It was freezing cold in Nanjing in December. Under the hazy sky, waves of Japanese planes painted with blood-red sun flags flew over Nanjing and bombed the city indiscriminately.
The defenders inside and outside the city did not show any weakness. Anti-aircraft weapons such as anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns were fired from morning to night, giving the Japanese planes a fierce counterattack.
"Down! Down!" cheers erupted from the 51st Division position of the National Revolutionary Army in Chunhua Town outside Nanjing.
It turned out that with the blast of anti-aircraft guns, a Japanese plane that was flying over and strafing at low altitude was hit in the butt. It fell from the sky with a huge plume of black smoke and fell straight into a rice field. With a loud bang,
, the Japanese plane that was showing off its power just now suddenly turned into a large ball of violently exploding fireballs.
Zhang Lingfu, commander of the 305th Regiment of the 51st Division, saw through his telescope that the Japanese plane crashed down, and the other Japanese planes also hurriedly pulled up and fled away. A smile finally appeared on his gloomy face.
"Regimental seat, we shot down a Japanese plane!" The burly Captain Sun Dahe rushed to the simple command post of the 305th Regiment and saluted Zhang Lingfu with a military salute.
"I saw it, you guys fought well! According to the old rules, you will be rewarded 500 yuan for shooting down a Japanese plane!" Zhang Lingfu smiled and ordered the staff behind him: "Give Sun Dahe 500 yuan -"
The staff officer was also in a good mood. He quickly took out five hundred French coins and stuffed it into Sun Dahe's hand. He asked with a smile: "This is the second fight your company has fought. Not bad. Keep up the good work!"
Captain Sun Dahe, the company commander, laughed, hurriedly put the five hundred yuan into his pocket, stood at attention again and saluted: "The ability to shoot down the Japanese plane is all because of the good command of the commander!"
When Zhang Lingfu heard this, he smiled and cursed: "You're just a glib guy. Go ahead and remember not to buy alcohol. If you get drunk and cause trouble again, I won't be able to spare you."
"Yes!" Sun Dahe answered loudly, turned around happily and walked out of the regiment command post, heading towards his company.
"Group seat, teacher's seat phone number." Zhang Lingfu had just sat down and before his buttocks got warm, the phone rang.
Zhang Lingfu knew that there must be a mission coming, so he stood up quickly and went straight to the phone: "Master, this is Zhang Lingfu..."
Before Zhang Lingfu finished speaking, the strong Shandong accent of Wang Yaowu, commander of the 51st Division, came over the phone: "Lingfu, the 301st Regiment is finished. Your 305th Regiment will immediately take charge of the rear in Chunhua Town and advance to the front line in Shangfang Town."
, the main force of the cover division has been transferred!"
Zhang Lingfu was shocked when he heard that the 301st Regiment was finished. There were more than 1,400 people there, and they had all been wiped out in just a few hours. He immediately felt the seriousness of the matter.
"Master, what should we do with our current Gaoqiao Gate position?"
"Leave it to the 87th Division, which is a friendly neighbor! You take action immediately, otherwise our division will be doomed!" On the other end of the phone, Wang Yaowu, commander of the 51st Division, was also anxious. He was heartbroken when he saw the whole regiment disappear.
Although Zhang Lingfu knew that transferring the main force of the cover division was a thankless task, he did not complain at all and loudly assured Wang Yaowu: "Master, don't worry! As long as my 305th regiment is here, the little Japanese can't even think about taking a step forward!"
As soon as Zhang Lingfu put down the phone, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Send my order, the whole group will gather and set off immediately!"
Soon, the 305th Regiment led by Zhang Lingfu immediately moved upstream and advanced towards the front line of Shangfang Town, covering the main force of the 51st Division as it shrank backwards.
The crazy little devils rushed all the way. Before Zhang Lingfu's troops could deploy, they rushed over in a fierce manner. The two companies of the 305th Regiment, which were the vanguard, were dispersed as soon as they met. Zhang Lingfu was so angry that he cursed loudly.
"Brothers! Follow me and kill the enemy!"
Zhang Lingfu also tried his best. He took the fancy machine gun handed over by the guard and yelled to lead the countercharge personally. He knew in his heart that if he could not hold this position and the Japanese dispersed the troops of the 51st Division, a chain reaction would occur. They
The 305th Regiment is now the rearguard and must ensure that the remaining troops of the 51st Division withdraw to the second-line position in an orderly manner, otherwise it will be defeated.
Watching helplessly, the regiment commander Zhang Lingfu personally led the charge, and the soldiers of the 305th Regiment also risked their lives. They set up a large area of bright bayonets on the ground and rushed back to face the Japanese.
This group of Japanese soldiers is now bent on capturing Nanjing and seizing the first victory. They are so arrogant that they have no regard for Zhang Lingfu and his troops who are blocking the road. Amidst the roar of the captain, the arrogant Japanese soldiers rush forward with murderous intent.
Came over.
Fierce gunfire sounded on the battlefield, and batches of soldiers from both sides who were charging in front were knocked to the ground by bullets. From time to time, artillery shells fell among the charging crowd, causing bursts of blood rain, but no one was there.
He stepped back, puffed out his chest, and rushed toward the opponent.
The flower machine gun in Zhang Lingfu's hand spurted flames, and a series of bullets swept out. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers erupted into clouds of blood mist, then staggered twice and fell to the ground. The Japanese soldiers behind were not afraid, and stepped on the bodies of their companions to continue.
Rush this way.
"Kill!" Captain Sun Dahe, the company commander, played with his sleeves, revealing his arm with bulging veins, holding a machete in his hand and roaring.
The two teams were like two high-speed trains, crashing into each other, blood splattered, bones shattered, and shrill screams one after another. Sun Dahe directly relied on his arrogant strength to knock a Japanese soldier away.
The devil's body went limp and he never got up again.
Zhang Lingfu took the fancy machine gun in his hand and smashed it at the Japs. The Japs' grid helmets were flattened. The dizzy Japs soldiers were staggering before they woke up. Sun Dahe's broadsword slashed at them with a pop.
Chop off the devil's head.
The splattered blood spread across Zhang Lingfu's face and blinded his eyes. He stretched out his sleeves to wipe the blood from his eyes, saw Sun Dahe clearly standing in front of him, and cursed angrily: "
If you continue to compete with me, believe it or not, I will remove you from your position!"
Sun Dahe chuckled, handed the bloody machete in his hand to Zhang Lingfu and said: "Tuan Zuo, use your knife sharply!"
Zhang Lingfu threw away the flower machine gun that was empty of bullets in his hand, took the big knife and rushed towards the Japanese again without looking back.
At this moment, the men of the 305th Regiment were already strangling together with the charging Japs. The roars and the sounds of slashing and killing could not be heard incessantly. The battle had reached this point where it was almost a blood for blood, tooth for tooth, cold weapon fight. No one on either side was willing to give in.
Bayonets clanged, and people kept falling.
Although Zhang Lingfu usually runs the army very strictly and the soldiers dare to fight and kill, the physical fitness and stabbing skills of the soldiers lag behind the Japanese soldiers. As the fighting between the two sides continues, the situation becomes increasingly unfavorable to Zhang Lingfu's victory.
The 305th Regiment, but the soldiers from both sides were strangled together and couldn't evacuate even if they wanted to.
"Brothers! Kill the enemy!" Just when Zhang Lingfu was sweating profusely, a group of people suddenly came out from behind the Japanese. The roar of the mountains and the tsunami of killing shouts greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers of the 305th Regiment. On the other hand,
The Japanese on the other hand fell into panic, thinking that reinforcements from the Chinese army had arrived.
"Retreat! Retreat!" The Japanese captain was worried about being surrounded and hurriedly ordered the troops to retreat.
When the red-eyed soldiers saw that the Japanese were about to run away, they immediately beat the drowned dog and started to pursue it. The Japanese were so bloody that they chased them for about two miles before stopping the pursuit under the order of the commander. In this scene,
In the hand-to-hand fighting, the Japanese abandoned nearly 400 corpses, which greatly boosted the morale of the Chinese defenders.
"Which section are you in, and who is your commander?" As soon as the battle ended, Zhang Lingfu, covered in blood, strode towards the friendly troops who came to help. He wanted to thank them properly.