Chapter 13: A Man Should Not Shed Tears
"Hurry up and speed up, don't let the enemy block us on the mountain road, it's dangerous"
He Jiying yelled, holding two big knives in both hands and leading the charge up the mountain. The soldiers behind him shouted loudly, following him like madmen.
In the 29th Army, He Long had a reputation as "He Frenzi", whenever there was a battle, he would charge forward like a madman, even if he didn't sleep for three days and nights, as soon as the gunfire sounded, he would leave again with spirit and dash forward. For this habit of dereliction of duty, even Song Zheyuan couldn't do anything about it, no matter how many times he was told to change, he couldn't.
However, this habit also led to the emergence of a large number of small "crazies" in the 29th Army. Every time they fought, as long as He's "crazy" flashed out of his outer garment and charged forward with a big knife, a group of "crazy" soldiers would immediately follow behind him.
The mountain road was very narrow and rugged, allowing only one person to pass through at a time. Although He Jianguo and the others were in a great hurry, they couldn't pick up speed on such terrain.
As He Kexin approached closer and closer, the Japanese commander's face revealed a cold smile. In his view, the Japanese soldiers had already won this battle.
The guerrilla fighters on the mountain road had only over a hundred people left, and he still had nearly three hundred reserve troops in his hands, excluding the Japanese soldiers who were fighting with the guerrillas. Geographically, he had an absolute advantage, plus mortars, howitzers, light and heavy machine guns and many other firepower, He Jianguang and others thought it would not be easy to rush up.
From the foot of the mountain to the top, the mountain road is very narrow and can only allow one person to pass through. It's not until the end of the mountain road that it suddenly opens up. The special operations camp is now fighting on top, if it weren't for the sudden attack combined with concentrated heavy firepower that caught the Japanese off guard, the special operations camp might not have been able to charge forward and engage in close combat.
Even so, the Special Operations Battalion sacrificed more than half in the battle. The basic combat literacy of the Japanese army was very good, especially in close combat. The fallen soldiers were basically the same as those of the Special Operations Battalion and the Japanese soldiers.
To know that this is the elite of the 29th Army, it's just a tie with the ordinary soldiers of the Japanese army. If they were the ordinary soldiers of the 29th Army, I'm afraid three or four wouldn't be able to fight one on one. As for Wan Fulin and the Central Army troops, I estimate that ten wouldn't be their match either!
Just as the Japanese commander was fantasizing about how to annihilate this group of Vietnamese soldiers, a group of people suddenly flashed out from behind him, and hand grenades rained down like raindrops, covering the positions of light and heavy machine guns and mortars.
The explosion swept through the Japanese position in an instant, and the shrapnel flew horizontally, with many Japanese soldiers falling down.
Qin Yang's special warfare team Hell Shura generally pounced on the remaining Japanese army.
The submachine gun in his hand was spraying wildly, the scorching barrel burning his palm with blisters, but he seemed to feel nothing.
Qin Yang also killed the red eye. On the way to hurry, they were blocked by the Japanese army's crazy blocking, and every step forward was stepped on blood and corpses. Even though the special forces had an advantage in weapons and terrain, two team members still sacrificed.
Iron Head had a bandage wrapped around his head, grabbed a Japanese soldier and slammed him with his head, the Japanese soldier was covered in blood, then threw him down the cliff. Immediately afterwards, he pounced on another one.
Just now, when rushing to the last fortification on the road, Tie Tou was killing enthusiastically. The dying Japanese soldier frantically pulled out a hand grenade. At the critical moment, Yue Hai timely pressed him down underneath.
But Yue Hai...
This is the most arduous battle since the establishment of the special warfare team and also the first time there were martyrs.
"Kill!" Qin Yang roared, holding a light machine gun and jumping onto the parapet of the trench.
The special warfare team members were divided into four routes, covering each other, interweaving with each other, like a tightly woven large net, trapping the Japanese army inside. Although the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army was not weak either, compared to the German-equipped, specially trained war machines, it was obviously much worse.
Special warriors, are born as killing machines!
Moreover, there were more and more of He Jianguo and the soldiers of the 29th Army who were getting closer and closer, running and shooting at the same time.
Half an hour later!
Under the pincer attack of the special warfare troops and the 29th Army soldiers, all the Japanese soldiers who were desperately resisting were annihilated on the battlefield. The sound of gunfire that had lasted from dawn till noon finally stopped.
Standing on the battlefield, Qin Yang looked around.
On the hillside, there were weapons of the 29th Army and Japanese soldiers everywhere, smashed steel helmets, cut-off rifles, large knives with serrated blades like saw teeth, twisted bayonets...
Everything was stained with dried blood.
Some warriors and enemies were tightly embracing each other, people wanted to separate them, it really took a lot of effort, finally the comrades broke their fingers with tears and separated the two.
The sacrificed warriors were neatly arranged on the empty ground, densely packed from one end to the other, which was invisible. These warriors who might have been fighting just a few minutes ago are now quietly lying on this hot land they fought for.
They fulfilled a soldier's mission and responsibility with their own lives!
Qin Yang!
He Jianguo walked over with two large knives, this Hebei Yangcheng Hanzi looked like a black iron tower, his bare upper body was full of scars all over the place, not one bit inferior to Qin Yang's.
"How long has it been? What's the situation with the casualties?" Qin Yang looked at the dense, numerous corpses in front of him, his heart heavy.
"Over 600 men from the Special Operations Battalion have sacrificed, leaving only over 130 remaining. All 8 platoon leaders were killed in action, and Battalion Commander Wang Baoliang... The soldiers who came with me also sacrificed over 200 men!" He Jiguo's voice sounded somewhat subdued.
The Japanese army had around 600 people, while the special operations battalion and later supporting warriors totaled over 1,200 people. Moreover, Qin Yang's special forces attacked from behind, destroying the Japanese command center and blowing up the Japanese light and heavy firepower points. Despite this, more than 800 people were sacrificed. Except for the Japanese occupying geographical advantages, it can be seen that the Japanese combat effectiveness was very tenacious, and the Bushido spirit was particularly frightening. Until the end of the battle, not a single person surrendered, almost all died in battle!
The two of them fell silent, standing at the edge of the cliff and gazing out at the soldiers who were busy.
"How are your special forces casualties?" He asked after a while.
Qin Yang felt a pang in his heart, and his eyes dimmed slightly!
Yue Hai's sacrifice made him feel deeply grieved. Although the two people hadn't said a few words since their first meeting, this taciturn Northeasterner had left a deep impression on Qin Yang - being kind and brave in battle. But he didn't expect that for the sake of saving Tie Tou, he would actually make the ultimate sacrifice here.
As soon as he mentioned Yue Hai, Qin Yang thought of Tie Tou and hurriedly looked for him in the crowd.
In a corner, Tie Tou was silently weeping while holding the body of Yue Hai. The two had been close friends since they were in the same class in the Northeast Army, fighting together, bragging together and joining the Anti-Japanese Righteous and Brave Army together. They got separated midway but later Yue Hai found him again, and their deep feelings for each other became inseparable.
"Brother, brother, open your eyes and look at me! Didn't we say that no one is allowed to die, and we would fight together? How can you not keep your word?" Tie Tou bowed his head, holding Yue Hai's head in his arms, sobbing.
He could not forget the first time they met, he snatched away Yue Hai's new cloth shoes and his silly smile. He could not forget when Guo Songling rebelled against the government, Yue Hai carried him on his back from a pile of dead bodies. He could not forget in Changbai Mountain, Yue Hai gave him half of his dry rations.
"You scoundrel! You said we'd drive the devils out together, you said you'd see me get married, you said you'd go home and visit your old mother. How can you go back on your word!"
"Wake up quickly for me, I still haven't returned the money I borrowed from you, and I still haven't given back your shoes! Wake up quickly, I'm begging you, I'm begging you!"
Tie Tou pressed his face against Yue Hai's, which had long since gone cold. The strong man who had never frowned before began to sob uncontrollably.
The special forces soldiers gathered around, silently lowering their heads. Whether they were originally Northeast Army veterans or others who joined the special forces, they had all developed deep feelings for each other after several months of being together. Yue Hai's sacrifice made them extremely grieved.
"Get up for me!"
A loud shout came!
The special forces were all startled.
Tie Tou was suddenly interrupted, and he, who had already lost some of his sanity, reached out to touch his gun while turning his head around in anger. However, when he saw the person approaching, the flames of anger in his heart were like being doused with a ladle of cold water, and they were instantly extinguished.
"Coach!" Tie Tou hastily put down Yue Hai and stood up.
Qin Yang strode over with a face full of anger, looked down at Yue Hai on the ground, and flashed a hint of gloom in his eyes. He immediately raised his head and shouted: "Look at your appearance, do you still have any military bearing? Soldiers shed blood but not tears! If Yue Hai's spirit in heaven saw your current state, he would be restless even after death!"
"Look, so many people are lying here for what? For the unyielding faith in their hearts, for this land under their feet, for not disgracing the two words 'military man', who among them does not have parents, wives and children, brothers and friends, who among them does not have their own concerns, but they still do not retreat. I am proud of them!"
Qin Yang dragged the iron-headed man to the front of the sacrificed soldier, pointing at the corpse that was as long as a mountain, his eyes seemingly spewing out fierce flames.
"What you should be doing now is picking up the gun in your hand and avenging your dead brothers, instead of squatting there like a woman and crying! I'm ashamed for you!"
Qin Yang pushed Tie Tou out with one hand and looked at him coldly.
Tie Tou struggled to his feet, wiping away the tears on his face. His gaze turned cold once more as he stared at Qin Yang without a word. He picked up the military cap that had fallen off and dusted it clean before solemnly putting it back on his head. Then, with a slow and deliberate motion, he saluted Yue Hai who was still lying on the ground.
"Brush!" The special warfare team members raised their hands together!
He Jikun raised his hand!
All twenty-nine warriors on the mountain top raised their hands together.
At this moment, the wind also mourns for the martyrs!
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