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The masonry of the street was flipped over under heavy bombardment, and the crater several meters square was covered with bloody, charred black dirt.

The houses in the ruins were like papier-mâché, torn to pieces in an instant, and the smoke and dust obscured the sky as if it were dark.

When the company commander Wang Huzi saw that a brother was crushed by the collapsed house, the brother waved at him with a painful face, and Wang Huzi's head was buzzing, and he couldn't hear what he was shouting, and wanted to rush over to save people.

But before he could stand up, the shell fell nearby and exploded, and he was hit by the powerful shock wave, and hit the pillar so hard that he felt like his internal organs were about to shatter.

As he shook his head and spat out the dirt that had splashed in his mouth, he looked up to see that there was only a smoke-emitting hole where the brother had been crushed, and his torn cotton clothes and mutilated limbs were scattered around him.

"The little devil who drafted grandma!"

When Wang Huzi saw a brother who had been blown to ashes, he was so angry that he slammed his fist on the ground, and his eyes were red and tears flowed.

Heavy artillery raged the Zhonghe Bridge position, many houses were razed to the ground, and the rubble streets were completely blocked by collapsed houses.

The devil's infantry rushed up from the bombing point, and they rushed forward with a roar of sharp bayonets.

"Get ready to fight! Get ready for battle! ”

There was a mournful roar between the ruins, and Zhang Lingfu's 305th Regiment, which was guarding the front line, suffered heavy losses in the shelling, and rushed out of the house with guns on its feet.

Da-da-da-da!

Before the order to open fire was given, the machine gunner behind the sandbag had already pulled the trigger, and it was a long burst shot aimed at the devil who rushed into the firing range.

The devils who rushed in front were immediately swept down, but the devils behind were not frightened by the roaring machine guns, and continued to rush forward with sharp bayonets.

Zhang Lingfu could see the hideous face of the devil clearly, and he shouted and opened fire, rifles, machine guns, mortars...... All the fire went towards the devil.

Hundreds of devil soldiers rushed up along the street as if they had been cut wheat, but the devil soldiers were good at shooting, and the whizzing bullets also responded, and many soldiers lying behind the bunkers were shot in the head as soon as they looked up.

Bang!

The 92-type infantry cannon of the devil soldiers also pulled up, opened the big frame, fixed the hoe, and opened fire with a bang.

A building on the left side of the street was hit, and a heavy machine gun and four soldiers were blown up and planted on the street, and most of the small building collapsed in an instant, and the fallen bricks and rubble smashed the hands and feet of the brothers below, and they hurriedly dodged.

Zhang Lingfu shouted at the back while shooting: "Shoot the devil's infantry cannon for me!"

Zhang Lingfu's 305th Regiment was equipped, and the mortar company immediately adjusted Zhu Yuan and began to return fire on the Type 92 infantry guns pulled by the devils to the street entrance.

On the battlefield where bullets were raining down, the accuracy of the mortar company was not good, and most of them fell behind the devil's infantry artillery.

The soldiers of these mortar companies were recruits who had just been added a month ago, and it turned out that most of those veterans had no bones left in Luodian Town, Shanghai, and it was useless for Zhang Lingfu to scold, and they were not trained enough.

On the other hand, the quasi-head on the devil's side is perverted, and any target they aim at will be reimbursed in the blink of an eye, and several machine guns of the defenders have been accurately hit and blown up without a trace.

Bullets rained down, the ruin-like streets were littered with corpses, and their feet were stained with blood, although the devils shouted fiercely, but it was always difficult to surpass the thunder pool.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

The battle was unfavorable, and the face of the 36th Wing Commander Wakiita Jiro Osaki was distorted, and he pulled out his saber and smashed the table to pieces.

Zhang Lingfu's troops fought unusually stubbornly, and to the surprise of the devil soldiers, almost half of the hundreds of people in their first wave of attack were killed, and the rest of them took advantage of the debris obstacles in the streets to open fire on the defenders.

The casualties of the cross-fire shooting in the narrow streets and alleys continued to rise, and the blood-stained medical soldiers were busy with their feet not touching the ground, and after temporary rescue bandaging, the wounded continued to be sent down.

The devil Osawaki Itajiro sent a tank squadron, and the tank battlefield in the devil's army was not used centrally, but was dispersed and attached to the infantry wing to cover the infantry attack.

Devil tanks and armored vehicles drove up the streets, and like steel-clad monsters, they constantly spewed tongues of fire and smashed everything in front of them.

The rubble on the streets had no effect on the tanks and armored vehicles, which were spinning fast, and they ran over on a rampage.

"Sun Dahe—"

"Here!" Sun Dahe, the company commander whose face was bleeding, heard Zhang Lingfu's shout and hurriedly rushed over.

Zhang Lingfu pointed to the devil tank armored car that was rushing over and ordered: "Burn them with gasoline bottles for me!"

Sun Dahe did not hesitate at all, and shouted at the top of his voice that some people followed him to burn the devil tank.

The gasoline bottles had already been prepared, and each of them drilled into the ruined building with the bottles full of gasoline, watching the devil tanks rampaging below slaughtering their comrades, grabbing the burning gasoline bottles and jumping down to the devil tank car without hesitation.

The daredevils burned along with the gasoline bottles, and the cluster grenades tied to them exploded with them, and soon the devil's tank turned into a large ball of fire.

The red-hot devil tankmen screamed and came out of it, and they were soon beaten into a sieve by the defenders in the distance with angry machine guns.

The devil tank behind was especially not afraid, and continued to run over the corpses and rushed forward, breaking through the barricades, and many of the defenders who could not dodge were swept into the chain, leaving only flesh and blood.

Zhang Lingfu's 305 regiment fought bloody battles, elite veterans have long been exhausted, and the bloody battles in the past few days have broken more than 1,000 people in Nanjing, in the face of the onslaught of devil soldiers, they really can't withstand it, and they have to retreat towards the second defense.

Guarding the second defense was Yang Ling's guerrilla battalion, and when they saw Zhang Lingfu and their embarrassed retreat, followed by the tank car that the devil soldiers breathed fire, they immediately entered the battle.

Yang Ling's second defense position was full of barbed wire obstacles, and the tanks of the devil soldiers rushed to them to try to break a bloody road, but it was so easy there.

The brothers with the cluster grenades had already rushed out from both sides, stuffed the grenades into the bloody chains, and exploded with a bang, leaving the devil tank on its stomach and roaring in place.

The devil infantry followed the tank and attacked forward, Yang Ling and they returned fire with fierce firepower, and more than 20 Czech light machine guns formed an airtight firepower network, so that the front of the position was full of corpses.

The devil was not reconciled, and fired smoke bombs, incendiary bombs, sundries and wood crackling and burning at Yang Ling, and the devil infantry rushed to the front with the help of the cover of smoke bombs.

Yang Ling would not be stupid to fight with them with bayonets, and the ghost soldiers who rushed to the front greeted them with a grenade, and all of them were sent to see the king of Hades.

The devil's frontal attack was blocked, and he immediately sent people to outflank him from both wings, but the mines had already been planted there, and there was a rumbling explosion, and the devil did not please and retreated.

The two sides fought fiercely until dusk, when the devil planes flew and strafed again, and the bombs blew up the Zhonghe Bridge to the ground, leaving dead bodies and scorched earth everywhere.

The devil's infantry once again dispatched two brigades of field elites to attack on all sides, and in order to avoid falling into encirclement, the defending troops had to temporarily retreat to the line of Guanghuamen and rely on the city wall to resist.