This was the first shelling by the Chinese of the whole day.

But this shelling was too deadly, although the power of the 75mm mountain gun was not as powerful as the 150mm howitzer, but for the Japanese army, who had nowhere to hide, even a small mortar could make them bleed.

The artillery company, already in a frenzy, started from the top of the hill, and after feeling that the top of the hill could no longer satisfy their anger, the artillery fire extended down the position, catching up the machine gunners and grenadiers who were throwing away their equipment like rabbits and running down the hill, drowning them in the barrage.

Reflected in the firelight was Nagagawahara's stunned face.

The 3rd Brigade still left two or three big cats and kittens, but the 2nd Brigade was blown to ashes by Chinese artillery fire in front of his eyes.

The 16th Brigade, before it had even engaged the main forces of the Chinese, had already lost a small half, one infantry brigade had completely lost its combat effectiveness, and the other, together with their captain, became fertilizer on the hill on which they were determined to plant the military flag.

Zhou Shiyu and the 8 wounded soldiers he led have become the most brilliant fireworks in the time and space of this era. The platoon commander of the cannon wrote down their names in a telegram and sent them to the regimental headquarters of the independent regiment.

In fact, Zhao Ergou's artillery company was not so easy, their shelling quickly attracted the retaliation of the Japanese artillery, and the howitzers of the heavy artillery brigade and the mountain artillery of the 8th Artillery Wing launched a frantic shelling in the direction of the artillery company that dared to open fire.

As the saying goes, those who are ruthless are afraid of the horizontal, those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying. The artillery company, which was mentally stimulated by the courage to die and the courage to shoot at me, had only one thought at this time, to kill the Japanese on the hill, and as for the rest, we will talk about it later.

Determined to make all the artillery companies on the ancient mountain who were buried by the Japanese soldiers for their comrades-in-arms ignore the crazy retaliation of the Japanese army, they persistently shot one after another shells full of hatred on the hill stained with the blood of Chinese and Japanese soldiers.

It's like three people fighting bayonets, and the artillery company 1V2 will definitely not win, but if you want to kill me, I can, and I have to kill you first.

Of course, the protection of the mountain range where the Great Wall is located is also one of the reasons why the artillery company dared to be so bold, except for two mountain guns that were blown over by a 240MM howitzer at a distance of 40 meters, and eight artillery officers were killed and ten wounded, the other guns frantically completed that crazy task.

A full 600 shells ploughed the small ancient mountain several times from top to bottom and from bottom to top, and shelled it for nearly an hour.

In the rumbling of artillery on both sides, Liu Xueyuan, a beautiful reporter of the "Peking People's Daily", wrote the second war diary with tears in tears on this sad night.

On March 22, the 22nd year of the Republic of China, as expected, today was a good day, but the clouds of war that shrouded the battlefield finally fell. The first round of the Japanese attack was a lonely mountain called Gushan in front of the Luo Wenyu Pass, on which 206 officers and soldiers of the Death Company of the Independent Regiment were stationed.

THE JAPANESE DISPATCHED A HEAVY ARTILLERY BRIGADE WITH 150MM CALIBER HOWITZERS AND 240MM HOWITZERS AND THE 8TH ARTILLERY WING WITH 36 MOUNTAIN GUNS, AND THE 16TH BRIGADE WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE GROUND OFFENSIVE WITH THOUSANDS OF JAPANESE TROOPS.

Because of the strict orders of the commander of the independent regiment, I could not reach the front line, I could only look from afar, although I did not know what kind of crazy attack the enemy experienced on the ancient mountain, but from 8 o'clock in the morning to 6 o'clock in the evening, the gunfire on the ancient mountain several miles away, never stopped.

I can only know from the increasingly grim face of Regiment Commander Liu of the Independent Regiment that the situation of the 206 officers and soldiers under his command is getting worse and worse. Later, I finally learned that after a day of fighting, there were only 57 people left before the last telegram report to Regiment Commander Liu, including one lieutenant, two second lieutenants, and four sergeant squad leaders, which was just a platoon formation. And before that, they were a reinforced company with four infantry platoons and a cannon platoon.

In fact, at this time, I was still glad in my heart in addition to grief, in such a crazy attack by the Japanese invaders, they achieved the record of defeating the enemy's two infantry brigades and killing and wounding hundreds of Japanese troops, not to mention, there were still dozens of warriors surviving, which is really a fortunate thing for our Chinese nation.

Isn't it? Although I don't know much about the affairs of the army, I also know how strong the combat effectiveness of the Japanese invaders is, and the September 18 Incident can make hundreds of thousands of Northeast men retreat to the three eastern provinces, and 40,000 people will be humiliated. But this time, the 206 soldiers of the Death Company did it, and they used their flesh and blood to make thousands of Japanese soldiers hit their heads and break their blood on the Great Wall defense line forged by their ancestors with their lives.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. This poem was written for them.

Night was approaching, and according to the custom of the Japanese invaders, who were far better equipped than our army, they would not attack at night, and I thought that these surviving warriors would have the opportunity to receive the praise of the countrymen and the medal of honor of the soldiers, and I had even decided to shake hands with each of them, as a sign of the highest respect I had for them as a people.

But, I was naïve.

The Japanese invaders, who suffered heavy losses, launched a frenzied attack again, and the once verdant and beautiful ancient mountain has become a bald mountain, but the terrifying fireworks are still blooming on the top of the ancient mountain, and no matter how strong the position is, it can't resist the Japanese invaders' raining shells!

But the warriors were still fighting, and the sound of their resisting guns still reached my ears through miles of space. Like every officer and soldier of the Independent Regiment who stayed in the trenches, I prayed to the heavens that they would survive this last battle, and I had heard Regiment Commander Liu order that he should take a company of officers and men out to meet his Death Company at night.

However, what I saw was that Regiment Commander Liu received a death-defying telegram from the last second lieutenant officer of the Death Company, who was already the highest commander on the top of Gushan Mountain.

He demanded that the artillery company of the Independent Regiment fire at the top of the hill, regardless of whether it was friend or foe.

Yes, shoot at me, shoot at me, that's what they demanded.

This was also their last message, and from then on, their radio station fell silent, and no matter how much the signal corps of the independent regiment headquarters called, they never called back.

Commander Liu finally gave the order, please forgive me, because tears have blurred my eyes, I can't see Commander Liu's face clearly, or rather, I don't dare to look into his eyes, shoot at my comrades, as a front-line commander, what kind of torment does he endure in his heart?

Even if his back to me is still as tall as ever.

But I seemed to hear the weeping, and in the north wind of March, the pine forests all over the mountains seemed to be crying, for our warriors.

Let us always remember their names, dare to die company commander Zhou Shiyu, dare to die even a platoon of long exhibition Datong。。。。。

Their names will forever be engraved under this beautiful starry sky, and they are the loveliest people of our time.

For some reason, on this night, the Japanese army never climbed to the top of Gushan.

Perhaps, I am afraid that in the moonlight like water, picking up the miserable white wreckage everywhere will make the 16th Brigade Headquarters, which is already demoralized, even worse!

Or, the road that was bloody and muddy as soon as he stepped on the mountain was too difficult to walk, and Kan Nagakawahara, who was already with heavy legs, could not plant the brigade flag that had been stained red by the blood of the Imperial Japanese Army on the top of Gushan.

From day to night, the Gushan position was always in the hands of the independent regiment death company.

Even if they have become one with the rocks and dirt on the top of the mountain.