The central position of the 262nd Brigade of the 88th Division.

At a glance, corpses littered the field and rivers of blood flowed.

Twelve tanks and two infantry regiments of Hisao Tani's division collided.

A Type 97 tank ran over a corpse wearing a Central Army uniform and rushed to the front.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst a burst of explosions, the two Maxim heavy machine gunners of the 262nd Brigade were knocked down by the Japanese.

Pushing away the fallen soldier with the Maxim heavy machine gun, Brigadier Zhu shouted at the top of his voice: "Deputy brigade, load the bullet for me!"

The deputy brigade commander hurriedly carried an ammunition box over and loaded the ammunition chain into the bullet mouth.

With a sudden pull of the trigger, Brigadier Zhu controlled the Maxim heavy machine gun and unleashed a burst of hysterical fire.

Bang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang!

The bullet hit the thin skin of the Type 97 tank, but it failed to damage a single hair of the Japanese tank.

Brigadier Zhu shouted: "Deputy Brigade, give me heavy-pointed bullets specially designed to hit tanks!"

Shaking his head heavily, the deputy brigade commander shouted sadly: "Brigade! All the heavy-point bullets for hitting tanks have been used long ago!"

After pondering for a while, Brigadier Zhu shouted to Lao Song who was repairing the anti-tank cannon: "Song Yipao, have you repaired the anti-tank cannon? Hurry up and fire! The little Japanese tank is coming in!"

After putting the gun rope back on, Lao Song raised his voice and responded: "Brigade, all my gunners have been fired, can you come over and help me?"

After handing the Maxim heavy machine gun to a seriously injured squad leader, Brigadier Zhu called: "Deputy brigade, come with me and help."

As soon as the two took a few steps, three tank gun shells hit the last Maxim heavy machine gun of the 262nd Brigade, killing both the man and the gun at the same time.

Without even looking back, Brigadier Zhu quickly picked up a high-explosive bomb and stuffed it into the barrel of the anti-tank gun.

Song Yipao suddenly pulled the gun rope.

Boom!

With a violent shaking of the gun body, the shell came out and hit a Type 97 tank at the 11 o'clock direction.

Looking at the Japanese Type 97 tank, a ball of red light exploded. Song Yipao, who aimed at another tank again, shouted at the top of his voice: "Brigade! Load armor-piercing shells!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other three Japanese vehicles set their sights on Brigadier Zhu's anti-aircraft artillery almost at the same time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rub rub rub rub rub!

Song Yipao was immediately hit by the shell and fell to the ground, shedding the last drop of blood for the motherland.

Pulling himself together from a period of dizziness, Brigadier Zhu opened his throat and shouted: "Deputy Brigade, reload!"

Song Yipao, who was killed in battle, recalibrated his shot at Zhu Yuan. Brigadier Zhu suddenly pulled the gun rope!

Boom!

This time the cannonball missed!

Although there are specialties in the art, Brigadier Zhu's skills in operating combat anti-aircraft artillery are still very limited.

The Japanese tank that had not received the armor-piercing shells quickly turned its muzzle and fired wildly at Brigadier Zhu's anti-tank gun emplacement.

Rub rub rub rub rub!

Most of the machine gun bullets hit the ballistic shield of the anti-tank gun, but Brigadier Zhu's left shoulder was also hit by a stray bullet, and he fell to the ground immediately.

The deputy brigade commander shouted at the top of his voice: "Medical soldier, hurry up! Bandage the wound on the brigade seat!"

Holding back the pain of the wound, Brigadier Zhu shouted: "Deputy Brigade, how many more people do we have?"

With a heavy sigh, the deputy brigade commander shouted sadly: "Brigade, it's just the three of us, there are more than a dozen seriously injured people in the corner over there! Brigade, let's evacuate!"

Gritting his teeth, Brigadier Zhu said solemnly: "No, I haven't received the order from the military seat, so we can't evacuate!"

The deputy brigade commander shouted: "Brigadier, stop fighting! Our telegraph machine was blown up by Japanese artillery, and we can't receive orders from the division headquarters at all!"

Shaking his head slightly, Brigadier Zhu shouted in a muffled voice: "No, even if I receive the order to retreat from the division headquarters, I will not leave. All my soldiers have been defeated. How can I, the brigade commander, have the dignity to survive!"

The deputy brigade commander shouted: "Keep the green hills here and don't worry about running out of firewood. Take your seat! Let's go quickly!"

Before he finished speaking, a row of bullets suddenly struck, and the deputy brigade commander was beaten to a pulp by the little devil's crooked machine gun.

Seeing that the deputy brigade commander who had fought alongside him for many years was killed in battle, Brigadier Zhu's eyes suddenly turned redder: "Deputy brigade! Just wait for me, I will be with you soon! See you at the Prince of Hell's house!"

After glancing at the disgraced medical soldiers, Brigadier Zhu, who was leaning behind a bunker, shouted sternly: "Wu Xueshan, I now order you to return to the city immediately."

Shaking his head heavily, Wu Xueshan shouted: "No, I will fight to the bitter end with Traveler. If Traveler doesn't leave, I won't leave either!"

With a solemn look on his face, Brigadier Zhu shouted: "It doesn't matter if I die! You are a top student at Jinling University. If you want to survive, you have to save thousands of Chinese people."

Wu Xueshan still shook his head and remained motionless.

Reaching out and taking out a Browning pistol, Brigadier Zhu roared and cursed: "Damn it, can you leave, can you leave, or I will kill you!"

Unmoved at all, Wu Xueshan shouted: "Traveler, if we want to go, let's go together, if we want to die, we will die together!"

Seeing the Japs in front of the position getting closer and closer, Brigadier Zhu shouted again: "Let's go! If we don't go, the Japs will surround us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a smoking pumpkin grenade flew in from outside the bunker.

Wu Xueshan didn't say a word, and rushed towards the smoking pumpkin grenade without hesitation.

bong!

Wu Xueshan was blown upside down by the air wave, and his whole body was bruised and bruised by shrapnel.

Looking up suddenly, Brigadier Zhu shouted sadly: "Wu Xueshan, you damn thing, you don't listen to what I say!"

Silently taking a bundle of cluster grenades from a fallen soldier, Brigadier Zhu followed the trench to the location of the seriously wounded.

Seeing Brigadier Zhu coming over with a cluster grenade, a dozen seriously wounded soldiers struggled to sit up straight.

Brigadier Zhu shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't move, just sit like this!"

A platoon leader whose lung was pierced by a bullet shouted: "Brigade commander, we are not afraid of death! Leave quickly! Just leave the grenade for us!"

With a smile on his face, Brigadier Zhu said seriously: "Let's go! Do you think that I, Mr. Zhu, am greedy for life and afraid of death? Today, I, Mr. Zhu, can't help you brothers. I am the brigade commander.

I am incompetent in leading troops and cannot lead you out of the siege! But I will definitely fight with you until the last moment!"

More than a dozen seriously injured people were immediately moved to tears.

One of the soldiers with broken hands shouted: "Brigade, we have killed so many Japanese, and we have earned enough. We don't blame you, you are a good officer, and it is worth it for us to fight with you in this life! Brother

Do you think so?"

More than a dozen seriously injured people echoed in unison: "Yes!"

Brigadier Zhu is a good officer and a fierce soldier. It is a great honor for the brothers to meet such a high point in their military career, and they will die without regrets.

A row of bullets hit the bunker, and an old squad leader whose legs were blown off shouted: "Brigade, the Japanese are coming, let's do something at the last moment!"

After a slight hesitation, Brigadier Zhu shouted: "Then let's sing! Let's sing the theme song of the movie "Children of the Storm"!"

Holding all the glory bombs in their hands, more than a dozen seriously injured people responded in unison: "Yes!"

Then, amidst the rumbling sounds of gunfire, a burst of passionate singing floated slowly from the trenches of the 262nd Brigade toward the Japanese who had broken through the position.

Get up! People who don’t want to be slaves!

Build our flesh and blood into a new Great Wall!

The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar!

…

Forward! Forward! Forward!

As soon as a song was sung, Japanese infantrymen with shining bayonets surrounded them.

Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home.

The seriously wounded soldiers, like Brigadier Zhu, showed no fear on their faces and suddenly lit the fuse in their hands.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Chapter completed!