When the explosion sounded, Xue Yue, commander-in-chief of the 19th Army, was on the phone with Huang Wei, commander of the 67th Division. The 67th Division was at the end of the retreat sequence of the 19th Army, and had just retreated from the Bazi Bridge in the city.

Huang Wei also heard the explosion on the other end of the phone and asked anxiously: "Sir, what happened?!"

Xue Yue heard the explosions outside the command center more and more frequent, and even heard dense gunshots. He just said to the microphone that the situation was not good and then he died. At this time, the Anti-Japanese War God, who had a magical record in Wanjialing and Changsha in the future, did not know that he had been targeted by someone and was almost captured by the Japanese.

The guard battalion commander hurried in, and Xue Yue asked, "What's going on outside?"

"I don't know the specific details, but there is a mutiny between the rioters. You must leave immediately." The guard battalion commander didn't know what happened outside, but the rioters had already set up a scattered line and were approaching the headquarters from several directions. At present, the commander was empty and he had to protect the commander-in-chief and leave immediately.

"What did you say, you don't know?" Xue Yue's face suddenly turned dark.

Xue Yue was undoubtedly the kind of cold soldier. He was not only strict with the enemy, but also with himself, but also with his subordinates. Otherwise, he would not have chased the Red Army for 23,000 miles and drove Zhu Mao from Jiangxi to the northwest. Such a commander would never be rude to his incompetent subordinates.

Resisting the urge to shoot the guard battalion commander, Xue Yue strode out of the command center.

However, as soon as he walked out of the command center, Xue Yue knew that he had wronged his subordinates. The situation outside was indeed very messy, and it was incredibly messy. Although the north and south ends of the Anting Bridge were already covered by smoke, the soldiers on the bridge were also trying to squeeze out, but the soldiers under the bridge were still trying to squeeze upwards, trying to cross the bridge first.

Why do you have to cross the bridge first? Because one bridge is separated by a distance, the difference between life and death!

Staying on the south bank of Wusong River, people's legs can't escape the wheels of the little Japanese car. In the end, they will definitely be caught by the little Japanese, which is a dead end. But if you cross the Anting Bridge, you will have the chance to get on the train. Even if you don't have the train, you will explode the bridge and the little Japanese will not be able to catch up in a short time, and you will have the chance to escape.

The bridge wanted to go down, and the bridge was overwhelmed, and the entire bridge was squeezed out.

However, what made Xue Yue feel most mysterious was the rioters who had already opened a scattered line and were pushing towards his command from several directions. One of the rioters had already taken advantage of the chaos to seize the anti-aircraft machine gun position on the north side of Anting Bridge, and then pressed down the muzzle.

"Chief, go!" The guard battalion commander had only time to push Xue Yue away. The scorching bullets had already poured over like water, and immediately smashed his broad chest into a sieve. The guard battalion commander's strong body was pulled over by the bullets of the heavy machine gun and then moved over. He went back and forth like a slam, and finally fell to the ground dejectedly.

Xue Yue rolled and crawled behind a willow tree, and found that there was a staff officer beside him. All the other entourages were piled up. Fortunately, the guard battalion was alarmed not far away, and soldiers kept rushing out with rifles. However, Xue Yue's heart quickly sank again. He suddenly remembered that there was less than one platoon of troops left in the guard battalion.

"Hey, you guys, hurry up and drive the car in the main seat, hurry up!" The only living staff officer shouted at the first guards who rushed out. The guards quickly turned back and moved the straw piled in the corner of the yard, and there was a car hidden underneath.

However, as soon as the car drove out of the door, it was immediately strafed. Dozens of bullet holes were punched in the front windshield, hood and side doors. The tires on the left were blown up, and the guards driving were also sacrificed on the spot. The remaining guards were blocked in the barracks and could not even get out of the door.

In this moment, the riots who came from several directions were approaching within fifty meters.

At this time, Xue Yue finally found something wrong. Whether it was the alternating cover between individual soldiers or the level promotion of each group, the riots who were forced to come from different directions were all very well organized, and all kinds of tactical movements were used very skillfully. Such elite troops could never be found in the national army. This was obviously a Japanese army!

"Japanese, they are Japanese!" Xue Yue came to his senses and shouted miserably, "I, Xue Yue, did not die on the front battlefield, but died at the hands of several little Japanese who came to attack."

The only living staff member was quick to learn and shouted, "Chief, take off his clothes and swim across the other side!"

After hearing this, Xue Yue quickly took off his military uniform, hat and pants, then took off his leather shoes, and then jumped into the cold Wusong River. The staff officer was very responsible, and then took off his clothes and pants quickly put on Xue Yue's clothes and pants, then rushed out screaming, but fell down within a few steps.

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Not to mention Xue Yue's life or death, the guards of Anting Bridge are also in big trouble.

Although the guards of the bridges looked fierce and fierce on the surface, the noses of the two Maxim heavy machine guns mounted on the barricade were also opened, but when someone rushed towards their positions in a panic, they did not dare to shoot. After all, they were all their own brothers. We all killed the enemy side by side on the same battlefield for nearly three months, so where could we do it?

"Don't come over, don't come over!"

"Don't you get close to me if you hear me!"

"We'll shoot when we get closer!"

"We really shot, don't come over..."

The soldiers guarding the bridge held guns and held Maxim's grip, shouting, each of them was sweating profusely, but the soldiers of the National Army who were already in a state of madness could not care about these things? Many soldiers rushed up in a panic way. The soldiers guarding the bridge did not dare to really shoot, so they could only kick them and smash them with their butts.

He kicked down a group of people and smashed away a group of people with a stock. The murderous intent suddenly came!

The third batch of riots rushed up was completely different from the first two batches. Although there were only more than twenty, they were all agile. They said no nonsense and stabbed them with bayonets. The guards guards were caught off guard and more than ten were stabbed down in an instant. The remaining guards guards were too late to shoot.

The distance between the two sides was too close. Before the remaining guards and soldiers could react, the chaotic army had already rushed into the circular barricade like a tide. The guards and soldiers were a little hesitant and did not dare to kill, but the Japanese had no scruples. In addition, they were unprepared and the situation quickly became one-sided.

Jiro Araki slammed the cervical artery of the founding military machine gunner with a backhand, and then slammed the unmovable military machine gunner to the ground with a heavy shoulder. Then he quickly grabbed the grip of the Maxim heavy machine gun and pressed the button. The Maxim heavy machine gun roared in an instant, splashing the scorching bullets at the rioters trying to approach.

The officers and soldiers guarding the bridge did not dare to kill, but the little Japanese had no worries.

"Kojimasan, take Konosan, Nakamura Sang to blow up the bridge, hurry up!" Jiro Araki held the Maxim heavy machine gun and fired violently while assigning tasks. Three Japanese soldiers immediately jumped up from behind the circular barricade and rushed to the wooden house twenty meters behind the barricade at the fastest speed.

In the cabin, a second lieutenant of the National Army looked outside and immediately shrank back. Then he threw a grenade out from behind the door. After a bang, the Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front fell to the ground. The two Japanese soldiers behind quickly lay on the ground, raised their guns and fired continuously at the cabin.

The wooden walls of the wooden house were beaten so hard that wood chips flew everywhere, and the bullet holes were quickly covered with bullet holes. After a moment, red blood oozed out of the gap between the walls and the floor. The Japanese soldier whistled on the ground and jumped up and rushed towards the wooden house again. At this time, a person fell behind the door of the wooden house. It was the second lieutenant of the National Army.

The second lieutenant of the National Army had not yet died. Looking at the two Japanese soldiers who had already rushed to the front, a hint of mocking suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. One of the Japanese soldiers seemed to realize something and quickly pulled the other Japanese soldiers to fall down. However, it was too late. With a bang, the small wooden house, the second lieutenant of the National Army and two Japanese soldiers were all swallowed by the smoke.

"Bagayaru!" Jiro Araki was so angry that he cursed. This not only caused him to lose two special forces members, but even worse, the detonation device was also blown up. If the Japanese army wanted to blow up the Anting Bridge, they not only had to find the two-pole wires connecting the explosive detonator from the ruins, but also had to assemble the detonation device again!

The detonation device is actually nothing, it is just a short circuit. The key is the battery. I don’t know if it has been blown up. If it has been blown up, I don’t know if there is a backup.

"San Takeshita, San Maeda, you guys come and take a look!"

Jiro Araki found two Japanese soldiers again, but at this time, the little Japanese had no chance. Xu Shijiu led more than 100 veterans from the 19th Brigade to kick and smash them with a butt, and finally broke out from the riots. Seeing that the little Japanese had already controlled the detonation command, Xu Shijiu was shocked.

If the Anting Bridge is blown up by Japan, the consequences will be serious.

So far, less than ten of the forty or fifty divisions that had retreated to the south bank of the Wusong River have retreated. If the Anting Bridge is blown up at this time, the remaining thirty or forty divisions will not be able to cross the Wusong River. If you cannot cross the Wusong River, you can only walk the rural road along the south bank of the Wusong River. The speed of the march will inevitably be greatly affected. This is not a joke.

Xu Shijiu waved his hand, and more than a hundred veterans from the 19th Brigade immediately pulled out the wavy straggler line, first threw out a row of grenades, and then rushed towards the two circular barricades controlled by the Japanese army with the cover of gunpowders. The little Japanese controlled two Maxim heavy machine guns, and the bullets were poured over like water. In an instant, more than a dozen brothers fell down.

However, none of the veterans of the 19th Brigade retreated. They all knew that this time was definitely not the time to cherish life and life!

A bullet almost flew across his cheek, making Xu Shijiu's left face burnt and painful. Xu Shijiu ignored it, and opened fire with both hands and guns while shouting at the dozens of artillery soldiers who were stunned on the other side: "Brothers of artillery soldiers on the opposite side, they have fought against the Japanese. The Japanese are wearing white towels around their necks, they are Japanese..."

The dozens of artillery soldiers were still confused, but the battalion commander in charge had already reacted. He took out his gun from his waist and shot at the circular barricade in front of him while shouting at the dozens of artillery soldiers under his command: "The ears are deaf, and the white towels on his neck are all Japanese. Kill Japanese, and kill Japanese Japanese, kill Japanese... "

Dozens of artillery soldiers woke up like dreams, and they picked up their rifles and opened fire violently in front of them.
Chapter completed!