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Chapter 30 Need fire support?

December 11, 1937

The sky has begun to get brighter, and the morning sun has risen to the horizon. It is bright red, like a bright mirror hanging above the clouds, lightly spreading a warm golden color. However, the blazing flames on the ground are

Soaring into the sky, beyond the morning glow of the red sun, the towering smoke pillars floated between heaven and earth, unable to disperse for a long time.

From time to time, the roar of Japanese planes passing by at low altitude could be heard in the sky, and occasionally there would be one or two huge explosions, which were the Japanese heavy artillery firing lazily. The entire Nanjing and the southeast of the city were almost in pain.

Groaning and burning, all places where the explosion smoke rose were in ruins.

And many positions outside the Zhonghua Gate, which was once a proud symbol of Nanjing City, were razed to the ground. There were rubbles and collapsed bricks and stones on the city wall everywhere. Powerful artillery shells had already blown up the tower.

It was a mess. The once towering city gate tower had collapsed long ago, and the air was filled with the smell of burning and the choking smell of burning.

After a night of bombardment by the Japanese army, Zhang Lingfu had led the soldiers of the 305th Regiment to retreat to the Zhonghuamen city wall to set up defenses. At this moment, Zhang Lingfu was wearing an ordinary light blue soldier's uniform, a German Type 35 steel helmet on his head, and in his hand

Holding a telescope, he was observing the Japanese positions outside in a temporary command post, his handsome face expressionless.

At this time, five small black dots appeared in the frame of his telescope. They were quickly heading towards the Chinese Gate. Slowly, these five small black dots appeared clearly in front of Zhang Lingfu.

Seeing these things, Zhang Lingfu couldn't help but clench his teeth and murmured: "It's these damn bastards again!"

It turned out that what was rushing towards the city gate at this time was the Japanese Type 95 light tank. This tank was a light tank successfully developed by Japan in 1935. The turret of this tank was positioned relatively to the left, and the side of the body

It looks like a big bulge has bulged up and looks weird.

Its frontal armor was only 12 millimeters, and its side armor was only 6 millimeters. In the eyes of the West at the same time, such armor could only be described as a papery tank - it could be broken with a poke.

But for China, which has very poor weapons and equipment, it is a big killer, especially it is equipped with a 37mm tank gun and two 7.7mm machine guns, which makes the lack of anti-tank weapons even worse.

The Nanjing garrison suffered greatly.

In the past few days of fighting, Zhang Lingfu's 305th Regiment had lost hundreds of soldiers in order to resist the attack of this tank.

Looking at the rapidly approaching tanks, Zhang Lingfu gritted his teeth and shouted to the people around him: "Order, stand up and prepare!"

"yes!"

The adjutant beside Zhang Lingfu waved his hand, and four soldiers in blue uniforms stood out from behind, each holding an explosive pack. These soldiers stood in front of Zhang Lingfu without saying a word, quietly waiting for orders.

Zhang Lingfu looked at the several soldiers in front of him, and finally stopped at a young soldier, with a dim look in his eyes. This soldier with a childish look on his face was about seventeen or eighteen years old. If he were in the city,

My child was at the age of studying, or would have been preparing to start a family in the countryside, but now he had to carry out such a fatal task. Even a veteran like Zhang Lingfu who was used to seeing life and death couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

But at this moment, he had no choice. Zhang Lingfu reached out and patted the soldier on the shoulder, and said softly: "Little brother, where are you from? How old are you this year?"

The soldier raised his head and replied: "Sir, I am from Hefei, Anhui Province. I am seventeen years old this year."

Hearing that the other party was only seventeen years old, Zhang Lingfu couldn't help but twitch in his heart, but he still forced a smile and said, "Do you have anything to say?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment and then said: "I don't have any request. I just ask that after my death, the commander can help me bring the 20 yuan I received from participating in the rescue team to my old mother. I will be grateful to the commander even after I die."

A great kindness and virtue.”

Zhang Lingfu's eyes were filled with tears. He nodded heavily and said to the four people in front of him: "Don't worry, I, Zhang Lingfu, will definitely hand over the compensation you deserve to your family, so you can go with peace of mind!"

After saying that, Zhang Lingfu turned around and waved his hand with his back to them, indicating that they should go out quickly.

Seeing Zhang Lingfu's actions, the oldest soldier in the lead whispered: "Sir, let's go."

After saying that, the soldier loudly shouted to his companions: "Brothers, the commander has promised us, and now it's time for us to hit the road. Go ahead!"

After saying that, the four soldiers rushed forward...

Looking at the four figures in front of him looming in the smoke, Zhang Lingfu finally couldn't help but yelled: "Asshole!"

At this moment, Zhang Lingfu felt very depressed. He saw the Japanese tanks showing off their power in front of him, but his own side did not have a decent anti-tank weapon. He could only rely on countless soldiers holding explosive bags and dying together with those steel machines to stop the Japanese army.

.The destruction of every Japanese tank was accompanied by the lives of dozens of soldiers. As an officer, he could only watch the soldiers throwing their flesh and blood against the cold steel. Zhang Lingfu felt depressed in his heart.

Love is conceivable.

In the smoke, four bent soldiers were moving forward quickly. At this moment, they had run more than 300 meters away from the position, and were only more than 200 meters away from the Japanese tanks.

Suddenly, a burst of fire flashed from the two shooting holes of the turret of the Type 95 Japanese tank that rushed forward. The two soldiers running at the front fell to the ground without saying a word. The remaining two soldiers quickly threw themselves down.

Stay on the ground to avoid the barrage of bullets passing overhead.

I found that there were Chinese soldiers in front who wanted to blow up their own tanks. Several Japanese tanks following behind them also poured out flames like crazy. The dense bullets almost turned over the ground in front of them, causing the two soldiers lying on the ground to die.

They didn't dare to lift it.

In the blink of an eye, the leading Japanese tank rushed in front of the two soldiers. Seeing that they would lose the opportunity if they did not take any action. One soldier stood up and rushed towards the nearest X-Trail tank, but he

He was noticed by the members of the Japanese tank before he had even taken a few steps. What followed was a rain of bullets, and the explosive pack in his arms was detonated, and a huge roar sounded.

The soldier disappeared forever.

"well......."

Looking at the explosion in front, Zhang Lingfu punched the earth wall next to him in frustration. Three of the people who attacked this time died, and the remaining one was not sure whether he was alive or dead. Could it be that this attack failed like this?

Already?

"Sir, we have one more person!"

At this time, the sharp-eyed adjutant pointed forward and shouted excitedly.

Zhang Lingfu quickly raised his telescope and happened to see a thin figure rushing towards a tank. It turned out that he was the youngest soldier.

His thin figure suddenly became extremely strong, and he rushed to the side of a Japanese tank in a few steps. The explosive bag in his arms was smoking, and he rushed towards the Qijun tank regardless of it.

past.

"boom......."

Only a loud noise was heard, and the Japanese tank was engulfed in a puff of smoke.

"It blew up, it blew up!"

Cheers rang out from the Zhonghua Gate position, and Zhang Lingfu's stern face also softened. According to past practice, after the Japanese tanks suffered casualties, they would retreat to their own positions to rest for a while before launching another attack. In this way, the Japanese tanks

Jun Bian had another chance to take a breather.

But this time, the Japanese army seemed to be furious. After seeing one of their own tanks destroyed, they not only did not retreat, but the remaining five taels of tanks quickly centered on the middle tank, three hundred meters away from the national army position.

A long snake formation was set up in a place, and 37mm tank guns were used to bombard the national army positions. The two 7.7mm caliber machine guns on the tanks were also firing wildly, making the ground in front of them crackle.

There was a loud noise and streams of green smoke kept coming out.

"Boom boom boom..."

The high-explosive shells fired by the thirty-seven-caliber tank gun are not very powerful, but they are very lethal to individual soldiers. After they bombed for a while, the already messy position of the national army was even more messy, and a large number of soldiers

There were many casualties in the bombing.

Seeing the Japanese tanks raging in the front, the adjutant beside Zhang Lingfu asked angrily: "Sir, do you want to organize another group of support teams?"

Zhang Lingfu let out a long sigh and said, "No need. Now that the Japanese have made preparations, if we go there, we will only die in vain. Please tell the brothers quickly and tell them to hide."

"Yes!" Although he was very reluctant, the adjutant had no choice but to convey the order.

Not long after the adjutant left, an officer hurried over. After saluting Zhang Lingfu, he said: "Sir, more than a hundred friendly brothers have come outside. They claim to be from the independent battalion of the 36th Division and ask us if we want to

No fire support is needed."

"What? Do we still have reinforcements?"

Zhang Lingfu was slightly surprised when he heard this. He put down the telescope in his hand and strode out. As soon as he walked out the door, he saw a truck parked outside his headquarters, with more than a hundred people standing around the truck.

A group of soldiers wearing standard German military uniforms, led by a young major, stood quietly in front of the command department and looked at themselves. The leading major saw Zhang Lingfu coming out and gave him a "pop"

He saluted and said loudly: "Sir, the commander of the 36th Division Independent Battalion, Su Rui, came to ask, sir, if you need fire support?"

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