The next morning, Chi Chengfeng, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a huge explosion.

Hurriedly got up and rushed to the back of the observation hole to look out, before the day was clear, the little devil began to shell, and the power of this shelling was obviously different from yesterday, the feeling was simply the earth shaking, the sky was cracking, his battalion headquarters had been reinforced with reinforced concrete, and he felt a little shaky.

When he raised the telescope to inspect again, he saw that the entire forward position of the 3rd Company had become a burning sea of fire, and a large number of explosion fragments and debris and mud were flying in the air.

Behind Chi Chengfeng, Liao Yaoting said with a solemn expression: "The camp seat is the 105 mountain artillery group. ”

"Turtle son drop!" Liu Zhijian also scolded, "The power is more powerful than yesterday's 92 infantry guns." ”

Chi Chengfeng didn't say anything, but his hands holding the telescope suddenly trembled, just now, a huge red light suddenly bloomed at the front of the 3rd Company's position, and the top of one of the hidden forts was completely lifted away in an instant, and a large number of broken bricks and concrete fragments were whistling in all directions.

The corners of Chi Chengfeng's mouth twitched, and he suddenly turned back to Liao Yaoting and said, "Give me the regiment headquarters!" ”

Liao Yaoting hurriedly picked up the microphone and was about to shake the handle, but was stopped by Chi Chengfeng again: "Forget it." ”

Liao Yaoting silently put down the microphone again, he knew that Chi Chengfeng would have no bottom in his heart, Chi Chengfeng had always fought under the command of Tuanzuo, so he had developed the habit of asking Tuanzuo for everything, but last night, Tuanzuo had already made his words very clear, and he decided for himself if he had something, don't bother him!

Chi Chengfeng thought for a moment and said, "Let the 1st Company and the guard platoon assemble immediately." ”

The guard platoon and the 1st company directly under the 2nd Battalion of Baoshan have just finished assembling in the underground tunnels and bunkers, and the artillery preparations of the Yue army have also ended.

Soon, the figure of the Yue army rushed out of the smoke of gunpowder, and the first ones were two light tanks!

Seeing the figure of the army tank in the telescope, Chi Chengfeng's heart suddenly jumped, and he hurriedly said to Liao Yaoting behind him: "Quickly wave the flag to the forward position, remove the heavy machine gun in the dark fort to Lao Tzu, and ...... quickly."

Before the words fell, the 37mm main guns of the two light tanks opened fire at the same time, and the only remaining bunker in the front of the 3rd Company was suddenly in ruins, and the two light and heavy machine guns that had just entered the bunker together with the main and auxiliary shooters were heroic at once, and the masonry and concrete structure of the fort wall could withstand bullets, but it was impossible to resist the armor-piercing blasting shells of the 37mm anti-aircraft guns.

Chi Chengfeng trembled in distress, and slammed his fist on the cold cement wall.

In less than a moment, the devil infantry with bayonets rushed to the forward position of the 3rd company under the cover of tanks.

In the smoke of gunpowder, more than 50 soldiers in the forward position of the 3rd Company also jumped up from the trench with bayonets, and in two moments, they began to fight with their white blades.

Chi Chengfeng threw the telescope to the ground, turned his head and yelled: "The guards are ...... platoon"

"Camp, I'll go!" Liu Zhijian, the deputy of the battalion, rushed out of the headquarters first, carrying a box cannon and shouting angrily at the guard platoon that had already assembled and stood by, "If you are not afraid of death, go with Lao Tzu!" ”

………… In the dead of night, the Baoshan regiment headquarters.

War correspondent Zhao Xinyi was rushing to write a manuscript overnight on the faint oil lamp, and the title of the manuscript was "Battlefield Notes: Day 2"

December 29, 26th year of the Republic of China: At six o'clock in the morning, the Guozaki detachment of the army mobilized a large number of heavy artillery to bombard the position of the 2nd battalion and 3rd company of our regiment, and launched a fierce attack on the position of our 3rd company with tanks as the lead.

Major Liu Zhijian, deputy of the 2nd Battalion, led the guard platoon to fight back and martyred his country.

The deaths of Liu Ying's deputy and all the officers and men of the 3rd Company and the guard platoon are heavier than Mount Tai, because they truly fulfilled the promise made by the officers and men of the Sichuan Army when they left Sichuan: If they do not drive out the Japanese invaders, they will not return to their hometowns alive! Deputy Liu Ying and the vast number of Sichuan soldiers who have died in battle will never return to Sichuan alive, but their heroic souls will always be with us!

It's late at night, so I'll write here today, and I'll go to the cooking class to help cook later.

In another half an hour, our heroic regiment commander Yue will personally lead the 2nd battalion and 1st company to launch a night counterattack, swearing to recapture the lost position, I am just a weak woman, I can't replace the heroic soldiers to go to the battlefield to fight with Yuekou, but I can do what I can, never let our soldiers go to the battlefield hungry.

Okay, that's it, Zhao Xinyi, Yu Baoshan League Headquarters.

………… Under the stars, everything is silent.

If you don't get closer and take a closer look, it is difficult for you to find that in the tunnel nearly two meters deep, a large group of black pressure figures have gathered, and there are at least one hundred and fifty people!

More than 150 officers and men of the 2nd Battalion and 1st Company of Baoshan have gathered here.

The men of the cooking squad of the regimental headquarters and the confidential officer of the communications squad, as well as the two war correspondents, were busy adding hot white rice to the bowls in the hands of the officers and men, and each officer and soldier could also get two large pieces of fragrant fatty pork, but the officers and soldiers liked to see the beautiful female captain confidential and the female war correspondent the most.

Soon, the white rice, dried rice, and pork were distributed to each officer and soldier's bowl.

Under the starry sky, there was a wolf-swallowing sound all of a sudden, watching the officers and soldiers eat all of them like starving ghosts reincarnated, but Yue Weihan's heart hurt, what a good soldier, how brave and fearless a soldier? Knowing that this is likely to be the last meal of their lives, they are so calm and calm!

"Bang dang." One soldier was the first to finish eating, wiped his mouth and slammed his rice bowl on the ground.

Smashing the wine bowl or rice bowl has a special meaning, and this bowl is not smashed randomly, only the death squad is qualified to smash the bowl before the expedition, and smashes the guy who eats by himself, which means that the future is not enough, that is, they do not plan to come back alive on this expedition.

This is a solemn and silent oath by the officers and soldiers, and it is by no means a gimmick!

In less than a moment, every officer and soldier smashed their own rice bowls, the country was broken, the mountains and rivers were broken, and what was there to worry about personal life and death? Although the wife, children and mother are still there, they can't manage so much, who makes himself a soldier?

Yue Weihan, accompanied by several regimental deputies and battalion commanders, stepped on the debris to the front of the queue, and said solemnly: "Brothers, we will go on the expedition in five minutes, I don't want to and can't lie to you, this expedition is definitely a life of death, many of us will die in battle, and we will leave this world forever." ”

"You are heroes, and your names will be engraved on the martyrs' monuments, and you will always be honored by future generations, but, as your commander, I don't want to see you leave this world with regrets, so if you still have any unfulfilled wishes, you can put them forward now, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Tuanza, don't say anything, we don't have any last wishes."

"By the way, the meal has been eaten, the meat has also been eaten, you can take us on the road quickly!"

"Tuanza, you are not afraid of death as an official, what else do we have to be afraid of as soldiers?"

"Tuanza, the brothers in this mortal world have long had enough, and it is time to go to the underworld to find those dead brothers."

Yue Weihan saw it in his eyes but felt pain in his heart, and suddenly, two lines of tears had burst out of his eyes, this time, Yue Weihan did not open his face, let alone have any intention of hiding it, but let the tears slide down his cheeks, and let every officer and soldier present see this scene of his tears in his eyes.

Every officer and soldier present was suddenly shaken!

Including Cao Xinglong, Chi Chengfeng and several other battalion commanders who were killed by the old 3rd battalion, before tonight, no one had ever seen the group seat cry, and no one thought that their group seat would actually cry! War correspondent Zhao Xinyi hurriedly pressed the shutter of the camera in her hand, and after the flash, the picture was frozen forever.

"Okay, the brothers are all good, and they deserve to be soldiers of my Baoshan regiment!" Yue Weihan sighed and said, "However, I still have to ask again, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" ”

"Tuanza, if you really want to say it, the brothers really have a last wish."

Someone in the queue finally spoke, it was a young Sichuan soldier, at most ten years old.

Yue Weihan said happily: "Speak, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely find a way to do it for you." ”

The young Sichuan soldier suddenly turned his head to look at war correspondent Zhao Xinyi and said, "Brothers, I want to see reporter Zhao's **." ”

Zhao Xinyi's pretty face turned red, but another reporter, Zhou Bowen, was furious and said: "It's too much, how can you make such an unreasonable request?" ”

Yue Weihan was also stunned, such a request made him unexpected.

But after thinking about it again, Yue Weihan's heart hurt so much, how old are these soldiers? Their life has just begun, and it is about to end hastily, how many beautiful things in life are there that they haven't even had time to experience and enjoy but are about to come to a hurried curtain call, can they not make people sigh?

Is this an excessive request? No, not excessively!

In Yue Weihan's view, this requirement is not only excessive, but also distressingly low.

But unfortunately, even with such low requirements, Yue Weihan couldn't meet them, because he was not a woman! Nor did the soldiers want to see his rual.

Reporter Zhao seemed to be angered by this unreasonable request, and turned his face away at the moment.

But soon, reporter Zhao turned her face again, and when she faced the officers and soldiers of the company again, the red glow on her face had faded, and it was replaced by a sacred maternal glory, and then, under the gaze of more than 150 men, reporter Zhao untied the cotton clothes on her body little by little, and soon, a pair of snow-white ru rooms were completely presented.

The more than 150 officers and soldiers at the scene were all stunned, seeming to ...... It's crazy again.

Yue Weihan's heart was also full of shock, but more admiration, admiration for this young woman!

"Salute!" Yue Weihan turned around suddenly, faced Reporter Zhao, faced the snow-white rufang, and saluted suddenly.

At this moment, all the officers and soldiers looked at Reporter Zhao, and there was no trace of blasphemy in their eyes when they looked at the snow-white room, and all they had was the same solemn respect as Yue Weihan, Reporter Zhao sacrificed her innocence, but fulfilled the last wishes of the officers and soldiers, she was a great woman.

(To be continued)