It’s actually dark!
This was Boss Cao's first thought when he woke up from a coma!
Because, his eyes were completely dark. (Due to caching reasons, please visit the browser directly.\nCOM website to watch the fastest chapter updates)
But the fighting didn't seem to have stopped, because there was still a faint sound of explosions in his ringing ears, which should be the sound of mortar shells exploding.
In order to distinguish accurately, Boss Cao touched his ears with difficulty in the dark.
Fortunately, the ears are still intact, and the hands and feet can still move, and the hands can still touch the shell of his ears. Boss Cao feels a little more at ease, which means that he is at least whole, unlike those brothers who were sent to death with serious injuries.
, either an arm or a leg is missing.
After taking out the earplugs that had been put into my ears before the explosion, the sound of the shell exploding became a little clearer.
But why is it so dark today? It's so dark that there's not even a little light.
Boss Cao instinctively wanted to rub his eyes, but he touched a ball of flesh hanging on his face. It was greasy and seemed to still have liquid left on it.
A heartbreaking pain.
Boss Cao was stunned!
The pain was so extreme that it woke him up from his daze. Where was Squad Leader Tu?
The blast hole can withstand direct hits from the 75MM mountain cannon, but it cannot withstand the blows of the 105 howitzer. Fortunately, the shell exploded five meters away from the top of the blast hole. The violent energy will indeed be supported by sandbags, soil and logs.
The top of the shell-proof hole was pried open like a can, and the two soldiers who lost their protection were picked up by the air waves and thrown into the trench.
Boss Cao, who has personally experienced these scenes, naturally does not know about it. He only knows one thing: the distance between the two is not more than 3 meters, he is still alive, and Squad Leader Tu should also be alive!
"Squad leader, squad leader, squad leader Tu, Xiao Tu, where are you?" Boss Cao screamed as he kept groping with his hands on the ground.
But the voice that he shouted desperately was as light as a mosquito. Boss Cao may not even know that the high temperature caused by the violent air waves also burned his vocal cords.
"Where are you? You should tell me something!" Boss Cao, who had been groping in the dilapidated trench for a while, almost fell into despair and beat the ground in pain.
Blood flowed from the eye sockets!
It’s not blood and tears, it’s blood, blood!
Because the tear gland is gone!
At this time, it is still morning and the autumn sun is still bright!
But for Boss Cao, who has no pupils in his eye sockets, this life is full of darkness!
Otherwise, he would not have failed to see the young body buried in the dust he beat on the ground!
"Squad leader, is this the squad leader?" Soon, just by touch, Boss Cao felt the person buried in the dust.
He desperately used his hands to remove the floating soil and dug out the young sergeant whose entire body was buried in the floating soil, but no one responded to him.
"Squad leader, you are so good! Come on, come on! Come on, help me! Help me save people!" Boss Cao felt that his body was still warm, and then thought that the shells were still there.
There was an explosion, indicating that the position was still in the hands of their own people, so they shouted wildly.
But no one responded to him!
It wasn't that his voice was so quiet that no one heard him, but that there was no one else on the high ground except the two of them.
No one from the outside world could even see them. The entire mountain top was shrouded in thick smoke and dust.
A few hundred meters away, soldiers from the Chinese and Japanese armies were rushing towards us.
Whoever rushes to this highland first, this unknown highland that will definitely write a significant mark in the Sino-Japanese War in the future, will belong to him.
For this highland, China and Japan have paid 500 infantry casualties, 6 fighter planes and nearly a thousand artillery shells, including more than 200 105 howitzer shells. The other side has completely revealed its trump card, Bofors Mountain Artillery and
Dozens of 20mm machine guns and 7-heavy machine guns all showed their fangs!
Western precision artillery with a range of 9,000 meters and a 7mm heavy machine gun that can hit tanks and aircraft directly blinded Nagano Kameichiro's titanium dog eyes!
But obviously, the Japanese army had a greater advantage, because the Japanese army began to use mountain artillery to block the mountain ridges on both sides, and a mountain artillery position farther away began to bombard the high ground, forming a firepower network.
Perhaps, this kind of firepower network with the Chinese mountain artillery battery also starting to counterattack is not enough to completely block the actions of the Chinese soldiers, but it is certain to delay and block it.
No one can throw their lives into the barrage in vain, no matter how anxious the Chinese commander is.
As long as it can be delayed for twenty minutes, no, maybe five minutes is enough to change the outcome of the battlefield.
Even though the Chinese side also started bombarding with small-caliber mortars from 400 meters away on the slope, the calibers of the artillery used by both sides were completely different.
However, the commanders of both China and Japan may not have expected that it was not the elite soldiers of both sides who were running wildly, nor the determination and strength displayed by both sides, who dominated the ownership of this unknown highland.
Rather, it was the original garrison on this highland.
It's just that it's no longer one infantry squad, but two!
Unable to get help, Boss Cao used his fists as hammers to hit the young sergeant's chest. This was a first-aid method popularized by the medical company to the entire regiment's front-line troops to restore the stopped heartbeat!
"Ahem!" A rapid cough came from the mouth of the army sergeant.
"I'm alive, I'm alive, thank God!" Boss Cao cried with joy.
"If I don't live, I will be beaten to death by your old Cao!" The army sergeant who was coughing crazily complained about his uncle.
In fact, I also use this to express my joy!
At least, there are still two of them alive on the battlefield!
"Xiao Tu, why is it that it's already dark and you can't hear anyone else on the battlefield?" Boss Cao asked his doubts.
"What? God is not there." The Army sergeant raised his head, his throat was choked, but he could no longer speak.
One of Boss Cao's eye sockets is already a lake of flesh and blood, and there is still a lump of flesh covered in dust hanging under the other eye socket. What is that?
The two blood stains shed from the previous shouting in grief were still clearly hanging on his cheeks!
Then, the Army sergeant who lowered his head and was about to stand up saw one of his legs twisted weirdly. The corner of his eye twitched fiercely. He reached out to touch it, only to find that from the knee down, there was only a little bit of skin and tendons connected.
"Uncle, it's better now. One of us is blind and the other is lame. We are completely useless." The muscles on Tu Yunsheng's face twitched, but he decided to tell his comrades the truth.
"Are you blind?" Boss Cao touched his eye sockets in confusion, his fingers sticky to the touch.
"You mean, the eyeball is gone?" Boss Cao muttered to himself. "This thing probably won't fit in!"
The next moment, something happened that Tu Yunsheng didn't even expect. The brutal scene stimulated the scalp of the soldier who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
"It is said that the skin and skin of the body are affected by the parents. If you can't take it back, you can't throw it away." Boss Cao, whose face was already numb, pulled off the unnecessary but extremely important thing, opened his mouth, and swallowed it.
"Xiao Tu, get me some cloth, and I'll wrap a pack. Don't bleed to death before you kill the Japanese." Boss Cao, who was a little numbed by the fact that he was blind, actually had the guts at this time.
Almost pathologically sober.
"Uncle, are you okay?" The Army sergeant was so shocked by such a cruel scene that he even forgot about the fact that half of his legs were missing and asked subconsciously.
"If you're blind and you can't die, why can't you fight the Japanese?" Boss Cao showed the maturity of a middle-aged man at this time, trying hard to squeeze out a smile on his face to comfort his young squad leader.
"It's true that your young leg is broken. I don't know if you can win over your mother-in-law in the future. By the way, can you still shoot?"
"Of course you can!"
"Then I'll carry you on my back, stop when you say, leave when you say, and we'll fight the Japanese together!" Boss Cao, who swallowed his own eyeballs, patted his chest. "I don't dare to say anything else. You, Uncle Cao, I
The strength is still there."
"Okay!" The Army sergeant looked around with a sad face and responded in a low voice.
The trenches on the position have long been out of shape, and there are craters everywhere. No one has made a sound yet, which means that the other three have already
In fact, he had encountered this situation before he fell into coma, and it was already a miracle that the two of them were alive now.
At this time, although the three mortars of the 7th company continued to fire on the hillside, more than 200 Japanese troops, who had lost more than 70 people, were still charging towards the high ground, and they were less than 100 meters away from the top of the mountain.
"Onboard!" A Japanese captain who took off his helmet and wrapped his head in a white cloth waved his command knife forward and roared.
"Onboard!" the Japanese infantry shouted in agreement, charging with rifles in hand.
The high ground is already close! It will soon become their sweet trophy. All the Japanese infantrymen are filled with happiness.
After all, for this small highland, they had already suffered nearly 600 casualties. This horrific casualty rate far exceeded all battles recorded in the history of the Imperial Army.
This is because the Japanese army did not know that there were only 34 Chinese soldiers on this highland at most, otherwise they would have been even crazier.
That's a 40-to-1 troop strength ratio, and a 30-to-1 battle loss ratio.
"boom!"
A gunshot shattered all their dreams.
The Japanese captain stared blankly at the high ground where the smoke gradually dissipated.
It wasn't that he couldn't believe that there were Chinese people on the high ground at this time, but that a bullet flew from the thin smoke and hit him in the chest.
At a distance of less than 90 meters, although there was still smoke blocking the line of sight, it could not stop the angry bullets of a 'veteran' who had participated in countless bloody battles.
The Japanese captain's dull eyes finally disappeared, and his whole body fell to the sky like a piece of rotten wood!
The Japanese soldier, who was startled by the gunfire, just instinctively raised his gun. "Click, click, click!" A crisp sound of gunfire came.
That's the unique sound of the MP28 submachine gun.
A series of crisp gunshots were like a curse, and blood exploded on the bodies of several Japanese soldiers!
A submachine gun and a Czech semi-automatic rifle that the two soldiers carried when they hid in the shell-proof hole became their last weapons. The originally weak firepower was sufficient at this time because only one person could use it.
Moreover, this man also had a pair of legs that were strong enough to keep roaring and shooting, and then moved quickly to change positions amidst the Japanese fire.
Even more awesome is that the gun even seems to be able to change the magazine.
When the submachine gun's 20-round magazine is empty, the semi-automatic rifle's 10-round magazine will automatically replenish its firepower, and then it's the submachine gun again!
The offensive of more than a hundred Japanese troops was completely halted.
But compared to the shouting of "on board" ended, the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground were not afraid but confused.
"How did the Chinese who shot on the high ground survive such shelling?"
That kind of crazy bombing that destroys the world, not to mention people, even steel will be melted!
This may not only be the confusion of the Japanese, but also the soldiers of the 7th Company who were charging all the way on the back of the mountain were shocked.
"Quick, quick, quick!" The second lieutenant of the Sharp Blade Platoon, who was leading the team, had no time to say anything else. The three words "quick" were even spreading in the air, and he had already jumped several meters away.
There are actually still people alive in his Class 4, and they are still fighting.
If he didn't rescue them alive, he would never forgive himself in this life.
At that moment, the blazing Japanese artillery fire didn't seem so scary anymore.
Just through the deadly barrage, five soldiers of the 7th Company were permanently left on the running road.
However, when the soldiers of the 7th Company finally rushed to the high ground in one go and saw the soldier running wildly in the incomplete trench, everyone was stunned.
What a combination that is!
A soldier with his eyes covered with cloth, carrying a soldier with half a leg missing, was running in the trench, shooting.
The Japanese grenades exploded in the area where they had been before, causing smoke and mud to fly, but they seemed unaware of it and kept shooting and moving.
Until the second lieutenant platoon leader shouted: "Knife platoon, kill the enemy!"
"Kill!" dozens of soldiers shouted and rushed into the trenches, and fierce gunshots rang out.
The Japanese troops who were only 40 meters away from the top of the mountain were collectively beaten to the ground.
What they faced this time were the last two infantry squads in Li Jijin's hands and a support force composed of 10 elite veterans drawn from the sharp knife platoon. They had 10 submachine guns, 8 semi-automatic rifles, 3 light machine guns and an MG34
Heavy machine gun!
With this firepower, let alone more than a hundred of them, even if there were two or three times more people, they would not be able to charge forward.
At the same time, seeing three red signal flares fired in the direction of Highland 1, Leng Feng, who was 2,000 meters away, breathed a sigh of relief and ordered coldly: "The battalion's artillery company will fully support Highland 1 and beat back the Japanese."
Highland 1 was still in the hands of the 7th Company. This was something that even Leng Feng had not expected. Originally, he had already thought about how to dispatch the reserve team and requested the Mountain Artillery Company and the Heavy Force Company to conduct a covering attack on the highland.
The Japanese had heavy artillery, and so did the Four Troops. The worst they could do was to take turns bombarding the mountain tops, and whoever hit them would die.
This is the exchange that the commander least wants to see on the battlefield, but when the battle has reached this point, the commander can no longer tolerate the slightest mercy.
Exchanging lives and consuming lives is actually the essence of war!
Three howitzers joined in the bombardment of the hillside, and bomb flowers bloomed less than sixty or seventy meters away from the top of the mountain.
Compared with the error of a howitzer fired thousands of meters away, the error of a mortar fired in a parabolic pattern is much smaller and will never exceed 20 meters. It is the sharpest firearm for supporting and attacking infantry in the mountains.
Seeing that his own soldiers were completely suppressed by the firepower from the top of the mountain, and then each soldier was knocked away by the Chinese artillery fire, the cold-blooded Yokoyama Sawa could only helplessly wave his hand and order a temporary retreat.
If he does not retreat, he will have to pay another 200 casualties in front of this hellish highland, which means that the casualties in this highland attack battle commanded by him personally will increase to more than 700, a casualty rate of more than 60%, basically
His name can already be written into the history of the Imperial Army.
On the top of the mountain!
"The platoon leader is here!" Hearing the familiar shout and the familiar sound of semi-automatic rifle shooting, the two soldiers' tense nerves relaxed.
Boss Cao, who had been relying on his breath to hold on, his legs gave out, and he rolled down in the trench with the army sergeant.
"Haha, Xiaotu, uncle didn't embarrass you!" Boss Cao, who was lying on the ground, gasped and laughed.
"Uncle, we in Class 4 are lucky to have you!" the Army sergeant, who was also breathing heavily, replied solemnly.
"What a pity! It's just you and me in Class 4, both of us are disabled!" Boss Cao suddenly felt sad.
However, under the cloth stained red by blood, no more tears could be shed.
"What's wrong with the disability?" Tu Yunsheng, who was lying side by side with Boss Cao in the dilapidated trench, could only try to comfort him. "Look, don't we cooperate very well? Let me tell you, we just killed at least 7 Japs, and the bonus was given to both of us.
half each!"
"That's okay. 7 yuan is enough for your sister-in-law to arrange the life of the family for half a year. Maybe she can also eat a few meat meals. Let me tell you! The little boy in my family loves meat most. Last time
When I came home, he even yelled at me to kill the Japanese so that I could buy meat for him." Speaking of his youngest son, Boss Cao's mouth twitched, and he managed to pull out a trace of warmth.
The youngest baby in the family will always be the softest corner of my father's heart.
When a child can eat the fat meat he dreams of, it is the brightest light in his father's eyes.
At that moment, it seemed that being blind was no big deal.
"Yes! I promise that my little nephew will have a good meal of meat and fat." Tu Yunsheng hugged his uncle and comrades beside him tightly. "I also promise that we can still fight the Japanese together. From now on, I am yours.
Eyes, you are my legs."
However, Boss Cao, who had lost his eyesight, could not see the young sergeant squad leader who was trying to comfort him, but his face was shockingly pale.
That's a symptom of massive blood loss!
Following Boss Cao's example, in order not to delay the action, the Army sergeant used a knife to chop off the calf with only some muscle attached, and then wrapped the horrific wound with military uniform.
"Xiao Tu, Lao Cao." The second lieutenant platoon leader, who was running over with his arms bent, saw exactly this scene. As soon as he called out their names, he choked up and could no longer say a complete sentence.
The last two soldiers of his 4th squad, one had his eyes covered with bleeding, and the other had completely lost half of his leg!
But this combination, which was just enough for one person, suppressed more than 100 Japanese soldiers for more than 8 minutes!
"Platoon leader, tell Lao Cao, can we still fight the Japanese?" The pale-faced army sergeant was already furious.
The originally strong second lieutenant burst into tears instantly!
That was a scene he would never forget in his life!
His Class 4 is made of steel poured into iron!
His high ground will never fall!
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ps: I arrived in Hefei at 8pm last night and wrote a chapter overnight. I hope you like it.
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