1937, Greater Shanghai The devils were frantically attacking the positions of the national army, and two or three hundred people with strips of red dots on white backgrounds tied to their heads, under the leadership of the squad leader, rushed forward one after another.
The Nationalist troops on the opposite position were basically wiped out, and there were hardly any living creatures except for the corpses and stumps everywhere and the wolf smoke that was still burning after the shelling.
The Japanese squad leader was obviously encouraged, pointed the Toyo sword in his hand forward, and yelled at the group of devils wearing mud-yellow military uniforms and semicircular steel helmets behind him.
"The Chinese army is not good, hurry up" The Japanese troops in the back rushed to the position of the national army with scarlet eyes, as if they were beaten with chicken blood, and it seemed that they wanted to take the position in one go.
Just when this group of Japanese troops rushed to the front of the position about fifty or sixty meters, countless hands suddenly stretched out from the opposite position.
The mud and blood-stained hands threw the grenades forward in unison, drawing graceful arcs in the air.
Boom With a burst of explosions, the Japanese troops who charged forward threw upwards like kites, and fell heavily to the ground.
Before the devil who was not bombed could come to his senses, he was immediately hit by a storm of bullets from the opposite side and fell to the ground.
The injured devil rolled on the ground in pain, and the people who did not die behind did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and launched an attack as always.
At this moment, a big man jumped up on the position, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the mud, only the three silver stars on his neckline shone in the sun.
The big man is in his thirties, burly, a cut above the boss of the little devil who rushed over, and he has a machete in his hand: "Brothers, kill me" Suddenly, countless fighters jumped from the position, and they shouted and pounced on the devil with rifles and machetes.
The big man was even more brave, and with a machete, he went up with an arrow and split a little devil with a gun into two.
Dirty blood splashed on him like a fountain, and a devil officer next to him took advantage of the big man's fight to howl and slash at the big man.
The big man heard the wind of the knife in his ears, and before he could turn around, he pulled out the shell gun on his waist, and the two shots of "Tom Tom" knocked the devil officer to the ground.
The surrounding warriors and devils mingled, the sound of all kinds of weapons firing, the dull sound of bayonets piercing into the human body, the sound of steel colliding, and both sides were red-eyed.
There was blood everywhere on the ground, and everywhere the big man went, the devil either fell to the ground with his head or his arms and thighs were missing.
The rest of the little devils saw the three silver stars on the big man's neckline, and estimated that he should be an officer, so they surrounded him.
The big man was instantly surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and his face still did not change, he cut at the little devil who should have chopped, chopped when he should chop, and took out the shell gun for a while.
Although there are many devils, they can't help the big man for a while.
On the other side, a fat man saw this scene and immediately opened his throat and shouted: "Quick, brothers, the head of the regiment was entangled by the little devil and rushed over to kill this group of bitches" The fat man shouted as he led more than 30 people towards the big man.
The devil had already been killed by the mastery of the big man's superb swordsmanship, and when he saw a group of people rushing behind him, his psychological defense line suddenly collapsed.
Now, they don't care about the spirit of bushido, long live the emperor, turn around and run.
When the fat man saw that the devil had run away, he wanted to catch up and kill him, but the big man immediately shouted: "Don't chase, the little devil is very cunning, go back to the position quickly." ” The fat man couldn't help it, so he stupidly returned to the position with his brothers.
This big man who wielded a knife and slaughtered the little devil was none other than Zhou Wu, the colonel of the 6th Regiment of the 11th Division, who graduated from the fifth phase of the Whampoa Military Academy and was a native of Beiping.
At this time, he had already led more than 2,000 people of the 6th Regiment in the position to resist the Japanese troops who landed from Chuansha for three whole days.
More than 2,000 soldiers lost most of them, three battalion commanders under them died two and a half, 8 of the 11 company commanders were hanged, and even a few of them even became company commanders.
Now the personnel who can fight with guns plus the staff officers of the regimental headquarters are less than a thousand people in total.
But he was repeatedly ordered to hold his position for five days.
Reinforcements came immediately, and he said that he would give whatever he wanted except for people.
"Hell, I know when the reinforcements will arrive, give the fuck what you want, no one has a fart."
Zhou Wu muttered secretly.
You can't fight like this anymore, if you continue like this, the thousand or so people on hand won't take a day, and you have to finish all of them.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wu's heart sank, and he turned his head to the fat man beside him and said, "Fatty, you go and inform the battalions, and the commanders of each company who are not dead will come to the regimental command post immediately." ” Shanghai Luodian is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with a small area, a large area of rivers, and almost all the buildings on the ground have been bombed by planes taking off from Japanese warships at the mouth of the Yangtze River.
Zhou Wu's command post was set up in a dilapidated house a mile away from the forward position, the roof of which had been blown off by bombs, and several broken walls barely kept out the wind.
The fat man's efficiency was quite good, and by the time Zhou Wu arrived at the command post, the commanders and fighters of the battalions and companies who had not yet died had already arrived.
When everyone saw Zhou Wu coming in, they wanted to stand up and salute, but Zhou Wu waved his big hand to signal that he didn't have to, he walked straight to everyone and cleared his throat.
"Brothers, you have also seen that although our regiment has held out here for three days, most of the establishment has been lost.
Reinforcements won't come for a while, so let's talk about it, how to fight this battle" After Zhou Wu finished speaking, he thought that someone would pick up the conversation, but he didn't expect these strong men who never blinked to kill devils were silent.
Zhou Wu was anxious, pointed to a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old Shandong man, and said, "Zhai Daping, you tell me." ” Zhai Daping didn't expect Zhou Wu to call him by name, and he couldn't turn around for a while, a pair of big thick hands scratched the back of his head, and he couldn't speak.
A company commander beside Zhai Daping, Zhang Ercheng took over: "Tuanzao, the little devil's firepower is already fiercer than ours, plus the naval artillery and the cover of the planes in the sky, the brothers have suffered heavy casualties. ” "The plane is okay, but the most annoying thing is the warship on the river, the caliber of the naval guns is large, and the fight is far away, we only have four mountain guns, and they can fight eight kilometers at most, and they can't reach it."
"Why don't I ask the division commander to get you two heavy guns," Zhou Wu said.
"No, there are many devil warships and more guns, it's okay if we don't open fire, as soon as the guns are fired, the position will be exposed immediately, and those naval guns and planes will not smash them all at once."
Zhang Ercheng shook his head.
Zhou Wu was right to think about it, weapons are more expensive than people in these years, and they can't make them themselves, so they will kill a little less, and there is no shortage of people on the entire Husong front, so there is a shortage of weapons and ammunition.
It doesn't work on the left, it doesn't work on the right, Zhou Wu was angry from his heart: "Is it possible that we will take the devil's warship and watch this group of beasts bomb indiscriminately without any way" t1706231537: