Because the two brothers still have the possibility of rescue, the old monkey who finally regained his calm after seeing the armed stretcher team leave, finally remembered the private who was killed by Lin Hao for the first time, that is a super military merit, if it is a Japanese military official, not to mention that he has five babies now, even if there are ten babies in the future, Lin Hao's red envelopes can also be afforded.

However, no one knew him, and the corpse was a little whiter and fatter than the other Japanese soldiers, and there were no other obvious features. A Japanese signal soldier who died next to him was carrying an adjutant-level command knife on his back.

The infantry squad simply lifted the private and the signal soldier whose head had been broken, and as long as there were prisoners in the 77th Wing, they would eventually recognize who this thing was.

As a result, although this former official was a lieutenant general in the time and space, although he did not enjoy that honor in this time and space, he also sat on the sliding rod for free after his death, although it was the kind with his hooves facing the sky. Sort of, it's a kind of compensation!

The two commanders of the Red Army, each with a main battalion, came from one left and one right to the remnants of the 77th Infantry Wing, but they did not get meat to eat this time.

They've come pretty quickly.

Originally, the tactical purpose of the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment was only to block the Japanese troops in the mountains and block the places where the Japanese troops might enter the mountains, and as long as they were blocked for less than half an hour, the main force of the two regiments organized by the 17th Division with the 772nd Regiment as the vanguard would crush the Japanese troops blocking the front line at Jiuguan and then surround them.

But no one expected that the commander of the 77th Wing of the Japanese Army would be so decisive, leading the remnants of his wing to retreat 20 minutes early, and immediately entered the mountains shortly after the shelling, and the shelling lasted more than 15 minutes, which also caused all the main forces to leave 35 minutes later than the Japanese army, and it was already an hour and a half after arriving at the battlefield.

That is, the time for the 1st battalion of the independent regiment to block the Japanese army alone was more than 40 minutes.

What is even more unexpected is that the Japanese army, who jumped over the wall in a hurry, launched a decisive charge. Then, naturally, the corpses were slaughtered.

The "Hitler Chainsaw" could be a nightmare for all infantry if it had not been exposed to artillery and had sufficient protection. You know, it's an artifact that will last a full 50 years.

The Japanese troops lying in front of the two hilltop positions, as high as more than 1,300 people, densely covered the valley and slopes, just like Lidengxing turned back in despair and then resolutely left, when the earthy yellow military uniform almost covered the dark green vegetation, that scene, even the two red regiment commanders who had been through a hundred battles and had long been as tough as a tightrope couldn't help but gasp when they saw it.

The Japanese, crazy enough. The first battalion of the Independent Regiment was also awesome enough, and a blocking battle was turned into a war of annihilation by them. This combat effectiveness is leveraged.

As the dark gray color of the mountains arrived, the Japanese soldiers who fled into the mountains sporadically were driven out of the bushes and through the cracks in the stones in panic like hares being hunted, and then killed. It was not without desperation that they wanted to surrender on their knees, but no one accepted it.

It was not that the Chinese officers and soldiers were killed quickly, because the previous Japanese wounded and sneak attack led to casualties, and the news of Liu Tuanzuo's angry beating of the main battalion commander, company commander, platoon commander, and squad leader under his command had already spread throughout the Jiuguan front. Including the two regiment commanders of the red troops, the commanders at all levels gave a death order, and if anyone caused them to be whipped, how much they suffered, they would be paid back twice.

You must know that although Liu Tuanzuo is not a very big official, he is now the deputy commander-in-chief of the independent regiment and the 129th division.

Of course, the official authority of the deputy commander-in-chief is only secondary. In the battle of Jiuguan, Liu Tuanzuo completely convinced the two red regiment commanders, that was the most important thing. The independent regiment is not only equipped with ox forks, but the combat effectiveness and willpower of this officer and soldier are even more impressive, and the hard-headed spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice at a critical moment is not inferior to the red veterans of the red army who have experienced a great strategic shift of 10,000 miles.

It can be said that Liu Tuanzuo's prestige was not given by the colonel's collar medal and the appreciation of the future military god, but by the real fight.

On the battlefield, if you want to win respect, you rely on victory.

Not to mention the victory that comes out of the fight.

When the gunfire subsided, the two lieutenant generals and two regiment commanders who came immediately after had not yet entered the position of the first battalion, but the first thing they saw was a stretcher team hurrying out of the mountains and heading straight for the road.

Because they didn't bring stretcher soldiers, the soldiers took local materials, used a 38 cover more than one meter long as a bar, used the strips of cloth torn from the military uniforms they took off as the bed surface, and carefully put the two soldiers who had been injected with cardiac injections and anti-inflammatory injections and hung plasma bags on the stretchers, and the four soldiers carried them in groups, trying to maintain their balance and ran out of the mountain.

A heavily armed infantry squad in the front and rear, and in the middle were two medics and a group of firepower platoon shooters who had lost their machine guns and mortars and took turns to serve as stretchers, almost half a small infantry company. Even the deputy battalion commander Ye Zifei, the wounded old monkey and Xiong Si, who began to scream in pain, only one infantry squad remained.

I don't know, I think it's a big shot?

This formation startled the two lieutenant generals, thinking that something was wrong with Ye Zifei, the current supreme commander of the first battalion, and pulled an infantry squad leader who fell behind the infantry squad at the back to ask, only to know that there was only a sergeant and a senior soldier on the stretcher.

But it was three soldiers who stubbornly attacked an infantry squad of the Japanese army and annihilated it completely. This record, this spirit, if you don't accept it, you can't do it.

"Salute!" With a roar of respect in his eyes, Lieutenant General Zhao, everyone present, from the lieutenant general to the colonel and regiment commander to the most ordinary private, violated the battlefield regulations for the first time and saluted the stretcher team that rushed away.

It doesn't matter about identity, it's from comrades-in-arms and comrades-in-arms.

From mountain to mountain, from mountain road to mountain road, as long as they can still move, all the officers and men raised their right hands against the stretcher team, which is racing against time.

Regardless of courtesy, they were not only saluting the two wounded soldiers, but also paying tribute to the spirit, and even the victory.

However, this kind of honor, it is estimated that looking at the entire independent regiment, I am afraid that no one can compare with it at the level of soldiers or even at the level of captains and officers.

This awesome can definitely blow for a lifetime.

Just like when the old monkey heard this scene in the future, the old monkey was stunned. Because he laughed too hard, his mouth was crooked all the time, and after dangling on the side of the black skin of the fourth squad leader of the old rival or the creditor for a long time without getting a response, he finally couldn't help it: "Black skin, 10 yuan of ocean and a collective signature talisman of the third class, except for you to pay, the brothers in your class are all free, what?" ”

"Holy shit, I won't kill you." The black-skinned squad leader was almost not mad by this thing, but in the end, he still had to admit it, and he lost ten oceans to book a signed amulet, who let him not have those two awesome little brothers?

It's okay if you can live if you are pierced through the chest with a bayonet, you can live even if you are hit by four machine gun bullets, and you are absolutely God protecting the type.

It's just that when he reacted to it, the old monkey still owed him ten oceans, which he could have obtained for free, but the old monkey had already slipped away with ten oceans with a smile. There is such a stupid uncle who gives a red envelope to the baby, and he has to collect it for the baby. As for the ten yuan in arrears, it is a gambling account anyway, and I will talk about it at the gambling table.

Don't say it, the old monkey's idea is really good, there are really a lot of people who come to ask the old monkey for the collective signature of the three classes, the three super immortal Xiaoqiang, what if you get a little luck? When Liu Tuanzuo knew, the squad leader was eager to do business to the Third Army.

The crying and laughing Langtuanzuo immediately went out in person to collect someone's "illegal gains", ya, fighting a war turned his third class into a "koi" in the future. Special mother, luck peat, this is the spirit of not afraid of death, okay?

Liu Tuanzuo probably didn't know, the beautiful reporter quietly found the old monkey and got the crooked signatures of the three of them, and sewed them into the placket of a certain Tuanzuo who didn't know it. Who made his clothes habitually let a beautiful reporter take them to wash?

Of course, that's for later.

The current situation is that when the leaves fly out of the mountain, the commanders of the three parties on the Jiuguan front line have finally gathered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we won, and the 77th Infantry Wing has been completely annihilated. It's a pity that their wing flag has been burned in advance and has not been captured, and its wing leader, Lidengxing, has disappeared, and there are no prisoners here, and they cannot be recognized. Ye Zifei reported.

"It doesn't matter, they attach great importance to the little devil's wing flag, in fact, it's just a broken flag, this time it was not captured, and next time, our battle with the Japanese invaders may take a long time, and there is a chance." Zhao Shoushan waved his hand and smiled faintly. "We just need to know that we won, don't we, guys?"

"Yes, we won, Division Commander Zhao, Chief Li, Deputy Battalion Commander Ye, in the battle of Jiuguan, we won." Head Ye said impassionedly.

"Old Pass, we completely annihilated an infantry wing of the Japanese invaders, and the colleagues of the Third Army and the 129th Division and the Independent Regiment on the Niangzi Pass front are still fighting, 60 kilometers away, Regiment Commander Liu and Brigade Commander Chen may still be fighting bloody battles with the Japanese invaders, but we Chinese will definitely win this victory." Zhao Shoushan looked into the distance, and his voice was like a golden stone, "Because this is our land, each of us is willing to give our lives for it." ”

"I, Lao Li, on behalf of the people of Shanxi, pay tribute to the brothers who fought bravely and sacrificed in Xuehua Mountain, Donkey Ridge, Niangziguan, Qiqian Village, Jiuguan, Jingcheng County, Shimen and other places." Comrade Li's face suddenly became solemn.

He seemed to understand a little bit that the gap between his army management and these colleagues in front of him was not in equipment, but in spirit and belief.

There are some truths, it is better to understand them early than later. Jin Jun, also Chinese.

The generals and colonels in the audience were solemn.

Oh, yes! Victory, but the sacrifice, no less enormous.

Long......

"Chiefs, no matter what, this time, we are victorious, victorious, and it is worth cheering." The madman warlord grinned.

"Yes, we are victorious, and we deserve to be cheered." Zhao Shoushan changed his previous elegance, blushed, raised his hand high, and shouted, "Victory!" ”

Behind the glasses, there were hidden tears, and more than 5,000 Shaanxi Lengwa of the 17th Division were still lying on the battlefield.

"Victory!" The rest of the generals also chanted.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

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Beginning with them, all the soldiers who could stand up raised their guns and chanted in love.

Like a tsunami in the mountains of China, the sound of the waves spread out for more than ten miles, much louder than the explosion of the 105 howitzer.

It's just that shouting and shouting, tears are not just in the eyes, but all over the cheeks, rough and a little dirty.

Tears rained down.

Many brothers never had the opportunity to hear this voice again, never to raise their guns again.

Without sacrifice, there can be no victory.

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PS: Many book friends say that I have been writing too much recently, and I have written in such detail about a small battle, that is because Fengyue really doesn't like to write that the protagonist commands the big army to destroy the enemy to give people a huge sense of coolness, and Fengyue likes to use those small soldiers to reflect the hardships of the battle, and the difficulties of the ancestors of that era. Ninety-nine percent of the people cast on the monument are those small soldiers that we never knew. Without their sacrifices, where would victory have come?

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