As soon as Zhu Xia and the old lady's uncle left, a group of black-pressed ships appeared on the ocean outside Wusongkou.

"Look, little Japanese gunboats!" At this time, it was early afternoon, the wind was mild, the field of vision was quite broad, more than a dozen large warships and dozens of small gunboats were lined up, and the sun flag on the ship was fluttering in the wind, which was very easy to identify.

The remnants of the 61st Division and the members of the Wusong Security Team were unaware, but Xu Shijiu even stood up with the hairs on his back, and immediately opened his throat and shouted hoarsely: "Anti-artillery, anti-artillery, little Japan is about to start shelling, little Japan is about to start shelling......"

Before the words fell, a burst of white mist rose from the warships lined up on the ocean.

Then there was a short scream of "squeak" in the sky, the members of the Wusong security team had not participated in the 128th Shanghai Anti-Japanese War, and they didn't think it was terrible, but the remnants of the 61st Division changed their faces in an instant, they knew very well that if the whistling sound was long and slow, the landing point would be far away, and if the whistling sound was short and sharp, the landing point was nearby!

In the next moment, the remnants of the 20-odd 61st Division who gathered on the top of the mountain to see the excitement turned over and lay down, one by one with their fists on their chests and sticking to the ground, and the remaining members of the No. 10 Wusong security team were slightly stunned, and several large-caliber high-explosive shells had already fallen on the top of Fortress Mountain, and then there was a violent explosion.

Several huge mushroom clouds instantly rose from the top of the mountain.

After the violent explosion, the dozen or so security guards who were still in a daze just now had already disappeared without a trace, and the 20 or so remnants of the 61st Division who had fallen down in time had not escaped their doom, and the dozen or so remnants in the center of the explosion were directly torn apart, and most of the remnants who were dozens of meters away from the explosion site were also shocked to death on the spot.

Only a few remnants of soldiers furthest from the explosion point narrowly escaped death, and before the smoke cleared, they jumped up from the ground and crawled down the anticline of Battery Hill.

After a few test firings, an overwhelming array of shelling ensued.

A few minutes after the shelling, more than 10 bombers roared in, made a big circle over the fort, and then swooped down on the anticline of Fort Hill in a group of two; little Japan was not a fool, and the naval guns could not hit the anticline, but they still had a powerful naval aviation, and the next moment, a group of two heavy bombs roared down from the sky.

Suddenly, Fortress Hill, less than 50 meters above sea level, became an isolated island in the midst of the stormy waves.

Lao Zhao clasped his knees with his hands and squatted in the anti-artillery hole with an indifferent expression, the Japanese army's large-caliber naval guns and heavy aerial bombs shook the entire artillery platform, and from time to time heavy aerial bombs fell in the trenches, accompanied by the smoke and mud that rolled up in the sky, the entire section of the trenches was swept into the air, and the anti-artillery holes dug on both sides of this trench and the soldiers in the holes also flew into the air in an instant, and were torn into countless stumps and fragments by the fierce air waves.

How could a makeshift fortification hold off the bombardment of a heavy aerial bomb? Fortunately, the Japanese bombers could only carry out regional bombing, and as long as they did not hit the "Great Luck" and were thrown directly on the roof of the anti-artillery shelter, or simply thrown into the trench where they were hiding, the officers and men of the national army hiding in the anti-artillery shelter could still be safe.

The air was filled with the strong smell of gunsmoke and the scorching smell of the human body.

Lao Zhao took out a photo from his jacket pocket, looked at the photo and was stunned, the photo was a group photo, a young woman with a flower letter holding her hair in a bun and wearing a floral cloth embroidered jacket led a seven or eight-year-old girl, smiling sweetly at the camera, looking at the little girl's innocent smile, Lao Zhao's indifferent face finally showed a smile.

Lao Zhao was a veteran and even participated in the Northern Expedition, but he was Wu Peifu's soldier at that time.

The bombardment of Artillery Taiwan by Little Japan lasted for a full hour, and the elevation of Fortress Hill was also lowered by two meters, and the entire Fortress and Fortress Hill were ploughed by artillery fire over and over again, and almost all the fortifications that were repaired before were reimbursed, and only the anticline of the mountain was able to retain part of the fortifications because it avoided the naval guns.

Feeling that the sound of the explosion began to become sparse, Xu Shijiu drilled out of the anti-artillery hole, although the thick gunpowder smoke choked his eyes and his throat was dry, but he still gritted his back teeth and roared hoarsely: "The artillery hurry into the gun position, the infantry is stepping up to repair the fortifications, the little devil is about to land, and he is going to land......"

The remnants of the 61st Division and the members of the Wusong Security Corps were like ants coming out of their nests to forage for food, and they successively drilled out of the anti-artillery holes on the anti-slope plane, and some of the artillery flew over the ridge to the gun position on the front of the mountain, while the vast majority of the infantry picked up the sapper shovels one after another, racing against time to repair the infantry fortifications destroyed by the Japanese artillery fire.

Xu Shijiu climbed to the top of the mountain with a rolling belt, raised his binoculars and looked out, only to see dozens of gunboats and small steamers already loaded with loaded guns and live ammunition devil soldiers, dragging out white turbid waves on the ocean surface, quickly approaching the tidal flat on the left side of Fortress Mountain, on that tidal flat, the Japanese army that had previously attacked Wusong and missed had established a guiding position.

At this moment, if the Nationalist army has a few large-caliber anti-aircraft guns, the Japanese army will definitely suffer a big loss.

Even if there were no large-caliber flat-firing guns, even a few small-caliber flat-firing guns would be enough to destroy the Japanese landing craft.

It is a pity that there were only four old guns in the Fortress Hill position, not to mention the slow rate of fire and poor accuracy, which could only pose a small threat to the Japanese troops who rushed to land on the beach.

However, after waiting for a long time, the four old flat-fire guns on the front of Fort Hill never sounded, so Xu Shijiu put down his binoculars and said to the seal lying beside him: "Captain Hai, why hasn't your cannon moved?" ”

The seal was also full of confusion, scratching his head and saying, "The little brother is also wondering, why don't you fight?" ”

"Look!" Xu 19 jumped up from the ground, climbed over the ridge and went straight to the gun position on the front of the mountain.

When Xu 19 and the seals rushed to the gun position on the mountainside, they found that the commander of the 2nd company was sweating profusely to disassemble a shell, and when he saw Xu 19 and the seal, the 2nd company commander quickly got up to meet him, and said with a sad face: "Captain, it's really evil, this cannonball doesn't sound, it's like this for more than a dozen rounds in a row!" ”

"How so?" The seal stared at the bull's eye and yelled in disbelief, "This batch of shells is an import that Minister Kong bought from Italy last year, and the fuse is instantaneous, how can it be a squib?!" ”

"Captain, it's a squib, it doesn't sound!" The commander of the 2nd company was also anxious.

Xu 19 took the shell from the 2nd company commander and looked at it, his face was black at that time, this is an Italian product, but it is a product produced more than 50 years ago, and it has passed the scrapping period.

The seals over there tried several shots, but all of them were squibs, and they didn't go off.

"Grandma is a bear, these black-hearted corrupt officials!" The seal threw the cannonball in his hand to the ground hatefully, and jumped to his feet and scolded, "Lao Tzu pinned his head to the waistband of his trousers to fight against Japan and kill Xiao Dongying, but this group of corrupt officials and corrupt officials bought back a pile of scrap iron to fool us, what bullshit leader, what bullshit finance minister?" ”

Xu Shijiu patted the seal on the shoulder and persuaded: "Captain Hai, let's open some, let's resist Japan and kill the little devils, not for any bullshit leader, let alone for these corrupt officials who only know how to fill their own pockets, we are fighting for thousands of defenseless old and young women and children, who made us soldiers?" ”

"Grandma is a bear, that being said, I still don't think it's worth it." The seal said hatefully, "Even if we take off this skin and don't belong to this bullshit security team, we can still resist Japan, kill devils, and fight for the old and young, women and children!" Don't suffer the anger of the bullshit leaders and corrupt officials! ”

"That's it, our Wusong security team has not been paid for half a year!" The 2nd company commander was also angry.

"Then we have to finish this battle, right? You are a dignified sea captain, don't you want to escape? Xu Jiu smiled, turned around and left.

"Who wants to escape?" The seal showed a fierce light, pulled out the box cannon and shot it at the sky, and said murderously, "Whoever dares to escape from the battle, Lao Tzu will kill whoever he is, brothers, go with Lao Tzu and kill Xiao Dongying on the dog day!" After Xiao Dongying, let's go back to the Yangtze River waterway, and no longer be angry with these corrupt officials! ”

When Xu 19 and the seals arrived at the position on the left flank of Fortress Hill, the first batch of Japanese troops and equipment had already gone ashore.

Watching groups of heavily armed special combat soldiers jump off the landing craft and wade ashore, and watching the 92 infantry guns, the Type 92 heavy machine guns, and the tanks and armored vehicles coming ashore, Owara Shigemi's confidence also rose rapidly with the tide.

Without waiting for all the forces to be deployed, Owara Shigemi couldn't wait to launch a tentative attack on Fortress Hill.

About three squads of infantry, with a wavy line of skirmishers, holding bayonets and 38 canopies, pressed towards the Nationalist positions on the left flank of Fortress Hill, and on the two flanks of the skirmishers were two fire support groups, each with two grenadiers and a crooked light machine gun.

This is almost the standard firepower configuration of a Japanese squad, and it is also the standard process of the Japanese attack.

Xu 19 turned on the nose of the box gun, pointed obliquely ahead with the muzzle of the gun, and then turned his head and ordered the veteran beside him: "Pass the order, Lao Tzu will not fire, no one is allowed to fire!" ”

"There is an order from the camp, and no one is allowed to shoot if he doesn't shoot."

"There is an order from the camp, and no one is allowed to shoot if he doesn't shoot."

"There is an order from the camp, and no one is allowed to shoot if he doesn't shoot."

Xu 19's order was quickly passed on verbally, and the veterans of the Bailai National Army who were guarding the left flank position released the index finger of their right hand that held the trigger one after another, and Zhu Xia personally announced the appointment order before leaving, temporarily appointing Xu 19 as the commander of the independent battalion of the 61st Division, and all the officers and men of the artillery Taiwan were incorporated into the independent battalion.

Lao Zhao first put the photo to his mouth and kissed it, then carefully put it back in his jacket pocket, then clicked and pushed the bomb into the load, and then squinted his left eye to lock on to the Japanese soldier opposite through the crosshair.