In this small temporary headquarters, some staff officers are collecting and sorting out documents. Some of the files were grouped together in folders, while others were simply burned. As early as a quarter of an hour ago, when the 3rd Division was forced to abandon its ruined positions, the staff officers were doing these things. And in the alley outside this courtyard, the guards of the two battalions were ready for battle.

Ouyang Yun and his entourage in Nanjing, the guard unit was called a regiment, but in fact it was a reinforced regiment with four battalions, including an air defense battalion. This anti-aircraft battalion is equipped with quite strong firepower, and on the basis of an ordinary anti-aircraft battalion, it is equipped with four camouflaged anti-aircraft tanks, as well as two armored off-road vehicles.

Liu Zheliang, Liu Kui, and He Zhengchuan surrounded Ouyang Yun in the middle, and the three of them were ready to use strength. In the battle outside Guanghua Gate, because of the addition of a Sichuan Corps, the 3rd Division of Xue3 once withstood the pressure of the Japanese army, but with the continuous indiscriminate coverage of the Japanese army at any cost, the 3rd Division suffered huge losses and had to give up the first-line ruin position. And in this way, the defenders immediately fell into passivity.

The reason why Ouyang Yun wanted the troops to stick to the front line of the city defense all the time was that he was worried about the superiority of the Japanese army's troops, and he was worried that once they entered the street battle, the defenders would lose sight of one or the other, and it was very likely that the Japanese army would use many lanes to divide and surround the defenders' various units, so as to break them individually.

As Ouyang Yun's descendants, the officers and men of the Third Division fought very bravely and tenaciously, and with more than 10,000 troops in three brigades, they withstood the onslaught of nearly 30,000 Japanese troops. If the city wall near Guanghua Gate is not blasted, then it will not be a problem to make full use of the geographical advantage and learn the third division to hold it for another three days, and by then, the evacuation of the people of Nanjing City will be almost completed. The idea is very good, but the situation is more urgent than others, and after only three days, Nanjing City is still inevitably broken.

Ouyang Yun stared at the three telephones in front of him tightly, without a trace of expression on his face.

He was waiting for Liu Yuqing and Fang Shuhong's call.

"Click!" "Boom!" …… The sound of gunfire outside is getting clearer, which means that the battle line is closer to here. Liu Zheliang and He Zheng frowned, glanced at each other, and finally fell on Liu Kui's face, and at the same time snorted at Ouyang Yun.

Liu Kui understood what they meant, and sighed in his heart: This wicked man still wants me to do it! took a step forward, and was about to die-"jingle bell", when the two phones rang one after the other. Ouyang Yun immediately grabbed one of each of his hands and put it to his ear, and said, "I'm Ouyang Yun, how are you over there?" ”

"Commander, our unit has withdrawn from the Jiangdong Gate and is now retreating towards the predetermined location......

“…… Zhonghua Gate has been abandoned, and we are moving towards Shimonoseki Pier......"

"Good! Stay safe and don't get bitten by the little devils! ”

"Understood!"

Ouyang Yun hung up the phone, his heart was relieved, he looked up at the few people around him, and saw that their nervous expressions were also slightly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Xiao He, arrange the sniper order and retreat!" ”

"Yes!"

At 3:45 a.m., over Nanjing, more than 30 Japanese planes were raging like dark clouds, with Zhonghua Gate, Guanghua Gate, and Jiangdong Gate as the three starting points, and the third sequence of sniper units were bombed indiscriminately by Japanese planes.

More than 30 fighters, half of which are fighters, these new fighters, each wing has two machine guns, plus one under the wheelhouse, five machine guns composed of a network of firepower, often swept in a line, bluestone slabs or blue brick streets are like a field after the busy autumn, is deeply ploughed.

The sniper fighters mixed flesh and dirt, and they really did it, returning the blood and flesh to the land where they were born.

After a few days of defensive battles, the losses of the Third Division were the greatest, and the infantry of the three brigades and nine regiments, plus the troops directly under the division headquarters of the two regiments, were now just five regiments at full strength. If it weren't for Ouyang Yun's relationship, the strength of a brigade directly under the military headquarters of the mixed army would also act together with the Third Division, and at this moment, the Third Division could already consider withdrawing directly from the battlefield.

Liu Yuqing lent a regiment to the Third Division, and after more than an hour of fighting, it also lost two companies of troops.

Ouyang Yun stood on the car, grabbed the railing with both hands and turned his head to look behind him, after a Japanese plane dived, it dropped several bombs, and the fireworks from the explosion directly submerged the entire street below.

"Daddy, kid!" "the kid!" "Daddy—" "Mother, mother! Mother ......"...... People who did not have time or were reluctant to evacuate struggled in the fireworks, looking for their loved ones. The Sichuan soldiers of one platoon and the cadets of two platoons insisted on the fireworks, and they did not have time to cover the eyelids of their fallen comrades, so they took up their weapons and lay down behind the already destroyed fortifications, shooting at the pursuing enemy.

Another Japanese plane swooped down, and suddenly, five points of light lit up under its wings and under the nose of the plane, and hundreds of bullets were fired down in succession, knocking several soldiers and a large group of fleeing people to the ground.

Seeing that two Japanese planes were getting closer and closer to his side, which was likely to threaten Ouyang Yun's safety, Liu Kui decisively ordered: "Fang Mingtai, choose a company and beat down the two Japanese planes." ”

Fang Mingtai is the commander of the air defense battalion under the guard regiment. He answered, and quickly called the name, and the fighters of the air defense battalion of a company left the large unit and chose favorable terrain to set up anti-aircraft machine guns.

The two Japanese planes must have discovered the whereabouts of this unit and pounced excitedly, and before one bomber could reach the sky above the troops, two bombs fell under the belly of the plane.

The sound of "huh-" sounded, Ouyang Yun only heard a loud "boom" from the car-"buzz", the car suddenly trembled violently, and then accelerated suddenly, speeding towards an alley in front. Out of inertia, he leaned back with his whole body, and when Liu Zheliang saw this, he hurriedly pounced behind him and blocked him with his body.

"Boom!" Two bombs exploded, Ouyang Yun turned around, and saw several soldiers of the guard regiment being torn apart and lifted by artillery fire, and at the same time, more than a dozen fleeing civilians were engulfed in fireworks.

"Puff puff!" The sound of bullets hitting the bluestone slab, the screams were endless-the car shook violently, and Liu Zheliang's voice was in his ears: "To the left, to the right!" Turn, turn......" He looked at the planes rushing in the sky, directing the pilot to make evasive maneuvers.

Several bloody plow marks almost grazed the off-road vehicle, and dozens of people fell along the way.

"Mother! Mother! Mother...... "A bloodied child sat beside a woman, crying helplessly, his little hands pulling at the woman's clothes, tearing them hard, as if he thought that this would wake up his mother. However, his mother's chest and abdomen were pierced by several bullets, and her intestines flowed out, apparently dead.

"Stop!" Ouyang Yun suddenly hissed and shouted.

"Crunch-" The car shuddered and stopped. The next moment, Liu Zheliang exclaimed: "Commander! ”

Ouyang Yun had already jumped out of the car and took the child in his arms.

"Let go of me, I want my mother, I want my mother! Let go of me—" The child struggled, crying, a pair of blood-stained hands grabbed Ouyang Yun's face and military uniform, scratched out a few blood marks on his face, and painted his clothes, which were already stained with smoke and dust, blood-red.

Ouyang Yun didn't seem to feel this, he looked at the child, and the expression on his face was surprisingly gentle: "Don't cry, don't cry, come, uncle will give you food." ”

"Commander!" Whether it's Liu Zheliang or anyone else, everyone is at a loss.

Some of the common people were terrified and escaped from the strafing just now, they supported each other and continued to stagger forward, many people saw this scene, and the eyes of the frightened and stagnant gradually had the kind of vividness that belongs to people.

An old man stepped forward and knelt down in front of the car with a "poof": "Sir, it's okay, you can take this child in." He, his name is rich. ”

"Commander!" Liu Zheliang and the others were anxious and wanted to stop what was happening, but they were interrupted by Ouyang Yun just by shouting these two words.

"Old man, get up quickly, it's our fault that you have fallen to this point, this child, don't worry, I will take care of him-go!"

The 60th Division finally crossed the river. Lin Baiyin stood on the dock, looking at the faintly more Japanese ships on the river, looking at the more and more crowds on the other side of the river, looking at the Japanese planes getting closer and closer in the sky, watching one mushroom cloud after another rise in the crowd, blood and flesh splashing with the fireworks, sighed heavily, and ordered loudly: "Target Wujiang, go!" ”

Deputy division commander Chang Shenghe was shocked when he heard this, hesitated for a while, and said: "Division, isn't it necessary to leave a regiment to defend on the spot?" ”

Lin Baiyin glared at him and shouted, "Listen to yours or listen to me?" ”

Chang Shenghe gritted his teeth and was silent, then stomped his feet and ran forward with his guards and adjutants.

The whole division of the 60th Division drove towards the Wujiang River, and by the river, Cai Xing, the political director who was talking to a regimental commander named Wang Jun, learned about this situation from the staff officer who conveyed the order, and was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the staff officer and asked, "Which regiment stays behind?" ”

"Well, it seems that there are no troops left!"

"What?" Cai Xing almost jumped. He pointed to the Japanese warships on the river and shouted: "If there are no troops left behind, what should the Japanese do if they land in Jiangpu?" According to the plan, the third sequence began to cross the river half an hour later, and half an hour was enough for the Japanese to transport a brigade ashore. If the Pukou Wharf is lost, won't the commander be surrounded?! ”

The staff officer obviously understood this, and he turned pale and whispered: "The order of the division, I, I don't know. ”

Wang Jun looked at him suspiciously, and shouted, "The order of the master's seat? No way? According to the order of the command, our division was to leave a regiment to guard the docks. ”

The staff officer was anxious and said, "I really don't know! Then he hurriedly turned around and ran.

"Lin Baiyin, this bastard, what does he want to do?" Cai Xing thought of the possible consequences of doing this, and his face turned pale.

Wang Jun was shocked, and vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it bluntly, so he asked Cai Xing: "Director, what should I do?" ”