On the afternoon of December 19, the 18th Division, the 9th Division, the 114th Division, the 6th Division, the Guoqi Detachment and the 18th Division of the Japan side officially began to attack the periphery of Jinling.

The battle began to fall into the stage of bayonets. The soldiers from both sides fought to the death, and no one was willing to give in.

Japan has air supremacy, bombers have dropped bombs, and frontier positions are full of holes.

On December 20, the Japanese "Central China Front Army" ordered that the general attack on the front-line defensive positions outside Jinling on the same day. Four hours later, the peripheral positions were declared lost, and the Japanese army continued to attack the Fukuo position in Jinling City, concentrating all the artillery firepower that arrived at the battlefield, ready to destroy and capture the city wall.

In order to capture Jinling as soon as possible, Matsui Ishigen began a strategy of inducing submission and sent an aircraft to deliver a letter of persuasion to Wu Sairen from the air. Wu Sairen ignored it. Instead, he publicly mocked Matsui Ishigen and Japan on the radio, and ordered all troops to resist step by step and never give up an inch of land easily.

After two days and one night of fierce fighting, the fortifications on each major defensive area had been destroyed by the artillery and air force firepower of the Japanese army. The defenders suffered heavy casualties. For example, Ji Hongru, the acting commander of the 301st Regiment of the 51st Division defended Chunhua Town, was seriously injured, with nine company commanders, and more than 1,400 casualties below the ranks, and had completely lost their combat effectiveness. On the afternoon of the same day, the Japanese army, under the guidance of tanks, successively captured important strongholds such as Tangshan Town and Chunhua Town. At the same time, the Nuota Detachment of the 26th Brigade of the 13th Division of the Japanese Army, had repelled the 111th Division of the 57th Army and occupied Jingjiang. The Tiangu Detachment had attacked Zhenjiang. The left-wing Guoqi Detachment of the Japanese Army had advanced to the vicinity of Dangtu. The 18th Division was advancing towards Wuhu after capturing Xuancheng.

In view of the above situation, Wu Siren ordered the defenders of the front line to retreat to the Fukuo position; on the other hand, he ordered the 103rd Division, the 112th Division and the nearby 82nd Army to quickly retreat to Jinling. On the afternoon of the 23rd, various troops guarding Jinling retreated to the second positions such as Zhongshan Gate, Taiping Gate, Heping Gate, Gonghe Gate, Zhonghua Gate, and Shuixi Gate, and the battle became more and more cruel.

"Sir, the preliminary statistics of each army have been made that nearly 20,000 casualties have been reported. The 87th Division and the 88th Division themselves suffered heavy casualties in the Battle of Shanghai. Now there are less than half of them left. Should Xiao Tienong's reserves be sent?"

This is the fifth time Luo Youqing has asked the same question to Wu Siren. The reserves led by Xiao Tienong refer to the 30,000 men who have not been on the battlefield and the police and military police left behind in Jinling City. They have been building fortifications and assault training in the inner city.

"It's not the time yet. Tell Wang Youping, Song Yinguo and the others, if you want to support me, Wu Sairen, now!"

Wu Siren knew that blindly sending the reserve service would only increase casualties, and the only thing he could do now is to grit his teeth and persevere.

"But……"

Luo Youqing wanted to say something, Liu Tiefu beside him secretly pulled the corner of his clothes, and the two left the command office.

"Wu Siren put Sun Liren's Fourth Regiment and Liao Jie's Chu army in the inner city, and refused to go out for a long time. Will he exclude dissidents?"

When he arrived at the corner of the stairs, Luo Youqing turned around and glared at Liu Tiefu, and whispered.

"Brother You Qing, don't talk nonsense! Commander Wu sent his second regiment of the Tax Police Corps and the Third regiment to the Zhonghuamen and Yuhuatai positions. These two sites are the main attack directions of the Japanese. I guess the commander pinched Sun Liren's Fourth regiment and the reserve, mainly used for street fighting. Only in street fighting can the reserves minimize casualties." Liu Tiefu whispered.

In fact, Luo Youqing also understood that Wu Siren had no selfishness, but when he saw the increasing number of casualties on the front line, he was inevitably a little uneasy, afraid that Wu Siren would be too arrogant.

In a bunker behind Yuhuatai's position, Hu Boyu looked at the Japanese army that was defeated for the sixth time through his glasses, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Yucheng, the acting commander of the 88th Division next to him, sighed: "The Japanese's attack is too fierce. I'm afraid that my brothers will not be able to withstand it after a few more times."

"Commander Wu asked us to stick to it for three days, so the position must not be lost in these three days." Hu Boyu said gritting his teeth.

"After this battle, I don't know how many people will be left!"

Luo Yucheng's voice was filled with sighs. He was not afraid of death, but he just sighed that the sacrifice was too great.

Hu Boyu glanced at Luo Yucheng. He had a good impression of this comrade who dared to lead the team to counterattack. He smiled and said, "Brother Yucheng, if we are all alive after the Battle of Jinling, I will definitely invite you to listen to Master Mei's play. Even our Commander Wu said that Master Mei is an independent international artist."

"Then I'll treat you to the most authentic Chaoshan cuisine. I haven't tasted the flavor of my hometown for a long time. I really miss it!"

Luo Yucheng's words also aroused Hu Boyu's longing for his hometown, but both of them deeply understood that if the Japanese devils were driven out of China, their hometown would not be peaceful.

"The devils are so fierce. I don't know how long we will have to stand on our feet before we can take it down?"

A new recruit from the 88th Division lay in the trenches, shrank his head, and asked a veteran of the Second Regiment of the Tax Police Corps next to him.

"Little Guangdong, you're just foul-free! What's the scary thing about the Japanese? I killed six of them when I was in Suzhou."

The veteran lay in a sunken place in the trench, squinted his eyes, looked at the Japanese positions not far away, and said casually.

"Li Da fools you, just brag! There are six more? Two of them were killed. One of them was still half-crippled. Why are they now six? Ha! Ha! Ha..."

A gray-black comrade with a half-piece cigarette next to him revealed the truth to him without any mercy.

"Liu Mantun, you can do it, and you haven't seen a plane beating down, causing the Japanese to always lay eggs on our heads."

Li Da swears a breath of breath, moves his body, and continues to observe the Japanese positions opposite him.

"The chances of shooting an anti-aircraft gun at the airplane are not high. If you can change it, my shooting skills are no worse than you!"

Liu Mantun, who was covered in dust, vomited a smoke ring and said quietly.

Li Da was choked and turned over and stood up, pointing to the distance and said, "Tell me that this thing is not accurate, but the Japanese are coming soon. You have to... prepare for the battle, and the Japanese are attacking again!"

The words behind were completely shouted out, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, five or six tanks were in front, followed by more than two thousand Japanese, arched their bodies and rushed towards the position again.

Almost at the moment when Li Da was fooling and shouting, a bullet had already shot into the head of a major. Although the major was standing among the chargers, the command knife, which was sharp and silver-white metallic luster under the sun, allowed Su Wenqian to accurately grasp his position. Even the scope was useless, but just sensed the wind direction. Su Wenqian fired the gun based on his feelings, and then he didn't look at it, and quickly moved to a pit not far away.

The huge impact of the bullet suddenly shot through the major's head. The several Japanese soldiers beside him stopped for a while, but a large number of Japanese soldiers still rushed over.

The other special forces members also quickly hid in the reserved tunnel after firing the gun, and did not want to fight at all. They were only responsible for killing the Japanese leader.

"Liu Mandun, don't you say that you can't masturbate? This time it depends on how you hit these turtles!"

Liu Dazui snatched and slipped into the trench.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The shells shot from the anti-aircraft guns instantly shattered several Japanese soldiers, and then destroyed three Japanese tanks.

"Let's go down!"

Li Da fooled Liu Mantun into the trench.

"boom!"

A tank shell landed on the front of the trench and exploded with dust.

"My god, grandma!"

Liu Mantun got up and adjusted the cannon position with other comrades.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The remaining Japanese tanks were instantly shattered by Ji Hui, and many Japanese charging Japanese were shattered.

"Li Da fooled him, he didn't die! You haven't killed six Japanese devils yet, so you won't count them!"

Liu Mantun grabbed a rifle and shouted loudly.

"Don't call me mom, I'm not dead yet. Let's compete with marksmanship now. I'm going to kill six, no, there are ten Japanese!"

Li Da fooled and glanced at the wound on his shoulder, aimed and raised his hand to shoot.

"Your damn, let's compete, my marksmanship is better than you!"

Bang! Bang! Bang...
Chapter completed!