Because there was still a possibility of rescuing the two brothers, Old Monkey finally regained his composure after watching the armed stretcher team leave. After all, he finally thought of the private who was shot dead by Lin Hao in the first place. That was a super military achievement. If he was a high-ranking Japanese official, Not to mention that he has five children now, even if he has ten children in the future, Lin Hao can still afford to give him red envelopes.
However, no one knew Li Dengxingyi. The body was just a little whiter and fatter than other Japanese soldiers, and had no other obvious features. The Japanese signal soldier who died next to him was carrying a military officer-level weapon. Command knife.
The infantry squad simply carried up the private and the signal soldier whose head had been smashed. As long as there were still prisoners in the 77th Regiment, someone would eventually recognize who this guy was.
Therefore, although this colonel who had been a lieutenant general in the past time and space did not enjoy that honor in this time and space, he still got a free ride on the pole after his death, even though it was the kind with all four hooves in the sky. , it’s a kind of compensation!
The two commanders of the red army each led a main battalion to attack the remaining soldiers of the 77th Infantry Regiment from the left and right, but this time they did not get any meat.
In fact, they arrived quite quickly.
Originally, the tactical purpose of the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment was only to block the Japanese troops who might enter the mountains. As long as the blocking could not last more than half an hour, the two regiments organized by the 17th Division with the 772nd Regiment as the vanguard were the main force of the reserve team. They would defeat the Japanese troops blocking the front line of Jiuguan and then surround them.
But no one expected that the commander of the Japanese 77th Regiment would be so decisive. He led the main force of the remaining troops of his regiment to retreat 20 minutes early, and entered the mountains immediately after the shelling, which lasted for more than 15 minutes. This also caused all the main forces to set off 35 minutes later than the Japanese army, and it was already an hour and a half after they arrived on the battlefield.
In other words, the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment blocked the Japanese army alone for more than 40 minutes.
What is even more unexpected is that the Japanese soldiers who jumped over the wall actually launched a desperate charge. Then, naturally, they were killed and their bodies were scattered everywhere.
If the "Hitler Chainsaw" does not encounter artillery and has sufficient protection, it can become a nightmare for all infantry. You know, it is an artifact that can be used for a full 50 years.
There were more than 1,300 Japanese troops lying in front of the two hilltop positions. They were densely packed all over the valleys and slopes, just like Li Dengxing turned around in despair and then left decisively. When the khaki military uniforms almost completely covered the dark green vegetation. When it was blocked, even the two red captains, whose nerves had been as tough as steel wire after many battles, couldn't help but take a breath when they saw that scene.
The Japanese are crazy enough. The First Battalion of the Independent Regiment is also awesome enough. A blocking battle was actually turned into a battle of annihilation by them. This fighting power is incredible.
With the arrival of the dark gray all over the mountains and plains, the Japanese soldiers who fled into the mountains were like hunted hares. They were driven out of the bushes and cracks in the rocks in panic, and then were killed. It was not without despair that they wanted to kneel down and surrender. Yes, but no one accepted it.
It’s not that the Chinese officers and soldiers are murderous and do not kill quickly, because the Japanese army’s sneak attacks on wounded soldiers previously caused casualties. Liu Tuanzuo angrily beat the main battalion commander, company commander, platoon leader, and squad leader under his command. The story has already spread throughout the Jiuguan front line. Including the Red Army The two regimental commanders of the army and the commanders at all levels issued death orders. If anyone caused them to be whipped, they would receive double the amount of whipping they received.
You know, although Liu Tuanzuo is not a very high-ranking official, he is now the deputy commander-in-chief of the Independent Regiment and the 129th Division Allied Forces. I heard that the two brigade commanders were being ordered around. If they really want to be whipped, they commanders will still be able to do it.
We can only live next to each other.
Of course, the official authority of the deputy commander-in-chief is only secondary. In the battle at Jiuguan, Liu Tuanzuo completely convinced the two red regiment commanders, that is the most important thing. The independent regiment is not only equipped with excellent equipment, but also the officers and soldiers
His combat effectiveness and willpower are even more impressive. His strong-willed spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice in critical moments is no less than that of the red veterans of the red army who have experienced thousands of miles of strategic shifts.
It can be said that Liu Tuanzuo's prestige is not given by the colonel's badge or the admiration of the future military god, but by hard work.
On the battlefield, winning respect depends on winning.
What's more, it was a head-to-head victory.
When the gunfire subsided, the two army lieutenant generals and two regiment commanders who came after them had not yet entered the first battalion position. The first thing they saw was a stretcher team hurriedly running out of the mountains and heading straight for the road.
Since they did not bring stretcher soldiers, the soldiers used local materials, using a one-meter-long Sanba Gai as a pole, and used strips of cloth torn from the military uniforms they took off as a bed surface, and carefully put the two injectables and
After taking the anti-inflammatory injection and hanging the plasma bag, the two soldiers, whose faces were finally not so pale, put it on the stretcher. Four soldiers carried it in a group, trying hard to maintain balance before running out of the mountain.
There is a fully armed infantry squad at the front and rear, and in the middle are two medical soldiers and a group of fire platoon shooters who have lost their machine guns and mortars and take turns to serve as stretcher bearers. They are almost half an infantry company. The company's deputy battalion commander Ye Yefei and the wounded soldiers
There was only one infantry squad left beside the old monkey and Xiong Si, who started to cry out in pain.
If you don’t know, do you think he is some big shot?
This formation shocked the two lieutenant generals. They thought something had happened to Ye Fei, the current top commander of the first battalion. They asked an infantry squad leader who was at the rear of the infantry squad, and then they realized that the stretcher was no more.
It's a sergeant and a private.
But these were three soldiers who fought hard against a Japanese infantry squad and wiped them all out. This record and this spirit were hard to accept.
"Salute!" Lieutenant General Zhao, with respect in his eyes, shouted. Everyone present, from the lieutenant general to the colonel commander to the most ordinary private, violated the battlefield regulations for the first time and ran away towards the direction.
The stretcher team salutes.
It has nothing to do with identity, it comes from comrades-in-arms and comrades-in-arms.
From ridge to ridge, from mountain road to mountain road, as long as the officers and soldiers could still move, they all raised their right hands towards the stretcher team, which was racing against time.
Regardless of courtesy, they were not only paying tribute to the two wounded soldiers, but also paying tribute to the spirit, and even to the victory.
But for this kind of honor, looking at the entire independent regiment, I am afraid that no one at the soldier level or even the lieutenant level officer level can compare with it.
This awesomeness will definitely last a lifetime.
Just like in the future, when the old monkey heard this, he would forget about his arrogance. Because he was laughing so hard, his mouth was always crooked, and he was dangling next to his old enemy or creditor, the Fourth Squad Leader Heipi.
After not getting a response for a long time, I finally couldn't help but said: "Heipi, 10 yuan for an amulet signed by the collective signature of class three, except for you paying, all the brothers in your class are free, how about it?"
"You damn bastard, I won't kill you if you do this." The black-skinned squad leader was almost mad at this slut, but in the end he had to admit defeat and lost ten dollars to order a signed amulet. Who made him lose those two?
Where's the awesome little brother?
It's okay to survive being stabbed through the chest with a bayonet. You can survive being hit by four machine gun bullets. It's an absolute God-protected type.
However, when he realized that the old monkey still owed him ten yuan, which he could have gotten for free, the old monkey had already walked away with the ten yuan with a smile on his face. With such a stupid uncle giving red envelopes to the baby, he had to pay for the baby.
Collect it. As for the ten yuan debt, it is a gambling debt anyway. Let’s talk about it at the gambling table.
Don't tell me, Lao Monkey's idea is really good. There are quite a few people who come to Lao Monkey to ask for the collective signature of the amulet from the third class of Lao Monkey. What if the three super immortal Xiaoqiang have some luck? When Liu Tuanzuo finds out,
The squad leader-waiting wants to do business with the Third Army.
The dumbfounded Langdanzuo immediately went out to collect these "illegal gains" from someone. Damn, after a fight, this guy just turned his third class into the "koi" of future generations. Damn it, you're lucky.
Is this the spirit of not being afraid of death?
I'm afraid Liu Tuanzuo doesn't know that the beautiful reporter secretly asked the old monkey to get the crooked signatures of the three of them and sewed them into the lapel of a certain group member who didn't know it. Who knows that his clothes have been habitually given to a certain beautiful reporter?
washed?
Of course, this is something for later.
The current situation is that after Ye Zi flew out of the mountain, the commanders of the three parties on the Jiuguan front line finally gathered together.
"Sirs, we won. The 77th Infantry Regiment was completely wiped out. It's a pity that their regiment flag was burned in advance and was not captured. Also, its regiment leader Li Dengxing disappeared without a trace.
There are no prisoners and no identification." Ye Zifeihui reported.
"It doesn't matter. They attach great importance to the little devil's alliance flag. In fact, it is just a broken flag. It was not seized this time. There will be another time when our battle with the Japanese invaders may take a long time. There will be plenty of opportunities." Zhao
Shoushan waved his hand and smiled lightly. "We just need to know that we won, right, everyone?"
"Yes, we won, Commander Zhao, Chief Li, and Deputy Battalion Commander Ye, we won the battle at Jiuguan." Commander Ye said impassionedly.
"Jiuguan, we completely wiped out an infantry regiment of the Japanese invaders. The Third Army, the 129th Division and the colleagues of the Independent Regiment on the Niangziguan front line are still fighting. As far as 60 kilometers away, Captain Liu and Brigadier Chen may still be there.
We fought bloody battles with the Japanese aggressors, but we Chinese will definitely win this victory." Zhao Shoushan cast his gaze into the distance and said with a voice like gold and stone, "Because this is our land, and each of us is willing to give his life for it.
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"On behalf of the people of Shanxi, I, Lao Li, pay tribute to the brothers who fought bravely and sacrificed their lives in Snow Flower Mountain, Fululing, Niangziguan, Qigen Village, Jiuguan, Jingxing County, Shimen and other places." Comrade Lao Li's expression suddenly changed.
Become solemn.
He seemed to somewhat understand the difference between his own army and those of his colleagues in front of him. It did not lie in equipment, but in spirit and belief.
It is better to understand some truths early than late. The Jin army is also Chinese.
The generals and commanders in the audience were in awe.
Yes! Victory was achieved, but the sacrifice was also huge.
a long time......
"Sirs, no matter what, this time, we have won. If we win, it is worth cheering." The mad general grinned.
"Yes, our victory is worthy of cheering." Zhao Shoushan changed his usual elegance, blushed, raised his hands high, and shouted, "Victory!"
Behind the glasses, there were tears hidden, and more than 5,000 Shaanxi Lengba from the 17th Division were still lying on the battlefield.
"Victory!" The other generals also shouted loudly.
"victory!"
"victory!"
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Starting from them, all the soldiers who could stand raised their guns high and shouted heartily.
Like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, the sound spread out for more than ten miles in the mountains of China, and was much louder than the explosion of a 105 howitzer.
However, when I shouted, the tears were not just in my eyes, but also covered my cheeks, which were rough and a little dirty.
Tears fell like rain.
Many brothers will never have the chance to hear this voice or raise their guns.
Without sacrifice, there is no victory.
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PS: Many book friends say that my writing has been too sloppy recently, and even a small battle has been written in such detail. That’s because Feng Yue really doesn’t like to write about the protagonist commanding a large army and giving people a huge sense of satisfaction by destroying many enemies. Feng Yue
I like to use those little soldiers to reflect the hardships of battle and the hardships of the ancestors of that era. Ninety-nine percent of the things built on the monument are those little soldiers we never know. Without their sacrifices, what would happen?