The special battalion of Moyunling also seemed to know their fate, they did not ask for retreat again, and in the early hours of the morning, after another round of heavy artillery fire from the Japanese army, the blue sky and white sun flag was finally torn to pieces in the artillery fire.

We, all the people on the East Coast, saw the scene of the flag flying and shattering in the air, it was a scene that silenced everyone, the flag was meant to indicate the existence of an army, the flag was lost, and the army under the flag would not last long.

The remnants of the special battalion, almost fifty or so people, retreated to the main peak of Moyunling, where the back is the cliff, and below the cliff is the Nu River, where it is a dead end.

They have lost all their heavy weapons, their fate is decided, and if the Japanese army charges again, these fifty or so people will fall into a catastrophe from which they will never recover.

Just when we were all waiting for the final fight and it was playing out in front of our eyes, without warning, our familiar singing voice suddenly came from Moyun Ridge:

“…… You don't see it, the end of the Han army, the weak crown is a captive, please be long. You don't see it, Ban Dingyuan is far away, and the peerless light cavalry urges the battle clouds. The boy should be in serious danger, how can he let the Confucian crown miss this life, the situation is that the country is in danger, and the feather competition will not stop! Abandon my old pen, with my wartime jin, a call for more than 100,000 comrades, singing war songs to join the army, join the army to clean the dust, and swear to sweep away the Japanese slaves without regard for themselves! ……”

The comrades on the other side of the river have made us feel both disappointed and sad when they sang about our soldiers, which doubles our shame, and we have abandoned our comrades in front of our own eyes to be chopped up. In the last moments of their lives, the warriors of Moyunling chose to say goodbye to this world in such a way.

Perhaps their bravery and unflinching were admired even by the enemy, and while they were singing, the Japanese stopped shelling. But their infantry swarmed out like locusts, and it looked like the last attack of the Japanese army. This time, there was no artillery fire, because the more than 50 Chinese soldiers on the top of the mountain no longer had to waste artillery fire, they were singing, they ran out of ammunition and food, and they had no ability to resist.

I stood in the trench and watched with a dead heart, Huang Wenlie watched with his hands cut upside down and looked at it restlessly, Duan Biao watched with anger, and Mao Xiaodou watched with tears streaming down his face...... No matter what mood we are in, we can only watch.

The Japanese had already rushed to the top of the hill, and they did not encounter a single bullet in the counterattack, and we heard the shouts of a Japanese soldier, and if anyone could understand Japanese, it was the Japanese army making a final persuasion to surrender.

Then we heard louder and more orderly shouts coming from Moyunling: "Brethren on the east bank! Fifty meters in front of the formation! Let's have a few shells! ”

- The special service battalion pretended to give up resistance, waited for the Japanese army to gather, and then called for artillery fire to die with the enemy! It's a great farewell! This is the key to awakening numbness and awakening slumber!

Huang Wenlie was no longer irritable, his face was pale: "The artillery is in place!" ”

Mao Xiaodou was already crying and squatted on the ground: "Don't shoot, don't shoot." ”

Huang Wenlie shouted angrily: "Come on, drag him away, and annoy the people like crying and mourning!" ”

Another shout came from the opposite bank: "30 meters in front of the target formation!" Open fire! Breeds! ”

"Is it calibrated?"

"Calibration, Captain!"

"Fire!"

Huang Wenlie almost roared and gave the order, our two battle defense guns fired, and the shells flew towards the Moyunling position with a whistling roar, the shells exploded, and the flames burst into thick smoke.

The special battalion and the Japanese army have become an inseparable distance, and our shells have destroyed the Japanese army, and also destroyed the special service battalion.

More shells were fired from the east bank towards Moyunling, and there was no order to open the artillery, but sporadic shelling by various units. The shells exploded on the position of the main peak of Moyunling, and the naked eye could clearly see the flesh and blood flying bodies, those bodies came from the Japanese army, and also from our comrades.

At dawn, the sun flag of the Japanese army was planted on the Moyunling position, and after two days and two nights of fierce fighting, they had completely occupied Moyunling.

We are sure that all the officers and men of the special service battalion have become heroic and brave, and no one will survive such a bitter battle, unless someone jumps off the cliff at the last moment, but if he does not fall off the cliff and dies, he will inevitably roll down into the turbulent Nu River and die in the belly of the fish.

Now everyone is relieved, because the answer is already there. The upper peaks can concentrate on writing casualty reports and posthumously awarding commendations to martyrs, and we don't have to look at the heartbreak of life and death.

In the commendation appointment, because of my meritorious service in guarding Qingyundu, I was promoted to one rank and became a lieutenant. The battle was fought miserably, and the official was promoted step by step. So it seems to me that everything has not changed for us, and it is still the same as before, the same as before, and there is no hope in sight.

"Anzi, I know, the Engineer Corps blew up Qingyundu." Duan Biao called for dinner and handed me the portion of it.

"As expected, they're good at this." I opened the lunch box, today's food is okay, not multigrain rice, but white flour steamed buns that I haven't seen for a long time.

"What are you good at?" Duan Biao pinched a cigarette in one hand and steamed buns in the other.

"I'm good at blowing up bridges, and I'm good at blowing up all buildings that can make the Japanese chase us slowly. You called from the Tianshui River, you don't understand this yet. ”

Duan Biao was stunned for a while: "Damn, it's really!" The Tianshui River Bridge has just been blown up, and this is blowing up again! The deflated calves are addicted! ”

"The deflated calves didn't have the confidence to defend Qingyundu, so they had to blow it up. Just like Moyunling, if you send reinforcements over, do you say you can hold it? I looked at Duan Biao with some playfulness.

Duan Biao thought about it very seriously: "Why can't you keep it?" Look at the special battalion, 2,000 people have been guarding for two days and two nights, if we send heavy reinforcements, it is really impossible to say......"

Then Duan Biao sighed again: "In that case, the brothers of the special service battalion will not fight a single one......"

I ignored his emotion, puffed out my lips and continued to teach Duan Biao to solve his doubts: "This is your Duan Biao's idea, and it may be the idea of countless Duan Biao...... Don't stare at me, including me, I think so too. But the deflated calves didn't think so, they had already decided from the beginning that Moyunling would definitely not be able to hold it! Even if you send heavenly soldiers and generals, it's useless. Therefore, even with them, they will never have confidence, thinking that we can defend Qingyundu! How good is it to blow it up? It's a hundred times, and the Japanese can't get by, and we can't get by. ”

Duan Biao finished his meal in my tirade, and I suspect he didn't even listen to what I was saying, but Duan Biao proved that he at least heard the last sentence I said: "Qingyundu has been bombed, and when we counterattack, we will have to rebuild...... Tired of these grandsons of the Engineer Corps! Whoever blew it up is going to fix it fuckingly! ”

Duan Biao is still thinking about counterattacking, in this matter, I have long positioned myself at the height of the prophet, and in my opinion, counterattack may be a matter of the next life.

After blowing up Qingyundu, we set up a defensive line on the east bank of the Nu River, which stretched for more than 200 kilometers, blocking the strategic plan of the Japanese army to continue its eastward advance. The Japanese seemed to agree with this confrontation, and began to build fortifications in deep ditches and high fortifications. It's a reassuring move, and I think our top may have raised a glass to celebrate when they saw it.

If you lose a battle, you can be added to the ranks, not to mention that we actually held the river defense, which is tantamount to a great victory in the eyes of Shangfeng. In the autumn of the war, the dispatch of officials was originally generous, so soon after, Chongqing's commendation order came, and almost all the personnel who did not participate in the war were promoted to a higher level as long as they were scratched. Huang Wenlie regained his rank of colonel, I was the fastest person to be promoted in the new 200 regiment, and I jumped two levels in a month and became the only major battalion commander in our regiment.

A large number of defeated troops from Burma were replenished into our regiment, and with the successive strong soldiers, the new 200 regiment now finally has the size of a regiment.

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