When the morning sun shone warmly on the hills, the soldiers on the highlands heard the commanders' notice and rushed to their positions on the top of the mountain to look across.
Sure enough, the Japanese trenches hundreds of meters away were empty.
Outnumbered, they actually defeated the Japanese.
Even if it's only temporary, it's still a victory.
Whether it is the Sichuan Army or the Independent Battalion, since the battle with the Japanese Army, they have always stood firm and then retreated again and again.
Even though they killed many Japanese troops, the country still fell from their hands.
The flowery Shanghai City was lost, the ancient Songjiang City was lost, the solid Jiashan and Jiaxing defense lines were also lost.
Under the power of Japanese artillery fire, it seemed that they would never be able to win...
But now, the aggressive Japanese army actually retreated, after being bruised and bloody in front of their position.
The soldiers on the high ground wanted to cheer loudly and raise their guns high.
However, several of their commanders remained silent, facing the direction of Highland No. 3, standing upright.
The soldiers, who were originally excited, fell silent.
Yes! The Japanese army retreated, but it was the brothers who paid for it with their lives.
Throughout the day yesterday, the battle between No. 1 and No. 2 was fierce enough. However, because the Japanese army focused their breakthrough on No. 3, almost all artillery was poured into No. 3, so their losses were smaller than they seemed.
many.
From the two highlands, no more than 50 seriously injured people were transported to the rear by night, and no more than 70 soldiers died in battle.
Although the battle damage was over 100, it was nothing compared to Highland No. 3, which bore 90% of the Japanese artillery fire and nearly wiped out the entire army.
They deserved the most credit for this battle!
Of course, what is more important than this is that the supreme commander did not declare victory, and it was still the battlefield at this time.
Like them, Tang Dao was also staring at Highland No. 3.
Since the death squads completely escaped the Japanese pursuit, he took Gu Xishui and his special operations team to take a small road back to the headquarters because he was worried about the battle on the front line.
It was only ten minutes before he returned. He had just taken a few sips of hot water and briefly explained the results of the night attack to several of his colleagues.
He was not surprised at all that the Japanese army finally chose to withdraw temporarily.
As long as Kunizaki is not a fool, the Kunizaki detachment that has lost food supplies will definitely choose to retreat temporarily.
Although the Mouse Mountain blockade lasted only one day, it bought at least three days for Jinling. The soldiers and civilians who wanted to retreat still had enough time to go to Jiangbei via Ma'anshan to Wuhu.
This is why he did not hesitate to fight to stop the Japanese army here.
He wants to fight for more life for the people in that city.
However, the sacrifice was too great. In just one day, more than a hundred people were killed on Highland 1 and 2, and only one person on Highland 3 was able to walk out of the position standing.
The soldier named Tudou was also familiar with Tang Dao. During the battle of Jiepai Village, he even gave him a few words of encouragement and gave him the formal rifle of his veteran who died in the battle.
But Tang Dao didn't dare to see him.
Because Tang Dao knows what people are most afraid of on the battlefield.
Not afraid of death, but of loneliness.
All his comrades died, leaving him alone. If the soldier asked him for help, how should he answer?
Most of his comrades are still staying in that position!
"Tang Dao, let me accompany you to take a look at Highland No. 3! I went up there with Commander Lei last night and brought down all the wounded who could be lifted out of the tunnel. However, some of the injuries were too serious and could not be saved.
"Tantai Mingyue understands Tang Dao and said softly when she saw Tang Dao looking at Highland No. 3.
After the battle last night, Lei Xiong personally led an infantry company to clean up the battlefield during the night. However, because the positions on the highlands had been completely destroyed and the defense was completely lost, no troops were sent to garrison.
As for the Japanese army, perhaps because of this, no one visited this silent cemetery again.
Yes, after the shelling in the evening, both China and Japan knew that it was no longer a position, but a cemetery.
A large tomb containing hundreds of Chinese soldiers and nearly a thousand Japanese infantry and cavalry.
The Chinese soldiers were looking for their own survivors on the top of the mountain, while the Japanese soldiers were on the slopes and at the foot of the mountain. The two sides had a surprisingly tacit understanding, and no one attacked the other. Gu
Perhaps, they don’t want to disturb the moment of peace of their own victims!
Let’s fight again tomorrow! Everyone alive should think so.
"Yes! I have to go and see! I have to go and see." Tang Dao looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.
A pair of Rouyi took the initiative to hold Tang Dao's hand.
Except when the two of them were in private, the Tantai University reporter had never done such a bold move.
It's not that he's afraid of being laughed at, but that Tantai reporters are very strict about rules. On the battlefield, life and death are all matters, and some affection between children is not worth mentioning.
But now Tang Dao makes Tantai Mingyue feel distressed, and she wants to comfort him.
Because that was the first time Tantai Mingyue, who was standing side by side with Tang Dao, saw Tang Dao's burning tears.
The Tang Dao in her memory had a cold face when the four elements were in desperate situation. When he returned from the bloody battle in Songjiang Cangcheng, he even smiled at her to show that he was alive and well and didn't have to worry. This could be called ruthless on the battlefield.
, the tough guy who even ordered artillery fire on his comrades shed tears at the moment when he won the victory in the blocking battle and night attack battle.
She knew that it was not because of his victory, but because of the soldiers and their sacrifices.
All victories are based on sacrifice.
Faced with the sacrifice, Tang Dao's eyes filled with tears, but it was extremely rare for him to shed tears as long as he did now.
As a hardened special forces soldier, he rarely got emotional. Even if his comrade who was as close as a brother died in his arms, he would just sit silently all night.
The only time he lost control was because the captain sacrificed his life to cover the retreat of him and his comrades. He sat in front of the captain's tombstone, smoked cigarettes, drank wine all night, and shed tears all night.
From then on, he became stronger and gradually grew into the sharpest knife in the border military region.
Tang Dao once thought that he had been tempered for thousands of times, that he would never shed tears easily for anyone in this life. He thought that in this era, he was just a passer-by, he was just a little bug from the sky, and he just came to accompany some great people to experience this.
It is a dark but extremely great era for the nation.
Everyone knows that my country is like a sleeping dragon or a phoenix bathing in fire. It cannot be reborn without burning.
But the blazing burning is endless pain and the cycle of life.
That is something that only people in this era can understand.
Therefore, Tang Dao mourned.
When the remnant soldiers on Highland No. 3 used the phone to yell at him hundreds of meters away: "Fire! Fire! Fire at me!", his body and heart were trembling.
From Weidong to Cai Yongguan to Tudou to those ordinary soldiers who could not be named, none of them left their names in the past time and space. Even the fierce battles they once sacrificed their lives will be lost due to the passage of time.
And gradually forgotten by the descendants they once worked hard to protect.
Not many people will remember that time, this magnificent poison, will wipe out everything. Family affection, love, hatred, everything will be annihilated in the singing and dancing.
Do they know that they are destined to be forgotten? They know, they know that in such a war, all of them will become nothing more than a string of numbers. Even, at such a chaotic moment, as a motley crew, they cannot even become numbers.
It's just a luxury wish.
In the future, it would be good to have a record of the 23rd Group Army's first unit fighting the Japanese invaders for several days in the Mouse Mountain area of Guangde.
But they still had no choice but to escape with their lives at the last moment of the battle.
They were able to enter the forest from behind the mountain, and they had done a good enough job. With only two infantry companies, they blocked the attack of more than a thousand Japanese troops and the Jing'an Army. They killed the enemy several times their size.
The casualties have already greatly exceeded the so-called casualty bottom line of morale collapse defined by the Western world.
If they choose to retreat in the afternoon, no one, including Tang Dao, will blame them for this, since they have done such a good job.
However, they still chose the last method.
Tang Dao believed that none of them wanted to die, they all wanted to live. Who didn’t want to go back and see the parents who gave birth to me and raised me? Who didn’t want to hug the children who rarely saw each other? Who didn’t want to hug the wife who worked at home to raise the children and support my parents?
In arms.
They are all the most ordinary Chinese people. They may have thought about how to give their families a good life, but none of them want to go to death, make their mothers cry blindly, let their children never have a father, and let their wives never have a husband.
, the pair of mandarin ducks on the bedside can only become lonely watchers from now on.
But they still chose this way.
Because, otherwise, the Japanese army will easily occupy the position and use it as a stronghold to carry out wanton killings on the other two highlands. They will hold the Japanese army on the position and use the courage to die together to tell them that the Chinese may
You can be defeated, but you will never lack courage, never.
This is about the persistence of courage, even at the cost of life. At the same time, this is also a commitment to those seriously injured soldiers who paid all their dying efforts: Brother, you have tried your best, but I can't let you live, then use
Sacrifice to prove that I will not abandon you! Let us hug each other and lie on the top of this small mountain, pillowing the mountains and rivers of the motherland, bathing in the morning glow and rain, and waiting for the dawn!
Not a passer-by, not a spectator, not an accident. Tang Dao's tears told him that he was in this era. No matter whether he was great in the end or always ordinary, he would break through the darkness with this era and the people of this era.
, welcome the dawn.
Those who stand side by side with him are not NPCs in the game, but brothers.
But now, his brothers are gone, lying quietly on the hill that has almost turned into powder.
But as the commander, he must bravely step on it and take them away.
