Rise From Eight Hundred

Entering the southeastern town in November, with the bright moon in the sky and the cool breeze, it is definitely a very pleasant thing to stroll in it.

Just like Tang Dao, he should have just spent the most pleasant half an hour since he came to this world, although he didn't want to admit it in his heart.

The good weather and the good night view are definitely one of the reasons why he is in a good mood, not just the beauty.

Such a beautiful city, such a beautiful country, why must it be ravaged by artillery fire? This kind of sentiment may only exist in the poems of poets.

On the battlefield, there is no such thing, only blood and sweat.

For the protagonists on the battlefield-the soldiers, they either tremble with fear, or accept lying down, or try their best to fight for a glimmer of life for themselves.

For example, on this moonlit night, for the soldiers of the 3rd Infantry Company reorganized by the 26th Division of the 43rd Army, if they don't rest for a while, they will be exhausted to death.

From arriving at noon to now, they have been working continuously for six or seven hours.

But their battalion commander is crazy.

It was the "Four Poisons" Captain Liu who usually liked to take everyone out to eat, drink, gamble and smoke a few puffs of opium. From noon to this point, apart from eating a few bites of pancakes, he was waving his pickaxe and digging the soil desperately, scanning the surroundings. If he saw someone slacking off, he would run over ten or twenty meters and fly over with his big feet.

He even cursed people with "son of a bitch, idiot" and "scumbag" in his mouth, as if anyone who was lazy and didn't dig trenches and build fortifications properly was like digging up his ancestral grave.

The 3rd Infantry Company was basically a reduction of half of the original regiment. Some of them were not direct subordinates of Captain Liu, but they had heard of the name of this "Four Poisons" Captain. Who knew that he actually had such an unknown "workaholic" habit.

But no one dared to resist his tyranny. After a battle every half a month, the infantry regiment of nearly 2,000 soldiers was reduced to such a small number. The regiment commander was killed, one of the three battalion commanders was killed, and four and a half of the nine company commanders were killed. Except for Deputy Wang who was promoted to regiment commander, this was the only one with the highest rank in the 152nd Regiment.

So, under his crazy urging, the 120th man of the 3rd Infantry Company had only rested for no more than an hour from noon to now, but dug a trench nearly 400 meters long, 2 meters wide and 1.5 meters deep. In addition, he built a company headquarters hidden inside the civilian house, which was more than 100 meters more than the civilians guided by the veterans of the Fourth Camp.

Although it was because the civilians were unfamiliar with the factors, their desperate work was the main reason why their engineering progress was ahead of everyone else.

Almost all the soldiers simply took off their upper body uniforms and went shirtless, sweating all over.

If it weren't for Commissioner Wang's carefulness, every block would organize people to boil a big pot, and throw a lot of ginger and brown sugar into it while boiling water, which could be regarded as replenishing water and energy for the soldiers and civilians digging trenches and building fortifications. It is estimated that before the war started, a lot of people would have to be tired here.

"Come, officers, drink water, drink water." Several aunts carried a big iron pot and walked from a distance, shouting loudly.

Most Jiangnan women are gentle, which may be a certain misunderstanding of them by those who have not been to Jiangnan. Jiangnan women have the boldness of the north under their gentle appearance, which should be the influence of the population that migrated from Kaifeng during the Southern Song Dynasty.

If you listen carefully, you will find that Hangzhou dialect actually has some inevitable connections with Henan dialect.

If you look into it carefully, you will find that China is so big, but there are only a few ancestors, otherwise there would be no compatriots.

Of course, each place still has its own customs.

For example, let's say this group of Sichuan soldiers dispersed in a hurry, either holding their broken enamel pots or simply holding the Japanese Type 90 steel helmets captured on the battlefield, drinking hot ginger sugar water in big gulps.

Sichuan people are famous for their hard-working qualities, but they are also famous for their desire for pleasure, eating and having fun. Otherwise, Sichuan cuisine would not be sold all over the country, and Sichuan's famous wine would not be famous all over the country. They are all necessary for eating and drinking.

With such a rare rest time, the Sichuan army will not waste it. Basically, there is no need to see the back of the "crazy" battalion commander gulping down water. More than 80% of the soldiers subconsciously took out the pipes they carried with them and took a few puffs.

That is the treasure they would rather put aside their rifles when working and put on their belts. Although the rumor of "double-gun army" is derogatory, it is indeed the truth.

Opium has been introduced to the southwest for a hundred years. Due to the climate in the southwest mountainous areas suitable for tobacco cultivation, the incompetence of the late Qing government and the warlords in Sichuan Province in order to gain wealth, the planting volume of tobacco in the southwest reached a terrible level in the early Republic of China, and the volume of one province even reached 40% of the country.

Sichuan people still like to save face. At the beginning, smoking was mostly to show their status and wealth, until it eventually spread to the lower classes, and even used tobacco to entertain guests. At this time, the hobby of smoking has completely spread in Sichuan Province, the blessed land of the southwest.

Including the troops in Sichuan Province, they even use opium instead of military pay.

In other words, you may want these short Sichuan soldiers to put down their rifles, but it is absolutely impossible to ask them to put down the pipes on their belts. They will fight you to death.

However, this bad habit that spread throughout Sichuan Province and even the whole country was completely curbed with the unification of the future regime.

Facts have proved that there is nothing in this world that cannot be overcome except life and death.

"Tongguo, is our battalion commander crazy? We haven't even started this battle yet, but we've already exhausted our men to death. You're senior, so go tell him something!" A young soldier, no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, tilted his head. Leaning in the newly built fortification, he begged a veteran who was half lying next to him and puffing away smoke.

"You idiot, you said that the battalion commander is crazy, but I think you are crazy." The veteran who was enjoying himself looked around and made sure that no one else could hear him, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"As for what you said about letting the battalion commander be more relaxed, don't even think about it, you melon!" The veteran lazily lay back in his original position and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Why!"

"Why? The battalion commander wants to live. He is more afraid of death than anyone else. Do you understand?"

"Why are you so afraid of death? My brothers, don't poop and show off your belts. How can I kill the little devil in a big place and make him cry for father and mother?" The young soldier patted his chest, extremely proud.

"Tsk!" The veteran rolled his eyes and puffed out a puff of smoke disdainfully. "I don't know what happened. I hugged my legs in the camp at night and cried so hard that I burst into tears and made my clothes dirty!"

"It's not like all the brothers in my platoon are about to die! I'm the one crying! Even if I cry, then I'm a small soldier and it's normal to be afraid of death. Even a battalion commander is so afraid of death!" The soldier blushed and tried to defend himself.

"Well! Let me ask you, Battalion Commander Liu is the well-known "Four Poisons" battalion commander in the whole regiment, so why didn't he get the fifth poison? He just went to the building to find girls. Do you know why?"

"Why? Could it be that the battalion commander couldn't do it?" The shock on the young soldier's face revealed his true thoughts.

The reason is simple. If it weren't for this battle, the biggest officer this recruit who had joined the army for less than two years would have come into contact with was the company commander. An infantry battalion commander who could be in charge of five or six hundred people would be a god-like existence to him. , I didn’t expect to be able to discuss the gossip about the battalion commander with the veteran in the Longmen formation. For this soldier, it is definitely something that can be used to brag in the future, if he does not die after this battle.

"Bah, you idiot, you want to kill me!" The veteran scolded the recruit, but with a smile on his face, he began his journey of complaining about the superior.

After all, he was exhausted just now.

"Our Battalion Commander Liu is a rake!"

"Is there such a thing?" The young soldier became even more interested.

"Furthermore, it is said that he is so afraid of the battalion commander's wife that he doesn't even dare to move too much during daily training."

"What does this have to do with ear raking?"

"Hey, you don't know this! I heard that the battalion commander's wife who lives outside our camp will use a brush to write her name on his work as a mark every time he leaves home. You What should I do if I sweat too much while training?"

"Pfft..." The young soldier spat out a mouthful of water and was stunned. "The battalion commander's wife is so cruel!"

"It's not just ruthless! During this expedition, I saw with my own eyes that the battalion commander's wife, whom the battalion commander married just a year ago, forced him to resign from the army at the door of the barracks and refused to let him leave. As a result, Battalion Commander Liu But he was very tough and slapped the ignorant woman hard. Guess what happened?" The veteran said with a wink.

"The battalion commander has stood up now? The battalion commander's wife has relented."

"You are thinking too much!" the veteran said quietly.

"Mrs. Liu Yingchang is a ruthless person. She didn't cry or make trouble. She bit her finger on the spot, tore the corner of her skirt, dipped in blood and wrote a letter on the corner of her skirt, forcing the battalion commander to sign his name and agree.

The general idea is that if the company commander dares to die outside, she will marry another man with the baby in her belly, let other men sleep with his wife, and beat his baby. "

"You are such a scumbag. What else does such a woman want from her? Divorce her." The young soldier was immediately furious.

"You idiot! You know nothing!" The veteran stretched out his hand and slapped the young soldier on the forehead. His face was extremely solemn, but his eyes were extremely gentle.

"After signing this, how dare you, the battalion commander, die casually! Even if you only have one leg and one arm, you have to crawl back. The battalion commander's wife is a good woman!"

Young soldiers don't understand, but veterans who have passed their thirties do.

That is the last resort used by a wife who does not want her husband to die in a foreign land.

That is, a woman's last stubbornness when facing the loss of her husband.

If the battalion commander doesn't want to die, then doesn't he have to force everyone to be willing to die of exhaustion to repair the fortifications? He must want to go back to see his mother-in-law and the child who will be born soon.

"Work!" The young soldier stayed for more than ten seconds and then snatched the veteran's pipe. "Sister-in-law is also waiting for you to come back!"

"Hey! You little melon! Don't break my pipe." The veteran watched with distress as the young soldier roughly pinned the pipe to his waist.

But the body was honest and picked up the tools again.

The battalion commander, who was also shirtless and more than twenty meters away from them, had already walked over to this side with his belongings in hand. He grinned when he saw the two soldiers entering the fortifications to work without waiting for him to urge them.

He waved his hand, but before he could speak, a loud sound suddenly came from the big speaker of the radio placed twenty meters away.