While the two were talking, some Japanese soldiers had already rushed onto the tower with their bayonets shining brightly.

The soldiers of the 108th Regiment started a bayonet-to-bayonet hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese. For a moment, swords and swords flashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The 108th Regiment has no advantage in melee combat with bayonets. This regiment has too many recruits and its bayonet skills are not up to par.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses of soldiers from the 108th Regiment lay in the gap.

Although they were beaten back repeatedly by the Japanese in the bayonet battle, the remaining soldiers still resisted with all their strength and refused to retreat to the death!

These people who defend their homeland may not be as skilled as others, but at the last moment, they seem to have the spirit of soldiers.

In the fierce melee, a recruit of the 108th Regiment was beaten so hard by a veteran of the Japanese that he could no longer resist.

This recruit had only been in the army for less than four months and was not particularly skilled in stabbing.

Seeing that his opponent was a new recruit, the Japanese veteran made a fake move and then kicked the new recruit hard in the chest.

The recruit who received a severe kick immediately fell to the ground and tried to stand up and continue fighting.

However, the Japanese veteran did not give this soldier a chance to fight back. In the flash of lightning, the Japanese veteran with a ferocious smile thrust the bayonet in his hand straight into the ribs of the 108 soldier.

The new soldier's eyes were filled with fear, and he simply could not get rid of the thorns of the Japanese veteran.

At this moment, the Japanese veteran received a very strong bayonet on his waist. The Japanese veteran immediately curled up and fell to the ground, and the bayonet that originally stabbed the recruit also fell to the ground.

Striking a stab at the heart of the fallen Japanese veteran, Liang Shanhao shouted sternly: "Little brother, why are you still standing there? Get up quickly! Fight the Japanese!"

After waking up from a daze, the soldier who passed through the gate of hell suddenly stood up and continued to fight with Liang Shanhao.

Handing an MP40 submachine gun to the soldier, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Daniu, this soldier doesn't know how to play with the bayonet. Keep an eye on it! You guys just shoot cold shots from behind! I want to play with the Japanese with the bayonet!"

Wang Daniu nodded to Liang Shanhao, replaced the magazine, and shouted: "Tuanzi, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Shanhao had already locked bayonets with a little Japanese veteran.

This Japs seems to be a veteran of the Second Recruitment. He may have fought in the Russo-Japanese War and fought against a tall and powerful man!

Liang Shanhao was not taken seriously at all. The Japanese with the scar on his face raised his bayonet and stabbed Liang Shanhao straight in the chest.

The stabbing movement was clean and neat. This guy was indeed a veteran of the Japanese Army who had experienced many battles.

Seeing the Japanese veteran's bayonet stabbing him, Liang Shanhao, with no trace of emotion on his face, saw the right moment and drew his gun. The Japanese veteran's bayonet was instantly spread out.

This defensive tactic is not a move in the German armorer's infantry drill, but comes from Liang Shanhao's own understanding of martial arts.

Liang Shanhao, who comes from Greater Guangdong, is proficient in Wing Chun boxing and knows that weapons are extensions of hands and feet. The "spread hand" in Wing Chun's three-blade ax has been incorporated into bayonet fighting moves by Liang Shanhao.

With a look of shock on his face, the Japanese veteran discovered that this opponent was not simple, and his defense was calm and airtight.

With two sudden moves, the Japanese veteran pointed his bayonet at Liang Shanhao and struck him with a series of thrusts.

Liang Shanhao took his time and held the Mauser rifle in his hand to defend calmly.

One spread, one arm, one squat.

Wing Chun's three-axe defense was used by Liang Shanhao in the bayonet fight.

The Japanese veteran's extremely aggressive serial thrusts were broken by Liang Shanhao's bayonet.

Before the Japanese veteran had time to readjust his attack method, Liang Shanhao had already taken advantage of the Japanese veteran's opportunity and stabbed him hard in the chest.

This move is derived from Wing Chun's standard finger. The attack is sharp and can kill people and kill people.

The Japanese veteran curled up and struggled on the ground, unable to stand up again!

But this Japanese veteran had a strong will to fight, and he even wanted to throw a grenade at Liang Shanhao.

But as soon as the Japs veteran raised his hand, a bullet broke the Japs veteran's hand.

There was a loud bang, and the Japs veteran and several young Japs around him were also killed in the explosion.

Looking back at the commanding heights of the city tower, Liang Shanhao showed a smile on his face.

This cold shot was made by Yang Yiming. As expected, he lived up to his name and was a blockbuster!

Before Liang Shanhao had time to stand still, two Japanese soldiers suddenly rushed over from behind Liang Shanhao.

There was only a burst of short bursts of gunfire, and two Japanese soldiers tried to hit Liang Shanhao. The Japanese soldier was caught off guard and fell at Liang Shanhao's feet. Although the bullet from the MP40 submachine gun hit his stomach, he did not die immediately.

The two Japanese who had stolen the chicken but failed to lose the rice were dying, waiting for Liang Shanhao to come to make up for the damage.

With a smirk on his face, Liang Shanhao cursed in standard Kyoto dialect: "Baga! Is this what you call the Bushido spirit? Shit! What kind of soldier can you be if you are sneaky? I'd better send you home!"

After saying that, Liang Shanhao struck a blow at each of the two Japs.

At this time, the Japanese on the Zhonghua Gate Tower had been driven to the slope below the gap.

Even so, the Japanese tanks under the city wall opened fire wildly, and the soldiers of the 108th Regiment in the gap were unable to fight back but could only parry.

Pushing away the machine gunner who was leaning on the mg42 general machine gun, Battalion Commander Liu fired hysterically at the Japanese on the slope.

Te Te Te Te Te Te!

Te Te Te Te Te Te!

The Japanese on the slope were beaten so hard that they could not lift their heads, and their corpses covered the entire slope leading to the gap.

The two crooked-handle machine guns were intended to suppress counterfire, but before thirty rounds of bullets were loaded in the bucket, the Japanese machine gunner was knocked crooked in the shooting position by the mg42 general-purpose machine gun.

The general-purpose machine gun set up in the gap can be said to be one man's defense, and no one can open it.

No matter how many Japs there were on the slope, they were all swept to the ground by the dense rain of bullets.

After emptying a drum at the Japanese, Battalion Commander Liu with a murderous look on his face shouted: "Ammunition box! Ammunition box..."

Before he could finish his words, a wave of grenades hit the machine gun position of Battalion Commander Liu in a formation.

It seems that this mg42 general machine gun has long attracted the attention of the Japanese commander.

Without the firepower of the mg42 general machine gun to block the attack, the Japanese offensive became even more fierce.

The Japanese on the slope slowly pressed up with a Type 38 rifle.

The defense of the gap was suddenly at a critical moment.

Liang Shanhao lifted up Battalion Commander Liu who was slumped on the gun, and his face was spattered with blood. He shouted repeatedly: "Captain Liu, Battalion Commander Liu!"

Battalion Commander Liu, eyes wide with anger, remained silent.

Helping to close Battalion Commander Liu's eyes, Liang Shanhao shouted sternly: "Captain Xiong, light a fire for me."

With an order, the eighteen barrels of gasoline were pushed down, and the dark liquid flowed down the slope.

With a look of shock on his face, a Japanese squadron leader roared: "Baga! It's gasoline! The Chinese soldiers are going to set fire to it! Kill them!"

The Japanese squadron leader knew very well that retreating at this time would only cause chaos in the formation and shake the morale of the army.

Although charging forward cannot avoid the fire attack of the Chinese army, if you make a desperate move and risk your life, you may still have a chance to rush to the top of the wall.

But the fire burning on the slope told the Japanese squadron leader that the success probability of this opportunity was only 0.099%.

In an instant, the three gaps in the city wall were ignited with raging fire. It was the anger of the eastern dragon and the cry of 40 million compatriots.

The Japanese soldiers on the slope were so burned that they cried for their fathers and mothers and abandoned their armor.

The Japanese's originally thunderous offensive was blocked by fire.

One by one, the Japs, whose bodies were on fire, threw away their weapons and ran straight down the slope.

It is true that the power of this wave of fire attacks should not be underestimated. These devils who were caught on fire have lost their will to fight.

Seeing two or three Japanese soldiers on fire heading towards him, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the forehead of the commander and commander's combat staff.

With the commander of the regiment behind him, a major who looked like a combat officer raised the bastard box in his hand and pulled the trigger.

Snap!

The first shot missed!

Snap!

The second shot knocked down a soldier who was on fire!

The other two Japs continued to run over regardless.

With a look of panic on his face, the combat staff hurriedly fired a third shot, but the damn Southern Type 14 got stuck at the most critical moment!

Seeing the two soldiers who were on fire getting closer and closer, the commander of the wing commander pushed away the combat staff member who was blocking him.

The commander of the unit is proficient in swordsmanship and is best at close quarters slashing.

Suddenly pulling out a sharp samurai sword from his waist, the commander of the regiment chopped down two deserters who had lost military discipline.

Blood dyed the blade red, and the commander of the regiment opened his throat and roared: "Baga! No one is allowed to retreat! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yiming, who was lurking at the commanding heights of the city gate tower, suddenly pulled the trigger of the Mauser 98k rifle.

Bang!

A bloody hole appeared on the commander's forehead, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, cluster grenades from Neiweng City continued to fly into the Japanese battle formations under Nanjing City, and the Japanese infantry offensive immediately fell apart.

Seeing that the infantry suffered heavy losses, the 12 tanks had no choice but to cover the remaining Japanese infantry and temporarily retreat.

In other words, after fighting for a whole morning on December 12, the siege operation of the 47th Regiment failed once again.
Chapter completed!