Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1022

It was only half past five in the morning in early summer, but the sky was still bright and the temperature had risen to 20 degrees.

As a new cook, Boss Cao, who fled from Licheng to save his family's livelihood and joined the Si Xing Regiment, experienced such a big battlefield for the first time.

Yes, Boss Cao is not a nickname, but the real name of this recruit who is over 35 years old.

According to his own explanation, villagers are generally illiterate, and to name a baby, they have to buy a pound of meat and go to the village gentleman. However, his parents still owe the midwife money for giving birth to his baby, so naturally they cannot buy it. The meat got its name, but Cao Da and Cao Er obviously did not meet the aesthetics of his anxious father. As the saying goes, there is no way out and there is no way out. After another village, the old door board used to carry his mother to the doctor appeared in his home. In front of dad.

So, seeing mountains as mountains and water as water, his father gave him the name Boss Cao with great sincerity.

Although Boss Cao never had a good life in the next 38 years, and because he was only 35 years old because of the hardship in life, his face looked like he was in his 40s, which really made him look older, but Boss Cao was still very grateful to his father.

At least, if he didn't name him Cao Laomen, that would really be a shame.

When Boss Cao signed up to join the army, he was asked about his motivations for joining the army. He had three children at home and a sick wife. He looked like a very honest middle-aged man and just wanted to earn the decent military pay advertised by the Four Elements Group to support his family.

This wish couldn't be more simple. The recruiting platoon leader who knew the situation at home was still hesitant at first, but the anxious Boss Cao picked up the stone mortar used for pounding rice in the mountains on the spot. The thing weighed fifty or sixty kilograms, and he insisted He was lifted above his head by this middle-aged man who was anxious to find a way for his wife and children to survive.

Not to mention anything else, with this body, he lives up to his reputation as a boss!

Boss Cao successfully joined the Four Lines Regiment. He also worked hard in the January recruit training. Both shooting and endurance are at least above average.

It was just that after a month of ideological classes for recruits, and several of which were delivered by Director Ye Chenghuan in person, when the company commander who came to the company to recruit new recruits asked him why he wanted to be a soldier, Boss Cao was still the same. I want to earn military pay.

I'm afraid this guy's brain is not very good at turning around. This is basically the unanimous opinion of several company commanders who are recruiting new recruits, and the 35-year-old and 45-year-old have no advantage over the young guys in their 20s.

Therefore, Boss Cao, who originally had some strength and performed well in recruit training, went to a front-line infantry battalion such as the Third Battalion. However, he was not assigned to a front-line company, but went to the battalion headquarters cooking class and became a cook.

No, the entire battalion of officers and soldiers in the forward position requested to get up at 6 o'clock, but the twenty or so people in the cooking class started getting busy at 3 o'clock in the morning.

Breakfast for the more than a thousand people in the camp had to fall on the heads of twenty or so of them. The buns did not need to be beautiful, but they had to have enough meat inside, and each person had to have a mouthful of hot broth to drink. .

Although he didn't know the decisions of the officers, Boss Cao knew just from the sumptuous meal this morning that this morning would probably be a big battle, unlike yesterday and the day before yesterday, which were mainly artillery bombardments from both sides.

You want to ask Boss Cao, who has never experienced such a war, whether he is panicked or not? That's for sure. The infantry didn't fight much yesterday because the artillery shells from both sides were raining down. More than 20 people from the third battalion died, including two or three from the recruit company next door when Boss Cao was training recruits.

Although I am not very familiar with it, I can see that the face that was so youthful yesterday is lying **** in front of my eyes today. Even the battalion commanders and company commanders standing in front of them took off their hats and saluted, but when I think of them Boss Cao felt extremely sad when his family couldn't wait to see their son back.

Especially when I think of my two sons, one daughter and my wife who has been sick all the time, they are all eagerly waiting for me to go back and bring them rice, noodles and ocean. What will happen to them if I die? Boss Cao didn't dare to think deeply about it.

It's just that you have to do something with other people's money, even if it's life-threatening. Boss Cao, who hasn't read many books, has always been influenced by the Confucian culture of the Chinese nation.

So, Boss Cao carried a full load of meat buns weighing 100 kilograms to the position of the seventh company and one row.

That was one of the positions of the entire third battalion at the forefront of the battlefield closest to the Japanese trenches.

"Dawn! Reply to the command!" Just as Boss Cao entered the corner of a trench carrying a load, a cold voice sounded.

“Kill little Japan!” Boss Cao instinctively said the command that the squad leader said before leaving in his own understanding.

The cold muzzle of the gun poked out from around the corner without hesitation.

“No, no, it's the Destroying Sun!” Boss Cao almost peeed in fright.

"Uncle, replying to the command is no joke. If you were our squad leader, you would have no chance to correct yourself." A young corporal walked out of the corner of the trench and criticized Boss Cao with a cold face.

“No, brother, I'm new here, and I'm always quick to talk when I'm nervous.” Boss Cao quickly explained, with aggrieved face still on his face: “Also, I'm only 35, so I can't bear the title of uncle.”

Because he looks old, there are many people who call him Uncle Cao, but Boss Cao still stubbornly believes that he is only about ten years older than the boys, but he has not reached the level of promotion. His eldest daughter is still You're only 14, aren't you?

"Hey, uncle, you are really mature. You are almost as old as my father. Why, is this the battalion headquarters delivering breakfast to us? What did you eat this morning?" I don't know if he was amused by Boss Cao's aggrieved look. After eating it, he was still attracted by the fragrant smell of the buns in the bamboo basket. The young soldier sniffed and smiled.

As soon as the soldier asked what he wanted to eat, Boss Cao became arrogant and refused to correct the young soldier's mistake of insisting on calling him uncle. He said with a smile on his face: "Today! By the order of the commander, I prepared pork buns for you guys. Not only is there a lot of meat, but it's all stuffed with fatty meat, so if you bite into it, your mouth will be filled with oil.”

"Really! I have to thank the brothers in the cooking class." The young soldier showed surprise on his face, put his submachine gun back, and reached out to pick up the load. "Come on, uncle, let me help you. Oh, uncle, you are strong enough!"

The young soldier probably didn't expect that there would be so many boxes of meat buns. He raised his hand and didn't even pick them up.

“Hehe, brother, I don't have anything else, I just need a lot of strength. Other platoons require at least two or three people, so just one of us is enough.” Boss Cao couldn't help but feel proud again. "You guys wait, I'll go to the company headquarters and pick up the broth."

By the time Boss Cao came over with a slight sweat on his head and carried two large buckets of broth, the soldiers who had been sleeping in the trench had already gotten up, each with two big buns in their hands, and their mouths were full of oil.

The young soldier who was originally on guard saw Boss Cao from a distance. This time he was no longer as cold as before, but instead greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Cao, I dare you to be a celebrity in the recruit company! I heard that you have a record of dropping bombs from 70 meters while standing. This is better than me, a two-year soldier! Why did you go to the cooking class? What, don't you dare to do it today? Dare you show your skills to the brothers?"

It turns out that the young soldier who took over Boss Cao's burden felt very heavy. It weighed hundreds of kilograms. With such strength, he shouldn't be a soldier in the cooking class! So, this corporal from the Northeast Army went to ask about the new recruits in the platoon. After asking, he found out that the old boss Cao was also a celebrity in the recruit company. During the training of the recruit company, he once created a new recruit. Record of bombing.

Actually! The distance of 60 meters is not an exaggeration among the veterans of the Four Lines Regiment. The group of animals in the reconnaissance company even had a record of dropping bombs from 80 meters while standing. That is not the strongest. A pervert like Ming Xin did not take action, but with the veterans Their estimate of him being able to wield a sword weighing more than ten kilograms was based on Mingxin's arm and wrist strength and the master's control over his body's muscles. It would be no problem at all to throw him 90 meters or even 100 meters upwards.

The current Si Xing Regiment has two masters of martial arts, Uncle Han and Ming Xin. Ming Xin, aside from Ming Xin, was a ruthless man who killed nearly 30 Japanese infantry soldiers by himself. Old Uncle Han has never taken action on the battlefield, but In the military training classes at the squad leader level of each battalion, he, the director of the military training department, showed his skills in front of these elite soldiers.

An ordinary rifle, even for an elite warrior, can penetrate at most an eight-centimeter-thick wooden board with a full thrust. But under the hands of a master of Chinese martial arts like Old Uncle Han, I didn't see how he moved. It was just an ordinary front thrust. The sharp bayonet actually passed through three eight-centimeter-thick wooden boards. With this force, if it were a human body, it would probably have penetrated the chest cavity with the barrel of the gun!

And I heard that Tang Tuanzuo had actual combat examples of carrying a rifle as a mace wielder on the battlefield and beating the Japanese troops into squats.

Hence, the officers and soldiers of the Four Elements Regiment who had witnessed the powerful martial arts were somewhat mentally prepared for what the 'perverted' level masters would do.

But a new recruit, the "old man", could actually throw such a good result of 70 meters. This somewhat surprised the young corporal, and he did not doubt the authenticity of this at all. Just watching the "old man" carry hundreds of kilograms of weight. If he still walks steadily when he is carrying the burden, you know that he is really stronger than most ordinary people.

As for why such a talented person ended up in the cooking class, the recruits also told the young corporal who was already the deputy squad leader of Boss Cao's stubborn belief that he was just a 'wage boy' who came here for military pay.

Although the current 3rd Battalion has made up 90% of its troops, due to the limited number of new recruits, there is still a 10% shortfall before the reorganization plan announced by Tang Tuanzuo. Just like the infantry squad where the young corporal is located, there is still a shortfall of 10%. One person.

It is natural that the young corporal fell in love with this old prime minister. Even if his ideological consciousness is slightly worse, he should be an ammunition hand! Judging from his strength, he can carry at least 30 kilograms of supplies during wartime, which can carry hundreds of rounds of ammunition and more than 10 grenades for the entire infantry squad. Moreover, for a young corporal, a backbone soldier at the lowest level, a difference in ideological consciousness is nothing. As long as he has fought a few battles and experienced **** battlefields, a handful of blood from a sleeping brother in a big shop will be sprinkled on his face. , as long as he is a person with feelings, he will rush over with red eyes and kill the Japanese who killed his brother.

This kind of thing is very clear to the young corporal who has experienced the battles of Songjiang and Guangde. Before the battle of Songjiang, he was just a private.

It was not courage that made him a sergeant, but waves of veterans falling in front of him, and he just continued to move in the direction where they fell.

Faced with the kindness of the young corporal, Boss Cao smiled in embarrassment, "That was just a training bomb, and it was also a training ground without bullets. Company Commander Zheng said, even if it can be thrown 70 meters on the training ground, on the real battlefield , I can throw more than 40 meters, which is good.

By the way, let the brothers drink the broth quickly! This is authentic mutton soup. The battalion commander bought it from a fellow mountain man two days ago. I carried one head alone and walked dozens of miles! "

“Brother Cao, you are so.” When the young corporal saw Boss Cao like this, he knew that he had no intention of joining the front-line infantry platoon.

This is just like what the recruits say about Lao Cao, he can do anything, but this guy is very stubborn. After others have received ideological education from instructors at all levels, they all clamor to defend their hometown and the nation. This big brother is better. Simply working to earn money to support the family.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp hissing was heard in the sky.

“No, the Japanese opened fire!” The young corporal's expression changed, he turned around and shouted towards the trench. "Go into the bomb shelter nearby. If you don't have time, I'll take cover!"

After yelling, he took Boss Cao's arm and threw him towards a corner of the trench.

“No, broth, where's the broth?” Boss Cao struggled instinctively.

That broth took a whole sheep to cook, and the fat sheep weighed 60 kilograms after it was killed, but he had to carry it out of the mountains alone and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads!

It's okay to be a little tired and miserable, after all, the group gives him a small ten yuan a month! You can't waste food, right? If he had this little mutton at home, his poor mother might not have hanged herself in the tree behind the mountain in the middle of the night because she wanted to save food for her three children.

When I think of this, what kind of heart does Boss Cao have! It hurts like a split.

Boss Cao was very strong and in a hurry, he threw the young corporal away and lunged towards the dropped soup bucket with hunched steps.

“You are so good!” The young corporal who was thrown away threw Boss Cao to the ground with a tiger pounce.

Then, a huge noise exploded in the ears of Boss Cao, a new cook!

How loud was that sound? Taking Boss Cao's own feelings as an example, at that moment it was as if Gonggong knocked down Mount Buzhou and the sky collapsed! Then, there was no more sound.

That's because his ears were temporarily deafened at that moment.

The whole earth seemed to be shaken by the earthquake. Even in the trench, Boss Cao still felt the earth beneath him shaking. The soil on the trench wall kept falling down, hitting the two of them.

"Cuddle up and try not to let your chest touch the ground." The young corporal came close to Boss Cao's ear, who could hardly hear any sound, roared with all his strength, and took off the helmet on his head and buttoned it to Boss Cao On the head.

Then, he climbed up resolutely, bent over and ran forward.

Boss Cao, holding his head in his hands, wanted to ask this young corporal who was at least one round younger than him, shouldn't he be hiding at this time? Why are you running ahead again?

The Japanese chose the timing of their artillery fire too viciously.

At this time, it was the time for the first few positions to have breakfast. Except for a few soldiers in charge of security, everyone else was having breakfast. After being bombarded by the Japanese artillery, the front positions did not know whether the security forces were enough. I don't know if the Japanese army will take this opportunity to rush over.

"The devil's devils are really cunning." Leng Feng, who was at the camp headquarters a few hundred meters behind, was alerted by the explosion. He rushed out of the bunker with a telescope and lay down on the trench, watching his front-line position shrouded in gunpowder smoke. He couldn't help but punch the dirt hard.

At this time, Leng Feng was in a state of shock and anger.

The military order from the regiment headquarters was to launch a general offensive at 6:20. At that time, the artillery battalion would first attack the Japanese artillery, and then the infantry would launch an attack. Therefore, Leng Feng notified the officers and soldiers at 5:30 to wake up and have breakfast. Only by filling their stomachs could they Wouldn't it be better to kill the Japanese?

Unexpectedly, the Japanese took the lead in launching an artillery attack at 5:45.

No, more precisely, a counterattack.

Because, the roaring sound of artillery was also mixed with the roar of heavy machine guns.

This shows that the Japanese infantry started an infantry attack despite artillery fire.

The most advanced positions of his three battalions are only 70 meters away from the Japanese positions, and their strength is only three infantry platoons. Can they stop such a crazy Japanese army?

The Japanese army used a lot of artillery this time. The trenches of the third battalion were 1,800 meters long, almost forming a semi-arc that surrounded the Japanese positions. However, the artillery fire actually enveloped most of the forward positions.

Tang Dao, who was further away, looked at the smoke rising in the distance and frowned fiercely.

He did not underestimate Yamashita, the future 'Malay Tiger', but Yamashita who was forced into a desperate situation was actually better than the 'Malay Tiger' who once traveled hundreds of kilometers alone in time and space to defeat the allied forces of the two French empires where the sun never sets. Still scary.

Yamashita's move almost predicted your prediction. I knew you were going to attack, so I attacked before you and hit the unprepared Third Battalion's weak spot hard with one punch.

"Your Excellency, the brigade commander, is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is indeed an outstanding figure who may be promoted to the chief of staff of the front army." Lieutenant Colonel Ito Yota, the supreme commander of the rear wing of the 2nd Mixed Brigade, who was watching the battle with a telescope from a distance, showed a smile on his face and said that he had made this move. The immediate boss who made the decision was generous with his compliments.

"The Chinese were uncharacteristic of themselves yesterday and last night. They did not use any strange moves or tricks. This shows that they are confident. There is an 80% chance that they will launch a general attack on our department early tomorrow morning. Our department must not sit still and wait for death, no matter what. No matter how great the battle damage is, we must organize a counterattack. While it is still in the preparation period, attack its front-line prominent positions and destroy them. That is the last hope of our department. Mr. Yin Teng, the fate of thousands of officers and soldiers of the brigade, It's all in your hands.”

Yamashita said this when he said goodbye to Yota Ito who arrived at the brigade headquarters in Changle Village at 1 a.m.

Even Tang Dao will definitely applaud when he hears these words, and he will look at his opponent with admiration.

Yamashita was really a ruthless person, and Tang Tuanzuo, who rarely made miscalculations, suffered a huge loss as his predictions were predicted.

But, will the counterattack organized by Yamashita really attack the forward position as he imagined? not necessarily.

Tang Dao did not underestimate his opponent, but he was still tricked by his opponent. Yamashita also did not underestimate his opponent, but he still underestimated the strength of the Four Elements Group.

The commanders on both sides made a big mistake this morning.

ps: I had something to do today and I came back late, so the update is a little later than usual. Sorry!

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