Thinking of the devil's attack on the Nanjing position, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but have a headache.

Because if he wants to go to Nanjing, he will inevitably pass through those places, and he will definitely encounter devils, although he is not afraid, but this will delay time.

In this way, it is possible that he will not be able to go to Nanjing to find Li Xiaoling and take her away before the 13th.

[Historical information: The Nationalist Government has built two positions in the Nanjing area: along the line of Dasheng Pass, Niushoushan, Fangshan, Chunhua Town, Qinglong Mountain, Qixia Mountain to Wulong Mountain Fortress as the outer position of the internal guard line; With the Nanjing city wall as the inner outline, the ring city is surrounded by Yuhuatai, Xiaolingwei, Purple Mountain to the line of the fortress fort of Shogunate Mountain as the outer outline. The above constitutes a complex position. In the city, the Arctic Pavilion, Qingliang Mountain and other highlands are built as strong core strongholds. 】

Although Suzhou is more than 200 kilometers away from Nanjing, under normal circumstances, he can reach it in two days if he travels on his feet. But now it's the autumn of war, and there are little devils along the way, and the itinerary will definitely be greatly affected.

"It's better to have a map, so you can take a shortcut and avoid those little devils." Zhao Zilong muttered.

But where to find the map now?

It occurred to him that the devil officer should be able to carry a map.

But when Zhao Zilong thought that he hadn't killed that devil officer last night, he felt a little regretful. If you can kill each other and find the map, that's perfect.

However, there are no ifs in this world.

"There is a battle over there, it must be the devil and the national army fighting, it's better to look there, there must be a map." Listening to the vague sound of gunfire, Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up.

Looking up at the sky, it was still dark, and it was estimated that there were still two or three hours before dawn.

Feeling that his physical strength had fully recovered, Zhao Zilong immediately got up and cleaned up briefly, and rushed over listening to the direction of the gunshot.

Because he has a super sensing ability, it is very easy to travel at night as much as during the day.

The road was full of barren mountains and fields, and I didn't encounter anything. After walking for more than two hours, Zhao Zilong saw several mountains in front of him from a distance, and gunshots came from there.

At this time, the sky is a little bright, but the mountains in the morning mist are vague and cannot be seen clearly.

Shout! Shout!

Suddenly, two huge cannon shots rang out in the mountains.

Bang! Bang!

This was followed by two explosions that sounded like thunder.

"Huh?" Zhao Zilong frowned. Because he could hear these two sounds different from the previous cannonballs, which were grenadiers, and now they should be mortars.

"It seems that the devils have stepped up their attack, I wonder if those national-army can hold it?"

Wiping the sweat from his face, Zhao Zilong took out the kettle and drank two sips of water, and immediately quickened his pace and rushed over there.

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"Damn, all get up, all get up, the devil is going to charge again, give Lao Tzu a hard beating."

On a high mountain, Wang Zhong, who was hiding under the bomb crater, waited for the shells to stop, immediately jumped out and rushed to the edge of the improvised trench, waving his hand and shouting loudly to the soldiers who were still hiding the shells around him.

He reached out and took the Zhongzheng rifle in the hand of a sacrificial soldier next to him, immediately pulled the bolt and loaded it, aiming at a devil at the bottom of the mountain and shooting.

But the devil soldier was very cunning, he kept walking and crossing, and from time to time leaned towards a covered place, so Wang Zhong's shot was empty.

"Grandma, a little devil." Wang Zhong scolded in a low voice, and hurriedly pulled the bolt again.

At this time, other national troops also rushed to the trenches or bunkers, raising their guns and shooting at the devils.

But these devil soldiers were scattered very widely, and they were also doing tactical charges, and many bullets missed.

"Get closer, wait for the devil to get closer and then fight, don't waste bullets." When Wang Zhong saw it, he shouted again.

Wang Zhong was the commander of the third battalion of the 262nd Regiment of the 88th Division of the Nationalist Army, and participated in the Battle of Songhu. After receiving the order, he led his team to the defensive position of Chunhua Town, but when he passed by here last night, he encountered a squadron of devils.

Originally, the equipment of their battalion was not bad, and there were more people than the devils, but unfortunately half of them were recruits, and they had no combat experience at all, and the devils were strong, so they were almost beaten out of order at the beginning.

Fortunately, they seized the mountain later, so they were not defeated by the devils.

It was also because it was dark, so the devils did not attack again, but just surrounded them.

But at dawn, I don't know where the little devil got the two mortars, and after a few rounds of artillery fire, Wang Zhong's battalion suffered twenty or thirty casualties.

Looking at the soldiers who still had more than half a battalion left, Wang Zhong's heart was dripping blood. Staring at those devils, his eyes were red, and he hated to devour those enemies alive.

"Camp! The little devil touched the right side behind the mountain. At this time, a national-army with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes ran over.

Following the other party's fingers, Wang Zhong saw that in the open space where the devils were concentrated in the distance below the mountain, a group of devils who were waiting walked towards the woods on the right.

"! The little devil wants to sneak up from behind. Wang Zhong immediately ordered the man: "Zhang Long, you take a platoon, no matter what, you can't be rushed up by the devils." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Long answered, and immediately waved his hand to the soldiers to run towards the back mountain.

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When Zhao Zilong came to these mountains, he had heard at least three rounds of mortars. Now near the foot of the mountain, a dense burst of gunfire and shouting can be heard.

Sensing his surroundings, he knew that the battle was fiercest on a lonely mountain in front of him. After thinking about it, he decided to go around the back mountain.

It's just that when Zhao Zilong came to the right side of the mountain, he saw a person coming in front of him from a distance. When Dingqing looked at it, it turned out to be a devil with crutches.

Zhao Zilong wanted to hide and shoot a black gun, but when he accidentally saw the yellow military uniform he was wearing, he suddenly had an idea, so he walked over.

As soon as the devil saw someone appearing, he immediately picked up the 38 big cover, but when he saw that the person who came was also wearing the same military uniform, he let down his vigilance.

"Yaga!"

When Zhao Zilong approached, this devil scolded angrily.

Zhao Zilong frowned, his hands tightened, and when he looked at his eyes, he saw that this devil was staring at him.

"Private private, come here and help me back." The devil scolded angrily again.

Zhao Zilong was stunned for a moment before he understood.

He could see clearly that the epaulettes of this devil soldier were three stars with red edges, which was the rank of a senior soldier, and he was one star with red edges.

Seeing that this devil soldier with a foot wound was vicious to him, shouting and screaming, Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed a cold light.

He picked up the 38 big cover and walked over without saying a word.

"Yaga! Take it. This devil's superior soldier saw Zhao Zilong coming to him, handed over the rifle in his hand, and then waited for the other party to help him.

However, what was waiting for him was a right-handed knife of Zhao Zilong.

Click!

The devil's throat snapped.

He clasped his hands to his throat and looked at Zhao Zilong with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Mom, you baga!" Zhao Zilong scolded in a low voice, flew a kick, and kicked the opponent down. The devil's superior soldier struggled on the ground for a few moments and wouldn't move.

Hearing the bursts of machine guns coming from the front, Zhao Zilong did not delay any longer, he took the 38 big cover of the devil's superior soldier, carried the original rifle, and immediately ran over.

When he rushed to the mountainside and looked through the trees, he saw two groups of people shooting at each other two hundred meters away.

On one side, the devils attacked, and on the other side, soldiers in yellow-green coarse cloth uniforms defended.

Because the devil had a heavy machine gun at the rear and frantically strafing and covering, and the two machine gunners and other soldiers with crooked handles launched a charge, those national troops were crushed to death, and there was very little chance to counterattack.