In the morning of late spring in the land of Bagui, under the bright sunshine, it was originally a beautiful pastoral scenery, especially outside the city of Nanning, although it is green, fat, red and thin, but it is also full of spring, the green carpet-like grassland, Zhongzhan spreads out into the distance, the tall banyan trees stand on the field like a cluster of green islands, and the early birds chirp and fly in the branches.

If it weren't for the trenches and barbed wire, which destroyed the overall appearance, it was a good place for outings, but unfortunately, this tranquility and beauty were soon broken, in the blue sky, there was a piercing scream, a group of black pressed metal projectiles, from far and near whistling, in an instant, the turf flew, the soil rolled, clusters of soil waves bulged, the earth began to shake and tremble, and the fresh air was full of the pungent smell of gunsmoke.

This time, the Japanese artillery bombardment was more fierce than any yesterday, first I saw a splash of soil flowers, and then, I couldn't see the number of earth flowers, and the explosion points were one after another, and the smoke of gunpowder rose into the air, and the sky over Nanning City was covered like a dark cloud, and the Japanese began to attack.

The 113th Division, the 315th Regiment, the 1st and 2nd Company. Soldier Wu Changsuo, 19 years old this year, is an authentic Guangxi native, however, his hometown is in the Duyang Mountains of northern Guangxi, it was only yesterday to add 315, Wu Changsuo joined the army less than a year ago, very lucky has not been on the battlefield, so, until now, I don't know what it is like to have artillery fire, as soon as I entered the position last night, I smelled a strong smell of gunpowder smoke in my nose, and listened to others talk about it, this regiment was beaten by the Japanese yesterday, and half of the brothers were beaten in their hearts, and they pestered the veterans to teach experience. A veteran lazily told him, "When the little devil shoots the cannon, you just cover your head and lie in the trench, but don't run around, you don't know what's going on if you lose your little life." ”

As soon as the Japanese bombardment began, Wu Changsuo kept in mind the teachings of the veterans, held his head in his hands, blocked his ears, and pressed them tightly to the edge of the trench, curled up as much as possible, so frightened that he almost cried, and opened his mouth to pant and inhale into his lungs, all of which were hot and choking gunsmoke.

Wu Changsuo raised his head by chance, wanting to see where his companion was, but he saw a scene that he would never forget, in the battalion headquarters not far from him, the battalion commander was shouting into the phone, a shell flew, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly exploded in front of his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the battalion headquarters was gone, only a deep crater, a few broken tree trunks, a few pieces of broken military clothes and a few bloodstains, Wu Changsuo still remembered that the battalion commander was a short and concise Cantonese, speaking Cantonese that he couldn't understand, because his legs and feet were a little slower, and the back of his head was slapped by the battalion commander.

He just held his head in his hands and looked at the crater in a daze, until he was kicked in the ass, and then he jumped forward like a hot one, and before he could distinguish between the east and the west, a figure threw him to the ground, and a string of bullets hit the chest wall of the trench, making a penetrating "poof" sound, "You are fucking looking for death, the Japanese are charging, and if you fuck like this, sooner or later you will be beaten into a sieve by machine guns," came a vicious curse in his ears.

Wu Changsuo came to his senses at this time, in front of him was the squad leader's fierce big eyes, he was not afraid of the battalion commander, but he was stunned by his squad leader from the heart, nothing else, just the squad leader's body, he could crush himself to death at once, the sound of artillery was gone, but why was the ground still "rumbling" trembling? There is also the "chirping" sound of bullets grazing overhead, which seeps people when they listen to it, and no matter how bad their brains are, they also know that the squad leader saved their lives.

The squad leader pulled his neck and dragged him to the edge of the trench, Wu Changsuo cautiously poked his head out to see, in the far field, a black iron lump was shaking his head and swinging his tail and roaring towards himself, black smoke was still coming out of the back of his buttocks, and a fire spewed out from time to time in his long nose, and then, a loud noise roared nearby, Wu Changsuo saw this formation, and was so frightened that he slipped back into the trench, and asked in a trembling voice: "Squad leader, what is that?" ”

The squad leader glared at the beads and shouted loudly: "That's the little devil's tank, followed by the devil soldiers, yes, don't show your head, lie honestly, when I call you, you can throw grenades, do you hear?" As he spoke, he threw more than a dozen grenades beside him, which was strange to say, and when the squad leader roared like this, Wu Changsuo didn't seem to be so scared.

Seeing that the squad leader was fighting hard, he couldn't help but stick his head out, those iron turtles came closer, followed by groups of ghost soldiers wearing khaki military uniforms, suddenly, the squad leader pressed his head on the edge of the trench, and then, he heard a series of "poof" sounds, and the squad leader's thunderous roar sounded in his ears: "You don't want to fucking live?" The head is raised so high, the machine gun bullet can beat your head into a rotten watermelon," Wu Changsuo knew, and the squad leader saved himself again.

In the blink of an eye, those iron turtles were forced to come to his eyes, Wu Changsuo saw that more than a dozen soldiers, each with a bundle of grenades from Cao, rushed out, some just out of the trench, were hit by bullets, leaned over, Yin Hong's blood stains, and fell in front of them, some rushed far away, not close to the iron turtle, were also knocked down by bullets, a few soldiers approached the iron turtle, a loud bang, the iron turtle, suddenly emitted a puff of black smoke, and then, paralyzed there, jumped out of a few ghost soldiers, and was quickly killed by their own people.

Wu Changsuo felt that this invulnerable iron turtle was not impossible to deal with, but the tanks that were blown up were in the minority, and the soldiers of the Gui Army took a few names in exchange, and Honma Masaharu invested a chariot wing at one time, more than 80 tanks, which were used to impact the defensive positions of the Gui army, which was a deadly weapon for the Gui army troops who had no anti-tank weapons at all, and could only exchange the lives of the soldiers.

Ten and eight are good to say, more than 80 tanks are advancing in unison, spitting smoke and fire, invulnerable, the impact of the Gui army's position can be imagined, Wu Chang saw a tank run over the corpse of a Gui army soldier, and the tracks still carried human organs and stains of blood, so the momentum and rumbling in his own direction, followed by the devil soldiers, but was suppressed on the ground by the fire on the position, but the fear caused by this behemoth to Wu Changsuo was no less than a mountain falling head-on.

Only more than 20 meters away from the forward position, the squad leader cursed, picked up a bundle of grenades, and rushed out, just stepped on the trench, a string of machine gun bullets flew over, the squad leader fell back to the trench covered in blood, Wu Changsuo howled and pounced, the squad leader's lips stirred a few times, did not say a word, Yin Hong's blood came out of his mouth, and just pushed the bundle of grenades to Wu Changsuo's side slightly.

Without waiting for Wu Changsuo to react, the tank had already driven to the edge of the trench, the huge hull was raised, and then rushed to Wu Changsuo, Wu Changsuo almost subconsciously pulled the grenade string, after a loud bang, the Japanese tank was blown up from under the weakest belly of the armor, and a puff of black smoke came out of the hull, followed by a series of explosions.

After the explosion, a Japanese tank emitting black smoke and turning into a pile of scrap metal, a deep crater, a few wisps of green smoke, and I could no longer see a Chinese soldier named Wu Changsuo, who was only 19 years old, and his squad leader, the same tragedy, was staged from time to time on the outlying positions of Nanning, but the young body of the Gui soldier could die with several Japanese tanks?

The suppressed Japanese infantry rushed over regardless of casualties, and Xia Guodong, the commander of the 113th Division, shouted almost pleadingly on the phone: "Boss, the little devil's tank is up, my brother uses his body to block it, please order artillery support, as long as the little devil's infantry is killed, these iron turtles will be cleaned up, please, the position is about to be lost!" ”

Bai Chongxi's face was pale, the flesh on his cheeks, because of his gritted teeth, one by one, he didn't want to use artillery fire to support the forward position, but he had two artillery regiments in his hand, less than a hundred artillery, the Japanese were more than a thousand artillery, as long as his artillery fired, it was basically a hammer deal, and it was covered by the Japanese artillery fire in an instant, he couldn't bear to give this order, but the dangerous situation on the front line was in his eyes and anxious.

In less than a minute, the sweat on Bai Chongxi's face fell, and he said into the microphone: "Xia Guodong, I sue you, don't complain, that defense line is the same, not just your 113th Division, okay, I'll give you artillery support from an artillery regiment, if you don't send the Japanese back, don't come back to see me." ”

Bai Chongxi's decision is equivalent to sending one of the only two artillery regiments to the tiger's mouth of the Japanese artillery, and the artillery of the Gui Army was choking enough yesterday, although the cannon is much less than the little devil, but it cannot pretend to be dumb, after receiving the order, dozens of flashes of artillery, fierce artillery, one shell after another, whistling and flying towards the charging Japanese ranks.

After a day of fighting, the Japanese never found out, the Gui army still had artillery, this sudden attack, achieved good results, the Japanese soldiers were like pulling turnips, were thrown high in the air, there were several Japanese tanks, were blown up by the shells and burst into flames, the remaining dozens of Japanese tanks, seeing that the situation was not good, turned around and ran back.

The first charge of the Japanese army was repulsed, the Japanese artillery was annoyed and angry, and poured shells on the artillery position of the Gui Army like crazy, Bai Chongxi listened to the bursts of artillery from the artillery position, closed his eyes in pain, an artillery regiment, just like that, he and Degong worked hard for many years to accumulate the family foundation of three artillery regiments, but I didn't expect that there would be no regiment in Nanning at one time.

As the Japanese army was repulsed, the battlefield calmed down temporarily, and suddenly, there was a muffled thunderous echo in the sky, and a heavy staff officer had a good ear and shouted: "Airplane, it's an airplane!" Bai Chongxi sat down on the chair all of a sudden, the Japanese dispatched the plane, whether Nanning can carry it today, it's hard to say!