Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 388 No Return!

The knights of the sky fight for their lives and honor.

On the ground, except for various machine gun shooters and soldiers who were ordered to stay in hiding and not to leave at will, Lei Xiong led his more than 100 infantrymen and ran towards the road.

Along the way, at least three waves of infantry rushed towards the road under the leadership of their respective officers.

There are more than 400 infantry along the entire road, which is absolutely unwise for a battlefield that is still fighting fiercely at this time.

But that was an order from Tang Dao. The military order required these infantry to clear the road immediately. In case their own plane was damaged and forced to land, the simple and smooth road was their only chance.

Actually, Tang Dao didn't have the mentality of rescuing one or two people from seventeen trucks. Needless to say, the soldiers all knew this.

Because, they also thought so, otherwise, where would they run on the road at this time at a huge risk?

Most of the trucks were burning, and the leaked fuel was hard not to catch fire in the heat generated by the bomb.

The three moving torches finally stopped after running 200 meters forward due to mechanical damage.Just parked on the road, like three piles of blazing bonfires.

Every moment the flames and thick black smoke existed, it was like roasting the hearts of the infantrymen who were watching from afar.

Going out of the woods means facing the risk of death.

The Japanese planes fighting fiercely in the sky are basically carrying heavy bombs. Even if only one is dropped around the infantry, it will cause terrible damage. The infantry rushing out of the forest is actually dancing on the tip of their knives.

Life is not in their hands, it depends entirely on the choice of fate.

But, infantrymen, willingly.

They want to snatch back their comrades-in-arms, even if the chance is only one in ten thousand!
You sacrificed your life to save me, why would I be stingy in sacrifice?
However, the soldiers who desperately moved the remains of the car despite their burned hands were disappointed.

The bombs dropped by the Japanese were very accurate. The 250kg aerial bombs basically exploded at a distance of about tens to ten meters on both sides of the road. Such a short distance is enough to destroy the trucks running wildly on the road.

The huge air waves generated by the explosion of the aerial bomb can twist even steel into a terrifying appearance. How could the human body in it be lucky?Most of the drivers died from the terrible air waves, they were shocked to death by the huge energy of the air waves.

Their bodies seemed intact, but they were limp all over. If there were no stretchers, almost no one could lift them up.

Their bones have been softened by the shock of the terrible explosion.

The only thing that is gratifying to the soldiers is that in order to kill the convoy in one fell swoop, the Japanese basically used heavy aerial bombs, which left huge craters tens of meters away from the road, and the violent air waves destroyed the trucks running wildly on the road. No damage was done to the roadbed.

They only need to push away the wreckage of cars damaged on the road, without digging and filling, and the simple road can be used. Otherwise, fighter planes that need to make a forced landing on the road will not have the opportunity to wait for the road to become flat.

Although the wilderness in the south of the Yangtze River is spacious enough, there are many criss-crossing field ridges. If a fighter plane with a descending speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour runs wildly on this kind of ground, the chance of a successful forced landing is less than [-]%.

The 3000-meter-long simple road was cleared within 400 minutes by more than 10 officers and soldiers walking along the way, and twelve corpses were carried into the woods on stretchers covered with white cloth.

Even the completely scorched bodies in the three blazing bonfires were snatched out by the soldiers who put out the flames with military uniforms, branches and even sand.

Yang Bicheng, who rushed to the front, seemed to be carrying his elder brother, carrying the charred body that was at least half lighter.

The corporal didn't know who the officer who died in battle was, but the corporal knew that it was the same robe as his elder brother. When he carried him on his back, the corporal could still feel the warmth and feel that his brother was still telling himself: No matter what, live on!

This time, the senior soldier didn't cry anymore, because he knew that fear and tears were the most useless things on the battlefield, and if he wanted to survive, he had to be like these brave comrades, don't be afraid!
Don't be afraid of the roaring planes above your head, the bombs that may fall at any time, or the cold death.

Death is not the end of a warrior, fear of death is the abyss of a warrior.

However, five remains were not found, perhaps because they were too close to the bombing point and were torn apart by the huge energy of the aerial bomb explosion.

The wreckage of cars scattered in a radius of [-] meters is proof.

But the soldiers nearby did not give up. They bent over and lowered their heads silently searching in the mud.

Their eyes were extremely pious, and the constant roar of aircraft engines and gunfire in the sky could not make them raise their heads to take a look.

Their mission is to find the brothers.

Tang Dao issued a death order to find all the remains of the soldiers. Even if the vehicle he was in was hit by an aerial bomb and the people and vehicles were blown to pieces, the bones must be found.

He promised the seventeen soldiers who bravely stepped onto the truck that he would take them home and lay their ashes at the entrance of their village, so that when my mother missed them, she could touch their tombstones at any time.

It was an extremely cruel promise, but it was the most difficult promise in this era. The seventeen soldiers who took the initiative to set foot on the dead end believed it.

Countless comrades were buried in other lands. Parents, wives and children don't even look at their tombstones, they don't know if they are alive or dead.

Tang Dao is a person who keeps his promises very well. In the next few years, no matter how difficult it is, his supply unit will always have a carriage that is not loaded with ammunition and food, but those small wooden boxes and wooden boxes that Tantai Mingyue said according to the soldiers. Write down the address on the home.

Until, he helped them all find a home
"He's alive, this brother is still alive." A soldier was pleasantly surprised in a ditch covered by grass more than 20 meters away from the roadbed.

With the shouts, at least more than 20 soldiers rushed to them.

"Platoon leader, the big head is still alive, the big head is still alive!" A soldier who ran over recognized the appearance of the soldier who was lifted out of the ditch, and the voice of surprise even suppressed the roar of the engines of the Chinese and Japanese fighters above their heads.

"Quick, quick, medical soldiers, my soldiers are still alive, come quickly." Qian Dazhu, who had been promoted to the infantry platoon leader, roared as he ran towards this side. "You all, be gentle with me and use the first aid kit for me!"

In the entire infantry platoon, there were only three first-aid kits seized from the Japanese army, which were unusable for non-fatal injuries, but Qian Dazhu did not hesitate.

The pale-faced soldier was gently lifted out of the ditch by the soldiers, like a medical soldier who was caring for the most important baby and was running over with a medicine box 50 meters away. This is the only one alive after searching for a long time The one that cannot be missed.

"Big head, can you hear me?" Qian Dazhu looked at the soldier's sallow face worriedly and asked softly.

The eyes of the young soldier with half-opened eyes moved slightly, his lips moved, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Okay, okay, don't talk to me, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, and the medical staff will be here soon." Qian Dazhu's heart twitched suddenly.

"Platoon leader." The soldier's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Then, he opened his mouth fiercely, spewing out a mouthful of purple-black blood, which sprayed on Qian Dazhu's face who suddenly had an extremely ugly face.

The soldier who had sprayed blood just yelled these two words, and the light in his half-opened eyes dimmed.

"Big head, big head, don't sleep, don't sleep! Don't scare me." The soldier who first found his comrades in his platoon shouted wildly.

Although Qian Dazhu's infantry platoon was temporarily formed for only a few days. The soldiers came from the Security Regiment, the Sichuan Army, and the 67th Army. force.

The soldier who originally belonged to the security regiment was nicknamed the big head because his head was big and all the helmets on his head looked small. He became more and more brave in the battle for a few days.

He is not an elite, but he possesses the courage not to lose to any elite.

Because bravery is contagious.

"Big head, you have to be stronger for me, right away, right away the medical soldiers will be here." Qian Dazhu didn't care to wipe off the blood on his face, turned his head and shouted wildly with his eyes burning. "Medical soldier, hurry up!"

After the medical soldier who arrived frantically tested the pulsation of the soldier's carotid artery with trembling hands, he began to perform CPR. I don't see the desired breath.

"I can't save him, I can't save him." After trying for several minutes, the medical soldier, whose hands and face were already covered in blood, knelt down and cried loudly.

Of course, the medical soldier wanted to save his comrades, even if he didn't have a booster or life-sustaining drugs, the only thing he had was the manual compressions he had trained before the battle.

But he knew better that this was the only soldier on this mortal battlefield that he could give first aid to. If he couldn't be saved, then he was gone.

However, no matter how hard he tried, it was still gone.

The cruel battlefield never depends on anyone's personal will.

"Impossible, impossible, Datou was fine just now, he can still call the platoon leader, you are very kind and save him! He can't die, his guest and baby are still waiting for him at home." A tightly The eyeballs of the soldiers with warm palms holding their comrades were all red, and they almost screamed by the collars of the medical soldiers.

"It can't be saved. If I press it again, his heart will be crushed out by me. The devil's aerial bomb is too powerful, it is broken, it is broken." The medical soldier kneeling on the ground cried and murmured. .

Yes, the powerful aerial bomb not only used air waves to lift the soldier more than [-] meters out of the cab, but the violent energy also destroyed all his vitality at that moment.

It was because his will to survive was strong enough that he could persist until now, and his guest and baby were in the countryside less than [-] kilometers away from here.

Home is close at hand, but I can never go home again.

despair.

Everyone looked at the extremely sad military doctor with nothing but despair.

Finally, still not alive?

Is there anything more sad than going from having hope to utter despair?

In an instant, all the soldiers present burst into tears.

"What are you crying for? Swallow your tears back." The young platoon leader with the muscles on his face twitched suddenly shouted, then bent down and silently held the end of the stretcher, "Come on, big head, let's go back."

Learning to accept sacrifices, Qian Dazhu finally grew up as his old squad leader hoped.

And in the wilderness 2000 meters away from the second lieutenant platoon leader, an equally young cavalry squad leader stood in front of the fallen man and horse, his body solidified like a sculpture.

The black horse under him was desperately holding his head on his companion on the ground, hoping that his extremely powerful companion who had bitten him before would stand up.

But obviously, the horse was disappointed.

(End of this chapter)