Chapter 438: War Changes Destiny
On the cool autumn night in the south of the Yangtze River, apart from the sound of footsteps, only the sound of heavy breathing filled the dark night.
Only the distant sky flashed a faint red light and a faint muffled sound from time to time, reminding a group of Japanese soldiers who were running rhythmically in the wilderness that this night was not the tranquility they were experiencing now.
The battlefield a few kilometers away from them was definitely fierce.
“Everyone, speed up!” A strong Japanese soldier at the front of the entire queue looked up at the horizon, breathed a sigh of relief, and tried his best to calm down the burning in his lungs caused by running long distances, and ordered loudly.
Aso Xiaoshu is the second lieutenant and captain of the 1st Infantry Squadron of the 2nd Squadron of the 8th Infantry Brigade of the 45th Infantry Regiment of the 36th Infantry Brigade.
As a young man from a poor peasant family, he never went to a military academy and had little education. However, he was able to reach the position of second lieutenant in the Japanese Army with many strong men. Aso Xiaoshu relied on the perseverance and bravery unique to peasant youths. The fearless spirit was at the forefront in the wars organized by the empire against China again and again.
Six years ago during the September 18th Incident, Aso Xiaoshu, who was still a first-class soldier, followed his sergeant into the Peking Camp and used precise shooting skills to kill three Northeastern Army soldiers who dared to resist, including a captain and company commander. Facing the few Northeast Army soldiers who rushed towards them desperately, he bravely stabbed two of them to death with his bayonet.
Judging from his young face, one of them must be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. It seems that he had no choice but to fight to the death after being surrounded. When Aso Xiaoshu's bayonet penetrated his chest, he ignored the sharpness of the blade and held it tightly with both hands. Blade, with a pleading look on his face.
Although he didn't know what the young Northeast Army soldier was shouting, Aso Xiaoshu knew that he probably wanted to live and was begging himself to let him go.
Although the sharp bayonet pierced his lungs, it was not fatal to his left chest. If the bayonet was pulled out at this time and he used a hemostatic bag to stop the bleeding and performed surgery in time, the young Northeastern Army soldier who had not yet enjoyed his life would have survived. The probability is more than ten percent.
At that moment, Aso Xiaoshu must have felt compassion, but soon he realized, "They are the enemies of the empire and a stumbling block to the empire's expansion!" ' The voice occupied Aso Xiaoshu's mind.
Twisting the rifle hard, the bayonet blade scraped in the chest of the young Chinese soldier. You could almost hear the tooth-piercing friction between the blade and the bones. The young Chinese soldier's face twitched in pain, and his face was covered with tears and snot. , did not arouse Aso Xiaoshu's pity again, until he gradually returned to peace.
What the young Chinese soldier shouted, Aso Xiaoshu didn't know, but in the last sentence, there was mother! The pronunciation of the word "calling mother" is 80% consistent between Japanese and Chinese.
Later, a colleague helped Aso Xiaoshu translate. What the dead Chinese soldier shouted was: "Oh my god, it hurts!"
As expected, they are a group of cowardly people. As the empire said, they are not worthy of such fertile land. Aso Xiaoshu's eyes gradually became firm.
Aso Xiaoshu, who killed five enemy soldiers by himself, became the next candidate for the sergeant of his team after this battle. He only needs to wait for his boss to be promoted or transferred, and he can become the leader of a small team.
Aso Xiaoshu had never looked forward to war so much.
So, his wish came true soon.
Two years later, the Battle of Rehe and the Great Wall came. Aso Xiaoshu followed the army and chased tens of thousands of Chinese, crossing the ancient Great Wall of China, which the Chinese are most proud of, and approaching the capitals of several previous dynasties in China. .
In this war, candidate sergeant Aso Xiaoshu killed eight Chinese soldiers again. After his own sergeant died on the battlefield, he was directly promoted to the position of sergeant.
It is a pity that the war ended in only three months. The empire seemed satisfied after obtaining the Jehol Province, signed an agreement with the Chinese and withdrew.
If the status quo is maintained, if nothing unexpected happens, Chief Cao will be the peak of Aso Xiaoshu's military career without any background. He will serve for a few more years, receive a retirement pay, go home, inherit the family business, and continue to be an ordinary farmer.
But how can Aso Xiaoshu, who has seen the wonderful world, continue to live like this? He is extremely looking forward to the empire launching another war, a war against China, so that he can have the opportunity to step into the ranks of officers.
Aso Xiaoshu's ambitions are not big. He has never expected to be a high-ranking adjunct officer. He only wants to be a second lieutenant who can make dozens of people obey him or a lieutenant who can make hundreds of people respect him respectfully.
So during the few years in the Northeast, he obeyed his superiors and led his men to fight against the endless stream of rebels. In order to find out the whereabouts of a rebel, he even went on a killing spree in an ordinary small mountain village, stabbing ten people to death with a bayonet in one breath. Several villagers, ranging from old people to young adults to women and even children, finally made the Chinese surrender and handed over the Chinese rebel hiding in the cellar.
It's not that Aso Xiaoshu can't see the hatred that the sad Chinese people are trying to hide under their lowered eyelids, but what's the point? They are just a group of cowardly people. If his boss had not been interested in wasting any more time, he could have killed all the remaining dozens of people in the village.
Relying on ruthless killings, Aso Xiaoshu earned the reputation of "cold-blooded little tree" in the military.
Finally, the empire's war against China broke out again. When the "Strongest Division on the Surface" was replenishing the Kwantung Army, the "cold-blooded little tree" sergeant was transferred to the Sixth Division and promoted to second lieutenant. Aso's ambition has grown again, and he is extremely eager to become his dream lieutenant or captain in this war, so he will move forward bravely in every battle.
This time was no exception. After the brigade commander ordered the entire army to light up and quickly assemble at the position of the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade, he ordered the team members to drop all their baggage and each person only carried 100 rounds of ammunition, two grenades and one A jug of water and extremely light equipment allowed his infantry squad to rush to the forefront of the entire brigade and even the entire regiment.
The infantry team closest to him in the rear is also 150 meters away.
Aso Squadron is the arrowhead of the entire 36th Infantry Brigade. After this battle, my name, Aso Koshu, will definitely reach the ears of the regiment commander. Aso Koshu, who ordered his subordinates to continue to speed up, had this thought at the moment.
Even though there was a small river of unknown depth in front of him, Aso Xiaoshu did not hesitate and jumped into the river first, rushing towards the other bank with thigh-deep water.
The body that keeps running will dissipate enough heat to maintain body temperature. When entering the battle, the adrenaline bursting between life and death will also make people ignore these small colds. Aso Xiaoshu, who has experienced dozens of battles, has enough knowledge for this. Clear perception.
Unfortunately, the ambition of the Japanese army second lieutenant who dreamed of changing his and his family's destiny through war ended here.
He had not completely crossed the river when he heard a roar of "Hit me!"
Chinese, are there any Chinese here? As soon as this thought that made his heart burst into tears flashed through Aso Xiaoshu's mind, gunshots sounded in his ears so densely that it made his whole body tingle.
That was the sound of the shell gun that he was very familiar with.
Not cheap but extremely effective, the German-made repeating firearm is a favorite of the Chinese.
Whether it is in the Northeast, North China or Southeast, this weapon is never missing in all battlefields.
At a distance of 200 meters, Aso Xiaoshu could completely ignore the shell gun that the Chinese loved.
The constantly jumping muzzle and short barrel made them imprecise. Even if he stood there arrogantly, emptying the 20-round magazine in one breath could not do anything to him.
However, the almost blinding firelight in the darkness ahead reminded him that the firing distance would never exceed 40 meters.
The brave and invincible second lieutenant of the Japanese Army is certainly not a fool. He longs to change his destiny in the war, but does not want to lose his life in the war.
With almost no thought, Aso's waist, abdomen and leg muscles instinctively exerted force and he fell forward.
This is the most instinctive reaction of a veteran. No matter whether there is water or something on the ground, even if there is a knife poking underneath, he will not hesitate to pounce on it.
Bullets are the most deadly in war, and artillery shells may not be as deadly.
However, the 'cold-blooded little tree' was still 0.5 seconds late.
The trenches dug by the Chinese soldiers outside the creek are only more than 30 meters away from here.
In order to ensure a one-shot kill, the infantry company commander who led the team waited until Aso's team almost jumped into the river before giving the order to fire.
As for the guard battalion, the equipment rate of shell guns reached an astonishing 50%.
means that this wave of bullets alone, at least hundreds of bullets were poured out.
Dozens of members of Aso's team, including Aso Xiaoshu, worked together to distribute the hundreds of flying warheads.
(End of this chapter)
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