Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 631 Fury!
"Communication Corps, in the name of Company Commander Wei and me, tell the officers of the headquarters that the content is as follows:

There are 3 remaining soldiers on our No. 112 highland, and 53 seriously injured. However, all the officers and soldiers are determined to serve the country with death.

In addition, please ask the headquarters to contact the artillery company for our department, and ask them to provide artillery support to our hilltop position when our department fires a red signal flare.No, more precisely artillery coverage.

Commanders, please agree to our only request! "

700 meters away.

Tantai Mingyue couldn't hide her sobs.

Tang Dao, who was holding the phone receiver, had moist eyes, and hadn't put down the phone for a long time.

The two companies of the Sichuan Army on Highland No. 3 are by no means the most powerful troops he has encountered in this era, whether it is the 400 infantry battalion standing alone, or the thousand-plus troops he led in Songjiang Cangcheng, or the The independent battalion of the 43rd Army he reorganized is much stronger than them in terms of combat effectiveness.

If it were those armies, no matter how violently the Jing'an army and the Japanese army bombarded them, no matter how turbulent the tide was, they would have no problem holding on for a day. . .

But they are one of the most tenacious soldiers Tang Dao has encountered in this era, perhaps only the infantry with only one person left on the Guqiu position can compare.

Because, they are also ready for the whole army to die in battle.

Their last request was only to let the artillery company bombard the hilltop position at the most critical moment.

And the top of the mountain should be their last line of defense.

It was hardly a plea for backup, but like the real-life hero in a future Republic movie, yelling into the walkie-talkie microphone: "Fire me, shoot me!"

Tang Dao's rare silence.

Even if he was as firm as him, he still hesitated.

Looking at the high ground shrouded in flames in the distance, his complexion was iron.

No one is willing to slaughter his comrades, but when a choice must be made, the commander Tang Dao must bear his own responsibilities. Even if he knows, even if no one condemns him, he will still live in the shadows.

It is difficult to choose to die by yourself, but it is even more difficult to choose to send your brother to the gate of hell with your own hands.

Guo Shouzhi, who was in charge of the left-behind headquarters, also looked at Tang Dao with some concern.

He heard the request of the No. 3 Highland Signal Corps relayed by Cai Yongguan, the current first commander of the No. 3 Highland, on the phone.

Cai Yongguan is brave, but he is also cruel.

He handed over this cruel choice to his commander.

If Tang Dao personally ordered the firing and sent the brothers of the two Sichuan infantry companies to heaven, perhaps he would live in the shadow of slaughtering his comrades all his life.

Can this young commander who is ruthlessly killing the enemy place his ruthlessness on his own comrades?
Undoubtedly, this is a more difficult choice than facing one's own life and death.

"Commander, if that time really comes, let me give the order! After the war, I will resign as deputy battalion commander!" Guo Shouzhi lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally raised his head and said seriously.

Becoming a general is Guo Shouzhi's greatest dream, but at some point, Guo Shouzhi began to feel that there are more important things in this world than that.

For example, guarding the robes of comrades-in-arms.

Tang Dao, the commander nearly ten years younger than him, is his robe.As his big brother and subordinate, he wanted to protect him, and he didn't want him to live in the shadow that could drive people crazy.

Let him bear this kind of crime!
"Old Guo, thank you for your kindness!" Tang Dao gently put down the phone in his hand, shook his head and refused.

Turning his body slightly, he turned his gaze to the distant mountain where the gunpowder smoke was bursting.

His eyes are as cold as a knife!

"People say that loyal bones are buried everywhere in Qingshan, and the Fengshui here is very good. I think it is very suitable for the tombs of us soldiers who defend the country, and there are so many little devils to be buried with us. What do you think we are not satisfied with?" Woolen cloth!"

"Sir." This was the first time Guo Shouzhi had heard Tang Dao's conversation with his will to die, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but that he felt that Tang Dao should not and could not die here. Given enough time, Tang Dao might have a chance to kill more Japanese.

"Old Guo, listen to me, it's not that the brothers and Tang Dao want to die, but that the Japanese don't want to give us a way out. We've been retreating along the way, and they've been pressing harder and harder. The farther we retreat, The closer they get." Tang Dao's eyes shone slightly.

"I remember I told you that the Sino-Japanese War will never be completed overnight. If you want to win, you must trade space for time, but that is the victory of the entire war, and it is not up to me and other little people to decide.

Little people like us who are only worthy of being recorded in the number of casualties, the only thing that can decide is the battlefield we are on.

That being the case, then we are here, let the Japanese take a good look, if we don't retreat, what can they do?

Does he want a war of attrition?Does he want the lives of hundreds of Sichuan Army brothers on my high ground?Then get it!
However, before that, they have to pay enough.My Independent Battalion and the Sichuan Army had more than 2000 lives. If they don't exchange [-] lives, it won't work. "

Tang Dao's words were like a biting cold wind, as cold as a knife.

"Pass my order, I need 400 death squads. If our army bombards the position on the top of the No. 3 highland, the death squads will run to the No. 3 highland with the infantry platoon as a unit. Tell them, this time, I will personally serve as the captain of the death squad. , I will never let the 3 brothers from the Sichuan Army on the No. 300 Heights be shed in vain, the position they guarded with their lives, we will guard it for them until everyone here dies."

Since Tang Dao came to this era, he has been using his superb skills and understanding of this era beyond ordinary people to walk on the tip of the sword. It seems that the risk is extremely high. In fact, Tang Dao, who is familiar with the historical context, knows that the danger is actually not great. .

He knew the deployment of the Japanese army, so he was able to escape with a group of subordinates again and again.

To this day, the two companies of the Sichuan Army, which should not have died here, have blocked the successive attacks of thousands of Japanese invaders with only 280 troops. After killing hundreds of enemies, their own battle losses exceeded 50.00%, but they still chose to stick to their positions.

Tang Dao would not be surprised if it was changed to the ice field ten years later. At that time, China was standing up from the ruins. Everyone had dreams of a new life, and the idea of ​​guarding their hometown had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Forget about death, go on and on.

But now, the concept of country and nation is almost blurred to these private soldiers who were originally warlords.

But they are still brave because of his words of Tang Dao and a piece of military order.

Such an ancestor, such a soldier, such a robe, how else can Tang Dao choose?

But, to die together.

Tang Dao is not only fully integrated into this era, but also a real soldier.

In this era, he found what he was looking for in his previous life.

Just as he knew that the heavy artillery was terrible, he still chose to rush into the artillery fire and carry the remnants of his comrades on his back.

He is a commander, but also a fighter.

A warrior who is not afraid of death, a mad and calm killer.

Kunizaki may not have thought that his extremely successful tactics would completely irritate his already terrifying opponent.

Here, it is no longer just a place to beat him.

Rather, it is a place of death.

The Japanese army currently has only a thousand casualties, perhaps, it is just a fraction.

(End of this chapter)