Rise From Eight Hundred

The morning sun was warm.

It was a good day, and there was no wind on the sea, which was rare.

Thanks to this good weather, the Japanese Navy fighter planes took off a few minutes earlier than usual.

Captain Nagano, feeling humiliated, led more than 20 fighter planes to fly at full speed, almost impatient to reach the battlefield.

This time, he learned from yesterday's lesson and focused the bombing on the back of the ridge. After the front position was bombed, the dense forest behind the top of the mountain was also destroyed by tons of explosives dropped by more than 20 Japanese fighter planes.

Now, no matter where the Chinese hide, they will have to wail under the bombs!

After circling back and forth over the mountains for several times to confirm the results of the battle, more than 20 fighter planes shook their wings and flew away triumphantly.

But the Army Malu and the Jing'an Army Brigade were still worried, and gathered all the artillery they could use to bombard the position that had become a sea of ​​fire.

They were really afraid of their opponents and decided to return to the conventional routine of using their own strengths to counter the enemy's weaknesses.

The whole mountain seemed to be trembling under the powerful Japanese Army's artillery fire.

Not to mention people, even steel would be torn into pieces under such intensity of artillery fire.

It was the turn of the infantry to attack.

The Japanese Army Major, who was almost crying yesterday, learned his lesson this time and did not mention that the Imperial Japanese Army was the bravest soldier in the world.

As a result, he missed the honor of planting the imperial flag on the enemy's position.

A Jing'an Army infantry company, who cursed the superiors in their hearts for not having a steady eye, entered the front-line trenches they had occupied without encountering any resistance.

Are you trying to do this to me again? Li Shoushan and a group of officers holding binoculars in the trenches in the distance were twitching their eyes when they saw this scene.

They really didn't want to play this kind of pure life-consuming tactic with the Sichuan Army idiots anymore!

But do they have any choice?

Don't say it, they really do.

The Chinese fulfilled their wish.

Change tactics!

Want positions! What do you say! How can I know if you don't tell me? I'll give it to you, you idiot!

I won't play with you for now.

Yes, half an hour later, when the Jing'an Army, which consisted of only a hundred people, stood on the top of the mountain and waved the military flag to cheer for victory, the signalman ran to report to Li Shoushan, the nominal supreme commander: "There is no one on the Chinese position, and our army has conquered the position without bloodshed!" At that moment.

Li Shoushan spit out blood!

It turns out that the Chinese ran away!

But if they wanted to run away, why didn't they run away yesterday, and why did they have to kill so hard that the sky was dark and the earth was dark and blood flowed like a river? This is what Li Shoushan, who was almost depressed, couldn't figure out.

Could it be that it was just to make him, Li, feel heartbroken?

Although it felt like being played by the Chinese defenders and had a strong and lingering sense of humiliation, no matter what, there was no need to lose people, which was still worth celebrating.

It was extremely humiliating but still forced to smile, isn't this like a good woman being forced to take a concubine by a landlord bully? Li Shoushan, the Japanese big dog, may have felt this way.

He didn't even go to the position that he had conquered after consuming two and a half infantry battalions of troops, and refused the interview of the Japanese army's military reporters who came with great enthusiasm, but gave the opportunity to appear in the major newspapers on the Japanese island to his military adviser, Major Ishiwatari Hideki.

Major Ishiwatari Hideki gladly accepted this honor.

The battle was very frustrating, but the result was good. They opened the east gate of Guangde City. If nothing unexpected happened, they would arrive at Guangde City, five kilometers away, at noon. If the Chinese army that escaped from here defended the city, they would bomb the entire city and the Chinese army into powder.

Therefore, the Japanese major strode confidently onto the position full of craters.

He was going to accept the flash of the military reporters at the highest point of the former Chinese defense position, symbolizing that the imperial army would trample on the Chinese land, and the beautiful mountains and rivers of China would become the background board of the conquerors.

The sun shone on the collar badge that the Japanese major had polished.

Ishiwata Yingjie held his command knife in his right hand and stabbed it hard into the ground in front of him. His look of "I'm here, I conquer!" dazzled the Japanese military reporter holding a camera ten meters away.

He was not dazzled by the light of the saber under the sun, nor was he stunned by the arrogant posture of the Japanese major.

Rather, it exploded!

It was a landmine!

It was not stepped on by the Japanese major who walked by in long military boots, but it was poked and exploded by the Japanese major who wanted to show his might.

It was buried by Di Gua.

The infantry platoon where Di Gua was was also transferred to the central position to counterattack, but fortunately they entered the position after 3 pm. At that time, both the Jing'an Army and the Japanese Army had lost their spirit, and the attack was far less resolute than in the morning and noon.

Therefore, the infantry platoon did not suffer that much damage. The second lieutenant platoon leader and Di Gua survived, and the infantry platoon was reduced from 30 people to an infantry squad with 15 soldiers.

Before entering the position, the Sichuan Army Lieutenant General did not have much combat supplies, so he had to replenish each infantry company with ten boxes of grenades and fifteen anti-infantry mines.

This type of mine was replenished by the Military and Political Department before the 145th Division rushed to the Guangde battlefield. There was no heavy equipment, only grenades and mines.

It’s not that landmines are useless, but they are mainly placed in front of the position to block enemy infantry or buried on the retreat route to block pursuers during retreat. How can they be used directly on one’s own position?

The Lieutenant General of the Sichuan Army was also a good cook who could not cook without rice. His soldiers needed bullets and grenades, but he, as a Lieutenant General, could not make them, so he simply gave all the supplies such as landmines to the soldiers.

Not to mention, this thing played an unexpected role in the attack and defense of trenches.

The Sichuan Army soldiers who were surrounded by the Japanese army and knew they were going to die put landmines in their trenches. Anyway, the soil had been soft by bombs and artillery shells. They could dig a small pit with a few digs and cover it with soil. It was the simplest.

Even if the attacking Japanese and Jing’an troops were bombed by landmines, they could not use mine detectors to check whether there were landmines on the ground at this time.

At least one or two hundred of the more than one thousand Japanese soldiers who were killed or wounded in the "hot pot war" were killed or wounded by the mines that did not even spare themselves.

The infantrymen who entered in the afternoon basically did not have the danger of being completely surrounded and divided, and naturally would not risk their lives to bury mines in trenches that they might pass through at any time.

Digua was the soldier assigned to guard the mines. Watching his brothers fall in the flying shrapnel of the crossfire and the mutual throwing of grenades, the 15-year-old boy was powerless, just like watching the old soldier die. How unwilling was that?

So, when the whole army retreated, Digua secretly buried a mine where he urinated.

The young soldier's idea was very simple. If a devil or a second devil passed by here, the mine would explode and blow the dog to a muddy urine.

Perhaps Digua himself did not expect that the location he subconsciously chose was the most conspicuous area on the top of the mountain.

Only by standing here can you see all the mountains.

Once someone comes here, they will definitely stand here. It is almost an instinctive choice of human beings.

Human beings have been conquering since ancient times.

Conquering nature shows the majesty of the spirit of all things.

So, Major Ishiwatari Hideki did it.

Standing on the urine mud of a 15-year-old Sichuan Army boy soldier, he poked the infantry mine with a knife and was blown into a firework!

Sweet potato's unintentional act contains amazing psychological analysis ability. If someone can teach him how to lay booby traps, he may have the potential to surpass his master.

However, no one knows at this time.

The Japanese Army military reporter who was blown up with blood and urine mud naturally would not send the miserable appearance of the Japanese major who had his legs broken and was taken to the field hospital for emergency treatment but still died a day later to the country.

Not to mention that Li Shoushan really spit out a mouthful of old blood, even Kunisaki Zheng had a frosty face after hearing about this.

Even a secret military order was issued not to leave a single soldier in Guangde City.

Unfortunately, the Japanese army that arrived in Guangde didn't see a single Chinese soldier, and the whole town seemed to be demolished.

Not only were all the property taken away, but even the sturdy doors and windows were stripped clean.

Was it robbed?

Who is more like a thief than the Imperial Japanese Army?

Both the Jing'an Army and the Japanese Army expressed their incomprehension...

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