Rise From Eight Hundred

But can these Japanese infantrymen be blamed for this?

I am afraid that Takeuchi Yunshan, who is crying, will not blame all this on his soldiers.

From the moment the Chinese began to throw explosive packs into the valley, these Japanese infantrymen with tenacious fighting will entered hell mode.

The air wave that can almost sweep everything mixed with gravel that is more terrifying than shrapnel, causing continuous death.

However, this is just the beginning of the nightmare.

The Chinese shells and bullets became the main theme of the battlefield. The Japanese infantrymen in the valley were like prey being hunted. All counterattacks were futile, almost like a flock of sheep bleating at hungry wolves across the fence.

Death is only the end of life, but those who have not died are the sharpest weapon to defeat the strong.

The painful wails that almost never stopped, from the earth-shaking shouts to the weak crying and begging, and finally completely silent.

The pain of being unable to save their comrades has worn down the fighting will of these once extremely brave soldiers to the lowest point.

Until the end, when his life was under great threat, he mustered up his remaining courage and charged towards the bullet stream, but it was like a raging wave hitting the ancient reef on the coast, and both his will and body were torn to pieces.

To quote a famous saying: Don't blame the imperial army for being too incompetent, just blame the Chinese army for being too cunning!

This should be the truest portrayal of the heart of the Japanese army colonel who took out the Nambu pistol from the gun bag on his waist with tears streaming down his face.

The Japanese army in the valley completely collapsed, and hundreds of shit-yellow figures ran around wildly in the smoke. Not to mention the officers and soldiers in the valley, even the fire support company officers and soldiers on the mountain were stunned. Does this mean that the battle was won?

It must be a victory.

As Zhao Daqiang judged the battlefield situation, he no longer organized people to dig fortifications, but fired green signal flares and gathered three infantry companies, approaching the area where Li Jiujin was located in infantry platoons, and drove a part of the Japanese army that was fleeing frantically towards the position of Li Jiujin's troops. Lei Xiong and Qian Dazhu immediately changed the feint attack. The two infantry companies attacked the Japanese army with only one infantry squad left in front of them. The trend of victory in this ambush battle was irreversible.

Even if Kunisaki Zheng had led his troops to come, he could not stop it.

Nearly 400 Japanese soldiers were killed in the last all-out charge, and the remaining hundreds of people were also discouraged. Even if they survived by chance, I am afraid that the psychological shadow caused by today's battle would prevent them from going to the battlefield again.

Tang Dao, who had been observing the battlefield with a telescope, smiled with a slight smile.

"We finally won! The commander has rarely smiled recently. Brother Yatou, we have to give him a meal tonight. Let's roast the wild rabbit that Platoon Leader Yang sent yesterday!" Xia Dayu whispered to Erya.

"Yeah!" Erya also smiled happily with a pair of tiger teeth, and didn't care about the special word "Brother Yatou" that the little bald man teased him.

Just as Xia Dayu said, since the two infantry companies on Hill No. 3 were almost wiped out in the Laoshushan blocking battle, Tang Dao's face has rarely smiled. Even when Tan Tai Mingyue talked to him, his eyes were melancholy.

Now seeing Tang Dao's long-lost smile, the two signal soldiers were naturally very happy.

Yes, Tang Dao was very happy, but the reason for his happiness was not what the two signal soldiers imagined, that they were finally going to reap the fruits of victory.

In fact, from the moment the main force of the Japanese army entered the valley, Tang Dao had foreseen that the final victory must belong to the independent battalion. That was not arrogance, but the confidence of Chinese soldiers who had knowledge reserves for the next hundred years.

The reason why his heart surged and he finally smiled was probably unknown to anyone in this time and space.

The two thousand Japanese soldiers in front of him were a group of butchers, their hands were stained with the blood of the Chinese, and each of them had a retribution of dying a hundred times.

Finally, karma came, and the descendants of China a hundred years later turned these two thousand butchers into pigs and slaughtered them first.

Isn't this worth a smile?

Tang Dao had to smile, to show the dead souls that he had stopped to watch but never dared to step into.

My ability is limited now, and I can't get back the blood debt for you immediately, so let's get back some interest first!

There will be a day when I will get it back together with the principal, Tang Dao promises you.

Then, as Li Jiujin's two infantry companies and Guo Shouzhi's three infantry companies began to attack the small-scale Japanese army, the last Japanese army that still organized resistance was completely dispersed. The Japanese stragglers scattered and hid in the grass at the foot of the hillside. This ambush that lasted nearly two hours has completely come to an end and turned into a war of extermination.

"Order, all our infantry companies entering the valley, in infantry squads, will clear out the Japanese troops hiding at the foot of the mountain.

Order, all units must not take it lightly. When clearing out the remnants of the Japanese army, they must first cover the area 50 meters in front with grenades.

If they encounter grass, they will shoot with machine guns and rifles and then use bayonets to investigate. If there are violations and cause casualties to their officers and soldiers, their company commanders and platoon leaders will be severely punished according to military law." Tang Dao solemnly ordered the officers and soldiers of the guard platoon who temporarily acted as messengers.

The battle was won, but it did not mean that the battlefield was over.

These elite soldiers can die on the battlefield, but they should never die on the battlefield where they are about to reap the fruits of victory.

Everyone knows that Tang Dao is passionate and passionate. Facing the Japanese invaders, he has always been brave and fearless. Whether it is Sihang or Songjiang, he has never retreated.

But everyone knows that Tang Dao is still a very stingy person, stingy in sacrifice!

His soldiers died in battle, and the man who was hailed as a devil by the Japanese army on the battlefield would shed tears.

Ammunition is not important. The lives of the soldiers under his command are valuable. What's more, there is a large number of Japanese army baggage waiting for them!

As the guards platoon soldiers ran down the mountain, Tang Dao's military orders were also sent to each infantry company.

"Brothers, watch carefully for me. If you don't look carefully, use a grenade to blow it up. Commander Tang said, whoever dared to rush in and caused casualties to the brothers, the squad leader was demoted to the rank of leader, the platoon leader was demoted to the squad leader, and the company The commander was demoted to platoon commander," a second lieutenant shouted.

"Platoon leader, what should we do with our big soldier? What will he be reduced to?" A soldier hesitated and asked cautiously.

But it caused a burst of laughter.

"If a soldier is not demoted, his money will be deducted and no bonus will be given. Damn it, if Company Commander Li becomes the platoon leader of our platoon, wouldn't you bastards be very happy?" the second lieutenant replied angrily.

The soldiers shook their heads collectively.

Company Commander Li Dal is famously shameless throughout the battalion. Even shameless people like Old Abacus have to be careful in front of him. If he is demoted, then they will still have a good life in the future! You know the ending with your butt.

"Then why don't you get out and go find the Japanese?"

The soldiers dispersed in squads.

The whole battlefield was noisy, more lively than attending a big gathering.

In addition to grenade explosions and gunshots from time to time, there are boiling shouts, which is quite similar to the scene in rural areas where fish ponds are drained of water during the New Year, and everyone collectively goes down to the mud to fish.

"Kill one here."

"Do you want anyone alive here?"

"We don't have anything to eat. Can you save your rations and give them to him?"

"Then let's kill him!"

"Hey! The little devil also has our Xian Dayang in him!"

"Yo! You can get money for killing the Japanese!"

"kill!"

"Fuck you!"

"You idiot!"

The fact that the Japs had a lot of property obviously irritated the soldiers. Anyone who has played the game knows that killing monsters and exploding various equipment is one of the reasons why players can't stop.

For a time, the shouts of various southern and northern accents on the mountain even overwhelmed the occasional explosions and gunshots. The occasional Japanese begging for mercy was quickly drowned out.

On the other side, the Japanese Army Colonel, who was completely in despair, tremblingly picked up his small southern pistol and pointed it at his temple.

However, before I even put my finger on the trigger, I heard three consecutive gunshots.

The Japanese Army Colonel dropped the pistol in his hand weakly, and looked at his chest blankly. Three bullet holes were bleeding out, and a heartbreaking pain hit him.

He managed to raise his head and looked at the place where the footsteps sounded. The Japanese Army Colonel's eyes were filled with anger.

Baga, I am an army commander after all! Why don't you even have the intention to capture him alive, but just shoot him when you come up?

It’s too bad to use Da Zuo as dry food!

In fact, Takeuchi Yunshan's inner subtext is: I may not surrender, but you can't help me surrender.

To put it bluntly, His Majesty the Imperial Japanese Army Colonel wanted to retain the right to surrender.

It's a pity that a few Chinese soldiers don't care about Sister Li.

What happened to Colonel? Aren’t they also Japanese devils? Shouldn't kill?