Chapter 15 [Volume Four Showa Thirteen Years Twenty Seven Years Old]
【Section 1】
April twenty-first.
We really can't imagine that Xuzhou has not yet been captured.Everyone thought that Xuzhou had fallen, because the attack on Xuzhou began a long time ago.
But this Xuzhou is said to have not yet been conquered.And hearing that friendly forces are continuing to fight, our troops must rush to support them.
At seven o'clock in the afternoon, we got on the stuffy tank truck again.Two hours later the train moved, galloping across the darkened landscape.After dawn, the endless wheat fields leaped into our eyes.Farmers stand in the splendid, abundant and peaceful wheat fields, without any shadow of war.This is quite inconsistent with our majestic and fully armed appearance, running around.
At nine o'clock in the evening on the 22nd, I arrived at Changxindian.Departing at eleven o'clock in the evening, the train raced through the night and arrived in Tianjin at half past six in the morning on the 23rd.The train stopped until noon, then traveled south along the Jinpu Line.Among them, after passing through Duliu Town Station, this is an unforgettable place name for me.In the summer of the twelfth year of the Showa era, this was the station I visited for the first time on the front line.
Our train arrived at the Yellow River at one o'clock in the morning on the fifth day.The enemy fled after destroying the bridge, and our side is repairing it day and night.This place is like a big city with countless electric lights on at night, and the lights are brilliant. From a distance, anyone would think that this is a big city.
The train stopped on the sand.It was as if a heavy snow had fallen on the ground, covered with a foot-thick layer of fine sand, and the shoes creaked and sank.
Cranes and hammers bang loudly.The coolies dragged their exhausted bodies, some on the sand, some behind the concrete, and some next to the wood, taking a nap in a daze.
The original continuous long bridge has been destroyed, and it has become a section.Walking forward on the sand, we passed a temporary pontoon bridge with a width of about one room. The bridge was brightly lit, as if decorated with lanterns and festoons, and there was a sign of the Yellow River Military Station Bridge on it.The water of the Yellow River also looks so yellow and turbid at night. It is said that one liter of the water of the Yellow River actually contains Sihe mud.
After the turbid current was blocked by the bent and fallen iron bridge and trestle bridge, it rushed away with the sound of water.The top of the waves gleamed with silver light under the light, and fell into the night. The scene was like looking at Dotonbori (the most prosperous place in the downtown area of Dahan) overlooking Dahan.I wanted to calculate the width of the Yellow River, so I wrote down the steps to cross the bridge.A total of eight hundred steps.After crossing the Yellow River, and a little further ahead, there is a wide puddle with mushrooms and frogs singing.The croaking of frogs gives people a meaningful feeling.
We boarded the train again and headed south.
Comparing the Jinpu Line with the Ping-Han Line, it can be seen that the culture has made great progress.
The houses along the Jinpu Line are a little more open, and the windows and the like are also open to the outside.Residents along the Ping-Han Line, as if they were afraid of foreign attacks, closed their doors tightly, and did not even open the windows to the outside, and each house built a high wall to prevent the enemy from invading.The stations on the Jinpu Line, even the desolate rural stations, are built much more grandly than the rural stations in the interior.
Going south along the Jinpu Line, looking out the window, the scenery up to the Yellow River is like a vast ocean made of mud, with many wetlands in between.Thousands of miles away, even at the end connected to the horizon, there are no forests or villages, and the landscape is a piece of soil, nothing but soil, only occasionally a small tree or a small amount of grass can be seen.
Soon there will be a great plain with no grass growing and barren land everywhere, until it reaches the clouds and disappears into the sky.I feel that once we cross the Yellow River, the terrain and culture are changing.The south of the Yellow River is more advanced than the north of the Yellow River. There is no wetland, the fields are carefully cultivated, and the trees and weeds are no different from the plains in the interior.It was very hot in Zhangde area, and we all only wore summer clothes, but it was a bit cold when we passed near Tianjin, so we put on coats again, but as we went south, it gradually became hot again.
Our train gallops like a ghost.Our recruits and reserve soldiers from Fuzhishan are stationed in Tai'an.My dearest brother is here too!We passed by, feeling the unspeakable heartfelt feelings for the folks, shouting to each other to leave.
The fighting in Taierzhuang is fierce, so be careful!They chased from the platform, reminding and shouting.
Thanks.We must work hard!We waved in the car, our hearts full of farewell.
The goal is Xuzhou, the goal is Xuzhou, the train is running fast.
A long string of trains came back from the front.Ah, the car is full of wounded people: those in white clothes, those with bandages on their heads, those with their arms hanging, those with bandages on their feet, and those who are so pale that their faces are bloodless.This is a wounded train.
Avenge us!They growled bitterly.
What's the situation?Are they desperately fighting?
powerful enough.
Didn't it mean that there were fifty or sixty cannons?Didn't shells the size of canvas buckets and stoves come flying like machine guns?It is said that shells as big as iron barrels flew down.Do they have many such powerful guns?
That might be an exaggeration, right?
Well, it's a bit exaggerated to say that, but guys who are about fifteen centimeters or twenty centimeters will fall.It is estimated that there are two or three doors.The rest were field guns and mortars. There seemed to be twenty or thirty mortars.At first we thought the 20cm gun was a fortress gun.It turned out that when we backed up, the cannon shot back, so it seemed like a moving guy.A squadron has about 30 people attacking!
Was it hard enough?
Well, quite powerful.Now there are two divisions fighting, but in fact there is only one and a half divisions, because there are fewer and fewer people.It's not a big deal, it's just that it's terrible to be hit by a shell.
The attack force will not be too small, right?
Well, enough is enough.Rather than huddling together to attack, it is better to have fewer people.
With fewer people, it is enough to fight a battle, and the loss will be less.Still, it would be great of you to help!Take care and play hard!
We must do well!Thank you!I also wish you a speedy recovery!
Just as the artillery special agent Cao Chang and the wounded soldiers were talking to us loudly, the train passed by and finally disappeared.The train carrying the wounded screamed and disappeared behind.Our train takes us straight to the battlefield where the guns cross.Words like war, death, blood, etc. came to my mind.
At night, the train was still running, with dimly lit oil lamps hanging from the stuffy tank shed.The carriages were more crowded than cans of sardines, and the soldiers couldn't lie down, they could only curl up in a ball and doze off.Under the dim light, soldiers lined up like stone bodhisattvas appeared, looking very melancholy.Shoes, grocery bags, gas masks, water bottles, etc. dangled from the roof of the car, and in the shadow of the corner of the car, the flames of cigarette butts were as bright as fireflies.Is someone having trouble sleeping, smoking a cigarette and thinking about his girlfriend?
The sound of speeding trains rubbing against the rails filled my ears.
The shaky oil lamp with dim light may be out of oil, the fire is getting weaker and weaker, the light range is shrinking, and only the surrounding area of the oil lamp can only be vaguely seen.I folded my arms and looked at the oil lamp with a cigarette in my mouth.The life of the oil lamp will be over in a few minutes.
My life may also be only a few days away.Soon, only the wick of the oil lamp was left glowing red like charcoal fire, shining slightly in the dark compartment.The long and lingering life of the oil lamp finally ceased, gone forever.It was pitch black.Really black as ink.I pinched out the cigarette, closed my eyes, but couldn't sleep.
My mother, my father, my hometown, the past, everything was spinning in my mind like a revolving lantern.Suddenly recalling the happy time spent with a certain woman, I couldn't help but feel blissful, and really wanted to return to the happy world of the two of them again.Just as he was thinking, he suddenly collided with the reality that he was on the front line.
Today, the wounded are being sent back, and we are heading to the front where the shells are dancing the dance of death.Moreover, maybe they will be sent back with bandages on their heads, hands, and legs like those people we saw during the day, or they may vomit blood and die. A fierce life-and-death struggle is unfolding before our eyes.
Living things will one day die, and tangible things will one day be destroyed.
Although I understand this, but before joining the war, I felt that this was a very distant thing emotionally, but now I feel that it is a real threat to myself.The so-called war is like going to die.
I firmly believe in life and death.If God thinks that it is better for people like me not to live, he will kill me, right?If he doesn't want to, if he thinks that keeping me alive will be of any use, then he will let me survive, right?My life is God's freedom, and I can only obey God's orders.
I didn't feel any uneasiness, nor any terror.
Yes, life and death matter.The so-called fate is a magical power that possesses the power of life and death.I can't explain it, but it's enough to believe.
If you have nothing to rely on, you will not be at ease.Trying to think about my future, I don't think there will be any special brilliance, but I still hope to live.I want to taste life a little more, and life comes with a sweet fragrance.
If I am loved by God, then let me live no matter what the circumstances are!
All in all, let's make up our minds to do it quickly and wait for God's will.
The train moved forward at a fast speed, and only the rolling sound of the rails came to my ears.
It was pitch black in the compartment.Don't think about anything, go to sleep.
April twenty-fifth.
Arrive in Lincheng at three o'clock in the morning.A bottle of soda and two beers were issued.What I posted this time is really extravagant.After getting out of the car to cook, it was stipulated that the march should start from here.
I was going to march soon, and I couldn't leave if I was drunk, so I decided to put the wine in a soda bottle and bring it with me.What I want, even if it is a little heavier, I want to take it away, it is really casual.
We set off at two o'clock in the afternoon and camped after walking about two miles.
Thinking that the wine he brought might melt into the blood flowing on the ground tomorrow, he felt an indescribable pain. He couldn't help but recall the scene of drinking happily with prostitutes at the banquet in the restaurant in his hometown. People are nostalgic.
The heart is beating freely.Dreaming lightly in my mind.
In a solitary room with a gentle breeze and a view of the beautiful sea, after bathing, put on a bathrobe, drink slowly, and be intoxicated by the melody of the shamisen of a prostitute, how happy it would be!Thinking of this, a warm sigh welled up in my heart.
No, it would be foolish to groan for things that should not be hoped for, or that are impossible to hope for.
Sometimes I miss my hometown, and my heart is full of thoughts of returning home. Is this the sorrow of weak people?
The night was starry, with the occasional sound of gunshots echoing from far away.
I was exhausted from marching during the day, but now I was sitting on the grass around the bonfire, drinking sorghum wine in the wind. Isn’t it full of wild fun and unique sentiment?
There was a young Chinese man, whom I wanted to use, but no matter what I asked him, he always replied that he didn’t understand, which made me so angry that I really wanted to cut off his head.I bound him hand and foot and threw him into the shed, and I'm going to send him to hell when I start out tomorrow morning.
Ever since I set foot on the Jinpu Line, I have never seen a clear and clear sky, and it is always gloomy.
I hardly saw a single cloud on the Ping-Han Line, and what I saw was a clear blue sky.
There are a lot of clouds here.Probably because the Jinpu Line is close to the sea.
Weeds are no different from those in the hinterland, and the landscape of growth is not much different.To the south of the Yellow River, there are many dry river courses, and the bridges are built on the sand at the bottom of the river.Will it also form a river in the rainy season?That yellow muddy water!
April twenty-sixth.
Arrived in Zaozhuang at two o'clock in the afternoon.Attack from here.Let's take a short rest for a few days. Zaozhuang has already stationed the headquarters of the 10th Division and the 5th Division. There is no house for us to live in, so we have to camp on a dirty street corner nearby.
At the well, I met Yu Erjun, a fellow villager.
Which squadron are you in?
In five squadrons.He fetched water while answering loudly.
This time seems to be very powerful, right?
It seems that both the Tenth Division and the Fifth Division suffered heavy losses.
It seems like
Didn't it mean that your squadron is also miserable?Our squadron has hardly been on the front line since the squadron leader was killed. After he finished speaking, he hurried to wash rice.
The total number of casualties in our squadron has exceeded a hundred, and there will be bloodshed in the future.
It's already at this time, the body is important, so it's best to treat it as a snack!He said intermittently.
The body is important, everyone said this sentence, and it was the same sentence that came out of Yu Erjun's mouth.
I never thought about it that way.I have already thought about it, thinking that everything is fate.
How to take care of your body in battle?Although in actual combat, whether you rush forward and fight bravely has a great impact on safety, but bullets don't have eyes, and it doesn't mean that those who don't advance can live, and those who advance must die.Everything can only be left to fate.
Don't you know?Nothing is more capricious than bullets.
There were those who hid in the trenches and died, and those who were under the fire of bullets and never got shot, and are still fighting.How can I hide from such an impermanent bullet?
If you want this kind of technology, I really hope you can teach me.
I also want to live, not to die.But I never went to war while thinking about my health.There is no way to fight with that kind of mood.
Maybe they thought they could live and die as they wanted.Although no one among the surviving people knew who it was, everyone thought that they might survive and die tomorrow covered in blood.How desolate it is to think of this!If I thought that I might be the one who ran into this bad luck, my heart would be filled with unspeakable sorrow.
No one wants to die.
But it is true that not thinking about the body matters.It never once occurred to me that body mattered, that people should not be judged by appearances, and that was absolutely true, not at all wrong.We often sigh: How can such an honest person take such a brave action!I often feel chilling: How can someone who looks so high-spirited and powerful do such a cowardly thing!
From the outside alone, the value of a person is inestimable.A person's true worth is determined by his actions in emergencies.Only the actions taken at critical moments determine the value of a person.
April twenty-sixth.
It is rumored that the battle between the Tenth Division and the Fifth Division in Taierzhuang was very difficult, and they retreated and advanced.We have never retreated before, and it seems that retreat is the patent of the Chinese army.Even if only a part of the Japanese army retreated, it was unbelievable.Rumor has it that the enemy treats the 10th and 5th divisions as remnants and defeated generals.What is going on when the Japanese army was treated as a remnant and defeated general by the Chinese soldiers!Really indignant.
However, there were rumors that the division heads of the Tenth and Fifth Divisions refused our support, claiming that they wanted to take Xuzhou beautifully by themselves and showed us that they did not need the support of the Sixteenth Division.We may have to stand by here in Zaozhuang.
Perhaps I too will be wounded in this battle, or I may be shot dead.If I die, I will be very happy if you can serve me a cup of wine, play the shamisen, and sing folk songs.I would sniff the wine and listen to folk songs in the ground, recalling the battlefield where I sat on the ground while burning a bonfire and happily sang folk songs.For those of us who don’t have any fun, on starry nights, in the wild wheat fields, while warming the hard-to-get wine by the bonfire, we sit in a circle, forget everything, forget about tomorrow’s life safety, and just drink freely. To sing freely, only this is our supreme happiness.People always live tomorrow, pin all their hopes and happiness on tomorrow, and send away every day with such excitement.In fact, if tomorrow's expectations cannot be realized as scheduled, don't worry too much. It is just an ordinary tomorrow that is no different from the past yesterday.Not only that, but the expected tomorrow is actually a day when we are getting old and dying day by day.This point is rarely considered.
There is still a very slim expectation of tomorrow in the local area, but there is not even such a slim expectation of tomorrow on the battlefield.Do not expect any fun and joy tomorrow.
The wind is blowing, the bonfire is shining, forgetting about the war, drinking and singing is a rare pleasure.
Sanshirō Okado said that the real image of the battlefield exists only in sentimentality.But this sentimentality is not effeminate sentimentality.
April 29th.
Drink Tenchosai (the old name for the birthday of the Japanese Emperor.) wine today.slightly drunk.Once drunk, sometimes homesick.Staring at the clouds floating in the sky, I thought of my hometown again.Then I was in a daze again, and I fell asleep unconsciously.
dream.
Mother played the movie as hard as she could.After the explosion with a bang, the Chinese soldiers fled in all directions, flying dust.It's a war newsreel.Mother is desperately letting go.
The audience is particularly large.The children in the seats close to the stage clapped their hands and shouted with joy when they saw the landmine explode and the dust fly.I stayed limply at the entrance, as if I was sick, and I seemed to be wearing white clothes. I dragged my tired body and said, I will be back from today, so let me do whatever you want.As he spoke, he seemed to be in a living place and ready to work.However, because I haven't done it for a long time, I am a little rusty, so I watch others do it.
Jiro-kun tried his best to help his mother, nagging and doing work at the same time.Grandma's friends in Tokino are also there.
The movie program has changed and the poster has to be written.But because I haven't written for a long time, I can't write it.There are two titles, and Jiro-kun fought for a long time to decide this program, and finally showed us a good movie.
The grandmother is smiling with the children.The mother is also showing a smile while she is busy.Aunt is also laughing.
Everyone laughed as if they were rescued from anxiety.But I don't know if I'm injured or sick, and I'm listless.
Although my body is a bit dull, my mood is as warm and peaceful as theirs.
Two children are eating roasted chestnuts.The children kept stretching out their hands to grab the chestnuts, and threw them down again.
Grandma looked very happy, always watching with a smile.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, I had the above dream during my nap.
Finally going to the front line today.In the dream, the faces of the mother and grandmother can be seen clearly. It is really happy to see the smiling face of the grandmother in the dream.Grandma is long gone.
Departure at four o'clock in the afternoon.Leave Zaozhuang and move forward quickly.It is a road with many stones.At night, we arrived at a small village.Must cook dinner for tonight and tomorrow.There is a deep well at the head of the village.All the people in the alliance can only draw water from the only well, and there are too many people to quarrel.Quickly fetched water and went back.It is indeed a drop of gold.The rice is ready.
Start marching again.Walk around the winding gravel path.The mountains are connected to the mountains, and the night is dark.Last night I wrote a letter and couldn't sleep because of homesickness, and I couldn't sleep again tonight, I was very sleepy.Walking on the extremely dark and stone-filled mountain path, after passing through several mountains, I finally reached an open area, where there is a small village.Rape the village immediately.
The three teams were ordered to occupy the front hill.
The mountain is also full of rocks and it is very difficult to walk.There are no enemies on the mountain.Finally climbed to the top of the mountain.This is a bare rocky mountain.
It was two o'clock in the morning.I thought there were no more enemies around, so I built a fortification casually.After an hour, three or four enemy soldiers crawled over.They don't know we're here.
Xigu shot but missed, and the enemy fled in panic.I fell asleep in a daze among the piles of stones.The east gradually turned white, and it was dawn.I breathed in the fresh air.
There are enemies!Hearing the sound, he looked at the foot of the mountain and saw the Chinese soldiers running fiercely.We aimed from above and strafed like crazy.Interesting.
I rubbed my sleepy eyes and lay down in the simple stone fort. Bullets whized from nowhere, and one of them exploded with a bang beside my feet.Yo, it's really accurate!While thinking this way, I looked for the bullet that had bounced off.The bullet was never to be found, until at last it was found that it had penetrated the rocks near my feet, and blew them apart.It's dangerous!The stones split and the bullets deformed.The enemy bombs began to slam.
The squadron leader came up the hill and ordered us to occupy the next hill.The next mountain is also full of rocks.We crawled panting and sweating.The stone mountains are continuous one after another.The enemy set up another formation on the next hill.While they breathed a sigh of relief at the top of the mountain and relieved their fatigue, we hurried down the steep rocky mountain.Because you have to go down the mountain before the enemy bombs fly, you can only run on the slope.I run ahead.
Suddenly, I slipped and fell to the ground, and the handle of the bayonet slammed into my stomach.
I rolled around in pain and almost passed out.The squadron leader thought I had been shot, and shouted while running: Dong, hold on!I had difficulty breathing and was in extreme pain, so I had to be nursed by Kumano and Tanaka-kun.Mr. Tanaka brought a coolie from a nearby house and asked him to carry my backpack.
We lie down in the shade.
When the breathing was a little heavier, the pain intensified, and I couldn't even cough, and it was very difficult to walk, so I decided to take a short rest before catching up with the squadron.The squadron had advanced to a large depression.The three of us rested for a while before catching up with the squadron.Squad One and Squad Three advanced as fire squads.
There is a man named Ueki. I have never seen such a fierce face like him so far. I am afraid that I will never see such a ferocious and ugly devil-like face like him again!A wide scar was drawn from his right eyebrow to his forehead, his eyes were small and gloomy, revealing his meanness, his cheekbones suddenly protruded, forming a deep shadow, aggravating the cruel and ruthless look on his face like black mud color.This is a typical representation of the face of the villain.
When he was stationed, he was always drinking and provoking, running around and making trouble.His conscience has been worn down by repeated convictions.This kind of man seems to be very brave on the surface, but I found the unexpected meanness and cowardice in him, and I couldn't help being surprised.
He belongs to a small team.A small group was advancing under the heavy rain of bullets, but he did not go.
Seeing him left in the depression, the squadron leader flew into a rage, saying that this was the biggest crime on the battlefield.It seemed to me that the timidity with which this outwardly reckless man was placed in a situation of real danger was what he really was.There is a big gap between appearance and heart.He is fierce and brave when his life is not in danger, but he is as honest as a cat when he is in real danger.This is the dirtiest person.I have nothing but contempt and loathing for such people.
We finished our lunch and started to catch up with the squadron.
This area is full of small rocky mountains, one after another.The fault zone of the loess at the foot of the mountain is a wheat field.
The three of us ran through the wheat field like squirrels.
Rifle bullets flew overhead like a raindrop flying diagonally.The enemy set up a formation on the rocky mountain in front.The three teams wanted to take the mountain and climbed desperately, but they couldn't deal with the fierce shooting from the mountain.At this time, the small team attacked from the right side and had already occupied the mountain, so the third team also climbed to the top of the mountain.I also dragged my painful body and climbed up the mountain.Enemy mortar shells frequently exploded on the rocky hill.
The brigade headquarters and the fourth squadron at the foot of the mountain were fiddled with by shells, dodging left and right.The accuracy of the enemy's shells falling on their heads is so accurate that we admire it.Even though it is the enemy, you have to admire their accurate shooting.
The enemy's lookout seems to be on a hill above ours.The enemy artillery also hit our side without any scruples one after another, leaving us with nowhere to hide.But we all think about it, life and death are in the sky, so we don't feel any anxiety and feel calm.
In order to prevent the enemy from counterattacking, we are taking strict precautions. After a while, we heard the sound of rifles.We suddenly realized that this was a counterattack, and rushed over to see that the enemy soldiers stood up brazenly and wandered around.At this point, I didn't have enough courage to rush forward and stab them to death.I just shoot.Am I a man who can only fight hand-to-hand when there is no other way?And I want to be a brave man, and I am confident that I am not a timid person.For me, it took a step further, the enemy and the enemy fired at each other for a few minutes, and soon the gunfire stopped and the enemy disappeared.
As dusk fell on the rocky mountain, my detachment was ordered to act as a sentry on the left side of the mountain and began to build fortifications.But just halfway through the work, the order to go down the mountain was conveyed, saying that a large group had to take a shortcut in the valley to attack.The sun had already set in the distant wheat field, and the air that was shaken by the sound of roaring guns was now whispering in the slight night wind.It was raining, the night was dark and dark, and we started to queue up to go down the mountain.
The spikes of military boots slipped on the rocks.We slipped and stumbled for a while, and went down the mountain with great difficulty, advancing quietly on the shortcut without a cough.It was raining harder and harder.After more than ten minutes, gunshots were heard suddenly, and bullets were fired. It seemed that our intentions had been noticed by the enemy.We lie down and watch.At this time, there was a whispered order: Climb to the top of the mountain again!Probably the captain judged that he couldn't move forward!We worked hard to climb up the mountain again.
We piled up stones and built a position, and the rain was pouring down, and the cold raindrops wet our collars.The ground was completely soaked in the rain, and it was icy cold, and the military uniform absorbed enough rain, cooling the heart.I was hungry, and I ate compressed biscuits, but I couldn't drink a drop of water, and I couldn't swallow the biscuits.Hungry and cold, unable to sleep, he muttered to him, but we hadn't slept for two or three days, so we snored unknowingly.
I wanted to sleep for a while, but my whole body felt cold, and I woke up again, sticking to the chilly coolie beside me who was shivering with cold.
Coolies are also very hard, from time to time with wet hands to wipe the face of the raindrops.The guy seemed too cold to sleep.
It was so cold that I wanted to lift a stone over my head.It will be somewhat warmer if you cover it with stones!
A box of toffee was treasured by me as if it was the only one in the world, and the seven or eight leftovers were packed in the inner pocket of my military uniform, which was soaked.I gave two of the precious toffee to the poor coolie, and I took three and put them on my tongue to taste.Precious toffee.
Before dawn, he hurriedly woke up.
Third Squadron, please try to get as close to the enemy on that mountain as possible!The brigade adjutant pointed to the next mountain connected to the peak.
Coming down from the rain-soaked rocky mountain again, I walked through the hollow without even coughing.We put the backpacks together in one place, left the coolies and the soldiers who took care of the backpacks, and set off. A clear spring that we had never seen before flowed in the valley, and everyone moistened their dry throats.Go forward, no enemy can be seen on the mountain at the destination.Stop from time to time to observe the situation before climbing.After repeating this several times, I climbed to the mountainside.
I thought I couldn't fall behind, so I kept going forward. My waist hurts, but I don't have time to take care of it now.
The squadron leader said that getting here is almost like winning.The squadron leader, Sergeant Araki, and other soldiers from Motoyama and I walked in the front.As I was about to climb a corner, I spotted enemy soldiers.Enemy soldiers poked their heads out from the stone formation.I thought to myself, there are enemies!Kneeled and fired a shot.Only a few meters away from the enemy position.Maybe the shot was too hasty and missed the enemy soldier.I got angry and fired two, three, four more shots.Suddenly, countless grenades flew down from the enemy's position.
In an instant, he quickly pulled away to avoid the bullet.But as soon as one dodged, another one came again, countless grenades fell and exploded, and bullets rained all over the front, back, left, and right.
The squadron quickly retreated two or three meters, each lying behind rocks to avoid bullets.The grenade squeaked and spun in the air and hit the stone, then rolled down and exploded.The grenade that fell next to me also rolled and exploded below me, but I was safe and sound.The enemy seemed to have sensed that we were going to attack from the four shots I fired, and planned to wipe us out with grenades.
After the enemy on the top of the mountain found us, the enemies on the right mountain and the left horse mountain also began to concentrate on shooting us.We are completely in the crossfire.Moments later, mortar shells came.It is said that Mashan has an enemy artillery observation post.Surrounded by grenades, shells and bullets, we were at a loss and lingered.
Now I can't move forward one step, I can only retreat a little bit.We ignored rifle shells, but had to strain our nerves to deal with shells and grenades.Where will it fall?What should I do?We had no time to shoot, so we all focused our attention on the hill, monitoring the grenades, and dodging to avoid them.Sometimes we bump into corner stones, sometimes trip over small stones, sometimes left and right, sometimes forward and backward, just like this we run and hide on the slope of the rocky mountain.
The sound of mortar shells tearing the air, the sound of explosions, the sound of bullets interlacing, the smoke of grenade explosions Death surrounds us completely, the song of death is sung above us with mournful and terrifying wails, the dance of hell dances over us Slap rocks and bounce.Our eyes flash like lightning, our nerves are terribly tense, and our concentrated brain powers are working most acutely.In the midst of extreme tension, all emotions are silenced, only keen observation and bold speculation are still going on.
The squadron leader had ordered a temporary retreat, but by then the victims were covered in blood.
One person in my unit was struggling painfully after being swallowed by a grenade.Another person was shot through the shoulder.The health worker was shot in the arm, and his hands were constantly scratching in the air. The bullets were transported to hell.
The death transport shook the air with impunity and struck us.
My comrade in arms, Lieutenant West Valley, groaned as he approached death step by step.He is not a very brave man, but before participating in the battle of Taierzhuang this time, when he was in Zhangde, he made it clear that he said: This time I must make up my mind to fight.So he fought bravely in this battle.
To fight bravely is to die.
The enemy bombs danced wildly with a beast-like icy mockery.
Amidst the shock, rage, groans and screams, we are waiting for a gray fate.
The squadron leader ordered to go down the mountain.Sergeant Araki immediately said:
Squadron leader!Someone has already died.We're just moving forward here, pointless, sorry for the sacrifices!Let's add some oil!
Yes, fuel up.Can you hit me hard?Obstacles｜The squadron leader's voice is full of joy and determination.
East!You climb up a little bit, and monitor the top!I don't know when the enemy will come down.The squadron leader gave an order to me at the top.I climbed up the rock for two or three meters.
Sergeant Araki and the first class soldier on the mountain began to shoot at the enemy on the mountain on the right.I lit a cigarette and smoked.Maybe this is the last time I smoke.As soon as I smoked, Sergeant Araki also smoked. It was strange that although I was under the hail of bullets, I didn't feel any fear at all.I am very confident, I feel that I will never die, and I will not be shot by the enemy.I don't know where this confidence comes from. It may be that in the combat experience so far, no matter how dangerous the situation is, I have never suffered a small injury. This must have given me confidence!Also, my dad and late grandmother loved me so much and would definitely bless me!Then my father and grandmother who love me will not abandon me.
The squadron leader stood up and sang the cassock song.The squadron leader probably wanted to cheer up the soldiers!
The squadron leader's singing echoed loudly amidst the gunpowder smoke, firepower and bullets.For some reason, I find it funny, like watching a play.
The enemy on the top of the mountain didn't know whether they thought we were wiped out because we fell silent, or they planned to change direction and attack from the right depression. This time they threw grenades into the right depression.The wasted grenade flew into the right depression and exploded.Strangely, after the grenade fell into the right depression, the mortar shells fired from Mashan also began to fall into the depression.After a while, the field artillery of the friendly army roared and landed on the depression.It's the Japanese army's own people on the mountainside!We felt that this should be communicated to the friendly field artillery, and we unfurled the soiled flag on the slope of the rocky hill.
I thought I could make a surprise attack by firing grenadiers five or six times, so I shouted hoarsely: grenades!Thrower!But the grenadier hand was no where, and there was no shadow to be seen.
As a last resort, I said: How about throwing a grenade and charging?One side retreated three or four meters, and fell to the ground.I took two grenades from the soldiers and climbed up again.
At this time, the head of the village team who had been hiding behind the stone seven or eight meters away from us asked fearfully: Dong, is the squadron leader there?
This second lieutenant had just come from the mainland not long ago, and this was his first time fighting.How timid.I thought in my heart and replied: "On the top."After speaking, he rushed up.
However, I didn't really have the guts to throw the grenades into the enemy positions.
The enemy on the top of the mountain found us again and threw grenades again.
One of them exploded right in front of me, next to Lieutenant Ben Shan.Oops, hit!I called Benshan, Benshan repeatedly, but Benshan suddenly stood up from the gunpowder smoke, with blood dripping from his forehead, and replied: It's okay!
The artillery shells from the friendly army flew in frequently, but the hit rate was extremely low. We were more dangerous than the enemy. I waved the national flag to inform the distant artillery of our position, but this action seemed to be unable to enter their line of sight, and the shells were still unsatisfactory.
The squadron leader said, we stay here, the artillerymen are afraid that it will be difficult to shoot, so let's go down a little bit.
Xigu Wenzheng's face was covered with blood, moaning and struggling in pain.A few hours later, Nishiya finally died.
The nursing soldier in Xiadojing was injured by a swollen bone in his right shoulder, and the first class soldier Ben Wen was injured in his buttocks and right arm.
We lay on the rock like this for more than two hours, waiting for the situation to change.
Two hours later, at dawn, the Second Squadron transferred from Youshan to charge.Ah, it's the second squadron charging!Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, because the second squadron charged, and the enemy began to retreat.
We frantically strafed the fleeing enemies.Lieutenant Ogawa, the captain of the Second Squadron, ran at the front, brandishing a saber.Some of the enemy soldiers hid behind the rocks, and some ran and fled. Lieutenant Ogawa could be seen slashing at the enemy with a knife, and the soldiers behind him stabbed the enemy with bayonets.中尉和那個士兵沖在距離中隊幾十米遠的前方，簡直就像電影裡看到的一樣勇敢。
感覺二中隊的衝鋒已取得成功時，我們三中隊也開始衝鋒了。我們頭頂上的敵人可能是因為二中隊從右邊衝進來才開始撤退的，我原準備跟中隊一起衝鋒的，但我分隊奉命收容死傷人員，將傷員抬下山。此時我的腦中蕩漾起一種絕非快樂的安全感，不由自主地安下心來。
我們決定先抬傷員，回頭再來收容西谷文正的屍體。我們再次咕咚咕咚地痛飲著山澗裡香甜的泉水，深切體味著生的喜悅。背包看守處的兩三名士兵不安地跑過來問：那炮彈猛得真夠嚇人的，情況怎麼樣？
我的苦力也在這裡，我們用帳篷做擔架，抬著傷員往衛生隊趕。
路上遇到了炮兵們，炮兵們很可憐我們似的說：戰鬥這麼激烈又說：步兵可真夠辛苦的了！什麼衝鋒，不就跟去送死一樣嗎？我們用望遠鏡看到你們衝鋒，真是慘不忍睹。步兵實在太倒霉了。他們一邊遞煙給我們，一邊用撫慰的目光望著我們。其中一人自言自語他說：我有再多的孩子，也決不讓他們當步兵。
麥田寬闊地展現在眼前。四周有多處樹林，林子裡有小村子。我們進了其中一個村子。家家戶戶的牆壁上留著無數黑乎乎的槍眼，到處是機槍的槍架，大約是敵兵所射的彈殼散落了一地。
五六個地雷滾在路邊。這個村子據說是五中隊攻下的。
分隊長小島侯一，半路上用吊桶打水時負傷了，也被送到衛生隊。我就作為分隊長帶著六名部下再次踏向今天早晨的戰場，去收容西谷的屍體。
下午四點才開始吃早飯。到現在為止粒米未進，淨是喝水。
夕陽匆匆西沉。
因為這次戰鬥只是我們大野部隊進攻，沒有後續部隊，部隊一前進便沒有一個友軍，只剩下我們自己了。殘敵還在山上到處遊蕩，十分危險，所以我們得抓緊時間趕路。部隊已經早早地翻山前進了。晚上七點終於到了山腳下。
我們疲憊不堪。我把分隊隊員留在山腳，自己又爬到今天早晨的進攻地點去尋找西谷的屍體。
但那裡只散落了一些信紙，他的屍體卻不見了。是給殘餘的敵人搶去了，還是被中隊抬著前進了？我忐忑不安地下了山。
暮色攀過一道道山峰，幾十分鐘之後宣告了令人恐怖的夜晚的降臨。遠遠的麥田也已消失在夜色之中。山那邊地形如何？另外，翻過山去的友軍部隊朝哪邊前進了？對這些一無所知的我們，又面臨著在一座座山上游來蕩去的殘敵襲擊的威脅。暮色一降臨到山上，我們的不安也隨之加劇了。
我們都累垮了。
夜色幾小時之後包圍了我們，殘敵仍在群山上遊蕩，而且不知道部隊的前進方向。
我猶豫不定，不知該前進，還是該在山麓的村莊宿營。分隊裡的老人幫三十七歲的田中、三十六歲的熊野他們主張應該在山麓宿營。他們說累壞了。
我想，要是受到殘敵襲擊，會毫無意義地死掉，便不贊成在山麓過夜。
白白死掉，那可是遺憾之至了，獨一無二的生命無比珍貴，必須選擇最有意義的死法，我一直祈願別白死。
要是今晚白白死掉，那還不如在今天早晨的戰鬥中戰死的好。但分隊員們的意思傾向宿營。
疲勞使得大家都只追求眼前的安樂。
我們俯視著村莊，目光停在一處有望樓的大房子上。
要是住在那戶人家，即使遭到襲擊也不要緊吧！房子的牆壁是厚磚砌的，窗戶沒一個對外，而且還有一個高高的望樓，就跟座城堡似的。
熊野說完，大家異口同聲他說：
對，那座房子沒問題。即使現在追過去，既不知道部隊的前進方向，又判斷不出山那邊的地形，半道上遇到殘敵的話也了不得。
在我們這麼躊躇不決當中，夜幕載著不安逼近了。這時，瀧口上等兵說：可是，我有這種經歷，所以覺得還是前進的好。那是攻打南京時，我所在的竹間分隊奉命收容傷員，留了下來。當時就受到了殘餘敵人的襲擊，最後有一人被打死了。想起那件事，還是覺得前進的好。
他這麼一說，我趕緊大聲鼓勵道：走吧！趁天還沒黑，走一點是一點吧！白死了多沒勁哪！說完趕在前頭拚命走。隊員們沒辦法，也只得跟在我後面。
山腳下巨大的巖石起伏著。夜色翻過一道道巖石，一直浸透到馬山的山麓。馬山腳下好像有一條路。今天早上步兵、輜重兵、炮兵等等就一直像螞蟻排隊似的不間斷地行進，最後兩點左右，衛生隊也是消失在這山間的狹窄小路上的。
我們默默地走著，踏在一塊塊石頭上，喀嚓喀嚓的足音在山巖間迴響，有時回過頭，能看到有些山峰上有人影。那是殘餘的敵人。每個人心裡都掠過一絲不安。翻過那道嶺後，部隊朝哪個方向前進了呢？部隊在我們之前多遠呢？或許兩三天都看不到部隊。斷糧了怎麼辦？儘管傷員和戰死者留下了一些糧食真難辦。雖然他們的彈藥和手榴彈都在我們的背包裡，說不定什麼情況下也會用完的。總而言之，得盡快與大部隊會合。可是，不知道部隊前進方向的話我心中充滿不安，將小心謹慎地盯著腳下的視線投向山嶺頂端，嶺上昏暗不清，夜空裡映襯出朦朧的山影。
越過麥田穗尖吹來的風刮到我們佈滿污垢和塵埃的臉上，冷冰冰的，我又將視線落到腳下，小心地走著，以免在石頭上滑倒。
西谷文正的屍體是不是和他的背包一起被殘敵搶去了？
果真如此的話那可太對不起他了這傢伙也終於死了，昨晚還淋著雨睡在我旁邊的一分隊現在加上我也只剩了七個人，這中間還會有人死掉的。誰會被死神纏住呢？
大家都覺得自己是不會死的，但終歸又有人要下地獄。
無論是誰中隊長也好，甚至更高職位的軍官也好都還是想活下去的，生多麼富於魅力啊！如果不是相當厲害的人，則絕對難做到對生徹底死心。即使對特別厲害的人也困難之至。哪怕一時感情衝動能去死，可一旦像現在這樣在夜色裡，置身於極度的寂靜、孤獨之中，便又對生命無限留戀了。
誰也不說一句話，我們默默地走著。
我們終於走上了正路，右拐向山嶺登攀。越過碎石遍地的山嶺時，我們繃緊了神經，緊張之中睜大眼睛觀察四周，此時我們眼前出現了八九個黑乎乎的人影。指針已經指著八點，夜色徹底籠罩了大地。我們睜大雙眼，豎起耳朵，弓著身盯著前方。人影朝我們這邊過來了，悄無聲息。我心想，這會兒不可能有朝這兒來的友軍，是殘敵嗎？雖然困惑不解，還是緊盯著。我小聲命令：上刺刀！我們趴在路邊的碎石和草上。要是敵人，就必須一舉刺死他們。我心跳加快，手緊緊地握著槍把。黑黑的一群默默地過來了緊張之中彼此接近了。咦，這不是友軍嗎？奧，到底還是友軍。而且這不正是我們小隊的輕機槍分隊嗎？我們的心一下子就像吱溜溜鬆掉的線，放下心後體會到一種深深的疲勞感。從現在開始，戰友增加了，而且連機槍都有了，所以一點不必再擔心，對未來的安心感油然而生。
據說他們是來為火葬西谷屍體的三分隊充當護衛的。西谷的屍體果然已被收容了！
我們和輕機槍分隊合併起來，又返回到原先的位置。在山腳的村莊怎麼找也找不到三分隊。如果是火葬，想必能看到火，可我們透過麥穗在黑暗中望去，卻看不到火光。我們將大家都認為最牢固的那處帶望樓的房子定為宿舍。打開厚厚的門，進了屋子。先查看牆壁和房子的構造。磚牆裡還有一道小小的木頭後門。我們就敵人襲擊時如何辦進行了研究，嚴加看管好裡外的門戶，將手榴彈集中到一處，又安排了兩名游動哨。
我們的步槍和機槍都實彈備好，隨時可以出擊。我告誡分隊部下，即使敵人侵襲，也決不能驚慌失措、大吵大嚷，更不能從房子裡衝出去。
敵人襲擊時，從房子裡衝出去最為危險。支那的房子本身便是一個嚴實的堡壘。
完成了所有的對敵準備後，我們進屋小睡。西谷渾身是血、痛苦掙扎、滿地打滾的身影浮現在淡淡的燭光裡，今天早晨激烈戰鬥的場景也閃現在眼前，不知何時卻又都消失在疲勞裡。
我睡得昏昏沉沉。不知道睡了幾個小時，忽然覺得有人搗我，醒了過來。冷氣一陣陣地從領口侵入身體。沒有誰搗我，是睡在旁邊的下板縮身子時碰到了我。側耳一聽，哨兵在咯登咯登地走動。看樣子沒有任何情況。指針指著凌晨三點。
這是一個寂靜的夜晚，我吸著煙，凝視著漆黑的天花板。
昨天的這個時候，我們正冒雨在石山的堡壘裡奮戰。當時抓來的苦力不知何時跑掉了。現在是三點。再過兩個小時該轉入突擊了。而且我們小隊裡，西谷已經戰死了。西谷再不會說話，化作了灰塵。生生，求生的意志無論如何太強大了。我從未真正因恐懼而震顫過，甚至覺得自己很勇敢。但這種勇敢遠算不上徹底，我要真是不怕死的勇士，昨天突擊時，我就不會趴在石山上，肯定要拿著手榴彈衝進敵陣了。那倒是意味著徹底的死亡要真正不怕死有多麼困難啊！
我沒睡著，煙頭在黑夜裡螢火般閃爍。從門縫悄然傳來步哨整齊的足音。
我回想起戰鬥的情景。
突擊這種事決不能忘乎所以地進行。畢竟，忘我的境地不是只限於極少的瞬間嗎？忘我並不能持續十分鐘、二十分鐘。要是持續了十分鐘、二十分鐘，則是所謂的茫然了。不應該茫然地進行突擊。
而且，忘我是在意想不到之時發生了意想不到之事的情況下，猛然陷進了忘我的境地，而突擊則是預料到敵彈會更加猛烈地射來，敵人的刺刀就要在面前晃動，還要發起衝鋒。這裡面自然既有思想準備，又包含針對預期情況所採取的恰當行動。我以為即便在砍敵的瞬間，或從高處跳往低處的瞬間陷入忘我，也不能說整個突擊過程都處在忘我之中。
突擊時，我們驟然顯得像是魔鬼附體一般，但實際上並不是被惡魔所纏的瘋子式的蠻橫胡鬧，而是高度集中的智力在最敏銳地活動著，發揮著功效。
即使在極度的緊張和興奮之中，所有的感情都沉默了，敏銳的觀察和大膽周密的判斷卻仍在進行。
這種狀態決不能稱作忘我。對忘我的解釋，是徹底摒棄思考，只剩下一個活動著的身體的狀態。
身處困境、卑怯懦弱的人很難保持感情的沉默，不能完全啟動敏銳的智能和大膽縝密的判斷，對敵彈飛來的方向及著彈點無法確切地看清，對敵我的位置、與友軍間的關係友軍機槍射擊正壓制了敵軍的哪一處？敵軍正處於何種狀態？
友軍的炮擊效果怎樣？還有眼前的地形如何？應如何利用這種地形？諸如此類的種種瞬息萬變的態勢無法準確判斷，因而不能做出恰當的防禦或者進攻，負傷或身亡的概率也就高了。
昨天早上的戰鬥中，那些被恐懼嚇忘了一切的人，既不能進行任何必要的觀察，也不能考慮應該如何行動，只是一動不動地趴在地上，就像被貓盯上的老鼠趴在地上不動一樣。他們死的死傷的傷，這種時候，老鼠只能隨貓任意擺佈了。
儘管如此，也不能說這種結局只有他們無法逃避。如果人類有命運的話，不，正因為人類有命運，在命運這神奇的絕對者面前，再敏銳的智能，再大膽透頂的精確判斷，也都完全無能為力。
這不是人力所能控制的事，所以只有對人為範圍內的生死才能這麼說，即：越卑怯懦弱，傷亡的概率就越高。
這種說法，聽起來好像所有傷員和死者都盡是些智力低下、沒有頭腦的人似的，其實並非如此，只不過是說有這種情況罷了。應該認識到，有許多人將命運的裁決置之度外，勇敢地投身於死亡之中。還應該認識到，不能說所有沒負傷或沒死的人都不是膽小、卑怯者，都機敏、大膽。
排除個人的感情，凝聚高度的理智，進行驚人冷靜的觀察及準確的判斷，實現一般情況下難以想像的高度客觀化。
在高度興奮激昂當中，看似魯莽的行動，其實卻包含著統一在同一方向下異常冷靜的理智，是這種冷靜的客觀指示下的敏捷的行動。
我思考著這些，又點著了第二支煙。將煙吸到肺的最深處，再特意撅起嘴噴進黑暗之中。接著，又想起了故鄉。故鄉的風景，甚至連濺落到巖石上散去的白浪，海風裡夾雜著如炮聲轟隆作響的松濤，以及朋友熟人的身影，都一下子展現在我眼前。來打仗，這是第九個月了。母親一個人留在家鄉。母親現在怎麼樣呢？
這時，門吱呀一聲開了，步哨來傳令換崗，我腦中宛如倒線般不斷展現的故鄉情景一下子中斷了，不知不覺中又昏然睡去。
第二大早晨，遠處麥田對面的山上煙煙生輝的朝陽還未完全升起，我們便起了床，煮好飯，做出發準備。
在前線，朝陽對我們來說總是更加意味著喜悅、生和感謝。
朝陽和夕陽帶給我們的感觸是黑白分明的歡樂和憂鬱。
朝陽的光芒鑽石般灑落在遼闊麥田的穗梢兒上，晨霧漸漸消散，從山腳到山頂，再到天空，一個澄淨燦爛的早晨甦醒了。我們打開兩扇平安無事的門，在瀑瀑的小溪邊洗了臉。
清涼的流水潤濕了沾滿污垢的臉，好像洗去了所有的噩夢。
心情輕鬆愉快。off we go.
輜重兵們就在山的那一邊。部隊並沒前進多遠。照這樣子，很快就能跟中隊會合，於是大家抓緊趕路。又翻過一道嶺，一片一望無際的麥田躍入我們的眼簾，麥田裡還四處點綴著些樹林。
樹林裡有村莊，翻下山，左邊村裡有煙霧升騰，想來可能是在進行火葬，我們便向那個村奔去。
三分隊果然就在這個村裡，在給西谷火葬。三分隊的人說，西谷的火葬差不多就要結束，很快就能撿遺骨了。村裡已為英靈豎了七八根粗糙的墓標，前面供著壓縮餅乾。
要火葬的屍體還有三四具。戰友們拆掉村裡的房子，運來木材，設了三四處火葬常很快，我接過西谷的遺骨，包在手紙裡裝進了挎包。
任務結束了。一到了出發回中隊的當兒，大家不約而同他說，再稍微休息一會兒，等體力恢復後再走吧。現在馬上回到中隊的話，緊跟著就是戰鬥，劇烈的勞苦在那裡等著我們。
我也贊成這個建議。但輕機槍分隊隊長荒山伍長是個死板的人，硬堅持說：不，現在立即出發吧！
我們極不情願地背上背包走了起來，有的人還在發荒山牢騷。當我們離開村子三四百米遠時，後面忽然傳來巨大的爆炸聲。回頭一看，原來是敵人的炮彈，敵人的炮彈接連不斷地集中飛落下來。
我們從心底慶幸：哎呀呀，撿了條命！要不是荒山那麼說，我們這會兒還正在那個村裡午睡呢，那現在就不是什麼火葬，而是彈葬，早已粉身碎骨了。每個人的心中都湧溢出對荒山的感激之情。敵人是瞄準火葬的煙進行集中炮擊的。集中炮擊持續了幾分鐘。我們在麥田裡匆忙趕路，一個勁他說：我們真走運啊！
下午與中隊會合了。中隊正埋伏在一個村頭的麥田裡。
我們回歸中隊時已是下午五點，麥田的盡頭已燃起晚霞。中隊長看到我們，高興得不得了。
見到大隊長，大隊長也格外高興。不知道為何所有人都這麼為我們高興。
過了一會兒，聯隊長把荒山軍曹（軍曹是中士，伍長是下士，有可能荒山因功被提升了一級。）叫去詢問了情況。據說部隊方面都以為我們已被殘敵消滅了。
三中隊成了大隊的預備隊。仗就在幾百米前方打著，我們卻在搖搖欲墜的房子裡聊得熱火朝天。
不知誰從哪兒聽來的，傳開了關於戰線的消息。這種消息往往多是謠傳，但也不盡然，也有一點從其出處來的有限的根據。只是在傳播途中，吹成了大話，還搞得煞有介事的樣子，消息的根據一般來源於值班軍官或總部的士兵。
總部和值班的那些士兵個個都一樣，總是做好了準備，指望得到點特殊的情報，所以一有機會聽到點軍官們的閒談，便將其認作不得了的最新消息，一個接一個地往下傳，等傳到我們這裡時，已經有枝有葉，有血有肉，像模像樣了。而且其枝葉大都是由士兵們期望的夢想添綴上的。因此，哦，是麼？
如果消息這麼合情合理雖將信將疑，卻還是被我們所期望的夢想所迷惑。凱旋的故事等尤其如此。前線的士兵們一次次被凱旋的故事激動得心潮澎湃後，又一次次被事實的真相重重地摔倒在地。
傳言四起，說是台兒莊攻擊戰中，第十師團被李宗仁麾下的官兵當作殘兵敗將對待。
說是第十師團接連不斷出現死傷人員，已是一副傷痕纍纍的情形了。
十師團的做法是零星使用少量兵力，恰如窮人家的吝嗇用法。熊野在團團圍坐的對面開口道。
yes!說到底這不是大部隊的做法，而跟小部隊一樣。
所以我想反覆出擊多少次，也都要被殲滅，自然要被當作殘兵敗將了。不知板垣征四郎閣下作何感想？野口一邊敲著徵用的支那煙鬥，一邊像師部參謀似的附和道。
畢業於東北大學的瀧口鏗鏘有力地插嘴道：不過嘛，聽俘虜說，對大野部隊的強大、可怕等說法他們早就聽說了。他加重了語氣，很知情似的說道：從棗莊開始的行動他們也都清楚。而且，據說這傢伙的日記上寫著十師團的OO（原文就是打了兩個圈。）部隊不足為懼。反正十師團在山西省好像也給打得很慘吧！敵人甚至連勸降傳單都散了。俘虜說他們有相當於兩個師團的兵力在這一帶打，說是一個師團大約有五門迫擊炮和五門野戰炮。
可你知道的，十師團的師團長不是說他們不要支援，頑固拒絕我們的支援嗎？
理當如此啊！
就在這時，光！敲破鐘似的聲音在緊旁震徹我們的耳底。我們趕緊臥倒在地，腦子裡嗡的一聲，嚇得魂飛魄散。
迫擊炮彈就落在離我們兩間的前方。炮彈穿通屋頂，在隔壁房間裡爆炸了。塵煙瀰漫了整個房間，硝煙味刺鼻，爆炸之後，我們才慌忙逃竄。敵人的炮擊從前天開始進入白熱化。
這裡離敵陣只有一千米左右，可能炮兵陣地就在其後方某處，彈藥補充得很充分吧，敵方炮兵毫不吝惜地持續對我們進行炮擊。
友軍的野戰炮在麥田里拉開陣勢迎戰。
作為炮兵之眼的觀測班，位於平坦麥田裡一塊孤零零的隆起如瘤的台地上。台地上有個廟。
這裡可能是從前埋葬貴人的地方。台地上的觀察所多次遭到敵軍炮火的猛烈轟擊。他們那裡正是很好的射擊目標。
台地上的廟這會兒也因炮擊而毀壞了大部分，磚頭瓦塊遍地散落。
雙方炮兵間的交戰一直持續著。
某日下午，石橋中尉指揮的五中隊奉命佔領某村，他們進行了果敢的突擊。
石橋中隊長帶領一小隊在平坦的麥田裡前進，大樹掩映的村莊裡，敵人正屏息凝神地嚴陣以待。石橋中隊忽而在麥田裡爬行，忽而快跑一段，接近了敵人。村莊前面有三四塊墓地。墓地坐落在麥田裡，樣子就像個饅頭堆，正是絕好的掩蔽物。
石橋中隊一米、兩米地勇敢前進，就要靠近墓地了，這時，一直悄無聲息的敵人突然發動所有火力，敵彈宛如暴風雨般飛到石橋中隊的身上，就像求血心切的魔鬼一般，敵彈接連不斷地吮吸著鮮血。突擊隊員們在麥田裡拚命奔跑，總算到了墓地。可他們剛到墓地，手榴彈就在腳下爆炸了，幾個人一下子就在痛苦中死去。每塊墓地都是一樣，橫七豎八地躺著死屍。原來敵人預計到我軍進攻時肯定會利用墓地，便在那裡放了成捆的手榴彈，上