Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 478
Yes, Cheng Dahe survived.

Just before the Japanese army was about to attack, Major Scar stunned the last soldier under his command, and buried him in the soft soil that had been blasted by shells.

In order to keep him alive, Major Scar even did not hesitate to use the flesh and blood of himself and the last few seriously wounded soldiers as a disguise. He believed that as long as the Japanese wanted to fight, they would not use this bloody crater as their position.

As for whether the comatose Cheng Dahe would be smothered alive in the mud, or whether he would not be discovered by the comrades who re-attacked the hill at all, that was not in the scope of Major Scar's consideration.

Letting him live for the time being, without having to die with him, was his last tactical arrangement as the battalion commander.

Major Scar succeeded, and the last soldier of his sharp knife company survived tenaciously. The Japanese who were shocked by his flesh and blood bullets instinctively stayed far away from the crater, which prevented them from noticing that they were buried shallowly. Soldiers living in the soil, the soft soil also has enough gaps to supply oxygen for life-sustaining soldiers in a coma.

But surviving is not necessarily happier than dying, especially for such a young man who is the only one left in the army.

After experiencing the joy of discovering survivors, Major Stingy's forehead was also aching. Even he couldn't bear such a cruel blow, let alone a young man.

. . . . . . .

"Where is this place!" The young soldier who was being carried on a stretcher in the wilderness opened his eyes in a daze, turned his head to look at the dark gray surroundings, and asked.

"Battalion Commander Zhou, he's awake! He's awake!" The two soldiers in charge of carrying the stretcher shouted out of excitement.

Hasty footsteps sounded, and Major Stingy trotted over, followed by several lieutenants.

"Boy, you've finally woken up. Let me tell you, we're on our way home, and we're about to join the main force of our army in two hours!" The stingy major was really very gentle at the moment.

A little gentler than when he unbuttoned his wife's clothes on their wedding night.

"Sir, have we won this battle?" Cheng Dahe saw Lao Zhou, his eyes sparkled.

"Of course, not only did we win the battle, but we also drove away the thugs from the 36th Infantry Brigade. Now there is no one blocking our way. You sleep a little longer, and we should return to our army at dawn The main defense zone, it's all right." The stingy major nodded fiercely and answered the little private.

"Then, what about the battalion commander? I remember that he was on the battlefield with me, and there were several brothers!" Cheng Dahe shook his dizzy head.

His memory was obviously still at the moment before he passed out, and he even forgot that it was his battalion commander who knocked him unconscious.

"Old Zhao." The stingy major could only remain silent.

The surrounding officers and soldiers were silent.

Facing the only surviving soldier on the "Lonely Hill" position, these iron-blooded soldiers who have experienced countless cruel battlefields can't tell the truth.

Because, that is too cruel.

He is the only one who lives in a guard company number 150. From this moment on, all his familiar faces will no longer appear by his side.

There is no veteran squad leader urging him to hurry up and keep up with the big troops, no platoon leader shouting and ordering the whole army to enter the position, or even standing in front of the whole battalion and telling the group of young people that they will swear to the death. There will be no more battalion commanders of the positions' majors.

Because they are all dead.

A small soil bag buried the responsibilities of middle-aged people for life and the blood of young people. Regardless of family affection, love, and friendship, all returned to dust and merged with the positions they once guarded.

"How is the battalion commander? Are you seriously injured?" Seeing that there was no answer, Cheng Dahe couldn't help feeling a little anxious, but he still had hope in his heart.

In his last memory, he was with the battalion commander. If he was alive, the battalion commander should be alive too.

After being hit hard, the memory of Major Scar's blow to him has completely disappeared in his brain. It may be because of the brain concussion, and it is more likely that he has selectively forgotten.

Footsteps sounded.

"Mr. Tang is here!" Someone roared and announced.

Everyone stood up.

Like Major Dao Scar and others, Tang Dao attached great importance to the only remaining young soldiers on this hill position, and rushed over in person as soon as he was notified of his awakening.

Because the living soldier no longer represents himself, he is already a banner and a spirit.

To disrespect this flag and its spirit is to desecrate the 200 men who died fighting on the hill.

Not to mention Tang Dao, even the three lieutenant generals in the headquarters stood up collectively after receiving the reason why Tang Dao would lead his troops back an hour late, and saluted to the northwest where the hill was.

It's easy to say the words "fight to the death without retreating", but it is really rare in this era to really fight to the point where there is not a single soldier left in the entire army.

Ants are greedy for life, let alone intelligent humans at the top of the biological chain.

"They all died, your battalion commander, company commander, squad leader, all comrades in arms on the hills, all died." Tang Dao walked up to Cheng Dahe who was still lying on the stretcher, and answered him with firm eyes . "You're the only one left. Your battalion commander knocked you out and buried you in the dirt until we re-attacked the hills and found you."

"Are they all dead? Even the battalion commander is dead?" Cheng Dahe was stunned, his eyes widened suddenly and the corners of his eyes were torn, bleeding out.

The doctors and nurses beside him carefully wiped away the blood with cotton cloths soaked in clear water, but the soldiers did not show any reaction, just like clay sculptures.

The surrounding officers couldn't bear to see his heartbroken appearance any more, and all cast their gazes into the distance.

But no matter how cruel it is, people have to face the truth.

"I'm sorry, soldier, I know this is cruel, but you have to accept it, because you are already the last soldier in the first company of the 108th Division Guard Battalion. If you are alive, your first company is still there." Tang Dao continued. "The commander of your 108th Division has already called back to my advance regiment headquarters, and will mobilize the elite of the entire army to rebuild the sharp knife company of the guard battalion, and you will become the squad leader of the sharp knife company. The headquarters of the 67th Army, the 43rd Army, and the 128th Division jointly applied to the theater headquarters for collective military merit. Each of them is eligible to receive a medal!"

"Soldier, your commander kept you because he wanted you to rebuild the sharp knife company. You have a heavy responsibility!" Tang Dao looked at Cheng Dahe, who was still as dumb as a wooden corn and bleeding from the corners of his eyes, and couldn't bear it, but he could only So said.

silence!

The audience fell into silence!
The gleam of light before the dawn of the sky is looming!

The sluggish and pale faces of the soldiers reflected under the torches looked a bit miserable!

"Kill! Kill the devil!" Cheng Dahe roared heart-piercingly, tears mixed with blood from the corners of his eyes, and finally rolled down.

No one knows how Cheng Dahe survived that lonely and icy night, but everyone knows that the vanguard company of the 108th Division Guard Battalion was not completely wiped out.

Before the end of the Southeast Campaign, the vanguard company was rebuilt. The only remaining captain and company commander of the 108th Division Guard Battalion became the new guard battalion commander. two levels.

As Tang Dao said, Cheng Dahe became the new squad leader of the sharp knife squad, but his military rank was not promoted to sergeant, but to second lieutenant.

Because, he is the last hope of all the officers and soldiers of the guard battalion who died.

If it wasn't for the fact that his enlistment period was too short and his original rank was too low, according to the temper of the lieutenant general and division commander of the 108th division, he might have been directly promoted to lieutenant of the army and served as the commander of the sharp knife company.

However, the squad leader of the second lieutenant rank is also a rare phenomenon in the army.

Major Scar, no, it should be Colonel Zhao, and Minister He of the Military and Political Department personally issued the promotion order to Colonel of the Army.

A total of 6 lieutenant generals in the entire Jiashan defense line jointly sent a telegram to the Songhu Theater Command, and no one dared to ignore it.

What's more, it was several lieutenant generals who made great achievements in resisting the Tenth Army of the Japanese Army in Songjiang for four days and nights, and blocking the Tenth Army of the Japanese Army in the defense line of Jiashan for seven days and nights.

Of course, the most unignorable thing is not just those, but the battle telegram that was sent out early in the morning and shocked the whole country.

(End of this chapter)