Tudou kept shaking and he didn't even know how long he had been lying in the headquarters bunker. The huge explosion of artillery shells made him almost unable to hear any sound. He also didn't know when the headquarters would be hit head-on by a shell.
Then he will die painlessly.
This is not the first time he has heard such terrible artillery fire, but it is the first time he has been immersed in such terrible artillery fire. Although he was full of pride in the previous conversation with the squad leader, he must admit that under the artillery fire,
As it gradually became more intense, he was still timid and scared.
He huddled in the corner of the headquarters with his head in his hands, not even daring to raise his head. Especially after reporting to the battalion headquarters in the tunnel once and there was no sound on the phone, he basically never raised his head again.
The light inside the headquarters was extremely dark, and the light coming from the observation port was blocked by the thick gunpowder smoke outside the position. If it weren't for the thick gunpowder smoke and dust that rolled in from the observation port from time to time, and the uncontrollable violent coughing reminded him that he was still alive,
The youngest recruit in the third class even thought he had died in the shelling.
Tudou is the nickname given by the third squad to this recruit with a minimum of two years of military service.
Just because he cried when he ate the fat meat stewed with potatoes for the first time. He cried so hard that the veterans asked curiously for a long time before they found out from this recruit that he cried because he had never
He thought that the potatoes that he was tired of eating would taste so good when stewed with meat.
The potatoes he ate were all roasted black in the fire. As an orphan without a father or mother, he wandered around northern Sichuan and made a living by herding sheep and cattle. He once thought that roasted sweet potatoes and roasted potatoes were the best.
tasty.
Perhaps God feels it is unfair to Tudou. Although his life is not that good, the eighteen-year-old Tudou's body has extremely strong absorptive capacity. He has grown tall and strong just by relying on food that can make most people malnourished.
.Three years ago, I passed by the recruitment point of the Independent Regiment in Guangyuan County in ragged clothes. I was spotted by the company commander in charge of recruiting at a glance. After working as a young man for a year, the establishment of the Northern Sichuan Security Regiment and the base guard battalion required new recruits to be selected into the Independent Regiment.
Regimental formal soldier sequence.
Unexpectedly, when he first joined Class 3, he was made to cry by a meal of potato stewed with fat meat. Therefore, the nickname Tudou has always been with him, and no one calls his real name Cao Dazhuang.
While coughing violently, Tudou raised his head again and shook his dizzy head. Tudou couldn't help but shed tears again. Although the most common words he heard from the squad leader and veterans in the army were:
A good man bleeds but does not shed tears, but he still wants to cry.
He is alive, but where is the squad leader? Where is Brother Mouse? Where are the four-year veteran? Are they still alive? Such a terrible bombardment, without the strongest headquarters in the entire position as a bunker, they must be dead.
They were all stronger than him, a new recruit, but they all left this place that should be considered the safest place in the entire position. How could Tudou, who was so sad, not cry?
It seemed that the kid's bombardment was not as strong as before. His ears were constantly roaring and he could hardly hear any other sounds. Tudou, who could only rely on his own senses, felt that the vibrations and shaking were much lighter.
Thinking of his mission to stay in the position, and of the squad leader and brothers leaving here in order to keep him in the safest place, Tudou, who still had tears on his face, mustered up the courage to get up and crawl to the observation port.
, trying to open his eyes wide and look at the battlefield filled with smoke.
As long as he is alive, he cannot let them down.
At the same time, Captain Matsuda, who was full of unlucky halo attributes, and his mount led a group of shirtless men to the edge of the battlefield.
The Japanese artillery regiment's howitzer group had been notified ten minutes ago, and the number of guns fired had changed from 12 to 6, and then gradually to 4.
Although the forty-odd Japanese soldiers who had been brainwashed by the Communist Party came with dreams in mind, they were definitely not stupid. Starting from 600 meters, the distance between the individual soldiers was lengthened. The farthest was more than 30 meters.
Avoid being hit by your own side's exaggeratedly powerful howitzers.
Even so, a grenade that fell on the hillside still took away the lives of four unlucky guys. Second Lieutenant Matsuda, who tied his helmet tightly, and the superior soldier who was supporting him to move forward, "sooner or later" died at the end.
.He didn't even think of ordering his subordinates to check on the four soldiers who were swept up by the air wave.
If they were rolled up five or six meters high and thrown down a hillside more than ten meters, if they were still alive, they would be possessed by Amaterasu, especially when they were so stupid that they were shirtless and not wearing helmets, and were wrapped in a strip of cloth.
when.
Second Lieutenant Matsuda was extremely looking forward to issuing the retreat order, but he was a smart man. Good steel requires the use of blade men. Now he must reserve sufficient physical strength for the superior soldiers, so that he can dodge them as quickly as possible when he escapes later.
To be honest, completely contrary to what the Lieutenant Colonel imagined that there would be no one on the Chinese position, Captain Matsuda had no confidence at all in attacking the Chinese position. He had an intuition that since the Chinese could withstand the 75-meter mountain cannon
If the position is defended by artillery fire, then people will definitely be sent to stay at the position, but I don’t know whether it will be a company or a platoon.
But even if it is an infantry squad, Captain Matsuda does not think that his dozens of men can attack. Moreover, even if they attack, what will happen? The Chinese's tidal attack is definitely not what his dozens of men can do.
Those who can withstand it. Looking at the two infantry squadrons 1,000 meters away who are lining up to support them, Captain Matsuda's face is full of bitterness. By the time those bastards rush over, his body will probably be cold!
But this is actually secondary. Second Lieutenant Matsuda even had a more terrifying idea. He even suspected that when he rushed to the position, if a large group of Chinese soldiers counterattacked, and the follow-up main force was not fast enough to follow up, the cruel-natured
Lieutenant Colonel Hatori would order the howitzers to fire, at the cost of losing more than forty of them, and blow up at least one infantry company of the Chinese into ashes.
Based on his previous approach, this approach is not impossible, but quite possible.
The closer he gets to the battlefield, the more cautious Captain Matsuda’s little heart is! He is even looking forward to stepping on one of the Chinese’s terrible little mines and blowing up half of them.
With the soles of his feet, he could just stay here and hand over the command to the stupid sergeant who rushed to the front.
Having two disabled legs is better than losing his life! No matter what, he still has a "sooner or later" soldier who can carry people on his back and run for a thousand meters, right?
Unfortunately, under the bombardment of howitzers, 90% of the infantry mines Liu Lang ordered to be scattered at the front of the position were detonated, and Second Lieutenant Matsuda's dream came to nothing.
As they approached a distance of 350 meters, the signal soldiers sent out flags down the mountain. Lieutenant Colonel Hatori, who had been looking at the battlefield with a telescope, issued an order to the artillery regiment in the rear to suspend the bombardment. The bombardment stopped.
"Onboard!" Captain Matsuda had no choice but to issue a charge order.
"Onboard!" The Japanese army's desperate squad screamed with all their strength and launched the last charge to the top of the mountain today.
As long as they charge into the Chinese positions and hold on to them, each of them will be promoted in rank. Lieutenant Colonel Hatori had already promised them before the war.
The Japs are coming. Tudou, who was lying on the observation port and staring at the battlefield ahead, saw several shirtless Japs charging up in the smoke. He was horrified and rushed towards the phone. After shaking it several times, he suddenly remembered the phone.
The machine had ceased functioning half an hour ago.
Bamboo whistle, and bamboo whistle. Tudou stretched out his hand to the bamboo whistle that was hung around the squad leader’s neck for communication before he left.
But suddenly he froze.
Perhaps he rushed too hastily just now, or perhaps he didn't pay attention when he was hiding. The bamboo whistle that was originally hanging on his chest was crushed to pieces.
"Papa" Tudou slapped himself twice in desperation and started crying again. "Squad leader, Tudou is a coward. I can't help you! What should I do now?"
The Japanese were already up, but he could not notify the rear. The recruits were confused for a while.
But no amount of self-blame could stop the Japs from advancing. In the smoke, the figure of the shirtless Japs became increasingly clear.
The speed of their charge was so fast that the recruit Tudou, who was blaming himself, was shaking and trembling. But he still had to make a decision within a few seconds.
If the squad leader were here, what would he do? Tudou stood there and tried his best to tell himself to calm down.
"You kid, you're a bastard." Tudou's mind recalled the scene where the squad leader was injured by shell shrapnel during the previous artillery fire, still roaring loudly and firing desperately down the mountain.
Yes, kill them. As long as I shoot, the brothers behind will rush up when they hear the gunfire. Tudou turns around and rushes out of the headquarters crazily and rushes into the trench.
The entire position was deserted. Apart from the smoke and crackling wood, the only recruit was Tudou himself.
There was no time to feel sad, so he shed tears, put the gun in the trench, and pulled the trigger towards the Japanese figure who was already only 200 meters away and looming in the smoke.
This time, he didn't bury his head tightly, he just aimed at the Japanese in the crosshairs and pulled the trigger again and again.
This time, he was really not that scared, although he was a little lonely.
However, he completed his mission and used the sound of gunshots to tell the rear that the Japanese were coming.
Similarly, with the sound of gunshots, he also told the Japanese: There will always be people in China's positions, even if they are bombarded by hundreds of artillery shells; even if he is the only one left in the third squad.
"Bang bang bang" the clear gunshots of semi-automatic rifles resounded in the sky.
However, in the open position, the sound of gunfire seemed a bit lonely.