"Team Leader Lin, by doing this, won't I become a shrunken turtle?" Tang Shengzhi said: "No! I'm going to Guanghua Gate! Tang Shengzhi said as he ordered the driver to stop.

"Commander, the devils have discovered your command post, dispatched dozens of planes and dozens of heavy guns, and are waiting for you." Lin Feng said: "You are the commander, the soul of the army, you have something to do, Nanjing is over." I have placed a soldier similar to yours in your place. I just want the devil to know that you're dead. Rest assured! We Falcon Operators are not vegetarians! ”

"What's that soldier's name?" Tang Shengzhi said, "There are many ghosts who don't bend to death." ”

"It's called Xu Shizhen." Lin Feng: "I don't know how many innocent people have lost their right to live in this war. ”

After being silent for a while, Tang Shengzhi said: "If he dies, his family will be compensated according to the treatment of the main group." ”

"Yes!" Lin Feng sat beside Tang Shengzhi, the commander of the garrison, and drove to the headquarters of the garrison commander in the basement set up in the Ministry of Railways. The speed of the car was not very fast, it was very dark, and the convoy had to turn off its lights for fear that the Japanese spies in the city would direct the Japanese planes to bomb his convoy. In order to be able to keep up with the vehicle in front, the driver of each car had to bite the rear tail of the car in front. If one car goes wrong, the whole army will have a problem. In the current city of Nanjing, Japanese spies have infiltrated every corner of the city. Once Tang Shengzhi's actions were detected by the Japanese army, shells and cold guns would scream at any time. Tang Shengzhi is the commander of the city defense, and protecting Tang Shengzhi's travel safety is also one of the responsibilities of the Falcon team led by Lin Feng.

Xu Shizhen sat in Tang Shengzhi's special car and drove quickly towards Guanghua Gate.

Tang Shengzhi leaned back on the saddle and closed his eyes tightly. The two guards in the front seat didn't seem to notice that the general's face was very ugly, and they were still muttering quietly. The deterioration of the battle in Nanking greatly reduced morale. The sound of dull explosions sounded constantly in the sky, and the flash of fire on the horizon made everyone realize that the Japanese would set foot in the city of Nanjing at any moment.

In the early morning of December 10, tens of thousands of Chinese officers and soldiers marched along Zhongyang Road to the front line of Guanghua moat, and the sound of horses' hooves and cars on the street was the sound of soldiers' neat footsteps. All kinds of passwords were given one after another, and occasionally there were sporadic gunshots. At this time, the city of Nanjing exuded the smell of uneasiness and gunpowder. The citizens of Nanjing, who had taken refuge in the international refugee camp, watched in horror the scene in front of them, the dark night was filled with soldiers, and the sound of gunfire in the distance was incessant. Is Nanjing really unfortunate? Everyone is worried.

In the headquarters of the Nanjing Garrison Commander, Tang Shengzhi, commander of the Nanjing Garrison, Luo Zhuoying, Liu Xing, deputy commanders, and other generals who had arrived in a hurry, secretly gathered in the narrow underground command post on the side of the railway track, and the busy figures of the staff officers swayed in the dim light, and the reports of the various units in place kept coming.

"The Japanese army suffered a crushing defeat at Gwanghwamen, but will soon organize a more frantic attack." Deputy Commander Luo Zhuoying pointed to the map and said. Tang Shengzhi frowned: "Those enemies must be killed outside the Guanghua Gate immediately, and at the same time, it is strictly ordered that no troops can retreat without authorization." When necessary, Hu Zongnan's 1st Army in Jiangbei could be ordered to block the entire Yangtze River, and those who took a step back could be killed. Although Tang Shengzhi said this, he himself had to admit that the Battle of Nanjing was fought like it is now, which can be described as "bad".

Batches of shells fell with a scream, exploding in the first-line defense and depth of the Chinese defenders, and the Japanese infantry rushed straight to Guanghuamen from the front line of Daxiaochang. The choking smell of gunpowder smoke was blowing in the air, and the panicked Chinese soldiers were stunned to find that as the smoke gradually faded, countless Japanese soldiers had appeared on the edge of the moat. Amid the shouts of the officers, the disorganized soldiers swarmed to their battle positions to resist the invading enemy.

The 36th Wing of the Saba River Infantry of Jiro Wakisaka Osaku received a secret order that the entire division should take the lead in launching an attack, first destroy Tang Shengzhi's command post, capture Tang Shengzhi alive, and see people alive and corpses when he dies. For a time, in front of Guanghua Gate, 10,000 artillery pieces bombarded at a low altitude, and more than 30 planes bombed at low altitude, pouring countless shells on Guanghua Gate...... For a time, Guanghuamen Mountain shook the ground, and there was a sea of fire.

The bombing lasted almost half an hour. The Japanese army rushed to the front of the Guanghuamen Gate in one fell swoop, and after several rounds of firepower, both sides of the moat and Tang Shengzhi's command post were full of crater-like craters. Relying on the cover of the crater, under the command of the officer, the Japanese soldiers leaped forward one by one.

Chains of fire were constantly streaked overhead, machine-gun fire from the cover behind them. Under the heavy bombardment of artillery fire, the Chinese defenders who were bored and dodged the shelling did not expect the Japanese to be so crazy at all. As the barrage of artillery bombardment slowly advanced, groups of Japanese soldiers rushed up after them, and when the artillery fire extended over, the Chinese soldiers who were just about to counterattack found that the Japanese had already arrived under the city. "Hit, fight!" The officer scolded rudely.

A torrent of bullets threw piles of Japanese soldiers under the city walls, and grenades fell one after another, exploding in the Japanese army. Despite the heavy casualties, hordes of Japanese soldiers chanting "Long live the Emperor" forcibly climbed the castle with grenades and grenadiers and advanced along the gap between the defenders' fortifications in the moat. Grenades, grenadiers, and machine guns rudely opened gaps in the Chinese army's defensive positions, and the Japanese soldiers charged with bayonets and rushed forward with their bayonets.

The brave Chinese soldiers shouted and scolded, and at the same time, they rose up to meet the attack, after all, this was to defend the capital of the Republic of China. What kind of scene is it for two fierce troops to collide together, so tragic, so tragic. Countless blue-gray figures, coordinated by the flanks of friendly forces, rushed forward, and they rushed forward with grenade ammunition packs, and even jumped into the Japanese soldiers under the city with guns.

The soldiers who rushed forward with machine guns were hit like honeycombs by the fire, but soon someone came up. The soldiers who collided with each other fought with bayonets and dancers, and the unflavored roar was almost not like a human sound. The blood-red eyes of the soldiers of the two countries who killed the darkness were blood-red, and the beastly nature in the depths of the human soul was completely released.

Some of the Chinese soldiers, covered in fire, pounced on the attacking Japanese soldiers, either being knocked down by the powerful force of the bullets, or holding a Japanese and burning them into two charcoals that were difficult to separate. Some Chinese soldiers braved the Japanese machine-gun fire, desperately climbing onto the "tortoise shells" whose tracks had been blown off, and many of them were beaten by machine guns to the point of flesh and blood, dripping with minced flesh and covering the turrets of the car bodies. Some soldiers rushed up, smashed open the top compartment of the Japanese turret, ignored the grenade fired from the tank, poked the gun in their hand into the turret compartment, swept wildly, and finally threw in another grenade. Such a fight made the defenders of Guanghuamen and the Japanese 9th Division shed enough blood.

After the war, Guanghuamen was surprisingly quiet, and Yuichi Onida, with the shadow special combat team, quietly rushed into the temporary command post after being bombarded