In the early summer morning, although it was only half past five, the sky was still bright and the temperature had risen to 20 degrees.
As a new cook, Boss Cao, who fled from Licheng to save his family's livelihood and joined the Si Xing Regiment, experienced such a big battlefield for the first time.
Yes, Boss Cao is not a nickname, but the real name of this recruit who is over 35 years old.
According to his own explanation, villagers are generally illiterate, and to name a baby, they have to buy a pound of meat and go to the village gentleman. In order to give birth to his baby, his parents still owe the midwife money, so naturally they cannot buy it.
The meat got its name, but Cao Da and Cao Er obviously did not meet the aesthetics of his anxious father. As the saying goes, there is no way out but there is no way out. After another village, the old door board used to carry his mother to the doctor appeared in his home.
In front of dad.
So, seeing that mountains are mountains and water is water, his father gave him the name Boss Cao with great sincerity.
Although Boss Cao never lived a good life in the next 38 years, and because he was only 35 years old because of the hardships in life, his face looked like he was in his 40s, which really made him look older, but Boss Cao was still very grateful to his father.
At least, if it wasn’t named Cao Laomen, it would really be a shame.
When Boss Cao signed up to join the army, he was asked about his motivations for joining the army. He had three children at home and a sick wife. He looked like a very honest middle-aged man and just wanted to earn the decent military pay advertised by the Four Lines Group to support his family.
This wish couldn't be more simple. The recruiting platoon leader who knew the situation at home was a little hesitant at first, but the anxious Boss Cao picked up the stone mortar used to spring rice in the mountains on the spot. The thing weighed fifty or sixty kilograms, and he insisted
He was lifted above his head by this middle-aged man who was anxious to find a way for his wife and children to survive.
If nothing else, with this body, he lives up to his reputation as a boss!
Boss Cao successfully joined the Si Xing Regiment. He also worked very hard in the January recruit training, and his shooting and endurance were at least above average.
It was just that after a month of ideological classes for recruits, and several of which were delivered by Director Ye Chenghuan in person, when the company commander who came to the company to recruit new recruits asked him why he wanted to be a soldier, Boss Cao was still like that
I want to earn military pay.
I'm afraid this guy's brain is not very good at turning around. This is basically the unanimous opinion of several company commanders recruiting new recruits, and the 35-year-old and 45-year-old have no advantage over the young guys in their 20s.
Therefore, Boss Cao, who originally had some strength and performed well in recruit training, went to a front-line infantry battalion such as the Third Battalion, but instead of being assigned to a front-line company, he went to the battalion headquarters cooking class and became a cook.
No, the entire battalion of officers and soldiers in the forward position requested to get up at 6 o'clock, but the twenty or so people in the cooking squad started busy at 3 o'clock in the morning.
Breakfast for more than a thousand people in the camp has to fall on the heads of twenty or so of them. The buns don’t need to be beautiful, but they must have enough meat inside, and each person must have a mouthful of hot broth to drink.
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Although he didn't know the decisions of the superiors, Boss Cao knew just from the sumptuous meal this morning that this morning would probably be a big battle, unlike yesterday and the day before yesterday, which were mainly artillery bombardments from both sides.
You have to ask Boss Cao, who has never experienced such a battle, if he is panicked? That is for sure. The infantry did not fight much yesterday because the shells on both sides were like rain. The third battalion lost more than 20 people, including
There were also two or three who were from the recruit company next door when Boss Cao was training recruits.
Although I am not very familiar with it, I can see that the face that was so youthful yesterday is now bloody and bloody lying in front of my eyes. Even the battalion commanders and company commanders standing in front of them took off their hats and saluted, but when I think of them
Boss Cao felt extremely sad because his family could not hope to return their son.
Especially when he thought of his two sons, one daughter and his wife who had been sick all the time, all eagerly waiting for him to go back and bring them rice, noodles and ocean. What would happen to them if he died? Boss Cao didn't dare to think deeply about it.
However, when you take other people's money, you have to do something, even if it costs your life. Boss Cao, who has not read many books, has always been influenced by the Confucian culture of the Chinese nation.
Therefore, Boss Cao carried a full load of meat buns weighing 100 kilograms to the position of the seventh company.
That was one of the positions of the entire third battalion at the forefront of the battlefield, closest to the Japanese trenches.
"Dawn! Reply to the command!" Just as Boss Cao entered the corner of a trench carrying a load, a cold voice sounded.
"Kill the little Japanese!" Boss Cao instinctively said the command that the squad leader said before leaving in his own understanding.
The cold muzzle of the gun poked out from around the corner without hesitation.
"No, no, it's the sun destroying the sun!" Boss Cao almost peeed in fear.
"Uncle, replying to the command is no joke. If you were our squad leader, you would have no chance to correct yourself." A young corporal walked out from the corner of the trench and criticized Boss Cao with a cold face.
"No, brother, I'm new here, and I always talk when I'm nervous." Boss Cao quickly explained, with aggrieved face still on his face: "Also, I'm only 35, so I can't afford to be called uncle."
Because he looks old, there are many people who call him Uncle Cao, but Boss Cao still stubbornly believes that he is only about ten years older than the boys, but he has not reached the level of promotion. His eldest daughter is still
You're only 14, aren't you?
"Hey, uncle, you are really mature. You are almost as old as my father. Why, is this the battalion headquarters delivering breakfast to us? What are we eating this morning?" I don't know if he was amused by Boss Cao's aggrieved look.
After eating it, he was still attracted by the fragrant smell emanating from the buns in the bamboo basket. The young soldier sniffed and smiled.
As soon as the soldier asked what to eat, Boss Cao got angry and did not correct the young soldier's mistake of insisting on calling him "uncle". He said with a smile on his face: "Today! By the order of the commander, I prepared pork buns for you guys.
Not only is there a lot of meat, but it’s all stuffed with fatty meat, so if you bite into it, your mouth will be filled with oil.”
"Really! I have to thank the brothers in the cooking class." The young soldier showed surprise on his face. He put his submachine gun back and reached out to pick up the load. "Come on, uncle, let me help you. Oh, uncle, you have the strength."
It’s big enough!”
The young soldier probably didn't expect that these two boxes of meat buns would be so numerous. He raised his hand and didn't even pick them up.
"Hehe, brother, I don't have anything else, I just have a lot of strength. Other platoons require at least two or three people, so just one of us is enough." Boss Cao couldn't help but feel proud again. "You guys wait, I'll go to the company headquarters.
I’ll bring you some more broth.”
By the time Boss Cao came over with a slight sweat on his head and carried two large buckets of broth, all the soldiers who had been sleeping in the trench had already gotten up. Each man had two big buns in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil.
The young soldier who was originally on guard saw Boss Cao from a distance. This time he was no longer as cold as before, but he greeted him with a smile.
"Brother Cao, I dare you to be a celebrity in the recruit company! I heard that you have a record of dropping bombs from 70 meters while standing. This is better than me, a two-year soldier! Why did you go to the cooking class? What, don't you dare to do it today?
Dare you show your skills to the brothers?"
It turned out that the young soldier who took over Boss Cao's burden felt a heavy burden. It weighed hundreds of kilograms. With such strength, he shouldn't be a soldier in the cooking class! So, this corporal from the Northeast Army
I went to ask the new recruits who had been added to the platoon. After asking, I found out that Boss Cao, who looked like me, was also a celebrity in the recruit company. He once set a record for recruits to drop bombs during the training of the recruit company.
Actually! The distance of 60 meters is not an exaggeration among the veterans of the Four Elements Regiment. The group of animals in the reconnaissance company even had a record of standing up to drop bombs at 80 meters. But they are not the strongest. A pervert like Ming Xin didn't even take action.
But based on the estimates of the veterans that he could wield a sword weighing more than ten kilograms, and with his arm and wrist strength and the master's control over his body's muscles, it would be no problem at all to throw him 90 meters or even 100 meters upwards.
The current Si Xing Regiment has two masters of martial arts, Uncle Han and Ming Xin. Ming Xin, aside from Ming Xin, was a ruthless man who single-handedly killed nearly 30 Japanese infantrymen. Old Uncle Han has never taken action on the battlefield, but
In the military training courses at the squad leader level of each battalion, he, the director of the military training department, showed his skills in front of these elite soldiers.
An ordinary rifle, even if it is an elite warrior, can penetrate an eight centimeter thick wooden board with a full thrust at most. But under the hands of a master of Chinese martial arts like Old Uncle Han, I have not seen how he moves. It is just an ordinary front thrust.
The sharp bayonet actually passed through three eight-centimeter-thick wooden boards. With this force, if it were a human body, it would probably have penetrated the chest cavity with the barrel of the gun!
And I heard that Tang Tuanzuo had an actual combat example of carrying a rifle as a mace wielder on the battlefield, and photographed the Japanese troops into squats.
Therefore, the officers and soldiers of the Four Elements Regiment, who have experienced powerful martial arts, are somewhat mentally prepared for what the 'perverted' level masters will do.
But a new recruit, the "old man", could actually throw such a good result of 70 meters. This somewhat surprised the young corporal, and he did not doubt the authenticity of this at all. Just watching the "old man" carry hundreds of kilograms of weight.
Just because his steps are still steady when he is carrying the burden, you know that he is really stronger than most ordinary people.
As for why such a talented person ended up in the cooking class, the recruits also told the young corporal who was already the deputy squad leader of Boss Cao's stubborn belief that he was just a "wage boy" who came here for military pay.
Although the current 3rd Battalion has made up 90% of its troops, due to the limited number of new recruits, there is still a 10% shortfall before the reorganization plan announced by Tang Tuanzuo. Just like the infantry squad where the young corporal belongs, there is still a shortfall of 10%.
One person.
Naturally, the young corporal fell in love with this old prime minister. Even if his ideological consciousness is a little poor, he should be an ammunition hand! Judging from his physical strength, he can carry at least 30 kilograms of supplies during the war, so he can be a substitute.
An entire infantry squad carries hundreds of rounds of ammunition and more than 10 grenades.
Moreover, for a backbone soldier at the lowest level like a young corporal, a difference in ideological awareness is nothing. As long as he has fought a few battles and experienced the battlefield of the Lake of Flesh and Blood, a handful of blood from a sleeping brother in Datongbu will be sprinkled on his face.
As long as you are a person with feelings, you will rush over with red eyes and kill the Japs who killed your brothers.
This kind of thing is very clear to the young corporal who has experienced the battles of Songjiang and Guangde. Before the battle of Songjiang, he was just a private.
It was not courage that made him a sergeant, but waves of veterans falling in front of him, and he just continued to move in the direction where they fell.
Faced with the kindness of the young corporal, Boss Cao smiled in embarrassment, "The missiles were just training bombs, and it was also a training ground without bullets. Company Commander Zheng said, even if the missiles can be thrown 70 meters on the training ground, on the real battlefield
, I can throw more than 40 meters, which is good.
By the way, hurry up and let the brothers drink the broth! This is authentic mutton soup. The battalion commander bought it from the fellows in the mountains two days ago. I carried one head by myself and walked dozens of miles!"
"Brother Cao, you are so awesome." When the young corporal saw Boss Cao like this, he knew that he had no intention of joining the front-line infantry platoon.
This is just like the recruits saying that Lao Cao can do anything, but this guy is very stubborn. After others have received ideological education from instructors at all levels, they all clamor to defend their hometown and the nation. This big brother is better.
Simply working to earn money to support my family in Hukou.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp roar was heard in the sky.
"No, the Japanese have opened fire!" The young corporal's expression changed, and he turned and yelled into the trench. "Go into the artillery hole nearby. If you don't have time, I'll take cover!"
After yelling, he took Boss Cao's arm and threw him towards a corner of the trench.
"No, broth, where's the broth?" Boss Cao struggled instinctively.
That broth took a whole sheep's meat to cook, and the fat sheep weighed 60 kilograms after it was killed, but he had to carry it out of the mountains alone and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads!
It's okay to be tired and miserable. After all, the group gives him ten yuan a month! You can't waste food, right? If he had this little mutton at home, his poor mother might not be worried about giving three
To save food, I went to the tree in the back mountain and hanged myself in the middle of the night.
When I think of this, Boss Cao's heart hurts like it's splitting.
Boss Cao was very strong and in a hurry, he threw the young corporal away and rushed toward the dropped soup bucket with hunched back.
"You're too good to die!" The young corporal who was thrown away threw Boss Cao to the ground with a tiger's lunge.
Then, a huge noise exploded in the ears of Boss Cao, a new cook!
How loud was that sound? Taking Boss Cao’s own feelings as an example, at that moment it was as if Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain and the sky collapsed! Then, there was no sound again.
That's because his ears were temporarily deafened at that moment.
The entire earth seemed to be shaken by the earthquake. Even in the trench, Boss Cao still felt the earth beneath him shaking. The earth on the trench wall kept falling down, hitting the two of them.
"Cuddle up and try not to let your chest touch the ground." The young corporal came close to Boss Cao's ear, who could hardly hear any sound, roared with all his strength, and took off the helmet on his head and buttoned it to Boss Cao
On the head.
Then, he climbed up resolutely, bent over and ran forward.
Boss Cao, who was holding his head in his hands, wanted to ask this young corporal who was at least one round younger than him, shouldn't he be hiding at this time? Why are you running ahead again?
The Japanese chose the timing of their artillery fire very viciously.
At this time, it was the time for the first few positions to have breakfast. Except for a few soldiers who were on guard, everyone else was having breakfast. They were bombarded by Japanese artillery. It was unclear whether the guard troops on the front positions were enough.
I don't even know if the Japanese army will take this opportunity to rush over.
"The devil's devils are really cunning." Leng Feng, who was at the camp headquarters a few hundred meters behind, was alerted by the explosion. He rushed out of the bunker with a telescope and lay down on the trench, watching his front-line position covered in gunpowder smoke.
He couldn't help but punch the dirt hard.
At this time, Leng Feng was in a state of shock and anger.
The military order from the regiment headquarters was to launch a general offensive at 6:20. At that time, the artillery battalion would first attack the Japanese artillery, and then the infantry would launch an attack. Therefore, Leng Feng notified the officers and soldiers at 5:30 to wake up and have breakfast. Only by filling their stomachs could they
Wouldn't it be better to kill the Japanese?
Unexpectedly, the Japanese took the lead in launching an artillery bombardment at 5:45.
No, more precisely, a counterattack.
Because, the roaring sound of artillery was also mixed with the roar of heavy machine guns.
This shows that the Japanese infantry started an infantry attack despite artillery fire.
The most advanced positions of his third battalion were only 70 meters away from the Japanese positions, and their strength was only three infantry platoons. Could they withstand such a crazy Japanese army?
The Japanese army definitely used a lot of artillery this time. The trenches of the third battalion were 1,800 meters long, almost forming a semi-arc that surrounded the Japanese positions. However, the artillery fire actually enveloped most of the forward positions.
Tang Dao, who was further away, looked at the smoke rising in the distance and frowned fiercely.
He did not underestimate Yamashita, the future 'Malay Tiger', but Yamashita who was forced into a desperate situation was actually better than the 'Malay Tiger' who once traveled hundreds of kilometers alone in time and space to defeat the allied forces of the two French empires where the sun never sets.
Still scary.
Yamashita's move almost predicted your prediction. I knew you were going to attack, so I attacked before you did and hit the unprepared Third Battalion's weak spot hard with one punch.
"Your Excellency, the brigade commander, is indeed worthy of his reputation, and he is indeed an outstanding figure who may be promoted to the chief of staff of the front army." The top commander of the rear wing of the 2nd Mixed Brigade, Yin Tengyoutaizhong, who was watching the battle from a distance with a telescope, showed a smile on his left face and said to him.
The immediate boss of this decision was generous in his praise.
"The Chinese were uncharacteristic of themselves yesterday and last night. They did not use any strange moves or tricks. This shows that they are confident. There is an 80% chance that they will launch a general attack on our department early tomorrow morning. Our department must not sit still and wait for death, no matter what.
No matter how great the battle damage is, we must organize a counterattack. While it is still in the preparation period, attack its front-line prominent positions and destroy them. That is the last hope of our department. Mr. Yin Teng, the fate of thousands of officers and soldiers of the brigade,
It's all in your hands."
Yamashita said this when he said goodbye to Yota Into who arrived at the brigade headquarters in Changle Village at 1 a.m.
Even Tang Dao would definitely applaud after hearing these words and look at his opponent with admiration.
Yamashita was really a ruthless person, and Tang Tuanzao, who rarely made miscalculations, suffered a huge loss because his predictions were predicted.
However, will the counterattack organized by Yamashita really lead to the invasion of the forward position as he imagined? Not necessarily.
Tang Dao did not underestimate his opponent, but he was still tricked by his opponent. Yamashita also did not underestimate his opponent, but he still underestimated the strength of the Four Elements Group.
The commanders on both sides made a small mistake this morning.
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ps: I came back late because I had something to do today, so the update is a little later than usual, sorry for that!
