As soon as the battle began, it quickly entered the white heat.

There is no retreat on both sides of this battle, for the devils, they must retake Feicheng as soon as possible, otherwise after a long time, no one dares to guarantee what will happen, in case the Chinese destroy the arsenal, oil depot and grain warehouse, then even if they finally annihilate the Dameishan Independent Regiment, even if they take Feicheng back, it is equivalent to losing.

Because the Battle of Feicheng is not only related to the Battle of Feicheng itself, but also determines the final result of the Battle of Xuzhou!

For Dameishan and the puppet army, not to mention, this is their battle of fate, if you win, you will win a full house, and if you lose, you will lose a bottom.

Therefore, as soon as the two sides exchanged fire, it quickly entered a white heat.

Among them, the battlefield in the east of the city was the most tragic, in addition to the devils in the east of the city because of carelessness at the beginning, suffered a small loss, in the next battle, but they had the upper hand, which is not surprising, because the devils not only occupy the advantage of troops, but also have the advantage in firepower, and there are armored vehicles and tanks to help.

Up to now, the entire neighborhood near the East Gate has become a battlefield for repeated contention between the two sides, especially the battle for the East Gate Avenue is the most intense, around one of the T-shaped streets, the Chinese and Japanese armies are repeatedly fighting fiercely, and even broke out several small-scale white-knuckle battles, which shows how tragic the battle situation is.

The devil organized a charge and once again seized control of the T-junction.

Huang Zijie gathered the remnants of the retreating soldiers together, and when he counted them, he found that there were less than 50 people left in the two companies, and almost all of them were wounded.

One of the seriously wounded was cut in the stomach by shrapnel, and even his intestines flowed out.

But when the devil crushed him just now, he just stuffed his intestines into the hole, and then casually wrapped the wound with his armed belt, and threw himself into the battle again as if nothing happened.

Looking at the last remaining fifty or so remnants, Huang Zijie's heart was miserable.

These are all veterans who followed him all the way from Shanghai and Nanjing, the Battle of Songhu, the little devils bombed them with hundreds of large-caliber naval guns, they did not die, the defense of Nanjing, the little devils sent hundreds of bombers to bomb them, and they did not die, but today, they are afraid that it is difficult for them to escape this catastrophe.

Although the battle was cruel and the casualties were heavy, they could not stop, let alone turn around and run away, they had already escaped once when they were in Nanjing, but this time in Feicheng, they did not want to run away again! Just being a coward once has already made them remorseful, and if they are cowards again, they will never forgive themselves for the rest of their lives.

Huang Zijie unloaded the empty magazine from the box gun, then took out the bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the magazine one by one, and finally pressed the loaded magazine back into the chamber.

Seeing Huang Zijie pressing bullets into the chamber of the gun, the remaining more than 50 remnants immediately realized what he wanted to do, and immediately struggled to stand up one by one, and silently began to load bullets into the chamber one by one, even the seriously injured wounded man silently opened the screw caps of more than a dozen grenades one by one, and then twisted the fuse into a strand, and then tied all the dozen grenades to his chest, which was the rhythm of desperate with the devil.

"Brethren." Huang Zijie's cold gaze swept over the faces of more than fifty remnants one by one, and said in a deep voice, "The street intersection in front can't be lost, once the street intersection is lost, the devils can detour past from the left and right flanks, and intercept the back of the 1st Battalion and the 2nd Battalion, so that the entire defense line of our 3rd Regiment should collapse on the whole line." ”

The more than fifty remnants of the soldiers were all silent, and only heavy gasps could be heard clearly.

"So." Huang Zijie smiled miserably, and then said, "No matter what, we have to recapture that street entrance, we can't lose the face of the regular army, let alone let the New Fourth Army see our jokes, or that sentence, if the little devil wants to fight this, there is only one way to go, that is, step on the corpses of all the brothers of our 88th Division!" ”

More than 50 remnants of the soldiers looked miserable when they heard this, and it seemed that they really couldn't escape this catastrophe today.

Looking at the miserable look on the face of the remnant soldier, Huang Zijie's heart suddenly hurt to the bone marrow, if he had a choice, how could he be willing to take these veterans who had survived a hundred battles to die? But reality is reality after all, today is either the death of the little devils, or the death of the remnants of their 88th Division, fighting with the dogs!

"Brethren." Huang Zijie cheered up, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't forget that the regimental seat, the brigade seat, and the more than 9,000 brothers who died in Shanghai and Nanjing are all watching from the sky, do you remember what the brigade said?" Our 88th Division can be defeated, but it must not be defeated! Don't forget that our 88th Division is a Royal Forest Division! ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the more than fifty remnants finally became firm.

Huang Zijie took out a bayonet from his waist, pressed it on his sleeve and wiped it, and said in a cruel voice: "All, get on the bayonet!" ”

More than 50 remnants took out bayonets from the scabbard, silently stuck into the card slot, and then turned around and formed a formation along the alley, Huang Zijie looked up at the top of his head, only to see that the sky above his head was still dark and gloomy, and then lowered his head, Huang Zijie smiled at more than 50 remnants, and then held a bayonet in his left hand, and twenty box cannons in his right hand, turned around and rushed out of the alley.

"Kill!" It wasn't until he rushed out of the alley that Huang Zijie finally raised his head to the sky and let out a roar.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! More than fifty remnants of the soldiers immediately followed the hysterical roar, and then one by one, with their bayonets on their hands, rushed out of the small alley and pounced on the T-shaped street in front.

At the street corner ahead, the devil has realized that the Chinese will definitely fight back and is stepping up the construction of fortifications.

Seeing Huang Zijie leading more than 50 remnants of soldiers out of the alley, the devil soldiers at the corner of the street immediately threw away the sapper shovels in their hands, and instead picked up the 38 big cover and fell down on the bunker and opened fire violently, and the two crooked light machine guns erected on the circular barricade also opened fire fiercely, pouring raindrops of bullets onto the remnants of the 88th Division.

"Brothers, rush with me, rush, rush......" Huang Zijie roared continuously, while holding the twenty box guns and firing fiercely, a magazine was quickly finished, Huang Zijie threw the box cannon to the ground, and pulled out a bayonet from his waist, and then held a bayonet in each hand, and continued to roar angrily, "Kill, kill all the little devils, kill them all......"

......A dazzling tongue of fire suddenly swept from the front, but it was the Type 92 heavy machine gun that had malfunctioned on the devil's position that fired violently again, and the brilliant trajectory penetrated through Huang Zijie's head in an instant, and the remnants of the 88th Division who followed behind clearly saw that the entire skull of their company commander was blown away by the little devil's heavy machine gun bullets, and the blood rain was thrown all over the sky in an instant.

Huang Zijie lost consciousness in an instant, but his body was still driven by inertia, and he strode forward.

It wasn't until he ran out a dozen steps away that Huang Zijie's body finally fell to the ground, until he died, Huang Zijie was face to face and back to back, in the Nanjing battlefield, he never fulfilled the promise of a soldier, but in Feicheng, he finally did it! As a soldier, even if you die, you will die on the way to the charge!

Huang Zijie's death failed to break the fighting spirit of more than 50 remnants.

In fact, on the contrary, Huang Zijie's death inspired the fighting spirit of these remnants even more, instead of turning around and fleeing, they pounced more fiercely, and after paying more than half of the casualties, the remaining more than ten remnants finally broke into the devil's defensive position.

Immediately afterward, a fierce white-knuckle battle broke out between the two sides.

In white-knuckle warfare, less than 20 remnants of the 88th Division faced the siege of more than 50 devil soldiers on all sides, and they did not fall behind at all, often three devil soldiers stood in a T-shaped formation, but they could not fight a remnant of the 88th Division, and the remnants of the 88th Division usually only had one stab, and they would definitely be able to stab a devil soldier to death.

It is not surprising that these remnants are all veterans who crawled out of the pile of dead, and it is not for nothing that they can come back alive from the Songhu battlefield and the Nanjing battlefield! On the other hand, on the devil's side, except for a small half of the veterans, most of the rest are new recruits who have just come from China and have no actual combat experience.

In less than two minutes, the tragic white-knuckle battle ended, and more than 50 devils were all killed, but there were only three remnants of the 88th Division left, including the wounded man before, who was wounded in the white-knuckle battle just now, and this time he simply didn't bother to bandage it again, allowing the small intestine to overflow from the gap one by one.

The devils were unwilling to fail, and once again gathered their forces to launch a counterattack, and after a short artillery preparation, another squad of devils swooped down towards the street under the cover of a Vickers armored car.

There were only three remnants left on the side of the street, and they were no longer able to organize a decent resistance.

After a short exchange of fire, the devils broke into the street position again, and the two remnants were beaten into a bloody sieve by the heavy machine guns on the Vickers chariot, and finally only the seriously wounded man remained, and at the last moment he pulled a dozen grenades tied to his waist, and after the huge explosion, six or seven devils were killed on the spot.

The Vickers chariot was also knocked to the ground by the huge wave of air from the explosion.

A moment later, Tatani walked into the T-shaped street surrounded by more than a dozen devil officers and guards.

Looking at the bombing craters all over the ground and the corpses of the Chinese and Japanese armies layer upon layer, Tian Guji's face showed admiration for the first time.

"These Chinese are all real warriors, and they are worthy of the title of soldiers!" Tian Guji sighed with emotion, and then turned back to his adjutant and said, "After this battle is over, try to bury them as richly as possible, for the real warriors, the imperial army should not be desecrated." ”

"Hello." The adjutant nodded heavily, indicating that he had taken note.

"But now...... "But now," Tatani continued, "but we must destroy the Shina army on both sides of Dongmen Street as soon as possible, we have not much time left, we must occupy the eastern block of the city as soon as possible, and then recapture the arsenal before the Shina people react." ”