Chapter 22: Going to the Battle (2)

Due to his background, Chen Yang received a very humble and tolerant education since childhood. He should be implicit in everything. Those who are the best should be vigilant without anger. Chen Yang rarely gets angry in the army, and it is rare to suddenly get such a big fire now.

Liu Chengming also knew that Chen Yang was really angry, so he immediately panicked and shouted: "Chen Guodong, how do you think of your commander? You fart me? What's going on?" Liu Chengming pointed to the soldiers running around the playground and cursed at the commander of the 485th Regiment. He was very particular about how he scolded him. He first brought out the matter that he had issued the order. If he didn't implement it, he was responsible, but the responsibility was not that great.

Chen Guodong, the commander of the 485th Regiment, was also anxious. He was usually embarrassed. The guys below threw everyone in front of the old brigade commander. This had a great impact on his future. Chen Guodong, who was scolded, was not in a hurry to defend himself. He hurried over and saluted Chen Yang and Liu Chengming and said, "Let's go and see, who is disobeying the order?" After saying that, Chen Guodong turned around and ran towards the company headquarters.

Chen Yang looked in the playground and turned to Liu Chengming and said, "Let the brothers stop and rest first. Run away sweat. How can you have the New Year's Eve dinner later?"

After hearing this, Liu Chengming immediately ran into the playground and asked the soldiers who were running to stop first. The soldiers in the playground were also frightened by the sudden arrival of the big men. Usually, there was a regiment commander in the company at most, and the division commander came first, and only once or twice a year. Now that all the big men in the division arrived, how could they not be surprised?

After the soldiers stopped, they immediately stood in line and waited for the lectures of the officials. Chen Yang walked forward, walked to the front of the queue, and shouted at the soldiers: "Stop! Brothers! I, Chen Yang, are here to accompany you to celebrate the New Year. Don't be restrained! Many of you even stayed in the same trench with me. Your division commander helped me block bullets back then. So we are all our own family, so everyone relax." It is said that the 121st Division is an old army, and many veterans in it know Chen Yang, but most of the soldiers who were punished to run are new soldiers, and they don't know Chen Yang.

Although Chenyang asked everyone to relax, the soldiers saw that the regiment commander and division commander were so careful in front of Shenyang, which meant that Chenyang was a bigger official. It was impossible to see the high-ranking official and let these soldiers coming out of the countryside be uneasy, so they stood up straighter one by one.

Chen Yang was about to say something and tell the soldiers not to be nervous. At this time, Chen Guodong brought the third company commander over.

"Report to the commander of the army! Li Haofeng, the company commander of the 3rd Company of the 1st Battalion of the 485th Regiment, reported to you." Li Haofeng ran to Chenyang, stood attentively and then saluted.

Chen Yang replied with a greeting. Then he pointed to the soldiers lined up and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

After Li Haofeng said this, Chen Yang lifted his feet and kicked Li Haofeng, but when he was about to stop, he took them back, and then pointed at Li Haofeng and said, "You are making a fool of yourself. What's wrong with missing home during the Chinese New Year? Don't you miss home? Do you have no parents? Do you have no relatives? If you sing a few folk songs, you will punish you to run. This is the habit of a warlord."

Li Haofeng was scolded and stood straight and said nothing. Chen Yang continued: "The first rule of our military discipline is equality between officers and soldiers. If you want to punish me, Is this called equality? You are violating military discipline."

Li Haofeng is usually very good to soldiers. Now seeing Chen Yang's appearance is about to trigger him, Wang Dechun quickly stood up from the queue and said, "Report to the commander! The company commander usually stops us. If we weren't going to fight now, he wouldn't punish us even if we danced."

When the other soldiers saw Wang Dechun say this, they also said, "Yes, Linzhang is very nice to us. Commander, please spare him, commander?"

Seeing that Li Haofeng and the soldiers had a good relationship, Chen Yang knew that this was a soldier who could lead the troops, and said to Li Haofeng: "Did you see? What a good soldier? I will be better for my brothers in the future. Forget it this time, I will write a copy of the inspection and hand it over to your regiment commander. I will check it back.

After saying that, Chen Yang turned around and said to the soldiers: "Disaster, brothers, hurry up and take a shower, so as not to delay the New Year's Eve dinner." The soldiers dispersed and went back to their barracks.

An unexpected storm passed like this. Today is New Year's Eve, and Chenyang doesn't want to make a big deal.

Chen Yang had the New Year's Eve dinner with the soldiers in the Third Company, and then the party organized by the company. At the party, Wang Dechun sang the folk songs of his hometown again. This time, all the soldiers who could sing grew up. What else is more worrying about than the longing for his relatives in his hometown?

In the blazing bonfire, Chenyang looked at the young faces of the soldiers. Among these people, some of them will never be able to return to their hometowns. Their blood will be scattered in this vast desert. They will never see their relatives again. This is the cruelty of war!

On February 15, 1897, the early morning of the Sinai Peninsula was so quiet. Occasionally a cool breeze blew from the desert. One cannon was untied and one cannon was loaded into the cannon. At 5 a.m., three red signal flares awakened the silent land and kicked off the Chinese army's offensive.

3,100 cannons roared at the same time, and the darkness before dawn was dyed into daylight. The earth was trembling with the rumbling sound of cannons. The barbed wire was blown into pieces. One by one, the trenches were flattened by artillery fire, and bunkers were ruthlessly shattered by cannons. 120 tanks, 400,000 Chinese soldiers were ready to go.

At about 6 o'clock, the sky had just opened the entrance to dawn, and the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed towards the Sinai Peninsula like a tide. From Beersheba in the north and Eilat in the south, the Chinese Expeditionary Force launched a scattered attack on the British and French troops on this 100-kilometer front.

Under the cover of tanks, our middle army was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the heart of the British position. The 60th Army's mission was to break through the British defense line from the northern route. Chen Yang placed his most reassured unit, the 121st Division, at the front, in the center of the breakthrough area of ​​his own troops. What he wanted was the central government to break through the British position.

Wang Dechun lay quietly in the trenches, watching the artillery fire flying over his head. In the deafening artillery fire, Wang Dechun clearly saw that some British soldiers on the opposite position were full of fire and struggling in pain. It was dawn, and the one-hour preparation for the artillery fire was over. The artillery fire began to extend, and the charge order was issued.

"Roar! Long live China!" Company Commander Chen Guodong held up his pistol, shouted, and was the first to rush out of the trench. The soldiers jumped up, followed the company commander, and swarmed up with the military flag.

The British people on the opposite position began to counterattack. The machine gun bullets ruthlessly made a row of holes on the soldiers holding the military flag. The flag bearer looked forward and rushed, and the battle flag in his hand fell silently. At this time, another soldier picked up the battle flag before the battle flag landed, and continued to move forward.

He rushed to the enemy's position. At this time, Wang Dechun discovered a problem. It was broken. There were still hundreds of meters of barbed wire in front of the enemy's position and had not been blown up. At this time, it was too late to cut the vise. Behind him were countless comrades who were bravely moving forward.

The soldiers stopped in front of the barbed wire. The people had already taken out their vises to cut the barbed wire. At this time, the machine guns on the British position fired, and one comrade after another fell down and could not wait any longer. Wang Dechun rushed forward and lay on the barbed wire. At the comrades beside him, Wang Dechun shouted: "Run towards me and knock down the enemy's machine gun."

The sharp barbs on the barbed wire mesh pierced into Wang Dechun's skin, and blood gushed outwards. Wang Dechun gritted his teeth and persisted silently. Another soldier lay on the barbed wire mesh like Wang Dechun, and then the third, fourth, fifth, and... hundreds of soldiers lay on the barbed wire mesh, allowing the comrades behind to cross over and rush towards the British position.

The battle flag did not stop advancing due to the obstruction of the barbed wire. Other soldiers from the third company rushed to the frontier positions of the British army. They used their weapons in their hands to chase the British soldiers on the positions like ducks.

A bullet ruthlessly passed through Chen Guodong's shoulder. Chen Guodong felt a huge force pulling him back, but his tenacious will to move forward still made Chen Guodong fall forward.

The resistance on the British position was getting weaker and weaker. The British position was about to be broken through. At this time, a bullet ruthlessly penetrated Wang Dechun's chest, and the blood was as bright as spring flowers. Wang Dechun's eyelids slowly closed, and a dreamy feeling invaded Wang Dechun's brain. Wang Dechun seemed to have returned to his hometown and saw his beloved girl standing on Gaogang, singing the folk song "Sister to join the army,..." The girl's smile was still so shy, and her eyes were still so bright.

The front of the 121st Division was two divisions of the British army defending. The British army was blocking wildly with permanent fortifications and dense trenches. The attack of the 121st Division was constantly blocked, and the front-line troops suffered serious casualties. The 121st Division fought for an hour and a half before it advanced 500 meters. The first line of defense of the British people had not been broken yet. After learning on the phone that the attack was blocked, Shenyang shouted at Liu Chengming: "Liu Chengming, I will give you another half an hour. We must break through the first line of defense of the British army. I tell you that the 122nd Division has advanced two kilometers forward. If you can no longer take the enemy's position, it will miss the opportunity to fight. I will withdraw you."

Liu Chengming was anxious when he heard this. He picked up the phone and shouted at the two regiment commanders in front, "You can listen to me. You can't take down the British position within fifteen minutes. Come and see me."

On the way forward of the third company of the first battalion, machine guns were still firing wildly in a bunker of British troops, and the attacking troops were pressed to the point where they could not raise their heads. The bunker was located at a dead corner of artillery shooting. If the mortar wanted to hit it, it could only get close to shooting.

Li Haofeng was almost mad at the rage. He went up to two mortars. Before he could aim, the gunner was knocked down by the machine gun.

"Cover the firepower, I'll go on it myself." Li Haofeng, who was wrapped in a bandage on his shoulder, climbed to the mortar hard, and machine gun bullets kept sweeping past him, stirring up a stream of dust.
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