Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1355 Bloody Golden Dragon (Part )

"Abba and Ama: It's true that Ming Jing died in the battle on the high ground of Jinlong Mountain today, but please don't blame my sister and brother-in-law. The Book of Songs that Ming Jing read when he was young said: How can I say that I have no clothes? ?

Now, most of my classmates died in the battle before me, and Ming Jing is unwilling to live, so I ask my parents to forgive me."

When Tantai Mingjing wrote the word "forgiveness", tears could not help but fall on the paper.

The 18-year-old young man knew that his parents would be heartbroken when they saw this letter, but for him at this time, there was no other choice but to die with his comrades.

It’s not that you can’t retreat, it’s that you can’t retreat!

The entire Jinlong Peak was surrounded by Japanese troops. If they left this position, the last four people left on the position would definitely die without a burial place.

After a day of fierce fighting, the Japanese army had left no less than 200 corpses on the position. If it were him, he would never let anyone on the position go. Even if he died, his head would be chopped off and built into a pile. Beijing view.

At this point in the bloody battle, Tantai Mingjing had no idea when reinforcements would arrive from the company or battalion. Although he could tell from the fierce gunshots rang out from several places around him at dusk, it must be someone from the company or battalion. It just should have been blocked by the damn devils.

The Fourth Army Regiment is not yet so luxurious as to equip each infantry squad with a night combat radio. Currently, it can only be assigned to the infantry platoon level. If Squad 13 wants to send out signals, it can only rely on the only signal gun in the squad. .

However, as early as the afternoon, the squad leader had already fired three red flares, which was the highest level of emergency signal.

As for the outside world, there were even three red and three green flares. Tantai Mirror, who had been in the signal corps position for more than half a year, could certainly understand that it was the delegation and battalion levels who were determined to reinforce and asked them to stand still and wait for reinforcements.

However, Tantai Mirror is not as eager for reinforcements as imagined.

Since the afternoon, I have never thought of leaving this position. Ever since I saw the brothers who had been together day and night for nearly two months, falling in a pool of blood and even being torn apart.

The monitor's head was shattered into countless pieces. Tantai Mingjing searched in the red soil for an unknown amount of time, but could not find much.

Tantai Mingjing knelt in the trench, holding the flesh and blood that had stopped bleeding, looking up to the sky and howling like a lone wolf who had lost his companions.

It was only then that Tantai Mingjing finally understood the true meaning of the poem in the Book of Songs. It was not about wearing the same shirt, but that our blood would be stained on this battlefield and we would eventually become one.

The squad leader is a veteran who has followed his brother-in-law Tang Dao since the Battle of Songjiang. He originally belonged to the 43rd Army. His home is in Rongcheng. He and his brother-in-law Tang Dao are also fellow villagers. He was originally injured in the Battle of Southeast Shanxi the year before last and his legs were lame. According to regulations You can join the baggage platoon, and you could even serve as a platoon leader in the baggage platoon at the beginning of last year.

But the squad leader refused. In order to prevent the main force's combat effectiveness from being damaged, the veteran who was always unwilling to leave the 7th company chose to become the leader of the recruits in the reserve class. In his words: "I can't run fast, but I can see If you young recruits can run fast, I have a beautiful heart."

Tantai Mingjing is the most educated soldier in the squad, and because he is Tantai Mingyue's younger brother, he is also a special soldier. The squad leader treats him very well, but he is also the most strict in training.

Others can do 200 push-ups and 400 sit-ups a day, do a 3000-meter cross-country trip in full gear, and shoot 40 rounds of live ammunition, but Tantai Mingjing cannot do that. His training volume is 1.5 times that of others.

“On the battlefield, because of fear, adrenaline will surge, and our reactions will be much greater than usual, but fear will also lead to panic. Even those as strong as a regimental commander cannot remain 100% calm.

At this time, if you want to survive, luck is part of it. What's more important is the muscle memory formed by daily rigorous training. The body will respond to the crisis without the brain's judgment!

Mirror, you are already very good, but for the cruel battlefield, it is still not enough. Even a cripple like me is better than you.

You are a rich young man who could have been a soldier. But you chose to be a soldier, especially since you became my soldier. I can't let you die in front of me. This has nothing to do with whether you are the younger brother of Captain Tantai. "

Tantai Mingjing always remembered that one day he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, but he still did not have dinner because he did not complete the training tasks set for him by the squad leader. When he glared at the squad leader who was so harsh that he was almost cold, the squad leader sat on his Something whispered by someone beside me.

The squad leader did it and died in front of the soldiers he had trained so hard with, and Tantai Mingjing also did it, and he finally lasted until the time to finish writing 15 letters home.

The tearful Army soldier's biggest wish at this time was no longer to live, but to kill a few more Japanese before death.

200 Japanese soldiers are not enough to cover the lives of our brothers.

Under the dim lantern light, Tantai Mirror stared at the letter in his hand, his eyes full of sadness.

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Hundreds of miles away, the bright moon in Tantai in the Taihang Mountains did not sleep either.

The Battle of Zishan has been going on for 5 days. This is not the first time and it will not be the last time that the Four Lines Regiment has fought on this level of battlefield. It is useless for her to worry. She will still trust her husband as before and believe that he will lead the Four Lines Regiment to bring victory. .

But tonight was different from usual. She felt anxious for no reason. Even if she put on her clothes and walked out of the small building, the cold mountain breeze outside the door could not blow away the nameless anxiety.

Then, Tantai Mingyue saw the figure of a man in the small courtyard only 10 meters away from her, and a little fire flickered in front of him.

"Abba!" Tantai Mingyue shouted.

Half a year ago, the war in the Taihang Mountains stabilized. In order to spend more time with his children, Lao Tantai chose to build a small wooden house next to his daughter and son-in-law's house, and lived here most of the time.

"Why aren't you asleep, dear? You are a mother now, how can you go through such trouble!" Lao Tantai turned around and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand without leaving any trace.

"Abba, do you think you are the evil one to complain first?" Tantai Mingyue pointed at the crushed cigarette butt, laughing and crying.

Lao Tantai was not a smoker like Li Jijin who relied on tobacco to numb his pain. Most of his smoking was just for casual occasions. At least Tantai Mingyue had never seen him smoking alone in private when he was so old.

"The war started in Zishan. Tang Dao and Jing'er are over there, so they are somewhat worried." Lao Tantai was silent for a moment, and finally said with a sigh.

Tantai Mingyue felt sad, knowing that her father was worried about his little brother.

Although Tantai Yunshu is nearly 50 years old, he is still handsome. People who are not familiar with him think that he is a romantic and talented man, similar to the legendary Prince Duan of Dali. The famous wife slaves and children slaves in Jiangnan.

From knowing that Tantai Mingyue joined the army, he ignored the danger of war and traveled thousands of miles to search for her in the war zone. It can be seen that this man's love for his children is a top figure among fathers.

"Abba, don't worry. He is at the 3rd Battalion Headquarters. With Battalion Commander Leng here, he will be protected." Tantai Mingyue could only suppress the irritation in her heart and try her best to comfort her father.

"There is no better son than a father. No one in this world understands that brat better than me." Tantai Yunshu shook his head slightly.

"Xiao Jing is from our Tantai family, but he doesn't have much talent in literature and painting. He has studied hard for many years, but it's just normal. In normal times, he might be able to accept this ordinary fate, but here in Taihang Mountain, he A new door opened for him.

During the New Year of the previous year, the moment Xiao Jing looked at the neat rows of officers and soldiers of my Si Xing Regiment, I knew that his heart was moved. Since writing can't settle the world with pen, then he can settle the world with horses. After all, none of the children of my Tantai family is mediocre! Everyone has his own talent.

Needless to say, Tang Dao said, I also know that this brat will train harder than ordinary people, just so that one day he can go to the battlefield and tell everyone that he is a good son of the Tantai family! For this ideal, he is not afraid of death! "

Tantai Mingyue's eyes flashed with sadness.

With her ice-snow intelligence, she was able to tell the truth. Mom and dad finally agreed to let her join the army. Wasn't it because she wanted to fulfill her dream? Including her choice of Tantai Mingyue, the same reason applies.

However, when watching their children go on the path of their choice, they are also worried, which is not inconsistent with fulfillment. "Well, it's useless to worry. Go to sleep! You don't need to send a telegram to Tang Dao. As the leader of a regiment, he is responsible for the safety of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Zishan. Xiao Jing has his own destiny. This is No one can stop it." Lao Tantai waved and turned around to enter the house.

In the dim night, he couldn't help but light up a cigarette.

The son cares about his parents, and the parents' care can only be doubled!

But this is war!

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"Mirror, no, squad leader, Sparrow said he felt that the Japs might be touching him again!" A soldier who was about the same age as Tantai Mingjing and covered in blood rushed into the tunnel.

"Let's go! Kill them!" Tantai Mingjing didn't waste any more words. He stuffed all the letters into the cloth bag he had prepared, picked up the submachine gun beside him, and left.

"Dunzi, are you ready with the guns that you, Sparrow, and the Third Fatty have prepared?" Tantai Mingjing asked as he hurriedly rushed out of the tunnel.

"As you said, everything is set up!" The soldier nicknamed Dunzi nodded fiercely.

"Also, remember to explain to the three fat men that after the machine gun fires a long burst, they will immediately move their positions. Everyone should not be in the same fighting position for more than 10 seconds!" Tantai Mirror continued to explain.

Since the deputy squad leader died in the counterattack at 9pm, Tantai Mingjing has become the only soldier with more than one year of service in the entire Jinlongfeng Highlands. According to the principle of succession in the Four Lines Regiment, he has become the only soldier in the entire Jinlongfeng Highlands. The squad leader of a 6-man reserve infantry squad.

However, in the next two battles, two more comrades were killed, and the strength of the infantry squad was once again reduced to four.

There is currently a shortage of soldiers on the battlefield, but there is no shortage of guns and ammunition. Except for the squad leader, who was shot to pieces with his gun, the guns of the other comrades who died in the battle can basically still be used, and there is even more ammunition.

Before going up to the Jinlong Peak Highlands, Li Jiujin specially asked a 10-man engineering team to reinforce the tunnels and positions that had been built. By the way, he also sent them 5 rounds of various bullets and boxes of grenades.

If you add in the 300 rounds of ammunition, 3000 rounds of machine guns, 90 grenades, and 50 mortars carried by the infantry squad in front of the position, the entire Jinlongfeng position alone contains 1.8 rounds of ammunition and 240 grenades.

It was also officially sufficient ammunition that allowed this infantry squad of only 15 people to block the Japanese army's endless attacks that came almost every hour.

In addition, Tan Tai Ming Jing and Dun Zi took advantage of the cover of night when the Japanese attack stopped and quietly went down to an area 40 meters away from the position, where they collected more than a dozen Japanese Type rifles and nearly a thousand rounds of ammunition.

Tantai Mingjing, who was born in a famous family, has always had a sense of crisis that "people who have no long-term worries must have short-term worries". No matter how many bullets there are, there will always be a moment when they are used up. The reinforcements are blocked and they don't know when they will arrive. He fought hard, but he ran out of bullets. Wouldn't it be a great loss to die?

Therefore, in addition to the semi-automatic rifles, submachine guns, MG42 machine guns, and long-handled grenades that are standard equipment for the infantry squad of the Fourth Line Regiment, there are currently 16 Japanese-style rifles and 38 melon grenades on the position.

Tantai Mingjing, who was the squad leader for the first time, was even more astonishingly calm. Before returning to the tunnel to write a letter, he arranged for the three soldiers who stayed on the position to fire more than 20 guns with a 6-meter-long shot according to his arrangement. The distance is set in the fighting position, each gun is loaded with bullets, and 6 unscrewed grenades are placed near the gun.

"Say it again, I, Dunzi, am a sparrow in the frontline trench. After emptying the magazine, I immediately throw 2 to 3 grenades and immediately move to the next battle position!

In addition, San Fatty, you are the strongest fire suppressor for the three of us. In the dark, muzzle flames are the easiest to expose your position. You must and can only move for me and not be targeted by Japanese grenades or infantry cannons. You and the machine gun Once it's over, it won't be long before the three of us go to the underworld to have a drink with you. "With a quick glance outside the dark position, Tantai Mingjing, who was squatting down, looked at the two comrades beside him with determination, making final arrangements before the battle.

Although the skinny and dry Sparrow said that the Japanese army was about to touch him, it was just his feeling, but Tantai Mingjing believed in the intuition of his comrades. If it weren't for this guy with keen intuition, it would have been impossible for them, who already had only two flares. He repelled three rounds of Japanese attacks from a distance of 10 meters at night with visibility no more than 40 meters.

"Mirror, you can fight as you say, we will all obey you." The three fat men replied angrily.

The third fat man is not fat, but he is not tall, and his body has the thickness unique to northerners, making him look very stocky.

However, this figure is not in vain, and his strength is one of the best in the entire Class 13. According to his strength, he was assigned the job of a machine gun ammunition hand. One person can carry a machine gun loaded with 6 250 rounds. Box marching with ammunition chains.

You know, that's more than 30 kilograms, but the third eldest son in the family can still grin and say, this weight is nothing. When he is at home, he pulls a plow weighing 100 kilograms to plow the fields.

Tantai Mingjing finally knew that the book about being as strong as an ox was no longer a boast. There were really people who could be bossed around like an ox.

The ammunition hand became a machine gunner as early as the afternoon of the day!

Although the machine gun bunker with a wide range of fire is strong enough, it cannot withstand the back-and-forth bombardment of the 150-meter heavy artillery! During a round of shelling, two heavy artillery pieces hit the nearby bunker and collapsed. The machine gun in the spare No. 2 machine gun fortification was naturally targeted by the Japanese army.

Under the relentless attack of infantry artillery and grenade launchers, the main machine gunner had more than a dozen shrapnel wounds all over his body. His whole body was like a sieve, and even seven or eight first aid kits could not stop the bleeding.

As a result, Er Pang became the first machine gunner in the 7th company so far without the assistance of an ammunition hand.

Fortunately, he was strong enough to hold the gun with one hand and the ammunition belt with the other. The extremely excellent rate of fire of the MG42 was not reduced much.

Just as Tantai Mingjing said, without the machine gun in the hands of the three fat men, it would be almost impossible for the three infantrymen to hold their position in this dark night.

According to the battle history records of the Four Lines Regiment, the Japanese army rarely fought at night, but in this battle, after dark, the Japanese army had launched four rounds of attacks, which was almost the same intensity as during the day.

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound in the darkness!

It was a Japanese-style can left more than 40 meters away. There were stones inside. The mountain wind could not move it, but as long as someone touched it, it would definitely make a sound.

"Hit!" Tantai Mingjing roared, holding the MP38 left by the deputy squad leader, and swept towards the bottom of the position without hesitation.

In the night, a tongue of flame visible to the naked eye shone in Tantai Mingjing's hands, and the 32-round magazine was empty in almost three seconds.

Tens of meters away, miserable howls echoed through the night sky.

A thick 9 mm caliber bullet can hit a human body at a distance of 50 meters, but a hole the size of a wine glass can make it lose its combat effectiveness with just one shot. Not to mention that with the MP38's rate of fire, once it hits, it will take at least three shots.

It would be weird to cry for father and mother if it hurts.

There was no time to see the results of his battle, so he simply dropped the gun, ducked into the trench, dodged several bullets, and rushed towards another Czech semi-automatic rifle 6 meters away with all his strength. .

The trenches were more than 150 meters long, and under the frantic running and shooting of three soldiers, gunshots rang out almost everywhere.

This is also the reason why the frontline Japanese army still believes that there are still dozens of soldiers on this high ground.

The MG42 machine gun in San Pang's hand also roared angrily, spraying a hail of bullets downwards.

More than 10 rounds of bullets were all emptied within 100 seconds, and a cloud of blood mist exploded in the sequence of Japanese soldiers who knew they had been exposed and started to straighten up and activate the charge mode!

A Japanese soldier was shot right at the main artery in his neck. Blood spurted out four to five meters away, spraying a Japanese officer wearing the rank of captain all over his head and face.

Reaching out to wipe the blood off his face, Captain Hideaki Tsushima's eyes flashed with anger. He moved the command knife forward and roared: "Onboard!"

Amidst the deafening gunfire, the Japanese army's frantic "onboard" chants resounded.

The fierce defensive battle in the Jinlong Peak Highlands has reached its climax!

(End of this chapter)