Chapter 30 street fighting

Street fighting began. Company Commander Ma Baozhen's face was covered in mud, sweat and black smoke, lying on the ground in the ruins of the inner main street of the North Gate, with angry and helpless eyes shooting out. The Japanese troops pouring into the city were concentrated in five groups, paved on the ground in a tower style, crawling towards the front of the position.The first group of enemies, about 40 people, had climbed to a place only 100 meters away from Ma Baozhen.According to the old way of fighting, at this time, it is time to prepare to rush out and fight the enemy hand-to-hand, but there are less than one squad of brothers around Ma Baozhen, how to rush?Seeing the enemies approaching in front of him one after another, he was so anxious that he was sweating coldly, holding the wooden handle of the rifle tightly with both hands, his nails digging deeply into the wood grain, as if his nerves were about to burst. "Company commander!" A brother reminded him, urging him to give an order. His blood was pounding in his heart, and the word "charge" was almost blurted out, but he saw that his company had already suffered casualties. More than 90%, only the remaining few brothers were slightly injured. He really couldn't bear to let them rush again, and the password came to his lips, and he swallowed it back.

However, at this critical juncture, a burst of charging horns from the national army suddenly sounded behind him.It was the bugleman in the company who blew it without authorization.The brothers didn't get the company commander's order to prepare for the charge, but they felt a little strange when they heard the charge horn sounded first, and Ma Baozhen was also very strange. But the national army was surprised, but the Japanese army was terrified when they heard the news. They turned around and ran back in fright. The first wave retreated, and the second and third waves that followed also retreated.

Ma Baozhen laughed: "What's going on here? We ran away when we heard the Charger, and we haven't moved our feet yet. The Japanese actually frightened us in hand-to-hand combat. How fucking happy!" He turned to see the Charger. Bing asked amusedly, "I didn't ask you to blow the horn, why did you blow it yourself?" The trumpeter replied nervously: "Report Lianzuo, I saw the enemy rushing up, I was in a hurry, so I couldn't control it, and started blowing up." He asked with some worry, "Lianzuo, am I wrong? " "That's right!" Ma Baozhen patted the trumpeter on the shoulder to encourage him.

This time the 57th Division sticks to Changde City. One of the biggest characteristics of the battle is the daring to fight with bayonets.They fought as they said, and they didn't know how many times a day they had to fight until the Japanese army was afraid when they saw the light and shadow of the national army's bayonets.And generally speaking, they seldom blow the charge horn. This time, the charge horn sounded suddenly. Since the Japanese army could not get any advantage in every bayonet hand-to-hand fight, they thought that this time might be a more ruthless move, so they embraced it. Head fled.

When the Japanese also have such pustules, it really opened my eyes to a young Chinese who is decades later! The charge horn not only surprised the Japanese, but even regimental commander Du Ding and battalion commander Wu Hongbin in the regiment command post at the back looked at each other in astonishment, "What? Ma Baozhen is blowing the charge horn?" Du Ding asked.Battalion Commander Wu hurriedly called to ask. After the questioning, he couldn't help laughing, and reported the situation to Commander Du truthfully.Battalion Commander Wu said that we didn't expect us to scare the enemy away with the sound of the charge.Head Du had some imagination after hearing this. He looked in Ma Baozhen's direction and said:

"This can be regarded as a good story in the battle of Changde. We should give this trumpet a good name. It is called Hu Xiao, yes, it is called Hu Xiao. The code name of the 57th division is Huben, and our charge number of Huben, Isn’t it just called Tiger Roar?!” After the commander's comments spread to the forward positions, Ma Baozhen immediately told the brothers. After hearing this, the trumpeter became more energetic, and volunteered to say: "Blowing the horn can scare away the enemy, so let me blow it again, and the blowing will break the enemy." Don't be afraid of your throat!"

Ma Baozhen scratched his nose. "Stupid brother, if this tiger roar can repel the enemy's attack, it won't be called tiger roar, it should be called tiger bullet and tiger arrow." He then greeted everyone, "Get ready, the enemy may counterattack soon! " "Yes!" The brothers each found a suitable blocking position in the ruins. Sure enough, the Japanese army soon started a new round of offensive.But before the infantry charged, they had rushed all kinds of artillery into the city from the north gate. They set up the mortar behind the ruins of the national army's bunker, loaded a large dose of incendiary bombs, and fired at Ma Baozhen. The direction of the position was bombarded violently.After each shell hit the ground, a dense flame was ignited, and the flame was connected with the flame, and soon formed a sea of ​​flames, and the remaining brothers on Ma Baozhen's line were submerged by the sea of ​​flames.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The soldiers of the national army were coughing repeatedly due to the smoke, as if their lungs were about to explode. They tore off their military uniforms to fight the fire, and shouted at Ma Baozhen: "Company commander, company!" Long, shall we retreat? Shall we..." Some soldiers fell into the flames before they could finish speaking. "Back! Back! Back!" Ma Baozhen gave orders to the soldiers. He crawled with difficulty in the gap of the flames, dragging his brothers back one by one. So the eight or nine soldiers staggered and ran back in the fire, and after running for a certain distance, the sea of ​​fire was left behind, but at this moment they suddenly found that Company Commander Ma Baozhen hadn't come out, and they shouted anxiously:

"Company Commander Ma! Company Commander Ma——" Ma Baozhen lay on the pile of bricks and stones scorched by the fire, looked back at the soldiers silently for the last time, and said in her heart, farewell, brothers!He didn't even think about retreating. He was ready to die with the Japanese army on the ground. But before he saw the Japanese charging team, the fire had already surrounded him.The tongue of fire was licking and biting his flesh, the heat wave was scorching his face, his eyes could not be fully opened, his breathing was already very difficult, and he felt that he could not wait any longer, so he dragged his body which had been burned extensively. The body crawled forward. This was his last charge. Although he was prostrate on the ground, as life, it was a leap across death.

He crawled, crawled, crawled, his hot flesh and blood crawled forward inch by inch, and the school song of the Whampoa Military Academy sounded in his ears: Dear and sincere, love each other, strive for excellence, be sincere, and seek unity.First of all, with a fearless spirit, and with an indomitable ambition.If you seek liberation for the people, you can sacrifice your own fame and wealth; if you seek unity for the party, you can sacrifice your own freedom and happiness.Therefore, we can not be afraid of death, not afraid of difficulties, with one against a hundred, with a hundred against ten thousand, and never lose the spirit of a revolutionary soldier...

It is this noble Whampoa spirit that supports him to rush towards the enemy.He seemed to see that door again, the door that determined the value of his life - "Please go the other way to get promoted and get rich, you can't enter this door if you are greedy for life and afraid of death." When he walked into this door of Whampoa Military Academy, he had already disregarded life and death up. But the person who is not afraid of death does not mean that he does not love life.During his last short journey, Ma Baozhen not only thought of his childhood when his life was just beginning to sprout, and the huts, fields, and forests in rural Anhui where he grew up, but also thought of his mother who gave him life.The mother seemed to be standing right in front of him, watching her son suffering in the raging fire, a string of turbid tears rolled down her old cheeks, and she stretched out a pair of wrinkled arms towards him, with a look of extreme pain that made him feel sick. Ma Baozhen was heartbroken, but he murmured silently in his heart, mother, mother, the son is already a member of the country, the country needs the son to dedicate his life, the son is going, gone, take care of you old man... He crawled and crawled, he was not only crawling forward in the fire, but he himself was already a part of the flame.He climbed very heavily at first, and he had to exert great physical strength every step of the way, but the more he climbed, the more he felt lighter, and he seemed to have been floating in midair. In the blood-red fire, he and Landlord He Biao The lady from the old gentleman's house met unexpectedly.The young lady seemed to know that he would leave her forever, so she came here to bid him farewell. Her big eyes full of love for him were crystal clear, with tears streaming down her face, and all her words were kept silent.He said that he would not drive out the Japanese pirates and vowed not to marry him. These strong words have been engraved on the scroll of history along with his famous name, but at this moment when his youth has been turned into ashes and his flesh and blood are preserved as the Great Wall, who will he be? It is said that a seven-foot man does not have a trace of love for his children?Floating, he came to the young lady, held up the pale, plump face of the young lady, and gave her an affectionate and gazing glance, then bowed his head, for the first and last time, offered his " A virgin's kiss... This is really a miracle. Company Commander Ma Baozhen, with burns all over his body, whose back, buttocks and thighs were almost burned to charcoal, managed to climb nearly 100 meters with his strong will and perseverance. On the rubble road, when he climbed to a Japanese machine gun bunker under the ruins, the Japanese soldiers found him, but it was too late. He pulled out the fuse of the grenade in his hand, and in the midst of a "boom", his charge Arrived at the terminal.