Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 245
In the end, a sergeant was dug out by more than a dozen soldiers in the shortest time.

But, he died.

Not only was he buried and suffocated by the collapsed fortifications, but the blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth showed that his internal organs were also damaged by the terrible shock wave.

It was too late to be sad, and they patted the shoulders of the young deputy squad leader of the Sichuan Army who was still squatting in the ruins to express their gratitude, and the officers and soldiers of the 67th Army entered their battle positions one after another.

Only the young deputy squad leader with eyes full of annoyance was left behind.

Then, he saw his monitor walking towards him.

The eyes of the young soldier, who was sweating and panting heavily, couldn't help but sparkle again.

At this moment, he was no longer the deputy squad leader who calmly analyzed the battlefield for two signal soldiers, and he was no longer a brave warrior who bravely rescued his comrades in the face of the possibility of the Japanese army attacking again. Instead, he was like a child who was wronged in front of his parents. .

He wanted to revive him, but after all, he came out too slowly, which resulted in the sacrifice of the Northeast Army sergeant.

"Dongguo! I'm not dead, I'm fine!" The young deputy squad leader forced himself to maintain his composure and tried to squeeze a smile, but the voice with a strong crying sound still exposed his fragility at this time.

"You've done a good job, let's go take a rest first." The veteran looked at the deputy he had brought up with one hand, and pity flashed in his eyes.

"But the devil is coming up." The young deputy squad leader shook his head.

"The devils are coming up, so someone will fight. This is an order specially given to you three by the battalion commander. From now on, all observation posts will be treated like this. If you are asked to go, go." The veteran stared.

The soldier wanted to say more, but seeing the sharp eyes of the veteran squad leader, he obediently didn't dare to resist anymore, and was dragged into the two-meter-deep bullet shelter belonging to their infantry platoon by two signal soldiers who followed.

The Japanese infantry didn't come up so fast, and the position seemed a little quiet for a while.

In the bullet hole, besides their three observation posts, there were two health soldiers sorting out the stretchers and their small medicine boxes.

Having just experienced the shelling like a mountain roar and a tsunami, it seems that the three of them are fine like normal people. In fact, their nerves have been in a state of high tension. When they suddenly relax, the fatigue sequelae of the body's continuous work for a day and a night also follow. Appeared, tiredness flooded up like a tide, drowning three soldiers who were all under 20 years old.

At the moment when the war was about to begin, the three soldiers who were leaning on the wall of the burrow, which was still extremely wet, fell asleep cuddling up.

When the young soldier woke up from his deep sleep, he didn't know when it happened.

It turned out that the two signal soldiers who had been leaning on him were gone, and there were only corpses all over the floor, the seriously wounded moaning constantly, and two health soldiers who were busy running around, which made him mistakenly think that Cangcheng had fallen.

When he anxiously asked two health soldiers, he realized that it was about half an hour later.

The battle became fierce from the very beginning, and the Japanese army even directly invested more than 500 Japanese troops led by 4 89 tanks to attack from the direction of the three city walls.

Not only is there enough troops, but what is even more frightening is that the Japanese army used more than 16 heavy machine guns, 6 infantry guns and 4 rapid-fire guns for cover.

That is definitely not the equipment that a brigade can have.

Yes, because the main infantry brigade under his command had to act as a forward under the anger of the lieutenant general and division head, in order to avoid heavy losses under his command, the captain of the 115th Regiment who arrived with the main force of the division directly dispatched the infantry artillery squadron of the regiment They were assigned to the rapid-fire artillery squadron and the rapid-fire artillery squadron, but they felt that it was not safe, so they added an additional heavy machine gun squadron from another infantry brigade.

In terms of heavy firepower, this is definitely a reinforced infantry brigade.

Otherwise, Watanabe Junichi would not have the courage to send three infantry squadrons to attack a fortress with a five-meter-high wall after the first round of shelling.

Not only that, but the crazy Japanese army even concentrated dozens of grenadiers to suppress the firepower of the city.

But obviously, the biggest threat to the city wall fortifications is still the Type 89 tank. Because of the lack of flat-firing guns to suppress the tanks, many heavy firepower points at the top of the city suffered heavy losses.

Now there is basically no reserve team in Cangcheng. Except for the health soldiers who need to stay in the infantry companies to take care of the seriously wounded, all those who can hold rifles have already gone to the battlefield.

He fell into a complete coma like a dead body, no one noticed him, and the two messengers who woke up from sleep couldn't bear to disturb him, so he was able to sleep until now.

Annoyed, the young deputy squad leader held the rifle that had been kept by his side, and rushed to the ground through the slope without hesitation.

Climb back to the ground 1 minute earlier, the chance of death will increase countless times, this is the truth that all fools understand.But young soldiers have never wanted to live and die with their comrades like they do now.

Even, at this moment, for the first time, he didn't think about his mother who was far away in his hometown. He just wanted to stay with his comrades in arms, even if he died in the terrible Japanese tank gun the next moment.

Yes, in Dachang Town, his comrades in arms died like this.

Why is he so eager to dig out the soldiers of the Northeast Army who were buried in the ruins? Because he was once timid, and that is something he has never been able to face.

On the third-to-last day of the Battle of Dachang Town, Japanese artillery bombarded a light machine gun fortification built on the basis of residential buildings.

He was less than 20 meters away from the fortification. He saw with his own eyes that the house collapsed like building blocks after being hit by a 70mm infantry gun. The light machine gun inside that could provide fire cover for the infantry never fired a single round bullet.

Of course he knew the light machine gunner. He was a veteran sergeant with a pockmarked face who was second only to the veteran squad leader in the squad. When the company's light machine gunners were exhausted, he offered to be a light machine gunner.

Everyone knows that the firepower points that are focused on by the Japanese artillery and grenades are the arms with the highest death rate on this battlefield, so that there are several heavy machine gun firepower points that no one wants to be a shooter anymore, but they have been in the army for more than 8 years The pockmarked face still took the initiative to go.

Then, the firepower point of the light machine gun that only fired two magazines was destroyed by the Japanese army with accurate infantry guns.

But the young soldier knew that the pockmarked face was not necessarily dead. The infantry artillery missed his shooting area head-on, and the whole house collapsed because of the explosion.

However, he was afraid that when he climbed up the ruins, he would be targeted by the Japanese infantry 400 meters away. Their marksmanship was outrageous.

So he waited until the Japanese army stopped attacking before running over to remove the beams and bricks. It was a small house with not so many buildings. Soon, the person he was looking for showed a hand.

However, he only took one look and knew that he was late after all.

It was a hand with a pockmarked face, and there was a thick brass ring on the pale and yellowed finger. It was bought when he marched to Songhu and passed Jiangxia. Keep it as a dowry for your 15 years old daughter.

The hand with the brass ring stretched upwards in vain, showing that before death, he also tried hard to save himself, trying to find a way out of the heavy roof beams and tiles.

However, his comrades let him down, no one came to help him, and even his younger brother, who was usually taken care of by him, chose to wait until he died because he was afraid of death.

The old soldier died with a pockmarked face, but the young soldier had a demon in his heart.

No one blamed him, and he didn't say anything, but when he tried his best to dig out the comrades of the Northeast Army who were buried on the top of the city, he knew that he still couldn't forget his cowardice after all.

This time, he was not cowardly, the Japanese artillery was still shelling, he tried hard, but still failed.

His squad leader also understood, so he strictly ordered his deputy squad leader to go down to rest, otherwise, he worried that this young man who had grown up very well would collapse due to the heavy pressure in his heart.

The moment the young deputy squad leader with a lot of demons rushed out of the bullet hole with a gun, he was extremely open-minded, and if he couldn't go back, he would be buried with his comrades!

right here.

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