Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 455 Worry!

It's easy to go to death.

But is it that simple to choose death?

Not so.

The stingy old Zhou knew that the reason he didn't resist his old friend's arrogance was because deep down in his heart he didn't want to die.

If he died, his wife would bring four children to survive, how difficult it would be!Just thinking about it made him feel extremely sad.

But at this moment, he was extremely regretful.

If he died first, it would definitely be much better than now!The pain, leave it to that bastard, Old Zhao.

"Battalion Commander, brothers are running out of bullets, and we blocked the Japanese for almost two hours. Take advantage of this opportunity, you lead the brothers to withdraw! I will lead a company to cover the whole army!" The first company of the guard battalion The captain and company commander hesitated for a moment, and finally bent over to make a suggestion from afar.

The Stingy Major didn't answer.

"Brothers can't all die here! We have to." The captain thought that his superior had moved, and suggested again.

Then, the army captain couldn't say a word anymore.

A shell gun had already been pressed against his forehead, and the eyes of the always gentle major were red, like a wounded beast. He didn't growl, but his tone was extremely cold: "You know what? Big head Pu, if it wasn't for you After I said earlier that I would lead a company of guards to kill my entire army, the last bullet in my gun would blow your head off."

Facing the officer who was obviously much more crazy than usual, the army captain didn't dare to make the slightest movement, only the cold sweat on his forehead flowed unscrupulously.

"I know, you mean to leave some seeds for my two guard battalions of the 107th and 108th divisions!" The major's gun was still firmly placed on the forehead of the commander of his sharp knife company, his eyes were cold. "However, as Chief Tang told us, if one person retreats, ten people will retire, if ten people retreat, a hundred people will retire, if a hundred people retreat, ten thousand people will retire, and if ten thousand people retreat, the country will perish! The country is gone, and the seeds are left behind. What's the use?"

"Fucking Putou head, tell me that our land is gone. You can use the seeds as a ball. Do you steam, fry or fry them?" The voice of the major of the army gradually increased, almost roaring questioned subordinates.

The lieutenant could not answer a word.

The air in the trench was stagnant to the point of suffocation.

None of the signal soldiers and guards on the side dared to step forward.

Long silence!

The murderous aura dissipated.

"However, what your big head said is not completely unreasonable. I want to be shrouded in horse leather like that bastard, Lao Zhao. Not everyone thinks so. You can ask the 108th Division's security battalion. If you want to leave, just go with me Let's go together! You don't need your bastard pretending to be a hero to cut them off, I will do it myself." The army major, whose chest was heaving violently, looked at his subordinates who were sweating profusely but didn't reply, his expression and tone suddenly became a bit bleak, and he withdrew With the gun stuck in his belt, he turned his back and stopped looking at him.

"Old Zhao is dead, together with his sharp knife, they are all dead. He only has one baby, but I have four, and I don't have any money left to send to his family. After much deliberation, I can only feel at ease when I die with him. .”

"Sir." The captain's throat moved, trying to speak with great difficulty.

The stingy major waved his hand and stopped talking.

After standing still for a while, the army captain turned and left.

"Notify all the companies that if there are people who want to leave from the 108th Division's guard battalion, let them go. If Putou takes people away, cancel the establishment of the first company, the second company will become the first company, and the third company will become the second company. There is no third company in the battalion. Sending this military order to the division headquarters in the form of a battle report is my last request to the division headquarters." The major's voice was a little tired. "Also, order the rest of the army to mount bayonets and fight to the death with me. The whole army is only allowed to move forward, not to retreat. If they die ten meters behind the position, they will be punished as deserters!"

The supreme commander on the Chinese side has made all preparations for the final battle.

. . . . . .

At this time, the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade was in position six kilometers away.

The battle was not yet completely over, and more than a thousand infantrymen scattered out were still attacking the large and small positions of the Japanese army whose morale had been extremely weak but were still struggling to support.

Tang Dao took out his pocket watch with an anxious expression on his face.

It was already the third hour of his attack on the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade. According to the contact telegram sent from the blocking position, they had been in contact with the vanguard of the 3th Infantry Brigade for nearly two hours. .

However, 1000 people have to rely on their crude field positions and the Japanese army five or six times their strength to resist. Can they last longer?

However, the battlefield here has not yet won a complete victory. The Japanese army is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. It is clearly at the end of its strength, but it is still struggling.

If he draws out troops to support the blocking position at this time, if there are fewer troops, the meat buns will fight dogs, and if there are too many troops, the troops here will be empty. Unable to attack, the Japanese infantry finally came. Both sides wanted to eat fruit, but they didn't get any fruit.

This kind of difficult choice, even if it is as decisive as Tang Dao, there is still a short hesitation at this time.

Lei Xiong, Guo Shouzhi, and Zhuang Shisan were all on the front line commanding the battle, and even if he wanted to discuss it now, no one discussed it.

With the sound of horseshoes, Gong Shaoxun rushed forward with a team of cavalry. Tang Dao's eyes lit up. This was the only reserve team he could use at the moment.

However, the more than 200 cavalry under Gong Shaoxun had suffered huge casualties in order to attack the Japanese defense line, and now they are sent to the battlefield that is far more terrifying than this place. Can the cavalry bear it?
Of course, what makes Tang Dao hesitate even more is that the strength of the cavalry has been weakened to the lowest level in history. Going forward with this strength may not have much effect, and it is possible to send this most mobile force to the army. In the mouth of a tiger.

Tang Dao didn't know.

Gong Shaoxun also didn't know.

The cavalry major who originally reported to Tang Dao to enter the wilderness to kill the rout of the Japanese army saw the hesitation in Tang Dao's eyes, and understood Tang Dao's intention after questioning.

Both fell into a brief silence.

Less than [-] cavalry to support a battlefield with thousands of people is definitely a bargain.

"How many pack horses have you captured just now?" Tang Dao suddenly asked after tens of seconds of silence.

"The Japanese Heavy Artillery Brigade used more than 500 pack horses. Although many of them were killed or injured, our army will never be able to gather less than 150!" Gong Shaoxun immediately understood Tang Dao's meaning and quickly replied.

"Then I'll give you 300 infantry, a pack horse led by a cavalryman, and a man riding on the pack horse and all the infantry equipment and ammunition, and one man on the horse besides the cavalry, and the whole army arrives 800 meters away from the battlefield where I stopped the Japanese invaders At this point, the cavalry will change into infantry and join the battlefield, waiting for the main force of our army to come back to help. In addition, it is enough to leave 30 cavalry on the battlefield here." Tang Dao ordered decisively. "Commander Gong, the lives of more than a thousand brothers who stopped the Japanese invaders are all tied to you."

"Yes!" Gong Shaoxun stood at attention.

Without a military salute, he ran straight to the horse.

Tang Dao chose the cavalry not only for their combat effectiveness, not only for their final mobility, but for their mobility.

At a distance of six kilometers, even if the infantry would rather run to death, it would take at least half an hour.

That's still an optimistic estimate. You know, the Chinese army in the future will pass the five-kilometer cross-country line with full armor in 23 minutes. hard training.

Soldiers in this era can run for five or six kilometers in full armor, and they are very good if they can arrive in 40 minutes.

Stronger than the Sixth Division, it took more than 40 minutes for the vanguard to reach the blocking position six kilometers away from them.

But with war horses and pack horses, it's different.

Not only can it shorten the time to move 6 kilometers away, but it can also save a lot of physical strength of the soldiers. They can almost go into battle after arriving.

. . . . . .

"Brother, you can just run, I can't fall!" Gu Xishui was riding on the pack horse, with his hands around the horse's neck, repeatedly urging Lu Sanjiang, who was riding in front of him on a war horse and holding the reins of his pack horse, to trot.

In order to rescue the 1000 people on the blocking position, Tang Dao did not hesitate to do anything.

All the most elite four-line battalion under his command and a half-infantry company of the garrison battalion were transferred back. The 450 men carried by horses and pack horses can be called the essence of the entire army of the advance regiment.

Not only that, Tang Dao even asked them to bring six 96-type machine guns, two MG34 machine guns and all mortars they had just captured.

Lu Sanjiang glanced back at Xiaobai, who was holding the horse's neck so tightly that he almost didn't hoop the pack horse to death.
Whether it was riding skills or face, Gu Xishui was very pale.

For this kind of guy, Lu Sanjiang, who was born in a peasant family and was as black as a briquette, has always been too lazy to pay attention to him.

However, the anxiety in the little white-faced soldier's eyes moved Lu Sanjiang slightly.

In that army, there must be someone he cares about!
(End of this chapter)