Guangzhou, Yu's Mansion.

Yu Wanyou was pacing back and forth nervously on the garden path behind the door of her backyard, a pair of small hands grasping the hem of her skirt, and her pretty face was full of anxiety and worry.

Because she knew that the Battle of Songhu had broken out, every day after returning from Shanghai, Yu Wanyou was thinking about Lin Rui, but her father was very angry about the last time she left home without permission and went to Shanghai, and she was not allowed to go out at will.

Therefore, she could only let her maid secretly go to the street to buy a newspaper about the Battle of Songhu, or more precisely about Lin Rui, in order to understand Lin Rui's safety.

So, she is now waiting for her maid to return.

In the previous newspaper, Yu Wanyou already knew the news that Lin Rui led his troops to eliminate the Japanese Jiangwan Road Command, defeated the Japanese major general, and became a hero of the anti-Japanese resistance.

Just when Yu Wanyou was anxious and anxious, there was a slight knock on the door of the backyard.

Yu Wanyou immediately walked behind the door and asked, "Xiaorou, is that you?" ”

Outside the door, a young girl who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face and dressed as a maid, replied cautiously: "Miss, it's me, open the door quickly." ”

Yu Wanyou immediately opened the backyard door, welcomed Xiao Rou in cyan clothes, and asked, "Xiao Rou, how is it?" Is there any news of Lin Rui in today's newspaper? ”

Xiao Rou calmed down her excitement and nodded seriously: "Yes!" Miss, Lin Rui is in the newspaper again, look. ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly handed the newspaper in his hand to Yu Wanyou.

Yu Wanyou hurriedly took the newspaper rolled together, and saw Lin Rui's bloodied and blood-soaked uniform photo at a glance, and couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat.

He said distressedly: "Ah Rui, what's wrong with him?" Why does it look so miserable? ”

Xiao Rou said with some confusion: "I can't recognize all the words on the newspaper, but I heard the little newspaper boy who sells newspapers on the street say that this newspaper will call Lin Rui the god of bloody war." ”

Yu Wanyou carefully read the text next to the photo on the side, and after making sure that Lin Rui was safe and sound, a heart fell back into her stomach.

Holding the newspaper in his hand, he looked up at the northern sky, and prayed softly: "Ah Rui, you must come back alive, I am still waiting for you to marry me." ”

With that, she clasped her hands together near her chin and closed her eyes in silent prayer.

Then he said to the maid: "Xiaorou, I'll write a letter, and you can mail it out for me." ”

"Okay." Xiao Rou hurriedly responded.

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Shanghai, Liujiatang battlefield.

After the Devils of the 1st Brigade of the 6th Infantry Wing stopped the attack and retreated to safety, about a squadron of Devil Artillery formed an artillery position on an open field behind them.

Eight 75-mm mountain guns were lined up by hundreds of devil artillerymen.

In front of them, there were also six sixty-mm mortars.

In the Japanese army at that time, an artillery wing directly under the direct jurisdiction of a division and regiment was usually equipped with about 36 guns of 75 mm and 105 mm of different calibers.

So, an artillery squadron can be equipped with a maximum of eight guns.

As for the six extra 60-mm mortars, they were drawn from several battalions of the 6th Infantry Wing.

The Japanese army, which had already completed the industrial revolution and modernization, understood better the advantages of concentrating artillery fire.

In particular, when they could not get the fire of the naval guns and the fire support of the artillery wing directly under the division and regiment, the concentrated use of the artillery fire of the whole wing naturally became the inevitable choice of Kuronaga Tatsuji.

After the fourteen guns were ready, with the wave of the command flag of a lieutenant artillery squadron leader, the fourteen main gunners pulled the firing ropes in their hands one after another.

Tom tom! Eight 75 mountain guns and six 60 mortars roared one after another.

Fourteen shells, almost simultaneously, fell on the positions of the three battalions, two kilometers away, and exploded violently.

Boom Boom! Thundered!

On the position of the three battalions, clusters of scarlet fires rose one after another with the sound of explosions.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Lin Rui held his Mauser pistol in one hand, and shuttled through the various trenches in the forward position, urging and reminding the light and heavy machine gunners to move their positions.

At the same time, he did not forget to remind other fighters to pay attention to anti-artillery.

In the first round of shelling of the devils, there were more and less elements of test firing, and all the hit rates were not too high.

But wait until they tune it in. Teach the angle of fire, and the hit rate of the next wave of shelling will increase at an extremely terrifying rate.

Lin Rui risked being hit by a cannonball and swam through the trenches. Walking, it still played a role.

Before the second round of artillery bombardment of the devils arrived, most of the light and heavy firepower on the positions of the three battalions was transferred or concealed in advance.

Therefore, the devil's next series of fierce shelling did not cause much damage to the three companies.

Probably because the artillery squadron did not carry enough shells, and the shelling of the devils began to extend after only more than ten rounds.

The 2nd Infantry Brigade, which took over the attack of the 1st Brigade, more than 800 Japanese troops, armed with rifles and lined up in a skirmish line, once again rushed towards the position of the 3rd Battalion in groups.

Lin Rui had already returned to the front-line trenches at the forefront, and Zhang Xinghan, who was also staying here, couldn't help but report to him loudly: "Sir, the devil has started attacking again!" ”

Lin Rui walked into a foxhole, stood up, and looked out of the position through the smoke of gunpowder produced by the devil's shelling.

I saw a large number of devils, lined up in a straggler line, and the black pressure was in groups, swarming towards their own positions with murderous vigour.

Lin Rui's heart sank, and he immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, cheer me up, no matter how many little devils come, we will block them in Liujiatang, unless our three battalions die, don't imagine a little Japan passing from here!" ”

While boosting morale, Lin Rui quickly put away the pistol, re-picked up the Mauser 98 rifle placed aside, raised the gun and began to aim.

This time, he quickly locked on to the target again and opened fire decisively!

Syllable! Burst! At least 300 meters away, a Japanese soldier with a small plaster flag hanging from the muzzle of a gun was shot in the forehead, and fell straight down with a muffled snort.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Rui quickly pulled down the bolt, raised the gun again and aimed and fired.

Bang! Another hot Mauser rifle bullet came out of its disembowel, and with a whistling sound of breaking through the air, sniping a ghost soldier two hundred and eighty meters away to the ground.

Seeing that Lin Rui shot and killed two devils one after another in a blink of an eye, the morale of the soldiers of the three battalions on the position was greatly boosted.

Zhang Xinghan couldn't help but take the lead in applauding Lin Rui, and after following Lin Rui to fight side by side, Zhang Xinghan finally understood why Lin Rui was able to create miracles twice in a row and perform miraculous feats.

Whether it was marksmanship or tactical command ability, this man was more powerful than anyone he had seen before.