"Its scope is broken?" The artillery sergeant glanced at Wang Zhong in surprise.

Wang Zhong immediately asked Zhang Hu: "There is something wrong with this cannon, can you hit it accurately?" ”

"No problem, the gun scope is broken, I can put the devil closer and fight." Zhang Hu nodded.

"Brother, can you send us this cannon?" Wang Zhong looked at the artillery sergeant again and asked earnestly.

The artillery sergeant was silent for a while, and finally put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth, took a hard breath, spewed it out, and replied: "If you send it, you will send it, anyway, it is your own brother." ”

"Still." His tone changed: "There are only three shells left." ”

-

When Sun Jian returned to the military headquarters, he saw Xiao Yushan, the commander of the Nanjing Military Police, leading a team of military policemen out.

"Commander Xiao, where are you going?" Sun Jian hurriedly greeted him.

"The 9th Division of the devils has captured the engineering school, and now they are attacking Guanghuamen under the cover of tank and artillery fire, and a small number of devils have broken into the city, so the garrison headquarters urgently transferred our military police to teach the reserve of the 2nd regiment to provide support."

Sun Jian frowned when he heard this.

"Brother Sun! Are you okay? Xiao Yushan asked with concern: "Have the people who assassinated you been caught?" ”

"I'm fine." Sun Jian shook his head and said, "Commander Xiao! Your men are on the hunt, and I heard that they killed two people and ran away with one, and these three people are devils. ”

"Devils?" Xiao Yushan's face changed.

"Yes, I'm also lucky, someone just found the devil in advance, so they saved me."

"Oh! Who is so powerful? ”

"His name is Zhao Zilong, and he is a soldier of the 88th Regiment of the 262nd Division."

"Zhao Zilong?" Xiao Yushan frowned slightly, his eyes rolled, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Is it the Zhao Zilong that the chairman asked us to verify?" ”

"Yes." Sun Jian nodded, and said, "This person is now guarding the Zhonghua Gate." He also told me about the problem of guarding Nanjing. ”

"Oh? What did he say? Xiao Yushan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"He said that our current troops and equipment, as well as those fortifications, are difficult to directly resist the attack of 200,000 devils, and he mentioned that we are not ready to arrange for the people to retreat."

"He's right, I've mentioned this to the garrison command. It seems that this person is a talent, and I will go and see it when I have the opportunity. ”

"What did Commander Tang say?"

He said that he would defend Nanjing to the death and never retreat. If you want to break the kettle and fight against the water, what can you say? Xiao Yushan sighed lightly.

"Yikes!" Sun Jian couldn't help covering his forehead and sighed.

"Okay, I'm going to Guanghuamen, and I'll talk about it when I have a chance. Brother Sun, take care! ”

"Take care!"

-

Zhonghua Gate Position.

Zhang Hu excitedly pulled the battle defense gun, turned around the position, and then found a hidden place, put the battle gun down, and shouted after comparing the gun position: "Brothers, help me get a few sandbags, cover the cannon body, and make a camouflage." ”

"Brother Xiaohu, this cannon has broken the scope, can you really hit accurately?" Wen Bin leaned over.

"Hmph, you don't understand." Zhang Hu glanced at it and didn't pay attention. He turned his face, closed his left eye, straightened his right arm, and gave his right thumb up to the distance.

"Brother Zhao, is this cannon the same as a gun? Your gun doesn't have binoculars, so you can hit the devil with your senses, right? Wen Bin was bored, so he had to ask Zhao Zilong.

"Well, with a telescope, you can hit the devil who is farther away, and if you don't, you can hit the devil closer." Zhao Zilong nodded and replied.

"Oh, then I see." Wen Bin's eyes lit up and said: "Brother Xiaohu said to the battalion commander before that you can put the devil closer to shoot accurately, just the same as the gun, right?" ”

Zhao Zilong thought for a while and replied: "I haven't shot a cannon, but I guess it should be like that." ”

"That's right!" At this time, Zhang Hu turned his head and asked with a smile: "Wen Bin, do you want to learn to fight?" ”

"Huh......?" After thinking about it very seriously, Wen Bin replied, "No, I still learn to shoot with Brother Zhao." ”

"Isn't it good to shoot guns?" Zhang Hu glared at each other strangely.

"What's the deal? You've only had three shells, and you're gone in a few hits. It's not cool enough for such a short time. Wen Bin straightened up and replied with some disdain.

"Cut!" Zhang Hu ignored it and continued to ask everyone to fill the sandbags.

About half an hour later, Zhang Hu, with the help of everyone, set up the battle defense gun on the position.

Zhao Zilong walked over and saw that in front of the shield of this battle defense gun, there were more than a dozen yellow-brown sandbags piled up, covering the body of the gun.

The slender barrel with a bowl mouth and round barrel protruded from between the sandbags and pointed silently to the other side of the moat bridge.

"The devil is coming!"

When Zhao Zilong and everyone were surrounding the battle defense artillery, they suddenly heard a shout in the distance.

"Take your seat, listen to my orders, and get ready for battle!" Wang Zhong immediately shouted loudly.

Everyone immediately dispersed, ran to their bunkers, hid, picked up their rifles, and poked their heads out to observe.

Zhao Zilong and Wen Bin ran to the bunker built with sandbags, he squatted up, looked up, and saw more than a dozen earthy yellow figures on the other side of the moat in the distance.

These devils are basically in groups of two, scattered relatively widely, and each group is ten to twenty meters apart.

Wen Bin pulled the bolt of the gun and asked, "Brother Zhao!" Where did these devils come from? ”

Zhao Zilong didn't speak, and Zhang Long, who was holding the Maqinke heavy machine gun, interjected: "The devil must have come from both sides of Yuhuatai." ”

"This is the devil's fire reconnaissance team, don't be nervous, don't shoot, be careful."

Wang Zhong said as he put the steel helmet on his head with a box cannon, and then scolded: "Damn, don't these devils have the guts?" What else is there to do in fire reconnaissance? The battle has already been fought to this extent, let's come together, there are only a few people, and the teeth are not enough to be stuffed. ”

The dozen or so devils kept jumping forward alternately, gradually approaching the moat.

When those devils were about five or six hundred meters away from the position, they suddenly stopped. They each found shelter and hid behind the broken walls, or on the rocks and gravel.

Wen Bin asked strangely: "It's so far, we can't hit it, and they can't hit us, what are you doing there?" ”

Zhao Zilong narrowed his glasses and shook his head, he also guessed the intention of not being a devil.

"Brother, shoot him."

At this time, Wang Zhong bent down and touched this side and patted Zhao Zilong's shoulder.

"Okay." Zhao Zilong nodded.

He took the binoculars out of his backpack and mounted them on the Zhongzheng rifle.

Then, Zhao Zilong squatted down, raised his rifle and put it on the sandbag, and watched the movements of those devils through the binoculars.

In this eight-fold telescope, every movement and stillness of those devils can be seen.

Which one to hit first? Zhao Zilong turned the muzzle of the gun back and forth between those devils, looking for it.

"Brother, have you found the captain of the devil officer squad or something, hit him."

Wang Zhong found that Zhao Zilong was a little hesitant, and reminded him in the back.

Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up, and he quickly locked on to a target.