Rise From Eight Hundred

Four red flares were fired in succession. To the outside world, this was regarded as an emergency call for help.

But only the people in the Four Lines Regiment understood that this was telling their comrades that they were about to enter the final fight, and that the enemy was outnumbered and there was no room for change. They requested: All artillery fire should cover our outer positions, and they vowed to fight with the position. Survival or death.

This communication method of using signal flares to convey messages to the outside world was decided by Tang Dao himself when the Si Xing Battalion was reorganized into the Si Xing Regiment in Xuzhou.

In Tang Dao's original words: I don't want four red flares to rise into the sky, but if the members of my Four Lines Regiment really see this situation one day, even if everyone in my regiment is on that position, please comrades We respect the choices of our comrades.

Now, on that high ground, four red shooting stars are rising, representing courage and farewell.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Leng Feng, who suddenly stood on the spot, waiting for his decision as the supreme commander in the northwest of Zishan.

Leng Feng, who had the same temperament as Tang Dao and was always decisive and straightforward, hesitated.

He really hesitated.

Tantai Mingjing was still on that position. Although he didn't know whether Tantai Mingjing was dead or alive, as long as there was no artillery fire, there was at least one percent hope.

Leng Feng knew very well that Tang Dao still valued his brother-in-law very much. For the Battle of Jinlong Peak Highlands, Tang Dao even used his "privilege" as the supreme commander for the first time and ordered four "Civet Cat" tanks to reinforce the 3rd Battalion.

This small tank that can cross mountains was originally firmly hidden by the Four Lines Regiment and was never used even when the war was at its most intense.

Because Tang Dao has always had the habit of keeping a hand of trump cards. As long as the whole group is not facing life and death, his trump cards will never be revealed. Only in this way, once the Four Elements Group puts all their strength into action, they will definitely give their opponents a huge 'surprise' .

But for the 13th Squadron of the 7th Company, Tang Dao made an exception. Four small tanks that had just entered training and were named "Civet Cats" were put into this battlefield.

The four small-caliber tank guns put great pressure on the Japanese army. If the terrain was not too dangerous, the hundreds of troops invested by the 3rd Battalion and two escort companies would not have been able to break through the Japanese defense line by early morning.

The Fourth Army Regiment has sacrificed more than 60 people and seriously injured hundreds of people for this. Seeing that the firepower of the Japanese defense line is getting weaker and weaker, the breakthrough may be within an hour.

However, the four red meteors that represented 'shoot at me' appeared, and their efforts were too late.

Leng Feng's hesitation only lasted for less than a second. His eyes were fixed on the Jinlong Peak highland with flickering flames less than a kilometer away. A cold voice sounded: "The order is sent to the artillery camp mountain artillery battery. Our artillery battery, each gun has 5 rounds." Continuous fire, coordinates, our surface position on the Jinlong Peak Highlands!

In addition, the artillery battalion was ordered to support all the artillery positions of our battalion's heavy forced company, with 30 rapid-fire rounds covering the Japanese positions of our unit against the enemy. Tell them that more than a hundred officers and soldiers of our unit will arrive 70 meters in front of the Japanese position in 2 minutes. The signal flares Appeared, the artillery fire immediately extended back! "

"Batalion Commander, this" Tu Yunsheng hesitated slightly.

"Now, I don't want to listen to any doubts, Tu Yunsheng, I just ask you, can your Qinglong Mountain Hero Class be the sharp knife that tears through the Japanese defense line." Leng Feng turned back suddenly, the faint blood in his eyes was like beating in the distance. Flames.

"Reporting to the battalion commander, on behalf of the 2nd Platoon and the 48 brothers of the Qinglong Mountain Hero Class, I promise to complete the mission!" Tu Yunsheng, who was on crutches, threw away the crutches, stood on one leg, and replied with a low roar.

The 48 brothers he represents are all those who have served in the 4th Squadron. Some of them died, some retired due to injuries, and some were promoted and transferred to other platoons and companies, but their names are still on the 4th Squadron's directory. .

"Okay! It turns out that I can still give you 40 minutes, but now, I can only give you 10 minutes to break through the Japanese defense line and reinforce the Jinlong Peak Highlands. Even if Class 13 is dead, even if it is blown to pieces, you are so good You must also bring their bones and dregs back to me." Leng Feng's voice was as fierce as fire, and even people who didn't know him well should be able to hear the blazing anger in his heart.

"Yes!" Tu Yunsheng immediately turned around, lay on the thick back of Adong who had been waiting for him, and shouted sternly: "Brothers in 2nd Platoon, look out for us."

Nearly a hundred elite soldiers quickly disappeared into the darkness!

"咻~~~~" A sharp howl resounded through the mountains in the darkness.

Standing in the darkness and looking at the raging highland battlefield, Yushi Okamura instinctively dwarfed. The Chinese's frighteningly accurate German-made artillery came again, but this time where would they hit?

Probably, it will hit the blocking defense line of the 5th Infantry Brigade!

The thought just flashed through his mind, and fireballs suddenly shot up on the high ground less than 700 meters in front of Okamura Yushi, and the high ground with a radius of less than 10,000 meters suddenly lit up like daylight.

At that moment, the expression on Okamura Yushi's face was as dull as if he came home and saw his conservative wife playing SM with the old servant at home!

The Chinese actually used more than a dozen artillery pieces to focus fire on their positions. Why? Aren't there still their people up there?

The self-questioning only lasted less than a second, and Lieutenant Commander Okamura Yushi understood.

It is true that there may be more than a dozen Chinese soldiers on it, but there are more officers and soldiers in the First Division, more than ten times their number.

"Damn it, the Chinese are really too cruel to use such despicable tactics of mutual destruction!" Okamura Yushi said with a pale face and cursed from the soul.

But no matter how Okamura Arisuo cursed, he, with a face as pale as paper, understood that the Chinese tactic was really cruel and effective. The Chinese on the high ground were finished, and the imperial officers and soldiers who rushed to the Chinese high ground were also finished.

More importantly, the Chinese used fierce artillery bombardment to tell every Japanese present that the high ground could be occupied, but the premise was that they could withstand the endless artillery fire of the Chinese.

For this high ground with little tactical significance, is it worth it?

Okamura Arisuo looked at the high ground that became somewhat dazzling under the baptism of wave after wave of shells, with a face of loss of soul.

As the second-in-command of the 501st Infantry Regiment, he certainly knew the main cause of this battle that had little to do with the Battle of Zishan. The defeat of the First Division now made this not-so-important high ground unexpectedly become a fig leaf for the entire division and even the North China Front Army.

Taking this high ground at least proves that the First Division had once attacked Zishan, and was not defeated by the Four-line Regiment without gaining anything. If they fail to take it, the newly appointed Okabe Division Commander and the outgoing Commander Duo Tianjun will have an extremely disgraceful resume.

However, that was achieved at the cost of the lives of more than 1,000 imperial officers and soldiers!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Continuous loud noises rumbled from farther away.

Okamura Yuzhi knew that the Chinese had started to use that kind of large-caliber mortar to bombard their own officers and soldiers' positions, which were already in a mess. There were originally two infantry squadrons, two heavy machine gun squads, and an infantry artillery squad, totaling 580 people. Half an hour ago, the unit sent a telegram saying that there were less than 200 soldiers who could still fight in the entire army, and the casualty rate had already reached 60%.

There is really no need to continue this battle. If it continues, 2,000 imperial officers and soldiers will all die here, and the reason they died was just to cover up the shame for the two lieutenant generals of the army.

Thinking of this, Okamura Arizhi's eyes gradually showed determination.

"Order the entire army to evacuate as soon as possible!" Okamura Arizhi turned and left the temporary command post that was just full of hope, and his voice continued to come out from the darkness. "In addition, try your best to take away the wounded who are still alive. If you really can't take them away, leave pistols and grenades and let them decide their own fate!"

Okamura Arizhi should be very grateful for the wise decision he made.

Because, less than 800 meters away from his command post, more than 200 soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment have gone around the mountainous area to the side of the entire Japanese defense line. They only need to advance 300 meters to occupy the high ground where only two infantry squads are located, completely blocking all the retreat routes of the Japanese army here.

Tang Dao finally adopted Ye Chenghuan's suggestion and ordered a mountain infantry company and a reconnaissance company. In addition to individual weapons, the infantry squad carried MG42 machine guns, thousands of bullets, and only 5 shells per mortar. At the cost of abandoning at least half of the heavy firepower, the entire army traveled 10 kilometers in the mountains with light equipment and rushed to the rear of the Japanese army.

Their purpose was no longer simply to reinforce the Jinlongfeng Highland.

Rather, revenge!

Since the Japanese army was willing to capture a highland at the cost of 2,000 people, you don't have to leave, stay.

Tang Tuanzuo was also ruthless. When the troops were already stretched to the limit, he pulled out the main company of the 3rd Battalion, two guard companies, and two elite companies to encircle and kill this Japanese army.

The artillery bombardment on the Jinlongfeng Highland was not as fierce as Okamura Yuzhi imagined, but the full 75 shells were by no means a bluff.

Most of the Japanese troops who had almost rushed into the trenches were torn apart in the fierce artillery fire, and broken limbs and bodies were everywhere.

After the fierce bombardment, there were still about a dozen Japanese soldiers who survived because they were more than 30 meters away from the position.

Among them was Private First Class Umehara, who had been dawdling and did not rush towards the Chinese position like most of his brave colleagues.

He stupidly took off a severed hand from his body and a piece of soft and steaming internal organs from his helmet. Private First Class Umehara vomited freely.

The complex smell filled with pungent gunpowder and burnt aroma was something Private First Class Umehara would never forget in his life.

So much so that after the war, he basically would not eat meat, because it would remind him again of that night, when pieces of meat were scattered everywhere, steaming and smelling like barbecue.

"Have we won? Where is the military flag?" A corporal who was obviously stunned by the explosion asked stupidly while pointing at the nearby Chinese high ground.

Where did the military flag come from? Corporal Umehara didn't want to pay attention to this fool at all. The military flag and the sergeant carrying the military flag had long been reduced to ashes in the Chinese artillery fire.

But obviously, there are still diehards in the Japanese army. Looking at the completely silent position in front of them, they still have wild ambitions in their eyes.

That was the position that the infantry battalion spent hundreds of lives to capture! As long as they go up, the military merit will be in front of them.

"The Chinese above must have died. Do you want to go to see their bodies? And the Chinese artillery may come again at any time. If you want to go, you go, I won't go." Corporal Umehara walked to the dead Captain Tsushima, picked up the exquisite command knife in his hand, and carried the body of the captain on his shoulders without any disgust.

The Japanese army also had regulations that those who carried back the remains of the commander during war would be recognized as military meritorious service.

Now the remaining dozen Japanese soldiers are basically all corporals. Without a commander, he will not accept the leadership of a peer casually.

Just at this moment, the sound of the hand-cranked alarm for retreat resounded through the night sky. The remaining dozen Japanese soldiers looked at each other, picked up their rifles, and followed the example of Corporal Umehara, carrying a corpse in groups of two and running down the mountain.

The Japanese who were only one step away from victory but had to give up did not know that they had missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

There are still four Chinese soldiers on the position, four living Chinese soldiers!

Yes, when Tu Yunsheng led people to dig around frantically on the soft position, and finally dug out four young people who were in a coma due to lack of oxygen in a collapsed anti-artillery hole, and could judge from the slightly rising and falling chest of one of them that he was still alive, Tu Yunsheng's tears fell.

It was really too difficult.

The battalion commander gave him 10 minutes, but he ordered the 4th squad to attack in an area less than 50 meters away from their own artillery fire.

That's 150 heavy mortars! Let alone 50 meters, even at 500 meters, the blast of an 18-kilogram shell can make you lie on the ground.

As long as one shell is slightly off target, even if the distance between the soldiers of the 4th squad is more than 10 meters, half of the infantry squad can be wiped out.

Tu Yunsheng, who had experienced the Qinglongshan defensive battle and fought in the form of a "heavenly and earth-deficient" duo until the end, had experienced all kinds of big scenes, but feeling the power of 150 kg at such a close distance still made him want to bury his whole body in the soil.

It was a blessing from God. Except for 6 injured people, none of the nearly 100 elite soldiers died in the crazy barrage of their own artillery, which also created a battlefield miracle. The Qinglongshan Hero Squad, which launched the attack later, broke through the Japanese defense line in just 5 minutes.

Of course, it was later learned that this group of Japanese troops had received the order to retreat a few minutes before the Chinese infantry launched the attack, and the heavy machine gun squad in the rear was retreating in a hurry. It was precisely because of the lack of sufficient firepower suppression that the Japanese infantry defense line was penetrated by Tu Yunsheng and his comrades who fought desperately.

If it were not for this factor, even if Tu Yunsheng broke through the defense line, the casualties would certainly be several times the actual ones.

It is not terrible how difficult it is, but it is terrible that you can't find the person you are looking for.

After entering the deadly Jinlongfeng position, Tu Yunsheng quickly found the hidden tunnel entrance, and found 9 bodies and two piles of remains wrapped in military uniforms there, which should be 11 people, but what about the remaining 4 people?

Nearly a hundred people searched the entire position, and I don’t know how much blood and flesh they looked through, but there were no fragments of their own military uniforms.

"Dig! Dig for me!" Tu Yunsheng thought of a possibility, and the happiness of regaining what he had lost really shocked him to dizziness.

The Sihang Regiment now has a standard for building positions. If there is enough time to build, the entire defense system, in addition to the tunnels that can defend against heavy artillery, will also have single-soldier or three-person anti-artillery holes in the trenches.

This kind of anti-artillery hole may not be able to defend against 105 howitzers or even 75 mountain guns, but it can definitely provide a certain amount of shelter for the soldiers in the trenches when the enemy suddenly bombards.

Tu Yunsheng has met Tan Tai Mingjing, the former communications soldier of the battalion, several times. Although they are not close friends, Tu Yunsheng knows that the younger brother of Tan Tai Company Commander is very smart.

Will he take people to hide in the anti-artillery hole after firing the signal flare?

The result of Tu Yunsheng's blind guess came true.

The thinnest soldier, 'Sparrow', is the only soldier with obvious vital signs. This is probably because his slightly thin body has the least demand for oxygen!

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment had learned battlefield first aid, and they arrived in time. The collapsed anti-artillery cave should have had some gaps for some oxygen to enter because the soil had been blown soft. The other three people, including Tan Tai Ming Jing, finally recovered their breathing after a frantic chest compression and artificial respiration.

"Mirror, am I in hell? Why is the sky still red?" San Pang, who woke up last, was obviously still confused, and instinctively asked Tan Tai Ming Jing who was holding him and shouting.

"The war is still going on! The bombs are booming, and the sky is red!" Tan Tai Ming Jing smiled and comforted.

But as she laughed, tears finally flowed down.

San Pang's eyes were already bloody and the tail of a black shrapnel was still flashing in the corner of his eye. According to Tan Tai Ming Jing's cognition, even if a god came down to earth, it would be good to save San Pang's life. It would be impossible to let him see with this eye again.

"Yeah! Fatty, does it hurt? If it does, come and smoke a cigarette. I've saved this for almost a month. Since you're a wounded soldier, I'll give it to you."

Dunzi wiped his tears and took out a cigarette. Adong quickly took a burning branch to help him light it.

His military service is longer than those in front of him, but this does not prevent him from respecting these new recruits.

In the army, strength is respected. Whoever kills the enemy on the battlefield is awesome.

These new recruits blocked the attack of more than 200 Japanese soldiers. This is amazing.

"Smoke, why not smoke, damn it, if you didn't say I didn't feel the pain, but now I really feel a little bit." Sanpang smoked big puffs and tried to stay calm, but sweat was dripping on his forehead.

The soldiers watching were silent.

There are still shrapnel in the eyes, how can it not hurt? This little fat man who has fought for a day and a night is really a character.

"Little guy, don't force yourself. Just scream when you need to. It will feel better.

Also, don't say that your eyes are not completely blind. Even if you are blind, what can you do? Old Cao will set an example for you. Can you kill the devils?" Boss Cao, who only has half an eye left, came over and patted Sanpang on the shoulder.

"In addition, the devils who killed your squad leader and injured you haven't run far yet. Your son is watching here. How did the brothers of the 7th Company kill them and make them bleed into a river?"

"Uncle Cao, then I will scream!" Sanpang tried his best to sit up and opened his bloody eyes to look into the distance.

"Your son can scream. It's best if you can scare the devils to death!"

"Oh my god, it hurts so much, it hurts!" Sanpang, who had been holding back for a long time, screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Tu Yunsheng laughed and patted Tan Tai Mingjing on the shoulder: "Leave a few brothers in the 2nd squad with you. When the brothers of the two guard companies arrive soon, watch our 7th company avenge your squad. The Japanese can't escape."

"Okay!"

Tan Tai Mingjing didn't insist on going with the 2nd platoon. It's not that he didn't want to take revenge himself, but after a bloody day and night, all his strength seemed to be exhausted. It's better to say that he was sleeping from extreme fatigue than to say that he was unconscious due to lack of oxygen.

As a soldier, he knew that he didn't have to be a helper, but he must not be a burden to his comrades.

Tu Yunsheng's eyes were full of admiration. If possible, he hoped to add all the remaining 4 soldiers in this reserve squad to the 4th squad, including San Pang, who was at least a one-eyed dragon!

But Tu Yunsheng also knew that this was impossible. After this battle, the four soldiers were at least first-class merits. Not to mention the Qingshanfeng Hero Squad, even the 7th Company might not be able to keep all of them.

"Let's go!" Tu Yunsheng led the soldiers away from the high ground.

The climax of the Jinlong Peak Highland ended, but the aftertaste was long!

Because there are at least a thousand Japanese devils in this mountain and river, and they must pay a greater price for their irrational behavior.

Gunshots suddenly rang out!

Okamura Yuzhi, who had just hurriedly crossed a forest with a guard team, suddenly turned back, his face was even paler than when the Jinlong Peak Highland was covered by Chinese artillery fire, almost comparable to the bright moon in the sky! ()