Rise from eight hundred.

In the early summer morning, although it was only half past five, the sky was still bright and the temperature rose to 20 degrees.

As a new cooking soldier, Boss Cao, who fled from Licheng and joined the Four Elements Regiment to protect his family's livelihood, was the first time he had experienced such a big battlefield.

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, the villagers are generally illiterate, so they have to buy a catty of meat to find the village gentleman to name their baby, and his parents still owe money to the midwife to give birth to his baby, so naturally they can't buy it. Meat got its name, but Cao Da and Cao Er obviously didn't fit the aesthetics of his father who was anxious to scratch his head. As the saying goes, there is no way out, and there is another village. in front of dad.

Therefore, seeing that mountains are mountains and water is water, his father gave him the name Boss Cao very conscientiously.

Although Boss Cao has not had a good day in the next 38 years, and because of the hardships of life, he looks as old as 35 at the age of 40, which is really old, but Boss Cao is still very grateful to his father.

At least, if it wasn't named Cao Laomen, it would be really boring.

When Boss Cao signed up to join the army, he was asked about his motivation for joining the army. He had three children waiting to be fed and a sick wife. The middle-aged man was honest and wanted to earn the decent military salary that the Four Elements Group advertised to support his family.

This kind of wish couldn't be more simple. The recruiting platoon leader who knew the situation in his home was still a little hesitant, but in a hurry, Boss Cao picked up the stone mortar used for pounding rice in the mountains. He was lifted above his head by this middle-aged man who was anxious to find a way out for his wife and children.

Among other things, this body is worthy of the name of the boss!

Boss Cao successfully joined the Four Elements Regiment, and he also worked hard during the recruit training in January. Both shooting and endurance were at least above average.

It’s just that after going through a month of ideological classes for recruits, and there were several times when Director Ye Chenghuan came to preach in person, but when the company commander who came to recruit recruits from the logistics company asked him why he wanted to be a soldier, Boss Cao was still the same. The sentence wants to earn military pay.

I am afraid that this guy is not very good at turning his head. This is basically the unanimous opinion of several recruiting company commanders, and the 35-year-old and 45-year-old commanders have no advantage over those young guys in their 20s.

So, Boss Cao, who had some strength and performed well in recruit training, went to the first-line infantry battalion like the third battalion, but instead of being assigned to the first-line company, he went to the cooking squad of the battalion headquarters and became a cooking soldier.

No, the officers and soldiers of the whole battalion in the front position were required to start at 6 o'clock, but the [-]-odd people in the cooking squad started to get busy at [-] o'clock in the morning.

The breakfast of more than 1000 people in the whole camp has to fall on the heads of more than [-] of them. The buns don't need to be very beautiful, but the meat inside must be enough, and each person must have a mouthful of hot broth to drink.

Although he didn't know the decision of the officers, Boss Cao knew from the sumptuous meal this morning that this morning was probably going to be a big battle, unlike yesterday and the day before yesterday, when the artillery from both sides were mainly bombarded.

You want to ask Boss Cao, who has never experienced such a big battle, if he is in a panic?That's for sure, the infantry didn't fight much yesterday, because the artillery shells on both sides were like rain, and the third battalion sacrificed more than 20 people, and two or three of them belonged to the recruit company next door to Boss Cao during the recruit training.

Although I am not very familiar with it, I can see the face that was still youthful yesterday, and today it is lying in front of my eyes bloody and bloody. Even the battalion commanders and company commanders standing in front of them took off their hats and saluted, but the thought of them Boss Cao felt extremely sad when the family members hoped that their son would not come back.

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

It's just that if you take other people's money, you have to do something, even if it is fatal, Boss Cao, who has not read much, has always been influenced by the Confucian culture of the Chinese nation.

Therefore, Boss Cao brought a full load of meat buns weighing 100 catties to the position of the seventh company and row.

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

"Dawn! Respond to the password!" Just as Boss Cao entered the corner of a trench carrying a burden, a cold voice sounded.

"Kill Little Japan!" Boss Cao instinctively said the password given by the squad leader before leaving with his own understanding.

The cold muzzle protruded from the corner without hesitation.

"No, no, it's Mie Ri!" Boss Cao almost peed out of fear.

"Uncle, answering the password is not a joke. If we were the squad leader, you would have no chance to correct it." A young corporal walked out from the corner of the trench and criticized Boss Cao with a cold expression.

"No, big brother, I'm new here, and I talk when I'm nervous." Boss Cao quickly explained, with a grievance still on his face: "Also, I'm only 35, so I can't bear the title uncle."

Because of his old face, there are not a few people who call him Uncle Cao, but Boss Cao still insists that he is only ten years older than the boys, but he has not reached the level of being promoted to a generation. Only 14 isn't it?

"Yo, uncle, you are really old. You look about the same age as my father. Why, is this the battalion department bringing us breakfast? What are you having this morning?" I don't know if I was teased by Boss Cao's grievance. After sleeping, still attracted by the fragrant smell of the steamed buns in the bamboo basket, the young soldier sniffed and smiled.

As soon as he heard the soldiers asking what to eat, Boss Cao became embarrassing, and he didn't correct the young soldier's mistake of insisting on calling him uncle. His face showed color: "Today! According to the order of the commander, the pork buns prepared for the big guys, Not to mention the amount of meat, it’s all filled with fatty meat stuffing, if you bite into it, your mouth will be full of oil.”

"Really! That's thanks to the brothers in the cooking class." The young soldier showed surprise on his face, put his submachine gun back, and stretched out his hand to take the burden. "Come on, uncle, I'll help you, ouch, uncle, you are strong enough!"

It is estimated that the young soldiers did not expect that there would be so many meat buns in these two boxes. When they raised their hands, they did not pick them up.

"Hey, big brother has nothing else to do, just push your strength. The other platoons need at least two or three people, and I'm enough for our platoon." Boss Cao couldn't help feeling proud again. "Just wait, I'll go to the company department and pick up the broth."

When Boss Cao came over with two big buckets of broth dripping with sweat, the soldiers who had been sleeping in the trenches had already woken up, with two big buns in their hands, and their mouths were dripping with oil.

The young soldier who was in charge of guarding saw Boss Cao from a distance, but this time he was no longer as cold as before, but greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Cao, I dare say that you are still a celebrity in the recruit company! I heard that you have a record of throwing bombs from a standing posture of 70 meters, which is better than me, a two-year soldier! Why did you go to the cooking class? How about it, dare you today? Dare to show your brothers a hand?"

It turned out that the young soldier who took over the burden of Boss Cao felt terrible. It weighed hundreds of catties, and he shouldn't be a soldier in the cooking squad with this strength!So, this corporal from the Northeast Army went to ask the new recruits who came in from the platoon. Only after this question did he know that the old Boss Cao is considered a celebrity in the size of the recruit company. Records of bombing.

Actually! The distance of 60 meters is not an exaggeration among the veterans of the Four Elements Regiment. The group of cattle in the reconnaissance company even had a record of throwing bombs 80 meters from a standing position. They estimate that he can wield a large sword of more than ten catties, considering Mingxin's arm strength and wrist strength, as well as the master's control over the muscles of the whole body, throwing 90 meters or even 100 meters up is not a problem at all.

The current Four Elements Regiment has Uncle Han and Ming Xin, two masters of national art. Let’s not talk about Ming Xin, that is a ruthless man who killed nearly 30 Japanese infantry alone. Old Uncle Han has never fought on the battlefield, but In the squad leader-level military training classes of each battalion, he, the director of the military training department, had shown his hands in front of these elite soldiers a few times.

An ordinary rifle, even for an elite fighter, can pierce through an eight-centimeter-thick plank at most with a full stab, but under the hands of a master of martial arts like Old Han, I haven't seen how he moves. The sharp bayonet pierced through three boards with a thickness of eight centimeters. With this force, if it were a human body, the barrel of the gun would have pierced the chest cavity!
And I heard that Tang Tuanzuo has an actual combat example of holding a rifle as a mace in the battlefield and shooting the Japanese army into a stump.

Therefore, the officers and soldiers of the Four Elements Regiment who have seen the powerful martial arts are more or less psychologically prepared for the actions of the 'perverted' level masters.

But a new recruit, 'Old Uncle', was able to throw such a good result of 70 meters, which somewhat surprised the young corporal, and he did not doubt the authenticity of this at all. As long as the burden is still steady, you can know that his strength is really greater than most ordinary people.

As for why such a talent fell into the cooking class, the recruits also told the young corporal who was already the deputy squad leader of Boss Cao's stubborn thinking that he was a "wage earner" who came for the army's salary.

Although the current 3rd Battalion has been filled with 90.00% of its soldiers, due to the limited number of recruits, there is still a [-]% gap in the reorganization plan announced by Tang Tuanzuo, just like the infantry squad where the young corporal is still missing one person.

Naturally, the young corporal fell in love with this old man, even if his ideological consciousness is a little weaker, let's be the head of the ammunition hand!Depending on his physical strength, he can carry at least 30 kilograms of heavy materials on the march in wartime, so he can carry hundreds of bullets and more than 10 grenades for the entire infantry squad.

Moreover, for a young corporal, a backbone soldier at the lowest level, poor ideological awareness is nothing, as long as he has fought a few battles and experienced bloody battlefields, a handful of blood from a brother sleeping in a Chase 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 devil who killed his brother.

This kind of thing is very clear to the young corporal who has experienced the battle between Songjiang and Guangde. Before the battle of Songjiang, he was only a second-class soldier.

It wasn't courage that made him a sergeant, it was wave after wave of veterans who fell before him, and he just kept going in the direction in which they fell.

Faced with the kindness of the young corporal, Boss Cao smiled embarrassedly, "That was just a training bomb, and it was also a training ground without bullets. Company Commander Zheng said, don't look at the training ground where you can throw 70 meters. When you get to the real battlefield , I can throw more than 40 meters is not bad.

By the way, hurry up and let the brothers drink the broth!This is authentic mutton soup. The battalion commander bought it from a fellow villager in the mountains two days ago. I carried it alone and walked for dozens of miles! "

"Brother Cao, you are really." The young corporal saw Boss Cao like this, and knew that he didn't have much intention of joining the front-line infantry platoon.

This is the same as what the recruits say about Lao Cao, he can do anything, but this person is very stubborn. After being educated by instructors at all levels, others are screaming to defend their hometown and the nation. This big brother is good, just Simply working to earn money to support the family.

As soon as the words fell, a sharp neighing came from the sky.

"No, the Japanese fired!" The young corporal's face changed, and he turned his head and shouted into the trench. "Go into the artillery hole as close as possible, if it's too late, let me hide!"

After yelling, he pulled Boss Cao's arm and fell towards a corner of the trench.

"No, broth, where is the broth still!" Boss Cao struggled instinctively.

The broth was made from the mutton of a whole sheep, and the fat sheep that weighed 60 catties was killed, but he carried it out from the mountains alone and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads!
It’s okay to be a little bit tired, after all, the group sends him ten dollars a month!You can't waste food, can you?If he had this bit of mutton at home, maybe his poor mother would not hang herself on a tree in the back mountain in the middle of the night because she wanted to save food for the three children.

Thinking of this, Boss Cao is so heartbroken!It hurts like cracking.

Boss Cao had great strength, and in a panic, he threw the young corporal away, bowed his waist and strode towards the dropped soup bucket.

"You are too good to die!" The young corporal who was thrown off 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 is that sound?Taking Boss Cao’s own feelings as an example, at that moment, it seemed that Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain, and the sky fell apart!Then, there was no more sound.

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

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

"Curl up and try not to let your chest touch the ground." The young corporal leaned close to Boss Cao's ear, who could barely hear anything, and shouted with all his strength, took off the helmet on his head and put it on Boss Cao's ear. on the head.

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

Boss Cao, who held his head in his hands, really wanted to ask this young corporal who was at least one round younger than him, shouldn't he hide at this time?What are you going to do again?
The timing of the Japanese firing was too poisonous.

At this time, it was the time for breakfast in the front positions. Except for a few soldiers in charge of security, everyone else was eating breakfast. After being bombarded by the Japanese artillery, it was unclear whether there were enough security troops in the front position. I don't even know if the Japanese army will take this opportunity to rush over.

"You devil is really cunning." Leng Feng, who was at the battalion headquarters hundreds of meters behind, was alarmed by the explosion. In the process, he couldn't help punching the dirt hard.

The cold front at this time can be described as frightened and angry.

The military order of the regiment headquarters is to launch a general attack at 6:20. At that time, the artillery battalion will attack the Japanese artillery first, and then the infantry will launch an attack. Therefore, Leng Feng informed the officers and soldiers under his command to have breakfast at 5:[-]. It's better to kill devils, isn't it?

Unexpectedly, the Japanese took the lead in launching the shelling at 5:45.

No, more precisely, counterattack.

Because the roar of heavy machine guns was mixed with the roar of artillery.

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

And the most protruding positions of his third battalion were only 70 meters away from the Japanese positions, and their strength was only 3 infantry platoons. Could they hold off such a crazy Japanese army?
The Japanese army used a lot of artillery this time. The trenches of the third battalion were 1800 meters long, almost presenting a half-arc that surrounded the Japanese army's position, but the artillery fire actually enveloped most of the forward positions.

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

He did not underestimate the future "Malay Tiger" of Yamashita, but the Yamashita who was driven into a desperate situation was even better than the "Malay Tiger" who traveled hundreds of kilometers alone in time and space to defeat the coalition forces of the two French empires where the sun never sets Also terrible.

Yamashita's move almost predicted your prediction. I knew you were going to attack, so I launched the attack before you, and punched the unprepared Third Battalion hard.

"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, really lives up to his reputation. He is indeed an outstanding figure who may be promoted to the Chief of Staff of the Front Army." The supreme commander of the rear wing of the Second Mixed Brigade, who was watching the battle with a telescope from a distance, smiled on his face. The boss who made the decision was full of praise.

"The Chinese were uncharacteristically yesterday and last night. They didn't use strange moves or strange moves. That means they are confident. There is an 80.00% possibility that they will launch a general attack on our troops tomorrow morning. Our troops must not sit still, no matter how much the battle damage is. , must organize a counterattack. When it is still in the preparation period, break into its prominent positions and destroy them. That is the last hope of our department. Yin Tengjun, the fate of thousands of officers and soldiers of the brigade depends entirely on you hand."

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

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

Shan Xiaxia is really a ruthless person, so that Tang Tuanzuo, who rarely miscalculates, was prejudged by others, and suffered a dull loss.

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

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

The commanders of both sides made a small mistake this morning.

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ps: I came back late today because of something, so the update is a little later than usual, sorry!