Rise From Eight Hundred

That was a speech that affected the lives of nearly 3,000 Chinese soldiers!

Some people will eventually die on this battlefield and lose their future.

And more people who survived have a clearer understanding of the responsibilities and obligations they shoulder.

What China needs now is a warrior, any warrior who dares to shoot bullets at the invaders.

Otherwise, everyone, including their descendants, will lose their future.

This is what their commander told them.

Do you have a choice between yourself and the future? No choice.

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Tang Dao stood at the foot of Hill No. 1.

In front of him stood the entire army of the Independent Battalion, and the entire army of the Xue Shame Regiment totaled more than 2,400 people.

The three colonel-level officers of the Independent Battalion Headquarters stood at the front of the Independent Battalion. Behind them, the company commanders of each company stood at the front of their own company. The three majors of the Xue Shame Regiment also stood at the front of the Xue Shame Regiment. The company commanders also followed suit and stood at the forefront of their respective companies.

Tang Dao waved his hand to refuse the loud speaker made of tinplate that Erya handed to him, and raised his voice with all his strength: "Brothers, a new battle is coming."

The whole place was silent.

Tang Dao didn't need to say this again. Whether it was the Second Company and the First Battalion that fought hard in Jiepai or other troops who worked tirelessly to build fortifications on the three high grounds of Laoshu Mountain, they all knew in their hearts that there would be a battle with the Japanese invaders in this position under their feet.

"I know that many soldiers of my independent battalion have been on the battlefield since the Battle of Songhu. Some of you have fought in Luodian and Sihang, and more of you have fought in Songjiang, Baihegang, and Jiaxing. You have been fighting almost every day since entering the battlefield.

You are on the verge of life and death every day, and you don't know whether you can see the sun tomorrow. You are exhausted both mentally and physically. I don't know when such days will end.

Originally, my 43rd Army had obtained the approval of the theater command, and the entire army retreated to Jiangbei for repairs. Many brothers secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally have a good rest, eat a hot meal, and sleep well.

But this simple wish was unfulfilled again. Because I, your highest commander, brought you to a new battlefield again.

Does my Tang Dao need new military exploits? Or is it because Is Tang Dao a fighting maniac? No, whether you believe it or not, I don't care about the three gold stars on my collar. I would rather stay in the wine cellar of my hometown at this time, secretly sip the old wine brewed by my old man, and then be chased by my old man with a broom.

But the Japanese came. They blasted open the northern gate of China with fireless artillery, and bombed the most prosperous city in China with aircraft and naval guns. This is not enough. Their troops are heading straight to Nanjing, and in the future, there may be central and southern China.

If I, you and more people like you and me did not go to the battlefield, maybe as the Japanese high-level officials advocated, the whole of China would be destroyed in March. Let alone any old wine at home, even the wine jars would probably be robbed and smashed by the Japanese. "

Tang Dao said it very plainly. Being with family and staying together safely is almost everyone's wish here.

Thinking that Commander Tang, who was as ruthless as a killing god on the battlefield, would be chased by his old father with a broom, many soldiers who were familiar with Tang swords wanted to laugh inexplicably, but after slightly cracking their mouths, more bitterness surged in their eyes.

Because, with the arrival of the Japanese, such a scene will never happen again.

Will they, including the army colonel standing before them, have a chance to be punished by their old father with a cane?

No one knows.

"So, knowing that my brothers are exhausted and about to die, I still choose to bring you here.

And for all the brothers of the Sichuan Army, you have traveled thousands of miles to come here. Are you going out for a trip? No, from the moment you left Sichuan, you were destined to become a soldier, not a soldier fighting for the territory of those generals, but a soldier defending the entire Sichuan Province and the whole of China.

You, me, and us are all the same, and we have the same responsibilities.

Women, children, and the elderly need us men to protect them.

Here is Guangde, the last line of defense after the capital of China. If we lose Guangde, the Japanese invaders will completely encircle our Nanjing. As a soldier, you know what the consequences are." Tang Dao exhaled lightly, his eyes like torches.

The whole army looked solemn and silent.

As soldiers, they certainly knew the terrible consequences. If tens of thousands of Japanese troops were allowed to cross the Guangde mountainous area from now on, Nanjing would have no place to defend.

Jinling, treat it as an isolated city!

Suddenly, Tang Dao raised the volume again and pointed forward. The metallic sound resounded through the valley, making people's blood boil.

"We can afford to lose a city, but the enemy we are facing this time is an enemy who has coveted the rich land of China for hundreds of years. They dream of occupying this rich land.

So, decades ago, they launched the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, and they won, squeezing nearly 1 billion taels of silver from China; six years ago, they launched the September 18th Incident, and they won again, and they occupied the three northeastern provinces;

And this time, they will no longer be satisfied with silver and a few provinces, but the whole of China. Hundreds of thousands of troops crossed the ocean, bringing death and destruction.

They want to destroy the families behind all of us, destroy our future, and destroy everything we cherish.

They believe that they will win with airplanes, cannons, and ships.

They are wrong! They are wrong! Because we are here.

We are standing here, we will never give in, we will never compromise!

Behind us, there are parents and families of each of us, they are looking forward to a good harvest, looking forward to building two more houses, they are looking forward to the little boys and girls in the family to go to school, and to live a good life for generations.

What we are defending is not only the city behind us, what we are defending is not only our own home, what we want to defend is our own future! ”

What kind of emotion is that, with the roar of the Tang sword, it hits everyone's chest, the soldiers burst into tears, the soldiers trembled all over, and there was a breath stuck in their throats, and they couldn't get it out.

"I'm here, I want to ask you, do you want to see your house burned down, your parents, wives and children humiliated, and your brothers and sisters slaughtered like cattle and sheep? If you are a man, you will answer me loudly, do you want to live yourself, or do you want them to live! "The sound of Tang Dao echoed in the valley again.

In the rising morning light, his face was as cold as frost, and there were two balls of fire in his eyes, jumping, and his collar badge was shining.

A brief silence!

"Sir, I, Lei Xiong, don't want to!" Lei Xiong took a big step forward.

Then he stood still and turned to look at the officers and soldiers who had clenched their fists and flushed their faces, with a fierce look on his face: "If it can bring peace to my parents, wife and children, Lei Xiong would rather die a hundred times!"

"Sir, I, Guo Shouzhi, don't want to!" Guo Shouzhi took a step forward. "My wish in this life is to follow you in a hundred battles without regrets!"

"Sir, I, Zhuang Shisan, don't want to!" Zhuang Shisan took a step forward. "I am willing to die with you!"

"Sir, we are willing to die with you!" The eight company commanders raised their arms and saluted.

"I am a Chinese man, fight! "The Lieutenant General of the Sichuan Army, who had been standing silently not far away and watching all this, raised his arms and roared with tears in his eyes.

The young Sichuan Army officer in front of him looked very much like him when he was young.

Youth, passion and sincerity!

But he was better than him. At such a young age, he knew so much about family and country.

The roar of the Lieutenant General of the Sichuan Army was like a fuse that ignited explosives.

"Fight!" The entire army of the Independent Battalion raised their guns high and roared in unison.

"Fight!" The entire army of the Revenge Group also raised their guns and roared.

The roar of more than 2,000 soldiers resounded through the sky.

"Fight! "Nearly 2,000 soldiers of the 145th Division of the Sichuan Army hiding in the mountains were alarmed by the continuous roars coming from the distant valley. The soldiers who had just experienced a bloody battle roared involuntarily.

While roaring, countless soldiers' eyes were wet again.

It's easy to shout slogans, but that means that many familiar faces will never meet again.

But what choice do they have?

No choice!

To China, to everyone!

Only, fight!