Rise From Eight Hundred

"Nonsense! This is causing chaos!" The major general brigade commander at the headquarters in the air raid shelter slapped the table.

It’s no wonder that the Major General Commander of the 322nd Brigade of the 108th Division was furious when he heard that Tang Dao, the new commander of the garrison battalion, rushed into the barrage with a single gun.

The Dongcheng District defenders suffered heavy losses due to the unexpected extension of artillery fire from the 6th Division. An infantry regiment had less than half of its infantry available in the first wave of Japanese attacks, completely disrupting the first commander of the Dongcheng defense line. The double blow of deployment, troop losses and tactical failures had already given him a headache. As a result, Tang Dao, as a senior commander who was watching the battle, actually came to cause trouble.

One man and one gun entered that death zone. What did he want to do? Even if he rushes over, how effective can one person and one shot be?

To be honest, at that moment, Major General Liu Qiwen, who had at least a good opinion of Tang Dao, dropped his favorable opinion of Tang Dao to the freezing point.

In his opinion, that is not bravery, but a show.

Whether it is to show off its presence or show off its bravery and fearlessness, Tang Dao is a show that uses its extremely powerful individual soldier ability and artillery fire to make a bet.

At such a young age, he has already reached the position of lieutenant colonel in the army. Isn't he still satisfied? It's so tiresome to have to perform on someone else's battlefield.

This kind of boredom may be due to the deep dissatisfaction of the mature and steady veteran soldiers towards the sudden emergence of Tang Dao. It was only because of this introduction that it was officially detonated.

No one is a saint, just like the boss on the court. He sincerely gives guidance and help to the newcomer when he joins the team. However, when the newcomer suddenly makes rapid progress and threatens his status, the boss will inevitably be vigilant from the bottom of his heart.

This is derived from animal instinct, which can also be called animality, and has nothing to do with morality.

The Tang Dao that emerged from the sky was so excellent that it was almost brilliant. Whether it was the previous battle at Sihang Warehouse, the various arrangements made in advance when arriving at Songjiang City, or the day and night he led the Cangcheng defenders to fight the Japanese invaders with all their strength. Especially when he sent the message "Fire at me" in the telegram, all the soldiers burst into tears.

Appreciation and admiration are all true, but watching the young Tang Dao continue to gain glory and be more and more valued by his superiors, it often takes ten or even twenty years of struggle in the military to reach a position not much higher than Tang Dao. The dissatisfaction that the veteran soldiers in the position tried their best to suppress was also true.

Because Tang Dao was too young and was promoted too quickly.

Looking through his resume, he was just a sergeant squad leader half a month ago. He gained a new rank almost every day in the Sihang Warehouse. A week later, he directly became the named lieutenant colonel commander of the Sihang Battalion. And that, Perhaps it is a position that many soldiers cannot obtain even if they live their whole life.

That may not be considered jealousy, but just unwillingness.

Of course, there is also the question of how Tang Dao, the highest commander on the front line in Dongcheng District, would explain to the two commanders-in-chief if he died here.

Anyone who is not blind can see that the two lieutenant generals love Tang Dao, especially the Sichuan Army officer. All they have to do is declare clearly that Tang Dao is the successor I have focused on training. It is just a coincidence that he will go to the Central Army sooner or later. He wants to return to the Sichuan Army.

If Tang Dao died here, then he, the major general, would probably be implicated as well.

These extremely complex emotions broke out after Tang Dao broke into the death zone alone. He yelled at the stubborn little communications soldier who had to use two guardsmen to get over: "What do you want to do with your guard battalion? This is my fault." The territory of the 322nd Brigade. If Tang Dao can come back alive, I will tell him that he will not be welcome here in the future and ask him, a fighting hero, to stay away from me."

Xia Dayu bit his lips fiercely and looked at the enraged major general and brigade commander stubbornly, which made the army major general even more angry, "What? You're still not convinced, okay, considering that your bastard commander may have no bones left." Come on, I'll give you a chance to refute. If I think that bastard was justified in rushing into the gunfire, I'll apologize to you and your commander. Otherwise, stand at attention, salute, and turn around to get the hell out of me."

"Our battalion commander knows that the commander wants to curse, so tell me, as long as the commander doesn't kill me with one shot, I will show him this. If he kills me with one shot, then the commander will have nothing to see." Xia Dayu took it from the bag. After reading the text message Tang Dao wrote before leaving, he didn't even salute the brigade commander, a major general whose rank was higher than his own, and handed it over directly.

Tang Dao, this bastard who rides horses, must have been a fortune teller before! When the young man who was temporarily incorporated into the army said this, the Army Major General felt a bit painful in his teeth.

But curiosity finally outweighed everything else. The major general stretched out his hand to grab the letter, and his eyes suddenly froze.

It's not that Tang Dao wrote some shocking tips and tricks like Zhuge Liang, but it's special. He didn't recognize many of the words written by Tang Dao for a while, but it was just that Tang Dao's writing was extremely smooth, and it was obvious that there were no typos. .

It's not about the secret encryption technique used by Tang Dao, but simply the difference between simplified characters and traditional Chinese characters.

Just like the traditional Chinese characters of this era, the Tang Dao from the future also needs to be inferred based on the context and the simplified character shapes learned. The Army Major General also felt a little headache when he recognized it.

However, as time went by, the Army Major General gradually deduced the meaning of the simplified characters and read Tang Dao's message. His face gradually became serious, and his eyes showed a trace of imperceptible joy.

He suddenly turned his head and shouted to the signal soldier who was hiding aside and did not dare to say a word: "Give me the order, Cao Meng, don't invest your troops in unnecessary waste. We will make a decision after waiting for Lieutenant Colonel Tang Dao's signal."

After giving the order, he turned to look at the young communications soldier who was still standing in front of him. The previously angry major general brigade commander tried his best to soften his voice: "Little brother, you are waiting for your battalion commander in the air raid shelter. I will have someone pour it for you." Have some water."

Xia Dayu did not move, but still looked at the Army Major General who had become extremely kind and stubborn as before.

The Army Major General was slightly embarrassed.

Looking back at the surroundings, the staff at the command headquarters seemed not to have noticed what was going on here at all, and were busy working on their own.

He walked back and forth awkwardly, walked closer to Xia Dayu and said in a low voice: "It was my fault just now. I lost my temper because of the emergency of the war. If the trick that Battalion Commander Tang just said can work, tell him for me. If he and I are still alive in the future, I will definitely treat him to a drink.”

Xia Dayu curled his lips, but did not persist. He gave the slightly embarrassed major general a non-standard military salute and turned around and left the Dongcheng District Frontline Command.

The young man who has been making a living in Songjiang City since he was a child still understands the thoughts of these big shots. He knows that people are embarrassed to say this, and it is already an apology. If he is serious, then they will be too embarrassed.

As Tang Dao's signal soldier, he couldn't bring hatred to his superiors just for the sake of temporary motivation.

What's more, Tang Dao is not someone to be trifled with. The original words he asked him to tell actually helped him to criticize the big boss.

My little signal soldier is right here. If the brigade commander has the ability, kill him. Otherwise, stop beeping.

Tang Dao's subtext can be understood even by a small signal soldier, let alone the major general and brigade commander.

Because Tang Dao accidentally broke into the battlefield and left a letter, the Dongcheng District defenders no longer risked huge expenditures to invest in fresh troops, but that also meant that there were only more than 200 people defending the 800-meter-long city wall fortifications.

There are 4 heavy machine guns, 2 machine guns, 3 rapid-fire cannons, and 8 mortars to assist the battle. It seems that the firepower is not weak, but compared with the increase in troop investment, the number of infantry approaching the moat has reached four infantry. For the squadron and the Sixth Division, which had heavy fire cover of 30 heavy machine guns, 10 infantry guns, and 40 grenade launchers, it was definitely in a state of being crushed.

The only advantage of the Chinese defenders was that they had city wall fortifications.

What once played a huge role in the era of cold weapons still exerts its strength in this era when hot weapons dominate most battlefields.

As an infantry regiment-level heavy weapon, whether it is a grenade or an infantry gun, there is not much that can be done against a wall that is several meters thick.

No matter how brave the Japanese artillerymen were, they even carried out bayonet bombardment as close as 600 meters away. The vicinity of several fire points' firing holes had already been bombed with craters, but none of them caused a devastating blow to the fire points hidden inside the city wall.

At most, shrapnel flew into the interior of the fortification and injured several soldiers, but it was not fatal.

Several heavy firepower points played the role of the mainstay, which was an important reason why nearly 800 Japanese troops from four infantry squadrons hesitated to advance with less than 200 infantrymen on the first line of the city wall.

The corpses of 300 colleagues were still bobbing in the shallow water and mud. Anyone who jumped in to serve as a target for the Chinese would be a fool.

The battle reached a stalemate for at least twenty minutes.

The Japanese army's artillery fire continued and the blockade continued. The Japanese troops on the shore and the small number of Chinese soldiers fired at each other above and below the city.

On the contrary, the Japanese engineers became the branch with the most casualties, but they were still driven to build three roads that could allow the infantry to pass through the 30-meter moat.

Perhaps, when the Japanese infantry can reach under the city wall without getting stuck in the mud, that will be the moment when the battle situation changes.

Tang Dao, lying in the fortification where Sergeant Mo Songzi was, had been observing the battlefield with a telescope for a while.

Mo Songzi, who had only the last bullet left to waste, looked helpless at the back of this heroic lieutenant colonel whose name had appeared several times on the radio, but whose name had never been seen.