Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 453

Chapter 453 The Devil's Respect

The battle was suspended for 10 minutes.

The battle on the other side of the hillside also pressed the pause button because of the huge explosion that resounded throughout the wilderness.

The violent air waves even rushed to more than 100 meters away, rolling several Japanese infantrymen who were caught off guard down the hillside.

Nearly 400 Japanese soldiers in two infantry squadrons launched a desperate attack under strict military orders. The result was two-thirds of the battle losses. One of the infantry squadrons had only more than 20 soldiers left, completely losing its combat capability.

This news reached the ears of Kanda Masane, who was in the rear provisional headquarters, and almost made the already harried frontline commander of the 36th Infantry Brigade so angry that he burst into tears.

He can understand that the Chinese refuse to retreat. That is because they have no way to retreat. If they retreat, they will die!

But why were these idiots from the 47th Infantry Regiment so stupid? With the help of two infantry squads and all the artillery in the brigade, it took half an hour to achieve such a result.

Are they pigs?

“Order, send the last two infantry squadrons of the 6th Infantry Group over. Since 500 people are not enough, add 500 more people.” The Japanese Army Colonel, who was stunned for a full minute, gave the cold command. "In addition, inform the army captain who suffered the most casualties in the battle that he will serve as the forward commander in the next battle. Tell him that after he dies in the battle, I will report his bravery to the brigade commander and even to the commander. !”

As the Japanese army regrouped and mobilized, Japanese artillery once again covered the entire "Guling".

At this moment, even Tang Dao, who had expected that the battle would be extremely brutal, had no idea that in this silent battle on a small hill in southeastern China, the ratio of forces between China and Japan would reach an unprecedented 1:6. .

And it happened with the help of the Japanese army's use of more than 20 artillery pieces.

If they were not defeated, all Chinese soldiers would be possessed by the God of War.

Yes, even if a **** comes down to earth, he will be wiped out by the shrapnel that the Japanese army frantically threw nearly a thousand artillery shells!

What's more, Chinese officers and soldiers are mortal bodies.

after an hour!

The hills of 'Guling' are full of active earth-yellow shadows.

However, they still did not stand on the top of the hill waving their swords, guns and their military flags and shouting victory as the Japanese commander imagined.

Because, they have not yet won victory, even though they invested a terrible total of one thousand troops, 20 artillery pieces, 15 heavy machine guns and nearly 30 grenade launchers.

The Chinese have used facts to explain what it means to be "a copper pea that cannot be steamed, boiled, or cooked, beaten, broken, or fried." They still occupy a small position on the top of the hill.

It was a position with an area that would never exceed 300 square meters. From time to time, there were gunshots from Type 38 rifles. Although the shooting was not accurate, the Japanese infantry who were sure that they could win the final victory did not want to die at dawn. In the darkness before.

For a time, no one dared to go up.

They can also retreat a hundred meters and notify the rear mountain artillery to continue bombarding the position.

Unfortunately, at this point in the battle, the 36th Infantry Brigade was also exhausted. The artillery reserve that could have been used to support a two-day battle was consumed by 80% in just one and a half hours.

And the artillery battalion of the division's artillery wing, which was supposed to arrive on the battlefield an hour ago, actually got its wheels stuck in the mud because of a misreading of the map. It is still struggling with the mud six kilometers away.

To put it bluntly, the 36th Infantry Brigade was like a strong man who had run out of strength. As a result, although the Japanese infantry on Guling already knew that their opponents were extremely weak, they were incapable or even lacked the courage to launch the final blow.

Of course, this is also the psychological change brought about by easy victory. No one wants to be threatened with death when they can taste the sweet fruit.

There is enough death, so much that it makes people numb and even frightened.

The number of Japanese infantrymen still active on the hills will never exceed 450, which almost means that more than 600 Japanese infantrymen fell on this **** position.

There are actually only two people on the 300 square meter position.

One is Major Scar, and the other is the young soldier who stabbed Lieutenant Katori Asuka to death with a knife.

The rest were either lying on the position below or on the edge of this small position.

The first company of the 108th Division Guard Battalion is gone.

Together with the captain and company commander, there are only 150 people in the company, leaving only one private and the top officer of the guard battalion.

The four machine guns and four heavy machine guns, as well as the people who operated the equipment, were also gone.

The ring fortifications built with huge manpower and material resources failed to stop the horror of probability. The intensive bombardment of thousands of artillery shells, even if one percent hit them, would result in destruction and death.

The ammunition carriers or auxiliary shooters who were still alive after losing their equipment were also replenished into the trenches, and then died together with the infantry of the guard battalion.

This is still not enough. The Japanese troops besieging them from three sides are constantly attacking the position like a tide. After one wave is killed, another wave comes up. The Chinese defenders, whose strength is constantly being consumed, cannot maintain the position on three sides at all.

The explosives buried in the ground on the other two positions have been detonated, but they only blocked the Japanese troops for a few minutes.

As long as one side is broken through, it will be a disaster for the positions on the other two sides, and they will not even have a chance to retreat to the top of the hill. If Major Scar hadn't gone all out and fired 6 crimson flares to notify the fire support company on the other side of the trench.

With tears in his eyes, Fatty Dahai of the fire support company gritted his teeth and ordered his last four mortars to shoot at the 'Guling' and fired the last 30 shells in one go, blasting the Japanese and Chinese soldiers who had rushed into the position into the night sky. With the fireworks in the air, the "Guling" position will never have the last stubbornness of the Chinese soldiers.

30 rounds of artillery shells that damaged both sides buried at least more than 100 Japanese troops and more than 20 Chinese soldiers. The Japanese troops retreated tens of meters, which also gave the Chinese soldiers on three sides a chance to finally retreat.

Finally, retreat to the top of the hill.

There is no so-called position there, there are only shell craters left by mountain artillery shells. There are no more than ten people re-establishing positions in the shell craters.

Ten people, all the bullets assigned to them had been empty before going to the battlefield. They had no rifles or submachine guns. The only thing they had was the 38-meter rifle picked up from the position.

Scattered exchanges of fire killed and wounded the ten soldiers who were already injured one by one, leaving only two.

"What's your name?" Major Scar asked himself, the last soldier, half-lying in the shell crater tiredly as one of his arms was gone.

"Report to the battalion commander, my name is Dahe, Cheng Dahe!" The young soldier looked at the battalion commander, a major who was already weak in breath, and pursed his lips and said.

"Become a big river, what a name! Your father is a man with ideals." Major Scar asked with a grin. "Dahe, we are going to be finished, are you afraid?"

“Afraid!” The young soldier thought carefully and answered honestly.

“Haha, you're right! I'm not afraid of death.” Major Scar suddenly laughed loudly. "I'm also very scared! Especially when I know I'm going to die soon."

“Go and drag over those brothers who are still breathing.” Major Scar ordered.

Cheng Dahe nodded, he knew what the officer wanted to do.

Major Scar wants to take away the last grenade he has.

Cannot die under the bayonet of the Japanese army. This should be the commander's last wish.

Throwing away the rifle that had no bullets in his hand with some sadness, the young soldier groped in the dark and dragged the last three seriously wounded people who were still breathing slightly from the other two craters.

Looking at the officer with only one arm, he reluctantly stroked the young face of his comrade who was barely breathing, and murmured to himself: "Brothers, I'm sorry, I can't save you. In order to prevent you from being tortured by the devils, I can only bring you with me." You guys go on the road together, don't blame me!”

The young soldier couldn't bear to look, lowered his head and turned slightly sideways.

Sound!

　　But he suffered a heavy blow on the back of his head and turned his head in disbelief. The last thing left in the soldier's field of vision was Major Scar retracting his only hand.

In the darkness, he couldn't see his commander's eyes clearly, and he didn't have time to think about why he did what he did. Severe dizziness hit him, and the soldier who survived the battle fell to the ground without a word.

Three minutes after the gunfire stopped.

The Japanese troops finally surrounded us.

A major sitting in the shell crater, holding three wounded soldiers who were almost motionless, stared at the surrounding Japanese troops.

“Kill him!” the Japanese commander gritted his teeth.

Obviously, the Japanese soldiers who also had red eyes did not intend to capture anyone alive.

The only way to respond to death is death.

A group of Japanese soldiers had just raised their guns.

Blue smoke rose from the major's arms.

He did not shout slogans or curse. The Chinese soldier who had lost his arm just sat quietly hugging his own soldier.

His soldiers have completed their mission, and now, as a commander, he is also fulfilling his promise to them: "I will always be with you!"

Although there were many delays, this promise was fulfilled.

All Japanese troops retreated.

He looked at the Chinese officer who had closed his eyes solemnly.

“Boom!” There was a sound, and a rain of blood splashed.

There was no smile of victory on the faces of the Japanese infantry. They occupied the position but failed to defeat the army.

Many people lowered their heads slightly to show respect for the fighting method chosen by the last Chinese soldier on the ground.

He used his own flesh and blood to shoot out at his enemies!

(End of this chapter)

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