On December 12th, from dawn, the devil's planes and artillery bombarded the city gates intensively, and the ancient and strong city walls collapsed in the tremor to create countless gaps. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the cover of tanks and armored vehicles, the devils poured into the city like a tide from the gap in the city wall, and spread towards the spider-web-like streets and alleys, and Nanjing had become a dangerous city.

In the face of the frenzied soldiers who slaughtered the city of Nanjing, thousands of Chinese soldiers spontaneously met the commander when he was killed in battle and no one commanded, blocking the enemy with their own flesh and blood, and died generously, tragic and tragic.

"Battalion commander! It's been blown up over there again! ”

The battle for Guanghuamen was particularly fierce from early in the morning, and as the city wall was constantly bombarded by artillery, the pressure on the defenders was increasing, and the sandbags could no longer be blocked.

"Blacksmith, bring someone to press the devil down for me!"

Yang Ling also had red eyes, the intensity of the battle was beyond his expectations, and the devil was already crazy.

The devil soldiers have indeed gone crazy, and their commander Matsui Ishine has given the order for a general attack.

All divisions, all wings, and all brigades held back a fierce spirit, regardless of casualties, and launched a fierce attack, hoping to win the first place to attack the city of Nanjing and obtain the highest glory.

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

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

Without the command of the blacksmith of the machine gun company commander, each machine gun group immediately set up the machine gun at the gap and opened fire on the devil soldiers who were close at hand.

The Heavy held the trembling machine gun over their shoulders, angry bullets pouring down on the devil's head.

The devil soldiers were scrambling to climb up the gap along the gentle slope of the overturned mud and sand of the city wall, and they were immediately enveloped in the face of this round of bullet rain.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Whew!"

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

The blood-stained corpses kept rolling down the gentle slope, knocking down the people behind them, and for a moment there was chaos in the gap, and blood was splashing everywhere.

The machine gunners behind the devil wanted to support, but their machine guns were under the city, and the firing height was not enough, and they all hit the city wall with a poof, and the bullets of the Type 92 heavy machine gun made the city wall scattered, but it did not pose much threat to the defenders.

"Brethren! Beat me up for a hard time! ”

The blacksmith's face was covered with blood and dust, and he kept firing at a long point with his machine gun in his arms, and blood and flesh were splashed along the trajectory, and the devil was beaten and cried wolf, screaming and dodging.

A devil captain who was in charge of attacking the newly opened gap saw that the attacking troops were forced back by machine guns, his hideous face was full of madness, he rubbed and pulled out the saber on his waist, and swung forward sharply: "Kill and change!"

With this roar of the devil captain, those devil infantry who were suppressed by the machine guns of the Chinese defenders suddenly bounced up from the ground and rushed forward frantically as if they were infused with mysterious power.

"Hit!"

"Kill the little devil!"

The defenders looked at the devil soldiers who pounced on them again, ignoring the red barrels of their guns, and yelled and kept pulling the trigger.

The devil soldiers also went crazy, shooting and stepping on the corpses of their companions to rush forward, and the momentum made people shudder.

Burst!

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

Poof!

Two more bullets struck the blacksmith's burly body, and he finally fell to his knees, bleeding from his wounds.

He also tried to struggle to get up and pick up the machine gun and continue to fire, but he felt that the strength in his body was constantly passing, and the machine gun became heavy.

"You want to die!" The Medic Kiko pounced on the blacksmith in a hail of bullets, cursing and knocking him down.

The blacksmith was still struggling: "I can still fight-"

"Hold him down!" Kiko shouted to the stretcher soldiers who followed behind her, and immediately tore open the cotton coat from the blacksmith's wound, revealing a bloody wound.

Xizi has seen a lot of dead people, and it is common for this blood to be dripped, so she quickly opened the medicine box and took out the tools, and said to the blacksmith: "Bear with me, I'll take the bullet, otherwise your leg will be useless!"

"Hurry the fuck, the devil is coming up!"

The blacksmith urged Kiko, and although he grinned in pain, he still thought about the devil in his heart.

Kiko was already familiar with this kind of field care, so she asked the two stretcher bearers to hold the blacksmith, quickly took out the bullet from his wound with a clip, and then quickly bandaged it to stop the bleeding.

The battlefield ambulance equipment was rudimentary, there were no painkillers and anesthetics, and by the time Kiko got the two bullets out, the blacksmith had already fainted in pain.

Kiko waved her hand to the two stretcher bearers: "Carry it down—"

Near the city wall, there was already a rain of bullets, rumbling explosions were endless, and the devils repeatedly rushed to kill, trying to break through the defenders' positions.

There were also more and more wounded, and Kiko and a group of temporarily trained medics were already so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and soon they were covered in blood, and several brothers who had just learned to bandage the wounded were shot and carried down.

The guerrilla battalion fought steadily under the command of Yang Ling, no matter how the devils rushed fiercely, Guanghuamen was always in their hands, and the devils were already full of corpses in several gaps.

The Zhonghua Gate, the strongest of Nanjing's 19 city gates, was breached under the heavy artillery bombardment of the 6th Division of the Devils, and the so-called reinforced concrete permanent fortifications that were blown up to shreds were not steel bars, but rotten bamboo, and the surviving defenders were agitated and scolded Gu Zhenglun, the garrison commander in charge of building the city defense.

Of course, these officers and soldiers who generously died did not know that Gu Zhenglun, whom they had scolded, had withdrawn to Hunan early with his headquarters in the name of recuperation, and that the military police unit under his command was taken over by Xiao Shanling, the mayor of Nanjing and the deputy commander of the garrison.

The Chinese and Japanese armies fought around the city wall, the blood flowed like a river, with the Zhonghua Gate and other city gates were lost one after another, the defenders of Guanghua Gate, who fought fiercely for several hours, also had to retreat into the city Daguang Road, Babaoqian Street, Yudao Street and other places relying on buildings to carry out fierce street battles.

The city of Nanking was in ruins, but the thousands of Chinese soldiers who retreated into the city did not rout, and they fought bloody battles with devils in every street.

The devils who rushed into the city of Nanjing rushed to the neighborhood, but they were quickly wiped out by the fierce fire of the defenders, and the streets were stained with blood, forcing the devils to send artillery to bombard the city.

The resistance in the city was still stubborn, in the streets, in the ruins, everywhere there was gunfire, everywhere there was fighting, and the devils did not enjoy the fruits of victory as they wished.

Many angry defenders under the leadership of the commander launched a desperate charge to try to retake the city wall, but they all fell tragically in the way of the charge, although the devils entered the city, it was difficult to enter an inch.

There is a fierce battle inside the city, and there is also a fierce battle outside the city, although most of the positions of the Purple Mountain held by the teaching corps have been lost, but the main peak is still firmly grasped by them.