The fierce white light illuminated the burning city, and the huge reverberation of the artillery fire seemed to shatter people's eardrums.
The artillery shells exploded at the top of the wall with a sharp whistle, and masonry and rubble rushed towards them. The wall was as fragile as paper. It collapsed with a huge plume of smoke and dust. Many Chinese soldiers who were squatting under the wall and shooting were all gone.
The shadow is like falling into a lake in the dark night.
Bullets swooped in with long lines of fire, shattering the living bodies and embedding themselves in the charred wooden piles and blood-stained soil.
More than 30,000 elite Japanese troops armed to the teeth took the lead in entering the city of Nanjing. They were divided into countless attack teams and search and raid teams. Like jackals, they smashed windows and kicked down doors, killing and plundering without restraint.
The military police and the police led by Xiao Shanling were still engaged in fierce street fighting with the Japanese army to cover the evacuation of the people on the river beach. They had been fighting for five hours since nightfall.
At this moment, Ling Xiaoshan was like an ordinary soldier, holding the captured 38-gauge rifle in his hand, pulling the bolt of the gun hard and shooting.
The military police and police were almost exhausted. The original battalion and company commanders had all been killed an hour or two ago. Those who were still alive spontaneously occupied various places to resist.
Command has no meaning now. There are not many brothers left. They have all been sent out by the Xiaoshan Order. Three or five people occupy a building or a room and fight on their own. As a result, the Japanese army has to pay for every step forward.
A huge price to pay.
There were too many dead bodies on the streets, including those of Chinese soldiers and Japanese soldiers. They were still fighting each other in the same posture as before they died, with bayonets still stuck in their bodies.
Japanese artillery shells fell on the streets from time to time, and the densely packed corpses were immediately blown into the sky, causing a rain of blood all over the sky. The stench mixed with the strong smell of blood made people sick.
The smashed Japanese tanks on the street were dumped crookedly in the ditch, burning cracklingly and turned into coke. The gasoline and explosion caused the Japanese army to lose more than ten tanks in this street.
Behind the bombed-out street, more than a thousand neatly dressed Japanese soldiers were squatting on the ground holding 38 rifles, waiting for their commander's orders.
They were newly reinforced troops. The Japanese Major's gloves were snow-white, and his shirt collar was equally neat. Looking at the street illuminated by the fire, his facial expression was extremely solemn.
On this street where blood flowed and corpses piled up like mountains, hundreds of elite Japanese soldiers from the three squadrons who had arrived here had been shattered, but the Chinese soldiers who had run out of ammunition and food still persisted in holding on. This shocked him and
anger.
"Attack!" The Japanese Major pulled out the sharp saber from his waist and ordered in a deep voice.
After receiving the order, more than a thousand elite Japanese soldiers behind him swarmed into the burning streets and alleys like a tide. The cowhide military boots stepped on the corpses and made a crunching sound on the sticky blood.
This group of Japanese troops came from Tangshan. They did not raid the rest of the troops in the city. Instead, they pointed their troops directly at the river beach, trying to intercept the fleeing Nanjing soldiers and civilians. However, they did not expect to encounter an unprecedentedly powerful enemy here.
strong resistance.
These elite Japanese troops surged forward in waves, with rifle butts on their shoulders. As they continued to approach, they divided into countless small groups and got into the charred and dilapidated houses on both sides, and began to sweep the small buildings.
Bang!
A Japanese soldier kicked open the wooden door full of holes. With a loud noise, the entire door collapsed, and a cloud of dust rose up.
The other four Japanese soldiers immediately rushed into the dark room with bayonets in hand. With the help of the firelight outside, they could clearly see several Chinese soldiers with gray faces standing against the wall.
The blood on the bodies of these Chinese soldiers has solidified into dark red, and their gray cotton uniforms were torn and blackened by countless holes. They were tired and hungry. They held their rifles without bullets and leaned closely together, staring at the intruders.
Five Japanese soldiers entered the house.
"Yeah!" After seeing clearly that these Chinese soldiers were still alive, the leading Japanese corps commander suddenly bared his teeth and roared, and rushed over with a bayonet in hand.
The remaining Japanese soldiers also rushed over with sharp bayonets drawn.
"Kill--" One of the Chinese soldiers let out a deep roar in his throat, and they also collided with the Japanese soldiers with their rifles empty of bullets.
"Pfft!"
The sharp bayonet of the Japanese army commander stabbed a hole in the body of a Chinese soldier, and then nailed it to the wall hard.
The Chinese soldier's face was twisted in pain, and he clung tightly to the bayonet that was embedded in his body, otherwise the Japanese army would pull it out, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
In front of the Japanese soldier, he ferociously tried to pull out the bayonet, but the bayonet was firmly grasped. The dying Chinese soldier suddenly bit off the Japanese soldier's nose, blood spurted out, and the Japanese soldier let out a shrill scream.
Yelling, the Chinese soldier also slipped and fell to the ground, his eyes dimming and losing their luster.
The Japanese soldiers and several Chinese soldiers guarding the room struggled with each other. The two sides fought hard in the narrow space. The sound of grunts, the clang of rifle butts hitting helmets, and the thud of bayonets piercing human bodies could be heard throughout the room.
The Japanese army was slightly superior in terms of physical fitness and weapons and equipment, and these weak Chinese soldiers soon fell to the ground.
The two surviving Japanese soldiers pulled out the bayonets from the corpses. Blood was already dripping from the sharp bayonets. They looked at their three fallen companions and were greatly shocked. They did not expect that those skinny Chinese soldiers could survive.
Such power exploded before death.
More than a thousand elite Japanese troops marched along the streets. From time to time, fierce fighting and roars could be heard from the buildings and yards on both sides, but they soon became silent again. The corpses of Chinese soldiers were dragged out and thrown on the streets.
They all fought and died.
In this chilling cold night, the glorious Chinese military police and police defended the city in such a way that the Japanese army paid a heavy price for every step forward.
boom!
The dull sound of gunfire still sounded from time to time. Xiao Shanling, who had two stab wounds, lay in the pile of corpses and kept shooting at the approaching Japanese soldiers. From time to time, Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground, but more Japanese soldiers stepped on the corpses and pressed forward.
come over.
The military police and police lying around the Xiaoshan Order were also mechanically pulling the bolts of their guns and shooting, but they were quickly killed by the bullets fired by the Japanese army. There were fewer and fewer people alive around the Xiaoshan Order.
"Sir Xiao, our military police have no shame." A military policeman covered in blood fired all his bullets, silently picked up a bayonet and loaded his gun with a click.
Xiao Shanling looked at these weak brothers with red eyes: "You are glorious military police and the pride of the party and the country."
"Sir Xiao, I... our police are not cowards."
Ling Xiao Shan looked at the policeman with blood pouring from his chest and choked up his words: "You are not cowards, we will still fight against the Japanese together in the next life!"
Xiao Shanling stood up with his rifle, and the weak military police and policemen around him also struggled to stand up. They were shaking violently, as if they would be blown down by a gust of wind, but they did not fall down. They are Chinese
's spine.
The helmets of the Japanese soldiers shone dimly in the light of the fire. They were crowded and pressing forward along the dark streets. The dozens of remaining military police and police showed no fear at all.
"Brothers, we have been defending and retreating. Today we will also attack." Xiao Shanling slowly raised his bayonet and his eyes became firmer than ever before.
"Sir Xiao, we are following you."
"Attack!" Dozens of remaining soldiers shouted with bayonets in hand, and under the leadership of Xiao Shanling, they launched a charge towards the Japanese army.
"Da da da--"
"Bang-bang-"
The line of fire intertwined with bullets swept over, and these charging brothers rushed forward one after another, dripping with blood, and they fell on the charging road.
Xiao Shanling was shot several times but remained standing, using the butt of his rifle to support himself until the Japanese army rushed up and stabbed him to the ground. General Xiao Shanling died for his country.
The loyalty of martyrs will be remembered forever by our countrymen!