The shelling stopped for a while, and the sky was again densely packed with planes.

Although there were corpses of Japanese soldiers left in the open space in front of the city gate, there were still little devils hiding in the pile of corpses from time to time to release cold guns. A shot is followed by a hapless man who snorts and collapses on the tower. Then the location where the gunfire came from would invite a wave of retaliation from the machine gunners of the 4th Battalion, who had taken over the defense of the 2nd Battalion, and this situation was repeated. As a result, the machine guns of the fourth battalion have not stopped much, and Sun Yumin really wants to remind the commander of the fourth battalion that the machine guns cannot be used like this. But seeing that the two regiment commanders in front of him didn't speak, it was even more difficult for him to say this.

Sun Yumin had to find an excuse to get out of the bunker and ask a soldier who temporarily served as his messenger to inform Zhou Hainan, Li Tiedan and Zhou Hong, ready to support this side at any time. He also asked another soldier to return to the battalion station, and let Liu Wenzhi's first company and Zhang Xiaohu's second company, which had withdrawn, rest in the positions of the third company and the fourth company, and replace them at any time.

In the morning battle, more than 300 people were killed and wounded in the machine gun platoon of the first and second companies and the battalion headquarters, and the formation was directly disabled. There were less than 200 men left to fight, including some lightly wounded.

Sun Yumin didn't want to mobilize them, but when he saw the four battalions that didn't know how to fight at all, and the military police regiment that had never been on the battlefield, he didn't have any confidence.

In addition, the commander of the artillery regiment who was commanding the troops was the commander of the artillery regiment and the commander of the military police regiment belonging to the reserve local troops, so Sun Yumin could only make preparations by himself.

The pillbox under the city gate still has not been recaptured, and the commander of the military police originally thought that it would not be too difficult to defeat the No. 100 devil who was advancing alone, but he was crippled by two companies, and still did not hurt anyone at all.

This made the head of the gendarmerie regiment a little embarrassed, and when he wanted to send troops to rob again, he was stopped by Commander Xie.

The bombers in the sky flew much lower than the morning batch. There were no planes in the air to intercept them, and there was no anti-aircraft artillery fire on the ground, which made the Japanese pilots very arrogant.

One bomb after another was thrown out of the belly of the plane, and when it fell to the ground, a ball of fire rose up, and it burned bigger and harder.

From the Purple Mountain to Yuhuatai, the frontal positions of the national army burned one after another, and countless soldiers turned into burning men and screamed in the flames.

The foul smell of burnt flesh in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and this smell is very unpleasant. The Guanghua Gate Gate Tower was also hit by napalm, Sun Yumin pulled the head of the Xie regiment out of the fortification before the bomb landed, and when the two ran to the side of the stairs, a flame had already enveloped the entire city gate tower, and the pumpkin bunker was silent in the raging fire, and there was no sound in the shooting hole that was still spitting out tongues of fire. The commander of the gendarmerie regiment did not run out, and neither did the commander of the fourth battalion.

Because the planes flew low and the hit rate of the bombs was extremely high, the entire frontal position seemed to be burned red.

Where had the officers and men of the Fourth Battalion and the Military Police Regiment on the wall of Guanghuamen ever seen such a scene, many soldiers on fire jumped into the moat, they did not know that the little water in the moat was not enough to save their lives.

The gendarmerie regiment is finished, and so is the fourth battalion. Xie Chengrui only felt that his legs were weak, and he stumbled on the stairs and fell down the city tower with Sun Yumin.

Although the city tower is not high, this fall still threw Sun Yumin into the clouds. He sat on the ground and looked around for the whereabouts of Captain Xie. I saw that the prefect who had pulled him off the wall was lying on the edge of a crater, and the man was still unconscious.

Sun Yumin wanted to get up from the ground and push the ground hard, but he felt a heart-piercing pain in his left hand, which made Sun Yumin's eyes black, and bean-sized sweat droplets came out of his forehead.

Sun Yumin changed his right hand to support the ground and stood up. Only then did it turn out that the left arm joint had been dislocated. When I fell, my bones were slightly misaligned, but when I got up, I used too much force, and my entire joint was dislocated.

The pain is worse than a broken bone.

Sun Yumin endured the great pain and walked to the side of Head Xie, trying to wake him up, but among the people who pinched him a few times in a row, he still lay on the ground and did not respond.

From time to time, there are fire people on the city wall who are on fire, and the deafening sound of artillery fire and the screams of the soldiers compose a requiem, which makes people feel frightened.

The machine guns on the city wall began to fire, and the thick rhythmic and metallic cry of the Makqin heavy machine gun pulled Sun Yumin back to reality from the pain.

The sparse sound of rifles on the ramparts reached his ears, allowing him to judge the number of defenders well.

Sun Yumin sighed that more than 1,000 people from the Fourth Battalion and the Military Police Regiment had died in the bombing just now.

From the time they entered the position to the present, it was absolutely not more than three hours.

He didn't know if the remnants of his company and company had reached the second line of defense now, and if not, he was ready to give up the outer city. Even the outer castle was extremely important to the defense line of the national army in the southern city. If he has already arrived, he will personally lead three or four companies to take over the castle tower and the city wall defense line.

When he saw Li Tiedan running over with the people of the third company, Sun Yumin breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked two soldiers of the third company to carry Commander Xie to the fortifications of the inner city defense line, and rushed to the city tower with the third company and Zhou Hong's fourth company.

The wooden structure on the castle tower had been burned and collapsed, and there was still a sea of fire on the city wall, the gasoline bombs were so powerful that everything that could be burned on the city wall had been burned all over again, and the whole position was full of charred soldiers' corpses, some of which were still on fire. Many new soldiers in the third and fourth companies watched this seeping scene, smelled this disgusting and pungent smell, and couldn't stand it, and vomited down while holding on to the city wall bricks.

They did not realize that they had become the target of the Japanese soldiers who were besieging the city outside the city walls.

Several new fighters were shot in the head in an instant, and in the dragged and scolded by veterans and officers, these fighters realized that they were on the battlefield.

The moat was piled up with the corpses of the Nationalists who had jumped from the city walls.

The river water, which could only reach no knees, has long since lost the shadow of the water, only layers of charred and invisible-looking humanoids lying in the river, and occasionally a few soldiers who are not dead are stretching out their hands that are no longer like hands, desperately trying to catch something.

The Japanese army also suffered a lot of sacrifices, and the corpses of devils lying motionless on the ground were everywhere outside the city.

More than a dozen Type 95 tanks covered hundreds of devil infantry and rushed towards the city gate.

The city gate cave was already under the control of the devils, if it were not for the heavy fire blockade of the second battalion in the inner city of Cho City Gate Cave one or two hundred meters away, the Japanese army would have rushed in.

Although the heavy firepower of the three and four companies on the city tower intersected with the devil infantry on the ground in a fan-shaped bullet rain, the lack of frontal interception firepower and the cover of tanks allowed nearly a hundred devil soldiers to rush into the city gate hole from near the broken bridge.

Seeing more and more little devils rushing in from the location of the broken bridge, Sun Yumin was so anxious that his eyes erupted with fire, and he couldn't care about the pain of his dislocated left hand.

The 37-mm tank guns on more than a dozen Type 95 tank vehicles emitted a cluster of fire, shells exploded on the city walls and towers, and Type 97 heavy machine guns were also firing at the city towers, suppressing the firepower of the second battalion. The pressure on the third company was very high, and the casualties of the fourth company were not small.

The two German-made PAK37mm anti-tank guns on the tower were not destroyed under the previous bombardment, but no one hit them accurately.

The little devil thought that the defenders did not have weapons to deal with tanks, so they were very arrogant. The Type 95 light tank, which was only 12mm thick armor, actually stopped directly by the moat, lined up.

Sun Yumin was very annoyed, he didn't know the base of this tank, and he also knew the way to crack it, but now because the deputy of the Second Cargo Regiment lost his position as soon as the battle began, and lost the gate bunker carefully arranged and designed by Sun Yumin, which made the Second Battalion so passive.

Most of the soldiers in the third and fourth companies were newly recruited, and few of them knew how to shoot artillery, so Sun Yumin asked Zhou Hong to send people to the machine gun platoon to find a few artillerymen to operate these two guns.

Sun Yumin was directing heavy fire to suppress the devil soldiers who were frantically jumping to the moat, when he suddenly heard a shell fired from the 37mm anti-tank gun on the city tower, and a Type 95 tank was hit and exploded from the middle, and the huge impact force lifted the turret into the sky.

"Good fight!" Sun Yumin shouted loudly, turned his head to look, and found that Regiment Commander Xie was wearing a circle of white gauze tied to his head and was operating an anti-tank gun.

Another anti-tank gun also fired shells under the operation of a gunner in the machine gun platoon, and if he could not hit at such a close distance, he was not worthy of being an artilleryman.

After losing two tanks in succession, the commander of the Japanese tank unit realized the great danger, and all the tank guns adjusted their direction and concentrated artillery fire towards the tower. Regiment Commander Xie did not react to the shells that exploded in front and back, left, left and right, and only operated the anti-tank guns with all his heart. One, two, three...... After being destroyed by the defenders, the remaining Devil Tanks began to turn around and flee.

The devil infantry, who had lost the cover of the tank, also fled frantically with the tank.

After being rushed into dozens of people by the devils, the second battalion finally repelled the devils' third attack.

The casualties of the third and fourth companies were also very large, although they did not experience the bombardment of Japanese heavy artillery and aerial bombs, but under the attack of the Japanese Type 92 infantry guns, 37mm tank guns and Type 97 heavy machine guns, these recruits with little battlefield experience paid a heavy price.

Sun Yumin finally had time for the health guard to dispose of his dislocated left hand.

Li Tietang stood beside him, and his mouth kept scolding Gao Dahai, the deputy of the second cargo group.

Sitting on the ground and watching the hygienist hang Sun Yumin's immobile left hand around his neck with gauze, listening to Li Tie's scolding words in his ears, Xie Chengrui felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

If it weren't for the second battalion today, even if the second regiment was exhausted, it might not be able to defend this position. The annihilation of the entire army of the fourth battalion and the heavy casualties of the second battalion were actually caused by themselves. If it weren't for his insistence on sending the deputy regiment commander to the second battalion, if it weren't for the fact that this second cargo had to defend the bunker in the city gate hole downstairs, the second battalion would not have fought so hard.

If it weren't for the loss of the city gate hole below, so that the Japanese army could see the hope of breaking through the Guanghua Gate, and put the direction of the main attack on this side, would the second battalion suffer so many heavy artillery and aerial bombs? Will the commander of the gendarmerie die in this tower? Will the four battalions be wiped out?

He hated himself now, because he found that he couldn't lead such a regiment of army elites. He also hated the senior officials above, why did he let an artillery man lead such a large infantry regiment.

Sun Yumin had actually thought of a way to destroy the enemy downstairs.

He was waiting, waiting until it got dark.

After dark, the Japanese army will not be able to launch an attack, and they will not be able to rescue.

Sun Yumin is not in a hurry at all. In his eyes, these ghost soldiers downstairs have become dead corpses. In fact, the method of destroying these Japanese soldiers was not thought up by him, but the Japanese army itself taught him Sun Yumin.

The afternoon wave of napalm gave him inspiration.

Since you can't rush head-on, then I will also drop gasoline bombs to you. Although it is not as powerful as napalm, so many people are gathered in such a small area, isn't it looking for death!

Sun Yumin asked Zhou Hong to prepare some ropes, and asked him to find some ceramic wine jars, and distribute the gasoline hidden in the ground into dozens of wine jars.

In the afternoon, the Japanese did not attack again, and the heavy artillery did not continue to bombard.

Until almost evening, a group of about thirty or forty devil soldiers carrying white flags and bright red crosses on their sleeves walked towards the city tower.

The soldiers upstairs didn't know who it was, and they all pulled the bolts of their guns and prepared to shoot. Commander Xie and Sun Yumin stopped them and didn't explain anything to the soldiers.

Under the watchful eyes of the Chinese guards, these Japanese soldiers, who were not armed with any weapons and had red crosses on their arms, checked the soldiers lying on the ground one by one, and from time to time some were carried down on stretchers.

The new soldiers on the city wall saw that a few devil soldiers lying on the ground and pretending to be dead were also carried down, and they couldn't help but be angry, and scolded in their mouths: "CNMD! He pulled the bolt and was about to shoot, but the veteran next to him stopped him and said, "You can't shoot, these are not soldiers, they are just doctors." ”

As the sky grew darker, the Japanese soldiers with the Red Cross armbands who examined the bodies never found any soldiers alive.

They gathered all the corpses of Japanese soldiers near and far into a pile, two people carried large iron buckets and poured gasoline on these corpses, and three monks came in the distance, and they sat not far from the pile of corpses, their hands folded, and their mouths kept chanting. One of the Japanese soldiers lit a lighter, and a fire raged on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.

The twenty or thirty Japanese soldiers took off their hats, tucked them under their armpits, folded their hands, and chanted like monks.

Some of the defenders on the city wall had far-sighted eyes, and when they saw those people taking off their hats, they shouted, "Japanese girls! Then he pointed his hand in the air and shouted, "One, two, three...... Twelve, a total of twelve Japanese. ”

Sun Yumin also saw these Japanese women, and he didn't speak.

He couldn't tell the shaking of his heart to the people under him.

When all the people in a country are working for the same purpose, then how terrible is the power of the country!

My motherland, when will your sons and daughters really come together?!