In the face of the menacing Japanese army, Gao Xiangfa was not afraid, and the addition of more than 1,000 soldiers made him a lot easier in terms of troop deployment, but if he wanted to repel such a crazy attack by the Japanese army, he would inevitably pay a heavy price.
Looking at the posture of the Japanese army's attack, Ding Ning suggested on the phone: "Brigade seat, there are so many little devils, and there are planes and tanks, I think Lao Gao and they may not be able to hold on, once the position is lost, it will be miserable."
Not only will our independent brigade be wiped out, but even the southeast gateway of Nanjing will not be able to be saved.
Why don't you transfer the 1st Regiment and the 2nd Battalion of Special Agents, and in any case, resist this Japanese attack first. ” But Zhou Wu disagreed with Ding Ning's opinion, in his opinion, as long as Gao Xiangfa could barely withstand it, those little devils surrounded by Ge Sanmin and the fat man had become turtles in the urn, and it was only a matter of time before they were eliminated.
Of course, Zhou Wu also knew that Gao Xiangfa's situation was quite difficult, but he believed that the brothers of the Fourth Regiment would definitely be able to survive this hurdle.
In the sky, Japanese planes were raging, and more than 4,000 devils on the ground launched a fierce attack under the cover of tanks.
Gao Xiangfa is ready to sacrifice his life for the country, and the soldiers of the four regiments all have a grenade on their bodies, intending to die with the little devil when they lose the ability to resist.
The battle was extremely tragic, and the two sides fought repeatedly in the palm-sized place of Niushou Mountain, until the sky was dark, and even the sun was covered by the smoke from the explosion, losing its former light.
On the one hand, he vowed to take the position that opened the east gate of Nanjing, and on the other hand, he resisted to the death and resolutely held the outer positions of Nanjing.
The soldiers of the fourth regiment fought one after another, fighting on the front line of Niushou Mountain, the people in front were killed, and the people behind immediately took over their weapons and continued to fire at the little devils who rushed up.
In many places, there were brutal hand-to-hand combat, the brothers of the fourth regiment used big knives to cut when they ran out of bullets, smashed with grenades when the blades were cut, smashed them with stones on the battlefield, hit the devil's body with their heads, and even tore the devil's ears with their teeth.
Although the four regiments resisted desperately, after all, the enemy was outnumbered, and most of the Japanese troops, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, rushed into the trenches, and more and more little devils howled behind and continued to rush over.
At this time, Zhou Wu, who has always been confident, can't sit still, if he continues to fight like this, the four regiments will all be finished, the fourth regiment will be finished, the second regiment will inevitably die, and then there will be a regiment, and the independent brigade will be wiped out at night.
Ding Ning, who has always been calm, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he said on the phone that he would immediately lead the reserves into battle.
Zhou Wu was a little shaken, he wanted to agree to Ding Ning's request, if he put in the reserve now, he might be able to avoid the crisis of the fourth regiment, but the result was not much better, the reserve team was composed of personnel who did not have much combat experience, and it was more than enough to serve as a guard and clean the battlefield, but if you want to do it with a real knife and a real gun, I am afraid that it will be a meat bun and a dog, and there will be no return.
Just when Zhou Wu was walking back and forth and couldn't make up his mind, there was good news from Gao Xiangfa's side.
More than 700 people from a reinforced battalion of the vanguard of the 11th Division of the 79th Army had rushed to Niushou Mountain, and the Japanese attack on the 4th Regiment was repulsed.
Zhou Wu was overjoyed, the opportunity came, he immediately ordered the fat man who had been waiting for a long time to take the initiative to attack, and the two regiments together must eliminate all the little devils in the encirclement before dark.
A reserve of non-combatants led by Ding Ning also took advantage of the situation.
Until this moment, the devil caught between Ge Sanmin and the fat man didn't know what the end was.
The whole Niushou Mountain is full of soldiers of the national army with all kinds of weapons in all directions, the blue sky is full of red and the ground is red, and the mountains are spread all over the field.
No matter where the devil wants to escape, there will be a group of national soldiers rushing over with shouts.
The leading Shao Zuo really felt that there was no way to heaven and no way to enter the ground.
But the conceited little devils were not willing to be defeated, and they all gathered together under the command of that Shao Zuo, forming a fire defense circle full of machine guns and small steel cannons on the outside, and an iron barrel circle of infantry inside, and they slowly moved towards the second regiment, trying to break through the position and join the large forces outside.
However, the little devils obviously misjudged the situation, although the 4th Regiment suffered heavy casualties, they had no worries for the time being, they quickly turned around and pressed towards the Japanese army together with the 11th Division.
At this time, on the local battlefield, the national army formed an absolute advantage of five to one, as for fire support, Zhou Wu could order the artillery regiment of the military headquarters to support at any time, plus Zhang Ercheng's howitzer battalion, they should be able to occupy a local firepower advantage.
In order to resolve the battle as soon as possible, Zhou Wu decided to attack the Japanese army in the encirclement on all fronts.
The general offensive began, the artillery regiment of the army headquarters and the howitzer battalion frantically launched artillery bombardment, and more than 5,000 people of the independent brigade began the final assault on the devils from all directions.
The little devil who had just been hit by a cannonball and had his eardrum congested had not yet recovered from the tinnitus and dizziness when he saw a terrifying scene.
I saw that in the smoke of gunpowder, a large group of soldiers of the national army with various weapons rushed towards them from all directions like a mountain and a tsunami.
Their eyes were filled with bitter hatred and anger, and their mouths were full of hoarse roars, and although they couldn't understand what they were shouting, the little devil could feel that it would do them absolutely no good.
These usually murderous and arrogant Japanese devils were also afraid, which was an instinctive reaction, not something that the bushido spirit could resist, and they finally trembled in the anger of the Chinese like a volcanic eruption.
Soon, steel and steel collided together, and the soldiers of the Independent Brigade effortlessly tore the Japanese army's iron barrel array into strips of broken cloth, and the national army surrounded the little devils with a five-to-one advantage, and attacked these beasts and devils with all the weapons they could use.
Under these circumstances, even the Japanese soldiers, who had been highly trained and possessed the spirit of fascist bushido, did not care about their face and fled one after another, stepping on the corpses of their comrades.
However, can you escape?
Until the battle has been fought so far, even the staff officers and clerks who usually draw maps at the brigade headquarters have been dispatched with weapons.
Oxshou Mountain is full of lethal fire from Maxine and Czech machine guns, the mountains are full of Nationalist soldiers with Chinese rifles, everywhere there is the cold light of large knives, and everywhere there are Chinese full of grief and anger.
The Japanese troops on the periphery wanted to rush in to rescue these besieged companions, but the large troops of the 11th Division arrived one after another, and in the face of the reinforcements of the national army, they attacked continuously for an afternoon, and the little devils who had repeatedly failed to succeed could not compete with the 11th Division in terms of physical strength and morale.
Just now, the last large-scale attack organized by the little devils was already the end of the crossbow, and now if you go to compete with the 11th Division, the gains will definitely outweigh the losses.
Therefore, the division commander of the Japanese army could only watch his men being annihilated by the independent brigade, and his anger can be imagined. t1706231537: