"Tuanza!" Chen Yaoting said, "I don't read much, don't lie to me, can you really keep it?" ”

"Of course!" Zhong Yi said, "I've heard the saying that there are always more ways than difficulties!" Nanjing's current situation is indeed dangerous, but no matter how difficult it is, there is a way to solve it! ”

"I see!" Chu Bangchang suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Tuanzao, I have a way!" ”

"Oh, really?" Zhong Yi couldn't help but look at Chu Gangchang with admiration, and asked in surprise, "What way?" ”

Chu Bangchang shook his head and said: "Tuanzao, for our 367th Regiment, the biggest threat now is the heavy artillery unit of the little devils who are about to arrive, right?" ”

"Yes." Zhong Yi asked again, "So what?" ”

Chu Bangchang said: "So, we can fight the devils in an ambush and kill their heavy artillery troops, right?" If the little devil has no heavy artillery, it will not be able to threaten the Bank of China, the central bank headquarters building and the railway station, and our 367 regiment can continue to hold on. ”

Everyone listened and looked at each other, and they couldn't refute it for a while.

"Yes! It's you! Zhong Yi raised his big hand like a fan at once.

"Oh, you can't hit someone!" Chu Gangchang hurriedly hugged his head and shouted, "Tuanzuo, you said you wouldn't beat anyone!" ”

"I don't fight, I can kick, right?" After Zhong Yi finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked it according to the back butt of the Chu gang.

Chu Bangchang rolled down from the stool and fell to the ground, but the guy quickly rolled over and got up, patted his buttocks, and sat back on the stool like no one else.

Zhong Yi said: "Don't think about ambushing the devil's heavy artillery troops, let's not say that the little devils are now surrounding the entire Xinjiekou like an iron bucket, we can't get out at all, even if the troops can get out, can you determine which route the devil's heavy artillery troops will take?" When to which direction? Also, is there any infantry unit protection? ”

Chu Gangchang's face fell, as if it was really not good.

Chen Yaoting was so anxious that he shouted: "Tuanzuo, just say it!" ”

Zhong Yi snorted and said, "If you want to defend Xinjiekou and Nanjing, there is only one way now!" ”

After a pause in this, Zhong Yi deliberately accentuated his tone and said word by word: "That is, fill with human lives!" ”

The commanders of more than a dozen battalions and companies present were awe-inspiring, taking their lives to fill in?

However, a few seconds later, Yang Chen took the lead in questioning: "Tuanzao, I'm afraid this method won't work!" ”

Without waiting for Zhong Yi to respond, Chen Yaoting continued: "Tuanzuo, it's really not that the brothers are afraid of death and don't want to die, but even if you fill in with human lives as you said, how many people are left in our 367 regiment now?" Fifteen hundred? Or one thousand four? This person, I'm afraid it's not enough to stuff the devil's heavy artillery troops! ”

At this time, Shen Xian, the commander of the baggage battalion, who had not spoken much, suddenly said: "The devil's heavy artillery is really ferocious, a shell comes, a building collapses in an instant, and a platoon or even a company is gone!" ”

Speaking of this, Shen Xian's expression darkened, and he continued: "In Wusong Town, the two regiments of the teaching corps were destroyed by the heavy artillery of the little devil in this way!" It's a pity that the more than 6,000 officers and soldiers of these two regiments have just driven from Nanjing to the Songhu battlefield, and they have already been defeated before they have met the little devils, how miserable! ”

"If we really fill it with human lives, our regiment will last a quarter of an hour at most! Fifteen minutes later, our regiment will be able to cancel the establishment! Yuan Qiang, deputy of the 7th Independent Battalion, said miserably, "This is really not the long devil's ambition to destroy his own prestige, the little devil's heavy artillery is really fierce, and the battle of Songhu will last less than four hours for more than 10,000 brothers in our 41st Army!" ”

The atmosphere in the conference room gradually became solemn, but Zhong Yi never stopped or refutated.

In the end, Yuan Qiang wiped his tears and said: "However, it's all up to this point, and there is really no good way, so I can only fill it with human lives and play with the little devil!" ”

After a pause, Yuan Qiang said again: "Fight one, it's enough, fight two and you'll earn!" ”

"Yes!" Chen Yaoting sighed, "It's time for me to do it, and I can only fight hard!" ”

"Looks like everyone has one mind?" Zhong Yi nodded and said, "Since the thinking has been unified, let's go back quickly and let the brothers hurry up and write a suicide note!" After a pause, he added, "Tomorrow will probably be the last day we stay in this world, and we will have to leave something for our relatives when we leave." ”

Chu Bangchang said with a sour nose: "What's the use of leaving a suicide note?" Can you send it away? ”

"You kid, that's a lot of nonsense!" Zhong Yi said, "Can't send it out, can't it be broadcast through the radio?" Tell the brothers that one person in the whole group is counted as one, and everyone's suicide note will be broadcast on the Voice of Nanjing! ”

Chu Gangchang was silent, wiped his eyes and walked with everyone.

After a while, only Zhu Liangcheng and Zhong Yi were left in the conference room.

Zhong Yi turned his head and glanced at Zhu Liangcheng and said, "Old Zhu, it's up to you to scout the company next!" ”

"Don't worry!" Zhu Liangcheng snapped upright, and said, "Reconnaissance company, guarantee to complete the task!" ”

"Go ahead." Zhong Yi waved his hand, and Zhu Liangcheng turned around and walked away.

Seeing Zhu Liangcheng's figure go away, the look on Zhong Yi's face also became solemn little by little, whether Xinjiekou can be defended, whether Nanjing can be defended, and whether the historical tragedy of the Nanjing Massacre can be avoided depends on tonight!

……

Sixty miles southeast of Nanjing, Jurong.

On the narrow road, a convoy of devils is rolling towards Nanjing.

The team started with six side three-wheeled vehicles, each with crooked light machine guns on the side buckets, followed by six side three-wheeled motorcycles and ten trucks!

The tarpaulin of the truck was hanging low, and I didn't know what was inside.

But behind eight of the trucks, each dragged a 150mm cannon.

The barrel of the cannon is more slender than that of howitzers of the same caliber, and I saw eight barrels pointing obliquely towards the sky, like eight giant spears piercing the sky!

In the middle of the convoy, one of the trucks suddenly burst a tire and was thrown into the middle of the road.

The entire convoy immediately stopped, and then a devil Shaozo jumped from the passenger seat of one of the trucks.

"Yaga, what's going on?" The devil Shaozuo asked sharply.

"Captain, it's a flat tire!" A devil car soldier paused.

"Got a flat tire?" The devil Shaozuo didn't have a good airway, "Don't hurry up and replace the spare tire!" ”

"Captain, the last spare tire has just been used!" The devil car soldier paused, "There is no spare tire to change now!" ”

"Yaga!" Devil Shaozuo's brows instantly frowned, he glanced at the truck that broke down in the road, gritted his teeth and said, "Push it to the side of the road, and the rest of the vehicles will continue to move forward!" ”

"Hello!" The auto soldier slammed his head.