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

"The officers really gave the order to retreat!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

The battalion commander couldn't figure out the situation either. Seeing more and more people rushing over, he hurried to ask the regimental commander for instructions.

Their entire 36th Division had never received an order to retreat. The head of the regiment said in a cold voice: "With the machine guns set up, we must not let a single person cross the river, otherwise the superiors will investigate and we will not be blamed."

With the order from the head of the regiment, the battalion commander returned to the position and immediately ordered the troops to prepare for battle, and warned the people who rushed over that trespassers would be killed without mercy!

The devils had already attacked, and there were friendly troops blocking the way in front of them. Many people couldn't wait any longer, and simply rushed forward, trying to open a way.

The troops of the 36th Division fired into the sky and warned loudly, but they couldn't stop the frantic crowds. It was unknown who shot the soldiers of the 36th Division in the crowd, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The people of the 36th Division thought that the rout was going to break through the barrier without authorization. They were supposed to deal with the devil's machine guns everywhere, but all the rifles fired, and many people who rushed to the front were shot and fell to the ground immediately.

"Brothers! Charge! Make a bloody road!" Someone in the crowd raised their arms and shouted, all kinds of rifles, pistols and machine guns rang out, and the whole Yijiangmen suddenly became a battlefield.

The troops who were anxious to escape fought with the 36th Division blocking the gate. Bullets flew wildly in the air, and the crowd screamed in horror, like a flood breaking a bank, and rushed towards the city gate regardless of the hail of bullets.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" The battalion commander of the 36th Division also realized that something was wrong because there were too many people rushing over, but he was killed by bullets as soon as he finished speaking.

The crowd rushed towards the city gate against the rain of bullets, but only one city gate was opened. There were so many people and the door was narrow. The river surges.

A wounded soldier who was squeezed by the gate turned red-eyed and rang the grenade he carried with him. With a bang, flesh and blood flew all over the city gate.

"Stop them! Block them!" The head of the 36th Division was sweating profusely. Seeing that the crowd was about to break through his line of defense, he picked up his machine gun and joined the battle.

Those defeated troops were the opponents of the 36th Division, and they were quickly suppressed, and the entire Yijiangmen had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which was terrible.

Because of the fleeing of the chiefs, Yijiangmen started killing each other in a chaotic situation. Many brothers did not die at the hands of the ghost soldiers, but died at the hands of their own people.

Seeing that the Yijiang gate was blocked, those who wanted to escape had to turn around and run into the city to find other escape routes. Many soldiers even took off their military uniforms and fled to the refugee area, hoping to escape.

When Nanjing was in chaos, many of the troops on the front line had not received the order to retreat, and were still fighting bloody battles with the devils, but they didn't know that the rear had become a mess.

Body 3 Chapter [-] Street Fighting and Chasing

Nanjing was already dilapidated, and the ghost soldiers pouring into the city like a tide broke into the house with grinning smiles, and the residents hiding in the houses screamed in terror in front of the shining bayonet.

"Da da da--"

"Snapped--"

There were gunshots and screams everywhere in the city. Like wolves, the devil soldiers chased the people who were fleeing in fear, and then shot them one by one, blood staining the street.

The retreating defenders fought and retreated along the ruins of the street, but there were too many devil soldiers. The tanks crushed the dead bodies and rushed forward. The defenders who were still resisting were constantly blown up and suffered heavy losses.

Yangling's guerrilla battalion retreated to the area of ​​Daguang Road. The gunfire of the devils was getting closer and closer, and the brothers were actively preparing for street fighting.

The company commander Qin Shou was ordered to go to the ammunition depot to collect ammunition, but when he walked to the gate of the ammunition depot, he found that all the guards here had long since escaped, and even the person in charge, Chief Lu, had disappeared.

"Brothers, get rich! Go ahead and move!"

Seeing the mountain of ammunition, Qin Shou grinned from ear to ear. These ammunition now all belong to them.

All kinds of grenades, landmines, and mortar and machine gun bullets were moved out of the ammunition depot. Qin Shou felt that he had never been so rich.

The Guerrilla Battalion lost a lot in the battle of Guanghuamen. After some statistics, there are only more than 500 people who can fight, which means that they lost more than half of their brothers in a short period of time. Their hearts are very heavy.

Yang Ling reorganized the remaining more than 500 brothers into three companies, with Liu Yidao, Wang Huzi and Qin Shou serving as company commanders respectively, preparing to continue fighting against the devils relying on the complicated streets and alleys.

The city was full of flames and thick smoke, and the devil soldiers with bayonets were like wolves smelling fish, chasing and beating the retreating Chinese defenders along the block.

A unit of the 156th Division of the Cantonese Army fought and retreated along the street. Bullets whizzed around the street, causing smoke and dust to fly around.

The devil soldiers who were biting behind their buttocks were unwilling to let go, and they had to be wiped out. Seeing the devil soldiers rushing towards them, many brothers turned around and raised their guns to block them, but they were quickly pierced by bullets. Reluctantly fell to the ground.

These ghost soldiers were all from the field army, and they were cruel and cruel. They had no sympathy or pity for the Chinese soldiers who were twitching and moaning on the ground.

The company commander with a blood-stained bandage wrapped around his head saw the brothers around him keep falling, his heart hurt like a knife, but the devils were so powerful that they couldn't beat them except to run away.

"Company commander! Let us go, let's block the devils!"

Those wounded soldiers who were being carried on stretchers prayed loudly, seeing their brothers dying to cover them, their hearts were also bleeding.

The company commander hid behind a broken wall, shooting and cursing: "They are all my brothers, I will not leave you alone!"

"Company commander, none of us can escape if we don't let go!" The wounded soldiers also knew that they were a burden at this moment.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, I promised you that I will take you home!" The company commander didn't want to leave these wounded brothers behind.

A wounded soldier held a gun to his head: "Company commander, if you don't agree with us, I will jump myself!"

"Company commander, let us stay, we can cover your evacuation." The wounded soldiers were determined to die, and loudly persuaded them to stay.

"Brothers, why are you doing this!" The company commander looked at these brothers with missing arms and legs, with tears in his eyes.

"Pfft!"

The bullet hit behind the broken wall, and the smoke and dust filled the air. The wounded soldiers begged: "Company commander, retreat quickly, remember to avenge us!"

Seeing the little devil getting closer, and seeing the wounded soldiers holding their guns and bowing their heads, unwilling to drag them down, the company commander raised his hand and saluted the wounded soldiers: "Brothers, I'm sorry for you."

"Company commander, don't talk about this, you go away." The wounded soldiers urged.

The company commander's face was full of pain, and he had to grit his teeth and order those brothers who could still move to retreat. Before leaving, he left a grenade for each of the wounded soldiers.

Seeing the company commander and the others evacuate, these wounded soldiers struggled to raise their guns to aim and shoot, and several devils who rushed forward were shot and killed on the spot.

"Pfft!"

"Wow!"

"what!"

The devil soldiers had good marksmanship, and the bullets kept sinking into the bodies of the wounded soldiers, but the living ones were still pulling the bolts of their guns to cover the retreat of their comrades.

When the devils rushed to the front, a wounded soldier with blood dripping from his mouth fired a grenade, and several devils were blasted to a bloody mess.

"Baga! Road!" Captain Guizi stood up from his hiding place in disgrace, and roared angrily when he saw several of his soldiers turned into mutilated limbs.

Captain Guizi pulled out the saber from his waist and roared in the direction where the company commander and the others were fleeing: "Pursue! Kill them all!"

Captain Guizi screamed while holding his saber, and the rest of the Guizi soldiers, like irritated ghosts, crossed the debris and ruins on the street, trampled on corpses and rubble, and chased forward.

On the roof of a dilapidated small building, a Chinese soldier wearing a steel helmet put the front sight of his rifle on the devil captain holding a saber, squinted his eyes and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"puff!"