Chapter 4 would rather see the veteran cry than the veteran laugh

"Dog, put on your clothes." Zhou Weiguo picked up the dog's clothes, helped him put them on, and then turned his head to look at everyone present, "Nanjing City is yours, ours, and countless of us Chinese." The big brother was right just now, the only way to treat devils is to use guns and dogs, and when the devils come up for a while, you must give the little devil a great taste! Then find a way to break through. ”

Don't look at Zhou Weiguo is just a platoon commander, sometimes it still plays a certain role, such as now, although everyone is not very convinced, but they have not clearly expressed their opposition, so after Zhou Weiguo's words, they dispersed and continued their previous affairs.

A moment's work.

After Zhou Weiguo finished saying that, in just a moment's time, the devil launched an attack again, and a terrible cry suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield, "It's not good, the devil of the dog day has come up again?" ”

One word.

made everyone's faces change instantly except Zhou Weiguo. The devil is powerful, they know it, and they have learned it, except for the powerful fire support, the little devil's marksmanship is not bad, in the battle just now, several people on their side died tragically under the devil's gun.

I can't help it.

Everyone present, except for Zhou Weiguo, couldn't help but have a strange smile on their faces.

There is an old saying that it is better to see a veteran cry than to meet a veteran to laugh.

Once the veteran responds with a smile, then this battle will definitely be a tragic battle in which one in ten will not survive, or even the whole army will be wiped out.

The bald man seemed to know this, turned around, looked at his sister, and said reluctantly: "Girl, listen to my brother's advice, we will drag the devil here for a while, you quickly escape along this small alley, run as far as you want, no matter what happens to us here, don't come back." ”

The young girl smiled miserably, "Brother, this is our home, the beautiful home we live on, and now the jackal is here, the jackal who robbed our home is here, how can we, as the masters, escape there?" ”

"Girl, don't be rash, while the little devil hasn't launched an attack yet, while we can still hold off the devil, let's run away quickly, otherwise we won't be able to escape if we want to escape for a while." An old man who was a little older, while loading his rifle with bullets, said to the young girl: "This is the battlefield, it is our man's business, you should run away quickly." ”

The girl shook her head, "Now the whole city of Nanjing is crying, as a son and daughter of Nanjing City, how can I escape there, besides, now that the city is full of devils, where can I escape?" Instead of fleeing like a dog, it is better to fight like a wolf. ”

"Why are you doing that?" The old man couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the young girl was reluctant to escape, and then fell into tears in his eyes, "If Xiaofen doesn't die, it is estimated that she will be as stubborn as you, damn devil, I will be your ancestor ......for eight lifetimes." ”

Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Weiguo, only to see Zhou Weiguo's body crawling on top of the collapsed wall, looking at the devil who was about to move not far away, and yelled, "Everyone is ready to fight." ”

Don't look down on these people who look down on Zhou Weiguo, and look down on people like Zhou Weiguo who are dressed in Jun clothes, but after Zhou Weiguo's order, they all pulled the bolt of the gun according to their words, loaded the bullet of the rifle in their hand, and then aimed at the devil not far away.

Zhou Weiguo's current position is located in a private house in the west of Nanjing City, due to the bombardment of devil shells, many surrounding rooms have collapsed, so that a natural position has also been formed, just now they relied on the familiar position and position, repelled several devil attacks.

In a word.

Although Zhou Weiguo has few people, they have a certain geographical advantage, and there are many devils, but they are not much more than them, about the appearance of a team.

It is precisely because of this that Zhou Weiguo and the others were able to fight a battle with the devil that was on par with each other's casualties.

The reason for this.

The main reason is that the devils are a little light on the enemy, and they don't take Zhou Weiguo and their remnants in their eyes, maybe in the eyes of the devils, they are only tens of thousands of people, and they are stunned to capture the city of Nanjing, which is defended by tens of thousands of troops. Even though there were some remnants of the rout with guns in Nanjing City at this time who had no time to escape, they were not afraid, as if they could annihilate these remnants who had no time to flee in one fell swoop as long as they charged.

Secondly.

It's a matter of face.

The devil obviously knew that the remnants of the army in front of him would be difficult to deal with, but out of face problems, he would rather grit his teeth and suffer than call for support, and even when necessary, the devil took the initiative to refuse the support proposed by his peers.

You must know that whether it is the Northeast, or North China, or Jiangnan, the devils have always defeated the defending national army with less to more, and in the eyes of the captain of the devil's squad, as long as he is launching a charge, he can easily trample the remnants of the enemy on the opposite side like crushing an ant.

Shame is to be washed away with the blood of the enemy.

In light of this.

The captain of the devil squad was only one or two, and he refused the support of his peers in the second and third, and replied to the relevant inquiries above in the name that he was clearing out the remnants of the enemy and was about to wipe them all out.

To sum up, it was only Zhou Weiguo and the devil who barely had a draw, otherwise Zhou Weiguo and they would have died as they deserved.

"Platoon commander, give." Seeing Zhou Weiguo leaning out from the gap, the dog immediately took out something from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhou Weiguo as if offering a treasure.

"Telescopes? Where did it come from? Zhou Weiguo took a look and found that what the dog handed him was actually a telescope.

Telescopes are also standard for officers, and with the rank of lieutenant Zhou Weiguo's platoon commander, he is not yet eligible for this.

Right now.

I unexpectedly enjoyed it from the dog's hands.

"Picked it up on the road." The dog replied.

M's.

Zhou Weiguo cursed in his heart, those who fled for their lives could even discard the binoculars, what else could not be discarded, no wonder the devil would easily occupy Nanjing City.

Scolding to scolding.

But Zhou Weiguo still settled his mood, used a telescope, and looked at the little devil not far away, and there was probably a devil in a squad on the opposite side, who was a little dissatisfied with the establishment.

The devil's squad is about 70 people, which is equivalent to a company of the national army, but in terms of firepower allocation, the devil's firepower configuration far exceeds that of the national army, and sometimes it is comparable to the firepower of a battalion of the national army.

The firepower is not insignificant.

In fact, the loss of Nanjing City also has a lot to do with the firepower allocation of China and Japan. Many of the troops defending the city, their soldiers are holding old sleeves, made in Hanyang, and the rifling of some guns is smoothed, but it is the old guns that have to be smoothed, and the soldiers of the national army cannot do one gun per person, and many people often use broadswords or spears to fight.

The collision between cold weapons and hot weapons naturally won the hot weapons, so the city of Nanjing was quickly lost.

The generals fled.

The soldier fled.

But countless compatriots, women and children in Nanjing City were thrown into the hands of devils, and the next was the inhumane Nanjing Massacre.

From the fall of Nanjing on December 13, 1937 to February 5, 1938, countless unjust souls wandered in the city of Nanjing.