The central position of the 88 Brigade of the 262 Division.

At a glance, corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed.

Twelve tanks and two infantry wings of Tanijo's division collided.

A Type 97 tank ran over a corpse in the uniform of the Central Army and rushed to the front.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a burst of explosions, the two Maxim heavy machine gunners of the 262nd Brigade were taken down by the devils.

Violently pushing away the fallen soldier of the Makqin heavy machine gun, Brigade Commander Zhu opened his voice and shouted: "Deputy brigade, give me bullets!"

The deputy brigade commander hurriedly carried an ammunition box over and loaded the chain into the muzzle.

As soon as he pulled the bolt suddenly, Brigade Commander Zhu controlled the Makqin heavy machine gun and there was a burst of hysterical strafing.

Bang bang dang!

The bullet hit the thin skin of the Type 97 tank, but it failed to hurt the devil tank at all.

Brigade Commander Zhu shouted: "Deputy brigade, give me a heavy bullet that specializes in fighting tanks!"

Shaking his head heavily, the deputy brigade commander shouted gloomily: "Brigade seat! The heavy bullets that hit the tank have long been gone! ”

After a little hesitation, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted at Old Song, who was repairing the battle defense artillery: "Song Yicannon, have you repaired your fucking battle defense artillery?" Hurry up and fire the cannon wow! The little devil's tank is rushing in! ”

After putting the cannon rope back on, Lao Song opened his voice and responded: "Brigade seat, my gunners are all gone, can you come over and help?"

Handing over the Makqin heavy machine gun to a seriously wounded squad leader, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted, "Deputy brigade, come with me."

As soon as the two of them took a few steps, three tank gun shells smashed into the last Maxim heavy machine gun of the 262nd Brigade, and the man and the gun were not saved at the same time.

Without looking back at all, Brigade Commander Zhu hurriedly picked up a high-explosive bomb and stuffed it into the chamber of the battle defense gun.

Song Yicang pulled the cannon rope violently.

Boom!

With a violent shake of the gun, the shell came out of its chamber and hit a Type 97 tank at 11 o'clock.

Seeing the devil's Type 97 tank burst into a cloud of red light, Song Yicang, who was re-aimed at the other tank, opened his voice and shouted: "Brigade seat!" On armor-piercing bullets! ”

As soon as the words fell, the other three vehicles of the devil stared at Brigade Commander Zhu's battle defense artillery almost at the same time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rub rub rub!

Song was hit by a cannonball when he boarded, and the whole person fell to the ground, shedding the last drop of blood for the motherland.

Cheering up from a burst of dizziness, Brigade Commander Zhu tore open his throat and shouted, "Deputy brigade, you come to reload!"

Instead of the dead Song Yicannon, he re-corrected the shooting of Zhu Yuan, and Brigade Commander Zhu pulled the cannon rope violently!

Boom!

This time the shell missed!

He specializes in art, but Brigade Commander Zhu's skills in operating anti-aircraft artillery are still very limited.

The devil tank, which had not been hit by the armor-piercing shells, quickly turned its gun muzzle and fired wildly at the anti-aircraft gun position of Brigade Commander Zhu.

Rub rub rub!

Most of the machine gun bullets hit the bulletproof shield of the anti-aircraft guns, but Brigade Commander Zhu was also hit by a stray bullet on his left shoulder, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground.

The deputy brigade commander opened his voice and shouted: "Medic, hurry! Bandage the wounds of the brigade! ”

Holding back the pain of the wound, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted, "Deputy brigade, how many of us still have us?"

With a heavy sigh, the deputy brigade commander shouted gloomily: "Brigade seat, it's just the three of us, and there are more than a dozen seriously wounded people in the corner over there!" Brigade, let's leave! ”

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Brigade Commander Zhu said in a deep voice: "No, I haven't received the order from the military seat yet, so I can't withdraw!"

The deputy brigade commander shouted: "Brigade seat, stop fighting!" Our telegraph machines have been blown up by the devil's artillery, and we will not receive orders from the division headquarters at all! ”

Shaking his head slightly, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted in a muffled voice: "No, even if I receive the order to retreat from the division headquarters, I won't leave, Lao Tzu's soldiers are all gone, what kind of shame do I, the brigade commander, have!"

The deputy brigade commander shouted: "Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, brigade!" Let's go! ”

Before the words fell, a volley of bullets suddenly struck, and the deputy brigade commander was beaten into a sieve by the crooked machine gun of the little devil.

Seeing that the deputy brigade commander who had been fighting side by side with him for many years was killed, Brigade Commander Zhu's eyes suddenly became even more red: "Deputy brigade! You wait for me, and I'll be with you soon! See you at the Yama Palace! ”

Glancing at the grizzled medical soldiers, Brigade Commander Zhu, who was leaning behind a bunker, shouted, "Wu Xueshan, this brigade commander now orders you to return to the city for me immediately."

Shaking his head heavily, Wu Xueshan shouted: "No, I want to fight with the brigade to the end, if the brigade seat doesn't leave, I won't leave!"

With a solemn face, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted: "It doesn't matter if I'm dead!" You are a top student of Jinling University, you have to live, and you have to save thousands of Chinese. ”

Wu Xueshan still shook his head, not moving at all.

Reaching out and taking out a Browning pistol, Brigade Commander Zhu roared and scolded: "Damn, you can't go, you can't go, if you don't go, Lao Tzu will collapse you!"

Unmoved at all, Wu Xueshan shouted: "Luzao, you have to go together, you have to die together!"

Seeing that the devils in front of the position were getting closer and closer, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted again: "Go!" If you don't leave, the little devils will surround you! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a smoky pumpkin grenade flew in from outside the bunker.

Wu Xueshan didn't say a word, and without hesitation, he pounced on the snorting pumpkin grenade.

bong！

Wu Xueshan was blown upside down by the air wave, and his whole body was bruised by shrapnel.

Raising his head suddenly, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted sadly: "Wu Xueshan, you don't listen to what the hell I say!"

Silently taking a bundle of cluster grenades from a fallen soldier, Brigade Commander Zhu followed the trench to the position of the seriously wounded.

Seeing Brigade Commander Zhu coming over with a cluster grenade, more than a dozen seriously wounded people struggled to sit up straight.

Brigade Commander Zhu shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't move, just sit like this!"

A platoon commander whose lungs had been pierced by a bullet shouted: "Brigade seat, we are not afraid of death!" Hurry up! Just leave us the grenades! ”

With a smile on his face, Brigade Commander Zhu said with a straight face: "Go!" Do you think I, Zhu, am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Today, I, Zhu, can't stand all the brothers, it's all me, the brigade commander, who is incompetent to lead the troops, and I can't lead you out of the encirclement! But I will definitely accompany you until the last moment! ”

More than a dozen seriously wounded people were immediately moved to tears.

One of the warriors with his broken hands shouted, "Brigade, we have killed so many devils, and we have earned enough." We don't blame you, you are a good sir, we can fight with you in this life, it's worth it! Brothers, do you say? ”

More than a dozen seriously wounded echoed in unison: "Yes!"

Brigade Commander Zhu is a good commander and an iron-blooded soldier who stands up to the sky, and it can be regarded as a great honor for the brothers to meet such a peak in their military careers, and they have no regrets when they die.

A volley of bullets hit the bunker, and an old squad leader whose legs were blown off shouted: "Brigade seat, the devil is coming up, let's do something at this last moment!"

Hesitating slightly, Brigade Commander Zhu shouted, "Then let's sing!" Sing the theme song of the movie "Children of the Storm"! ”

Holding all the glorious bullets in their hands, more than a dozen seriously wounded people responded in unison: "Yes!"

Then, amid the rumbling gunfire, a burst of enthusiastic singing slowly floated from the trenches of the 262nd Brigade towards the devils who had broken through the position.

Get up! People who don't want to be slaves!

Build a new Great Wall of our flesh and blood!

The Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous time, and everyone is forced to let out the last roar!

……

Advance! Advance! Enter!

As soon as a song was sung, the devil infantry with bright bayonets surrounded them.

Sacrifice your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home.

A group of seriously injured people were as fearless as Brigade Commander Zhu, and suddenly lit the fuse in their hands.

Boom Boom Boom!

With a deafening explosion, the heroes who defended the city of Nanjing eliminated the last dozen little devils for the motherland before they died.