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

"I hit them with a cluster grenade!" Wang Huzi said viciously.

Yang Ling shook his head: "We don't have many grenades, so save some, there are still a few barrels of gasoline under the city, bring them up for me!"

When Wang Huzi heard the order, he went there quickly. Several barrels of gasoline were carried to the city wall and poured down along the city gate.

The pervasive smell of gasoline made the ghost soldiers hiding in the city gate feel bad. Several of them tried to rush out under the cover of the night, but they were all thrown to the ground.

Wang Huzi lit the torch and threw it down. The flames more than ten meters high burst into flames, and the fire wave followed the gasoline whistle into the city gate, and screaming fire men rushed out one by one.

"Damn it, there are so many devils hiding below!"

Seeing ghosts rushing out of the city gate, Wang Huzi picked up a Czech-style light machine gun cursingly, and swept those burning men to the ground with a violent sweep. The air was soon filled with the smell of barbecue. smell.

None of these hiding devils escaped, and they were all burned to coke by gasoline. The Devil Mountain Cannon Battalion on the other side of the moat launched a retaliatory bombardment on the city wall, and finally died without a problem.

Body 3 Chapter [-] Bloody Battle ([-])

On December 12th, from dawn onwards, the Devil's planes and cannons bombarded the city gates intensively, and the ancient and solid city walls collapsed amidst the tremors, leaving countless gaps.

Zhonghua Gate, Zhongshan Gate, Guanghua Gate and many other positions were breached. Under the cover of tanks and armored vehicles, the devils poured into the city from the gap in the city wall like a tide, and filled the cobweb-like streets and alleys. Nanjing has become a city. Dangerous city.

Faced with the devil soldiers who were rushing towards Nanjing City like a frenzy, thousands of Chinese soldiers spontaneously went up to them when the chief died in battle and no one commanded them. They blocked the enemy with their own flesh and blood and died generously. .

"Battalion Commander! It's been blasted over there again!"

The battle at Guanghuamen has been extremely fierce since the early morning. As the city wall was continuously blasted out of the gap by artillery, the pressure on the defenders was increasing, and the sandbags could no longer block it.

"Blacksmith, bring someone to suppress the devil!"

Yang Ling's eyes were also reddened. The intensity of the battle was beyond his expectation, and the devil was already insane.

The devil soldiers have indeed gone crazy, and their commander Matsui Iwane issued an order for a general attack.

Each division, each regiment, and each battalion held back their vigor and launched a fierce attack regardless of casualties, wanting to be the first to attack Nanjing City and win that supreme glory.

The iron tower-like body of the blacksmith was already scarred, and immediately after receiving Yang Ling's order, he led a machine gun platoon to the newly opened gap.

As soon as they arrived at the gap in the city wall, they could already clearly see the dark and shaking devil's steel helmet, and the cold and sharp bayonet was rapidly approaching the gap.

Without the order of the machine gun company commander Blacksmith, each machine gun team immediately set up the machine guns at the gap and opened fire at the Japanese soldiers who were close at hand.

The machine gunners held the trembling machine guns on their shoulders, and the angry bullets poured towards the devil's head like water.

The ghost soldiers were scrambling to climb up the gap along the gentle slope of the overturned mud and sand of the city wall. Facing the sudden attack of this round of bullets, they were immediately enveloped in it.

"what!"

"what!"

"Wow!"

The steel helmets of the devil soldiers with bayonets were smashed, and the bullets pierced their chests and exploded their heads.

The blood-stained corpse continued to roll down the gentle slope, and knocked down the people behind. For a while, the gap was in chaos, and blood spattered everywhere.

The machine gunners behind the devil wanted to support them, but their machine guns were below the city, and the shooting height was not high enough. big.

"Brothers! Beat the devil hard for me!"

The blacksmith's face was covered in blood and dust, and he continued to shoot at long points with his machine gun in his arms. Blood and flesh splattered along the trajectory.

A ghost captain who was in charge of attacking the newly opened gap saw that the attacking troops were forced back by machine guns, and his grim face was full of madness. He pulled out the saber at his waist and swung it forward violently. : "Kill and change!"

With the roar of Captain Guizi, those Jap infantry who were suppressed by the machine guns of the Chinese defenders seemed to be infused with mysterious power, and suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed forward frantically.

"Hit!"

"Kill the little devil!"

The defenders looked at the devil soldiers who rushed forward again, yelling and pulling the trigger, ignoring the red barrel of the gun.

The devil soldiers were also crazy, shooting forward while stepping on the corpse of their companions, the momentum made people shudder.

puff!

The blacksmith's shoulder was shattered by the stray bullets flying from the city, blood spattered, his body swayed, and he continued to fire with his arms around the machine gun, smashing several devils who rushed more than 20 meters away into a sieve.

puff puff!

Two more bullets hit the burly body of the blacksmith, and he finally couldn't stand and fell to his knees, bleeding from the wound.

He still wanted to struggle to get up and pick up the machine gun to continue shooting, but he felt that the strength in his body was constantly losing, and the machine gun became heavy.

"You want to die!" Medical soldier Xizi rushed to the blacksmith in the rain of bullets, cursed in a low voice and knocked him down.

The blacksmith is still struggling: "I can still hit—"

"Hold him!" Xizi yelled to the stretcher soldier who followed behind, and immediately tore off the cotton coat on the blacksmith's wound, revealing the bloody wound.

Xizi had seen many dead people, and she was used to blood dripping, so she quickly opened the medicine box and took out tools, and said to the blacksmith, "Hold on, I'll get the bullet, or your leg will be useless!"

"Hurry up your motherfucker, the devil is coming up soon!"

The blacksmith urged Xizi, although he grinned in pain, he was still thinking about the devil.

Xizi was already familiar with this kind of field rescue, so he asked two stretcher soldiers to hold down the blacksmith, quickly took out the bullet from his wound with clips, and then quickly bandaged it to stop the bleeding.

The ambulance equipment on the battlefield was poor, and there were no analgesics and anesthetics. When Xizi got the two bullets out, the blacksmith had already passed out from the pain.

Xizi waved to the two stretcher soldiers: "Carry it down—"

There was already a hail of bullets near the city wall, rumbling explosions were heard endlessly, and the devils charged repeatedly, trying to break through the defenders' positions.

There were more and more wounded. Xizi and a group of temporarily trained medical soldiers were too busy to touch the ground, and soon they were covered in blood. Several brothers who had just learned how to bandage the wounded were shot and carried away. go down.

Under Yang Ling's command, the guerrilla battalion fought steadily, no matter how fierce the devils rushed and attacked, Guanghua Gate was always in their hands, and the devils had already left a lot of corpses in several gaps.

Among the 19 city gates in Nanjing, Zhonghuamen, the strongest, was breached under the heavy artillery bombardment of the Devil's 6th Division. The so-called reinforced concrete permanent fortifications exposed by the bombs were not steel bars, but rotten bamboo. The surviving defenders The officers and soldiers were excited and scolded Gu Zhenglun, the garrison commander who was in charge of building the city defense.

Of course, these defenders who died generously did not know that Gu Zhenglun, who they cursed at, had already withdrawn to Hunan early with his headquarters in the name of recuperating from his illness. The mayor of Nanjing under his command also served as the deputy commander of the garrison. The order of Xiao Shan took over.

The Chinese and Japanese armies fought around the city wall, and blood flowed like a river. With the loss of Zhonghuamen and other city gates one after another, the defenders of Guanghuamen who fought fiercely for several hours had to retreat into the city, such as Daguang Road, Babaoqian Street, Yudao Street, etc. Relying on buildings to launch fierce street battles.

The city of Nanjing is riddled with holes, but the tens of thousands of Chinese soldiers who retreated into the city were not defeated. They fought bloody battles with the devils in every street.

Those devil soldiers who rushed into Nanjing city rushed to the block excitedly, but were quickly wiped out by the fierce firepower of the defenders, and the streets were stained with blood, forcing the devils to dispatch artillery to bombard the city.

The resistance in the city was still tenacious. On the streets and among the ruins, there were gunshots and battles everywhere. The devils did not enjoy the fruits of victory as they wished.