Just when Song Yunfei was anxiously expecting, the battle in Tianjin City had already arrived. , qВ5, CoМ// squadrons rushed into the city from all directions, Lu Ruishan was mighty, and after rushing into the depth of the Japanese army, his three brigades separated in the entire Dongcheng District, and after eliminating the 8th mixed brigade, Lu Ruishan simply ordered the three brigades to force the Haihe River to attack the Japanese concession.

“***！ Lu Ruishan, this bastard! What are you doing! Zhang Lihui jumped to his feet and scolded, although Lu Ruishan's move disrupted the Japanese army's decorations, it also disrupted his decorations, and the combat sequence of the entire army was a little chaotic.

"Why did the cable brigade run to Tangkou, and this B regiment ran to Jianfuguan again! It's messy, it's messy! Lai Zuoliang, the chief adviser, also shouted angrily.

Now the Japanese troops in Tianjin are in chaos, and the squadron is also in chaos, so they will shoot there when the guns are fired, and when they destroy one group, they will rush to the next one, and as a result, the whole army will be in chaos, and the 101st Division will hit the line of the 102nd Division, and the 102nd Division will hit the 103rd Division's combat area, and part of the troops of the 103rd Division will be wrapped in the provisional 53rd Division and rush across the Haihe River.

"! No matter, chief adviser, except for the regiment directly under the command and the guard regiment, the other armies, where the guns are fired, will shoot there, but not a single step can cross the Haihe River, the 103rd Division crossing the river army is under the command of the provisional 53rd Division, the army that has not crossed the river is forbidden to cross the river again, the rest of the army after destroying the enemy, the 101st Division assembles in the area of Longying, and crosses the river: the 102nd Division assembles on the front line of Dazhigu: the 103rd Division assembles in the area of Jianfuguan. ”

Zhang Lihui tried his best to adjust the army and maintain the army's combat sequence, but the chaos was still there, the army was scattered throughout Dongcheng District as a company, and some battalions could not find a company at all, and the battalion commander took the battalion headquarters to look for the army all over the city.

The east city was chaotic, but the gunfire in the north city gradually subsided, and the Qing Fourth Army eliminated the Chuan 0 who was stuck in the north station

After the division, Qin Yizhi slightly reorganized the army, crossed the 77th Army, and proposed an attack on the Japanese concession.

Yu Chengwan's offensive in Xicheng was even more fierce, Yu Chengwan has always been known for defending in Zhongzhong, but this time his attack was also launched, Yu Chengwan used sixty tanks as the blade "A regiment followed closely and rushed straight to Haiguang Temple.

In Tianjin, the sound of artillery roared tonight, the bullets pierced the night sky, and the firelight made the whole city into daylight, and the soldiers fought bravely in the firelight, and the citizens of Tianjin poured out from all corners "spontaneously formed various support teams, doctors and nurses rescued the wounded, and the young and strong carried the ammunition box and rushed forward with the soldiers."

Isamu Yokoyama could no longer climb the roof of the guild hall, the roof had almost been lifted, the shells had already fallen near the guild hall, and almost all the other armies had lost contact with the 69th Division, which was holding the core fortifications, and it was very clear what it meant to lose contact in this situation. Although Isamu Yokoyama would not believe that so many troops had been outflanked, there was only one reason why they refused to retreat, and there was no future for them to retreat.

All the Japanese troops in Tianjin knew that they could only fight to the last man, the last shell, the last bullet. "The radio was still ticking in the basement, but the Hotline had stopped, and the Hotline soldiers listened to the gunfire outside, not knowing what to do."

The headquarters was somewhat empty, and most of the advisers who came and went were no longer there, and as the battlefield approached the core position, most of the advisers had nothing to do, and the advisers were basically unemployed, so Yokoyama sent them to various armies.

Isamu Yokoyama sat on the sofa, advisor Miyamura sat across from him, and advisor Harukawa stood in front of the map, still meditating on it, trying to find a chance to find a way out.

"Boom!" With the explosion, a layer of dust fell from the roof, and the ash fell from the sky, coating the dimly lit door with a veil, and the interior became even hazy.

"Boom! Rumble! Several explosions in a row, the electric light on the roof shook with the building, and the wine glass on the coffee table also shook, Yokoyama leaned on the sofa, looking up at the shaking lamp on the roof, the light flickered, making the room cloudy.

"Commander, let's kill from the south of the city?" Harukawa's tone made him feel unconfident even to himself.

Isamu Yokoyama and Miyamura didn't even bother to talk, breaking through, it's not easy to talk about this. Harukawa felt a little bored, sighed and returned to the sofa, and before he could speak, an officer hurriedly ran in from outside.

The officer's body was covered with blood, and the saber in his hand was also stained with blood, and the officer ran to Yokoyama and saluted: "Commander, the Shina Army has reached Fukushima Street, and the commander of the Miura Division asked me to come and ask for reinforcements." ”

"Now there are reinforcements there, Captain Yamamoto, go back and tell Miura-kun to fight to the end." Yokoyama Yong didn't say anything, Miyamura spoke first, Yamamoto was the captain of the Tianjin gendarmerie, Harukawa

It is clear that Yamamoto has killed many Chinese in recent years, and according to the war criminal standards announced by China, among all those present, he is already sure of the war path.

"Commander, I only need a hundred people, a hundred people, and I can recapture Fukushima Street."

Yamamoto shouted movingly.

"Yamamoto-kun, let's go outside and take a look, the commander only has a guard squadron, and half of the military brigade in the township, transferred to it, what should the headquarters do?" Miyamura's tone was full of helplessness.

Yamamoto looked at the faceless Yokoyama Isamu and the equally helpless Harukawa, sighed on his feet, walked out listlessly, and out of the commander's mouth, one of his guards greeted him, and the guards were also covered in blood.

"Captain." The guards saw Yamamoto's situation and knew that there were no reinforcements, and their gendarmerie had all been wiped out, and the two of them fought desperately, and even Yamamoto's unconscious officer was killed.

Yamamoto put the sword in his left hand, sat down on the steps, took out a cigarette from his inner pocket with a trembling hand, lit it and smoked it sullenly. , Then I remembered the Asami next to him, turned his head to look at him, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, Asami thanked him repeatedly, and then respectfully took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Captain, what are we going to do next?" Asami asked Yamamoto, just in the distance, artillery shells and grenades exploded inexhaustibly, and from time to time a piece of red light rushed up, and the machine gun rang out like a bean, mixed with the sound of rifles.

There was a trace of fish belly white in the sky, and the cannonballs exploded around with this fish belly white, and in the firelight, Yamamoto suddenly saw three wounded people sitting in the corner of the wall, "The three people leaned against the wall and quietly looked at the fire and explosion outside, like three statues." Yamamoto patted his buttocks, stood up, and walked over before getting a haircut,

, all three wounded had bayonets stuck in their stomachs.

Yamamoto stood quietly in front of the wounded and gave a military salute, turned around and walked out, and Asami also hurriedly saluted the three corpses, turned around and followed behind Yamamoto.

Instead of going through the trench, Yamamoto walked straight over it, and when he approached the gate of the park, he had just stepped over a trench, and a human head emerged from the trench and shouted at him, "Hey, what are you doing, why don't you pay attention to concealment." ”

Asami turned his head at the man with a gun on his back, and Yamamoto stopped, turning to see that it was a half-pulled old man wearing a military hat, and the old man's arm was wrapped in a white cloth with the word "Righteous and Brave" written on it.

The old man also saw it clearly at this time, and he stopped that he was actually an officer, and his originally straight waist was immediately shortened, and Yamamoto's eyes lit up and he immediately squatted down: "Why, you are not old, and you still want to kill that person?" ”

A flattering smile appeared on the old man's face: "Lord, Lord, we can't just defend the trench and wait for the tank to come and blow up the tank." ”

"Boom!" A shell exploded outside the courtyard gate, and Yamamoto saw that the old man's legs trembled, and his body shrank downward. Seeing this detail, Yamagen's basically bright eyes immediately dimmed a lot, and a woman who was nearly fifty years old ran over from the other end of the trench and saw the old man and scolded him repeatedly: "Why did you run out again, don't you come in quickly." ”

The old man bowed his head and said to Yamamoto: "This is my wife, I think the cover department is too stuffy to breathe, and it will chase it out after a while, but it is different there, if the cannonball hits, you have to die." ”

Yamamoto laughed and stood up: "That's right, as long as the cannonball hits, it's the same to hide there." ”

After he turned around and walked out, he already knew that the purpose of the commander here to put these volunteers here, it was very simple to be a human bomb, and when the tank came, he would wrap the bomb and pounce on it, but Yama knew that he had already used this tactic, and it was not useful at all, the best weapon was to kick the anti-aircraft guns, but these precious anti-aircraft guns were almost lost in the street battles, and I don't know if there were any decorations here.

Asami gave a salute to the old couple and hurriedly followed Yamamoto's footsteps. The two walked out of Yamato Park, Yamamoto sat down at the gate of the park, and after wandering for a while, he turned to Asami: "The mission has been completed, don't follow me anymore." ”

After that, without waiting for Asami's answer, Yamamoto walked towards the most intense cannon, Asami froze, stood there in a daze, and then caught up again.

The two figures walked alone on the street, and after not going far, they heard the sound of anti-aircraft guns, Yamamoto ran over, and when they reached the firing point, they found several teenage male and female students playing with anti-aircraft guns, two girls in school clothes playing with sights, and two other boys in charge of carrying shells.

Seeing this scene, Yamamoto immediately felt crying and laughing, and a trace of complaint rose in his heart, such an important weapon was actually operated by these children, wouldn't this greatly reduce the effectiveness of the weapon, and these people should be placed to blow up the tank.

"Asakusa-kun, let's do it!" Yamamoto, who had been trained in this area, pushed the girl who was in charge of aiming away and re-aimed, and Asami picked up a cannonball and stuffed it into the chamber.

"Put!" Yamamoto shouted, the muzzle of the kick anti-aircraft gun flashed, and the shell exploded in the distance, "Good! The girls jumped up for joy, but Yamamoto saw that the shell was slightly off, and sure enough, the tank drove out through the smoke, and the girls made a regretful sound.

Yamamoto couldn't cry or laugh, these girls still thought they were at school, "Bullet!" Yamahara didn't have time to teach them a lesson, so he let out a loud shout, and Asami picked up a cannonball and stuffed it into the chamber.

"Fire!" The muzzle of the cannon erupted again, and the shells whistled towards the tank in the distance, and almost at the same time, Yamamoto saw the muzzle of the opposite tank flickering almost as well, "Lie down!" As soon as Yamamoto lay down, he felt a violent explosion sound around him.

After a while, he struggled to get up from the ground, but he felt the world spin around, and his ears buzzed, "Asami." Yamamoto shouted, but he barely heard his own voice, Asami did not appear to his side, Yamamoto screamed twice, but no one came, he tried to look up, and both young men and women fell to the ground, blood gurgling out of their bodies and seeping into the ground.

Without seeing Asami, Yamamoto raised his body higher and looked further, only to find that Asami was already lying on the other side of the anti-aircraft gun, leaving only half of his body left.

"Lord!" A lucky boy ran out of nowhere and tried to pick up Yamamoto, Yamamoto tried to pat his head, stood up along the boy's arm, and just stood up straight, a fierce gunshot rang out, Yamamoto turned around, and a group of Japanese soldiers panicked along the corner of the street, into the next building.

In the blink of an eye, Chinese soldiers rushed along the corner of the street, shooting as they went, and chased into the building, the tank motor roaring, and the muzzle of the gun pointed to the sides of the crouching building.

Yamamoto stumbled to grab the shell, and two Chinese soldiers spotted them and raised their guns to shoot in this direction, Yamamoto felt the bullet penetrate his skin with high speed and high temperature, and then rushed out in front of him, and the boy next to him just fell down with a sound.

The motor continued to roar, the tracks shook the road, Yamamoto struggled from the pool of blood and looked up, and saw a behemoth driving towards him, he could even see the cold gaze of the Chinese soldier in the shooting hole, and in Yamamoto's last feeling, the tracks of the tank pressed against his body.

"Concubine!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The shells fell more and more densely in Yamato Park, and Yokoyama Yuwa Miyamura knew that the battle had reached the door of the basement without leaving the basement.

"Commander, Commander Okamura is calling."

As if grasping at the last straw, Isamu Yokoyama grabbed the telegram from the adviser's hand with some gaffe, and Okamura Ninji informed him in the telegram that he had decided to negotiate with General Shina, and that the negotiations would take place this morning, with Tokunaga as the negotiator, and if they could hold Tianjin for 48 hours, Tianjin would be included in the negotiations.

Forty-eight o'clock? Isamu Yokoyama clearly remembered that he had said in the telegram that Tianjin would fall within 24 o'clock, and now Okamura was still asking what was going on at 48 o'clock.

Isamu Yokoyama handed the telegram to Miyamura and Harukawa, and Miyamura couldn't help but complain after reading it: "What is Commander Okamura doing, and will the Shina people negotiate now?" Isn't it whimsical? ”

Harukawa heard Miyamura's inner chagrin, Miyamura has always insisted on the condition of not surrendering, Miyamura believes that if General Shina is unwilling to attack Beiping, then he will also not attack Tianjin, so he has always insisted on this condition, but now, the squadron is not alone, and the progress is beyond homesickness......,

"Call back, the shells of the Chinese army have hit my commander's mouth, and the Tianjin Front will disappear in ten hours!"

Isamu Yokoyama's tone was very cold, and there was another violent explosion, and after the electric light shook violently, it finally couldn't support it, and it fell from the ceiling, making a crisp sound on the ground@ko

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