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    "No, I want to stand here and see which one of you peed your pants!" Liu Zongsheng answered the soldiers with a majestic smile.  Suddenly he pointed his hand toward the queue: "Look who that is, his trouser legs are all wet!"

    For a moment, the soldiers looked back and forth, and suddenly realized that the deputy commander was joking with them, and laughed with a "boom".  Another artillery shell exploded in the nearby woods, but no one paid any attention to it.

    After the 7th company formed a column and all passed, Liu Zongsheng walked down the hillock and led a dozen battalion troops to insert between the 7th and 8th companies.  Stepping on the path up the mountain that loomed in the grass, Liu Zongsheng immediately noticed a scene that he had not noticed just now!

    On the entire northern slope of No. 1 Ridge, there were clouds of fireworks rising everywhere; above the fireworks, the large mountain ridge that lay across the thin blue-gray mist seemed to be much higher than before!

    The path he chose for the whole camp today was not easy!

    He felt nervous again, not only because of the artillery fire on the hillside and the high distance of the mountain ridge line, but also because as soon as he took a step, the steep path forced him to notice something else: there were many irregular soil patches on the path.  Pit, on the edge of the pit, a small red and white triangular flag is planted every few steps towards each other.  The width of the flag is two meters, and the narrowness is only one meter.  Although it was not his first time on the battlefield, Liu Zongsheng was still slightly shocked: Those pits were no longer fresh, but they were left by engineers when they cleared mines to open up a path for the 2nd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment. The red and white flags were the ones they marked for the infantry.  Safety Markers - The red flag on the inside marks the safety boundary, the white flag on the outside marks the death boundary!  One of the most profound impressions left on Liu Zongsheng from the last war was the dense thunderstorms all over the mountains and plains.  Before this war, the intelligence department reminded the troops many times that the density of Soviet minefields in the Kibiv Mountain area was very high.  All he was thinking about was Soviet artillery fire.  Unexpectedly, these landmines would cause a huge psychological shock to the soldiers!

    "Forward and backward! Keep the distance between people, and pay attention to guarding against artillery and mines!" He stopped and let the people in front and behind convey the order of his orders to everyone in the whole battalion.

    As he continued to walk forward, he had widened the distance between him and the soldiers in front, and his consciousness turned specifically to the small red and white flags on both sides of the road.  At this time, he heard a sound getting closer and closer. Suddenly he understood what it was. His heart was filled with fear, and he fell forward and fell to the ground!  There was a "boom".  After the loud noise, he opened his eyes and found that there was a small white flag marking death 5 centimeters in front of his face!

    "Deputy commander, are you injured?" Before the smoke cleared, Wei Changgui hurriedly climbed up from behind and quickly fell beside him.  shouted in panic.

    Liu Zongsheng woke up and looked up to see that the impact point of the shell was still far away from him. As he lay down, a long line of people lay down in front and behind him.

    ¡°Somehow, the little fear that caused me to panic just now was driven away.  He climbed up from the ground and took long, powerful steps again.  He walked past the lying warriors.  People lying on the path stood up after him.  The long, snake-shaped team that was interrupted by the shells squirmed toward the big ridge of No. 1 Ridge, braving Soviet artillery fire.

    He knew that at this moment, he could neither be afraid nor hesitate.

    He did not realize that even as he fought so fiercely against fear, his image had grown incomparably taller in the minds of the warriors.  The further you go.  Both the guard commander and the soldiers before and after him gradually felt that the deputy commander had become a miracle: every time a shell flew over and fell.  They lay down in response to the whistling sound of the shells falling to the ground. When they looked up again, they would find that only the deputy commander was still walking calmly through the gray-brown explosion smoke blowing in the wind.  The deputy commander seemed to be a man who could not be affected by cannonballs and mines, an immortal man, and a flag pointing far away at the big ridge of No. 1 Ridge!

    The mountain is getting steeper; the exposed rugged rocks on the road and the branches of shrubs growing between the rocks will poke you in the face from time to time; it rained a few days ago, and there are still puddles of water in the flatter areas of the road, which is very disturbing.  It was difficult to walk, but because the Soviet artillery shells and minefields attracted his inner attention, he did not realize that he was already sweating profusely, and the parts where the military uniform came into contact with his skin were completely soaked.  At the foot of the mountain, he felt that his physical strength was not bad. He was a veteran and his legs were used to climbing mountains at home, but he felt tired after an hour and a half.  Liu Zongsheng thought intermittently that he might be hungry: he ate a piece of compressed dry food last night when the troops set out, and this morning, he swallowed a mouthful of rice before the Soviet army shelled the mountain stream.  It seemed that because he was sweating too much and there was less water in his stomach, his stomach was rubbing like sandpaper, causing bouts of cramping.  My calves also began to tremble, my knees felt weak, and I wanted to bend toward the ground with every step I took.  Gritting my teeth and walking a little further, I saw a little golden and black butterflies flying randomly in front of my eyes.  Liu Zongsheng stopped, "What the hell is going on!" He cursed secretly while unbuttoning his military jacket.He unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his skinny and sweaty chest, letting himself gasp for air.  Fortunately, the golden and black butterflies disappeared, and the legs stopped shaking.  Climbing further up, the path becomes a winding belt, swaying before your eyes.  He no longer forced himself not to pay attention to the shells and minefields, but he really stopped paying attention to them.  Can't care anymore.  I sweat more, and the friction in my stomach becomes more uncomfortable.  His legs were weak and numb, and his knees were as stiff as a stick.  The heartbeat was so heavy and fast, as if it was trying to struggle out of the chest, and the lungs that had been severely damaged by smoking were fanning hard like the blades of a broken bellows.  He couldn't breathe breath after breath.  There were less and less things that could be realized, and finally there was only one clear and firm idea left - climb up!  Be sure to climb the big ridge of No. 1 Ridge!  Climbing up is victory!  Looking up, the big ridge of No. 1 Ridge was still towering high under the sky, not approaching me at all!  He stopped, gasping weakly, partially regaining consciousness.  Liu Zongsheng thought intermittently: In the last battle with the Soviet army, a squad leader from the 3rd company of the 5th regiment died on the way up the mountain due to hunger and dehydration!  Is he going to follow in that man's footsteps today?

    "Deputy commander, let me carry you!" Wei Changgui, who was also panting heavily and covered in sweat, walked over.  said with concern.

    "No need!" He glared at Wei Changgui and said unhappily.  Keep walking forward.

    He is only 32 years old, not old enough to be carried by guards on the march!

    The most difficult part is the road to the top of the mountain.  I looked up several times and thought there were only a few dozen meters left.  He mustered up the remaining strength and walked upwards. When he reached the target he identified, he realized that there were still dozens of meters above him. His line of sight had been blocked by a protruding mountain.  After finally walking the second few dozen meters, it turns out that there is a slope that is several dozen meters long. Only by walking through the third few dozen meters can we finally reach the mountain ridge line.  He felt exhausted to the extreme.  Looking at this uneven road, he was completely desperate!  He can't climb the mountain ridge!  Even if you walk one meter further, you will die of heart failure immediately!

    This time he rested for about ten minutes before lifting his heavy and numb legs again and moving forward.

    He has to move forward. Once he stops, the troops behind him will also stop!  As long as you still have breath, you have to go up!

    There are only a few meters left from the mountain beam line.  The road is smooth.  Liu Zongsheng stopped, supported his body with a wooden stick, and looked back down the mountain.  Only then did he have the strength to take a look at his troops!

    Except for the 1st Platoon of the 7th Company who were with him, the entire battalion was still moving with difficulty on the large hillside below.  Standing on the ridge, he could not hear the sound of shells exploding on the hillside, but he could see clouds of fireworks rising from time to time in front of and behind the team.  Then it quickly turned white and rose upwards, but the team was cut into several pieces.  Whenever a cannonball falls on the path and the dust and smoke dissipates, there will be a few little black dot-like figures turning back towards the mountain stream.  It was a stretcher for transporting martyrs or wounded people. He understood that the teams that had been scattered by the bombing were still climbing up unyieldingly.  No one seemed to really regard artillery fire, mines, maiming and death as the same thing.  Liu Zongsheng's heart suddenly heated up: Everyone in this team is suffering for the war and for the victory!

    Motherland.  Your son is suffering for you!

    It took him nearly 20 minutes to reach the highest point of the mountain ridge line, which took him nearly 20 minutes. Mount Xilian, a group of peaks standing directly in front of him, immediately came into view.  Between Mount Xilian and No. 1 Ridge was a half-sunlit, foggy, wider canyon than it appeared on the map. It stretched out from the distance in the west-south, lying at his feet, and in the east.  From a distance, turn to the southeast.  From that direction, Liu Zongsheng used his telescope to vaguely find the three small highlands they wanted to occupy for the first time!

    Highlands 632, 633, and 634 are covered by the huge shadow of the Big Nose Peak, the main peak of Xilian Mountain. The fog is shrouded and the true appearance cannot be seen clearly, but there is indeed no gunshot from that direction.

    In front of him, on Peak No. 3 of Xilian Mountain, a high-level dual-purpose machine gun was shooting at Highland 342 just now, but it was also silent now.

    The wind at the highest point of the mountain ridge line was very strong, and Liu Zongsheng felt that his consciousness and thinking ability were completely restored.  He looked at his watch: half past eleven.  Starting from the mountain stream, they climbed this hillside for three hours.  However, he was still very excited: Although it took one hour longer than originally planned, he and the 1st Platoon of the 7th Company finally climbed up the ridge of No. 1 Ridge!  As long as he takes the lead and climbs up, his troops will also climb up over the Soviet artillery fire and minefields!

    "Deputy Battalion Commander Chu, stop the front, temporarily disperse and rest, and wait for the troops behind!" He said to Deputy Battalion Commander Chu Maolin; at the same time, he ordered a walkie-talkie behind him to convey his message to each company.  Command: Speed ??up!

    At present, the whole battalion is too spread out, and if it goes forward, it will be directly exposed to the sight and firepower of the Soviet army in Xilian Mountain; the only way is to shrink the troops and shrink the troops.?The time it took for the whole battalion to get from Ridge 1 to its destination gave the Soviet army no time to take action before they reached the 632 Highland area, so as to reduce casualties in the more difficult exposure movement ahead.

    In the next quarter of an hour, Liu Zongsheng sat behind a rock on the mountain ridge line, drinking water from his kettle and swallowing a pack of compressed dry food handed to him by Wei Changgui little by little, and his physical strength gradually recovered.  Only then did Xiao Qiang and Cui Shian catch up with the other two platoons of the 7th company.  Seeing that the deputy commander asked the vanguard to stop, Xiao Qiang was a little anxious.  The time set by Peng Tao for their small force to arrive at the 632 Highland area to launch the attack is 12 noon, and now it is less than 10 minutes away from this time!

    "Deputy commander, should we let the 7th company go first?" He limped to Liu Zongsheng, pointed at the watch on his wrist and said.

    "No, wait a little longer!" Liu Zongsheng replied.  No further explanation was given.

    For a field commander who leads his troops to perform tasks independently, only victory is the most important.  The process of every battle is a collection of unexpected and unexpected complex situations for both the enemy and ourselves.  Commanders must know how to execute superior instructions promptly and flexibly rather than rigidly.  But half an hour later, he still made a compromise. Without waiting for the 9th Company, which served as the rear guard, and the migrant stretcher team led by the deputy training officer to climb up the mountain ridge, he called the chief officers of the 7th Company and 8th Company who were arriving one after another.  , ordered: "Immediately advance to the destination at a running speed! No matter what happens on the way, don't stop! After arriving at the 92 Highland area, no matter which company is in front, we must immediately launch an attack on the three highlands there.  Don¡¯t wait!¡±

    "Yes!" everyone answered.

    Liu Zongsheng knew that he could no longer wait for the 9th company.  Two companies of troops surged up along the No. 1 Ridge Mountain Beam line.  The Soviet troops in Xilian Mountain will soon notice it.  Soldiers are expensive and fast!

    Deputy Battalion Commander Chu Maolin led the 1st Platoon of the 7th Company - also the sharp knife platoon of the entire battalion - taking the lead in jumping over the mountain ridge line, rushing down the south slope covered with pine saplings half a man tall, and following a winding road to the southeast.  The forest path ran quickly.  Liu Zongsheng did not allow himself to stay any longer. After all the 7th company passed, he quickly followed up with Xiao Qiang and Cui Shian.

    His estimate was correct: the Chinese army had just appeared on the No. 1 Lingnan slope when it was discovered by the Soviet army in the direction of Xilian Mountain.  Fortunately, the path in the forest was winding and winding, and the Soviet army was obviously confused about the intention of this unit to go south to the next ridge.  This hesitation allowed them to move quickly for 15 minutes without any threat from the enemy.  But 15 minutes later, although the Soviet army still did not understand their intentions, a high-level dual-purpose machine gun on the third peak of Xilian Mountain still made a strong response-it was separated by a distance of more than a thousand meters and fired condescendingly.  Shoot them!

    "Dong dong dong dong dong!" With a shooting sound that instantly caused earth-shattering echoes in the mountains and gorges, a string of terrifying sharp projectiles with a metallic trembling sound, "clatter" cut through  Air.  It flew towards this small force coming south from the mountain ridge line, sending stone fragments flying into the sky, completely cutting off the crowns of young trees, and sending up streaks of deathly smoke in the forest grass and bushes.  .  After nearly 4 hours of fighting, the soldiers, who had become numb to the Soviet artillery bombardment, were suddenly hit by such a violent blow and suddenly panicked.  Some were so frightened that they fell to the ground, while others ran away aimlessly.  The advancing team was immediately in chaos!

    As soon as the horrifying sound sounded, Liu Zongsheng understood what kind of weapon it was. His head howled, and the blood all over his body surged up! A high-level dual-purpose machine gun!

    In addition to Soviet tanks and aircraft, the high-level dual-purpose machine gun was another weapon that impressed him the most among all the weapons used by the Soviet army.  He had seen more than one soldier hit by the bullets of the Soviet dual-purpose machine gun. Each of them had a blood hole as big as a bowl, and they died instantly, with no hope of survival.  Not only that, this extremely heavy and thrilling sound of shooting, together with the reverberation it caused in the valley, would also have a devastating disintegrating effect on the soldiers' will to fight.  Seeing the soldiers lying down one after another, Liu Zongsheng became really anxious: We must not stop!  There are not many usable terrain features on the hillside except some bushes, and it is more vulnerable to Soviet firepower if you stop.  With a distance of thousands of meters, the Soviet army could only shoot vaguely. Instead of lying here and being beaten, it was better to rush past the enemy's fire blocking area quickly!

    More importantly, they could not give the Soviet commander more time to think about the intentions of this small force!

    "Don't run around! Don't stop! Get the fuck up and run!" He cursed loudly, his face became extremely frightened, and while walking forward quickly, he kicked up and pushed the lying down person away.  A man in the grass kicks up!  "Do you want to wait here to die?!" He yelled at the man with his blood-red eyes wide open, not recognizing who he was in his eagerness.  The man got up and ran forward, and he no longer cared about him, searching for other people with that terrible look.  At the same time, he did not slow down his pace.

     He failed to notice that he had been exposed as an important sports target.  It wasn't until strings of green smoke rose rapidly in front of and behind him that Liu Zongsheng realized that he was being targeted by Soviet shooters.  He lay down on the spot, rolled several times along the slope, and then bent down and made several irregular movements among the trees. Only then did he get rid of the rain of bullets that the Soviet army was following.

    He got up again and looked at the troops, and found that the troops were still in chaos, but the overall speed of movement had accelerated!

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Moving forward a little farther, and the high and flat dual-purpose machine guns on Peak No. 3 of Mount Xilian will no longer be entangled with them.  Liu Zongsheng judged from the sound of gunfire that it had turned to the 9th company and the migrant stretcher team behind.  He only took a breath, and then he heard the sound of a high-level dual-purpose machine gun shooting from Big Nose Peak, the main peak of Xilian Mountain in the southeast.  Liu Zongsheng was suddenly shocked and secretly shouted: No!  The Soviet commander had almost guessed their intentions - the Soviet army could not be allowed to respond accurately now!  Gotta create a little confusion for them!

    The troops in front automatically stopped due to the interception of a new high-level dual-purpose machine gun.  Liu Zongsheng arrived in a hurry and ordered Chu Maolin: "The whole battalion changed its route and turned to the southwest!"

    PS: [Interpretation of "Django Unchained"] The themes expressed in the entire movie: 1. Slavery is the fundamental cause of oppression.  2. Freedom needs to be fought for, not given away.  3. If you don¡¯t resist, you will be enslaved forever.  4. Violence is the most effective way.  5. Fifty cents is the biggest obstacle.  6. Slave owners have no soul and no faith, but they believe in the power of guns.  7. Eliminate slave owners and freedom belongs to the people.

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