In the first half of the film, in fact, the story is always deliberately controlled within a small range.

Most of the time the focus of the camera is also locked on the sixth company of the second battalion where Huang Jiguang is located, the regimental commander, and some of the combat units trapped on the 579.9 heights

Especially at the end of the upper part, Huang Jiguang and the instructors, Xiao Dengliang, and Zhao Kechun went to 579.9 to restore communication and assist in defending this section.

Whether it was the volunteer soldiers of the two battalions who were severely damaged by the enemy's vanVleet ammunition, or Huang Jiguang who failed to defend the No. 2 position and turned into the tunnel in the end, and the instructor who died...... All the characters show a "sense of closure" under this deliberately narrowed lens.

The reason why there is such a perception is, on the one hand, because the first half of the film really lacks funds, so the perspective of the war scene can only be fixed on a few characters, and the tragedy of the battlefield can be shown from point to point.

But on the other hand, in fact, the main aspect that causes this perception also lies in a very important point in the plot.

What point?

Communication is cut off!

This point is actually the main conflict in the first half of the movie.

Whether it is the great sacrifice of the two battalions isolated under artillery fire in the 579.9 heights of Wusheng Mountain, or the anxiety of the regimental commanders and the great sacrifice of the regimental communicators, or the danger of Huang Jiguang, Xiao Dengliang, Zhao Kechun, and the instructors marching towards 579.9, they all revolve around this point.

And now, when the message came from "Li Zhuang", who had not been able to be contacted before, many viewers in front of the screen felt a huge sense of security, and it was spontaneously born at this moment!

"This is the importance of information, and this is the meaning of the existence of communication troops in that era!"

Damn, I finally got in touch with the organization, and the moment Li Zhuang's call rang out, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, and I felt that the pit in the picture was not so suffocating. In that era, the transmission of information on the battlefield was so important! ”

"Damn, I watched the previous plot again at double speed, and when I saw this picture, I suddenly wanted to be a trainer! Woo woo, Jiguang didn't want to be a signal soldier, he wanted to be a combatant, but the instructor told him that the army is like a clock, a watch, not only the hour, minute and second hands, if you take out all the gears, clockwork, and screws inside, the watch will not leave. The current Jiguang should have understood this truth, but the instructor who told him this truth ...... It's gone! ”

"Blanch! The sand sculpture in front, the reason why I skipped the first half is that I don't want to cry again, why don't you ...... A comment directly broke the defense for Lao Tzu again! ”

In the excitement and tears in the barrage, the picture on the screen has been transferred from the dull tunnel of the No. 2 position to the regimental headquarters.

With Xiao Dengliang's return and Huang Jiguang's message from the front, the regimental commanders began to organize a counteroffensive.

According to the original shooting plan, this paragraph is brief.

The process of the 135th Regiment's recovery of the Wushengshan position is only described in a subtitle.

For the plot, such a statement does not actually affect the integrity of the story.

But after Li Youzhi discussed with all the main creative teachers of the crew, he still felt that he wanted to express the battle scene of the battle to recover Wusheng Mountain.

Because there is a short paragraph in the script: "After 19 o'clock on the evening of October 14, reinforcements from our army arrived. At 21:30, all positions were recaptured and the enemy retreated".

Why?

Because according to historical materials and war history, in this short two and a half hours, the process of regaining the position of Wusheng Mountain is far heavier than this simple paragraph of text - and it obviously cannot express the importance of the position of 579.9 of Wusheng Mountain!

At seven o'clock that night, the 135th Regiment invested three companies and two platoons to launch a counterattack on the Wusheng Mountain position.

In the picture, the dust raised by the shelling covers the sky and the moon, and the flares illuminate the scorched earth miserably, and it is stained red by the blood of the volunteer soldiers.

The network of machine guns and rifles in the hastily constructed trenches covered the scorched battlefield with steaming mud.

The wide-angle sports footage shows the audience a real pinnacle battle!

The U.S. military, which has just experienced the baptism of World War II, shows the combat quality of this unit in the picture.

Long and short bursts and artillery fire cooperated, constantly harvesting the volunteer soldiers who rushed to the hilltop position.

And the volunteers who had just experienced the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression and the War of Liberation and established New China on a piece of terracotta also showed a strong will to fight!

Armed with heavy Soviet-made weapons, they charged the positions alternately with flexible three-three tactics, and with absolute courage and tactical execution, they constantly attacked the rudimentary fortifications that the enemy had just built, killing the enemy soldiers who were roaring one by one.

The sound of cannons, gunfire, the screams of flares.

Shouting to kill, praying, the roar of the two armies......

At this moment, the real cruelty of war is so bloody in front of every audience.

There is no single enemy who charges back, and there is no one who is invincible in bravery.

The soldiers who had just taken the enemy's point of fire one moment were directly planted in the scorching loess the next moment.

One moment it was harvesting the firepower of life, and the next moment it could be overturned by a blasting grenade.

In this set of shots, death is the real protagonist!

When they saw a volunteer soldier whose legs were blown off in the picture and resolutely pulled a grenade in the face of the rushing enemy and died with the enemy, the audience who had just been shocked by this epic battle scene was ...... Can't hold it back!

"Damn, this section is super godly! I got goosebumps all over my body, what kind of movie is this, such a large-scale infantry handover, I stared and searched for a long time and didn't find a goof, even if it was a long-range part, I could see the fight between the enemy and me...... Is this really a movie and not a documentary? ”

"Damn, ten years of military fans choose to kneel and watch! This war scene really makes people's souls tremble! It's so real, if it weren't for this 2K HD, I really thought it was a real battlefield! This tactic, this combat effectiveness of both sides is reflected...... It's just that the 7th Division of Meibu and the 135th Regiment of the Volunteer Army were pulled out of the war history! ”

"Finally, there is a movie that can show both the enemy and our side fairly. The enemy is no longer our army, and it will collapse at the touch of the trumpet when it sounds, and it will be hot knowledge; The fighting quality of the US military on the battlefield of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea is stronger than during World War II, and the will to fight is far less bad than it is shown in some bad movies! This war is really ace to ace! It's a tough encounter between two peak troops! Only by truly showing the tragedy of this war is the ancestors who truly respect our ancestors! ”

"For the past week or so, I have been telling my classmates and colleagues about how the film was made and how conscientious it was. But I found that I was still being conservative...... This crew is simply a god!

The officer with the broken leg in this section is Sun Zhanyuan, the platoon commander of the second platoon of the 7th Company of the 135th Regiment. In the real war history, Sun Zhanyuan was sacrificed in the battle of the counterattack on the No. 2 position of the 579.9 heights on the night of the 14th!

At that time, Sun Zhanyuan led the assault platoon to storm the No. 2 position on the 597.9 heights, successfully took two firepower points and annihilated more than 80 enemies. This is also the first-class combat hero of our army! ”

"I didn't expect such a detail to be shown in the movie, this film really can't sit and watch it!"

In the midst of a turbulent barrage of comments and comments, the plot of the movie continues;

Here, the camera uses a montage to present the tragedy and anxiety of this war.

As the gunfire went down sporadically, night literally fell. In a field of blood and fire, a bright red volunteer flag stood above the corpse-strewn position.

The camera locked on the red flag in the dark night for only two seconds, and the edge of the sky lit up with a fish's belly white. Outside the screen, the artillery fire and gunfire resumed, and in the blink of an eye, the red flag fell.

In the midst of the loud explosions and the long and short bursts of machine gun fire, the red flag was quickly infected with bullet marks and traces of fire.

As the time of the shot progresses, night becomes day, day becomes night, and night becomes day again.

The focus of the lens remains the same, but everything in the lens changes.

The biggest change was that the red flag became more and more broken, and finally it was completely swallowed by an incendiary bomb.

What ended this group of shots was a blood-stained American military boot.

“FK！ Van Vleet is a liar, and he has repeatedly promised that we will only lose 200 men, and that we will be able to complete this operation in one day. Damn, we've been here for three whole days from the 15th until now! Two regiments and four battalions were lost! These damn bed bugs...... Damn it! ”

"Check the positions, find all the pit entrances, burn them, block them! Be careful! If you don't want a rifle to pop out from under your ass and smash your dermatitis! ”

With a burst of American scolding and complaining outside the screen, the big foot in the military boot kicked away the flagpole that was only half burned.

The picture is also gradually dimming.

135 Regiment, 2 Battalion Tunnel Temporary Headquarters.

"Company Commander Wan, the target of your sixth company is the No. 6, 5, 4, and 0 positions on the northwest mountain legs. When the time comes, I will lead the second platoon of the fifth company and make the second echelon for you. ”

"After laying the No. 0 position, we will be able to connect with the Eighth Company of the main peak, launch an attack from both sides at the same time, and take down all the heights of the Five Holy Mountains! Position 0 is the most difficult to fight, there is no road at all on both sides, and you can only attack from the front. The enemy is at the front of position 0, there will be at least two large points of fire, there are few bunkers on the hill legs, it will be difficult to fight, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

The scorching intensity of the battle, as well as the repeated tug-of-war and eventual loss of position under enemy artillery fire, apparently put a lot of pressure on the commanders of the battalion headquarters.

Hoarse and chapped lips, the battalion commander sketched the enemy's firing points and offensive plans on a sketch of the position with a small pencil.

In the depressing tunnel, the extremely tired fighters are disassembling ammunition boxes one by one, silently replenishing and distributing ammunition and grenades.

In the corner of the tunnel, three figures leaned against the dirt wall, silently replenishing ammunition.

Those were the only three remaining signal soldiers in the second battalion, Huang Jiguang, Xiao Dengliang, and Wu Sanyang...... These three enlisted in the same year, and they were fellow soldiers of the same recruit company.

"Jiguang ......"

Seeing Huang Jiguang, who was silently stuffing grenades into his canvas bag and saying nothing, Xiao Dengliang patted him on the shoulder.

"If I hadn't left and held the position with you, maybe the instructor wouldn't have to die."

"What do you say?"

Hearing Xiao Dengliang's remorseful words, Wu Sanyang on the side stopped pressing the bullet into the magazine and reprimanded: "The task is to establish communication, if you don't come back and pass the news of the position to the regimental commander, there will be no success of the counteroffensive that night, and the instructor will die in vain!" ”

"But now the No. 2 position is not in our hands!"

In the face of Wu Sanyang's reprimand, Xiao Dengliang, who remembered the sacrifice of the instructor, grabbed his hat and hammered his thigh fiercely.

"Blame me."

Seeing Xiao Dengliang pulling his hair with regret, and the tears gushing out of his red eyes couldn't be suppressed, Huang Jiguang's cheeks trembled.

"If the instructor hadn't alerted me to the shelling, he might not have been injured by the shell. At the beginning, I had to carry out the orders of the regiment headquarters and come back to deliver the news...... Maybe there is no such thing. ”

"Alas, it's useless to say that now. You say, 'Can we take our positions back tonight?' ”

This problem is not just Wu Sanyang's problem.

After three days of repeated tug-of-war, both the enemy and the enemy paid great sacrifices.

The position, which had been repeatedly plowed by shells, had been filled with the lives of too many comrades.

A deathly silence spread in this small corner of the tunnel.

In the midst of this silence, Huang Jiguang pursed his lips, reached into the ammunition box, and pulled out a grenade.

When he tried to stuff the grenade into the ammo bag, he froze.

Looking at the handle of the particular grenade, his gaze reinstated.

"Yes. We can! ”

Firmness, replacing suffocating silence.

The camera slowly pans down from his face and finally fixes on the grenade.

It was an ordinary Type 51 wooden-handled grenade, but what was extraordinary compared to other grenades was the wooden handle of this grenade.

It was clumsily, engraved with a line of small letters.

It may have been carved with a knife by a handle worker at a military factory while he was having lunch.

It may also be that some eldest sister who is in charge of packing boxes is scratched out with nails one by one when she is sleepy and tired and resting.

Or maybe...... It is the handiwork of a certain soldier in charge of logistics and transportation, in the train car with the roar of enemy engines and heavy machine gun fire on his head, to divert his attention.

But it doesn't matter who did it, that line of words...... They all look extraordinarily powerful!

In every stroke that is deeply rooted in the wooden handle, it conveys the most simple faith.

[Comrade, the motherland believes in you! 】

It reads.

PS: I didn't want to break the chapter, so I sent a big one directly, but considering that the previous chapter of more than 8,000 words was too hurt to be reviewed, I decided to send this chapter first. It's the end of the month, and by the way, ask for a wave of monthly passes for the fathers!

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