"Is this still Guanghua Gate?" Zhao Shuxing looked at the city gate that had been damaged by the bombing, but he could not recognize that it was Guanghua Gate for a moment.

However, the bull did not slacken at all. After a few gestures, two incomplete companies quickly entered the designated defensive position. It was an ancient city wall, which completely retained the marks of time.

It was almost noon, and it was 11:13 am on December 9, 1937.

Even though Meng Xiang flashed his wings several times, the heavy history was still running along the original track with its own inertia due to the interlaced and interlaced external forces.

In the early morning of December 9, the Japanese army's Lesaka troops occupied the large colony outside Guanghua Gate, and then arrived at Guanghua Gate, and directly fought fiercely with the Central Army guarding the city. However, they were repelled by the defenders.

When Niu Yi and the others arrived, they had just stopped for a while. As soon as they came up, they began to rest and recuperate fortifications.

"Where are you?" someone asked.

"The First Battalion of the Security Team." Niu Yi straightened his busy body and replied.

"Security Group? Why are the local militia groups coming up? No one is in the city?" The man walked over with a black face with a smoke of gunpowder. He looked at the soldiers who were still busy around him, then looked at Niu Yi who was standing straight, and said slowly, "Where is the ID?"

"Here, here!" Zhao Shuxing ran over in a short stroll, "I was looking for someone to report here just now."

The man received the transfer order and relevant certificates, glanced a few times, frowned, and said, "Who arranged you here? Still participating in the battle? Do you know where this place is? This is the battlefield, look over there!" He suddenly pointed to the corpses piled up not far away, and shouted,

"Do you know how many people died in the morning? I haven't counted it now. My soldiers and my brothers, all of them are lying there!" As he said that, his tears were left, and two white marks rushed out of his dark face.

Niu Yi is still silent.

The man turned his head and looked silently in the distance. After wiping his cuffs around his eyes, he turned around and smiled, "It's great if you can come here. However, this is not the place you stay. I am Huang Huamin, the battalion commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 259th Brigade. He was responsible for this period of defense before. Go there and find Commander Yi, he will arrange for you." After saying that, he saluted the military salute, he ignored them, raised his face and walked slowly towards the pile of corpses that were getting longer and longer.

"You go and transport ammunition behind!" Yi Anhua frowned when he saw the order from the First Battalion and arranged them quietly behind. With the assistance of cannons and planes, the Japanese army attacked very fiercely, but the narrow city gate area could not arrange so many people. If there was panic, it would be even worse.

After Niu Yi saluted without hesitation, he retreated with Zhao Shuxing who was accompanying him. Obedience is the duty of a soldier! Without conflicting with the commander's order, Niu Yi chose to obey.

"The devils are coming up again!" Before they could take a few steps, someone shouted and reminded him.

"Boom Boom Boom" The first thing that arrived at the city gate was the bombardment of artillery. There was no concession here, and the Japanese bombardment of artillery was unscrupulous.

After being soaked in blood for generations, the blue-brown bricks and stones began to gradually reveal a dim demonic red. Today, the blood donation on the ground seemed to have activated it again, trembling constantly in the bombardment of artillery. However, the brick and earth skeletons left by the ancestors finally withstood the bombardment of artillery shells. Although the city tower building on the upper floor of Guanghua Gate was much incomplete, it continued to stand tall, just like in the past hundreds of years, and performed the functions of the guardian of Nanjing City.

Although the Japanese heavy artillery had not been transported yet, ordinary artillery had no power to fight back. At this time, they could only passively be beaten and use the ancient city wall to reduce the threat of shrapnel.

Niu Yi and Zhao Shuxing quickly ran back to their defensive positions, and the remaining soldiers had already begun to block under the arrangement of Shit 3. After replenishing ammunition for the first battalion, Shit 1 began to be busy with other matters. After all, planning elsewhere was the focus, and Zhao Shuxing was left behind to help Niu Yi deal with the sequelae of his passing.

The 36th Regiment of the Ninth Division suffered a lot of losses in the morning's attack. They rushed all the way and encountered a heavy head-on blow under the city gate, killing many people. But the victory was in sight, and they had already arrived at the capital city gate of China. Everyone was so excited that they did not slacken at all. After the adjustment, they immediately started a new round of attacks.

The Japanese soldiers suddenly stood low and kept flexing their attack routes, repeatedly causing the bullets of Central Army soldiers to fall out. The scene of being a target in many film and television works in later generations was invisible at all.

"Bang!" After shooting a shot, Snake Qi immediately retracted and slowly moved to another mercedes.

"The 19th one!" Little Hefei shouted excitedly.

He and Liu Dazui could no longer find their own team. When the team was evacuating in a hurry, they were taking care of the Yanpai veterans who were treated by the medical team of the First Battalion. They were temporarily staying in the First Battalion. Liu Dazui followed Zhao Shuxing to run errands, and Little Hefei voluntarily followed Snake Qi.

After Meng Xiang's adjustment, the clones were not only poor expressions and mentally retarded in social common sense, but also food, clothing, housing and transportation were the same as ordinary people. In the military camp, they were not suspicious. Moreover, Meng Xiang's next plan was to recruit a large number of ordinary soldiers. Therefore, after Meng Xiang's approval, Little Hefei stayed by the side of Snake Qi and became a new recruit in the Pioneer Army.

Nowadays, it is normal to change teams. Hefei doesn’t care much about it. On the contrary, he likes to stay in the vanguard army where no one bullies him. Moreover, the colorful and nutritious meal that is full of food still tastes good.

At the beginning of the battle, he could not help other than transporting ammunition and medicine supplies. In his spare time, he began to count the results of Snake Qi. Just now, he held a telescope and counted Snake Qi that had killed five Japanese devils. With the protection of the city wall and being condescending, Snake Qi had a better advantage than the Japanese sharpshooter who had already begun to pay attention to him.

"Keep over there!" Major Hideo Nagagawa pointed to the city guarded by the First Battalion. The Yanagawa Qingmen next to him looked over with a telescope. He happened to see an imperial soldier's head exploded like a watermelon, mixed with blood and blue blood vessels, and his heart tightened. After his appetite was turned, he quickly moved the mirror to the wall.
Chapter completed!