Rise From Eight Hundred

From a tactical point of view, the position chosen by the security regiment soldiers is the best blocking position in this neighborhood.

The only way for the Japanese infantry without heavy weapons to kill him was to blast the pagoda through the relatively wide square around it.

But obviously, the soldiers of the security regiment, who were full of ammunition and full of courage, did not give them such a chance.

However, for Zhao Daqiang, who was about to carry out the rescue order, this blocking position, which originally had an incomparable advantage, turned out to be a position where he was helpless.

Because this is a desperate place, a place of death.

If the entire battlefield is described as a pile of fire, then the soldiers who stick to this position are the dry wood in the fire, glowing and dissipating heat, but they are burning themselves.

If he wanted to fly, even if he gave wings to the people on the tower, he would still have to face the gunfire of dozens of Japanese infantry, and there would be no way he could escape from the fire.

Escape was even more impossible. From the time we descended from the pagoda at an altitude of more than 30 meters, the Japanese army had already surrounded the pagoda. How could we escape?

Even if the mortar group bombarded this place with all its strength in accordance with the previous agreement, the Japanese troops scattered around the temple had enough depth to avoid the artillery fire, but the soldiers of the security group who left the pagoda were very likely to be bombarded by artillery fire.

Unless, at this time, an infantry platoon or even an infantry company came out from the city to launch a violent attack on this place, defeating these dozens of Japanese troops in the shortest time, there might be a chance to rescue the security regiment soldiers who were in the dead zone.

However, he would only do this unless the commander was crazy.

It is indeed the principle of a soldier to not abandon or give up his comrades on the battlefield, but to save him alone, he has to sacrifice the lives of dozens or even more soldiers. Needless to say, the commander will not make such a decision easily, even then If a security guard soldier survives in the end, it will be extremely painful!

Because, although there are not many Japanese troops in the block now, as long as this part of the Japanese army can entangle the reinforcements for 10 minutes, the Japanese troops outside the block will rush in like a pack of wolves smelling blood.

If there is even the slightest mistake, the entire army will be wiped out, and the probability of success will never be higher than 20%.

The current war situation is one with no solution.

This is the conclusion Zhao Daqiang drew based on his many years of fighting career.

The moment he saw the Japanese army put on protective clothing from the lurking point, Zhao Daqiang understood that the Japanese army was going to make a desperate move, and the lives of the security regiment soldiers had entered a countdown.

With nothing to do, he could only leave the decision to the master who was still waiting for his signal flare.

"I want to save you, platoon leader. This is your only chance. Run back as fast as you can and convey my message to our Commander Liu. He will decide how to save you. Do you understand?" Zhao Daqiang turned to look. To the security regiment soldier who was lying next to him with tears streaming down his face.

"You don't have time to lurk back to the city. After you leave ten meters from here, you have to run as fast as you can, even if you are completely exposed to the Japanese observation post.

Maybe you will be spotted and shot dead by the Japanese, or maybe they are smart enough to let you go, allowing you to bring more people to their traps to grab the bait that was not the bait in the first place.

However, no one knows the Japanese’s choice. Whether you can survive or not depends on your child's luck. But whether your platoon leader survives or not depends on you. "

The experienced guard squad leader used his battlefield experience to remind the security regiment soldiers around him who took the initiative to lead the way.

"Yeah!" The security regiment soldier who picked up the dirty sleeves nodded fiercely.

He turned around and quietly went downstairs. After walking ten meters away as agreed, he took long strides and ran wildly. In order to run faster, he even threw away the 38-meter cover used to hide his identity.

Just as Zhao Daqiang expected, the Japanese infantrymen who first spotted the running "Japanese Army" were just slightly startled and didn't pay too much attention. Maybe it was one of their communications soldiers?

By the time the Japanese army discovered that the "colleagues" were not running towards the block but straight towards Songjiang City, they noticed something was wrong and reported it. The security regiment soldiers had already ran 200 meters away and were only more than 200 meters away from Songjiang City.

"He is Chinese, kill him." Under the command of the commander, the Japanese infantrymen occupying the high ground picked up their guns and aimed at the khaki figure who was still running wildly.

A distance of 200 meters is not difficult for the extremely high shooting level of the Japanese infantry.

What's more, in order to go faster, the soldiers of the security regiment had already ran onto Zhongshan Street, taking long strides, and running as fast as they could in their lives.

In order to save the platoon leader, this soldier who had witnessed Crow taking huge risks to save Wang Laoshi risked everything, including his own life.

"No, let him go!" The Japanese captain who had been watching the running infantry with a telescope suddenly ordered.

"The location where he first appeared was in the direction of the temple." The Japanese captain said coldly. "If my guess is correct, he was with the Chinese who were resisting on the pagoda of the temple. His purpose of running back to the city was naturally to ask for help. So, why don't we wait for their reinforcements?"

"But squadron leader, the Chinese will only send people to rescue a person unless they are crazy." A Japanese second lieutenant looked in disbelief at his boss's imagination.

"That's Akagi-kun, you still don't understand the Chinese!" the Japanese captain snorted coldly. "The Chinese are a very contradictory nation. Sometimes they are extremely cowardly and sometimes extremely strong. I believe these two extremely contradictory behaviors are not uncommon to you, Akagi-kun, on the battlefield in North China.

But no matter they are cowardly or strong, they have one thing in common, they highly respect role models. The cowardly people will naturally follow those who are cowardly enough to forget their ancestors and surrender to us, whom they consider invaders, while the strong people will fight side by side with those who are stronger until they die.

In other words, whether they are sheep or lions, they rely heavily on leaders to unite them as one.

I believe that for the relatively strong Chinese in Songjiang, this Chinese who is fearless of life and death outside the city is the best role model in the eyes of their commanders. For this role model, they are willing to pay enough price.

And we need them to pay such a price, whether it is Akagi-kun, you, me, or the detachment commander, you, understand? "

"Hi! I understand. "The Japanese second lieutenant, confused by the Japanese captain's profound and mysterious words, bowed his head heavily.

You are a high-ranking official, so what you say makes sense! Even if he didn't understand, the Japanese second lieutenant still understood the ways of the world. If God could give him a little tail at this moment, perhaps it would enrich his expression of being educated.

"Inform Sergeant Komura Kumaichi, let him make a siege gesture even if he has killed the Chinese. I need more Chinese lives to wash away the shame of the entire brigade's defeat today. "The Japanese captain's eyes were filled with pride.

For his own wisdom.

That is to say, there is no sake here, otherwise he must pour himself a glass to celebrate.

After searching for half a day, he has basically confirmed that the Chinese in the block have evacuated the block in advance by some unknown method to get the early warning.

There is no danger here.

But if you want to gain military merit, it is not enough to just report to your superiors that there are no enemies in the block. He needs the bodies of the Chinese to prove his military merit.

Now is the best opportunity.

After all, after the infantry battalion suffered a series of defeats, as the only infantry squadron leader who can achieve results, he will leave a deep impression on the commander of the regiment, and the detachment commander may know his name.

He, Nakamura Suketoshi, may be the next candidate for the captain of the 4th Infantry Battalion.

Captain Nakamura Suketoshi, who dreamed of promotion, quickly deployed his infantry squadrons scattered in the block to Gathering around Xilin Temple, he has determined that even if the Chinese want to come to rescue, they will not send more troops under absolute disadvantage.

And his infantry squadron is enough to deal with two infantry companies or even an infantry battalion, especially when he has set up blocking positions.

If possible, he will choose to let the Chinese enter the temple area, then surround them and swallow them in one bite.

Nakamura Suketoshi thought he knew the Chinese well enough.

But he was still wrong. His theory was only formed on the battlefield in North China for several months.

To understand the real China, you can't just see and hear it, even if you live with them for several years, it won't work.

Because China still has thousands of years of splendid civilization, and there are many inheritances imprinted in the genes.

No one can truly understand China without understanding China's traditional culture.

Mistakes must be paid.

Making mistakes on the battlefield means death.