Yuhuatai, a commanding height in the south of Nanjing, is a battleground for soldiers of all dynasties.

The Eastern Jin Dynasty Yuzhang Taishou Meiyi once resisted foreign invasion here, and Yue Fei of the Southern Song Dynasty once attacked the Jin soldiers here, and today, the heroic sons and daughters of the Chinese nation have started the "capital defense war" against the Japanese invaders here.

This is destined to be a battle with a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and the enemy. Garrisoned in Yuhuatai was the 88th Division, which had just retreated from the Songhu battlefield, and there were only more than 6,000 people left in the entire division, and all heavy weapons were lost, and only a small number of mortars and four 75-caliber mountain guns were left in the whole division, while the 6th Division and the 114th Division of the Japanese army attacked Yuhuatai, with a total strength of more than 40,000 people, hundreds of large and small artillery, and a large number of armored combat vehicles and tanks, but hundreds of planes were mobilized at any time for air support.

It is also destined to be a heroic and tenacious battle. As early as the beginning of the battle, all the officers and men of the 88th Division were determined to repay the country with their deaths, and would rather be ghosts who died in battle than slaves to the country.

The Yuhuatai defense line is seven miles long, the left flank is the Andemen position, the right flank is the Zengjiamen position, Liao Heiniu took Li Siwei straight to the central defense line, and the fat regiment commander held a meeting there.

The fat head was very happy to see Li Siwei, and patted him on the shoulder very enthusiastically, "Li Cannon, you can be a doll, you are not dead like this." ”

Li Siwei hurriedly saluted, "Report to the head of the regiment, I still have to follow you to fight devils." ”

"Okay," the fat head looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "It's not wasted yet, let's go, Lao Tzu will take you to meet the two young heroes." ”

The young heroes mentioned by the fat regiment commander are Brigade Commander Zhu of the 262nd Brigade and Brigade Commander Gao of the 264th Brigade.

Brigade Commander Zhu is only in his thirties, and Sven is handsome and heroic; Brigade Commander Gao is less than forty, tall and resolute...... When Li Siwei saw it, he secretly admired that such a character can also be called a young hero, from Songhu to Nanjing, it was a bloody battle, and he was already a major general and brigade commander at a young age.

Brigade Commander Zhu was also slightly surprised when he learned that Li Siwei was the one who led people to blow up the devil transport convoy, and praised: "The little brother is brave and strategic, and he has done a good job." ”

Brigade Commander Gao also praised: "You contributed a lot to that battle." ”

Li Siwei hurriedly said humbly: "It's all brothers who sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths, but it's me...... Gou survived. ”

The fat regiment leader hurriedly smiled: "Cannon, what are you talking about?" Is it bad to be alive? Only by staying alive can we continue to fight devils! The brothers are all good, and so are you, kid. ”

"Yes, yes," in the bunker, a group of officers of all sizes nodded again and again, it is a good thing to be alive, and only by living can we continue to fight devils.

The two brigade commanders were discussing things, and at least the staff officers present were staff officers with the rank of lieutenant colonel, Li Siwei and Liao Heiniu were not good at waiting, and hurriedly left.

Brigade Commander Gao suddenly stopped him, "Battalion Commander Li, can you also listen to it and see if you have any good suggestions?" ”

It turned out that they were discussing the position of the night attack devils......

Li Siwei sighed secretly after hearing this, and hesitated: "At this time, the devil must have been prepared, and I am afraid that the night attack will not have any effect." ”

Everyone frowned when they heard this.

"Yes," a staff officer nodded, "we counterattacked three times today, but none of them achieved any results, after all, the difference in strength is too great. ”

Li Siwei was secretly frightened, under such circumstances, they even organized a counteroffensive...... The combat power of the 88th Division is really strong!

Everyone was silent, and after a long time, Brigade Commander Zhu said: "When the battle is fought to this point, there is no other way, rather than sit and wait for death, it is better to give it a go...... As long as the artillery positions of the devils are removed, the brothers will be able to hold on for a few more days, otherwise...... In two days at most, Yuhuatai will fall into the hands of little devils. ”

Brigade Commander Gao also nodded, "Brigade Commander Zhu is right, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we should fight to the death, as for ...... Whether it succeeds or not, we can only do our best to obey the destiny of heaven. ”

After a day of fierce fighting, the remaining troops in the Yuhuatai position were less than 4,000, and the two brigade commanders selected 2,000 elites from them to form a death squad.

After all, Li Siwei and Fat Regiment Commander and others were not from the 88th Division, so such a dangerous task naturally would not be their turn, but the Andemen position they were stationed at was the place where the death squad set off.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, one by one the solemn-looking soldiers jumped out of the trench and sneaked towards the devil's position under the cover of night.

Watching them disappear into the darkness, Li Siwei was a little sad, these are all the elite of the national army...... After this battle, I wonder how many people will survive?

Li Siwei looked at the brothers around him, there were not many people he could know, the fat head of the group, Liao Heiniu, Yao Fatzi, and Mi Mouse......

"Cannon, your doll is still alive," Yao Fatzi smiled at him, "I heard about your doll, good job." ”

"Well," Li Siwei smiled at him, "You're still alive, I still owe you an egg." ”

"Hehe," Yao Fatzi smiled, "When Lao Tzu retreated from Tangshan Town, he carried the marching pot on his back, and the pot was broken by the little devil, Lao Tzu is fine...... That egg will be returned to Lao Tzu when it returns to Jiangcheng. ”

"Yes," Li Siwei smiled and nodded, "As long as you go back, Lao Tzu will return you a basket." ”

"What are you two turtle sons thinking?" Mi Mouse laughed and scolded on the side: "Let's think about how to get out alive first." ”

Li Siwei smiled when he heard this: "Resign yourself to fate, in fact, it's not bad to die here, Yuhuatai is a treasure of feng shui." At this moment, he was really tired, and instead of facing the tragedy in Nanjing, he would rather fight with the devil in this Yuhuatai to the end.

"Bang" a gunshot, that was the signal, the death squad was spotted and needed cover, and the heavy machine guns on the position roared.

It turned out that during the day, the 88th Division fought the devils three times to counterattack, and the elite division of Rao is as strong as a devil was also frightened by them, so the little devils took advantage of the gap in rest to pull up barbed wire in front of the position and set up obstacles, fearing that the national army would raid at night.

At this time, the death squad was still about fifty meters away from the devil's position, and it was blocked by these barbed wire and obstacles, so it had to attack hard.

Under the cover of heavy machine guns, the national army tried to move forward, but the firepower of the devils was no worse than theirs, and of course an attack had no effect.

As soon as Brigade Commander Zhu who led the team gave an order, the death squad threw grenades, and the "Huhu ......" grenades smashed overwhelmingly on the little devil's position, "Bang...... Boom, "The fire flickered on the devil's position, the explosion was deafening, and the smoke of gunpowder spread out, causing the devil to cry wolf for a while!"

After all, there was a huge disparity in strength, and the little devil's grenade flew out quickly, and the black pressure was like a swarm of bats and pounced in a daze...... In this way, the two armies were separated by less than 50 meters, and they threw grenades at each other, and for a time the stumps and broken arms flew sideways, and the mountains shook the ground...... The brothers of the national army on the mountain only saw the flames under the mountain, and the explosion sounded like muffled thunder, and they were anxious but could not help.

The artillery on the "bang......" position also roared angrily, in exchange for more fierce artillery fire from the little devils.

In this way, a fierce battle started on the position of Andemen, and at this time Li Siwei really realized the tragedy of the defense of Yuhuatai: the devil relied on the absolute superiority of the number of artillery to completely suppress the artillery fire of the national army, and the entire Andemen position was instantly covered by artillery fire, and the brothers on the position had no power to fight back......

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, the sound of artillery gradually stopped, the gunfire also thinned out, and the survivors of the death squad supported each other and fled back to their positions.

"Damn, the little devil was prepared," a major officer rolled into the trench with a soldier who had been injured in the leg, and scolded in frustration: "I would have brought more grenades if I knew ......"

Li Siwei couldn't imagine how tragic that close-range grenade battle was, he only knew that there were 2,000 brothers when he went, and less than 600 came back alive, and all of them were wounded...... And the fire on the little devil's position has not been extinguished for a long time.

Brigade Commander Zhu jumped into the trench and said to Brigade Commander Gao with some disappointment: "This is the only chance, but it's a pity that ......"

Brigade Commander Gao looked solemn, but he was still relieved: "Brother Xinmin, you have done your best, and you are worthy of the party-state...... Hurry up and rest, the little devil will come to retaliate at any time, I have to go to the Zeng family position. ”

The little devil's revenge came quickly and violently.

At dawn, more than 100 planes arrived over Andemen and continued to bomb for more than ten minutes, and then the little devils poured up like a tide under the cover of chariots and tanks.

The earth is trembling, Yuhuatai is crying, and the heroic soldiers of the national army are roaring...... The position was stained red by the blood of the soldiers of the national army, and it was scorched black by the artillery fire of the devils.

The smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the battle lasted from morning to noon, from noon to dusk, and the devil's attack never stopped for a moment...... The devil's reinforcements are endless, but the 262nd Brigade has no reinforcements and no supplies.

At the beginning of the night, when the battle was resting, Brigade Commander Zhu ordered the two boxes of grenades to be unscrewed, strung together, and placed in the trenches of the front-line positions......

The flares of the "bang ......" devils rose into the sky, shining brightly, illuminating Andemen as if it were day, "squeaking, squeaking, ......", and the tanks slowly drove up towards the Andemen position, and the guns and cannons rang out like rain.

"Withdraw," Brigade Commander Zhu gave the order, and the remaining four or five hundred soldiers retreated to the second-line position.

As soon as the devils saw that the resistance of the national army was a little weak, they were all in good spirits, and after two days of hard fighting, did the Chinese army on the opposite side finally not be able to hold on? The infantry of the little devils crossed the chariot and rushed to the front line with a roar. But before they could rejoice, they heard a shout, "I'd rather be a ghost who died in battle than a slave who died in the country." ”

The voice was shouted by several wounded soldiers in the trenches, who had already drawn the fuse of the grenade in their hands...... The little devil who rushed up was frightened, but it was too late.

The "booming ......" flashed with firelight, gunpowder smoke rose, and the sound of explosions resounded through Yuhuatai...... The little devil who just rushed to the trench became a real devil!

"Kill, ......" Brigade Commander Zhu shouted, and took the lead in rushing over, and before the remnants of the devils had time to rejoice, they made the ghost of the gun again.

The battle continued, the two armies repeatedly fought for the first-line position, and finally when the morning light was slightly exposed, the devil gained a foothold on the first-line position, and the officers and men of the 262nd Brigade had to retreat to the second-line position.

The devils drove up to the first line of positions in a steady stream, and then launched a charge to the second line positions.

In the second-line position, the strength of the national army was less than 300.

Brigade Commander Zhu's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, martyrdom should be today!" I'd rather be a ghost who died in battle than a slave who died in the country! ”

"I'd rather be a ghost who died in battle than a slave who died in the country!" The shout sign resounded through Yuhuatai.

A soldier hurriedly came to report: "Brigade commander, the 82nd Heights have been lost, and all the brothers of the 2nd Battalion have been martyred!" ”

"Okay," Brigade Commander Zhu praised, "Chen Binsheng is good, and the brothers of the second battalion are also good." ”

The second battalion was ordered to defend the 82 heights, and after three days of hard fighting, it finally fell under the encirclement of the devils, and more than 500 officers and soldiers of the battalion, from Chen Bin to below, all died in battle.

The battle started again, this time, the little devil did not send infantry to attack, as soon as it came up, endless artillery fire bombarded the second-line position, and the little devil also suffered heavy casualties in these two days of hard fighting, and had to use this method to reduce their casualties...... At this time, they occupied a front-line position, and the artillery was more handy.

Li Siwei kept putting the gun, this is a formal rifle, the Sichuan army is rare and has the same weapon as a treasure on weekdays, but it looks so powerless in the face of the devil's artillery fire!

There was a loud "boom", Li Siwei was shocked, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the rice mouse and Yao Fatzi were blown away...... Li Siwei felt a chill in his heart, but he saw that the fat regiment commander was hit by a cannonball again, and there were no bones left in the smoke!

"Fat brother ......" Liao Heiniu screamed and pounced, holding desperately with both hands, but he couldn't catch anything, only the smoke and churning dust, "Fat brother ......" Liao Heiniu exchanged tears and shouted heartbreakingly......

"Ah......" Li Siwei leaned softly against the wall of the trench, his anger burning wildly in his heart, but ...... Manpower seems so small at this time, how can manpower stop the exploding bombs, and how can flesh and blood block the devil's artillery?

"Shhhh......h......h

Li Siwei gritted his teeth, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he pounced and pushed Liao Heiniu aside.

"Bang", the bomb exploded, Li Siwei was lifted into the air, smashed to the ground again, and fell into the scorched earth...... Li Siwei moved with difficulty, feeling like his whole body was falling apart, and it hurt so much!

Liao Heiniu staggered, stabilized his body, and when he looked back and saw this scene, he was stunned all of a sudden......

"Shhhh......h......h

"Ahem......" Li Siwei coughed up a mouthful of blood and squeezed out a smile with difficulty, "Old ...... Father...... Still...... Didn't die......"

"Bang...... Boom, "the shells exploded not far away, and the heat wave was overwhelming."

"Okay, okay, it's good if you're not dead...... Liao Heiniu picked up Li Siwei and rushed out of the trench, running to the central position without looking back...... At this time, he just wanted to save Li Siwei.

Li Siwei turned his head with difficulty, and saw that the dense shells fell into the trench, and the flames and smoke instantly swallowed up the brothers who were still resisting stubbornly...... Li Siwei closed his eyes tightly, two lines of tears slipped silently, and he seemed to be able to hear the cries of the brothers, "I'd rather be a ghost who died in battle than a slave who died in the country"!