Dashiqiao, the headquarters of the 114th Division of the Army.

This time, the 40,000 reinforcements of the army were mainly composed of two special divisions, the 114th and the 106th.

The two divisions were formed on the basis of the remaining reservists of the 14th and 6th Divisions.

The 114th Division was responsible for the defensive line directly north of the Dashiqiao, and as a sortie, it took advantage of the weakness to attack Haicheng.

The current commander of the 114th Division is Lieutenant General Nakajimamura, which has two brigades and four main infantry wings, in addition to four brigades, baggage, artillery, cavalry and engineer directly under the division headquarters, as well as directly subordinate to the field hospital communications team and other directly subordinate teams.

The total strength is about 20,000 people, and for Haicheng, a small county town with empty defense, Zhongdao Village has already done reconnaissance and knows that the defenders in the city are less than 3,000.

The 127th Division and other units were immediately transferred, and about 10,000 people went out of Dashiqiao to attack Haicheng, but they were met with stubborn resistance from the new army in the northeast of Haicheng.

The slowness of the battle exceeded the expectations of the division commander, Nakajimamura.

In the division headquarters, Nakajima Village frowned, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Your Excellency General, the attack of the 127th Brigade has encountered great resistance, and the Chinese army has resisted desperately by relying on the residential buildings in the city, and the imperial army has suffered great losses." Chief of Staff Shao Tianyu put down the phone and walked over.

Hearing this, Nakajima Village turned around and asked, "Where is the Shina Army in the Shenyang area now?" ”

"According to the scouts we have sent, the reinforcements of the Shina people have almost poured out, and they have passed the lighthouse and are advancing rapidly along the railway line, and they are expected to arrive in ** hours at the latest." Shao Tianbiao replied.

"** hours?" The solemnity on Nakajimamura's face when he heard this invisibly increased a point, and he continued to ask: "Chief of Staff, do you think we can take Haicheng within eight hours?" ”

Shao Tianyu lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally said: "General, please forgive me for being blunt, now that we have no air force support, the follow-up troops outside the city must always be vigilant against the air raids and bombardments of the Chinese army, especially the artillery units, which cannot calmly exert their true strength.

If we continue like this, then we won't be able to capture Haicheng before the arrival of reinforcements from the Shina people, but ......"

"But what?" Nakajima asked with a raised eyebrow.

Shao Tianfang looked at his watch, raised his head and said, "General, it is already two o'clock in the afternoon, and at the latest at six o'clock, that is, four hours later, it will be dark, and the air force of the people of China will not be able to take off to participate in the war."

At that time, the Imperial Army will be able to attack with all its might, that is to say, whether we can take Haicheng or not, the most critical thing is four hours after six o'clock. ”

"Four hours? Is it before ten o'clock in the evening? Nakajima was thoughtful.

Shao Tianbiao nodded.

After pondering for a moment, Nakajima Village said to Shao Tianyu: "Chief of Staff, in the name of the division and regimental headquarters, order the 127th Brigade to take Haicheng before ten o'clock in the evening, and inform it that after six o'clock, the artillery wing can fully assist it." ”

"Hay!" Shao Tianbiao suddenly bowed his head in response, holding the saber in one hand and walking towards the telephone in three steps and two steps.

…………………… Inside Haicheng City.

The gunfire was urgent, and in a residential house in Beicheng District, fierce gunshots rang out from time to time, echoing throughout the entire residential area, which was particularly harsh.

On the roof of a private house, Zhou Pingyuan and several of his men had just climbed onto the roof, and on several houses opposite them, other officers and soldiers also climbed onto the roof as promised.

Zhou Pingyuan led several subordinates to the edge of the roof cautiously with Garand rifles and submachine guns.

Below is a small alley about two or three meters wide, and when I looked at it, I saw about four or five devil soldiers carefully touching the alley with 38 rifles.

"Grenades!" Zhou Pingyuan turned around and whispered, and several soldiers immediately took out a German-made wooden-handled grenade, skillfully unscrewed the back cover, and clasped their fingers on the iron ring of the fuse, making a gesture.

Zhou Pingyuan cautiously observed a few devils, and raised his right hand to wait for a few devils to walk under the house, and then waved it down in vain.

Several soldiers behind him immediately pulled grenades and easily threw them into the alley.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Several explosions sounded in the alley, followed by the miserable howls of several devil soldiers.

Soon, thick gunpowder smoke rose from the alley.

Zhou Pingyuan, just in case, took an MP18 submachine gun from a soldier and fired fiercely at the alley.

It didn't stop until a thirty-round magazine ran out, and he didn't care whether the devils in the alley survived or not, Zhou Pingyuan immediately took the lead and got up, and the cat moved around his waist.

As they moved, a chaotic and dense burst of gunfire and explosions rang out in several alleys opposite.

As soon as he got out of the house, several ghost soldiers who rushed to hear the news appeared at the mouth of another alley.

Zhou Pingyuan raised the Garand rifle and fired repeatedly, and the hot bullets flew towards the devil one after another.

The two devil soldiers who couldn't avoid it were shot and fell down one after another, and the other devil soldiers hurriedly retreated.

Bullets hit the brick wall and rubble flew over.

Taking advantage of this gap, several other soldiers jumped off the roof one after another, scattered separately, leaned against the corner, or squatted or stood and began to shoot at the devil.

The crossfire of several Garand rifles and flower traps was very fast, and the devils were powerless to fight back.

Several devil soldiers leaned on the corner of the wall to shoot stubbornly, but under the reluctant fire, the accuracy was greatly reduced, and the bullets flew too far and hit the brick wall rubble.

The two sides exchanged fierce shots for about a few minutes, and Zhou Pingyuan, who had been fighting for a long time, instinctively sensed a hint of danger.

Before he could react, a few muffled sounds suddenly sounded in the direction of the devil opposite.

Due to the close proximity of the two sides, the muffled sound was not muffled by the gunfire.

Zhou Pingyuan's face suddenly changed when he heard the sound, and he immediately shouted: "It's not good, it's a grenadier, hide quickly!" ”

It was too late to say that, just as Zhou Pingyuan's voice fell, two small grenades fell with a whistling sound.

"Boom ......" two grenades fell on the house where Zhou Pingyuan was hiding, fortunately they did not fall directly into the alley, otherwise they would have died on the spot.

The blast wave from the explosion kicked up large swaths of rubble that fell into the alley with dust.

Zhou Pingyuan, who smashed them, slammed their steel helmets and landed on the back of their shoulders, smacking their lips in pain.

"Hurry up!" Zhou Pingyuan took the lead and ran towards the other end of the alley.

Several soldiers sloppily held their guns and quickly followed Zhou Pingyuan.

They hadn't gone far before the devil's grenadiers opened fire again, this time with two grenades landing directly into their hiding place.

Huge fires erupted with the blast of the explosion, covering half of the alley in an instant.

Several soldiers who retreated with Zhou Pingyuan to the exit on the other side of the alley turned around when they heard the sound, and they couldn't help but be a little afraid when they saw this.

If you withdraw a minute or two later, it is estimated that this time you will be fucking blown into slag.

As soon as Zhou Pingyuan and a few soldiers came out of the alley, they encountered a group of friendly soldiers who happened to pass by.

Zhou Pingyuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly waved his hand to one of the second lieutenant officers in the lead.

The second lieutenant officer hurriedly ran over to the corner of the wall, squatted and saluted, "Sir, what's the matter?" ”

Zhou Pingyuan pointed to the mouth of the alley behind him and said, "Devil, where are the devils who have two grenadiers, and they are coming over the wall, I see that your people are carrying grenadiers, help my brothers, and kill this group of dogs?" ”

"Yes, the commander commanded, how dare you disobey your humble position!" The second lieutenant officer gladly replied.

Zhou Pingyuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, that regiment?" ”

The troops left behind in Haicheng were very miscellaneous, in addition to Zhang Xinghan's directly subordinate guard battalion and part of the 3rd Regiment of the 3rd Division of Reading Li, there were also wounded soldiers from various units.

"From the 3rd Division." The second lieutenant officer replied.

"From the guard battalion of my headquarters." Zhou Pingyuan introduced himself: "Zhou Pingyuan, the commander of the 3rd Company of the Guard Battalion. ”

"Li Ziqing, platoon commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 3rd Division of the Mobu Division." The second lieutenant officer said.

"Platoon Commander Li, when the battle is over, Lao Zhou will invite you to drink!" Zhou Pingyuan's tone changed and said: "The premise is that after this battle, we are all still alive." ”

"Definitely!" Li Ziqing nodded.

"Company commander, the devil seems to be here!" At this time, a soldier reminded in a low voice.

"Platoon Commander Li, I'll leave it to you." Zhou Pingyuan nodded at Li Ziqing.

Li Ziqing nodded and waved his hand at the two rocket soldiers in his team.

Two rocketeers ran quickly with a bazooka on their shoulders.

At this time, the smoke in the alley dissipated slightly, and with the help of the telescope, Zhou Pingyuan vaguely saw several devils carefully holding rifles into the mouth of the alley.

He gestured to Li Ziqing, and the soldier carrying the bazooka behind him immediately stepped forward and pointed the bazooka at the alley in a half-squat.

"Boom!" With a sound, a high-explosive bomb flew towards the alley like an arrow from a string, wrapped in a slender hot flame.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the high-explosive bomb exploded directly at the mouth of the alley, and the four devil soldiers were instantly blown into stumps and broken arms.

Soon, the bazooka was reloaded and fired again, this time with a slightly higher angle of fire.

The high-explosive bomb flew directly out of the alley and hit the opposite wall, causing a violent explosion.

The scorching shmel shot into the sky, and then several other ghost soldiers, including two grenadiers, were unable to dodge and fell to a pool of blood in a miserable wail.

"Up!" Zhou Pingyuan waved his hand and led his subordinates to rush into the alley again.

Approaching the entrance of the alley, two soldiers took the lead in throwing two grenades through the wall.

A ghost soldier who had not yet lost his breath suddenly made matters worse, and he was killed by the explosion and could not die anymore.

"Platoon Commander Li, thank you, we have too many troops, let's disperse quickly, the devil will come back after hearing the news." Zhou Pingyuan smiled and saluted Li Ziqing and thanked him.

"Okay, sir, take care!" After Li Ziqing returned the salute, he and his team quickly disappeared into the criss-crossing residential construction area in front of him.

"Da ......" As soon as Zhou Pingyuan and the others finished cleaning the battlefield, a burst of gunfire rang out in vain.

After all, their forces are limited, and the devil's grenades are still somewhat helpful, especially the grenadiers, which are no less powerful than bazookas in street fighting.

Although Zhou Pingyuan's 3rd Company had a lot of equipment before the battle, most of it was consumed in the defensive battle outside the city.

This will disperse the troops, and it is naturally impossible for a few soldiers to have bazookas and grenadiers in their hands.

This time it was a squad of devils armed with crooked machine guns, and they were coming down the street.

Without Zhou Pingyuan's reminder, several soldiers who had just finished cleaning the battlefield quickly dodged and hid in the alley.

(To be continued)