Chapter 1447 Tears of Happiness

At 11:30 noon on the tenth day of the first lunar month, Leng Feng, the chief of staff of the Four-line Regiment, announced the end of the battle!

This may be the easiest battle that the 1st and 3rd Battalions of the Four-line Regiment have ever participated in. From the end of the shelling to the infantry's attack, it took only half an hour. Not only did they take all three high grounds, but they also searched the entire position. After finding no living people, they informed Leng Feng at the command center and reported to Tang Dao that the battle was over.

In fact, the actual battle process took less than 10 minutes.

Because the Japanese resistance was so weak.

Not only would there be no more than a hundred Japanese soldiers alive under the crazy shelling, but their ammunition had basically been exhausted. After inspection, the bullet boxes hanging on the waists of the Japanese infantry were basically discarded in the trenches at will.

The bullet boxes that were supposed to contain 100 bullets were all empty, and the bullet shells that could be found in the trenches were no more than three digits.

How could such firepower resist the attack of the infantry of the Four-line Regiment who were armed to the teeth?

You know, in order to break through these high grounds guarded by the remnants of the Japanese army, Leng Feng not only mobilized three companies, but also used nine "cockroach" tanks as temporary shelters for the infantry, and placed assault jeeps on the flanks of the attacking high grounds. Each high ground had at least 12 MG42 machine guns, three Browning 7mm heavy machine guns, and three 20mm machine guns as fire cover.

How can a single soldier's rifle with less than ten rounds of bullets compete with these metal bullets?

Before people even show their heads, they are probably drowned by all kinds of crazy bullets.

Of course, perhaps even worse is that after half a month of siege, the Japanese who can only survive by relying on grass roots and tree bark are already extremely weak.

The most obvious evidence is that when Boss Cao led his 4th squad into the trenches as the spearhead squad, and the Japanese soldiers who were resisting stubbornly held their rifles and were about to engage in hand-to-hand combat, the Chinese soldiers holding semi-automatic rifles could block the rifles in the hands of the Japanese soldiers with just one block, and their strength would never exceed that of a 12-year-old child.

Even some Japanese soldiers rushed over with big strides, but unfortunately they slipped and fell, and never got up again.

It was not that the Chinese soldiers quickly reloaded their guns, but that should be their last strength. Once they lost their breath, they could never get up again.

More surviving Japanese soldiers just lay in the trenches in despair, staring at the slowly approaching Chinese soldiers with extremely fierce eyes.

This time, Commander Tang did not issue a kill-all order. As long as the remaining Japanese soldiers chose to kneel down and surrender, they would be accepted. He had to give Commander Chen some face. After all, the Third War Zone had provided the Four-Line Regiment with nearly half a month's worth of supplies, and 500 82-caliber mortar shells were also sent over. It was no problem to exchange these supplies for dozens of Japanese prisoners.

But unfortunately, the Japanese soldiers of the Hariya Detachment were probably starving. Under the Chinese soldiers' already fluent Japanese shouting "kneel down and don't kill" persuasion order, very few chose to do so. Some resisted stubbornly, some stared with their eyes wide open to express indignation, and some held grenades in their hands and waited for the Chinese soldiers to come forward and die together.

For these, the officers and soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment, who were already accustomed to them, also pulled the trigger skillfully.

"We have 18 wounded and no casualties. The Hariya Detachment has nearly 7,000 officers and soldiers, including Major General Hariya Itsuhara. Eight surrendered, and the rest were killed on the spot!" Leng Feng reported to the regiment headquarters at 4 pm after collecting data on the captured Hariya Detachment battle report and the Japanese wreckage left at the scene.

The Hariya Detachment, which once committed massacres in time and space, completely disappeared in this era.

Although Yokoyama Isamu, who received the farewell telegram from the Hariya Detachment, was mentally prepared, he still looked depressed when he saw the telegram.

The Battle of Shipai was destined to be the failure of this famous Japanese general's military career.

But how could this Japanese Army Lieutenant General know that this failure was just one of his defeats in his military career, and more tragic failures were still to come.

Ever since he was associated with the Tang Dao, a name full of "bad luck" for the Japanese, Yokoyama Isamu was destined to have the word "tragic" engraved on his forehead.

"The troops of our Third and Fifth War Zones completely wiped out the Japanese 11th Army's Hariya Detachment, and its Major General Brigade Commander Hariya Itsuhara was killed and his command knife was seized." The radio station in Shancheng also announced this exciting news to the whole of China in the evening.

That night, every household in Shancheng hung red lanterns at the door of their homes to celebrate the first victory of the Chinese army at the arrival of the New Year.

In a shantytown on the edge of Shancheng, a ragged, pale-faced little girl, only seven or eight years old, was sitting blankly on a stone not far from the door of her home.

The playmates running around were all shouting happily, "Our country has won the battle, and we are going to drive the devils back to the sea!", but the little girl was not happy at all when she heard the news, and even wanted to cry.

Because she missed her brother.

Her third brother went to fight the devils.

Although she was not very sensible, the little girl had heard from the adults that no matter whether they won or lost, as long as there was a war, people would die.

Her mother cried until her eyes went blind because of her two brothers who died in the war.

When her eldest and second brothers joined the army, the little girl was still young. Now she can't even remember what her two brothers looked like, and the two brothers didn't leave a single photo until they died.

But the third brother was the brother who had always accompanied her growing up. When she fled that year, the third brother, who was only 13 or 14 years old, carried her, who was ten years younger, in a bamboo basket and walked all the way from northern Jiangsu to Jiangxia, where he was unfamiliar with the place.

She was a child, but actually the third brother was just a little boy! There was no food on the road, and the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy desperately drank well water. Occasionally, his parents could buy some food, but the third brother was reluctant to eat it, so he drank some rice soup and left the thickest for her, the youngest sister.

Although the little girl was very young, she always remembered what the third brother said to her: "Don't be afraid, little sister, no matter what time, the third brother will not abandon you."

But the third brother was not trustworthy. He finally abandoned her in the autumn of last year and joined the army. After losing his father, he could not support the remaining five old, young, women and children in the family by carrying bags at the dock alone. Only by joining the army could he get military pay.

But the little girl was always very scared. She was afraid that the third brother would be like the eldest and second brothers, and one day someone would come to tell the family that they were dead.

There was only one piece of news, and there was nothing.

She didn't want to hear any news about the war, even if, like today, everyone was happy and said that thousands of Japanese devils had been wiped out.

She was afraid of losing her last brother!

"Shi Erni, come on, someone is coming to your house, a guest. It's a distinguished guest, and he brought a lot of delicious food. Look, this is for me and you, one for each of us." A chubby boy ran over breathlessly, holding out his hand to the little girl with excitement.

In his palm, there were two candies soaked in sweat.

The little girl was stunned, turned around and ran home. At the moment she turned around, tears burst out.

Except for the third brother, the little girl couldn't think of why there would be guests who could give gifts in her home. They fled from their hometown to here. The people they knew in the family were all refugees who fled from all over. If they could eat sweet potatoes every day, they were rich.

Did the third brother have an accident? The more she thought about it, the sadder the little girl was. When she was dozens of meters away from the door, she finally couldn't help crying.

"Little sister, why are you crying?"

The girl who was talking to the guest at the door of the house frowned slightly as she looked at her sister who was running and crying.

Although the girl, who was already over 13, was wearing ragged clothes, her clothes were very clean. Since her third brother left, she had taken on the burden of taking care of the family.

When a distinguished guest came to the house, she was naturally responsible for receiving him.

"Sister, tell me, is there something wrong with the third brother! Woo~~~" The little girl cried and threw herself into her sister's arms.

"It's New Year's Day, what nonsense are you talking about? Bah!" The girl spit on the ground angrily.

"Then why are there guests and candy! Woo~~~ Don't lie to me, I'm not a child anymore." The little girl cried even more sadly.

"Let me guess, are you Shi Erni, the youngest sister that Shi Dakuan often misses? Your brother has talked about you with my regiment commander more than once!" A gentle voice sounded in the little girl's ears.

Yuanxiao squatted down and looked at the tearful little girl with extremely gentle eyes.

The ragged girl in front of him also reminded the young army sergeant of his sister. When he left home, his 8-year-old sister also cried until she was hoarse.

When he arrived in Shancheng some time ago, he wrote a letter to his family, hoping that his sister would be happier after knowing that his irresponsible brother was still alive.

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Because of his first-class military merit in the Battle of Zishan, Yuanxiao was personally named by the regiment commander Tang Dao to be the guard squad leader from the mountain infantry company. A few days ago, because a part of the baggage battalion was needed to go to Rockefeller Far East Company to receive a batch of ammunition supplies, Yuanxiao was responsible for leading two guard squads to accompany a company commander of the baggage battalion and Western embassy personnel who had visited the battlefield to Shancheng by boat.

Yesterday, Yuanxiao received an urgent telegram personally drafted by the regiment commander, asking him to buy enough supplies and gifts to visit the family of an army sergeant who had just been transferred from the 18th Division to the Sihang Regiment.

The name of the army sergeant was Shi Dakuan!

Shi Dakuan was transferred to the Sihang Regiment by chance.

This has to start from the fact that the two division commanders Hu and Luo jointly inspected the Beidoushan encirclement battlefield a few days ago. The moment the two lieutenant generals sat on the assault jeep sent by Tang, the commander, they felt that they were typical bumpkins.

Tang had mechanized the two lieutenant generals, but they still had to ride horses. What else could they be but bumpkins?

The two lieutenant generals stared at each other in silence. The idea of ​​getting a US jeep from Tang Dao, the local rich man, was constantly churning in their hearts.

Tang Dao had a keen eye. Since he knew that the two major commanders kept asking about the performance of the jeep and the assault combat capability on the battlefield, and even stopped the car on the road to watch the 7mm heavy machine gun on the jeep, he decided to give the 18th Army 5 jeeps after the war without waiting for the two to speak.

The foreign girl called before the New Year. A new batch of modified armed jeeps will arrive in Shancheng in late February, with a number of up to 30. The performance of these hastily modified jeeps is already outdated, so they can be given out as gifts to build relationships.

Tang Dao also had plans to give the remaining 6 old jeeps to his immediate superior, General Li of the Fifth War Zone. Once this gift is received, must there be some calculations?

But the two lieutenant generals of the army don't know these things. They only know that the generous Tang Tuanzuo is a wonderful person and worth making friends with.

At least on the battlefield!

"Commander Luo and I are not greedy for your cheapness. Tell me and Commander Luo what you need. As long as our two divisions have people and things, you can pick whatever you want." Commander Hu also waved his hand, showing his generosity.

Although it was anyone who asked for conditions, this was based on Commander Hu's sufficient understanding of Tang Dao's personality. He knew that Tang Dao was definitely not the kind of person who asked for too much. Maybe there would be some, but it was obvious that the two had not reached the level that Tang Dao recognized.

Don't say that Commander Hu could become the commander of the main division at the age of 30. In addition to his strong combat capability, he also had a clear understanding of human nature and human heart.

Looking at the whole of China, there are only three people who can make Tang Dao ask for things without scruples like a junior.

Commander Cheng counts as one, Guo and Wu each have one, and in addition, Tang Dao will have reservations for the rest.

Tang Dao did not ask for too much. After carefully calculating for a few seconds, Tang Dao asked for one person.

Shi Dakuan, the night attack on New Year's Eve, made Tang Dao admire this brave and resourceful soldier. If trained properly, he can become an excellent grassroots commander of scouts.

Tang Dao thought he didn't ask for too much, but he didn't expect that this little soldier would make the division commander surnamed Hu smile bitterly.

It was not until then that Tang Dao knew about the performance of this little soldier on the Gaojialing battlefield. A soldier who was highly valued by the division commander and the regiment commander would definitely have a good future in the 11th Division in the future, which indirectly proved Tang Dao's vision.

Tang Dao, who knew the inside story, certainly couldn't take away someone's love. He wanted to change the conditions, but who was the division commander surnamed Hu? He would never regret his move. Of course, he would not take back what he said. He issued a transfer order on the spot and asked Shi Dakuan to report to the headquarters of the Sihang Regiment.

Five assault jeeps worth tens of thousands of dollars were exchanged for a small army sergeant. In terms of value, the division commander surnamed Hu and the commander of the 31st Regiment who reluctantly gave up the sergeant certainly did not lose out, but judging from the pain in their eyes, it was a loss that was painful.

Both of them trained Shi Dakuan as a reserve company commander.

Since the dignified division commander had given up the sergeant so much, Tang Dao would not be stingy. He simply waved his hand and gave the 31st Regiment two MG42 heavy machine guns with tripods.

The MG42 heavy machine gun aimed directly at the Japanese high ground and fired at full power. The terrible firing rate shocked the army colonel to the point of being stunned on the spot.

The fire suppression capability of this heavy machine gun was comparable to that of three Min 24 heavy machine guns, which was the heavy firepower output of half an infantry battalion.

Tang Dao's compensation balanced the hurt suffered by the officers of the 11th Division. No matter how reluctant Shi Dakuan was, he had to pack his backpack and report to the Four-line Regiment.

"Whatever you want, as long as it is within a reasonable range, I can satisfy you!" Tang Dao also offered generous conditions to the army sergeant who was ordered to transfer.

This was also Tang Dao's reward to this young soldier from Shancheng on the Gaojialing battlefield.

"I want my grandparents, mother and two sisters to have a meal of meat during the New Year. Although my youngest sister is young, she is delicate and sensitive. On the day I joined the army, she held back her tears, but I know that she must have cried countless times behind my back. When my two brothers died in the battle, she was still young and didn't understand life and death, but now she knows it very clearly. I don't want to make my youngest sister sad, but there is no way. As the last pillar of the family, I must let them have something to eat." Shi Dakuan thought for a long time and finally said his dream.

"I will fulfill your wish. Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, your family will not only have meat for every meal, but also glutinous rice balls." Tang Dao stared at Shi Dakuan for a long time and smiled gently.

The soldier's wish was simple. Although it was difficult to achieve on the battlefield, fortunately, he had his subordinates heading to the mountain city, so it was not a problem.

Yuanxiao started purchasing supplies with three soldiers in the morning. He bought 500 kilograms of fish, meat, rice and flour, and pulled them with a donkey cart. After asking along the way, he finally arrived at the slum built on the mountain outside the city at dusk when the broadcaster on the radio station spread the news of victory to the whole of China through the radio waves.

Yuanxiao did not expect that the youngest sister of Shi Dakuan, who was specifically mentioned by the regiment commander, would be so sensitive and delicate. When she heard that there were guests at home, she thought of her brother on the battlefield and ran home crying all the way.

At that moment, Yuanxiao, who had been trained to be cold on the battlefield, could not help but be hit hard by the little girl's tears in the softest corner of his heart.

The cold-blooded infantryman who had killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers in the dense forest squatted in front of the little girl whose face was stained with tears and dust, with an extremely gentle look in his eyes.

"Uncle, tell me, what happened to my brother?" Shi Erni looked at Yuanxiao, who was squatting in front of her with gentle eyes, and asked with a strong crying voice.

Every time there were guests at home, my mother would cry for many days. In the third month after my second brother died, my mother's eyes, which had dried up with tears, finally became blind. These fears had long taken root in the little girl's memory and were indelible.

"Your brother is very good. Not only is he alive, but he has also made military achievements on the battlefield. Otherwise, the commander would not have asked me to wait and see you." Yuanxiao stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears under the little girl's eyelids and said very solemnly.

"Also, call me Brother Yuanxiao, don't call me uncle. I'm only 20, okay? I'm not much older than your brother."

"Really? My brother is still alive?" The little girl was full of disbelief.

"Er Ni, the boss didn't lie to us. Before you came back, the boss told mom that my third brother is now a sergeant in the guard company of the Fourth Regiment." The 13-year-old girl said with a smile. "What kind of official is that?"

"Deputy squad leader!" Yuanxiao answered solemnly.

"My third brother is an official!" The little girl finally burst into laughter.

"That's right, the deputy squad leader of our Four-Line Regiment, the military pay is comparable to that of a platoon leader in an ordinary army." Seeing the little girl finally laugh, Yuanxiao also laughed.

This may be the New Year with the most laughter in the Shi family during the years of war.

Four soldiers from the brother's unit sent half a pig, ten big fish and five big bags of rice and noodles. If they were frugal, it would be enough for a family of five to eat until the summer.

In addition, there was a bonus of 50 oceans, enough for a family to eat for three years according to the normal food standard.

The four soldiers also specially found the local head of the security guard and told them that this was a hero's home. If anyone dared to bully them because there were no men in their family, the soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment who were killing the enemy on the front line could not only kill the Japanese, but also the bullies and scoundrels.

The middle-aged woman, who was actually only 45 years old, was filled with tears again in her dry eye sockets in the second year after her tears dried up.

But this time, they were tears of happiness!