Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 645 The Heart of a Warrior!

The Japanese retreated!

When the sun was shining warmly on the hill, the soldiers on the high ground heard the commanders' notice and rushed to the top of the hill to look at the opposite side.

Sure enough, there was no one in the Japanese trench hundreds of meters away.

Outnumbered and outnumbered, they even repelled the Japanese.

Even if it's only temporary, that's a victory.

Regardless of whether it is the Sichuan Army or the Independent Battalion, since the war with the Japanese Army, they have always stood firm, and then retreated again and again.

Even though many Japanese soldiers were killed, the country fell from their hands.

The flourishing Shanghai stock market is lost, the ancient city of Songjiang is lost, and the strong defense lines of Jiashan and Jiaxing are also lost.

Under the despicable power of Japanese artillery fire, it seemed that they would never be able to win.

But now, the menacing Japanese army retreated, after being beaten badly in front of their position.

The soldiers on the high ground wanted to cheer and raise their guns high.

However, several of their commanders were silent, facing the direction of No. 3 Heights, standing upright.

The soldiers who were originally excited were also silent.

yes!The Japanese army retreated, but that was what the brothers sacrificed their lives for. .

During the whole day yesterday, the battle on the two highlands on the 1st and 2nd was fierce enough, but because the Japanese army focused their breakthrough on the 3rd highland, almost all the artillery was poured on the 3rd highland, so their losses were smaller than it seemed. many.

No more than 50 seriously wounded people were transported to the rear at night from the two highlands, and no more than 70 soldiers died in battle.

Although the battle damage was more than 100, it was nothing compared to the No. 90.00 Highland, which was almost wiped out by 3% of the Japanese artillery fire.

They have contributed a lot to this battle!
Of course, more importantly than this, the Supreme Commander did not declare victory, and it was still a battlefield at this time.

Like them, Tang Dao was also staring at No. 3 Heights.

Ever since the Death Squad completely escaped the pursuit of the Japanese army, because he was worried about the frontline war, he took Gu Xishui and his special operations team to take a small route back to the headquarters.

At this time, it was only 10 minutes before he returned, and he had just drank a few mouthfuls of hot water, and also briefly explained the results of the night attack to several of his colleagues.

He was not surprised that the Japanese army finally chose to withdraw temporarily.

As long as Kunisaki is not an idiot, the Kunisaki detachment that has lost food supplies will definitely choose to retreat temporarily.

Although the mouse mountain blocking battle was only one day, it won at least three days for Jinling. The soldiers and civilians who wanted to retreat still had enough time to go to Jiangbei via Ma'anshan to Wuhu.

This is what it means for him to stop the Japanese army here at all costs.

He wants to fight for more life for the people in that city.

However, the sacrifice was too great. In just one day, more than 1 people were lost on the No. 2 and No. 3 highlands, and only one person on the No. [-] highland was able to stand out of the position.

Tangdao, a soldier named Tudou, was also familiar with him. During the battle of Jiepai Village, he specially encouraged him and gave him the official rifle of the veteran who died in the battle.

But Tang Dao was a little afraid to see him.

Because Tang Dao knows what people are most afraid of on the battlefield.

Not fear of death, but loneliness.

All his comrades were dead, and he was the only one left. If the soldier asked him for someone, how would he answer?

Most of his comrades are still in that position!
"Tang Dao, let me accompany you to the No. 3 highland to have a look! Last night, I went up with Chief Lei, and lifted all the wounded who could be lifted down from the tunnel. Some of the injuries were too serious to be rescued. "Tantai Mingyue understands Tang Dao and said softly when she saw Tang Dao looking at No. 3 Highland.

After the battle last night, Lei Xiong personally led an infantry company to clean up the battlefield in the dark, but because the position on the high ground had been completely destroyed and completely lost its defense, he did not send troops to garrison it.

As for the Japanese army, perhaps because of this, no one boarded this silent cemetery again.

Yes, since the shelling in the evening, both China and Japan are very clear that it is no longer a position, but a cemetery.

A large grave where hundreds of Chinese soldiers and nearly a thousand Japanese infantry and cavalry were buried.

The Chinese soldiers were looking for their own survivors on the top of the mountain, while the Japanese army was on the slopes and at the foot of the mountain. The two sides had a surprisingly tacit understanding, and no one attacked the other.

Perhaps, you don't want to disturb the moment of peace of your own victims!
Tomorrow, fight again!All living people should think so.

"Yes! I have to go and see! I have to go and see." Tang Dao looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

A pair of catkins took the initiative to hold Tang Dao's hand.

Except when the two of them were in private, Reporter Tantai had never done such a bold move.

It's not that he's afraid of people's jokes, but that the Tantai reporter is extremely polite. On the battlefield, life and death are only discussed, and a little love between children is not worth mentioning.

But now Tang Dao made Tantai Mingyue feel distressed, and she wanted to comfort him.

Because, that was the first time Tantai Mingyue, who was standing side by side with Tang Dao, saw Tang Dao's burning tears.

Tang Dao in her memory had a ruthless face when the four elements were desperate. When she returned from the bloody battle in Cangcheng, Songjiang, she even smiled at her and said that she was alive and don't worry. This person can be called ruthless on the battlefield. , Even the iron-blooded tough guy who ordered the artillery to fire on his comrades, shed tears at the moment when he won the blocking battle and the night attack battle.

She knew that he was not because of the victory, but because of the soldiers, the sacrifices of the soldiers.

All victories are based on sacrifice.

Faced with the sacrifice, Tang Dao had tears in his eyes, but it is extremely rare for tears to flow like now.

As a well-trained special soldier, he was actually very seldom emotional. Even if his brother-in-arms died in his arms, he would just sit silently overnight.

The only time he got out of control was because the captain died in order to cover the retreat of him and his comrades. He sat in front of the captain's tombstone smoking and drinking all night, and shed tears all night.

Since then, he has become stronger and has gradually grown into the sharpest knife in the frontier military region.

Tang Dao once thought that he had been tempered, that he would not shed tears easily for anyone in this life, he thought that in this era, he was just a passerby, he was just a small bug from the sky, he just came to accompany some great people through this It was a dark but great age for the nation.

Everyone in the world knows that my country is a sleeping dragon and a phoenix on fire. It does not burn and cannot be reborn from nirvana.

But the blazing burning is endless pain and the cycle of life.

That is something that only people in this era can understand.

Therefore, Tang Dao grieved.

When the remnant soldiers on Height No. 3 yelled at him who was hundreds of meters away on the phone: "Fire! Fire! Fire me!", his body and heart trembled.

From Weidong to Cai Yongguan to Tudou to those ordinary soldiers who he can't name, none of them left their names in the time and space. And gradually forgotten by the descendants they once worked hard to protect.

Not many people will remember that time, the magnificent poison, will annihilate everything, family affection, love, hatred, everything will be annihilated in the peacefulness of singing and dancing.

Did they know they were doomed to be forgotten?They know, they know that in such a war, all of them will become nothing more than a series of numbers, and even at such a chaotic moment, as motley crews, they are nothing more than a luxury to become numbers.

In the future, it will be very good to have a record of a part of the 23rd Army fighting fiercely with the Japanese invaders in the Mouse Mountain area of ​​Guangde for several days.

But they, still at the last moment of the battle, did not choose to escape with their lives.

They can enter the forest from the back of the mountain. They have done well enough. With the strength of only two infantry companies, they blocked the attack of more than a thousand Japanese troops and the Jing'an army. They killed the enemy several times their own. They The casualties have already greatly exceeded the bottom line of casualties defined by the so-called collapse of morale in the Western world.

If they chose to retreat in the afternoon, no one, including Tang Dao, would blame them for this. They have done so well.

However, they still chose the last way.

Tang Dao believes that none of them want to die, they all want to live, who doesn't want to go back and see the parents who gave birth to me, who doesn't want to hug the child who rarely sees each other, and who doesn't want to hug the wife who works at home to raise the children and support their parents in arms.

They are all the most ordinary Chinese people. They may have thought about how to give their families a good life, but none of them want to die, let the old mother cry and blind her eyes, let the children never have a father, and let the wife have no husband. , the pair of mandarin ducks by the bed can only become lonely watchmen from now on.

But they still chose this way.

Because, otherwise, the Japanese army would easily occupy the position and use this as a base to indiscriminately kill and injure the other two highlands.They want to hold back the Japanese army on the ground, and use the courage to die together, telling them that the Chinese may be invincible, but they will never lack courage, never.

This is about the persistence of courage, even at the cost of life. At the same time, it is also a promise to those seriously wounded who sacrificed all their lives: brother, you have tried your best, but I can't let you live, then use Sacrifice to prove, I will not abandon!Let us hug each other and lie on the top of this small mountain, pillowing on the mountains and rivers of the motherland, bathing in the morning glow and rain, and waiting for the dawn!
Not a passer-by, not a spectator, not an accident, Tang Dao's long tears told him that he is in this era, no matter whether he is great after all or always ordinary, he will work with this era and the people of this era to break through the darkness , greet the dawn.

Those who stand beside him are not NPCs in the game, but brothers.

Only now, his brothers are gone, lying quietly on the hill that has almost turned into dust.

But as the commander, he must bravely set foot on it and take them away.

(End of this chapter)