Tang Wencai was a new recruit from the 97th Independent Brigade of the Sichuan Army who had only joined the army for more than half a year. Because he was small and thin, the veterans in the company called him a thin-skinned monkey.

Before joining the army, Tang Wencai was an ordinary beggar on the streets of Chongqing. Since when Huang Wencai was twelve years old, his father was beaten to death by a tax deputy in the 37th year of the Republic of China that he had collected in the 23rd year of the Republic of China, the family of four (grandmother, younger brother, sister, and he) escaped from northern Sichuan. After joining relatives, he fell in the streets of Chongqing to beg for life.

Half a year ago, when the 97th Independent Brigade went out of Sichuan to fight against Japan, Huang Wencai was unwilling to watch his younger brother and sister starve because he didn't want to live such a rolling life. So he took himself to the recruitment office of the 97th Independent Brigade and exchanged five oceans for his white-haired grandmother and younger brother and sister, and since then he became a new recruit in the Sichuan Army.

The name Tang Wencai was the big one given by Liu Chong, the commander of the recruitment department. At that time, the commander of the battalion, Liu Chong, said that he was thinner and thinner, but he looked quite white and looked quite scholarly, so he gave him a big one Tang Wencai. He liked his big one and always felt that he was a cultural person by calling this name.

Since leaving Sichuan, although the 97th Independent Brigade has fought several battles, it is not too many people who died in battle because they are not at the tip of the wind. Tang Wencai followed the troops for more than half a year, and not only did he not die in the battlefield, but he also asked the commander who returned to Sichuan on duty to bring back a few oceans to his grandmother and younger brothers at the intersection of Chongqing. In short, Tang Wencai felt that he was living a safe life in the team under the protection of his grandmother's purse.

Tang Wencai knew that this time was different before he went to the position. He really had to fight a tough battle. Let's not talk about the leaders from the battalion to the company who were secretly writing last words. From the number of bullets fired before he went to the position, Tang Wencai knew that fortune telling had a hurdle before twenty. Since joining the army, Tang Wencai had never received so many bullets before the war. Before the war started, every brother only received ten or eight rounds. This time, each brother actually fired twenty bullets. This alone is enough to show that this battle is extraordinary.

It really made Tang Wencai material come to his feet. As soon as he got on the position, the Sichuan Army brothers looked at the large patches of red blood on the main peak of Fujin Mountain, and they all understood what kind of battle they were going to face.

Not to mention Tang Wencai's new recruits who have not experienced any big battles, the veterans in the company who have been fighting for seven or eight years have been busy writing a few words for their families they are worried about in the future, so that they can leave a memorial for their families.

The Japanese artillery fire was really a murderer. Tang Wencai didn't dare to move and slid his head tightly in the lying scattered pit. He didn't have a steel helmet, and the entire Independent Ninety Brigade did not have many steel helmets. He also knew in his heart that his hands that covered his head tightly could not block the Japanese shrapnel. However, the tension that enveloped his whole body made him subconsciously do this.

At this moment, Tang Wencai, who was only nineteen years old, felt that his body was shaking the Japanese shells and trembled violently in the fox pit. Several times the aftermaths of the Japanese shells exploded had to throw out his thin body. While using all his strength to fight against the aftermath, he looked at the brothers beside him. As soon as he saw his squad leader, the big bear, in the sky, the figure of the smoke and dust, he felt a sudden shock behind him, and then he lost consciousness.

When Tang Wencai woke up, when he opened his eyes, he saw that many people's legs were moving nearly a hundred meters away. Those legs wearing long leather shoes could not be from the Sichuan Army's brothers (the Sichuan Army only had straw sandals on their feet.) They were not from the Central Army, (the Central Army's leather shoes were shorter than these shoes.) By the way! They were from the Japanese.

After looking back, Tang Wencai quickly buried his body in the floating soil out of an instinct.

In the eyes of Xiang Wei, he had already discovered that he was now facing the Japanese on the side of Fujin Mountain. In the floating soil, Tang Wencai figured out why he appeared here. In fact, this question is not difficult to understand, because it can only have one answer. Then Tang Wencai just asked the Japanese shells that exploded near him to push out his lying cover. Then the aftermath of the explosion of the shells sent him, who was already unconscious, along the floating soil on the top of the mountain to the hillside.

"What should I do?" After moving my limbs a little, Tang Wencai kept asking himself in his heart.

‘Run back? That’s impossible! The Japanese can easily shoot themselves. Staying here is also a dead end! As long as the Japanese approach, they cannot find themselves buried in the floating soil. As long as a bayonet comes over, they can kill themselves like killing a chicken.’ Just when Tang Wencai was in a dilemma, the Japanese army was getting farther and farther away from his hiding place. At this time, a person in the same situation as him made his own decision.

"Little Japanese, Grandpa, you are your ancestor!" A big man jumped up from thirty or forty meters in front of Tang Wencai and headed to the Japanese soldiers more than ten meters away from him.

"boom."

While this man rushed into the Japanese army group, he also made grenades at the first Sichuan Arsenal on his waist and exploded. Suddenly, a burst of blood and fire broke out in the Japanese army group.

The explosion sound from not far away shocked Tang Wencai's ears a little numb. After simple military training, he understood why the grenade exploded in three or four seconds, because the man had already pulled the string.

Tang Wencai was also familiar with the back of the bloody man. It was the back of his squad leader, a big bear. At this time, Tang Wencai realized that his squad leader was thrown out of the position like himself.

At this time, a memory in Tang Wencai's mind also emerged, which was something that Captain Liu said to him.

It was on the beach of Xiaoba River. Tang Wencai and several brothers in the squad found a Japanese soldier who was dying and were about to send him to the regiment to exchange for rewards. Captain Liu walked over and took the Japanese with a bayonet. Although the brothers in the squad did not dare to do anything to the commander, they all protested silently. You should know that a Japanese soldier with a tone could exchange twenty oceans from the regiment headquarters. The brothers all pointed out that the money could be taken home to add an extra piece of clothing to their families.

At this time, Captain Liu took out a photo and showed it to everyone. Tang Wencai also looked at it. In the photo, there were five or six bloody heads piled up with the bloody heads of the children who had just been cut down. Next to it, a Japanese officer and two Japanese soldiers were smiling. The Japanese officer and Japanese soldiers' bayonets and samurai swords were still stained with blood.

"Don't you want to watch your younger brothers and sisters kill the Japanese like this?" Battalion Commander Liu said to several soldiers, including Tang Wencai.

Everyone was red and didn't speak.

"If you don't want this kind of thing to happen to you, then you will have all these Japanese devils. Don't think about those twenty oceans!" Camp Liu said loudly.

That day, the squad of Tang Wencai suffered the lives of two seriously injured Japanese devils. The other brothers in the group did not hand over a living Japanese.

Thinking of this, Tang Wencai was thinking in his heart, "You can't give the Japanese soldiers a chance to enter Sichuan, and your younger brothers and sisters should not let the Japanese harm you." While desperately shrank his body into the floating soil, his right hand was pressed on his waist, and there was a grenade tied there. At this time, Tang Wencai had made up his mind to fight with the Japanese. He would make a profit if he fought for one, and he could not survive anyway, so he would never give the Japanese a chance to harm his family!

"Puff, puff, puff, puff." The Japanese were not stupid and shot at the ground. Several shots were shot into the soil beside Tang Wencai. Tang Wencai thought he was going to be killed by the Japanese.

Fortunately, at this time, the Chinese army's light and heavy machine guns on the position fired, and the Japanese immediately fell down, and the Japanese who were busy fighting back were not at ease.

When the Japanese walked to a place not far from Tang Wencai, Tang Wencai pulled the string of the grenade on his body and hugged at the group of Japanese soldiers closest to him.

"boom."

Another tragic loud noise. Although the bullets fired by the panic-torn Japanese pierced through Tang Wencai's thin chest, he still pounced on a Japanese and died with the other party!

"Fire the cannon!" After witnessing the tragic scene on the mountainside, the eyes of the brave and fierce people who were facing the Central Plains were also a little wet. He reminded himself in his heart that he was a general and could not be so fragile. After taking the opportunity to turn his head and brush off the tears at the corners of his eyes, he issued an order to fire a cannon to a staff officer under him in the Central Plains.

The dense artillery fire of the Chinese army hit the Japanese follow-up troops in a short time. Since the war in Fujin Mountain began, the arrogant Japanese infantry had never been killed with such fierce artillery fire. The Japanese heads were not iron-clad, and for a moment, the Japanese follow-up troops fell on the hillside in rows.

Seeing this scene, Zhongyuan felt very happy. He kept hiding the artillery troops assigned to him in the army just to wait for this moment so as to teach the Japanese a heavy lesson.

"Brothers, come with me." Xiang Zhongyuan took off his shirt and took the lead in rushing out of the trenches. Behind him, his guard company, a main regiment of the 97th Independent Brigade, and other soldiers from the participating troops followed him to launch a counterattack against the Japanese.

The Japanese army had only two newly transferred brigades of about 2,000 people, who were screaming and howling by the artillery fire of the Chinese army. The troops behind the two brigades were blocked by artillery fire for a while and could not get up. They rushed to the position of the Chinese army near the four or five hundred Japanese troops, and they could block the impact of nearly 2,000 tigers along the hillside. They were suddenly defeated by the army, but they just stood there with their mouths.

"Kill!" The spear in Xiang Zhongyuan's hand had just been pulled out of the throat of a Japanese lieutenant and stabbed into the lower abdomen of a Japanese lieutenant.

The Japanese soldiers next to him surrounded him when they saw Xiang Zhongyuan so powerful. Xiang Zhongyuan, who had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, rushed left and right and left without fear. Later, he surrounded more people with few spears. He danced his spear and circled two or three Japanese around him, and cleaned up one by one.

"Retreat." Seeing that the Japanese rushing to the near position were almost cleaned up, in order to prevent the Japanese army from jumping into the wall and carrying out indiscriminate artillery bombardment, they led their troops to voluntarily withdraw the position without waiting for the Central Plains to eliminate all the Japanese troops in front of them.

Xiang Zhongyuan was indeed a wise and brave general. After he led his troops to withdraw his position, the Japanese artillery fire covered the front and positions of the Chinese army. The 97th Independent Brigade also suffered many casualties, but the nearly 100 remaining soldiers in front of the Chinese army were all killed by the Japanese own artillery fire. (The artillery fire of the two armies hit the sky full of smoke and dust. The real day was like night, and the Japanese could not see the situation on the mountain, and they thought the caller of the Chinese army was still fighting bayonets with the Japanese army.)

"Add another brigade to the main peak direction and continue to attack the positions of the Chinese army." Colonel Liangjiao Yesuo, the acting brigade commander of the 26th Brigade of the Japanese Army, was unwilling to accept the failure. After the Japanese artillery suppressed the artillery of the Chinese army, he ordered his troops to launch a continuous charge towards the main peak of Fujin Mountain.

"Take two battalions from the reserve team to reinforce, one battalion goes to the main peak, and the other battalion breaks up the side peaks. It's not a time or two to deal with the Japanese. When did the Japanese pass so crazy?" After wiping the blood on his face, he said to Lin Bin, the leader of the Independent 193rd Regiment of the Independent 97th Independent Brigade who was beside him.

"Brigate, I've moved the reserve team the first morning. It's a little early!" Lin Bin was a little dissatisfied with his decision to commander.

"Look, there are piles of corpses of Japanese devils on the hillside. They are still adding troops and generals. Just relying on your regiment, you can hold on. Don't think about anything. This ghost place is just a pit that cannot be filled, so let's accept your fate!" Xiang Zhongyuan knew his favorite general very well. This was a fierce general who was itchy in his heart after three days of war. He was very demanding and strong. He must have felt that the main group of the 97th Independent Brigade had to come up to reinforce the face on the first day of the war.

If he wouldn't say something about Lin Bin, a soldier? I have a little bit of the most powerful spirit in the world. If I lose this, I wouldn't deserve to be a good soldier. But this would be more common. The Japanese would have tried every effort to avoid any cost. If he hadn't retreated quickly just now, if the Japanese were fired, the main regiment of the 97th Brigade would have to throw more than half of the troops there.

The Japanese army's second attack in the morning was much more fierce than the first time. With strong artillery support and strong military strength, the Japanese army rushed to the position of the Chinese army less than fifty meters away from the main peak, and launched a fire with our army. The 97th Independent Brigade was poorly equipped, and the troops on the main peak did not occupy much compared with the Japanese army for a while. The position was shaken. Finally, in order to reverse the situation, the Central Plains was forced to transfer all the active ones in the first echelon to the front line and counterattack against the Japanese army. The two sides launched a meat battle again on the position. The battle situation on the main peak was extremely tragic. The Chinese army drove the Japanese army down after paying a significant price.

While the Japanese army launched an attack on the main peak of Fujin Mountain in our country, the Japanese army also launched an attack on other positions on the Fujin Mountain defense line with corresponding forces, and were all repelled by our army, but the Chinese defenders on each side peak also suffered heavy casualties.

Fujin Mountain, yesterday morning, the two military captains Huang and Song looked at the mountainside of the side peak on the terrain.

"Appointment, the newly formed 72nd Division will send a regiment to the front line, and the 56th Division will go to each side peak." Lt. General Huang said to Deputy Chief of Staff Qiu after putting down the telescope in his hand. He also knew in his heart that the 97th Independent Brigade could not defend the second half of the day by relying on its own strength, but the change of defense will be made tonight. Now he can only send two regiments to ensure the combat effectiveness of the front-line troops.

"Military throne, the war is about to begin. To preserve combat power, please transfer other troops to the next level!" Deputy Chief of Staff Qiu's words were still unfinished. That is, the battle situation was so fierce at this time. Even if the troops were completed, they would probably be full of holes. The 72nd Division was expanded from an old regiment of the 18th Army. Shouldn't they hurry up first? Anyway, there are so many troops in the 18th Army?

General Huang looked at his right-hand assistant with a slight boredom. He was a junior who was good at everything, but his faction was too heavy. He always followed him with his loyalty in everything, as if only Mr. Ci was in the world. Although General Huang was also General Chen's confidant, he felt that he knew what he had to do, he still had his own right and wrong in his heart.

"Peigong, let the 56th Division draw a regiment to the main peak. The troops of the New 72nd Division are very construed. Besides, if the New 72nd Division loses a regiment at the beginning of the war, I am afraid it is difficult for you and I will explain it to you and Duke Ci!" Chief of Staff Qiu saw that Lieutenant General Huang was silent and mistakenly thought that he wanted to be the same as he wanted to count his opinions. Lieutenant General Huang couldn't help but show his lust. In order to save face for his commander, he proposed another compromise plan.

"It's only half a day, and the 97th Independent Brigade, whose troops were greatly strengthened, was defeated. When we started the war, who could have expected that the war here would be so fierce that the world was moving. At this time, if the Central Army did not go up, how would other troops think and do what they would do, and how would the battle continue? You can execute it, just kill the new 72nd Division. I will leave the bus and I will not delay your plan!" Lieutenant General Huang, who has always had a good temper, became terrified when facing him, was really angry this time.

Under the strict order of Lieutenant General Huang, the Chinese troops of the two regiments entered the front line before 1:00 noon.
Chapter completed!