Liu Zhenqiang personally came to the Guanghuamen position. Looking at the decadent Xie Chengrui, he didn't say anything, just gave him a thumbs up.

The commander of the first battalion is a close confidant of the commander, and he cannot report that he was shot for delaying the military plane, but he can only say that he fought bravely and died at the forefront like the commander of the third battalion.

This not only blocked Captain Gui's mouth, but also made the officers and soldiers of the first battalion feel less inferior, and Regiment Commander Xie couldn't think of a double win.

Sun Yumin was very aware of the good intentions of the brigade, and he reported this matter like this, which could not only block Gui Yongqing's mouth, but also prevent him from settling accounts after the autumn; This kind of handling can not only reduce the inferiority complex of the officers and men of the first battalion, but also enhance the combat effectiveness of the first battalion. No wonder people can be big officials, no wonder people can be generals, maybe this is the real way to be an official.

Liu Zhenqiang not only came alone, but also brought reinforcements to the second regiment, a battalion of the first regiment and another regiment of the military police regiment.

For the entire teaching corps, the 2nd Regiment used the least number of troops at Guanghuamen, but it blocked the most Japanese troops and received the most fierce attacks.

The four regiments of the 2nd Brigade and the 3rd Brigade held the Purple Mountain position, and the attacks and artillery fire they received were far inferior to those of Guanghuamen, but they still put in the two regiments of infantry and artillery regiments directly under the corps, which were originally the reserve of the corps, and they were able to hold the general.

And his second regiment only used a military police regiment with no equipment and no people, and it firmly controlled Guanghuamen.

When Gui Yongqing's praise turned his own regiment into a general reserve, Zhou Zhenqiang's arrogant head became even more invincible.

Xie Chengrui looked very decadent, and when the third battalion commander jumped from the city tower with the explosives bag, the resentment revealed in his eyes kept coming to his mind. He felt that he had killed the commander of the third battalion, and that he had killed the entire third battalion.

When Zhou Zhenqiang, deputy corps and brigade commander, came to the city tower to inspect and offer condolences, he sat paralyzed on the ground and did not get up, nor did he say even a word to his direct boss.

With the hard work of the 1st battalion and reinforcements, the gap was finally blocked by sandbags.

Liu Zhenqiang didn't stay on the city tower for long, and under the gaze of many defenders and soldiers, he left this Shura field without looking back.

Sun Yumin looked at the soldiers of the three battalions who had withdrawn to his defensive line, and couldn't help but be moved, because only seventeen people in the entire three battalions had withdrawn.

In the morning, the officers and men of the second battalion were still envious and jealous of the good life of the third battalion, but in just two or three hours, more than 800 warriors of the third battalion died in the city tower.

He stood at the gate of the city to personally greet the remaining seventeen soldiers of the third battalion. It was not because he saw with his own eyes the pride of the commander of the third battalion who jumped into the Japanese army with the explosive bag, nor because he saw the officers and soldiers of the third battalion jumping into the enemy with the explosive bag one after another, but because even if there were only 17 people left, not a single soldier of the third battalion fled the battlefield. The soldiers of the third battalion had the same proud heart as their arrogant battalion commander, and they did have this qualification.

The heavy artillery began to rage again, and the loud roar was like the call of death.

The officers and men of the 2nd Battalion were accustomed to this kind of sound, and the rags in their ears and their gaping mouths made the seventeen soldiers of the 3rd Battalion feel inexplicable. Sun Yumin and Zhou Hainan helped each of them stuff rags, and signaled them to do the same, and after the people of the third battalion did so, they found that the eardrums that were originally sore and swollen were much more comfortable.

The people of the third battalion are only now looking at the second battalion commander who has become a myth in the second regiment, and then look at the second battalion around which the formation is still complete. They had been holding their positions all day, and yesterday's bombing and shelling far exceeded the intensity of today's strikes. Although the second battalion also sacrificed a lot, it still maintained a strong combat effectiveness. I wasn't a helper of the second battalion before, but I'm afraid that now the city is ruined.

Xie Chengrui looked at the Japanese soldiers who were constantly bombarding the gap in the city wall with infantry guns and tank guns a few hundred meters away from the city tower, and all the swear words in his mouth were collapsing.

Heavy howitzers and cannon shells kept falling on the towers and city walls, and the rubble and body stumps of the defenders brought up by each falling cannonball made Xie Chengrui wonder if the devil wanted to raze the entire city to the ground.

The sandbags in the gap were not too strong in the first place, and they kept getting shorter under the constant bombardment of the Japanese direct artillery, and the river sand flowing out of the sacks was about to block the moat.

Wakisaka Jiro was very annoyed, his own troops had already rushed into the gap, but they were actually beaten back.

Hundreds of hometown warriors were killed in the city, and not only that, but two chariots brought by His Excellency the Chief of Staff were also destroyed.

Jiro Wakisaka is not a reckless man, he is very smart.

He did not intend to storm the gap again, and when he feinted the gap with two 92 infantry guns and tank guns, four 92 infantry guns were secretly aimed at the other two brigades, and the pumpkin-shaped pillbox on the tower that came in and out from time to time to take officers was in and out.

When Jiro Wakisaka saw through his binoculars an officer with the rank of colonel walking into the bunker, he waved his white-gloved hand.

Xie Chengrui in the bunker always felt a little flustered, and he always felt uneasy in his heart. He had never felt this way until he saw the commander of the military police with the rank of colonel in silver walking in and he knew the reason for his panic. This stupid gendarme, does he want to drag everyone to his funeral? Just as he wanted to make a voice for him to take off his rank, he felt a scorching light, and a heat wave surrounded him. A force threw himself into the air, Xie Chengrui instinctively wanted to use his hand to block the dazzling light, but he couldn't find his hand. He felt a force pulling him to the ground, and vaguely saw the commander of the third battalion waving at him, and saw rows of neatly placed howitzers smiling at him.

Xie Chengrui felt that he was so tired and tired, he wanted to close his eyes and rest, but he was reluctant to close his eyes, because the rows of brand-new howitzers kept smiling at him.

Wakisaka Jiro saw through the telescope that the pumpkin-shaped bunker on the castle tower was wiped out under the attack of four armor-piercing shells, and he couldn't help but boast: "Yo Xi! Then he pointed to the big pillbox under the city and shouted, "The one below is also dead, dead." ”

Sun Yumin saw the deputy of the first battalion running over, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Commander Xie's body was lying on a stretcher, his eyes were round and looking at the sky, his two severed arms were placed on one side of the stretcher, and one calf was missing.

Sun Yumin's inquiring eyes asked the deputy of the first battalion, he shook his head and said, "I found it, I didn't find it." ”

Sun Yumin didn't say anything, he stretched out his hand to cover the open eyes of Regiment Commander Xie, covered him with a white cloth, and motioned for the soldiers to carry him to the rear.

Sun Yumin didn't have time to grieve for Captain Xie, he had to hurry up and prepare. Since the pumpkin bunkers on the city tower can be destroyed, how can the bunkers in the city gate hole below be saved.

Sun Yumin didn't know that in order to gnaw off this hard bone, Wakisaka Jiro got ten armor-piercing shells from a certain wing commander of the Sixth Division in a low voice (1). He did not know how powerful this shell was, nor did the soldiers who operated the Type 92 infantry gun. The pillbox on the tower of the city just used four shots at once, and the effect obtained made all the Japanese officers stunned.

The officers and soldiers of the second battalion were preparing fortifications in the inner city, the large and small pillboxes in the city gate hole had been hit, and the ammunition inside the pillbox had also exploded, and the powerful impact force made the city gate built in the Ming Dynasty collapse suddenly, half of the city tower became a pile of ruins, but the other half of the city tower was still standing in place.

"The quality is really good!" Sun Yumin scolded in his heart.

The collapsed half of the castle tower on the left, as long as a bridge is built, the right half of the castle tower can also rush into people and even tanks. If the entire tower collapses, it will save trouble, and the defense of the second battalion can save a lot of troops. And the current situation is not much better than before.

Wakisaka Jiro didn't expect the artillery to blow up the castle tower, and in a fit of rage, he slapped the lieutenant officer who commanded the shelling. When the dust of the collapse of the city tower settled, he found that only half of the collapse had been completed, and the hole in the city gate on the right was actually intact. With a smug expression on his face, he said to the staff officers beside him: "Order a full-scale feint to attack the gap and cover Kawashima Masao's troops to attack through the city gate." ”

The breach in the wall was blown open again, and the defenders braved the hail of bullets to throw sandbags into the air.

Under the cover of tanks, the Japanese frantically attacked the gap.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were pouring in like a tide, looking at the countless steel helmets. The current commander on the city wall, the deputy head of the gendarme, trembled like a sieve. The clucking sound of the upper and lower teeth clashing was clearly heard in the ears of every officer around him who was waiting for his orders.

The commander of the first battalion of the regiment who came with Zhou Zhenqiang spit out a mouthful of saliva and scolded: "Coward! He ran away, directing his men to fight back.

The soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment and the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment fought valiantly, and the soldiers of the Gendarmerie Regiment shrank under the wall and shivered. Occasionally, a few brave or not afraid of death snatched the machine gunner's machine gun and helped the two first battalions to return fire.

Sun Yumin was still worried that the defenders above would be disheartened because of the martyrdom of the two regiment commanders. It wasn't until he heard the deep and familiar voice of Mark Qin that he let go of a hanging heart.

Looking at a group of soldiers in German-style military uniforms rushing down from the city tower, Sun Yumin's heart became nervous again, and it was not until he saw that they quickly built another fortification with sandbags in the city gate hole, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

A dozen sandy improvised fortifications surrounded by a semi-oval, on which a heavy machine gun and a machine gun were mounted. Sun Yumin shook his head, he felt sorry for the soldiers in this fortification. He knew very well how powerful this improvised fortification would be, and how powerless human flesh and blood were before steel.

The fire on the walls was overwhelmed by tank guns and heavy machine guns, which allowed the Japanese to rush into the gap without pressure.

Masao Kawashima's troops were even less suppressed, and his troops rushed into the castle gate with almost zero casualties, which made him dumbfounded and unable to believe the facts in front of him.

Wakisaka Jiro also did not expect the attack to go smoothly and unexpectedly, and the feint and actual attack troops entered the city in one wave. It seems that the entire chain of command of the garrison was destroyed on the tower of the city gate. He proudly said to the staff officers beside him: "It seems that it won't take long for the flag of our Saojiang Wing to be planted on the head of Guanghua Gate." ”

The soldiers of the first battalion are not desperate, but they have spoiled the high-ranking officials! The self-proclaimed elite of the self-proclaimed elite, when faced with real battles, on the other hand, high-intensity artillery fire and ferocious enemies, the so-called elites are at a loss, how can sporadic firepower and unorganized machine guns resist?

When the two light and heavy machine guns in the improvised fortifications outside the city gate cave were dumbfounded by a few grenades without a few roars, Sun Yumin sighed in his heart and scolded: This gang of goods is doing a disservice.

The Japanese soldiers in the gap rushed in, and the heavy machine gun in the temporary bunker of the second battalion at the corner of the inner city wall opened fire, and it was Zhou Hong who operated the machine gun. This four-company commander had a good machine gun, and this gap four or five meters wide became his gun training ground, and a rain of bullets floated from left to right and from right to left, and not a single bullet hit outside the gap.

Sun Yumin was shocked by this wonderful archery skill, and shouted at him: "Company Commander Zhou, fight well!" ”

Before his words fell, Liu Wenzhi's light machine gun in the bunker also began to fire.

Da Da ...... Da Da ...... Da Da ......

The Czech sound is easy to distinguish and pleasant to the ear. The person operating the machine gun seems to be intentional, each time it is two clicks, the light machine gun is played by him into a box gun, the very good feel of the bullets is very even, and the devil soldiers who rushed out of the hole in the city gate were shot down by this drum-like point shot.

Sun Yumin wanted to scold a few subordinates who had followed him for several years. When is it, and this playfulness.

As Zhou Hong and Liu Wenzhi opened fire, the heavy fire on the inner city tower and the city wall of the second battalion began to fire.

The devil soldiers who had previously entered no man's land suffered a blow to the head, and the powerful crossfire caused dozens of Japanese soldiers who rushed in front to be beaten into a hornet's nest. In desperation, the soldiers of the two first battalions were shocked by the situation. With the same equipment and the same position, the second battalion, which was far smaller than its own number, played a formation completely disproportionate to their numbers.

The Japanese troops in the gap and the hole in the city gate were suppressed to the death, and many soldiers were lying in the gap and began to fight back with the help of sandbags in the gap.

The soldiers on the outer wall hid under the wall and fired indiscriminately, most of the bullets flying somewhere.

Sun Yumin was very angry when he saw that they looked like mud that couldn't support the wall.

But there is no way to teach them to fight, the telephone line is no longer working, the shouting does not work at all on this battlefield, and the flag language will not and will not be, what should I do? Do you look at the thousands of people trapped on the city wall?

The ammunition man ran in from the outside with the ammunition box in his hand, and the water bottle and grenade collided with the rifle hanging from his body, making a series of clanging sounds.

Sun Yumin was a little annoyed, and wanted to reprimand the soldier who interrupted his train of thought. But it suddenly occurred to him, what else did he have on him besides the kettle? That's right, grenades! The soldiers on the walls did not throw a single grenade.

Sun Yumin immediately stopped the soldier and said, "Give me a grenade!" ”

When Sun Yumin climbed the inner city tower with a grenade, Li Tiedan and Zhang Xiaohu were competing with each other, and their machine guns were also good, but compared with Zhou Hong and Liu Wenzhi, they were still far behind.

Sun Yumin stopped the two of them, and the devil soldiers were all lying in the corners and behind the sandbags that they couldn't shoot, and the two second-class soldiers were still shooting.

When Li Tietan looked at him with suspicion, he asked, "Yingzuo, can you throw the grenade from here to the outer city?" ”

Sun Yumin ignored him and beckoned more than a dozen soldiers to prepare to drop bombs together.

Of course, Sun Yumin couldn't throw himself into the outer city, and even many soldiers were farther than him. In Li Tiedan's eyes, the grenade that Sun Yumin threw out exploded in the inner city.

The reaction was that a rain of grenades suddenly fell down on the outer city wall, and thousands of grenades were thrown out in an instant.

Amid the sound of violent explosions, among the corpses strewn all over the ground, the Japanese attack was once again repulsed.

(1). Armor-piercing shells were less used in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War. Unlike incendiary bombs, because the national army has too few armored troops, there is almost no room for armor-piercing shells.

When writing this book, I looked up a lot of information, and during the defense of Nanjing, the Japanese army did use armor-piercing shells, incendiary bombs, and mustard gas.