"Brother Shanzi, promise me something!"
After dozens of seconds of silence, the Army sergeant, whose eyes had completely darkened, suddenly spoke softly.
"You said it." The Army Captain lowered his head and smoked heavily, replying dully.
"You are the company commander. I told the brothers about this, but I never told you. You know about my unmarried wife." The Army sergeant said about his unmarried wife, who was swollen.
A trace of tenderness appeared on the ugly face.
"Well, I know that Sannier from the next village is good-looking, and I heard that she is also a good hand in running the house. Your child is so lucky to have such a marriage." A trace of sadness flashed in the army captain's eyes, and he spoke in his mouth.
But he was praising his young fiancée.
He knew very well in his heart that the marriage was a good one, but whether his friend could go back alive to get married was still unknown. It was not just whether he could bring someone to carry Fa Xiao back, but also whether Fa Xiao's injuries were almost gone.
Maybe it would be a miracle to see the sunset tomorrow and be able to speak now.
"Yes! Sannier is famous for her beauty from all over the country. The fact that she can like me is a blessing that I, Sun Dakui, have accumulated over many lifetimes." Hearing his friend and superior officer praise his fiancée, in the eyes of the army sergeant
Shine brightly.
"But I'm afraid I won't be able to go back."
"Brother Shanzi, I know that my injuries are too serious. Even gods can't save me. Even if the brothers try their best to drag me back, there is a high probability that I will still be a corpse." The army sergeant stretched out his hand and shook it gently.
Shake the hand of an army captain.
His hands were very cold! Life was flowing out of this seriously injured soldier's body.
"Black skin." The army captain felt sad in his heart and had a lump in his throat, but he could not be comforted.
"I just want to beg you, Brother Shanzi."
"Don't worry, if you leave, I will treat Sannier as my own sister, provide her with enough living expenses every month, and will never wrong her," the army captain replied solemnly.
"No, Sannier is stubborn. She thinks that she is already married to me when we get engaged. When you go home to visit the bride, help me tell her personally that I, Zhou Dakui, had a crush when I was serving in the army. I fell in love with her.
She is someone else, and whoever she marries from now on has nothing to do with my Zhou family." The expression on the Army Sergeant's face was a little distorted, and he was obviously in great pain.
That may not only be physical, but more from the heart.
"In addition, ask my parents to give half of my pension to Sannier, as compensation for Zhou Dakui's regretful marriage." The army sergeant's voice suddenly became weak.
The Army Captain's eyes narrowed and he felt something was wrong. He turned around and looked carefully, only to see that the Army Sergeant had quietly stabbed a bayonet into his left atrium.
"Heipi, you're crazy, are you crazy?" The army captain's eyes were splitting, and he was shocked and regretful. He rushed over and tried his best to cover the wound caused by the bayonet, roaring angrily.
His original intention was to come see his brothers and say goodbye to his best brothers before breaking out, but he didn't expect that he would force his best brothers to death.
"Brother Shanzi, let me go! That injury is really painful. I've been calling my mother all night. I'm afraid my mother will feel distressed if she really hears it." The dying army sergeant's eyes were filled with tears.
He started to turn upwards, but the expression on his face miraculously remained peaceful.
Perhaps it was because he once again saw the entrance to the village that he had dreamed of in his dying dream!
There, his parents were busy in the fields, his fiancée was washing clothes in the courtyard, there were familiar earthen cave dwellings, and there was bright sunshine.
Feeling the Army Sergeant in his arms slowly exhale his last breath, his whole body suddenly became heavy. The Army Captain, who fell into extreme grief, raised his head to the sky, trying his best not to let the tears in his eyes turn into tears and wet his face.
After a long while, the army captain gently laid down the corpse of his comrade in his arms and said farewell with a military salute. It was normal, but surprisingly he said sorry.
No one knows why he said sorry, was it because he was forced by the situation to "force" his closest comrade to death, or because of something else. Maybe no one except the person involved himself knew what he was thinking.
The answer to the mystery was not solved until a long time later by Erdan, a soldier who survived the war.
He said he was sorry because the army captain knew that he could not personally help his brother fulfill his last wish.
Because, he cannot leave this position.
From the moment he decided to defend the shell hole, he had already decided that as the company commander, he would live and die together with his brothers who could not leave!
He will live and die with this battlefield where he lost nearly a hundred of his brothers!
Only in this way will he not have to live with lifelong guilt.
Death was the most cowardly way this Chinese soldier chose to face difficulties.
Indeed, he is a coward. He used the simplest way to avoid the nightmare that might haunt him throughout his life.
However, who can blame him?
In order for the living to continue living, as a commander, he must give up some other living people. This is a choice he must make.
But those who are alive, should they be abandoned?
It shouldn’t be!
As the commander who made this cruel decision, he chose to accompany them to welcome the bloody rising sun.
He lived up to everyone and used his young life as a bargaining chip.
In the end, the last 17 soldiers on Highland 7324, led by the last sergeant squad leader, and 10 people, used rifles and military uniforms stripped from the dead soldiers to make stretchers and carried the most likely survivor.
The five seriously wounded soldiers who came down formed a commando team with the remaining seven, using the last three light machine guns, two submachine guns, and two shell guns on the position to form the strongest firepower, along the gap in the encirclement that was covered by 15 minutes of artillery fire.
,charge!
There is no evasion except picking up the gun and shooting, just move forward, forward, and forward again.
Dying is difficult, but surviving is not easy either.
This is the battlefield.
All 17 people knew that their lives not only belonged to themselves, but also to their company commanders and those seriously injured brothers who climbed out of the shell holes and entered the trenches.
They have to live for those who voluntarily give up hope of survival, with their responsibilities and their yearning for the future.
They survived and saw their own people alive.
At great risk, more than two hundred officers and soldiers left their positions to come to meet them. When they saw them, they laughed at first, but then they started to cry.
The 200 officers and soldiers who came were from the same infantry battalion, and forty of them were the seeds left behind by the infantry company. It was because of their strong request to fight that they were allowed by the regiment headquarters to participate in supporting our own soldiers in the battle.
Of course they would smile when they saw familiar faces and heard familiar voices, but when they asked about the other breakout teams in the company, they were told that this was the only team in the company.
Only 13 people were able to break out of the encirclement and reach here. During the battle to break out of the encirclement, four more people, including the sergeant squad leader, died on the spot.
Including the 5 seriously injured people who were still on stretchers, only 18 of the company could return from the high ground alive during this battle.
As for the company, including the captain who refused to leave his seriously wounded soldiers, 84 people died! Not even a single officer, including the noncommissioned officer squad leader, survived, and the company's highest-ranking officer only had a second lieutenant platoon leader on the high ground.
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How could the soldiers not burst into tears?
The continued gunfire on the high ground the next day told all the Chinese soldiers who had evacuated that the army captain who chose to live and die with his brothers who were not allowed to leave would not die easily.
You can take his life, but if the Japanese want it, you have to pay the price.
The army captain used a light machine gun, a shell gun and more than 20 rifles left behind to form a defensive position.
The remaining dozen or so seriously injured people are also defensive points, but what they have to do is simpler than their company commander. There is no need to shoot. Each of them has four grenades strapped to them. They only need to jump before the Japanese
Just pull the string when you are in the trench and near them.
The trenches were littered with corpses, both Chinese and Japanese. Even reloading the corpses might not guarantee absolute safety.
Simple and easy tactics.
Yamashita was going crazy.
In six days and nights of fighting, the Second Mixed Brigade suffered more than 4,600 casualties, of which nearly half were killed. However, in the end, less than half of them broke into the Chinese defensive positions.
Even if he changed his tactics on the third day and no longer blindly dispatched the two main infantry regiments, but mixed in the second-line troops of the baggage regiment and the engineering regiment to participate in the battle, the main casualties on the battlefield in the following days were
The force comes from the second line of troops, and the two infantry regiments under his command still have 4,000 infantry available.
But for the Second Mixed Brigade, which has a total strength of 13,000, this casualty rate is actually considered a loss.
However, Yamashita himself knew very well that he could not retreat for the sake of the pie drawn by the commander.
His only hope is to break through this line of defense and kill the more than 20,000 Chinese troops in front of him.
Victory can cover up all ugliness!
But Yamashita didn't expect that the Chinese would actually run away. This was originally a secretly gratifying thing. Breaking through the defense line and conducting a thorough sweep of the Chinese people in the mountainous area that could no longer be defended could be regarded as completing the combat mission set before the war.
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If the merits and demerits balance out, that poisonous pie may be able to move from dream to reality.
However, the Chinese troops that had already begun to evacuate took advantage of the darkness at night to use artillery fire to cover the escape of the remaining Chinese troops on the high ground.
Doesn’t this mean that he doesn’t take Yamashita seriously? How could he be so proud as Yamashita?
Therefore, under the order of Yamashita, who was unwilling but secretly happy, the Japanese army also launched a counterattack.
Not only did they want to pursue and defeat the Chinese army, but they also wanted to prevent the Chinese who had caused them enough suffering from running away.
Thus, their combat mission was half completed.
It is impossible to defeat the Chinese army. The evacuation of the Chinese army was premeditated. They fortified themselves layer by layer and gave the Japanese army a head-on blow. The Japanese infantry, which had no air superiority, once again deeply realized that without the help of aircraft, in this mountainous area
, they really are nothing.
But they succeeded in evacuating some of the Chinese soldiers who were stranded on the highlands, which was considered to have fulfilled the wish of a certain arrogant man.
As a result, a scene that shocked the Japanese army appeared. By daylight, there were still several Chinese people on the high ground who were unable to retreat, perhaps because of their determined counterattack. Since they were surrounded and unable to move, they were just holding on to the same place!
If they want to pass, they have to fight as hard as before.
Is the brigade commander a pig? Do we have to go drink tea with Amaterasu? I don’t know how many Japanese soldiers secretly complained in their hearts.
This battle really chilled the hearts of countless Japanese soldiers.
They are not afraid of death, but they really don't want to die.
"Baga!" Yamashita was so angry that he raised his knife again and caused indescribable friction with the sapling of Taihang Mountain.
This is really shooting yourself in the foot.
The gunfire on Highland 7324 did not end until noon.
But this was not the final answer for the Chinese soldiers who stayed on the high ground. The five boxes of grenades that could not be moved were detonated.
Except for the Japanese army, no one knows how the Chinese soldier, who had been wounded all over his body and died not long ago, calmly took the last puff of his cigarette and shouted: "Heipi, Zhang Laosan, brothers, go home!"
The white-headed general who was busy writing in the distance heard the sound like spring thunder, then returned to silence, and the pen tip stayed on the paper for more than ten seconds without moving.
As he lowered his head, the ink words that had been written began to soak in lightly.
The general knew that a long list of names would be added to the list of dead around him.
A few years later, Erdan, who had been promoted to the company commander, took advantage of his family vacation and did not return home. Instead, he went to the army captain's hometown and recounted the last words of Second Lieutenant Zhou Dakui to the woman who was nearly 26 years old but had not yet married.
"Sannier, I really want to have a family with you and have a lot of fat babies, but there is no way. No one can farm well and support the family unless the Japanese devils are beaten away.
I'm going to die, and I hope you can find a good family to marry, live a good life, have a baby, and let the baby burn some yellow paper on my grave to tell me, this is my last wish."
This was not Erdan's tampering, but the company commander's holding a gun to the head of the sergeant and squad leader who refused to accept the order, and asking them to write down their last words one by one.
"Whoever survives must take these last words home. This is not an order, but a request. Otherwise, never mention my name forever." The army captain who put away his gun turned and left without a military salute.
The remaining 17 soldiers, including 5 seriously injured soldiers, saluted with tears streaming down their faces.
After all, the army captain didn't want to break the heart of the woman who was waiting for her fiancé to return at home. If the wedding was gone, her fiancé could not be gone either, even if he was dead.
The woman burst into tears. This was the second time she cried after receiving the news that her fiancé had been killed in action, because she could not stay in grief for a long time. After her fiancé’s parents heard the news that their son had been killed in action, they became bedridden.
As the eldest daughter-in-law of this family, she must take on the important responsibility of taking care of her elders and younger siblings.
Although the 100-yuan pension arrived two years late, it is still there, and it can at least support the family's expenses for several years.
However, she couldn't satisfy her fiancé's wish. She became his fiancée at the age of 18, and it has been eight years now. At 26, she is an older woman in the countryside, and she has the title of widow. Who will marry her?
No one marries the baby from there!
She had a baby. Four years later, Erdan, who had been promoted to a battalion commander of a certain unit of the Chinese People's Army, once again used a rare vacation to visit his company commander's hometown.
However, this time, he did not come alone, but was accompanied by several generals. That was the only request he made after repeatedly achieving military exploits, not wanting gold, silver, or even being promoted to military rank.
He wants to fulfill his comrade's last wish.
Zhao Shoushan, who had been promoted to the commander of a certain army, came to propose marriage in person. Erdan used the military salary he had saved over the years as a betrothal gift to marry his elder sister, who was already over thirty years old, and adopted six old people as his parents.
From then on, he will bear the burden of four families.
Unfortunately, this battalion commander, like his squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander, became a 'betrayal' person.
After only two years of happy life, the rumble of cannons was heard again from the north of the motherland.
Kowtowed to say goodbye to all the parents, kissed the little face of the fat boy who only knew how to babbling, broke free from the hand of his wife who was reluctant to leave, and stepped on the train without looking back, heading for the snowy fields thousands of miles away.
From now on, I will never return.
As a son, husband, and father, there is no doubt that he is unqualified, but as a soldier, it has been difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety since ancient times. He has only one choice, to commit himself to the country!
Because this is what his squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander used to do.
What he is doing now is just following in their footsteps.
How could his son live in peace without facing the enemy's fierce bayonet with his own chest, without using his fists to face the greedy and ugly faces of the invaders?
The prerequisite for the dove of peace to soar in the sky is that it must kill all the eagles that covet this sky!
Hundreds of thousands of Chinese soldiers may have thought the same thing when they fell on that snowy field one after another!
Many years later, the gray-haired woman once again sent the young man to put on the green military uniform and board the green leather train with tears streaming down her cheeks.
That was already the third time in her short life. The first two times, no one came home. What about this time?
Fortunately, his fathers had sacrificed their lives for peace. For decades, no major country dared to act rashly. The only clown, the rising China, just waved its strong arms and hit their parents with two uppercuts.
Don't recognize them anymore.
For decades, he was not allowed to turn around.
As a wife, the white-haired woman shed all her tears!
As a mother, she finally welcomed her son back with a smile!
Big Fat Boy’s fathers’ sacrifices were not in vain.
They should be smiling too.
Just, in heaven.
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PS: Here’s this chapter! Feng Yue feels that it’s okay, but there’s still a little gap from what I imagined. I hope there will be improvement in the future!
This chapter has been completed!