Rise From Eight Hundred

Missing is an extremely painful thing.

Especially when you know very well that the people you miss will never be in front of you again.

People are such stupid creatures. The more you lose, the more you know how to cherish.

But, it's already too late.

Two young Sichuan soldiers hugged their knees and leaned against the wall, feeling dejected.

Tantai Mingyue's voice rippled in the air-raid shelter.

"According to the order of Songjiang Command, today's battle situation will be broadcast so that the entire Songjiang army can know today's battle situation.

Today, our three cities in the east, west and south of Songjiang were all attacked by enemy invaders. After half a day of hard fighting, our army repelled more than 20 Japanese attacks.

Among them, the fiercest battle broke out on the front line of Cangcheng. The Japanese invaders dispatched two infantry brigades with a total of more than 2,000 people and dozens of artillery. They attacked the front line of Cangcheng for several hours without being able to advance an inch.

During this period, Lieutenant Colonel Tang Dao, commander of the Cangcheng garrison, abandoned his front-line position during the fiercest battle, retreated to the interior of Cangcheng, and sent a message to the Songjiang headquarters: Fire at me!

Our Songjiang Command then mobilized the entire army's artillery to cover the Cangcheng position with artillery fire and wipe out all the enemy invaders who entered Cangcheng.

After this battle, the Japanese army no longer had the spirit to attack. It was not until our Cangcheng defenders were ordered to withdraw that they dared to send a small reconnaissance team in to investigate.

In this battle, nearly 80% of the defenders on the front line of Cangcheng suffered casualties. It can be said that the casualties were heavy. However, the Japanese invaders in front of the battle also lay dead in the field. The exact number is unknown, but according to the visual inspection at the front line by the frontline staff officer responsible for recording combat achievements, last night plus today's two battles, the Japanese casualties were more than three times our number.

To this end, the Matsue Command is convening a combat meeting with all generals."

The more than 30,000 officers and soldiers who were listening attentively in front of the radio were all stunned. What does this mean?

A deep roar came from the radio.

"stand at attention!"

"Bang!" That was the sound of military boots hitting each other.

"salute!"

"Shua!" That was the sound of military uniforms rubbing against each other.

At this time, not only the main body of the salute - the Cangcheng defenders who had become the garrison battalion - were stunned, but the entire army was stunned.

All the generals saluting their soldiers on the radio?

Oh my God! What kind of treatment is this?

The blood is raging!

Perhaps this is the only feeling for all the Chinese soldiers who are in the air-raid shelter, whether they are excited or silently thinking about it sadly.

"stand up!"

"stand at attention!"

"Return gift!" Tang Dao's voice sounded as hard as stone in the air-raid shelter.

All the soldiers who could still move stood up straight, held their heads high, and raised their right hands.

The wounded soldier who could not stand up sat on a stretcher and raised his right hand.

The wounded soldier who lost his right hand raised his bare stump that was wrapped in bandages.

The wounded soldier without his right arm raised his left hand

In various positions throughout Songjiang City, soldiers and officers raised their right hands fiercely.

What an honor!

This is not just an honor for the hundreds of defenders in Cangcheng, it belongs to all the defenders on the Songjiang front line.

The general salutes his soldiers.

Soldiers, return the favor!

This is not a superior to a subordinate, but just a mutual respect between soldiers and soldiers.

The general told his soldiers with a military salute: Soldier, thank you for defending the position with your life!

The soldier answered the general with a military salute: Sir, I will follow you to the death!

"Platoon leader, squad leader, did you hear it? Did you see it? The military seats and division seats are all saluting you!" The young deputy squad leader looked at the sky, but couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"I'm sorry, I can't think about you anymore in the future. I want to be the platoon leader of our platoon, keep our platoon around, and let the Japanese continue to taste the power of our platoon." After Tang Dao announced the ceremony, the young deputy squad leader said, He lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Squad leader, what are you talking about!" The signal soldier, nicknamed Taozi, tried his best to suppress the excitement on his face and asked himself as the highest direct commander.

He was afraid that his excitement would arouse the squad leader's sadness.

"Taozi, don't call me squad leader from now on. I want to tell the battalion commander that I want to be the platoon leader, and I can only be the platoon leader." Qian Dazhu, whose obsession has reduced a lot, has a smile on his face. He hugged the last soldier in his platoon by the shoulders.

"Haha, that's great! Squad leader, no, platoon leader, do you think I can be the squad leader?" The communications soldier who was less than 18 years old and only 1.6 meters tall at most asked eagerly.

"You are a hammer. You have only been a soldier for one year and you want to be a squad leader. You can work with me for two years before you start!" Qian Dazhu slapped the kid on the back of the head angrily.

What are you thinking! Not every first-year soldier is as lucky as him, who keeps accumulating merit and escapes death countless times.

Deep down in his heart, Qian Dazhu still hoped that this guy could live until the end of the war and return to his hometown alive to tell the people in his hometown the story of the brothers in his platoon who had died in the battle.

They are dead, but as long as the people at home can still remember them and the people in their hometown still know that there is such a group of people who fought bravely against the Japanese, they will still be alive.

As for himself, he had never thought about living when he was alone in the position. Now he still has to go to the commander to be the platoon commander. He just wants to kill more Japanese and has no other thoughts.

Sichuan people have a cheerful personality and do not hide things. Once they make a decision, they will do it. Qian Dazhu first went to his old battalion commander Liu Zhenshan.

Captain Liu, who was afraid of death, was lucky to survive again this time, but he didn't survive by hiding. He was always the first to lead the troops. Maybe his "powerful" wife was praying to the Buddha everywhere, which made him very lucky.

Others were hit by shells and either lost their arms or legs, but this one was like a god. His helmet was cut with a deep cut, but his head was fine. His arm was cut with a big cut, bleeding profusely, but his bones were fine.

The most amazing thing was that a shell exploded five meters behind him. Normally, he would either vomit blood due to the air wave or be half-cooked by the heat generated by the explosion. As a result, he only had two holes in his pants, revealing two large buttocks that were smoked black. It was just a little thing - two small pieces on his buttocks were burnt.

It was because the battlefield was critical at that time, and no one had the time to talk nonsense, otherwise Captain Liu would definitely become the center of everyone's ridicule.

After all this time, Captain Liu likes to wear red shorts! This tune, wow, is really unique!

"Your kid wants to be a platoon leader?" Liu Zhenshan was slightly stunned and a little embarrassed. "It's a good thing for people to move up and want to be promoted, but according to the regulations, you are now a sergeant and can't be a platoon leader!"

Looking at Qian Dazhu's stubborn face, how could Liu Zhenshan not know the thoughts of the youngest sergeant under his command? He didn't want to be an official, but just wanted to defend his infantry platoon with only two soldiers left. He felt a pain in his heart and patted Qian Dazhu's shoulder:

"Let's do this! You have also made great contributions today. You have defended the position for a long time. I will report your merits and let your kid be the deputy platoon leader and the first squad leader. If anyone disagrees with this small request, I will definitely be angry with him."

"Who is Captain Liu going to be angry with?" A voice came.

The two turned their heads and saw Tang Dao standing beside them, looking at them with a smile, and they stood at attention immediately.

Not to mention that Tang Dao was no longer their temporary leader but the highest leader of the newly built security battalion, even Tang Dao's performance in this day and night deserved such treatment from the major and sergeant.

"Report to the commander, I asked the battalion commander for a platoon leader, but he said no, and said at most he would give me a deputy platoon leader." Qian Dazhu was straightforward, regardless of his own battalion commander's wide eyes, and reported his thoughts directly.

"Commander, Dazhu has made great contributions this time. The second platoon was wiped out in that artillery attack. Only he was alone on the position, blocking the attack of nearly a hundred devils." Liu Zhenshan had to say a few good words to his subordinates.

"I know about this, and you don't need to repeat it again, Captain Liu." Tang Dao glanced at Liu Zhenshan.

'This little bastard, if you want to be an official, you have to follow the rules. How can you tell your direct superior directly? Now it's all right! I'm afraid that the deputy platoon leader is gone. Giving a squad leader may still be based on merit. ' Liu Zhenshan sighed in his heart and almost scolded Qian Dazhu, the idiot, to death.

"Since you want to be the commander, I will let you be the commander, but I will not personally find soldiers for you. You can go by yourself. If you can find 20 people, you will be the platoon leader of 20 people. If you can find 50, you will be the platoon leader of 50 people." Tang Dao looked at the stubborn young sergeant he had poached and suddenly smiled.

Liu Zhenshan looked dazed.

Commander Tang did not play by the rules again.

However, it seems that this is Commander Tang's style.

"Then, what if I find 100 people?" The sergeant who was hit by the pie was a little confused and asked subconsciously.

"Then you will be the platoon leader of the reinforced platoon."

Tang Dao turned around and left, leaving a sentence.