"Hanwazi, it's me!" The voice opposite was so excited that he almost couldn't speak. "I knew you were a kid. In the famine in your hometown, hundreds of thousands of people starved to death. But you little child survived. I knew you couldn't die. What is a small gunshot wound, what is it..."

Xu Shijiu's eyes were also filled with tears, but now it is not the time to reminisce about the past. He shouted loudly: "Uncle, now is not the time to speak. Let's kill the dozen Japanese devils on the bridge first."

"Okay, okay, listen to you." The old uncle opposite said, "I know you have many ideas in war. Please give me the order. How to fight this battle, we will all listen to you."

"The dozen Japanese devils on the bridge are not simple, please don't show their heads easily," Xu Shijiu shouted, "But the Japanese devils should have consumed almost the same ammunition, and the Japanese devils' submachine guns are not far away. Uncle, please pick a few good marksmanship and climb to the nearby commanding heights, and kill the Japanese devils from afar."

The opposite side agreed, and immediately a few veterans with good shooting skills crawled into the alley.

Xu Shijiu said to Zhu Xia and driver Lao Qi again: "Collection of all the remaining grenades on the Central Army and the grenades on the Japanese. The Japanese will be desperate later and will definitely choose to break through forcibly, and then we will use grenades or grenades to greet them."

Zhu Xia and the driver Lao Qi agreed and quickly began to collect grenades or grenades from the corpses of the Central Army soldiers and Japanese soldiers. In just a moment, they collected no less than twenty grenades and more than a dozen melon thunders. Xu Shijiu asked them to open the caps of the grenades and arrange them in a row with melon thunders.

At this time, the few veterans who had good marksmanship picked out by the uncle on the opposite side had climbed to a nearby five-story pagoda and a rooftop of a building. These two places were at least two hundred meters away from the bridge. Then they stood up carelessly and named more than a dozen Japanese on the Saizaobin Bridge with official rifles.

Although the Thomson submachine gun equipped by the Japanese army has strong firepower, its effective range is only 200 meters, and the ballistic dispersion area will expand sharply after exceeding 100 meters. In other words, the Thomson submachine gun has huge lethality within 100 meters, and it will basically be unable to hit the target if it exceeds 100 meters.

However, the official rifle equipped by the Central Army is imitated with the German 1924 Mauser Rifle, with a scale range of 2,000 meters. Most veterans with accurate marksmanship can easily hit fixed human-shaped targets 200 meters away. Those veterans of the Central Army hid two hundred meters away to fire cold guns, and the dozen Japanese soldiers on the Saizaobin Bridge were only beaten.

Moreover, the veterans of the Central Army were divided into two groups and cross-fired from two directions. The low guardrail of the Saebain Bridge could not provide effective cover for more than a dozen Japanese soldiers. In just a moment, three Japanese soldiers were shot and fell down. The remaining seven or eight Japanese soldiers had no choice but to choose to break through.

As Xu Shijiu expected, Japan really chose the South Bridge Head as the breakthrough point.

However, this time, the Japanese made the wrong plan. As soon as the remaining seven or eight Japanese soldiers turned around, the light and heavy machine guns of the Central Army opposite were immediately opened. Xu Shijiu, Zhu Xia and driver Lao Qi also threw grenades and grenades out. Driver Lao Qi threw his hands very far away, and he could throw them fifty meters away with just a swing of his hand.

Xu Shijiu and the other three were pressed into the bunker by the Japanese army and could not raise their heads, so they could only throw them out, but they could not blow up, but they blocked the Japanese army's way. In the end, the remaining Japanese soldiers were in chaos and were soon piled up by gunmen at the high point and the Central Army's light and heavy machine guns. It took less than two minutes.

Even the elite among the elite will not be much better than the sheep once they are locked in a cage.

When Xu Shijiu, Zhu Xia and driver Lao Qi rushed to the Saebabin Bridge with bayonets, more than a hundred Central Army troops rushed out of the streets and alleys opposite. The old army leader in the leading position was carrying the rank of lieutenant, but he looked very old, at least fifty years old, and his face was full of wind and frost.

"Hanwa!" Lao Jun shouted with a sob.

"Uncle!" Xu Shijiu agreed, and burst into tears.

Zhu Xia, who was following Xu Shijiu, was a little surprised. In his impression, Xu Shijiu was a man of steel. Even when he returned to Shanghai three years ago, he was tortured by injuries and did not moan. However, in just a few days, it was Xu Shijiu's second crying.

Zhu Xia looked at Xu Shijiu and then at the old military leader. Suddenly, he felt a strange feeling. Why did these two people look like a father and son who had been away for a long time reunite on the battlefield?

Zhu Xia's feeling was really right. Xu Shijiu really treated his uncle as his father in his heart. In Hanzhong, he had a severe drought, and Xu Shijiu's family fled to the south, and finally survived Xu Shijiu. Xu Shijiu was only nine years old that year. If his uncle had not taken him in kindly, he would have starved to death on the streets of Guangzhou long ago.

However, Xu Shijiu quickly broke free from the joy of reunion after a long separation and asked in a deep voice: "Uncle, has the 61st Division been defeated?"

"It's collapsed, it's collapsed." The uncle nodded, and the glitter in his eyes quickly dimmed, and he sighed, "The two regiments and more than 3,000 guard battalions were defeated in less than half an hour. They were dead and ran away. Only the 100-plus Pingyang veterans did not disperse. I was leading them to break through, and I met you, Hanwa, here."

Zhu Xia was so angry that his face turned pale when he heard this. How could more than 3,000 people collapse so quickly?

"Where is the master?" Zhu Xia asked gritted his teeth, "Where are the Commander Zhang, Commander Chen and others?"

"I'll run early." A veteran said disdainfully, "These officials run faster than rabbits."

Most of the other veterans were not angry. In fact, the reason why the 61st Division was defeated so quickly was that in addition to the Weiyuan brigade who came to attack were all elite soldiers equipped with automatic firepower, there was another more important internal reason, that is, the 61st Division was not united, and the officers and soldiers did not trust each other, and it could even be said to be an opposition.

This is due to historical reasons. The predecessor of the 19th Route Army was the 1st Division of the Guangdong Army. From the time of the formation of the army until the Fujian Reform, all the officers and soldiers were basically soldiers from Guangdong. The officers and soldiers trusted each other and were very united. It was reflected in the outside world that they had extremely strong combat power. The 19th Route Army was able to defeat the four Japanese commanders with 30,000 soldiers. This is proof that it was possible for the 19th Route Army to win the fourth change of commanders of the Japanese army with 30,000 soldiers.

However, after the Fujian Rebellion, the 19th Route Army was dismembered, and all the officers above the company commander in the army were withdrawn, and all the Whampoa officers of the Central Army were replaced. Most of them also came from the Fifth Army, which had just defeated the 19th Route Army, that is, Zhang Zhizhong's troops.

Less than two years ago, these two armies fought side by side in Shanghai.

He was originally a comrade in a trench. He had just fought a war not long ago, but now he has become his commander. Most veterans of the 19th Route Army cannot accept such a cruel fact.

Therefore, after the reorganization, the officers and soldiers of the 60th Division, 61st Division and 78th Division distrust each other, and the confrontation was very serious, which seriously affected the combat effectiveness. When an accident occurred, the officers did not trust the soldiers and could only run away. The soldiers did not trust their commanders and could only fight for a while, and could not organize effective resistance at all, and the result was that the soldiers were defeated like mountains of defeat.

Zhu Xia felt a burning face, and the veteran who was talking obviously did not recognize him. After all, he had only been to the 61st Division for a few days, but no matter how short the time was, he was now the chief of staff of the 61st Division. The 61st Division performed so badly, and his chief of staff was also dull. He took two steps forward and shouted: "I don't care what others are doing, but at least I, Zhu Xia, didn't run away!"

"Who are you?" The veteran didn't buy Zhu Xia's account at all.

The old uncle also looked at Xu Shijiu with confusion, and Xu Shijiu said, "Uncle, he is your chief of staff."

"Are you a senator?" The old uncle was stunned when he heard this, but the veteran who had just spoken out was fearless. The other hundreds of veterans did not take Zhu Xia's identity as chief of staff.

Zhu Xia could feel the distrust of the number one veterans of about 100, but the military situation was like a fire, so he could not delay it, so he could only say with a tough bullet and said, "Brothers, the 61st Division suffered a great defeat and even lost Wusong Town. If it is heard, we will lose our face, right? If you have the affair, come with me to take Wusong Town back!"

A hundred or so veterans looked cold, but no one responded.

The veteran who had just spoken out loudly said coldly: "Diet shovel, do you want us to go back and die?"

Zhu Xia's square face suddenly turned into a pig's liver, but the dignified Major General Chief of Staff was ridiculed by the big head soldiers. How could he bear it?

Xu Shijiu frowned. He knew that he could not delay any longer. Every minute of time, the morale of the remaining soldiers in the city would be lowered. When the morale of the remaining soldiers in the city completely collapsed, he would no longer be able to turn things around.

Xu Shijiu pulled the bolt to push the bullet into the load, and then said to Zhu Xia: "Old Zhu, these cowards are afraid of death and let them go. As long as I, Xu Shijiu, have a breath, even if there are 100,000 Japanese devils in the city, I will go with you!"

"Good brother, let's go on the road." Zhu Xia patted Xu Shijiu on the shoulder and rushed into the town with a bayonet.

Xu Shijiu turned around and followed, and the driver Lao Qi also followed with a bayonet, but before turning around, he spat thick phlegm in front of the veteran who had just spoken out.

"Hanwazi, wait for me." The uncle chased after him without thinking.

"My mother, when will we Guangdong guys be afraid of death?" The veteran who spoke out loudly gritted his teeth, raised his bayonet and flicked forward, and said sternly, "Brothers, kill back to the city and kill the little Japanese!"

"Yes, kill back and kill this little Japanese! "

"What are you still standing there? Go back, hurry up!"

"Dead shovel, I'll go too!"

"I'm the one!"
Chapter completed!