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Chapter 297 Bloody Nanjing (4)

Thick gunpowder smoke filled the entire neighborhood, and the blown corpses exuded the smell of decay. Among the dilapidated ruins, soldiers covered in gunpowder smoke and blood were striding eastward to chase the retreating Japanese.

Major Yoshimitsu Ito, commander of the First Battalion of the Japanese 36th Regiment, was killed by a grenade, and the First Battalion was driven out of Nanjing by the guerrilla battalion led by Yang Ling.

The troops of the 305th Regiment led by Zhang Lingfu launched a fierce attack on the Japanese from the outer flank of the city. They were attacked from both sides and forced the remnants of the Japanese First Battalion to temporarily retreat.

Of course, Yang Ling would not let go of this opportunity to beat the drowned dog. He led the main force of the guerrilla battalion to pursue the retreating Japanese soldiers and once again invaded the Zhongheqiao neighborhood in an attempt to restore the position here.

"Don't let the little devil escape! Kill him!"

Company Commander Liu Yidao raised his arms and shouted with a bloody bayonet in his hands, chasing the enemy most ferociously.

Da da da--

Panting, the Japanese's cover machine gun crew mounted the machine gun on the sack, and pulled the trigger on Liu Yidao and the others without hesitation.

Bullets flew wildly on the ruined streets, sending pieces of wood and rubble flying in all directions. Several brothers who rushed too hard were shot and fell to the ground, causing large clouds of smoke and dust to rise.

"Damn it! Machine gun! Shoot me!"

Liu Yidao flew behind the sandbag to avoid the bullets aimed at him. He looked at his brother lying on the ground in the distance and was bleeding, his eyes were red, and he roared behind him.

The brothers in the machine gun company led by the blacksmith were also panting from exhaustion. They fell to the ground, set up their machine guns and started to fight back, making a clicking sound.

The bullets flew violently across the ruins, making a popping sound on the sack that held the Japs' machine gun. The bullets ricocheted and shattered the Japs' machine gunner's arm, causing him to fall down immediately.

The Japanese deputy shooter immediately threw away the 38-gauge rifle in his hand and ferociously straightened the machine gun. The Japanese machine gun started firing again.

The ballistic trajectory spread along the street and chased Liu Yidao, who had just rushed out. Liu Yidao was so angry that he yelled and cursed. He rolled several times and hid behind a broken wall, and then managed to escape with his life.

Yang Ling hunched over and continued to rush forward under the cover of the ruins. The Japanese machine guns came to greet him. He hurriedly squatted down and hid behind the barricade. The bullets flew past his head and embedded in the wooden window behind him.

"Huzi! Attract the enemy's firepower, I'll kill him!" Yang Ling shouted towards the guard Huzi who rushed to his side and fell to the ground.

Although Huzi was young, a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. He showed no fear at all amid the hail of bullets. He took a deep breath and ran sideways to another barricade.

As soon as Hu Zi ran out, the enemy's machine gun bullets came over, causing gravel and smoke to fly behind Hu Zi.

At the moment when the Japanese machine gun was aimed at Huzi, Yang Ling suddenly straightened up from behind the barricade, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the Japanese machine gunner behind the sack, and pulled the trigger.

puff!

The whistling bullets smashed the Japs' neck, and a stream of dirty blood spurted out, splattering the ammunition hand all over his face, and the Japs' machine gun misfired.

As soon as the Japs' machine gunner misfired, Liu Yidao rushed forward with murderous intent. The Japs' gunner wanted to stand up and continue firing, but as soon as he stood up, he was beaten to pieces by Yang Ling's machine guns.

When Liu Yidao rushed to the Japanese machine gun team, he saw the main shooter of the Japanese machine gun lying on the ground groaning, holding his bloody arm.

Without the slightest pity or sympathy, he pulled out his shell gun, pointed it at the Japs soldier's head, and shot him. A dull gunshot rang out, and the Japs machine gun shooter's head was turned into a ball of paste by the bullets, and he could no longer die.

The combat companies of the guerrilla battalion continued to advance along the ruins. The retreating Japanese troops wanted to build a defense line with the help of ruins barricades. However, facing Yang Ling and his murderous counterattack troops, their fragile defense line was like paper.

Just break.

The brothers in the guerrilla camp had not fought such a thrilling battle for a long time. They were unable to hold their ground and chased the Japanese for three streets.

An old Japanese soldier hid by the window of a two-story attic building on the street. Taking advantage of the melee on the street, he kept shooting and making sneak attacks.

Student soldier Wang Zikun saw that the brother next to him was hit by a stray bullet that came from nowhere. He hurriedly dragged the brother behind the wall.

"Someone is injured here! Come quickly!" Wang Zikun shouted while raising his gun to cover.

A student soldier who had undergone simple training as a medical soldier heard Wang Zikun's cry and rushed over with a bandage in his hands. However, he fell to the ground and twitched halfway, looking like he would not survive.

"Damn it!" Wang Zikun noticed the Japanese soldiers hiding on the second floor of the street this time and cursed loudly.

"Platoon leader! There is a Japanese hidden on the second floor!" Wang Zikun reported loudly to Shunzi, the reconnaissance platoon leader.

Yang Ling and several combat companies from the guerrilla battalion pursued them hand in hand along several streets. Shunzi and the others were blocked by the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron. They were beaten so hard that they could not lift their heads. There were Japanese sharpshooters sniping from high places.

This put them in a dilemma.

Shunzi shouted to the brothers in the platoon: "Zi Kun, let's cover him, you kill him with a grenade!"

"yes!"

The crackling gunshots rang out, and dense bullets poured towards the windows on the second floor. The small wooden building was immediately hit with sawdust flying.

The Japanese sharpshooter realized something was wrong and hurriedly bent down to hide. Wang Zikun took the opportunity to rush out and threw the smoking grenade into the window while running.

Boom - The shock wave of the explosion swept across everything. Various objects in the small building were immediately shattered by the explosion and sprayed out along the windows. Along with the thick smoke, the bloody Japanese soldiers were also blown away and rolled down.

on the street.

When the brothers in the guerrilla battalion followed the retreating Japanese soldiers and launched a counterattack, the troops of the 305th Regiment led by Zhang Lingfu also rushed over from the direction of Zangjia Lane, catching the Japanese soldiers by surprise.

"Batalion Commander! The Japanese have retreated!"

The remnants of the military police battalion were clinging to several sturdy buildings on Zhongheqiao Street. They were divided and surrounded by the Japanese during the battle. They did not break out, thinking that they would not escape death. Unexpectedly, the Japanese retreated.

The gendarmerie battalion commander, whose face was covered with blood, hurriedly waved to the gendarmerie to stop shooting. When he looked around, he saw that the Japanese were running along the street. Hearing the fierce gunfire from all around, he shouted in surprise: "Brothers! We

The reinforcements have arrived, come with me and rush out to kill the Japanese!"

"Kill the Japanese!" There were only a hundred or so remaining military policemen. When they heard that reinforcements had arrived, they rushed out of the building and rushed toward the Japanese.

The Japanese First Battalion had already breached the Guanghua Gate, but now they were not only driven out of the city again, but were forced to retreat in the face of fierce pursuit by various counterattack forces.

Yang Ling and the others took advantage of the situation and resumed their block position at Zhonghe Bridge. They continued their attack near the Engineer School before stopping the attack. This was because there was a fire blockade composed of the Guizishan artillery brigade and heavy machine guns. They lacked heavy weapons and were unable to break through.

"Repair the position!" Yang Ling ordered to stop the attack and repair the position on the spot.

The brothers in the guerrilla camp fought a happy battle under the leadership of Yang Ling. At this moment, their morale was high and they hurriedly used sacks and sandbags to build positions on the streets.


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