Yes, after the Battle of Gushan, the only thing that made Liu Lang happy was not how many Japanese troops were annihilated in that battle, nor was it that he could finally win the battle in front of Luowenyu Pass, or even that he could lead hundreds of people to survive.

Instead, when night fell yesterday, he led people to the top of Gushan Mountain again, and searched the battlefield with hopes that he knew was impossible, he found Chi Dakui, who was swept up by the air waves and thrown into a pit and buried by a large amount of soil.

Originally, buried in a large amount of earth, even if he was lucky enough to avoid the next cannonball fragments and air waves, he would have died of suffocation due to lack of oxygen.

But Chi Dakui's luck was not ordinarily good, a sapper shovel that was blown up by the Japanese army was just ten centimeters obliquely above his head, forming an inclined plane, leaving a certain space for his mouth and nose, and the soil left some gaps because of the softness, just enough to breathe Chi Dakui's already extremely weak oxygen supply.

There was a deep enough tunnel, no shells fell on it, there was something to block the soil, the body was weak enough to take in enough oxygen, and the four conditions were indispensable, and Chi Dakui was extremely lucky to encounter them.

Of course, the most important thing is that Liu Lang came up in the night at the risk of danger, otherwise no matter how lucky he is, he will eventually die alone on the battlefield because of his heavy injuries.

When Chi Dakui was dug out of the dirt and his snort and pulse were faint but still there, Liu Lang almost burst into tears. This is perhaps the best reward that the sky has given to the Battle of the Lonely Mountain.

Because of the artillery coverage, the Japanese army was hit the top of the mountain, and they had no chance to enter the anti-slope trench behind the mountain, so the seriously wounded who were still alive in the anti-slope trench survived, plus Chi Dakui's unexpected surprise, and Cai Dadao, whose chest was pierced but extremely tenacious, there were 9 in total, plus Su Huikai's communication sergeant, a total of 10 people survived, and the rest were all killed.

If you have to talk about the casualty rate, it is 98 percent!

But 10 people, in the end, only five remained, and one night passed, and five seriously wounded people stopped breathing. Liu Lang is not a god, he can't conjure up antibiotics, and he doesn't have the ability to take out a needle to give blood transfusions to these officers and soldiers who have lost a lot of blood now, although the technology of blood transfusion has been invented in the Western world, and the famous doctor who won the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 1930 has also studied the human blood type, but this is still a new thing in China, and several health soldiers have never heard of it.

Liu Lang and the others could only watch a few wounded soldiers breathe, and this kind of thing was by no means just a few of them, that cave was already the best environment they could find, but after a night, the seriously wounded of the 1st Infantry Battalion and the Death Squad and the Pistol Company of the 2nd Division were directly gone.

did not die on the battlefield, but died in the arms of his comrades, looking at the young and pale face, as well as the nostalgia for this world in his eyes, but in the end they could only fall silent, which was definitely a big stimulus for Liu Lang.

This is also an important reason why Liu Lang will choose doctors with superb medical skills to form a field medical team no matter what unit he organizes in the future. His soldiers, it's not that he can't die, he has nothing to say when he dies on the battlefield, but dying on a hospital bed is his dereliction of duty as a commander.

Of course, doing this is naturally a significant increase in costs, Liu Lang, who has been serving as a logistics commander for him, has been sending a steady stream of cheap fathers to the ocean, when he heard that the money he worked hard to earn was spent a lot of money by this loser to hire a female nurse, and almost didn't scold his fat son ancestor who was usually not good, and the final result was to run to the ancestral grave to incense, and ask the seventeenth generation ancestor to forgive an unscrupulous descendant.

As for himself, it's not enough to scold himself!

The remains of the soldiers who had been integrated with the top of the lonely mountain were all put into the grave dug by the general's subordinates, and the uniforms of two generals and a colonel were covered in three wooden boxes full of flesh and blood, which was the last warmth that the lieutenant general insisted on giving himself to these subordinates who had become one with the mountains and rivers of the motherland.

"In the early spring in northern China, the wind is still cool, but the general still chooses to take off his general uniform and wear only white clothes, giving his soldiers the last warmth!

In the past few days of interviews, I have shed too many tears because of these brave people, I don't want to cry, I don't want to be cowardly, I want to be as strong as them, and I can face the Japanese invaders calmly, even if I don't face death very calmly.

However, I still cried.

I thought, maybe it was the general, instead of the father of the young soldiers, who gave them a gentle hug! I hope that when they leave, they will have an incomparably warm embrace as they did when they came into this world.

I once had the opportunity to interview several soldiers here, and I asked them if they had the opportunity to say a word to their families, what they wanted to say the most, and most of them would say to me gloomily, please tell your parents, wives and children on your behalf, and Yinyang will be sent by the commander, so you don't have to worry about life.

I know that they must love their families, but they can only express it in this way. Yes, they fought with their lives, just hoping that their hometown would not be invaded by the Japanese invaders, and that their parents, wives and children could have a stable life, and that's it.

Only one young soldier, who was silent for a long time, handed me a drawing, a yellowed piece of papyrus, drawing in pencil like a drawing, and I could vaguely see that it was a woman lying on a couch, and in front of the bed kneeling a soldier with only his back.

On the right side of the screen, five words are written: Mom, I'm sorry!

At that moment, my tears were like bursting rivers.

I know that the young soldier, before he enlisted in the army, should have been a student, and the reason why he wrote this may be because he did not listen to his mother's admonition; Perhaps, it was because he knew that if he went to the First World War this time, he would not be able to serve his mother in this life. This is the greatest regret of being born as a son of man.

However, he still chose to fight, but asked me to hand over such a picture to him, please forgive me for not being able to write his name, for I am afraid that his mother will be sad when she sees this news, please forgive me for my cowardice, I do not want me to cause the sadness of the mother who should be waiting for the return of her son.

In other words, before writing this text, I was more expecting that I would find this young soldier, but after I came here, I couldn't find him, and after asking Company Commander He, he told me that the young man who studied at Yan University and had a great future was on the top of this lonely mountain.

Now, he should be in the warm arms of the general, his general, half dressed in white, standing in the cold wind of the north, his body is as cold as ice, but the blood is in the eyes! ”

Ming Yu published in the war diary in the People's Daily in the evening, describing her mood of standing on a lonely mountain today.

She did not write about how the general gave great glory to the soldiers who died in battle and the soldiers who survived the catastrophe.

Because she felt that in the face of the great military exploits obtained by these soldiers, what the general did was not too much.

"Stand upright! Salute! ”

In front of the huge earthen bag, in front of the tombstone of the "Thirty-eight Martyrs of the Lonely Mountain" written by the general himself with the blood of his middle finger, all the Chinese officers and soldiers stood straight and saluted.

They stood so straight, from generals to soldiers.

Only this time, no one will give them a gift in return.

Those buried here were all the officers and soldiers who were integrated with the position, and the rest of the bodies were wrapped in white cloth and transported back to Luowenyu Pass.

The officers and soldiers who died in battle on the No. 1 and No. 2 heights were also buried in the same way, three hills, three tombs.

They will always stand on their ground, gazing at the north of China! Just like when they were alive.

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