Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Battle of the Defending the City I

"Boom~"

A burst of artillery sounded from outside the city, Zhang Ziwen woke up from his dream, thinking that the Japanese army was shelling Zhenjiang and preparing to attack Zhenjiang, so he got up to let the brothers pay attention, but after waiting for more than ten minutes, the artillery stopped and did not hear the sound of artillery in the city, but it seemed that the battle outside the city was in full swing.

With a bang, the door fell to the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust, and the brothers of the Ninth Company were startled.

"Xiaowen, hurry up, the division headquarters ordered us to go up to the east city wall."

Zhang Ziwen saw that Lao Shen breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the brothers of the Ninth Company, Lao Shen would have gone down to accompany King Yama.

"Isn't the 112th Division on the defensive?"

Yesterday, Zhang Ziwen saw a map at the division headquarters that the 112th Division and the Zhenjiang garrison were defending the city wall, the 112th Division was responsible for the southeast and southeast, and the artillery units retreated from Jiangyin were in the north.

"The 112th Division was transferred to Jiangbei yesterday, and now there is only one company of garrison in the eastern city wall."

The 112th Division is running away? In Jiangyin, the 103rd Division was pitted, and now it is coming again, no wonder Ma Qi would rather come to the 103rd Division, the weapons are not good, at least the 103rd Division still has backbone.

"Okay, let's go. The brethren went to the eastern wall. ”

When Zhang Ziwen came to the east city wall, he saw that there was a fire on Jinghyeon Mountain, and it seemed that the devil had thrown an incendiary bomb, and Zhang Ziwen could only hope that the brothers on the mountain were okay. The castle has already been fired, and it looks like the devil's plane was here to scare the defenders yesterday, and I don't want only the 112th Division to be scared away.

Outside the city, the artillery fire was soaring, and the soldiers were bravely trapped, but the provincial government organs of Jiangsu Province, which had just taken office in the city, were preparing to flee to Yangzhou with their security forces, and it may be that only the 103rd Division and two regiments of security forces in the city are guarding Zhenjiang today.

"Look, the 87th Brigade of the 261st Division has repelled the devils."

It was too far away for Zhang Ziwen to see clearly, but the gunfire in the southeast direction had become quieter.

"Old Shen, where did you get the telescope?"

Looking at the situation outside the city just now, Zhang Ziwen didn't pay attention to Lao Shen holding the telescope, no wonder Zhang Ziwen couldn't see clearly with the scope, but Lao Shen was the first to find out.

"The division commander replaced it with a new one and gave me the old one."

Lao Shen is probably the best among the staff officers of the division headquarters, otherwise he would not have been the acting battalion commander, only the acting commander of the provisional third battalion of the 613 regiment is Wu Zijian, an old man of the 613 regiment.

"Show me."

Zhang Ziwen snatched it over, Zeiss six-fold telescope, with a visual distance of one thousand meters, a field of view of one hundred and fifty meters, and a brass mirror body.

"I'm afraid it wasn't for you, right?"

Zhang Ziwen thought about it, how could this telescope not be given to him directly, and Wang Shuhuai didn't have it.

"Goblin, goblin, this is my matter with the teacher, you better not know."

Zhang Ziwen thought about what was going on, and Lao Shen said that it seemed that it was not just a matter of telescopes.

"Bang~"

A low sound of artillery bombardment came from Yushan, and the east gate of Zhenjiang was four miles away from Yushan, but Zhang Ziwen heard it like thunder, what a large-caliber cannon it must be.

"Can you see clearly?"

Lao Shen heard the sound of cannons and immediately took the telescope to look in the direction of Yushan.

"The Yushan position is fine, the distance is too far to see the specific situation."

Just when Zhang Ziwen was still worried about the situation of Yushan Fort, there were bursts of artillery sound in front of Yushan Fort.

"It's the Jiaoshan Fort, and the Jiaoshan Fort has returned fire."

Then the Yushan Fort and the Dutianmiao Fort then shelled Dantu Town fiercely, and the Dantu area was on fire.

Outside the city, there was still a lot of gunfire and cannonballs.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the three batteries suddenly opened fire at the same time, and the area of Dantu, Gyeonghyeon Mountain and Myeongrim Temple burst into the sky.

"Finally let the devil taste the gunfire." Zhang Ziwen said happily to Lao Shen.

"This artillery fire is abnormal, after fighting for so long, it is estimated that one-third of the shells in Zhenjiang City have been knocked out."

Is it wrong for this cannonball to hit the devil? Is it difficult not to use it?

"It's a lot of fun."

"What you learned in the divisional staff department was fed to the dogs?"

Lao Shen choked Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen was choked and wanted to refute, but when he came back, he didn't refute when he thought that Lao Shen knew more.

"Artillery shells are used to extinguish fires in times of crisis, hit important nodes or hit enemy artillery formations, and .................."

Lao Shen seemed to have discovered something and deliberately explained to Zhang Ziwen.

"And cover your own retreat."

After Zhang Ziwen added, the two glanced at each other, and their faces were full of shock.

Sure enough, when it gets dark, you don't need a telescope to see the fire in the West Street business district, burning the east side like a sunset. This means that this West Street has fallen, otherwise the fire would have been extinguished long ago.

"Brother Wen has eaten." Standing on the city wall, looking at the red sky burning in the east, it took more than an hour of fierce fighting on Jinghyeon Mountain just now before the devils repelled.

"Okay, eat."

Zhang Ziwen took the rice handed to him by Ma Xiaobao, there is no such good food today, only a little pickle on the rice, but it is already very good not to drink porridge.

"Brother Wen, how long can you say that the troops outside the city can hold it?"

While eating, Xiaobao suddenly asked.

"The 87th Division is Lao Jiang's German Armament Corps Headquarters, and they can hold it for more than ten days, but they can hold it in Shanghai for three months."

The old pole said suddenly, but Zhang Ziwen was surprised, he didn't know about it, but the old pole said it in one mouth.

"How do you know?"

Zhang Ziwen was a little curious in his heart, he was never ashamed to ask about the old pole.

"What are you doing when I go out every day, touching the girl's ass?"

rolled his eyes, but unfortunately Zhang Ziwen didn't see it at night.

"What ass? I saw ...... that day"

Hearing the buttocks, a group of people who were eating immediately gathered around, in the army, women are always the most interesting to the soldiers, but more than half of them have never even touched a woman's hand in their lives. Outside the city, gunfire was still heard from time to time, and the old pole continued to discuss women with his brothers.

"Next, I will convey the order of the division headquarters, the 87th Division will begin to retreat at nine o'clock in the evening, and the 83rd Army will also withdraw from Dongchang Street to Nanjing. Zhenjiang will be under the sole responsibility of Division Commander Dai. The division commander ordered our four battalions to defend the first regiment with Zhenjiang, Jiangsu, to garrison the north gate and east gate of Zhenjiang. Our 4th Battalion is responsible for the East Gate, and the North Gate is in charge of the 1st Security Regiment. Our battalion was arranged as follows, with the 8th and 9th companies responsible for guarding the city gates, and the 6th companies of the security regiment and the 6th companies of our battalion guarding the city gates. ”

Lao Shen wanted to kill the third battalion of the 613 Regiment, and Yu Tao was calm and did not speak.

"Okay, no problem and we'll disperse."

Zhang Ziwen waited for Yu Tao and the two to leave before asking.

"You're not afraid of your brother dying in battle?"

"Isn't this accompanied by Lao Tzu?" Lao Shen also said with a smile.

"Then why did you put the Eighth Company on the city gate? That's all we have in the 3rd Battalion of the 618th Regiment, do you want us all to die?. ”

"The Eighth Company is a reserve, and on the city gate are your Ninth Company and my guard platoon."

This guy doesn't know what the price is, and he got a platoon from the division.

Zhang Ziwen sat on the stool and did not move, using this way to resist Lao Shen's arrangement.

"Well, what can you be a little more mature. The security regiment and the sixth company have seen it, you have a good relationship with me, I put you in a safe position, what do other people think, can this battle be fought? ”

After listening to Zhang Ziwen, he didn't speak, got up and went out the door, and Lao Shen's sigh sounded behind him.

"Assemble all of you, and let me go to the city gate."

Zhang Ziwen shouted under the city wall, and the brothers hurriedly got up.

"Brother Wen, what's wrong with you, so angry."

It wasn't until Zhang Ziwen led people up the city wall and sat on the city wall that Ma Xiaobao asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a bad mood."

Zhang Ziwen will not say frustrating words in front of his brothers, as the chief official, there are some things that he has to bear.

Xiaobao answered, and then touched the past to arrange things, Ma Xiaobao is the busiest person in the company, and he will handle everything again.

"The company commander came to smoke a cigarette."

Ma Qi handed over a cigarette, Zhang Ziwen was happy when he saw his bald head, his hair was burned when he saved the child last night, and he didn't know when he got a bald head today, and the fire light directly reflected the light on his head.

"Company commander, what are you laughing at, didn't you also take a pack of cigarettes yesterday and give you cigarettes so happy?."

Ma Qi looked at Zhang Ziwen holding a cigarette and smiled, and touched his head after speaking, Zhang Ziwen was even happier.

"Ahem...... March: You can go and look in the mirror...... Haha"

When Zhang Ziwen laughed, other people also looked over, and Ma Qi, who saw the bald head, also smiled.

"It turned out that he was laughing at my hair, company commander, think about how domineering a bald head is, just like Lu Zhishen, you see that Chairman Jiang is also bald."

"Well, tomorrow I'll ask someone to go to Ganlu Temple to get you a string of Buddhist beads...... Hahaha"

The other people who laughed all looked at Zhang Ziwen, and Zhang Ziwen stopped talking, but he still couldn't hold back.

"Okay, I won't laugh anymore."

Ma Qi looked at Zhang Ziwen with a sad face, and Zhang Ziwen could only hold back his laughter.

March's bald head made Zhang Ziwen happy, but the dark clouds of the Japanese siege were still floating in the sky and could fall at any time.