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"The Japanese army has captured the Zhonghua Gate and is attacking the city."

"The defenders of the Zhonghua Gate have been wiped out. The Japanese planes almost blew up all the Zhonghua Gate, and the defenders are buried under the city wall."

"The first army of Hu Zongnan in Jiangbei has run away..."

"The Japanese army has occupied Pukou and the rear route is broken."

...

From Zhongshan East Road to Yijiangmen, and then to Xiaguan, they were filled with fleeing Nanjing citizens and defeated soldiers who threw away their weapons and ammunition. They had only one idea to escape from Nanjing City.

But what they didn't know was that all the ships by the river were sent to Jiangbei by Tang Mengxiao, and those who were not sent were burned down to show that he was determined to fight against the river in Nanjing and live and die with the capital.

There are only two ferry boats at Xiaguan Wharf, and they can only transport three or four hundred people across the river at a time, and they are also controlled by the army. Therefore, even if these people arrived at Xiaguan, there were not enough ships to send them to cross the river safely.

But everyone believes that as long as they reach Xiaguan and leave the city, they will have hope of escaping.

The Nanjing International Security Zone is crowded with refugee people. Although Japanese bombs are falling from time to time, it is always much safer than in the security zone.

People who were unwilling to stay away from their homes hid in a safe area with their families. Most of them were the people who were blown away by the Japanese army during the bombing.

Those who did not blow up the houses and were unwilling to flee outside could only close the doors and the bombs begging for the Japanese army would not fall on their heads.

The inside and outside of Nanjing were like boiling porridge, and it was tumbling everywhere, with shells and bombs raising pillars of fire to the sky, and the heat waves roaring and rolling.

"Old Qin, how much ammunition do we have left?"

"Old Liu took away 50,000 rounds of ammunition to reinforce the Zhonghua Sect, and we also consumed about 40,000 rounds, and there were about 210,000."

"In less than three hours, we will consume nearly one-third of the ammunition. Next, we will save some ammunition." Leng Feng said worriedly.

"Yes, I don't know when this battle will last. If I continue to consume it like this, I will soon be out of ammunition and food." Luo Yufeng licked his shriveled lips and said.

"We must find a way to get ammunition supplies. Whether we are ourselves or robbed from the Japanese army, when breaking through, at least each person will carry a base of ammunition," Leng Feng said.

“Where is the nearest ammunition supply point?”

“Inspirational club.”

"Inspirational Club, well, I understand." Leng Feng remembered the name, and he thought about what the first task of the newcomers in the Yaksha Action Group was.

After hearing Leng Feng’s plan, Wu Xiaoyun blinked her pure eyes and asked with gestures: “Leng, is this really OK?”

Leng Feng nodded and said, "By that time, no one will care about it, and it is understandable that we do this. What I am worried about is whether those people can obediently obediently obediently?"

Wu Xiaoyun gestured: "You can rest assured about this, I promise they will be obedient."

I haven't been together for a long time, but Leng Feng still knows Wu Xiaoyun. What she said and the promises she made will not be wrong.

She has a way, which means there is really a way, not to mention that the team is all people she personally selected.

"How do you communicate with them?" This is the only thing Leng Feng is worried about. Wu Xiaoyun is different from normal people and she cannot speak.

"I know sign language, and some of them know sign language, so you can help me." Wu Xiaoyun blinked and explained to Leng Feng in sign language.

"That's good, it's best. You have to worry about how to restrain these people and let them exert their strongest combat power."

"Leng" Wu Xiaoyun nodded solemnly, meaning that Leng Feng would rest assured that she knew how to do it.

"Thank you, Xiaoyun." This was the first time Leng Feng called Wu Xiaoyun so intimately. He used to either call Wu General Manager or just call him a name.

A hint of shyness flashed in Wu Xiaoyun's eyes, and she was at a loss at the sudden approach of Leng Feng, revealing a hint of the appearance of a child.

Leng Feng didn't feel anything. He was simply grateful for everything Wu Xiaoyun did. In this country and this nation was in danger, and there were children like her who stood up and fought for the country, which was much better than many Angzang men.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, news came that a fire broke out between the 88th Division and the 36th Division at Yijiang Gate. Finally, the remaining 88th Division returned to Zhonghua Gate to continue to resist the Japanese army.

The 88th Division has indeed been defeated. Leng Feng on the city wall position of Guanghua Gate can be seen that the Japanese army launched a fierce shelling of Zhonghua Gate, with the intensity far exceeding that of what they encountered at Guanghua Gate.

That's what it means to be a rain of steel cannons. The Japanese army stepped on the cannon point and launched a full-scale attack on the line from Zhonghua Gate to Guanghua Gate. Leng Feng was also under considerable pressure.

Concentrate the artillery artillery of the entire regiment and constantly change the artillery positions. This method allows the Second Regiment to always receive a certain degree of artillery support. Position warfare is easier than friendly troops, and can also take time to support friendly troops and launch strikes against Japanese storm troops.

Because the artillery positions move at any time and the gun position is uncertain, they are also located in hidden residential ruins or in the woods of the park.

The Japanese artillery several times wanted to destroy the artillery positions of the Second Regiment, but failed to achieve effective results.

They even asked for plane support, but this was just a waste of bombs. Cold Front's artillery battalion could gather at any time and disperse at any time.

This tactic of impermanence of gathering and dispersion caused the Japanese army to suffer a lot at Guanghuamen and could never break through the city walls.

Unless the Japanese army conducts indiscriminate bombing of a depth of 15 kilometers within Guanghua Gate, such investment is unbearable for the Japanese army.

The Chinese Gate Tower had long been destroyed under the fierce artillery fire of the Japanese army. The six hundred years old ancient city tower, the ancient architectural art of the Chinese nation, has become a pile of waste debris. The fires soaring into the sky, and the bodies of soldiers in yellow and gray-blue uniforms can be seen everywhere. The fierce hand-to-hand combat was staged on the city tower again and again.

The number of defenders was killed more and more, while the number of Japanese troops gathered under the city wall was increasing, gathering into yellow waves, and wave after wave.

Two Japanese Type 97 carrier-based fighter bombers flew over to the moat line. The plane was less than 300 meters away from the ground. The pilot wearing a leather flight cap rushed down and shouted. The machine guns on both sides of the cabin suddenly burst into flames.

Raining like rain, the Chinese defenders on the city walls

In an instant, several soldiers who had not had time to lie down were beaten into blood mist.

The Japanese pilot's harsh laughter came from the cabin.

The shells that were whizzing down opened an arc in the sky, and the ancient Nanjing city seemed to be constantly ravaged.

The sun was covered with thick smoke, and even the command post of the Second Regiment located in the hidden place was bombarded by Japanese troops, and the houses on the ground basically collapsed.

"Old Luo, if this continues, Nanjing City will not be able to be defended." Qin Yankun's eyes were full of worries. As he spoke, another explosion exploded above everyone's heads, and the underground command post swayed.

Luo Yufeng's face looked very bad. It was the first time that he had encountered such a tragic offensive and defensive battle that no one had ever experienced before.

"Drip ring..."

"Hey, Qiu Shenzuo, look for Leng Feng. He is on the front line and asks him to answer the phone... The telephone line of the telephone line in the position has just been blown off by the Japanese army... Let him get out immediately, OK, OK"

"Communication soldier, hurry up, go and call the cold troupe down"

“Which cold group seat?”

"Which cold group seat in our group is really a fool, why don't you go quickly?" Qin Yankun glared at him angrily.

On the city wall position, Leng Feng and the officers and soldiers of the first battalion fought against the Japanese army, using his flexible tactics from later generations to guide the first battalion to change the previous dull offensive and defensive tactics in actual combat.

In positional offensive and defensive battles, roundabout and interspers are the most effective tactics. You must be flexible and proactive, and you must never be beaten passively.

"Cheng Gang, take a squad around there to attract the attention of the Japanese army, and I will solve the rest." Leng Feng was fighting against the Japanese army on the position.

The Japanese army failed to break through several charges, leaving some soldiers to meet the Second Regiment on the city walls and fight in a tug-of-war.

"I understand, boss" Cheng Gang agreed, waved his hand, and followed a squad of soldiers behind him.

The gunshots sounded, and the remaining Japanese troops were successfully attracted, creating a chance for Leng Feng to move forward and shoot.

"The distance is 150 meters, and at 11 o'clock, the wind speed is three, the wind is southeasterly, and the humidity..." Cong Hu lay on the observation position and whispered.

Leng Feng aimed at it with concentration and gently pulled the trigger. The Japanese army's head tilted and a blood hole appeared on his neck.

"Beautiful, big brother"

"Next"

"Brother, let me do the next one, okay?" Cong Hu was eager to try.

"Okay, choose an easy target, just the one at two o'clock, with a distance of two hundred meters, how about?" Leng Feng said.

"Okay" Cong Hu agreed without hesitation.

"The direction is 145, the distance is 185 meters, the wind speed is three, and it is southeast. The muzzle is lowered and then to the left. OK, pull the trigger." Leng Feng ordered.

The gunshot fired and did not hit the target, but hit a stone brick in front of the Japanese soldier's chest, with a white mark on it.

The Japanese army was so scared that they immediately shrank their heads and remained motionless.

"Brother, I..."

"Are you a little nervous? The gun trembled a little?" Leng Feng asked. The moment Cong Hu pulled the trigger, he knew that this shot was doomed to fail.

"A sniper must be steady in holding a gun. Do you understand why I want you to practice aiming with two bricks under the gun?" Leng Feng taught a lesson. Failure is not a bad thing. As long as you understand what failure is, you will not fail next time.

"Brother, I understand, I must practice well." Cong Hu nodded in shame. He didn't understand why Leng Feng asked him to practice aiming like this. Now he understood, it was just a little short of that. The tremor of the muzzle failed, and the first sniping was not allowed.

"Just understand, see how I deal with that Japanese army." Leng Feng nodded, and the bullet pressed onto the bullet bay, in the same direction and at that distance.

With a gunshot, a muffled groan was heard two hundred meters away. Looking at the Japanese bunker, the ground was covered with red blood.

"Brother, how did you do it?" Cong Hu asked in surprise. From this position, he could not see the Japanese army at all. His vision was blocked by the cover. It was simply amazing to hit him with one shot.

"Did you not notice what his bunker was when you sniped the Japanese army just now?" Leng Feng asked.

"Both?" Cong Hu's mind flashed and he realized in an instant that the bunker on the front of the Japanese army was a wooden board, which looked very thick and could not stop the penetration of high-speed bullets.

"You can't just rely on brute force when fighting, you have to use your brain." This is not the first time Leng Feng warned Cong Hu.

"Brother, I was too nervous just now and forgot what you usually teach." Cong Hu scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Just pay attention next time." Leng Feng also knew that an excellent sniper could not be connected in one day.

He practiced for three months before he got a chance to fight once, but then he practiced for three years before he truly became a qualified sniper.

At this speed, it's already fast.

"Lengtuanzu, Director Qin asked you to go back and answer the phone. Qiu Shenzu called." The communication soldier risked his life to the city wall position and finally found Leng Feng.

"Go back, go back." Leng Feng pulled Conghu and went backwards.

Leng Feng returned to the command post and Qiu Qingquan's phone call had already arrived. If he was a few minutes later, Leng Feng might not be able to receive this call, because a few minutes later, the military line leading to Guanghua Gate was blown off by the Japanese army.

As Leng Feng expected, Qiu Qingquan's phone call was about the retreat of the defenders in Nanjing City. The captain Gui Yongqing had been notified to attend the emergency military meeting.

According to the current situation, this meeting should be about the retreat and breakthrough of the defenders. Qiu Qingquan made this call to prepare Leng Feng.

After all, one step ahead will be more hope.

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Chapter completed!