Rise From Eight Hundred

When encountering a crisis, leave some people to fight back and give more people a chance to survive.

This is the most commonly used method by the Chinese military and the most effective method.

Tang Dao gave up.

It's not that he hasn't learned to be cold yet, but the fact that there are chilled Japanese artillerymen ahead provides him with a small inspiration.

Under his order, the entire suicide squad turned around 300 meters away from the hillside where the Japanese artillery took shelter and hid in the dense forest.

And he led an infantry platoon from the 2nd company to the rear of the entire army, cleared away the traces of the entire army hiding in the dense forest, and then continued to move forward.

Within ten minutes, the vanguard of the Japanese army, led by wolves and dogs, found this place.

At this time, it was already close to five o'clock in the morning. Just because it was winter and the day dawned late, the forest was still dark and the visibility was extremely poor...

At the position where Tang Dao divided his troops, he deliberately scattered a small number of hemostatic packs dropped by the wounded. The strong smell of blood made the wolf dog spin around in circles for a few times, and finally chose to lead an infantry squadron of Japanese troops forward.

Because he found the hemostatic pack and bandage, the Japanese squadron leader who led the team knew that the person he was chasing might not be far away, so he ordered the entire army to be silent and extinguished most of the flashlights, leaving only a few for lighting on the road.

Of course they don't know that they are about to meet their artillery colleagues who are like little quails.

For Yanagawa Kazuo, who was also hiding in the woods of the mountain col, the cannon was gone anyway, and the most important thing was that he must still be alive.

The constant explosions on the other side of the mountain reminded him that the Chinese were still there, and they might pursue them into the mountains at any time.

What he and the artillerymen needed most now was time.

It would still be a full hour and a half before dawn, and only by waiting until dawn could he dare to ensure that he and his men were completely safe.

The darkness not only made the hiders feel safe, but also gave them a strong sense of fear. It was in this conflicting emotion that they heard the sound of a large number of people walking in the dense forest from afar.

"Baga! The damn Chinese are still chasing here. Aren't they afraid of being surrounded by the imperial army on the mountain?" After hearing the report from his subordinates, Yanagawa Kazuo's preconceptions can be imagined.

The Chinese's tactics of sneak attack on artillery positions and blowing up artillery can be considered a complete success. Why do they still insist on insisting on personnel?

how to say! It is a state of mind that combines fear, grief, anger, and powerlessness.

The extreme mentality led Yanagawa Kazuo and the frustrated artillerymen to decide to fight for their own destiny. After all, the blood of samurai flowed in their bodies, and they were never willing to become lambs to be slaughtered.

"Baga! Gather the imperial warriors with guns and fight the damn Chinese. Tell them that the imperial infantry will come to support immediately when they hear the sound of gunfire." Yanagawa Kazuo gritted his teeth and gave the order.

Even if it is not because he wants to kill the enemy, but because of himself, he still has to fight this battle. The frightened Japanese army also understands this simple truth.

The death squads led by Tang Dao attacked the Japanese artillery positions from three directions. The defeated soldiers on the Japanese artillery positions could only retreat in one direction. This also allowed Yanagawa Kazuo to gather more than 1,300 artillerymen and dozens of guards. Squadron Infantry.

Of course, because of the special nature of artillery, they can have rifles in their hands, but there are many three or four hundred people who have pistols. Don't even think about light and heavy machine guns, but this is the configuration of force, especially now that it is necessary Driven by the mentality of fighting to the death, it is not that anyone can be defeated easily.

In the thick darkness, the faint light of several flashlights flickered. The sound of the pursuing Japanese soldiers breathing heavily was carried hundreds of meters away by the mountain wind. The clicking sound of dead trees being trampled made people involuntarily increase their vigilance.

"Bang!" Someone couldn't help but fired first. It was the sound of a Chinese formal rifle.

Then there was a burst of gunfire, and the light of the flashlight that was flashing just now was instantly extinguished.

The Japanese artillerymen who were still waiting in full formation were obviously a little confused. They had not received the order to launch the attack yet!

However, the machine rifle bullets raining down from more than 100 meters away did not allow them to think too much and they subconsciously fired back!

Although the pursuing Japanese army suddenly encountered a blow, and at least three people were killed in the blow, the commander of the Japanese army was actually extremely happy.

Because, judging from the density of gunfire, there were about two to three hundred people, which was in line with their assumptions about the strength of the Chinese troops.

Although the sounds of gunfire are mainly Type 38 rifles, it is normal. The Type 38 rifle is an extremely excellent rifle. It is only normal for the Chinese to equip their elite troops with such guns.

Now, he just wants to hold on to this group of Chinese people and prevent them from escaping. When the main force surrounds them, they will be unable to escape.

谷/span\u003e So the Japanese troops lay down on the spot and fired at the grieving and angry Japanese artillerymen without even using their grenade launchers. They were afraid that the firepower would be too fierce and destroy this group of Chinese who were stubbornly resisting. Scared away.

Of course, don't rush to use flares until the main force surrounds them and launches a general attack.

Therefore, they naturally would not see a few guys in dark blue military uniforms crawling on the ground in the dense forest where the two armies were firing, moving slowly into the forest on the flanks until they were completely out of the area of ​​fighting between the two sides.

Tang Dao stayed here just to add fuel to their fire.

In a fight, one of the parties has to be the first to slap someone, right? Otherwise, how can you greet me with Wangbaquan?

More than 300 meters away, Yang Xiaoshan looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"Hey, kid, have you learned a new trick? Don't be in a daze, run quickly! Don't wait for the little Japanese to come to your senses, you will have to salute me again." Li Jiujin grinned and chuckled.

"Yes! Speaking of this, old squad leader, you haven't returned my salute just now!" Yang Xiaoshan, who had put his mind at ease, also joked with Li Jiujin rarely.

"Get lost, at that time you kid thought I was dead, turned around and ran away. Tsk tsk, are you afraid to let me see your snot bubbles?" Li Jiujin laughed and teased.

Yang Xiaoshan rolled his eyes and ignored his two-faced old squad leader. Just now, he, the new platoon leader, cried miserably in front of his soldiers.

Fortunately, Commander Tang was there! Looking at the battlefield where the two Japanese armies were fighting fiercely, Yang Xiaoshan's eyes were filled with admiration, and at the same time, he felt an indescribable loss.

Because Tang Dao once said that he would grow into an excellent soldier who could catch up with his soldiers, but he felt that after experiencing so many battlefields, the distance between him and the excellent and brilliant Tang Dao was not only not shortened, but even farther.

Is it because I am not good enough?

This made Yang Xiaoshan feel powerless.

"Boy, what are you thinking about! Let's go!" Li Jiujin keenly felt the emotional changes of his soldiers at that moment.

"Don't wait for the commander?" Yang Xiaoshan pointed to the dense forest under his feet.

"Commander, why are you worried? With the commander's mind and skills, the Japanese devils have to practice for a few more years if they want to hurt him." Li Jiujin grinned.

"Well! I know that the commander is very strong, and I don't know who is qualified to be like him." Yang Xiaoshan nodded.

"Are you envious? Hey, you silly boy, as the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times, and the commander is that kind of person. Don't say that you, a little kid, haven't seen such a person. Even in the past ten years since I joined the army, I have seen many regiment commanders and division commanders, but no one can be like him, who can fight and plan to cheat people.

Don't always think about catching up with him, just work hard and become a hero like Deputy Battalion Commander Lei." Li Jiujin smiled slightly and comforted his soldiers.

If it weren't for Tang Dao, who would make a soldier who had been in the army for ten years and had already seen through life and death choose to send himself to a dead end?

People will see whether it is worth it or not when they do something. Li Jiujin himself certainly knew that when he made that choice, he did not hesitate or regret at all, because he felt that it was worth it!

All these changes started when he met Tang Dao. Li Jiujin was too clear about his psychological changes.

Tang Dao was not only ridiculously strong, but more importantly, his military temperament of defending the country and the people and willing to give everything made Li Jiujin understand what the mission of a soldier was.

As he was talking, Tang Dao came back with several soldiers.

Knowing that the Tang sword had returned, the morale of the entire army was greatly boosted.

Their commander had accomplished an incredible tactical task, turning the crisis into an opportunity, and actually let the two Japanese troops in the dark fight each other, while they were able to withdraw.

In other words, this was no longer a tactic, but almost like magic.

Magic that reached its peak in seconds!

The Chinese soldiers on the hillside quietly carried their equipment to the other side of the mountain.

A few hundred meters away, the two Japanese troops were fighting more and more fiercely. Provide you with the fastest update of Rising from Eight Hundred, Chapter 643 Magic is free to read.