Chapter 40: The Battle of Nanjing

Zhang Ziwen was worried that the devil would be killed by his own weapon if he broke the oil drum, that is, he would find death. I put more than a dozen oil drums under the city wall, only two of them were put up, and I covered them with sandbags to prevent the devils from igniting the fuel drums.

The devil's attack just now was too ferocious, and the casualties were heavy, and it was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that they came up again.

Zhang Ziwen had already arranged for the two brothers to roll down the oil barrel, himself and Cai Wen were responsible for one, Zhang Qing and Lao Gongzi were responsible for one, and Xiaobao and Ma Qi were responsible for replenishing the oil barrel and were ready to replenish it at any time.

The devil is still the same, the artillery cover is covered, the heavy weapons are suppressed, and the infantry rushes up with a wow-click-and-a whim, Wan Shijiong is not at ease, and puts four machine guns on the side of the collapsed wall section in the north, plus two of the Ninth Company, which are full of six.

The machine gun desperately suppressed the devil's firepower, the brothers of the three groups fell down, Qu Yi was also pressed by the devil and didn't dare to raise his head, and Qu Yi didn't dare to fight when he saw Wan Shijiong, so he suddenly burst out when he set up the machine gun, and Zhang Ziwen, who was frightened, broke out in a cold sweat, and Wan Shijiong's guards immediately snatched the machine gun in Wan Shijiong's hand Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief.

The devil really rushed towards the collapsed wall section, pulled away from the skirmisher line, and only gathered to charge at the bottom.

Seeing the devil rushing up, the brother on the side looked at Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen nodded, and the brother got an affirmative answer, opened the sandbag and pumped hard, and the oil drum rolled directly down the city wall, and knocked down a devil when he rushed down. The oil drum has not stopped, Zhang Ziwen shot on the oil drum, and the old pole also hit the oil drum, and the oil was sprinkled into an oil line, and then Zhang Qing hit the oil drum with one shot. The oil drum exploded with a bang, and the other barrel burned without waiting for Cai Wen to shoot, and with another bang, a heat wave hit Zhang Ziwen and the others.

All of a sudden, the distance of more than ten meters in front of Zhang Ziwen became a sea of fire, and the devil rushed quickly and was burned directly, and there was a burning devil who rushed up, and before he could rush up, he exploded, startling Wan Shijiong.

"The grenade on the devil exploded."

Ma Qi said on the side, in fact, Zhang Ziwen didn't understand how the devil's grenade could burn if it wasn't an iron sheet. The combustion temperature of gasoline can reach up to 1800 degrees, the melting point of iron is only more than 1500 degrees, and the devil ammunition only explodes under the action of high temperatures. Then the devil exploded again with a bang, and there were six sounds, but the fire began to get smaller by the devil's grenade explosion, and Zhang Ziwen was about to throw the oil drum that March and the others got down to burst it, and March told Zhang Ziwen to believe in him and he would throw it down at the right time.

Ma Qi said this, Zhang Ziwen could only believe him, and when the fire gradually went out, he could no longer see the devil, and the gunfire on the wall began to stop. March threw a few planks down, lit them with the remaining oil, and smoked, and Zhang Ziwen didn't understand why he did it.

"Yes, Xiaowen, this is a good idea, you can also try it over there in the first battalion."

Wan Shijiong didn't wait for Zhang Ziwen to answer, and was about to go to the first camp, but Zhang Ziwen hurriedly stopped,

"Commander, there are only more than ten barrels of oil, I don't know if it's enough."

Wan Shijiong turned his head and looked at Zhang Ziwen with some doubts, and Zhang Ziwen told Wan Shijiong that the oil drum was not sufficient.

"How many more barrels are there with these two barrels?"

Wan Shijiong pointed to the two barrels of oil sent by Ma Qi and said, Zhang Ziwen didn't count carefully, looked back at Xiaobao, and motioned to him.

"Report to Commander Wan, there are still fifteen barrels."

As soon as Xiaobao said Zhang Ziwen, he thought to himself, Xiaobao called the head of Wan, this doesn't tell Wan Shijiong Jiulian that he is not his subordinate, and I don't know if Wan Shijiong will be angry. Wan Shijiong was stunned for a moment, and then frowned, Zhang Ziwen thought that he was unhappy and wanted to get angry.

"Two barrels at a time is only enough for four times, and it's enough, I'll ask a battalion to send someone to get it later."

After Wan Shijiong finished speaking, he climbed up without waiting for Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Ziwen also wanted to say, pay attention to fire prevention, not many people will care about this matter, the more you don't care, the easier it is to have problems.

It was only an hour later that the devil rushed up again, this time the artillery fire was more fierce, but without the heavy artillery, the devil still rushed towards the collapsed wall section without a long memory.

"Put the devil closer and throw the oil drum."

Zhang Ziwen was afraid that the devils would run away as soon as they threw down the oil drum, and then the oil drum could only block the enemy and not kill it.

Seeing that the devil had already carried a bayonet and rushed to the pile of rocks on the collapsed city wall, Zhang Ziwen signaled to throw the oil drum down, and knocked down the two devils along the slope oil drum, Zhang Ziwen hit directly with another shot, Zhang Qing didn't know why he didn't hit, the old pole made up a shot before he hit, and before Cai Wen could shoot, the oil burned up and all of it was on fire, and Qu Yi, who had not fired all of a sudden, directly swept thirty bullets in front of the position, and the few devils who rushed up were all put down. At this time, the devils had been blocked by the sea of fire, and several devils were directly ignited, and Zhang Ziwen set fire to the devils, but the oil exploded very quickly, and it caught fire at all, and there was no chance to react at all.

After a few violent explosions, Xiaobao shouted anxiously above, Zhang Ziwen, who was shocked to tinnitus, couldn't hear it clearly, and when he saw Ma Qi open the lid of the oil drum, he threw the oil drum down, and Zhang Ziwen eased up with another bang.

Zhang Ziwen patted his head, his ears could hear the sound, and he looked up at the front, half of the sea of fire was left, and the devil rushed up. Ma Qi saw that the situation was wrong and threw down a barrel of oil, and the heat wave only rushed up, Zhang Ziwen felt that his eyebrows were about to rise, the fact is that it is true, and his hat is on.

When Zhang Ziwen put out the fire, the hat was almost burned out, Ma Qi threw down a bucket of oil, Zhang Ziwen, who was lying on the ground, saw that the fire had reached his position, Hao Shou was burning his clothes, and Qu Yi was shooting him fiercely.

didn't burn anyone, Qu Yi directly stripped off Hao Shou's clothes, and now Qu Yi is shaking like this, just now it's hot and now it's cold.

Just now, the devil threw the explosive bag directly into the fire, throwing several at once, and the fire was directly extinguished.

The fire on the side of the first battalion has not been extinguished yet, just now they directly carried eight oil drums on the city wall, and when they saw the devil coming up, they all pushed down in a hurry, and one of them got stuck and burned five brothers to death, and now Wan Shijiong is pointing at them and scolding.

It's almost six o'clock, the devil should also eat, while the devil hasn't come up yet, Zhang Ziwen eats the rice and pickles sent by Lao Wang.

March just poured oil on a pillar, lit it and threw it down, the pillar burned slowly, such a big pillar, thrown down can burn until midnight, as long as the devil comes up, open the lid of the oil drum and throw the oil drum down.

Zhang Ziwen asked the old pole to watch, according to the posture of the previous few days, the devil will not attack at night, he wants to go to Lao Shen, ask about today's situation, it is already dark under the city wall, and the city ladder is lit with torches, otherwise he will definitely fall and fight.

Zhang Ziwen walked to the edge of our room and didn't see Lao Shen and their people, Zhang Ziwen thought that he was injured vigorously today, and he didn't look at the situation, so he went in to see Dali.

Xiaobao was also there when Zhang Ziwen entered the door, Xiaobao came to count the grain, and finally there were still some paperwork.

"Vigorously, how's it going? Why is the face so white? ”

Zhang Ziwen saw Dali sitting on the bed with a pale face, and Zhang Qingzheng didn't know what medicine to give him.

"I lost too much blood vigorously, that's why my face is so white."

Zhang Qing spoke as politely as ever, Zhang Ziwen had long been used to it.

"Company commander, how are the brothers, the casualties are not large, Qu Yi and they are fine." I'm hurt like this, and I'm still thinking about others.

"There are not many casualties today, Song Ming, who has good marksmanship, died, and there are three brothers who were killed by devils, two of whom were killed, and one of them was killed."

It is said that the casualties are not large, and the number of casualties of the nine companies, which does not have many people, is already very large, one has good marksmanship, and one machine gun is good, and the firepower has been reduced by one-third at once.