Tangla County in Rehe Province is located on a plain bordering Inner Mongolia, which is flat and full of undulating hills, but not very undulating, and overgrown with knee-high weeds.

The ground is slightly sandy soil, which is the best soil for growing wild grasses, and it is the favorite pasture grass of cattle and sheep, so it is also called the land of pasture.

Today, this pasture county, which is famous for its high-quality pastures, has changed beyond recognition.

Because it is located in the key place where Rehe Province and the Inner Mongolia grassland are connected, this peaceful county town that was indisputable in the past has also been transformed into a Shura field today.

As far as the eye can see, there are fragmented grasslands that have been dug up everywhere, and trenches are all over the high posts in the south of the county, which looks like the scars of the prairie.

In these deep and shallow trenches, a Chinese soldier in gray military uniform was busy with his head, their military uniforms were already tattered, covered with mud and bloodstains, some of them were their own and some of them were devils, so that the clothes were almost impossible to see their original color.

These ragged soldiers were filling sacks with dirt and carrying them to the edge of the trenches in pairs, where they formed fortifications to withstand the gunfire and bullets of the devils.

Although they knew that these sacks filled with sand and dirt could not withstand a cannonball from the devil, the people were still busy and meticulous, after all, this was the only thing they relied on to save their lives now.

On the battlefield, if there is more hope for life, no one will give up.

Only those who have experienced the cruelty of war and walked on the edge of life and death will know the preciousness of life and cherish their own lives.

Some of the wounded were lying in the trenches, in pain, most of them were seriously wounded, and the lightly wounded had already gone to help the soldiers, most of these people were physically destroyed, and could only lie here and wait for death.

The trenches are full of the ** that tries to suppress it, and from time to time you can hear some ** abruptly stopping, which means that a life has left this world again, and has entered another world where I don't know if there is pain, hunger or war.

"Company commander, how long can we hold out?" A soldier leaned against the wall of the trench with a cigarette between his fingers, sniffing greedily, reluctant to put him in his mouth and light it, for it was the only possession he had left now.

In addition, there is only the Hanyang that can't even be seen quickly, and it is this old friend who has accompanied him for seven or eight years.

In the past seven or eight years, he has changed from a rookie who doesn't understand anything and pees his pants when he hears the sound of the cannon to a veteran who can still be calm and soak in urine under the sound of the devil's machine gun, making him brush shoulders with death again and again.

But this time, he knew he was probably going to live to the end.

The devil's troops on the opposite side could not be seen at a glance, there were devils' camps everywhere, everywhere were the devils' black 92 and crooked machine guns, everywhere were snowy bayonets, and the well-trained fierceness made him feel a chill in his heart.

In just one charge just now, the devils sent a brigade, and the ferocity made the soldiers almost unable to withstand it, and finally after repelling the devil's attack, there were less than fifty people left in the whole company, and the wounded accounted for more than half.

On the other hand, on my side, the troops of a company, even the weapons are uneven, many weapons are picked up from the corpse of the devil, as for the artillery support, except for being able to think about it when I am dreaming, after waking up, I feel that I am talking about a dream.

"Grandma's, who calls themselves a ragtag army, a warlord armed that grandma doesn't love and uncle doesn't love." The veteran spat viciously, thinking hatefully.

Their company belonged to the First Independent Brigade of the Rehe Anti-Japanese Resistance, and it was a team under Yan Laoxi, but in fact, Chief Yan didn't give them a fart except for an empty number, but sent them to this Rehe to die.

The total population of Tangla County is only 20,000, and the company commander recruited soldiers here for a month, and only found twelve who were willing to serve as soldiers, and the largest one was already forty.

The company was stationed here for less than a month and a half, and the devil's troops came, and the vanguard unit had a wing, and a large number of troops came in the follow-up, and the total strength has reached a brigade by now.

However, during this time, the devil's attack was not too violent, and he usually attacked once a day routinely, and then went back to sleep.

But from three days ago, the attack of the devils suddenly became fierce, and it can only be described as crazy, every day, the positions were ploughed by shells, the trenches were filled with shells and dug out, and then they were filled in, and this was repeated several times a day.

Under the fierce attack here, even they didn't expect that they would be able to survive all the way to today.

The company commander lowered his head and thought about it, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I don't know, now we can only live one day at a time, we have no reinforcements and no ammunition supply, how long can we support it?" ”

The veteran stopped talking, he also knew these situations, and now the company can be said to be exhausted, that is, in the last struggle.

There was silence in the trenches, and the soldiers knew what they were doing, so no one answered.

The company commander stretched his waist, and then asked the veteran, "You kid doesn't want to be a deserter again, I can tell you kid, if you dare to be a deserter, Lao Tzu will be the first to collapse you." ”

Hearing what the company commander said, the veteran scoffed, "Snort, you are too underestimating people, although we are veteran oilers, but we also know what time it is, you are forcing me to go with a gun, and I will not leave." ”

"It's good, isn't it a big scar in the bowl when the head is gone, and I'm still a man after eighteen years." Another soldier beside the veteran shouted, "Fight with the little devils, it, I'm afraid they won't succeed." ”

"That is, beat these grandchildren and let them know how powerful the Chinese are." The soldiers were shouting and shouting, and for a time the crowd was excited and lively.

The company commander was about to say something, when suddenly there was a low sound in the sky, and then there was the scream of a cannonball piercing the air, his face suddenly changed, and he fell down with a roar, "Devil shelling, all lie down." ”

The warriors bent down one after another, as close to the trench wall as possible.

When I looked up, I saw that the sky was densely covered with black spots, which were so dense that it made people feel that the sky was gloomy.

That is, after a breath, the shells fell from the sky, covering the positions of the Chinese army in an instant, and waves of surging air raged between the trenches, rolling up the earth and blood in the sky.

The company commander crouched in the trench, feeling that his heart was about to be shaken out of his chest, and he secretly cursed in his heart, "Is this little devil crazy?" ”

The usual shelling stopped in ten minutes at most, and the longest one was only fifteen minutes, but this time the devil's shelling lasted for half an hour, and there was no intention of stopping.

The time was extremely long, the density was unprecedented, the position had long been turned into a sea of fire, and shrapnel seemed to be peanut shells thrown everywhere in the cinema, densely covered with the ground.

Finally, when the shelling lasted forty-five minutes, it finally stopped, but before the people in the position could catch their breath, the devil's charge began.

Twenty-four crooked handles and six Type 92 heavy machine guns were lined up, and the tongues of fire seemed to be pouring down heavy rain towards the opposite position, and the momentum made the company commanders and them couldn't help but have dry throats and swallow their saliva hard.

"Company commander, these grandchildren seem to be in a hurry." Lying on the position ploughed by artillery fire, the veteran held his Hanyang-made army and aimed at the crowd of devils, but then he cried out.

No wonder he behaved like this, this time the devil's attack was obviously ahead of the scale, and the chariots alone were transferred up to twelve vehicles, and those behemoths were spewing black smoke on their buttocks, and the hideous muzzle front fingers were accelerating at the front.

Behind these steel shells, there were dense Japanese troops like locusts, and these Japanese soldiers, under the leadership of Jun Cao, charged forward silently, and it was obvious that they were well-trained veterans.

If you look at the position, you will see that there are Japanese soldiers everywhere, and everywhere there are dangling turtle shells, and the dazzling light of bayonets.

"Brothers, if you have anything to say, if you want to say it, hurry up." The company commander pulled out the large and small nose of his shell gun, lay on his back next to the bunker, and shouted, "If you don't talk about it for a while, you won't have time to talk about it." ”

The warriors burst into laughter, and some began to cry wolf.

A dark-faced warrior pulled his neck and shouted into the trench behind, "Xiao Cui, this battle is over, Lao Tzu will definitely marry you." ”

Amid the laughter of the crowd, a female medic in the rear trench blushed with shame.

The veteran also laughed, but his tears flowed down when he laughed and laughed, and he hugged Hanyang and howled, "Mother, my son is fighting devils, I can't give you back to do my filial piety, you take care." ”

This long and mournful howl echoed under the cloudy sky, and it did not stop for a long time.

The company commander and many people had tears in their eyes, and they all thought of their relatives, and secretly wished them peace.

At this time, the front troops of the devil had rushed to a position less than eighty meters away from the position, and they were still rapidly approaching.

The company commander stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned over, and the shell gun in his hand spewed out angry flames, "Hit me." ”

"Kill the devil!"

"Kill the devil!"

A warrior wiped away his tears and shot angry flames at the devil.

For a while, the sound of gunfire resounded throughout the world, as if it was a tragic war song, which was immortally sung.

Good man, he has no regrets about blood-stained heaven and earth!

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