The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Zhang Lingfu pointed to the Devils tanks and armored vehicles rushing forward and ordered: "Use a gasoline bottle to burn them!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Sun Dahe shouted loudly for some people to follow him to burn the devil tank.

The gasoline bottles were already prepared, and each of them went into the ruined building with the bottles filled with gasoline, watching the devil tanks rampaging below slaughtering their comrades, and they grabbed the burning gasoline bottles and pointed at the devils without hesitation. The tank car jumped down.

These daredevil soldiers burned together with the gasoline bottles, and the cluster grenades tied to them also exploded. Soon the devil's tank turned into a large ball of violently burning fireballs.

The devil tank soldiers who were burning red came out screaming, and they were quickly smashed into a sieve by the defenders in the distance with angry machine guns.

The Devils tanks behind were especially not afraid, and continued to crush the corpses and rushed forward, breaking through the barricades. Many defenders who couldn't dodge were caught in the chains, leaving only flesh and blood.

Zhang Lingfu's 305th Regiment fought bloody battles, and the elite veterans had long been exhausted. In the past few days, more than 1000 people were lost in the bloody battles in Nanjing. retreat.

Yang Ling's guerrilla battalion was guarding the second defense. Seeing Zhang Lingfu and the others retreat in embarrassment, followed by devil soldiers' fire-breathing tanks, they immediately went into battle.

Barbed wire barriers were piled up in front of Yang Ling's second defense position, and the Japanese soldiers' tanks rushed to them, trying to break through a bloody path, but it was so easy there.

The brothers holding the cluster grenades had already rushed out from both sides, stuffed the grenades into the bloody chains, and blew them apart with a bang.

The devil infantry followed the tanks and attacked forward. Yang Ling and the others fought back with fierce firepower. More than 20 Czech-style light machine guns formed an airtight firepower network, leaving a lot of dead bodies in front of the position.

Not reconciled, the devils fired smoke bombs at Yang Ling and the others. Molotov cocktails, debris and wood crackled and burned, and the devil infantry rushed forward under the cover of smoke bombs.

Yang Ling wouldn't foolishly engage in a bayonet fight with them. He greeted the devil soldiers who rushed forward with a grenade, and sent them all to meet the King of Hades.

The devil's frontal attack was blocked, so he immediately sent people to outflank it from both wings, but landmines had already been planted there, and there was a rumbling explosion.

The two sides fought fiercely until dusk, and the Devil's plane flew and strafed again. The bombs blew up the Zhonghe Bridge, leaving dead bodies and scorched earth everywhere.

The devil infantry once again dispatched two brigades of field elites to attack on all sides. In order to avoid being surrounded, the defenders had to temporarily retreat to the front line of Guanghuamen and rely on the city wall to resist.

Text Chapter 2 Bloody Battle ([-])

It was late at night, and the fierce gunfire that had been ringing all day gradually faded away. A string of red, green and green signal flares flashed in the dark night sky from time to time, and a raging fire was burning in the city of Nanjing.

The battle at Guanghuamen was fierce, and the devils in the mountain artillery brigade blasted the gap that had been blasted again, causing the gap in the city wall to further expand.

The infantry of the 36th Regiment organized several death-defying charges along the blasted gap, but they were all repelled by the dense bullets. There were already dead bodies inside and outside the city walls, and blood flowed into rivers.

"Damn it, I'm exhausted."

Company Commander Qin Shou threw the sandbag filled with soil at the gap, panted and sat down on the ground, turned on the kettle and poured water into his throat.

It was cold and windy in the cold night, but the brothers who carried sandbags to plug the gap were all tired and sweaty. If the gap was not blocked, if the devil touched it in the middle of the night, they would all be finished.

Wang Huzi returned from the Guanghuamen frontline headquarters, and brought new orders, stipulating that Yang Ling and his guerrilla battalion would stick to Guanghuamen for at least one more day, waiting for new reinforcements to take over.

"Again, it's the rules of the gods. Let the masters of the staff come over and try for a day by themselves. Isn't the life of the fathers not life?!"

Liu Yidao took off his armed belt and threw it on the ground, complaining dissatisfiedly. Those staff officers in the headquarters knew how to talk about high-level bombs, but they didn't know that they were taking lives in front of them.

Wang Huzi ignored the complaining Liu Yidao, squatted down and sat on the sandbag, and spoke in a heavy voice.

"Our Guanghuamen is not bad. I heard from the staff that Tongjimen was fighting even worse. The 259th and 261st brigades were completely wiped out, and the brigade commander Yi Anhua was also killed..."

Hearing Wang Huzi's words, the brothers who were resting also understood in their hearts that the city of Nanjing might not be able to hold on any longer, and the atmosphere was a bit dignified.

Yang Ling opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere: "We are soldiers fighting, don't think blindly, and do the things at hand well. Even if we can't hold on to Nanjing at that time, we must have a clear conscience."

Liu Yidao spoke in support of Yang Ling: "Battle Commander, if it weren't for you, my life would have been lost in Shanghai long ago, and I would have risked it all. I can fight whatever you say. I, Liu Yidao, feel unambiguous. Even if I die here in Nanjing I also admit it."

"Don't say you're not going to die, it's unlucky." Yang Ling turned his gaze to the brothers around him and said, "Brothers, all kinds of storms and waves have come over our camp. Seek a way out."

The blacksmith and others also expressed their opinions: "Battle Commander, don't worry, we will always follow you."

Yang Ling nodded. He knew that it was only a matter of time before the city of Nanjing was destroyed. If the troops were in chaos, if the troops dispersed, they would really become devils who would be slaughtered.

"Chairman Liu, do you have anything else to say?" Yang Ling pulled Wang Huzi, who was going to the frontline headquarters to report the situation, aside and asked.

Wang Huzi replied: "Mr. Liu has returned to the Garrison Headquarters. The order was given by Staff Officer Wang."

"Staff Liu Ming asked me to bring you a sentence. He said that if you can't hold it, don't force it. You can retreat to the city and fight in the streets."

"Okay, I see." Yang Ling knew that Liu Ming might have heard something, and this was to remind him.

"The meal is here, eat quickly."

While everyone was talking, shouts came from under the city wall, and people from the Field Service Corps delivered food to the position at night.

The hungry brothers had worked hard on the battlefield all day, and when they heard that the food was coming, they rushed to the city like bees.

They were so hungry that they took the bowls and used their dirty, bloody hands to dig rice into their mouths, stuffing sweet, salty, sour stuff into their stomachs, regardless of the taste.

After dinner, the brothers regained some strength and slumped in the artillery hole under the city. Although they were exhausted, none of them could sleep. In the face of life and death, who would want to sleep.

Yang Ling leaned against the cold wall and wrapped the broken army blanket around his body, wanting to take advantage of the gap to take a quick rest, but as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a burning battlefield. One after another nightmare, he opened his eyes It was found that it was the middle of the night.

He tiptoed out of the bomb defense hole and followed the horse path to the ancient city wall of Nanjing. There was a heavy smell when stepping on the city wall of the Ming Dynasty, but he still couldn't stop the devil's modern artillery attack. He shook his head helplessly.

The cold wind howled above the city wall, and the sentry posts at night were all wide-eyed and did not dare to relax. Who knows if the devils would touch it at night.

"Password!" The sentry shouted in the darkness, and there was the sound of pulling the bolt.

"Nanjing! Return order!"

"Guanghuamen!"

The sentry hidden in the darkness came out and recognized Yang Ling.

"What's the situation?"

Yang Ling observed the quiet outside of the city, guessing that the devils were taking the time to rest and prepare for the onslaught before dawn.

"There is no major situation, but sometimes there is movement below, I don't know if it is a wild dog or a mouse." The sentinel pointed to the dark city gate, because of the angle of view, he couldn't see it clearly.

Yang Ling looked towards the city gate below, and couldn't see anything in the darkness, but there were faint sounds coming from the cold wind, there should be something down there.

"Give me your gun—" Yang Ling pointed to the sentry's gun.

The sentry hurriedly took it off and handed it to Yang Ling. Yang Ling found a better angle, pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, and fired a shot at the city gate. Suddenly there was a scream from below.

There was a crackling gunshot, and it hit the sandbags at the gap in the city wall, all of which were punched through the city gate.

Wang Huzi and the others were awakened by the gunfire, and hurried to the city wall: "Battle Commander, what's going on?"

Yang Ling pointed to the city gate where there was no movement again, and said: "It should be that the devils who attacked in the afternoon did not retreat completely, and some of them hid in the city gate. We didn't find it."

The city gate of Guanghuamen had been blocked by sandbags, and these devils who hadn't retreated were hiding in places out of reach of the city, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to make a surprise attack.