"Buzz" The little black dot in the sky is getting closer and closer, hovering at a lower altitude above the head.
"Damn it, the little Japanese plane is here to show off its power again.
It's a pity that the gun barrel is not powerful enough to take down the plane."
A soldier below looked at the planes circling back and forth in the sky and couldn't help but curse.
"If you have this strength, you might as well save it to fight the Japanese.
Seeing that the last day of negotiations is about to pass, the Japanese army is afraid that they will attack again."
A soldier next to him sat down on the sandbag and added some meat to the bowl.
I drank the pickled cabbage soup and gnawed on the warm white steamed buns in my hands.
"Fart, I just don't like seeing the Japanese planes.
Even if I scold the sky all day long and fight the Japanese army, I will still be active and vigorous."
Veteran Zhu Chunhua replied in a rough voice.
"Watching the Japanese planes coming, why don't you hide in the bunker and wait to be bombed?"
Another voice sounded from behind.
"I'm lucky, I'm not in your way."
Zhu Chunhua was petty, loud-mouthed, and stinky, and he didn't blame the people behind him.
"Tourist" The sound of lying down with legs together and performing a military salute.
"What the hell, don't think that I don't know what you are up to."
Zhu Chunhua turned around in disbelief.
He had played this trick many times in the military camp.
He had also been punished using this method when he was a new recruit. several times.
How could I be fooled again now?
But when Zhu Chunhua turned around and saw the serious face behind him, he was almost frightened to death.
He stammered in a trembling voice, "Bridge, brigade seat."
The person coming was none other than Weng Zhaoyuan, the commander of the 156th Brigade.
"What?
I told you to go back to the trenches.
Is it bothering you?"
Weng Zhaoyuan said with a dark face.
"Yes.
Guesthouse."
Zhu Chunhua was also very excited.
After hearing Weng Zhaoyuan's words, he rolled to the ground and rolled more than two meters to the edge of the trench.
His head was still stuck on a small protruding stone on the ground.
I just didn't dare to say a word after getting a bag.
Weng Zhaoyuan stared at this guy in a daze.
"Sergeant, do you have any other orders?"
Zhu Chunhua actually rolled back into the trench and then got up and said loudly.
"You're fine."
After saying these words, Weng Zhaoyuan continued to inspect other places with a straight face.
This has become a necessary task for him every day since he settled in Shanghai.
Today is the last day of the three-day truce.
The Japanese army has been assembled, and everyone including Weng Zhaoyuan knows that this is also the calm before the war.
"Today, the Empire will capture the Chinese Wusong Fortress."
On the last day of Armistice Day, the spokesperson of the Japanese diplomatic corps tore off his disguise and arrogantly shouted to reporters from Britain, the United States and other countries.
Twenty-four The planes took off from the three aircraft carriers Kaga, Hosho, and Notoro and flew over the Wusong Fortress.
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The bombs fell from the sky with a sharp whistle.
Wu, who had been calm for several years, was caught in a burst of fire and earthquakes.
"Hurry, drive quickly," a nervous and anxious voice kept urging the driver in front.
In the northwest, if Jiang Li hadn't brought a certain number of military trucks.
There are no cars yet, but they are on the southeast coast.
But there are many wealthy businessmen in cities who can afford to drive such a small car.
The current commander of Wusong Fortress, Deng Zhenquan, is one of them.
Fortunately, the belongings had been moved before.
Through the car window, Deng Zhenquan looked at Wu Song in horror as he was being cooked in a boiling pot and thought with lingering fear.
At this time, Deng Zhenquan had only one thought in his mind, to leave this damn place as quickly as possible.
Who knows when the Japanese plane would land on top of his head and drop bombs.
In the past few years, he has made a lot of money from Wusong, and he paid it back last year.
It would be a pity for two beautiful concubines to die like this.
"Ding ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, 2, 10, 10, 20, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10,00,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 and000,000,000,000,000 and000,000,000,000,000,000,000 and0000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 calls from Tan Qixiu.
"What's going on over there?
The Japanese have called over.
No response?
It took so long to answer the phone.
I'm Tan Qixiu, the deputy commander of the 78th Division.
I'm looking for Commander Deng."
If the other party hadn't been from Nanjing, the enemy would have been At present, Tan Qixiu can't wait to add that all the people who are not good are dead.
He said a few words in a rough voice, and after a while, he replied, "Tan, Deputy Commander Tan, Commander, Commander, ran away with his adjutant."
"Deng Zhenquan, fuck my old mother!"
Tan Qixiu yelled, hung up the phone, and then quickly dialed the 19th Route Army headquarters to report that Deng Zhenquan escaped before the battle.
Adjustments must be made as soon as possible.
Wusong Fortress is the first in Nanjing.
Without Nanjing's approval, the 19th Route Army could not move at all.
Most of the Japanese troops arrived, and the 78th Division alone on the front line at this time could not stop the oncoming Japanese troops.
Boo hoo hoo More than twenty Japanese planes were flying over the battlefield like flies, dropping ammunition from time to time.
On the river, 13 Japanese warships, including destroyers and light cruisers, were lined up.
The shells rained down on the heads of the defenders.
Hongweng Zhaoyuan felt that the bunker would collapse at any time due to the indiscriminate bombing by the Japanese army and bury him alive.
Under the cover of aircraft and artillery, more than 1,500 Japanese special marines rushed towards Wusong Fortress surrounded by two armored vehicles.
"Son of a bitch, did the fortress commander grow up eating shit?
Why didn't the fortress cannons fire yet?"
Weng Zhaoyuan cursed loudly.
Every minute that passed, several dozen people on his side were killed or injured in the gunfire.
In this situation where you can only take a beating but cannot fight back, the blow to morale is also quite serious.
However, compared to Weng Zhaoyuan's anger, the soldiers in charge of garrisoning the fortress guns screamed and howled under the blazing fire.
The power of naval guns was originally greater than ordinary artillery.
More than a dozen Japanese warships were lined up on the river.
Open, its firepower accumulates, coupled with the aircraft overhead, its firepower is not ordinary terrible.
One after another, the fortress garrison dormitories collapsed, throwing up a lot of smoke and dust in the firelight.
A sharp sound seemed to penetrate people's eardrums.
Dozens of fortress cannon shells were detonated, and dozens of nearby defenders were all thrown into the sky and turned into flesh and blood.
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And the fortress cannon that cost a lot of money was twisted in the air at this time, turned into scrap metal, and fell heavily to the ground.
The cement turret that provided the foundation for the fortress' guns was also blown into a big hole.
The tragic situation was unbearable to look at.
"Asshole, why hasn't there been a reply from the headquarters?
What should we do?"
The commander of the fortress gun was so anxious that there was a hint of crying in his voice.
He was furious, and he was heartbroken to see the fortress gun that he usually maintained as a treasure being destroyed by Japanese artillery fire without any resistance.
It was also a mixture of grief and anger as I watched the subordinates I had been with for many days being reduced to flesh and blood in the Japanese artillery fire.
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