Wealthy Heights.
A thick layer of smoke enveloped the position.
It's the thick smoke produced after the shell explodes.
The thin air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.
The entire Fufu front line was muddy everywhere.
In this black land that has been bombarded by Japanese artillery and attacked by infantry and tanks, loyal bones are buried everywhere! !
In the mire, mixed with the blood shed by the soldiers of the Second Independent Brigade of the Northeast Army.
In the mud pile, there are the broken limbs and broken arms left by the fallen soldiers.
In the trench, which is 1.5 meters wide and covered with steel plates, squatting soldiers from the Second Independent Brigade of the 101st Division of the Northeastern Army.
They curled up their legs and squatted on both sides of the trench, enduring the bombardment from the Japanese artillery!
Next to each of them stood a bolt-action rifle.
It's a Type 38 rifle.
It's seventy-nine shots.
In their arms, each held a grease gun.
On their backs, engineer shovels covered in blood were tied.
They are very tired.
But he didn't even dare to close his eyes.
Many injured soldiers were bleeding.
Waiting for rescue by the medical team.
A long while.
The shelling on the Fuyu position suddenly stopped.
The soldiers' ears were finally clean.
The moment the gunfire stopped.
one second.
Thousands of people from the Second Independent Brigade grasped the bolt-action rifles beside them with a clatter.
They bring spare magazines.
Picking up the rifle, they all made one movement, standing up, bending down, turning around and rushing out of the trench.
Run to the battlefield!
As the main force on the front line.
Every soldier knows very well that when the sound of artillery stops, it means a charge!
The sound of artillery stopped, which was a signal for the Japanese attack.
On the dim position.
It was crowded.
There was no command command.
There were no orders given to them by their superiors.
Except for the sound of footsteps and the sound of soldiers pulling guns, there was no other sound in the entire position.
They rushed to the forefront of the highlands in perfect harmony.
Light and heavy machine guns were arranged side by side in an orderly manner on the high parapet.
One by one, the soldiers quickly entered the fighting position.
The north wind rises lightly.
The smoke gradually dissipated.
The entire wealthy position is becoming clearer.
In this position that was subjected to indiscriminate bombardment by the Japanese.
You can clearly see a group of lovely people forming a network of firepower.
In the trench.
The field medical team that came from Hecheng Dongxing Hospital was searching for wounded soldiers.
Xia Qiancheng personally led the team.
Go deep into the forefront of the war.
She carried a kerosene lamp and searched for the wounded in the trench.
According to the work done when the medical team arrived, and when they arrived, they met with Qi Ning, the commander of the second brigade.
At least seven to eight hundred people in Fuyu Heights were injured to varying degrees.
But at this moment.
Xia Qiancheng didn't see a single wounded soldier!
She led people through the traffic trench. In the trench, a soldier with a broken leg was crawling out!
His right leg was wrapped in a military uniform from the thigh down.
Ba Ye's gray military uniform is now blood red!
Xia Qiancheng rushed to him and said, "Comrade, we are from the medical rescue team."
"Where are you going?"
The medical team quickly lowered the stretcher.
Open the accompanying medical kit and prepare to help the wounded soldier debridement and stop bleeding.
The man turned back to look at Xia Qiancheng.
He looked at the stretcher in front of him, "I am Hou Qiang, the platoon leader of the first battalion and first platoon of the third regiment of the second independent brigade!"
"Please carry me out!"
…
Xia Qiancheng: "Carry it out? Where to go?"
"I just broke my leg!"
"The hand is not broken yet!"
"Carry me to the front line, and I can still kill the Japanese!!"
…
this……
Xia Qiancheng suddenly realized why there were no wounded soldiers on the Fuyu position...
She looked at the man in front of her very seriously.
"Sir, I can't do what you want."
"We're moving you to a field hospital."
"If your leg is not operated on in time, you may get sepsis!"
…
Hou Qiang frowned and ignored Xia Qiancheng, "Come on, you don't need to carry me!"
"I can go by myself!"
He turned around stubbornly and continued to crawl toward the outside of the trench.
Xia Qiancheng was stunned.
The medical team she brought with her were all stunned on the spot.
Seeing Hou Qiang stubbornly leaving, they felt mixed feelings and felt very uncomfortable.
Xia Qiancheng stepped forward to stop Hou Qiang.
"You are a wounded person now, you must come with us!"
Hou Qiang: "Who do you think you are?!"
"I just lost my leg, it doesn't matter. Even if I die, I will die with my brothers!!"
He was determined to go to the front line.
Even if I die, I will die with the brothers of the 1st Battalion and 1st Platoon of the 2nd Independent Brigade, 3rd Regiment!
Landing from Wealthy Heights.
The order they received from the 101st Division was to defend Fuyu!
Even if you fight to the last person.
Wealthy highlands must also be in the hands of the Chinese themselves!
this command.
It is engraved in the hearts of every soldier of the Second Independent Brigade.
It has even become their obsession!
No one wants to leave here alive, they have not even thought about whether they will see the sun tomorrow!
Xia Qiancheng's eyes were filled with tears.
"Okay, who is your commander?"
"Ah!"
Hou Qiang sneered, "Don't scare me, even if you call Ye Anran, I won't do it!"
…
Fight to the end.
Must be crazy.
Chief is nothing more than a title.
When facing the Japanese, bloody soldiers, in addition to obeying orders, must shed their last drop of blood on the soil of the motherland!
Xia Qiancheng: "Ye Anran, right?"
"You wait!"
She turned to look at her colleagues, looking for their communications soldier and calling Ye Anran!
"good!"
…
soon.
The people in the telephone shift of the Second Independent Brigade pulled the phone into the trench.
After the field medical team enters the battlefield.
All brigade logistics commanders and communications commanders received relevant orders.
The order requires them to cooperate and assist the field medical team in rescuing and transferring wounded soldiers.
It is precisely because of such an order.
Only Xia Qiancheng could ask for the cooperation of the communications troops.
Hou Qiang was stunned.
He looked at Xia Qiancheng, a frail girl.
I really can’t figure it out.
A medic.
They were able to contact their teacher!
now.
Yangjiatun points forward.
Three thousand elites stood under the moon, full of energy and fighting.
Ye Anran was wearing a senior officer's uniform.
Looking at the soldiers of the Three Thousand Shadow Regiment in front of him.
He wants to go to the front for his brothers who sacrificed their lives!
Kill more Japs.
Tell them to carry the shoes of the brothers who died on the road to hell! !
Ma Jinhai hurriedly walked to Ye Anran.
"Commander, phone number of the Second Independent Brigade."
Ye Anran turned back to his front finger, picked up the phone and said:
"I'm Ye Anran!"
"Xia Qiancheng!"
…
Ye Anran trembled all over.
It was as if electric current was flowing through his body, and he was completely confused.
He didn't know that Xia Qiancheng was going to the front line.
When I received her call, I was not only surprised but also shocked.
That damn wealthy highland is now the front line! !
What kind of trouble is she, a girl, going to make?
