On the evening of 5 October, after a day of arduous training, all the members of the new regiment had a not sumptuous dinner with Yang Ronghui and the soldiers of the teaching team.

After dinner, under the send-off of all the brothers of the new group, Yang Ronghui took several brothers from the teaching team to go down the Purple Mountain.

"Head Yang, brothers, please stay!"

Walking to the side of the mountain down, Yang Ronghui turned to Yang Yun and the soldiers of the new regiment and said.

"Captain Yang, the conditions of our station are not good, and we have not been able to treat you and the brothers of the teaching team well, if there is a chance in the future, we will definitely make up for it!"

"Good! I'm waiting for that day! ”

After speaking, Yang Ronghui waved his hand, and then, turned to qì chē, pulled the car door, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The rest of the brothers of the teaching team, after saying goodbye to the brothers of the new regiment one by one, also turned around and climbed into the back compartment of the military qì chē, while the deputy captain Xiao Liu opened the door and turned over and got into the driver's seat.

Watching the military qì chē ride of the brothers of the teaching team sail away, until it was drowned in the twilight night, Yang Yun turned around and led the brothers towards the mountain.

After a day of hard training, all the brothers were too tired, so Yang Yun only gave them an ideological mobilization and tactical explanation in the evening, and did not practice other subjects.

At the end of the day, except for the brothers who were standing guard routinely and still sticking to their posts, the rest of the brothers all went to rest.

However, the lights were still on at the headquarters of the new regiment, and under the dim oil lamp, Yang Yun was still studying the military map, thinking about the specific route that the little devils might attack, especially the Purple Mountain that their new regiment was responsible for defending.

It was already the depths of winter, and Yang Yun's physique was still shivering from time to time from the cold, although there was a charcoal fire in the house, it didn't seem to have much effect.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the door of the headquarters room was suddenly pushed open, and then a person walked in from the outside, although the movement of the person was very light, but it was accompanied by a light breeze, blowing the flame of the oil lamp on the table for a while, and it seemed to be about to be extinguished, but finally it stood firm.

Yang Yun may have expected it, and he didn't even look up, but continued to look down and study the map.

"Done?"

Yang Yun asked at the visitor.

"Hmm!"

"Then you can go and rest too."

"But Tuanza, it's so late, you should also rest."

"yes, I know."

"Alright then,"

People come quickly, they go quickly, they come very lightly, they go very lightly, and at the end, they finally re-close the door of the headquarters.

Yang Yun is also flesh and blood, not an iron man, so he will also be tired.

But who made him the head of the new regiment? He must be responsible for all the brothers of the new regiment.

In order to alleviate the fatigue, he took out another cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, held it in his hand, paused on the table, and then put it in his mouth, lit the fire, took a deep breath, and spit it out again, feeling refreshed......

The next day, the training was as usual, it was still based on marksmanship, as for tactics, no matter how much they said, it was almost the same as talking on paper, and Yang Yun didn't want to talk too much, otherwise, the brothers wouldn't be able to accept it at once, but it would be counterproductive.

The days passed in training, and before I knew it, it was another two days.

On December 7, when the Japanese soldiers approached the city, Commander Matsui Ishine sent a letter from the air to persuade Tang Shengzhi to surrender. Tang Shengzhi ignored it and continued to order all troops to "do their best to hold on with the determination to live and die with the position, and never allow an inch of land to be abandoned." "The Japanese army's three-way offensive was like a bamboo, and the strategic points on the periphery of Nanjing fell one after another. Soon the Japanese broke through the first-line defensive positions on the outskirts of Nanjing.

On December 9, the Japanese army entered the city of Nanjing, and used planes to throw an ultimatum from the commander of the Japanese "Central China Front" Matsui Ishine to the Chinese defenders to persuade them to surrender. Tang Shengzhi, commander of the Nanjing garrison, ignored Matsui's ultimatum and issued an order on the same day as an order, "Wei Shen Zuo Zi No. 6" in reply. Trying to fight to the death in the spirit of "breaking the kettle and sinking the boat".

Sure enough, the spirit of Commander Tang lifted the hearts of all the Chinese soldiers and ignited the blood in their hearts.

Even if the little devil has thousands of troops, even if he has aircraft and artillery, with our full blood, at most he will die, so why be afraid?

On December 10, the Japanese army launched a general attack, and the Japanese army saw that the squadron refused to surrender, so they launched a full-scale attack on Yuhuatai, Tongjimen, Guanghuamen, Purple Mountain and other positions, and the battle was more fierce than on the 9th.

At the foot of the Purple Mountain, the little devil gathered two brigades of men and horses and once again launched a charge towards the position of the new regiment.

In the telescope, Yang Yun had already seen the movements of the little devil.

Seeing that the little devil was still trying to attack the Purple Mountain he was guarding, his eyes also showed undisguised murderous intent.

"It seems that yesterday did not teach you enough lessons!"

Putting down the binoculars, Yang Yun said to himself coldly.

"Tuanza, the little devil has entered the strike range of our field artillery, do you need to fire?"

"Wait!"

Yang Yun didn't reply, but replied to the person who reported it.

"Boom! Boom Boom! ”

However, as soon as Yang Yun's words fell, the little devil actually took the lead in firing, and he also used mountain artillery shelling.

At the same time as the cannon sounded, the frightened new group of brothers on the position hurriedly fell back into the trench.

And Yang Yun also calmly lay down, but there was not the slightest fear on his face, and there was a disdainful mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe! Are these little devils here to be funny? Use shelling so far away? Even if it can cause us some casualties, how useful is it? ”

Yes, there was still a distance of nearly two kilometers, and the captain of the Little Devil Wing, Itakura Yasutobu, gave the order to open fire.

In fact, the reason why he gave such an order was also a helpless move.

Because before yesterday, their wing had always been invincible and invincible in China, and yesterday, they still thought that the soldiers of China guarding the Purple Mountain were not to be feared.

Therefore, he didn't pay attention to the new regiment on the Purple Mountain at all, and took it for granted, so he sent a large group of men and horses to attack the Purple Mountain.

Itakura Yasushi thought that as long as his own side launched a charge, even if the Chinese army did not obediently put down and surrender, it would definitely flee in a hurry.

However, the reality was very different from what he thought, and instead of surrendering, the new group did not flee, but instead gave the little devil who came to attack the Purple Mountain a head-on blow.

The little devil was used to the previous battles, where did he think that the new group would dare to resist?

Suddenly anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his heart, but instead of choosing to retreat, he rushed forward in the face of a new group of artillery fire......