Nanjing is known as "the southeast gateway, the throat of the north and south", if the east of the city Zhongshan is surrounded by a long dragon, the stone mountain in the west of the city is like a fierce tiger, so there is a saying that "Zhongshan dragon pan, the stone city is a tiger". The Yangtze River rolls from west to north, turning eastward; Qinhuai and Jinchuan two rivers meandering in the city; The two lakes of Xuanwu and Mochou are nestled on the east and west sides outside the city, and the momentum is majestic and the scenery is beautiful. After the three kingdoms of Wu Dingdu Nanjing in 229 A.D., the Song, Qi, Liang and Chen dynasties of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties, as well as the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom all built their capitals here, and the current national government has also set the capital here for ten years. But looking at the current situation of this army under the city, I am afraid that the capital is exhausted.

The gunfire in the area of Zhonghua Gate, Guanghua Gate and Zhongshan Gate became more and more intense, and many city walls had been destroyed by Japanese artillery fire, and the Japanese army poured in like a tide through the gap in the city wall and overflowed into the city. The scattered soldiers of the Nationalist Army who were stuck in the city also spontaneously met the Japanese army and fought back against the Japanese army with the same hatred. Although the Japanese troops outside the city attacked through several gaps in the city wall, they did not have the cover of aircraft and artillery in the street fighting, so they had no advantage, and they could not take much advantage of the exchange of fire with the national soldiers.

There is no shortage of brave soldiers in the national army, hundreds of soldiers in the area of Zhonghua Gate and Zhongshan Gate spontaneously resisted when the commander died in battle and no one commanded the chaos, used their bodies to block the enemy, and died generously. Sun Zhi was lying on the side of a broken wall, and three Japanese soldiers were walking in a straight line in front of him, one was carefully searching in front, and the other two Japanese soldiers were on guard in the rear. The Japanese soldier in front of him stabbed the floating soil on the ground from time to time with a bayonet, Sun Zhi felt that this Japanese soldier was not terrible, and he felt that when he pulled the trigger and opened fire, he would definitely be able to put him down with one shot.

What worried Sun Zhi was the two Japanese soldiers behind him, because the two Japanese soldiers had always maintained a posture of aiming their eyes at the crosshair and the butt of their guns against their chests. Sun Zhi judged that these two must be devil veterans, and they were afraid that they would die if they were not careful, so it was terrible for such a devil soldier who was extremely cautious and focused to the extreme. The footsteps of the three Japanese soldiers are silent, their thick leather boots will step on the ground as lightly as possible, and with the soft floating cover, those experienced devil veterans can even walk behind your back without you knowing.

Which one to hit first? Sun Zhi began to hesitate, the sweat on his body became more and more, and his eyes became blurry. No matter which one he hit, he wasn't sure he would be able to dodge the others, not including the other devils he didn't see who might not be far away. "Smack!" A gunshot rang out, and the devil squad leader in the distance was shot in the head, it's good to have brothers, a warm tide rose in Sun Zhi's heart, that shot was not fired by him.

At the moment when the rest of the devil soldiers turned their heads, Sun Zhi aimed at the devil soldier with a bayonet nearby and was about to shoot, "Da da" A dense rain of bullets beat those ghost soldiers like lotus leaves in the wind. Gunfire will trigger sniping from all parts of the enemy, and Sun Zhi, who seized the opportunity to shoot several times in a row, completely forgot about the wounds on his body, and instinctively rolled over and left quickly. A few seconds after the gunfire behind him rang out, the explosion of the grenadier came, and Sun Zhi secretly said in his heart that it was dangerous.

"Sir, sir......" In a bomb crater not far away, someone suddenly called him softly, and Sun Zhi looked at the direction and rolled into the pit. Sir, I'm from the Tax Police Corps, and we're coming right away with someone in the back... Damn, the devil is here. There was a sergeant of the national army crawling in the crater, speaking softly in a hoarse voice, barely able to reach Sun Zhi's ears through the distant explosion.

Before he had time to say thank you to the sergeant, suddenly the gunfire around him intensified, and Sun Zhi in the crater was stunned. He saw that there were faint people pressing on him behind him, and there were quite a few of them, and the whole position suddenly boiled. The trumpet of the charge was also sounded, and for a time there was a burst of killing on the position, countless national soldiers rushed forward with guns, and the Japanese troops who were originally attacking were all pressed down, and the position that Sun Zhi held alone was recaptured. Sun Zhi, who was wounded in many places, was then taken to a large group of people, and he reported to a bareheaded captain, "Report to the chief, I am Sun Zhi, the second lieutenant platoon commander of the 88th Division's special service battalion, may I ask, which unit are you from?"

"I'm from the tax police corps, your name is not good, grandson, haha." The bald captain joked with Sun Zhi's name, and the soldiers around him laughed even more.

Sun Zhi's face flushed, "Sir, it's not Sun Tzu, it's Sun Zhi." ”

"Okay, kidding you." The bald captain apologized and whispered to Lu Yuan, who was standing on the side, "Sir, what should we do next?" ”

"Sir?" Sun Zhi looked at Lu Yuan, who was dressed strangely, suspiciously.

"What's the matter? Don't you look down on our chief, grandson, Lao Tzu told you that our chief is a character who has killed hundreds of devils, and the devil who led us to fight is a lot of. The bald captain glared at Sun Zhi fiercely.

"Old cannon, you don't have to say a word. Let the team of the teaching team go and lay mines, your men will be on guard, and the machine guns and ammunition will be on the high ground. After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to Sun Zhiyi and smiled. Second Lieutenant Sun, my name is Lu Yuan, these people are now under my command, if there is anything offended, you can bear with me. ”

Sun Zhi grabbed the old cannon and asked quietly, "What is the origin of your chief?" ”

Lao Pao bared his teeth and rolled his eyes at Sun Zhi, "What do you want to do, I'll tell you." If you want to play any tricks on our chief, be careful that Lao Tzu beats you flat. ”

Sun Zhi replied with a roll of his eyes, "Lao Tzu just asks, why do you want to listen to a child, just forget it." ”

"Do you know what kind of character our chief is, do you know how the people of Nanjing call me a patriarch? Nanjing Tiger Shuai, listen, what a name this is. My patriarch can take you to fight together, so you can burn high incense. The old cannon snorted proudly.

"Sir, there are hundreds of devils in front." Several veterans of the National Army, who were familiar with the streets of Nanjing, ran quickly from the front panting and reported to the old runner who was teaching him with Sun Zhi.

Kara, Lu Yuan pulled the bolt of the gun and loaded the bullet, "The old rule, first hit the officer, machine gunner, and grenadier with a rifle." Then grenades, and finally machine guns, all listen to my signals. ”

Masao Yamada, squadron leader of the Hatoyama Brigade of the 47th Wing of the Sixth Division, looked out and saw that among the ruins in front of him, there were dead officers and men of the Chinese and Japanese armies everywhere, and in front of a defensive position of Chinese soldiers, Masao Yamada stopped. The so-called defensive position in front of him was nothing more than a makeshift bunker reinforced with sandbags and corpses in the ruins, broken weapon parts everywhere, and the corpses of each Chinese soldier were scarred, and a dozen Imperial soldiers had fallen around the remains of one of them.

Masao Yamada looked at the remains of the Chinese soldiers who were part of the fortifications in a daze, using the corpses of his comrades as fortifications? He was completely unable to comprehend the seemingly crazy behavior of the Chinese soldiers, whose tenacious and tenacious fighting consciousness was beyond his imagination. And his subordinates, these excellent soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire, have been exhausted of all their courage by the fierce fighting for several days, and they are numb, and now they will immediately fall to the ground and tremble at the sound of a gunshot. Masao Yamada didn't dare to think about it anymore, the corpses of the soldiers had already numbed him, and ending the battle in Nanjing as soon as possible was his only thought at the moment.

Seeing in the scope that the Japanese army had already entered the encirclement, Lu Yuan, who was lying on a roof, almost did not have time to delay, and immediately pulled the trigger of his rifle. A "snap" of gunshots, a little starlight visible to the naked eye flew out, first the squadron leader Masao Yamada fell in response, and then other Japanese officers around Masao Yamada fell down one after another under Lu Yuan's gun. Bullets were fired from the ruins all over the streets, and countless bullets blew like a storm towards the Japanese shock formation, and everywhere there were bullets of hatred.

The machine gunners and grenadiers in the Japanese ranks, like the soldiers beside them, burst out of the blood mist, and the fire network formed by nearly 100 rifles was like a life harvester, forming a 'life harvesting line' on the ground, and the Japanese soldiers who advanced to this line were shot and fell down one after another. The painful struggle, the miserable*, and overly dense shock formation of the Japanese army suffered heavy casualties in just a few tens of seconds. Due to the dense shock formation, the Japanese soldiers in the front row were shot and fell to the ground, and the follow-up soldiers did not have time to react to dodge, and they were also shot and killed.

The surviving Japanese soldiers hurriedly rushed to the ruins on both sides of the street to take refuge, and the mines that the "boom" "boom" and "boom" training team had previously planted under the rubble rang out, and the Japanese soldiers were crying wolves. "Bombing" dozens of time-delayed grenades exploded above the heads of the Japanese soldiers, and the flying shrapnel covered the entire place, and the Japanese soldiers had no place to hide, and a large number of Japanese soldiers were knocked down by shrapnel and cried to death in the explosion.

"Machine gun fire, free fire." With the hissing of the old runner, the long flames sprayed by the machine gun for a long time swept down the Japanese soldiers who were still standing like wheat harvesting, and then swept the muzzle of the gun towards the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground. At this time, Lu Yuan had already emptied the first magazine, and he had no time to change the magazine, he pulled out the pistol on his leg belt and shouted loudly to charge, and the national soldiers who were hiding everywhere followed and rushed forward, and a hand-to-hand combat that could not be called hand-to-hand combat began.

This Japanese army was very tenacious, and more than 30 Japanese soldiers did not die, and it was clear that they were ambushed. Seeing that a Chinese soldier rushed up, he was busy withdrawing his ammunition and preparing to fight with a bayonet. Lu Yuanna gave them this opportunity, pap, papa, pap... The M1911 pistol in his hand fired bullets continuously, knocking down more than half of them in an instant, and the remaining Japanese soldiers pounced on Lu Yuan like mad dogs.