Rise From Eight Hundred

Cheng Tieshou punched the tree trunk beside him.

The treetops trembled violently.

There was already blood between his knuckles.

But the pain in his limbs was far less than the pain in his heart.

On the leading vehicle was his brother from the fire support platoon, a six-year veteran. He knew that he could not survive since the moment the Japanese machine gun bullets flashed sparks on his leading vehicle.

However, he could not do anything but watch his brother continue to move forward in the moving torch. Facing the Japanese planes, the army lieutenant who dared to shoot at him could not help but shed tears at this moment.

But he could not blame his superiors. He knew that his superiors might be more heartbroken. The seventeen people who had already sacrificed were all soldiers selected by each company under his order.

Regardless of combat skills, the courage to die was already the elite among the thousands of elites.

But such an elite, not being able to hold up a gun and die on the battlefield fighting the Japanese invaders, could only use their bodies to endure the ravages of Japanese bombs and machine guns.

This may become a lifelong nightmare for any commander.

"Without our military order, anyone who dares to fire a shot will be subject to military law!" Tang Dao's tone was extremely cold, without any emotion.

But only those who are familiar with him will know that the more such Tang Dao is, the more dangerous it is.

The last time he did this was at the Sihang Warehouse, when hundreds of Japanese invaders were wiped out.

What about this time? What will he do?

No one knows.

However, the Chinese soldiers who looked at their commanders who were almost frozen were very sure that they would have the opportunity to shoot revenge bullets at the Japanese planes that were showing off their power in the sky.

Otherwise, even if they had a long night, how could they fall asleep?

Yes, the only hypnotic drug that could make them fall asleep at night was the enemy's corpse.

However, the military order to open fire was not issued, and they could only watch the four Japanese planes still speeding at an altitude of 500 meters.

Instead of raising their guns, they aimed at the carriages and cavalry that were still fleeing in the wilderness.

In order to stay away from the slower-moving infantry, the cavalry rode their horses to a wider field, and did not enter the woods that could hide their bodies.

Such an obvious target, Junji Watanabe would certainly not let go.

Although these horses were already running as fast as they could, for fighter planes that could fly tens or even hundreds of meters in a second, their slowness was like an ant crawling on the ground.

With the trigger of a finger, the metal bullets splashed, and then the horses and human bodies were torn apart, and blood and flesh flew all over the sky. This feeling was even more comfortable than the feeling of using a machine gun to turn a truck into a torch...

Lü Sanjiang was riding his horse at full speed, and he didn't even bother to look back. The roar of the plane engine was getting louder and louder. The battlefield intuition that gradually formed on the edge of life and death told him that the Japanese plane was getting closer and closer to him, so close that it seemed that the muzzle of the gun had been pressed against his back.

But he had no choice. At this time, escaping into the woods would be the stupidest choice. The bombs dropped by the Japanese planes would turn him and the infantry who might be hiding in the woods into ashes.

He was also unwilling to abandon his horse and go into the bushes. Without his control, the horse might wait there and become an easy target for the Japanese planes to shoot.

War horses are also the closest comrades of the cavalry!

So, he could only continue to escape.

The rumbling of horse hooves behind him made Lv Sanjiang feel a little relieved.

He knew that it was the veteran who was still following him.

Although the veteran only had one arm left, for a cavalry who needed to control the horse and hold a gun and a sword, it meant that he had lost most of his combat effectiveness, but as long as the veteran was there, Lv Sanjiang, who had gradually become independent, would feel at ease.

Even though Lv Sanjiang finally made his own choice in the early morning of that day and fired a shot at the cavalry in the distance in the dark, it was actually because his veteran was by his side and he was not afraid of the Japanese cavalry hundreds of meters away.

The dependence formed over a long period of time will not disappear because of his growth.

But why did the sound of the horse's hooves following him suddenly become lighter? It was like a gradually weakening war drum.

Lü Sanjiang looked back, his heart and liver were about to burst.

The old soldier actually chose to stop the warhorse, pulled out the gun from the holster on the horse's back, and jumped off the horse.

What did he want to do? Lü Sanjiang's brain didn't turn around for a moment, and he instinctively pulled the reins to slow down.

"Asshole, run for me! Stop and wait to die?" The old soldier held the gun in one hand, pointed the muzzle at the warhorse under Lü Sanjiang, and roared: "Sergeant Lü Sanjiang, listen to the order, full speed forward 100 meters, turn left! Those who do not follow the order will be killed!"

At this time in the wilderness, the roar of the Japanese 96 carrier-exploding aircraft engine resounded through the sky, and the sound of the horses' hooves fleeing in the wilderness was like thunder that kept hitting the eardrums. Although Lü Sanjiang and his old squad leader were only 30 meters apart, he actually couldn't hear anything.

He only saw his old squad leader opening his mouth and screaming desperately, his gun pointed at him.

Then, the old soldier beat the chestnut warhorse under him with the butt of his gun.

For the cavalry, the warhorse is like their own legs. Without the warhorse, the cavalry may not even be considered a soldier. For their silent comrades, the cavalrymen all take good care of them.

Just like the chestnut Mongolian horse under the old soldier, which he affectionately called "Big One", it was born with a large frame and was strong and powerful. Originally, the battalion commander Gu Shaoxun loved it very much, but the "Big One" horse was unruly and threw Gu Shaoxun off the horse several times at the beginning of the training. As the battalion commander, Gu Shaoxun was busy with affairs, so how much time did he have to cultivate feelings with the fierce horse? In the end, it was assigned to the old soldier to deal with.

In order to make the 'big guy' obey, the veteran was extremely gentle. Not only did he save his own bread to feed it, he even moved his own bedroll at night and slept in the stable in the freezing weather, sharing the same food for more than two months. Sleeping together, they managed to conquer the unruly 'big guy'.

The 'big man' also lived up to the kindness of the veterans. Whether it was long-distance marching or short-distance sprinting speed, he was the best in the entire battalion. This was also what the veterans were most proud of. Lu Sanjiang, who was brought into the military camp by him, listened in his spare time What he brags about the most is the tacit understanding and friendship between him and the 'big guy'.

But now he was beating it, pounding it hard with the butt of his gun.

That is, wanting it to go away.

Lu Sanjiang suddenly understood.

He understood what his veteran squad leader was trying to do.

The veteran wants to stay where he is. A target that is not afraid of death and will not dodge will certainly attract the attention and anger of the enemy planes that are approaching menacingly.

Watching the prey flee under his own power and let him kill him wantonly, the pleasure is actually far greater than the killing itself. But if a stranger suddenly appears and takes the initiative to challenge, the first reaction is to tear it into pieces.

The speed of the fighter plane exceeds one hundred meters per second. When the Japanese fighter plane targets him, it only takes a few seconds for the Japanese plane to pass over this area, and the threat of the machine gun will He would go there unless he was willing to drop a bombshell for the few dozen cavalrymen in this area.

Even if the Japanese planes will turn to attack again, at least this wave will not pose a big threat to the cavalry.

Lu Sanjiang not only understood what the veteran wanted to do, he also understood what the veteran was shouting just now, which was to tell him not to stop and continue running, and to turn around and not keep a straight line with him. That was a military order.

A military order given by a cavalry ensign to a cavalry sergeant.

"Ah!" Lu Sanjiang roared in pain like a wolf howling.

He turned around and kicked the horse's belly wildly. The already extremely anxious horse under him immediately let loose and ran wildly.

Horses' instinctive fear of approaching danger is far greater than that of humans. The approaching roar in the sky is like an approaching tiger. It has long wanted to leave here, as far away as possible.

However, the veteran's war horse "Big Man" chose to refuse, and was hit with several gun butts. "Big Man" neighed angrily, but did not want to leave, so he circled around the veteran.

The close comrade of the cavalry not only rejected the command given by his brother, but also rejected his own instinctive fear. If the brother did not leave, it would not leave.

The veteran cried.

From Northeast China to North China, and then from North China to Southeast China, he experienced countless battles. Countless comrades left in front of his eyes. Even his arm was chopped off alive. The strong veteran never shed a tear.

But now, he was crying.

"Idiot, if you don't run away, you're dead." The veteran muttered to himself with tears streaming down his face as he looked at the horse that still refused to leave after being beaten by him.

"I know you want to take me away, but I can't run away! If those little brothers are alive, they can kill more Japanese. I can't help it, so I can only provide them with the last cover."

The veteran looked at Lu Sanjiang's back, which was no longer looking back, with tears of relief flashing in his eyes.

His once youthful little brother has grown into the strongest warrior, because he knows how to accept military orders, knows the choices made by his brother and commander, and also knows the responsibilities he still bears.

If he doesn't understand this, he will run back and live and die with his brother.

If he dares to take a step this way, the veteran will be very disappointed and will not hesitate to shoot his horse to death.

At least, if the horse dies, the brother who has not yet grown up will survive.

But now, he's gone and that's good!

"Run! You can still be a good helper for them and help me kill the Japanese devils." The veteran stroked the huge horse's head with his bandaged bald arm.

The bay-red horse seemed to understand the veteran's murmur. Tears flashed from its huge eyes, and it neighed "Hui Hui'er" in its mouth. Its four hooves kept tapping on the ground, showing its fear of the approaching aircraft. But still stubbornly refused to leave.

"Idiot! Idiot!" The veteran kept cursing, but he hugged the horse's neck fiercely.

"If you don't leave, then we two brothers will fight against the enemy together and see what the Japanese planes are capable of." Tears flowed from the veteran's eyes, but he suddenly smiled.

The veteran no longer stubbornly drove away his brother, but raised his gun and pointed it diagonally at the sky.

Use the residual arm as a gun stock.

The war horse stood in front of him with his head held high.

Before the 'Tiger' volleyed towards him, the silent comrade-in-arms chose to be his brother's last shield.

Just like the choices veterans make.

At that moment, the golden sunlight of the east rising sun shone on the maroon horse, coating it with golden light.

Like a solidified sculpture of a man and a horse.

Even at this moment, the roar of Japanese fighter planes resounded throughout the sky.

This scene is engraved in the hearts of all the soldiers who can be seen around.

Throughout his life, no one can forget it! …

PS: It was really painful in the morning yesterday. It was much better after the gravel at noon, but my body was still uncomfortable. I endured the discomfort and went to four more classes in the afternoon, rested for a night, and finally felt better. Thank you everyone. care.

At the end of this chapter, Feng Yue's eyes suddenly became wet. Because of people and horses!