The War of Resistance: Chapter 619 The Last Armorer 4

There is no doubt that Fang Zhiping is a veteran.

And Shang Zhen is also a veteran, but what Shang Zhen is good at is how to escape, or what is called exercise, how to catch fighters while in motion, while what Fang Zhiping is good at is positional warfare.

It was already late at night, and the number of flares fired by the Japanese army outside the Taiping Gate became less and less.

Shang Zhen was already preparing to go out in the dark with these people, but at this time Fang Zhiping was still talking about positional warfare, and he also talked about the Japanese army's method of fighting positional warfare.

That is to start with a 20-minute bombardment, the infantry advances to 500 meters from our position, while the infantry artillery stays at 600 meters from our position.

When the artillery fire ceased, the Japanese infantry was divided into several small clusters, and the defensive positions were divided into multiple points and sides. Under the cover of heavy machine guns, the infantry advanced to a distance of 300 meters, and then the light machine gun groups and riflemen began to alternately cover and advance.

At a distance of 200 meters, the grenadiers of the Japanese army fired at our light machine gun positions.

At this time, the 92 infantry artillery, grenades, light and heavy machine guns, and rifles of the Japanese army opened fire in an all-round way for the final clearance and suppression.

The infantry crawled forward to a distance of 100 meters, and then launched a final charge, and when the infantry rushed to a distance of 50 meters or 30 meters, hand-to-hand combat began.

During Fang Zhiping's narration, Shang Zhen was still observing the situation in the west and south most of the time, and he did not forget what situation they were in now.

However, Shang Zhen's statement about deepening the position obviously aroused Fang Zhiping's emotion. When Bai Zhan and Shang Zhen discussed "can we run away?" A concluding "speech".

"Those people above don't know how to fight, and our German weapon masters can fight better.

But the people above used their most elite troops to fight against the Japanese devils, put the troops built with a lot of money under the guns of the little devils, and rushed upwards, and they said they fought by themselves when it was over Valor, have pity on my dying brethren! "Fang Zhiping continued.

And when this in-depth discussion among the soldiers came to this point, Shang Zhen turned his head and glanced at Fang Zhiping who was still aggrieved, and a question suddenly popped up in his heart.

He did not deny that he was not very familiar with field warfare, and it was true that Fang Zhiping was a veteran, and it seemed that he was not less angry at ordinary times. This should have a lot to do with his personal experience.

But where was he when others were at war? When the company commander Lu in front led the charge, why did he run back alone?

When thinking of this, Shang Zhen suddenly thought of another sentence, which probably means, don't look at some people who say things logically, if they really become high officials and fight wars, they may not be as good as others!

This is the complexity of people. When a person talks about many things, other problems will also be exposed.

However, Shang Zhen is not a member of Wang Laomao and his gang, he has always said carefully that he will never bring up his doubts with Fang Zhiping.

In the end, just when Fang Zhiping was about to open his mouth to speak, Shang Zhen said: "Stop talking, we should go!"

So Fang Zhiping shut up.

Yes, Shang Zhen and the others should go. It is almost midnight now. The Japanese army has not fired flares for more than half an hour. There are lights of Japanese troops marching on the road in the distance.

But just when Shang Zhen and the others had just walked a few steps forward, they heard a burst of intensive gunshots suddenly erupting from the direction of Nanjing City behind them.

Because the place where the gunshot sounded was a little far away from them, they heard the gunshot sound like firecrackers during the New Year, and there were indistinguishable crackling sounds in their ears.

Shang Zhen and the others turned their heads subconsciously. They seemed to see the stream of bullets criss-crossing over Nanjing, and after a while, several flares rose into the night sky at the same time and burst into "little suns" one after another. , it was like daytime there.

"There are still resistance, which army is it?" Shang Zhen said to himself, and then he looked at Fang Zhiping and asked casually: "The location where the gunshot should be heard should be Nancheng, is that where you 88 The division's defense zone?"

Shang Zhen didn't expect Fang Zhiping to answer this question, and Fang Zhiping did not answer.

The light in the distance is far away, but it is still dark nearby. Shang Zhen couldn't see Fang Zhiping's expression clearly, but he seemed to hear Fang Zhiping's sigh.

"Let's go, there's no way we can go back." Shang Zhen turned his head, ignoring the ongoing battle in the city.

So, the four of them silently walked towards the direction away from the battlefield.

The fate of life is so strange. For Shang Zhen and the others at this time, darkness is the way of life, and light means death.

The figures of Shang Zhen and his four defeated soldiers disappeared into the darkness, but at this time the gunfire behind them still continued. The location was Nancheng, Nanjing.

But when he was here, the sound of the gunshots sounded beyond shocking. From the office building, from the private houses and from various buildings, there were bullets flying like raindrops.

On that street, nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers had fallen there, but even so, the bullets were still venting to those dead people, as if they were whipping corpses!

It is said that more than a month ago, at the military meeting before the Nanjing Defense War, some senior military officials suggested abandoning Nanjing.

It is said that a certain person can't let go of the face of the capital, and always wants to make a show for the League of Nations to see.

It is said that at this time, a senior official stood up at the meeting and said, I will guard Nanjing.

As a result, the matter of guarding Nanjing was settled in this way.

Then, slogan posters vowing to live and die with Nanjing are all over the streets and alleys.

Then, when the Japanese army started fighting, the high-ranking official who defended the city ran away on a steamer, and many high-ranking officials under him, large and small, also ran away.

Then and then, the entire defense line collapsed, and most of the soldiers also ran away.

But after all, there are those who are unwilling to retreat. At this time, they are using the fire net woven by the Czech light machine gun to try to prevent the invaders from breaking in, so there is a scene like this.

It's just that they didn't know that at this time, the Japanese army's direct-firing guns were aimed at the place where their machine guns were.

"Boom" and "boom" exploded, and then the office building with an unknown number of light machine guns flew around, and the sound of the light machine guns was much quieter.

As the bombardment continued, the sound of the light machine gun fire was more and more covered up, and even half of the building was blown down, and the body of a Chinese soldier was buried by falling bricks, UU Reading www. uukanshu． com but showed a young face.

A few more hours later, although the sky was obscured by gunpowder smoke, the sky finally brightened.

At this time, a blond-haired, blue-eyed Westerner was walking by the side of the street. Japanese soldiers with live ammunition saw him but waved their hands.

The Chinese call the Japanese Orientals, and Europeans and Americans Westerners. At least for now, the Orientals do not provoke Westerners. Besides, Nanjing City was once the capital of the Republic of China. It is no surprise that some Westerners stayed here. ?

The Westerner walked all the way along the main street, but he had already counted about a thousand corpses of Chinese officers and soldiers along the way.

At this time, he saw the body of the young soldier buried in bricks next to the building.

He glanced around, seeing that no Japanese officers and soldiers paid special attention to him, he bent down and kicked away a few bricks and stones pressing on the corpse with his leather shoes.

At this time, he saw clearly that the logo on the soldier's armband was "88D", which meant the 88th Division of the National Revolutionary Army.

"Division 88, where is the German weapon master?" The Westerner sighed in Chinese with a Western accent.

Then he sighed regretfully.

What he regrets is not the death of these soldiers in battle. For the Chinese, what does it have to do with him, a Westerner, who dies more?

What he regrets is because he knows that today is December 13th, the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, which is also December 13th, 1937 AD.

He is a reporter, and yesterday the newspaper office was also under fire. He doesn't know if he can send the news here again.