Like Nakajima Imago, Sasaki Osa, the 1st Brigade of the 45th Wing of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army, was also very annoyed at this time, and the troops of his own brigade attacked several times in a row, but they failed to break through the positions of the Chinese defenders on the opposite side. "Your Excellency Dazuo, the second squadron has broken through the frontal position of the Shina army!" Ten minutes later, amid the sound of gunfire, one of Sasaki's officers finally brought good news.

"Attack, keep attacking, and completely annihilate those Chinese soldiers!" The overjoyed Sasaki Daisaku immediately opened his blood-red eyes and roared with all his might. Relying on the superiority of artillery, the Japanese army bombarded the positions of the Nationalist army without interruption, and Sasaki made it clear that he would completely destroy the will of the opposing defenders of the Nationalist army to resist to the end with absolute superiority in artillery fire. Under the almost frantic artillery fire of the Japanese army, the casualties of the Nationalist army increased sharply, and almost every minute soldiers fell under the artillery fire, and the casualties were so heavy that they reached an unbearable level.

The defenders relied entirely on their own will and flesh and blood. In and the enemy is doing the most stubborn resistance. In this day's battle, the national army once again paid hundreds of casualties, but they continued to block the Japanese army in the city gate area with tenacious and hard work, and the Japanese army could not break through the defense line even one step. Moreover, the frenzied Japanese army also paid the price of hundreds of people outside the position, and the casualties were too great. The defenders of the National Army were a force to cover the retreat of the 74th Army, and they have fought fiercely so far, and there are only less than 300 people left.

The fortifications built with sandbags had already been blown to pieces, and the officers and soldiers responsible for guarding it had to use craters, masonry and the remains of their comrades as cover, and stubbornly blocked them with rifles and submachine guns. Maybe when the next Japanese charge comes, the entire position will be gone. After a short break, the Japanese army began to launch a surprise charge again, and groups of Japanese soldiers rushed up, and groups of Chinese soldiers met them, and began their last fight here with bayonets, rifle butts, teeth, and fists, and both sides were red-eyed, and there was heavy blood and corpses everywhere inside and outside the position.

"Brethren! It's all the men who died here! Yan Zhengqing, who was covered in blood, let out his last tragic cry. After draining the last bullet in the chamber of the gun, seeing that another small group of Japanese soldiers was swarming towards him, Yan Zhengqing, who was wearing a steel helmet, once again raised his broadsword and jumped out of the crater, like a roaring lion rushing straight to the enemy group. The white shirt that was originally tied in the military pants was stained black and red by the smoke and blood, which added a bit of tragedy to him. "Rush! It's all the men! "Not to be outdone, the other soldiers of the national army in your capital picked up their bayonet rifles and once again faced the enemy.

Soon, the two armies collided violently, and the sound of bayonets, bones shattering, blades cutting flesh, and the angry scolding of the soldiers of the two armies, as well as the wails before death, were suddenly intertwined. It must be admitted that the Japanese army's white-knuckle stabbing is really powerful, and the 74th Army is also considered to be one of the elite in the national army, but it can't have the upper hand, basically, three Japanese soldiers swing back to back, and they can block the siege of at least six national soldiers.

At the beginning, Yan Zhengqing and his more than 80 people faced more than 60 Japanese soldiers, but after a while, there were less than 50 people left around Yan Zhengqing, and less than 10 Japanese soldiers fell. Sasaki Daisa, who was watching the battle on the opposite side, saw that the enemy and our armies on the position had been mixed up, and the scene was chaotic, and the main force of his brigade could not launch an attack formation normally, and he was immediately annoyed, and with an order, heavy machine guns and mortars opened fire at the same time, and there was an indiscriminate attack on the position.

The two officers and men who were caught off guard suddenly fell like weeds, and the rumbling sound of artillery seemed to blow the entire position into powder. A hole was blown out, and the Japanese army did not rush to attack, but repeatedly combed through artillery fire, and worked hard to make the hole bigger and bigger. Under the cover of two tanks, a large number of Japanese infantry under the pressure of black pressure began to attack, and the Nationalist troops on the position immediately began to break back.

With a "boom", one of the Japanese tanks was engulfed in a ball of fire, and the "boom" was another explosion, and the remaining tank of the Japanese army also turned into a ball of fire. "Good fight." Yan Zhengqing shouted loudly, knowing that it was the mortar he had brought that could fire flat-fired. When the morale of the Japanese army was a little sluggish, Yan Zhengqing commanded his soldiers to quickly leave the battle, and they were affected by the retaliatory artillery bombardment of the Japanese army.

Suddenly, a unit came out from the flank of the Japanese army, and what moved Yan Zhengqing and the others so far was that in the support unit that had just been killed, all the officers who rushed to the front were officers, including colonels, lieutenant colonels, majors, and lieutenants. The submachine gun in the old gunner's hand roared into the sky, which immediately stopped the pace of the rout. "The position is lost, you can't run, those who take a step back, kill!" The muzzle of the old cannon was pointed at those defeated soldiers, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and his words were so indifferent.

"I will lead you to charge, take back the position, die, and die on the road to counterattack!" Parting the soldiers of the 74th Army, the old cannon walked step by step in front of the eyes of these soldiers, and behind them, were the captains and officers. "Rush, brothers, go up!" A roar suddenly tore through the silence, as if suddenly awakened from a dream, and the defeated soldiers suddenly rushed to the front of the old cannon like a tidal wave. In the rapid gunfire of the Japanese army, the Chinese soldiers who participated in the counterattack in groups fell under the guns and guns of the Japanese soldiers, but more soldiers rushed forward with the corpses of their comrades.

One of the colonels was running forward briskly, when he suddenly fell headlong to the ground, his body writhing a few times in a pool of blood, and he could no longer move. The Japanese army had been stunned by such a charge, and these Chinese soldiers were completely risking their lives to pave a blood-stained road there, and the Japanese army retreated like a tide. The gunfire stopped, the shouts of killing also stopped, and the battlefield, which had been extremely noisy just now, suddenly became as silent as death.

The positions were littered with corpses, blood everywhere, and some seriously wounded soldiers were shaking and shaking in pools of blood, and then, slowly, slowly, slowly losing their lives. As far as the eye could see, the position was full of corpses, a few seriously wounded Japanese soldiers were still struggling and wailing in a pool of blood, and the national soldiers next to them couldn't help but say that they went up and stabbed them with bayonets, and soon those Japanese soldiers did not make any noise. "Clean up the battlefield, all the officers come to me!" Yan Zhengqing, who was sour and soft, gave an order habitually, and then asked the old cannon with a submachine gun next to him, "What do you call your brother?" ”

Lao Pao wiped the blood stains on his face, scratched his head and smiled at Yan Zhengqing, "The brothers all call me Lao Pao." ”

Yan Zhengqing bowed his head lightly, and then said in a questioning tone, "Which army are you?" Why are there so many officers? ”

The old cannon smiled innocently, "We have all the troops here, and I am from the tax police regiment." While the two were talking, several officers of the 74th Army came to Yan Zhengqing, although the battle had been fought, but their officers were still red-eyed, this broken army had been disabled, and the largest of the officers was only a deputy company commander. The other surviving soldiers were also red-eyed, and they didn't seem to have recovered from the red bayonet just now, and they seemed to be eager to stab the old cannon and the gang as little devils.

It is no wonder that the entire 74th Army broke through and the task of covering behind the palace was given to their regiment, and now there are less than 200 people left in one regiment. "My name is Yan Zhengqing, and I am from the teaching team." Yan Zhengqing stretched out his hand to the old cannon and said loudly, "Thank you for your help just now."

"Yan Zhengqing?" The old cannon raised his head suddenly, his eyes were round for a moment, and then he asked excitedly and inexplicably, "Do you know Huang Haishan and Xiao Biao?" ”

"Yes, before we came here, we fought the Japanese infiltration unit together in the city." Yan Zhengqing was surprised by how Lao Pao knew about Huang Haishan and Xiao Biao, and unconsciously pulled the tweed military uniform he had just put on his body with his right hand.

"I've finally found you, Chief Yan." Lao Pao's expression became excited, in order to find Yan Zhengqing, he had been wandering around this area for a while, but he didn't expect it to take no effort. "Since you know Huang Haishan and Xiao Biao, you should know Mr. Lu?"

"Mr. Lu? You mean Lu Yuan? The old cannon's ecstasy made Yan Zhengqing frown and asked.

|“ That's right, it was Mr. Lu who sent me to find you. The old cannon hurriedly took out the white cloth that Lu Yuan handed over to him before parting and handed it to Yan Zhengqing. Yan Zhengqing took the piece of white cloth with words written on it, and after just looking at it, he already believed that what Lao Pao had just said was not a lie, because he had seen this white cloth, which was the piece of white cloth that Lu Yuan showed him when he first met Lu Yuan and the two.

"Chief Lu sent us over first, he may arrive later, Chief Yan, you'd better sort out your equipment immediately, and as soon as Chief Lu and them arrive, we can evacuate this place." After finding Yan Zhengqing, the old cannon couldn't be more comfortable, because as long as they found Yan Zhengqing, they could retreat to Rujiangmen and wait to cross the river.

"Gear up? Fall back? The old artillery's words made the officers of the 74th Army standing behind Yan Zhengqing dumbfounded, thinking that this suddenly appeared force to support their positions, but now it seems that things are not what they imagined, but evacuating means that they have to violate the order to cover the withdrawal of the large army, which is absolutely unacceptable to them.