Chapter 43 The Battle of Nanjing

The devil's artillery fire stopped, the plane also flew to the east, and thick smoke rose from the south of the city, and the Purple Mountain became a sea of fire.

At this time, the 1st Division of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army had broken into the Zhonghua Gate, the 16th Division and the 3rd Division had approached the Zhongshan Gate and Guanghua Gate, and the 1st Brigade of the Left Wing of the 6th Division had approached the Shuixi Gate. The 2nd Army Corps of the defending army retreated to Wulong Mountain, and the teaching corps retreated to the main peak of Purple Mountain and abandoned the position of the third peak. Nanjing has begun to waver. Tang Shengzhi and others decided to retreat that night instead, and convened a meeting of the chiefs of various departments at 4 p.m. to issue an order to retreat.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, as the old pole said, the devil was still nowhere to be seen, and the devil's cannonball hit the Zhongshan Gate directly, and then the northern section of the city wall of the Zhongshan Gate was also subjected to fierce shelling. The devils concentrated their artillery fire and directly tore the gap in the southern wall defended by the first battalion into a width of more than 20 meters.

Wan Shijiong saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly asked people to notify the third battalion and the team directly under the division to come up.

The devil pulled the straggler line from afar, and with the advantage of firepower, he quickly moved towards the city wall. Zhang Ziwen put down a devil who jumped out of the foxhole with one shot, and the devil machine gun swept in his direction, Zhang Ziwen hurriedly changed his position, touched the corner of the wall to change the position, and put the ghost machine gun that had rushed to about 600 meters just now into his scope, and put him down with one shot.

However, the gap in the city wall was too big, the devil's firepower was strong, and the artillery fire just now was too dense, and before the third battalion and the division directly under the team came up, the 103rd Division was directly driven off the city wall.

"Zhang Ziwen withdraws~"

Before Zhang Ziwen could load the bullet, the old pole directly grabbed Zhang Ziwen and jumped from the collapsed wall, which was still five or six meters high, and the grass underneath and the devil's coat were thick and did not hurt the muscles and bones.

I saw the brothers on the wall retreat from the gap in the south, which had now become a three- or four-meter-high mountain bag.

The brothers jumped down, but the number was much less, the situation was too urgent, Zhang Ziwen didn't count, and with the people, he followed the team and retreated to the position built by Lao Shen and them.

Running to the position, the brothers of the 4th Battalion and the division were setting up barricades on the street, and the brothers of the 9th Company were gasping for breath, and before they could recover their strength, the sound of the 38 Dagai and the Taisho 11th machine gun came.

"What about Hao Shou?"

Zhang Ziwen looked at Qu Yi on the side, but he didn't see that there was no one among the brothers who jumped down just now, and thought that he jumped down first.

"I was killed by the devil, and I didn't come to take him down in a hurry."

After Qu Yi finished speaking, he lowered his head, blaming himself for not taking his brother away.

"Holy shit, old pole, you guys climb to the top of the building for me to suppress the devil's firepower."

Now the strength of the five battalions is crowded into these two streets, and the men of the Ninth Company cannot play much role at all.

"I'm going to find Lao Shen ......" Before he finished speaking, the cannonball hit the middle of the street, interrupting what Zhang Ziwen was about to say.

"I'll go find Lao Shen, Ma Qi, you take someone to wait for me here, if you can't go back, I'll come back immediately, Sun Liang will go with me."

Zhang Ziwen took Sun Liang to another street, and Zhang Ziwen had to find Xiaobao and them first.

Zhang Ziwen took Sun Liang into the big courtyard where Lao Shen was, and saw Xiaobao and them, and Wan Shijiong was also there.

"It's okay, it's good......"

Wan Shijiong wanted to say something, but the brother who installed the phone next to him said that the phone was installed, so he turned back and called.

"Why don't you go up to the position?"

This is the reason why Zhang Ziwen came to find Lao Shen, the street battle is already hard, and the chief officer is no longer there, and I don't know what Fang Hai and Yu Tao think.

"When I heard the sound of artillery, I knew that something was going to happen, so I asked them to add a barricade and come back to get a gun, but Commander Wan came over, and I didn't go up."

If you don't hold a gun in battle, it's no wonder you're just a staff officer.

"Don't go now, the Seventh Company has already exchanged fire with the devils."

Zhang Ziwen and Lao Shen hadn't gone out yet, and the devil mortar hit the courtyard directly on the side, and the frightened old Shen's face turned white, and he was almost reimbursed with Zhang Ziwen.

When they arrived at the position, the 7th Company was already about to be driven out of the street, and if the 7th Company retreated, the rest of the 103rd Division would be divided into two parts, and it would be much more difficult to support each other at that time.

"Lao Shen first asked the brothers in the division team to share a little firepower, and I will take someone to the room to ......."

Zhang Ziwen said hello to Lao Shen, and climbed upstairs with Xiaobao and the two brothers.

As soon as Zhang Ziwen climbed to the second floor, he saw a devil's tank driving along the street, and in the middle of the street was a cannon.

"Hurry up and climb up"

Zhang Ziwen urged Xiaobao, who was picking the eaves of this roof, and shouted, completely forgetting about the top on Ma Xiaobao's arm, Zhang Ziwen pulled down and with the help of the brothers above, Ma Xiaobao climbed up. Ma Xiaobao climbed up, and Zhang Ziwen climbed up, but the wound on his chest was hot and painful, and he could only endure the emergency.

The old pole was lying on the opposite roof and was firing at the Japanese soldiers on the street, Zhang Qing was hiding on the back of a roof, the devil had already found him, and the tiles of the machine gun crackled.

Behind the devil tank is a dozen devil soldiers, who are slowly advancing with the devil.

"Touch it forward and blow up the devil with a grenade."

Zhang Ziwen led people to cautiously touch the front, intending to use a grenade to get rid of the devil behind the tank.

Smack~ The tile at Zhang Ziwen's feet bounced up directly, anyone? Zhang Ziwen's first reaction was to shout and lie down and lie down, and looked at the movement on the street too much, but the devil didn't notice it. Still hesitating, a bullet on the left alerted him, and the devil touched into the yard, and the tiles jumped up again and again, and there were devils in the house.

Zhang Ziwen and the four of them were lying on the roof, the street on the left was a devil tank, and there were devils in the building on the right. The devils in the house have already fired a dozen shots into the roof, and it is estimated that there must be three or four devils.

"Take out all the grenades, and throw them down when you third-class devil tanks come over, and I'll throw them in the room below, and run back from the side when I'm done."

After explaining his methods, Zhang Ziwen unscrewed the grenade, pulled the string of the grenade, and waited for the devil tank to come.

"Throw~"

Zhang Ziwen smashed a grenade and threw it into the house, and the moment he threw the grenade, he stood up and ran back from the side of the devil on the street.

"Bang, bang~"

Before Zhang Ziwen could run a few steps, nine grenades exploded one after another, and when he looked back, the grenades thrown into the house directly forced a devil to jump downstairs and hang on the tank.

The devils had already discovered Zhang Ziwen and the four of them, and the machine guns chased them, and the brothers who ran at the back were knocked downstairs and died if they did not die. Zhang Ziwen had no choice but to hide on the back of the roof, and the devil couldn't see that he stopped the fire.

Lying on the tile, slowly crawling back, although the tank is not fast, it is much faster than Zhang Ziwen, and when the devils fight along the street, Zhang Ziwen and the three of them have to be surrounded by devils.

Just when Zhang Ziwen was worried, seven or eight brothers each came to them with a bag of explosives, and Zhang Ziwen and the three of them did not dare to move, for fear that their movements would attract the attention of the devils and cause the brothers holding the bag of explosives to be discovered.

They crouched down and waited without a trace of fear, waiting for the devil's tank to come, and the three brothers jumped down with the explosive bag, but after the explosion of the explosive pack, the sound of the devil's tank rubbing the ground on the street still did not stop.

This time, the remaining four brothers jumped down again, bang bang ~ four sounds, Zhang Ziwen's ears were buzzing, and the devil tank was completely silent.

The brothers who were pressed and beaten by the devil's tank on the street spontaneously launched a counter-charge, Zhang Ziwen climbed to the roof and shot at the devil, and the brother who followed Zhang Ziwen saw the brothers below counterattacking, and stood up excitedly, but was shot in the chest by the devil and rolled directly down the eaves.

The devils were driven out of the two streets, but the city wall had fallen into the hands of the devils, and the 156th Division at the Zhongshan Gate was also driven down, and the entire Zhongshan Gate fell in less than an hour.

The 103rd Division could only forget about the city wall, leaving a buffer zone of one mile, which was still the 156th Division sent a battalion to help stabilize its position.

Afterwards, Wan Shijiong recalled; On 12 December, the Japanese invaders bombarded us with artillery, and the officers and men fought bravely, encouraged each other, and regarded death as if they were home. The regimental battalion and platoon commanders all went to the city to defend themselves against the enemy, and the enemy's artillery shrapnel and sand flew sideways, and Dai Wei, the commander of the seventh company, was killed immediately, and the lieutenant and platoon commander took over.