Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 646
Feeling the tenderness from Tantai Mingyue, and looking at the soldiers still waiting in the trenches outside the headquarters, Tang Dao's heart gradually settled down.

The dead are dead, but there are still more people alive. They may not be called elites now, but they already have the determination to fight. In the days to come, they will drive more people, Go to battle with them.

In this long war, the Japanese army was killed more, until one day, they left with countless small wooden boxes.

Because, this is not just a sacrifice, but also a victory.

The victory obtained by sacrificing one's life is precious!

He rubbed his face fiercely with his hands, rubbing the hot tears and the unfinished gunpowder smoke on his face, and looked back at the several subordinates who stood solemnly waiting for him.

"Let's go, you guys go with me, visit the wounded soldiers, and go to Height No. [-]!"

"Yes! Sir!" Lei Xiong and the others stood at attention and saluted.

The station where the medical team is located should be the most strictly protected area.

It was a natural karst cave. Outside the entrance of the cave, there was not only an infantry platoon digging trenches for tight guarding, but also enough camouflage. There was an additional infantry company scattered around it to prevent sneak attacks by small groups of troops touched by the Japanese army. .

Seeing Tang Dao walking quickly, the soldiers in the trench stood up straight from the trench and saluted their miracle-creating commander.

That can only be annotated with miracles.

News has come from the front that all the Japanese troops have retreated.

That was a Japanese army with nearly ten thousand troops, supported by planes and cannons, but they had no more than two thousand people, and their only support was the positions that took a day and a night to build.

The two sides are not on the same level at all, and all of them are ready to fight to the death. .

But the Japanese army retreated, after a day and a night of fighting.

If it hadn't been stipulated by Tang Dao that salutes are not allowed on the battlefield, the dozens of soldiers here would definitely use the etiquette among soldiers to express their highest respect for the commander.

Tang Dao nodded to the second lieutenant platoon leader who ran over, waved to the soldiers in the trench to signal everyone to relax, but turned his attention to a ragged soldier squatting at the entrance of the cave.

The soldier kept squatting at the entrance of the cave with his head in his arms, as if he didn't hear the footsteps of Tang Dao and others walking towards him.

"This stubborn boy, why is he still here? Didn't you ask you to take him to rest! What are you doing?" Lei Xiong couldn't help but frowned, and growled and questioned the infantry platoon leader who was standing upright.

"Deputy battalion, it's not that we don't want to! It's because this little guy didn't do it! You see, he basically didn't eat a single bite of the canned beef and steamed buns we prepared for him. He has been staying here since last night, saying We have to wait for his company commander and brothers to come out and eat together." The second lieutenant platoon leader explained with a bitter face.

"He doesn't even want to lie down on the quilt I prepared for him, he insists on squatting somewhere!"

Tang Dao had already recognized this thin soldier, and the full-scale rifle with a few traces of blood beside him was handed over to him by himself.

He waved his hand to stop the second lieutenant platoon leader from explaining with a little guilt, and strode forward until he walked up to Tudou.

"Soldier, report your serial number!"

Tudou, who had been holding his head in grief, heard a familiar voice, and suddenly looked up to see Tang Dao. Tears flowed down his eyes, and he jumped up and tried to stand up straight: "Report, sir, the Seventh Regiment of the 23th Division of the 145rd Army Company Private Zheng Chaoqian reports to you!"

"Very good! I haven't forgotten your serial number. You look like a soldier. But why did Deputy Battalion Commander Lei order you to rest, but you kept guarding here in violation of the order? I order you to rest immediately." Tang Dao nodded , said with a serious face, and turned to look at the second lieutenant platoon leader. "Take him to eat and sleep."

"Sir, I won't go. I want to wait here for the company commander and brothers. The nurses won't let me in, so I'll just wait for them here." Tudou stood stubbornly.

Anger appeared on Tang Dao's face. This could be regarded as a violation of the order before the battle. No matter what the reason was, it was not allowed.

Zhuang Shisan, who followed behind, tried his best to wink at the stubborn soldier. Although not all of them were killed in the battle on the No. 3 high ground, dozens of seriously injured people survived, but they were either missing arms and legs or had a few big holes in their bodies. All in all, this little guy is the only one who is whole. If he is subject to military law for violating orders, it won't be worth it.

"Sir, I beg you, the brothers of my two infantry companies on Height 3 are here if they can breathe. I have to stay with them here. If they live, I will give them water. If they die, I will give them Wipe your face and let them clean up and get on the road, that's all I have to do with my brothers." Tudou, who felt Tang Dao's anger, begged.

Tang Dao felt another grief in his heart!
Of course he knew what Xiaobing was thinking.

That's because he doesn't want to be alone!Every wounded soldier who was robbed survived, for him, it was an extra piece of warmth from his comrades.

That's why he didn't want to leave here.

"I can completely understand your mood, but you also have to trust the medical staff, they will do their best." Tang Dao's face softened again. "Also, you don't have to go too far, just stay here, eat something, and take a rest. I believe that if your brothers wake up, they won't want to see you in a miserable state, don't you?"

"Yes, sir!" With tears streaming down Tudou's face, he finally let go and stopped insisting. He stood at attention and gave Tang Dao a military salute.

Tang Dao's face returned to seriousness.

It's over, this little soldier has violated the military order again.Master Zhuang felt a little bitter in his heart.

As the only survivor on Height No. 3, Zhuang Shisan, the chief of staff, has already thought about how to set him as an example, and he has been prepared to be promoted to the rank of private.

Then he knew that he kept making mistakes, and he was still in front of Tang Dao.

But Tang Dao's performance was obviously different from what he had imagined.

"You and your comrades-in-arms have done a good job. Because of your tenacity, we won this blocking battle." Tang Dao said suddenly. "Here, please accept our salute on their behalf!"

"Salute!" Tang Dao roared softly.

Standing at attention, an army colonel saluted a lowly second-class soldier.

He deserves it, and his comrades deserve it even more.

After a brief shock, a group of lieutenant colonels and majors behind Tang Dao, including second lieutenants and soldiers in the trench, stood up straight and saluted the bewildered Tudou.

After a while, Tudou, who was saluted by a large group of soldiers, finally realized.

It was not being saluted by the most noble etiquette of soldiers by a group of officers and colleagues, but what Tang Dao said just now, victory.
"Sir, did we win this battle?" Tudou asked blankly.

"Yes, we won." A smile appeared on Tang Dao's face.

"If we hadn't won the battle and the Japanese had already retreated, then my salute would be illegal, wouldn't it?"

The Japanese army had retreated for more than an hour, but no one dared to say victory before Tang Dao actually announced.The main reason is that the Japanese still have cannons. What if the big guys jumped into the trenches and cheered excitedly, what if the Japanese came with a burst of cannons?
If it fell before dawn, Tang Dao didn't want to see it.

Therefore, until he came here, Tang Dao kept suppressing the news of victory. Now, in order to prevent this soldier from being punished by military law, Tang Dao can only announce.

Of course, the scouts had just sent a signal, and the Japanese army had already retreated two kilometers away, and the threat was completely lifted.

The soldiers here are entitled to enjoy the taste of victory.That is what they paid for with blood, including the people who are buried here, they need to hear the cry of victory.

"Sir, have we really won?" The second lieutenant platoon leader's lips were trembling with excitement.

"Yes, we won." Tang Dao nodded.

"Heavy rain, blow the trumpet to inform the whole army that we have won."

The sound of the trumpet resounded through the hills.

"Won!"

"we won!"

Potato and a group of soldiers repeated nervously with their lips trembling.

Perhaps it was because the impact of the news was so great that no one cheered in the trenches for a long time, but they were all murmuring in disbelief.

Until Tudou suddenly ran to an open space outside the trench, facing the direction of No. 3 highland, howled like a wolf: "Brothers of the seventh company and the ninth company, did you hear me? We won, Beat the devil away."

"Win, I won!"

"The devil is defeated!"

The soldiers jumped out of the trenches with their guns in hand, stood on the top of the mountain, roaring and shouting towards the mountains.

The hissing and roaring of dozens of people startled the rest of the soldiers, and when they were sure that it was the roar of their own people, and heard the trumpet that represented victory, a moment later, they also joined the ranks of madly screaming for victory.

The cheers of more than a thousand people disturbed the two highlands. The faces of hundreds of people were so dirty that their eyes and eyebrows could hardly be distinguished. Many of them were tattered men in dark blue jackets, as if they were crazy. Just jumping and shouting on the top of the mountain.

The huge roar of 2000 people exploded in the hills.

They raised their guns high and roared loudly at the direction in which the Japanese soldiers were leaving.

Even Tantai Mingyue, like the soldiers around her, shouted loudly.

Only this time, she didn't take a pen, but held her own Browning and held it high to the sky, her fair face flushed red.

The pen cannot defeat the enemy, but the gun can.

Here, the Japanese army crashed into the sand;

Here, the Japanese army dropped their helmets and unloaded their armor;

Here, the Japanese army returned without success;

"I won, but Chen Sanguo, Maziguo, you didn't see it!" Tudou covered his face and cried bitterly.

Shouting and shouting, more people had tears flowing wantonly on their faces.

Those were not tears of happiness, but tears of sorrow.

How sad it is to taste the victory without the company of many brothers.

They stood here, cheering for victory, but they were lying in the cold mud.

bro can you hear me

we won!
You must hear it, because you are here, never far away.

No. 3 Highland is silent, but the wind is buzzing!
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PS: I have something to do during the day, so the update is late!
(End of this chapter)