Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 633

Chapter 633 The winter sun sets in the west

Another fierce battle!

This is not a plain, but a mountainous area. The noble Japanese cavalry is a trump card, but not everyone can waste it wantonly. The potholes in the mountainous area can easily break a horse's legs.

Therefore, under the pressure of the cavalry's sharp sabers, the Japanese infantry could only try again.

However, the Japanese infantry who broke into the position retreated in embarrassment again in the light and shadow of the Japanese cavalry's sharp sabers 200 meters away.

More than half of the hundreds of people who rushed into the position were once again killed by the fearless counterattack of the Chinese soldiers on the position.

In front of a group of Japanese cavalry, Cai Yongguan killed three people with one sword each.

Still fierce and majestic!

However, in the eyes of Major Morita, who was two hundred meters away, he was already at the end of his strength.

Yes, compared to Cai Yongguan, who was already considered a master of swordsmanship and could kill ten people in a row at his peak, the infantry company commander who killed these three infantrymen and left four **** wounds on his body was already exhausted.

His position is actually the same. . .

There were more than a hundred corpses of Japanese infantry on the position, but the 112 people who had been counted previously were now less than ten.

The courage to fear death allowed these short Sichuan soldiers to give full play to their combat potential, but this could not overcome the gap in stabbing skills and troop strength. In two sword-to-knife hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese army, they could fight more than 1 A battle loss ratio of 1 to 1 is already the maximum energy that all Chinese soldiers can exert.

Cai Yongguan glanced at the Japanese cavalry raising their sabers in the distance and the remnants of the Japanese infantry regrouping, his eyes showing desolation.

He knew that for himself and his men, the decisive battle had long been over, but the Japanese army still had strength left.

The final all-out attack is coming.

The screams above the head suddenly sounded.

Hundreds of meters away on the mountain road, gunpowder smoke billowed.

This is when the Japanese army began to shell all passable roads behind the highlands to prevent reinforcements from arriving.

At least for half an hour, no one will arrive here except the Japanese.

The defense battle on Highland No. 3 has failed!

However, there are still people there. Looking around, Cai Yongguan's eyes are a little sad but finally return to coldness!

The trenches have long been completely destroyed by the bombardment of thousands of artillery shells and heavy aircraft bombs, leaving only craters on the position.

Jumped into a large crater that was obviously left by a heavy aerial bomb. There were several wounded soldiers in the crater. When they saw Cai Yongguan jumping down, they quickly came over.

“Company Commander, are your injuries okay?”

“No one can die!” Cai Yongguan waved his hand, panted for a while, then groped in his chest pocket and took out half a pack of cigarettes.

Tang Dao specially gave it to him and Wei Dong before going to the Highlands. Being a heavy smoker, he kept using Wei Dong's and even now he still keeps half a packet.

Hands out the smoke to several wounded soldiers in the crater without hesitation.

He lit the cigarette casually on the burning wood nearby, took a long puff and said leisurely: "Brothers, I'm sorry, I didn't give you anything good before I set off on the road. I can only give it to one of you." Got a cigarette."

"Haha, sir, it would be nice to have a cigarette before we hit the road. It's better than all of us turning to ashes. It would be better for our living brothers to light a cigarette in front of our tombstones! How anxious are you if you can only watch but not smoke? Now? At least I can smoke it." A wounded soldier flaunted the cigarette in his hand and laughed.

This soldier belongs to the infantry company of Wei Donglai. He has always called Wei Donglai the company commander and Cai Yongguan the company commander Cai to show the difference.

But at this moment, the two infantry companies who could still breathe on the battlefield only had about ten big cats and kittens, which was not even enough for an infantry squad. Calling Captain Cai is quite awkward, but calling him "sir" directly is much closer.

This way we can walk hand in hand on the road to **** together!

"Okay, as long as the brothers don't complain about me and Captain Wei, it will be fine. I want to ask, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? If not, we have to get on the road. The little devil's cavalry will be coming up soon." Cai Yongguan He looked around and his eyes passed over the faces of the wounded soldiers around him.

"Sir, in today's battle, I killed Te Liang's five turtle sons. It will be recorded in the merit book! According to what Chief Tang said before the battle, I killed a Japanese devil or a Japanese devil for five oceans. In this way, I I can live with twenty-five yuan more!" A soldier took a puff of his cigarette and asked with hope in his eyes.

“Don't worry, I've asked Tudou to hide the credit book. Chief Tang will see it. Your mother will definitely not be short of money.” Cai Yongguan nodded and replied with certainty.

“Sir, the little devil is coming.” A soldier said with his head in the air.

"Come on, okay! Brothers, come on, let's hit the road together." Cai Yongguan dropped the cigarette **** in his hand, first blew the trumpet hanging on his chest, then stood up, and knocked down one of the people rushing in front with one shot. Japanese infantry only twenty meters away from them.

“Haha, come on, little devil, grandpa has so many of you to support him before he dies, that's enough.” The wounded soldiers relied on this huge crater and fired their last few bullets.

"Yo Xi, there are still alive!" Major Morita, who saw several soldiers spinning and falling in front of him, was not angry but overjoyed. He ordered loudly: "Don't throw grenades at them, I want the Chinese alive." .I want them to kneel at my feet and chop off their heads one by one."

At the same time, Tudou in the reverse **** tunnel burst into tears when he heard the trumpet sound mixed with the gunshots.

He knew that he had to carry out military orders.

It's just that this time the soldiers carried out the military order to send their brothers on the road.

As the only soldier who could report the battle situation to the rear in the tunnel, Tudou was drawn by lot before the second hand-to-hand battle.

The one he held in his hand was the longest branch. That was naturally not because he was lucky, but because those soldiers who were much older than him quietly pinched the branches they were holding in their hands.

This brief drawing of lots determined life and death, but when the eyes of the Sichuan soldiers who were already red-eyed met, the answers were almost unanimous.

Leave the hope of life to the youngest boy.

After all, his life was only sixteen years, too short!

It's just that Tudou won't know all this, and maybe he won't understand it until he experiences it again many years later.

The result of the draw has already been determined, it was just the last comfort given to him by Big Brother.

When he grows up to that age, he will make the same decision.

This feeling can only be remembered as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time!

Dial the phone and Tudou, holding the phone in his hand, wails heartbreakingly:

“Captain Cai of Highland No. 3 requested: fire at the top of Highland No. 3!”

Repeat over and over again.

“Request, fire! Fire! Fire!”

The headquarters was filled with the cries of young soldiers.

“Fire the guns, you **** **** should fire the guns!” The tearful young soldier couldn't hear the explosion above his head and suddenly cursed.

If the artillery is not fired, the Japanese will come up, and the remaining brothers will be stabbed in the chest by the Japanese bayonets.

They can die, but they cannot just die under the Japanese bayonets. This is what Cai Yongguan told him before he left.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Lei Xiong, who was ashen-faced on Highland No. 1, pulled out his pistol and shot into the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Leng Feng fired into the sky.

They were close to Highland No. 3 and had a clear view of the situation on the high ground.

Highland No. 3 is about to fall, but the resistance has not stopped.

They must see off their brothers in a way unique to soldiers.

Several hundred meters away, three red flares shot up into the sky. This was the headquarters issuing a military order to the artillery company.

"Received! All the officers and soldiers of the Independence Battalion and the Shameless Regiment send military salutes to all the comrades on Highland 3! You are truly great!" Tang Dao's slightly trembling voice rang on the phone.

“Everyone, stand at attention! Salute!”

When Tudou finally received a reply, he squatted in the trench with his face covered and cried loudly. His big tears splashed on the ground along his rough fingers, and his voice was like a wolf howling.

He knew that his brothers were going to die, and all of them were going to die, after he issued Cai Yongguan's military order. He wanted to be with his brothers, but he couldn't. He had more important tasks.

Cai Yongguan ordered him to take away company commander Wei Donglai.

Two infantry companies have been completely exhausted here. To rebuild these two infantry companies, it will take more than a 16-year-old young soldier like him. Wei Donglai, who was seriously injured and unconscious, can take on this important task.

Of course, Cai Yongguan also hoped that the boy Tudou could survive, which was one of the reasons why he issued this military order.

“Give the artillery company the order to fire!” Tang Dao put down the phone somewhat numbly, stared into the distance almost ferociously, and yelled crazily. "Order Pang Dahai to use all his artillery to hit me. If you can't hit the top of the mountain, then hit me wherever the Japanese may be. The Japanese artillery fire will not stop, and all the artillery must not stop, even if it kills a Japanese, I can also have one more brother buried with me!”

This should be an extremely rare and irrational order given by Tang Dao in his life. The two Type 41 mountain guns captured from the Japanese army only had a total of 100 rounds, but this time, they actually fired 80 rounds. Just for the sake of There may be one or a few more Japanese soldiers buried with all the Chinese soldiers who died on Highland 3.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Two Type 41 mountain guns roared, and ten mortars fired at full speed.

The two mortars on Highland 1 and the two mortars on Highland 2 all turned their muzzles.

A total of 16 artillery pieces opened fire at full speed.

The Chinese artillerymen showed the Japanese invaders that the Chinese were not weaklings. They also had artillery. Even if they went crazy, they could plow the small highland from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain several times.

Looking at the slowly advancing Japanese infantry and cavalry, and listening to the screams coming from far and near, Cai Yongguan smiled on his face. All the Japanese troops on the top of the mountain, whether infantry or cavalry, were finished.

Although winter has set in the west, the fireworks in the sky are so gorgeous!

PS: Yesterday, more than a dozen relatives came to my hometown. Fengyue wanted to invite them to dinner and accompany them to visit Xiangyang, so she was busy from morning to night. She even forgot to ask for leave. Sorry! Updates resume today!

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