, and they were crushed without any decent resistance!

As for the various military supplies piled up in the county of Jingxing, Tang Tuanzuo didn't even look at them, and he went up and opened fire.

12 Bofors mountain guns, 12 150mm heavy mortars and 3 105mm howitzers fired rapidly for 10 minutes, directly blasting hundreds of Japanese soldiers who wanted to defend the northeast corner of the small Jingxing County with the military supplies area into slag.

The Japanese inherent impression that the Chinese army came to rob supplies harmed them. If they hid in the two Chinese civilian gathering areas in the southwest and southeast, it would be difficult to clear them out.

"Commander Wang, this inexplicable choice of the little devils really depends on your usual fierce robbing!" Li Jiujin joked with Wang Xiaoqiang, who was commanding his subordinates to grab rice and other supplies from the fire with a painful face.

"Get out, all the bastards of the Four-Line Group, stay away from me, you are all prodigals!" Wang Xiaoqiang, whose heartache twitched, almost stamped a big foot on Li Jiujin's face.

"Haha! If we take down the stone gate, I promise that as long as you have the strength, the 772nd Regiment will take whatever you move and count it as your regiment's spoils. Will Commander Wang still call me a jerk?" Tang Dao, who was walking over with big strides, laughed.

"Really?" Wang Xiaoqiang's face was instantly full of smiles. "I just said the 17th Division, not the Four-Line Regiment. You heard it wrong, brother."

"Oh? If you have the guts, just shout out what you just said, and I'll believe it!" Tang Dao looked at the white-haired general who was walking behind him.

"What's so difficult about this? A real man dares to say it and dares to take responsibility! 772nd Regiment jerk, get out of here quickly, don't you see that Division Commander Zhao and Commander Tang are very dissatisfied with your speed!"

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