"Boom !!" The sound of the explosion came, and the mortar shells of the Japanese army fell on the position on Ping'an Street.

The soldiers of the third battalion, who were hiding in the trenches, watched the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and when they were within range, they immediately poked their heads out and fired fiercely at the Japanese soldiers.

Compared with the previous attack method of the Japanese army, which advanced and retreated in an orderly manner and alternately covered, the attack of the Japanese army in front of them was not much different from their "Banzai charge".

Not only was the formation scattered, but there was no cover from heavy machine guns and other firepower in the rear. One by one, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and they knew how to rush forward.

"Da Da !!"

The sound of Maxim heavy machine guns and Czech light machine guns echoed above Ping'an Street. On the machine-gun position of the third battalion, the bullets roaring out of the muzzle of the guns were like whips, and they were whipped on the formation of the Japanese charge.

The Japanese soldiers in the front row were whipped on their bodies by this fire whip in a blink of an eye, and they fell to the ground with a pop.

Seeing the comrades-in-arms who fell in front of them, those Japanese soldiers suddenly woke up from the madness just now. They suddenly realized that they had been fooled, what was the difference between them charging like this and sending them to death?

However, at this time, they were already within the range of fire of the third battalion, and at this time, the soldiers of the third battalion were using machine guns and rifles, intertwined with a network of firepower, to fiercely strafe those Japanese soldiers.

The fierce firepower made these Japanese soldiers who were charging indiscriminately lose their momentum just now. They lay down one after another, looking for cover, then raised their rifles and hurriedly fired.

But such an attack, for the well-prepared soldiers of the third battalion, obviously did not have any effect.

Watching the soldiers in front of him fall one by one, the angry Nagagawa Saji slowly regained his senses at this time. He suddenly realized that if this continued, if this continued, they would only increase the casualties of the troops in vain, but there would be no way to make any substantial progress.

"Order the troops, retreat immediately!! Don't attack anymore!! Nagagawa Saji immediately ordered to stop this impulsive and almost senseless attack.

The Japanese troops in front immediately stopped the attack and retreated.

Their senseless attack this time left dozens of corpses on the position in front of Ping'an Street.

Seeing the Japanese troops retreating like a tide, Qin Chuan knew that at least today, the Japanese troops on the opposite side would not attack them easily.

The offensive and defensive battles on Ping'an Street were fought vigorously, and a large number of Japanese troops were annihilated. But the other neighborhoods are not like Qinchuan's side, and some neighborhoods have even fallen into the hands of the Japanese army.

The soldiers and commanders stationed in those neighborhoods were not unbrave. It's just that the Japanese army's artillery superiority is too obvious, so they are often unable to cope with the impact of the Japanese army.

However, there were also some neighborhood commanders who took advantage of the gap in the Japanese attack to launch a counter-charge.

In the neighboring neighborhood of Qinchuan, Yang Ruifu took a battalion of soldiers, and even took down a block that the Japanese army had seized before, annihilating dozens of Japanese soldiers.

However, the Battle of Songhu did not only include the gate position garrisoned by the 88th Division, but also in other directions. The national army has shown signs of decline.

Many of the local armies drawn from other places, the so-called motley armies, have begun to fill in as if they were desperate.

The Japanese artillery fire was fierce, and the navy and air force had an absolute advantage. The wide Yangtze River has become a place where Japanese warships are rampant.

A large number of local troops, dressed in straw sandals and carrying an old rifle on their backs, fought for their lives with the Japanese troops from neighborhood to neighborhood.

Most of them were farmers in the past. At this time, he was temporarily recruited, put down his hoe, and after a very short period of training, he was directly pulled to the battlefield.

In this battle, human life has become the least valuable thing. Almost every day, hundreds of people fall on the land of Songhu.

People didn't have time to grieve, so they had to continue to step on the corpses of their comrades and charge at the Japanese army.

Such a tragedy, Qin Chuan had never experienced it before coming to this era.

He was a special forces king before, and he also carried out many anti-terrorism missions and even participated in some local wars. But it was the first time he had experienced such a high-intensity war as the Songhu battlefield.

On such a battlefield, the human spirit can easily fall into collapse.

In the evening, Qin Chuan finally found time to inspect the wounded barracks in the rear.

Although it is already October, the weather in Shanghai is still a little hot. Bloodthirsty mosquitoes, smelling the blood of the wounded, gathered outside the wounded barracks.

The smell of disinfectant water first entered Qin Chuan's nose. Opening a wooden door, Qin Chuan saw the makeshift ward.

The floor of this improvised ward was already full of wounded.

In today's daytime battle, although they successfully repelled the Japanese attack, they also killed hundreds of people. But correspondingly, the soldiers of their three battalions were also under the onslaught of the Japanese army, and dozens of people were killed and wounded.

"Camp!!" A soldier on crutches saluted Qin Chuan.

His left leg had been blown off by a Japanese grenade. At this time, he could only hold a cane in one hand and salute Qin Chuan with the other.

After Qin Chuan returned the salute, he patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit down and rest. After that, he continued to visit the other wounded.

Many of the wounded have already undergone surgical treatment, and some of the minor injuries have been bandaged before returning directly to the position on Ping'an Street. Those who stay here will not be able to go to the battlefield again.

Nameless staggered on one leg like a rabbit, helping the wounded in the ward to get something. Including dry food and water bottles, and even their urinals. There was also the need to follow the nurses and hand them some bandages and medicines.

The veterinarian walked up to Qin Chuan at this time, then pulled him aside and said, "Yingzao, I will reflect something to you." ”

"What's the matter?" Qin Chuan asked.

The veterinarian said, "Medicine! Doctor Lu said that the sanitary conditions here are not good, the bacteria carried by mosquitoes have infected and inflamed the wounds of many wounded, and they do not carry much sulfonamides. ”。

"Doctor Lu? Which Dr. Lu? Qin Chuan asked a little strangely.

The veterinarian said: "Which other Doctor Lu, your old man is good-looking!" ”