Although it was only five and a half hours in early summer, the sky was also dark and the temperature rose to 20 degrees.

As a new cook, it was the first time that Boss Cao, who fled from Licheng to ensure his family's livelihood, experienced such a big battlefield.

Yes, Boss Cao is not a nickname, but the real name of this recruit who is over 35 years old.

According to his own explanation, villagers generally cannot read, and they have to buy a pound of meat to find a villager to name their children. In order to give birth to his child, his parents still owe money to the midwife, so naturally they cannot buy meat to get their names. However, Cao Da and Cao Er obviously do not meet his father's aesthetics that he was so anxious that he scratched his head. As the saying goes, there is no way out for the end of the road, and another village is bright and bright. The old door panel in the family used to carry his mother to see a doctor appeared in front of his father.

So, seeing that the mountains are mountains and seeing that water is water, his father gave him the name Boss Cao very much.

Although Boss Cao has not lived a good life in the next 38 years, and because of his hard life, he is only 35 years old and looks as old as he is over 40 years old, Boss Cao is still very grateful to his father.

At least, if you don’t name Cao Laomen, you really have no idea.

Boss Cao was asked about his motivation for joining the army when he signed up for the army. There were three hungry children in the family, and a sickly wife, who looked like a middle-aged man, who was very honest and wanted to earn the good military pay in the promotion of the Sixing Group to support the family.

This wish was simple. The recruiting platoon leader who knew the situation in his family was a little hesitant, but in a hurry, Boss Cao picked up the stone mortar used to pound rice in the mountains on the spot. The thing was fifty or sixty kilograms, and he was raised by this middle-aged man who was eager to find a way out for his wife and children at home.

Not to mention anything else, just this outfit does not disappoint the boss’s name!

Boss Cao successfully joined the Four Lines Group. He also worked hard for the January recruit training, and both shooting and endurance were at least at the upper-middle level.

However, after a month of new recruits' thoughts, and several times, Director Ye Chenghuan came to preach in person. However, when the company commander who came to the logistics company to recruit new recruits asked him why he wanted to join the army, Boss Cao still said that he wanted to earn military pay.

This guy probably doesn't know how to turn his mind. This is basically a unified opinion of several recruiting new company commanders. Moreover, 35-year-olds age 45 have no advantage over those young men in their 20s.

So, Boss Cao, who had some strength in training and performed well in the recruits, went to the first-line infantry battalion like the Third Battalion, but was not assigned to the front-line company, but went to the kitchen squad of the battalion headquarters and became a cook.

Just now, the officers and soldiers of the battalion located on the front position required 6 o'clock, but the 20-member person in the kitchen started to get busy at 3 o'clock in the morning.

The breakfast for more than 1,000 people in the camp had to fall on the heads of more than 20 of them. The buns didn’t need to be very beautiful, but the meat inside must be enough, and each person had to drink a bite of hot and hot broth.

Although I don’t know the decisions of the superiors, Boss Cao knew from the sumptuous meals this morning that this morning would probably be a big battle, unlike yesterday and the day before yesterday, mainly the artillery soldiers on both sides.

If you ask Boss Cao, who had never experienced such a big battle, was panicked? That was certain. The infantry hadn't fought much yesterday, because the shells on both sides were like raining, and more than 20 of the Third Battalion sacrificed, including two or three of them from Boss Cao's recruits company next door when he was training.

Although I was not very familiar with it, I watched the youthful faces yesterday, and today I was lying in front of me with blood. Even though the battalion commander and the company commanders standing in front of them took off their hats and saluted, Boss Cao felt extremely sad when he thought that their family members could not look back on their son.

Especially when he thought of his two sons and a daughter in his family and his sick wife, he was waiting for him to go back and bring them rice, flour and ocean. What would happen to them if he died? Boss Cao didn't dare to think deeply at all.

However, if you take other people's money, you have to do things. Even if it's a fatal blow, Boss Cao, who has never read many books, has been influenced by the Confucian culture of the Chinese nation.

Therefore, Boss Cao carried a full load of 100 kilograms of meat buns to the position of the 7th Company and the row of the 7th Company.

It was one of the positions at the front of the battlefield and closest to the Japanese trenches.

"Dawn! Reply to the command!" Just as Boss Cao carried the load into the corner of a trench, a cold voice sounded.

"Kill the little Japanese!" Boss Cao instinctively expressed the command that the squad leader said before leaving with his own understanding.

The cold muzzle poked out from the corner without hesitation.

"No, no, it's the destruction of the sun!" Boss Cao almost didn't scare him.

"Uncle, it's no joke to reply to the command. If it were our squad leader, you wouldn't have a chance to correct it." A young corporal walked out of the corner of the trench and criticized Boss Cao with a cold expression.

"No, big brother, I'm new here, I'll be whisper when I'm nervous." Boss Cao quickly explained, with aggrieved on his face: "Also, I'm only 35, but I can't afford the title of uncle."

Because he looks old, there are many people calling him Uncle Cao, but Boss Cao still stubbornly believes that he is only ten years older than the young men, but he has not reached the level of being promoted to a new generation. His eldest daughter is only 14 now, right?

"Oh, that uncle, you are so mature. You look like my father. Why? Is this battalion department bringing us breakfast? What to eat this morning?" I don't know if I was amused by Boss Cao's grievance or the smell of the buns in the bamboo basket, the young soldier sniffed and smiled.

As soon as he heard the soldiers ask what to eat, Boss Cao was proud and did not correct the young soldier's mistake of calling the uncle. His face showed a glamorous look: "Today! The pork buns prepared for everyone under the order of the commander, not only the meat is too much, but they are all fat meat fillings. If you bite it, you will definitely have oily mouths."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Really! Thank you to the brothers in the kitchen." The young soldier showed surprise on his face, and he left the submachine gun back and reached out to take the load. "Come on, uncle, I will help you. Oh, uncle, you are strong enough!"

The young soldier probably didn't expect that these two boxes of meat buns would be so numerous. He raised his hand and didn't pick it up.

"Hehe, my brother has nothing else, just put in a lot of strength. There are at least two or three people in the other ranks, so we can only order me one." Boss Cao couldn't help but feel proud again. "You guys wait, I'll go to the company and pick up the broth."

When Boss Cao came with two large buckets of broth coming over his head, the soldiers who were sleeping in the trench had already gotten up, and each of them had two big buns, and they were full of oil in their mouths.

The young soldier who was originally in charge of the warning saw Boss Cao from a distance. This time, he was no longer as cold as before, but greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Cao, it turns out that you are still a celebrity in the recruit company! I heard that you have a record of 70 meters of bombs on your feet, which is better than my two-year soldier! Why did you go to the kitchen team? How about you, do you dare to show your skills to your brothers today?"

It turned out that the young soldier who took the load on Boss Cao felt so great. It took hundreds of pounds. Even this piece of strength should not be the soldier of the kitchen squad! So, this corporal from the Northeast Army went to ask the recruits who were supplemented by the platoon. Only after this question did I realize that Boss Cao, who was an old figure, was a celebrity in the size of the recruit company, had set a record of recruits dropping bombs in the training of the recruit company.

Actually! The distance of 60 meters is not much exaggerated among the veterans of the Four Lines Regiment. The reconnaissance even had a record of 80 meters of bombing on the stand-up position. That was not the strongest. Mingxin's pervert didn't take action, but based on the veterans' estimate that he could dance a big sword of more than ten pounds, Mingxin's arm strength and wrist strength and internal experts' control over the muscles of the whole body, it was not a problem to throw 90 meters or even 100 meters up.

The four-line regiment now has two masters of national martial arts, Uncle Han and Mingxin. If Mingxin doesn’t talk about it, he was a ruthless man who killed nearly 30 Japanese infantry alone. Uncle Han has never taken any action on the battlefield, but in the military training squad leader-level military training squads of various battalions, he, the director of the military training department, has shown several moves in front of these elite soldiers.

An ordinary rifle, even an elite warrior, stabbed with all his strength, at most, through eight centimeters of thick wooden boards. However, under a master of national martial arts, Uncle Han, he didn't see how he acted. He just had an ordinary front stab. The sharp bayonet actually passed through three wooden boards as thick as eight centimeters. With this force, if it were a human body, I'm afraid that even the barrel of the gun could penetrate into the chest!

I heard that Tang's troupe even had a practical battle example of carrying a rifle as a mace on the battlefield and shooting the Japanese army into a short and dumb look.

Therefore, the officers and soldiers of the Four Army Regiment, who have seen the great national skills, are mentally prepared for what the "perverted" level masters do.

But a new recruit "old uncle" could even throw such a good result of 70 meters, which surprised the young corporal a little, and he did not doubt the authenticity at all. Just looking at the "old uncle" carrying hundreds of pounds of loads and walking steadily, you can tell that his strength is really greater than that of most ordinary people.

As for why such talent fell into the kitchen squad, the recruits also told the young corporal who was already the deputy squad leader of the squad, the stubborn behavior of Boss Cao, who was stubborn and thought he was a "worker" for military pay.

Although the 3rd Battalion has completed 90% of its troops, due to the limited number of new recruits, there is still a 10% vacancies from the reorganization plan announced by the Tang regiment. Just like the infantry squad where the young corporal was located, there is still one person missing.

Naturally, the young corporal fell in love with this old uncle. Even if his mental awareness is slightly worse, he should be an ammunition master! It depends on his strength and can carry at least 30 kilograms of materials to march during wartime, so he can carry hundreds of bullets and more than 10 grenades for the entire infantry squad.

Moreover, for young corporals, the backbone soldiers at the grassroots level, what is the poor mental awareness? As long as you fight a few battles and experience a bloody battlefield, a handful of bloody blood of a sleeping brother in the big bunk bed will be sprinkled on his face. As long as he is a person with feelings, he will rush over with red eyes and kill the Japanese who killed his brother.

The young corporal who had experienced the battle between Songjiang and Guangde knew this kind of thing very well that before the battle between Songjiang, he was just a second-class private.

It was not the courage to make him a sergeant, but the waves of veterans fell before him, and he was just moving forward in the direction of their fall.

Facing the kindness of the young corporal, Boss Cao smiled embarrassedly, "That's throwing is just a training bullet, and it's also a training ground without bullets. Corps Zheng said, "Although I can throw 70 meters on the training ground, when I arrive at the real battlefield, it's good if I can throw more than 40 meters."

By the way, let the brothers drink the broth quickly! This is authentic mutton soup. The battalion commander bought it from a fellow villager in the mountains two days ago. I carried it alone and walked dozens of miles!"

"Brother Cao, you are really..." When the young corporal saw Boss Cao like this, he knew that he did not mean to join the front-line infantry platoon.

This is just like the recruits who say Lao Cao, everything is fine, but this person is very stubborn. After being educated by instructors at all levels, others scream to defend their hometown and nation. This big brother is just working and earning money to support their family.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sharp hissing from the sky.

"No, the Japanese are firing!" The young corporal's face changed, and he turned his head and shouted into the trench. "I'll go into the anti-aircraft artillery hole nearby. If it's too late, I'll hide for you!"

After shouting, he pulled Boss Cao's arm and threw himself into a corner of the trench.

"No, broth, where is the broth?" Boss Cao struggled instinctively.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The broth was made of mutton from a whole sheep, and the fat sheep weighing 60 kilograms was killed. However, he worked hard to carry it out of the mountains and walked dozens of miles of mountain road!

It’s nothing to be tired or hard, after all, the group gives him ten dollars a month to eat! You can’t waste food, right? If he had this little mutton at home, his poor mother might not have touched the tree in the back mountain in the middle of the night just because she wanted to save food for her three children.

When I think of this, Boss Cao's heart hurts like a crack.

Boss Cao was very strong, and in a hurry, he threw the young corporal away, and stomped at the dumped soup bucket with his waist.

"You are so good that you are desperate!" The young corporal was thrown away and a tiger pounced to the ground.

Then, a huge sound broke out in the ears of Boss Cao, the new cook!

How loud was that sound? Take Boss Cao’s own feelings as if Gonggong had knocked down Buzhou Mountain at that moment, the sky collapsed and the earth broke! Then, there was no sound again.

That's because his ears were temporarily deaf at that moment.

The entire land seemed to be shaken and shaking. Even in the trenches, Boss Cao still felt the land under him trembling, and the soil on the trench wall kept falling and hitting the two of them.

"Current your body and try not to let your chest beside the ground." The young corporal approached Boss Cao's ear, who could hardly hear any sound, roared with all his strength, and took off the steel helmet from his head and buckled it on Boss Cao's head.

Then, he resolutely got up and bent over and ran forward.

Boss Cao, holding his head in both hands, wanted to ask this young corporal who was at least one round younger than him, shouldn't he hide at this time? What are you going to do in front of you?

The Japanese chose the timing of the firing, which was too toxic.

This was the time for breakfast at the first few positions. Except for a few soldiers in charge of the guard, the rest were eating breakfast. After being bombarded by the Japanese artillery, I wonder if the guarded troops on the front positions were enough, and I wonder if the Japanese army would take advantage of this opportunity to rush over.

"Dog god, the devil is really cunning." Leng Feng from the battalion command center hundreds of meters behind was alarmed by the explosion, rushed out of the bunker with a telescope and lay on the trenches. Seeing his front line of positions being shrouded in the smoke, he couldn't help but punch the soil.

Leng Feng was shocked and angry at this time.

The military order of the regiment headquarters was to launch a general attack at 6:20. At that time, the artillery battalion first attacked the Japanese artillery, and then the infantry launched an attack. Therefore, Leng Feng notified the officers and soldiers to wake them up for breakfast at 5:30. Only by filling their stomachs can they better kill the Japanese, right?

Unexpectedly, the Japanese actually launched the shelling first at 5:45.

No, rather, it is a counterattack.

Because, the roar of heavy machine guns was mixed with the roar of a heavy machine gun.

This shows that the Japanese infantry actually started an infantry attack with artillery fire.

The most sudden positions in his third battalion were only 70 meters closest to the Japanese position, and their troops were only 3 infantry platoons. Can they stop such a crazy Japanese army?

The Japanese army used a lot of artillery this time. The trenches of the Third Battalion were 1,800 meters long, almost in a half arc, half surrounded the Japanese position, but artillery fire actually enveloped most of the frontier positions.

Tang Dao, who was further away, looked at the smoke rising from the distance and frowned fiercely.

He did not underestimate the future "Malay Tiger", but the "Malay Tiger" who was forced into a desperate situation is even more terrifying than the "Malay Tiger" that once ran alone in time and space for hundreds of kilometers to defeat the two French imperial coalition forces.

Yamashita's move almost predicted your prediction. I knew you were going to attack, so I launched the attack first than you, and hit the weak point of the unprepared Third Battalion.

"The brigade commander is indeed well-known and is worthy of being an outstanding figure who may be promoted to Chief of Staff of the Front Army." The highest commander of the rear wing of the Second Mixed Brigade who was watching the battle with a telescope in the distance showed a smile on his face, and he was generous to the immediate boss who made this decision.

"The Chinese were abnormal yesterday and last night, and they didn't use strange tricks or strange tricks. That means they were confident and had an 80% chance of launching a general attack on our headquarters tomorrow morning. Our headquarters must not sit still and wait for death. No matter how much the war is, they must organize a counterattack. When they are still in the preparation period, they will attack their front-line and destroy them. That is the last hope of our headquarters. Yin Tengjun, the fate of thousands of officers and soldiers of the brigade is in your hands."

Yamashita said this when he said goodbye to Ito Yangta who arrived at the Changle Village Brigade Command at 1 a.m.

Even Tang Dao will definitely applaud when he hears these words and look at his opponent with admiration.

Yamashita is really a ruthless person. Tang Tuanzuo, who rarely miscalculated, was also predicted by others and suffered a loss.

However, if Yamashita's counterattack was really like him who imagined to attack the front position? Not necessarily.

Tang Dao has not underestimated his opponent yet, but he is still worried about his opponent. Yamashita has not underestimated his opponent, but he still has insufficient estimates of the strength of the Four Lines Group.

The commanders of both sides made a big mistake this morning.
Chapter completed!