Nanjing City.
After learning the direction of the main force of the Japanese army, the large forces in the city began to evacuate in batches.
By the time the people in the city got the news of the evacuation, the Japanese army was already at the gates of the city... It was hard to find a ticket in the entire city, and the streets, big and small, were filled with people frantically looking for ways to leave the city;
The wealthy and powerful people who had some power were the first to flee, and the people, in their fear, actually began to hold collective weddings.
They thought that marrying off the girls in their families as soon as possible would help them escape the Japanese invasion...
The remaining troops were also in a panic, and some passionate young people spontaneously organized themselves to resist the Japanese attack.
"This battle determines the future of the empire."
As dawn broke, the Japanese commander, wearing a military cap, slowly put down his binoculars.
Matsui Iwane, this bastard is staring cruelly at this city known as the "ancient capital of six dynasties".
The Emperor was very dissatisfied with the successive defeats in the battles in Northeast China and North China... Fortunately, the advancement in the south was going smoothly. Compared with the fiercely combat-effective Northeast Army, the backward Chinese army in the south was too weak to fight.
One voice, that is, the "quick war theory", was widely circulated in the Japanese army, and many Japanese generals regarded it as the truth, so that when they attacked China, they adopted the most radical tactics.
"Regardless of whether Nanjing can be successfully captured, once the city gates are opened, all inferior races in the city must be eliminated!"
…………
The water vapor from the Yangtze River carried the smoke of gunpowder across Purple Mountain, and the heavy artillery cluster of the Japanese Sixth Division deployed a fan-shaped position on Qixia Mountain.
Amid the roar of 240mm howitzers, the battlements of the Ming city wall collapsed like dominoes. Blue brick debris wrapped in the remains of the defenders fell into the moat, dyeing the ice surface an eerie rouge color.
The Type 95 tanks of the 9th Division Tank Regiment rolled over the remains of the Kirin Gate. The arrogant roar of Prince Higashikuni Yasuhiko came from the car radio: "Nanjing, as the Jerusalem of China, every brick and stone must feel the call of the Yamato nation!"
In the sky that had long been filled with flames of war, formations of bombers flew across. The fragile city defenses could hardly pose a threat to them... A large number of incendiary bombs fell from the sky, and the inner city turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
Countless displaced people screamed in the flames. Many people had flames on their bodies and jumped into the Qinhuai River one after another due to the severe pain... In a moment, the entire surface of the river was covered with people. The men and women under the water didn't even have time to show their heads before they were crushed to death in the water by the people who jumped in from behind.
Seeing the hellish scene on earth, Matsui Iwane sneered and gave the order for a general attack.
"Let those fools who dare to stand in the way of the Empire's progress have a taste of our power."
Under Xu Jin's artillery fire, the Japanese armored vehicles and tanks began to attack the last line of city defense.
At the Guanghuamen position, the Second Battalion of the Teaching Corps was weaving a fire network with the last Maxim heavy machine guns in stock at the Jinling Arsenal.
"The enemy is coming, brothers, fight!"
Then the company commander Cui Wenliang let out an angry roar, and just as he jumped out of the circular fortification and was about to fight with the incoming Japanese troops, a bullet cut off half of his skull.
At the moment when brains splattered on the military flag, the Type 96 bomber group of the Japanese Air Force swooped down again, and the incendiary bombs turned the Ming Dynasty city wall into a flaming purgatory.
"Captain! Captain... We probably can't hold on any longer. Let's retreat with our brothers!"
"Captain Cui is gone too, there are too many devils - I'm afraid we brothers alone can't hold on, at least let's leave a root for the Third Battalion."
In the fortifications, the soldiers who had managed to survive crawled out of the flames in panic, enduring the pain and screaming to their superiors.
Battalion commander Pan Tieshan looked around at his embarrassed subordinates with a look of pity in his eyes.
Under such a battle situation, the main force had already withdrawn... Only the teaching corps remained. Who is not afraid of death? Who wants to die?
But if even they escaped, what would happen to the city of Nanjing - what would happen to the people left behind?
Thinking of this, his hateful eyes turned to the Japanese troops gradually approaching in the smoke in the distance.
"Send a message!"
"When the city was breached, our troops still controlled the arc defense line from Zhonghua Gate to Xinjiekou. The whole teaching corps was determined to defend our city to the death and not retreat a single step!"
"May China last forever!"
After telling the communicator the message he was about to send, Pan Tieshan put on an expression that showed he was determined to die, and said to the brothers around him, "I, Pan Tieshan, have decided to live and die with Nanjing..."
"But I am going to die alone, and I cannot drag my brothers with me - the enemy has not yet rushed over, and those who do not want to fight side by side should just say goodbye!"
After he finished saying this, the brothers surrounding him all put on firm expressions at the same time, and none of them chose to retreat.
"No, we won't leave!"
"Let's fight the Japanese..."
Perhaps in response to the men's words, they suddenly heard a dull engine sound in the distance.
This strange engine noise did not sound like that of Japanese fighter planes - because the sound was louder and more dense!
"This is……"
Before they could react, they saw a large group of aircraft with blue sky and white sun painted on them flying over Nanjing City, attacking the Japanese armored forces that were slowly approaching.
With a dive, the napalm bombs mounted under the belly of the plane poured down like heavy rain.
The Japanese formation, which had been so arrogant and thought that the ancient city was in its pocket, instantly turned into a thousand-meter wall of fire. The Japanese infantrymen holding guns danced in the blue flames, and the ashes of the burnt plaster flags floated to the Japanese command post in the distance.
The fighter planes were swooping down and strafing like crazy... turning over the Japanese front line like plowing the land and bombing it indiscriminately!
"well!"
I thought I would die for my country today, but I didn't expect reinforcements to arrive so soon.
What's more, they never expected that the reinforcements would be so powerful and fierce that they inflicted great suffering on the Japanese in the first round.
"Let the devils know how powerful we are."
At the Northeast Army Headquarters in the distance, Jiang Cheng gave an order.
Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, a roar of landslides and cracking of the ground came from one side of Nanjing City.
Under the cover of ground artillery, the tanks crashed through the ruins and chaos. Under the artillery fire, those seemingly indestructible Japanese tanks were blasted into the sky like building blocks.
At this time, Zhang Tingshu's fleet was also slowly approaching from the Yangtze River. The ship's guns turned their muzzles and blew the Japanese soldiers who had just rushed out of the dock and were about to massacre civilians into pieces of rotten meat.
"The Chinese fought back? They actually fought back... What, what's going on?"
Matsui Iwane's face turned green, but even as he was jumping up and down and cursing, he suddenly realized:
The troops coming to support Nanjing City have extraordinary combat effectiveness.
Could it be?
No way! (End of this chapter)
After learning the direction of the main force of the Japanese army, the large forces in the city began to evacuate in batches.
By the time the people in the city got the news of the evacuation, the Japanese army was already at the gates of the city... It was hard to find a ticket in the entire city, and the streets, big and small, were filled with people frantically looking for ways to leave the city;
The wealthy and powerful people who had some power were the first to flee, and the people, in their fear, actually began to hold collective weddings.
They thought that marrying off the girls in their families as soon as possible would help them escape the Japanese invasion...
The remaining troops were also in a panic, and some passionate young people spontaneously organized themselves to resist the Japanese attack.
"This battle determines the future of the empire."
As dawn broke, the Japanese commander, wearing a military cap, slowly put down his binoculars.
Matsui Iwane, this bastard is staring cruelly at this city known as the "ancient capital of six dynasties".
The Emperor was very dissatisfied with the successive defeats in the battles in Northeast China and North China... Fortunately, the advancement in the south was going smoothly. Compared with the fiercely combat-effective Northeast Army, the backward Chinese army in the south was too weak to fight.
One voice, that is, the "quick war theory", was widely circulated in the Japanese army, and many Japanese generals regarded it as the truth, so that when they attacked China, they adopted the most radical tactics.
"Regardless of whether Nanjing can be successfully captured, once the city gates are opened, all inferior races in the city must be eliminated!"
…………
The water vapor from the Yangtze River carried the smoke of gunpowder across Purple Mountain, and the heavy artillery cluster of the Japanese Sixth Division deployed a fan-shaped position on Qixia Mountain.
Amid the roar of 240mm howitzers, the battlements of the Ming city wall collapsed like dominoes. Blue brick debris wrapped in the remains of the defenders fell into the moat, dyeing the ice surface an eerie rouge color.
The Type 95 tanks of the 9th Division Tank Regiment rolled over the remains of the Kirin Gate. The arrogant roar of Prince Higashikuni Yasuhiko came from the car radio: "Nanjing, as the Jerusalem of China, every brick and stone must feel the call of the Yamato nation!"
In the sky that had long been filled with flames of war, formations of bombers flew across. The fragile city defenses could hardly pose a threat to them... A large number of incendiary bombs fell from the sky, and the inner city turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
Countless displaced people screamed in the flames. Many people had flames on their bodies and jumped into the Qinhuai River one after another due to the severe pain... In a moment, the entire surface of the river was covered with people. The men and women under the water didn't even have time to show their heads before they were crushed to death in the water by the people who jumped in from behind.
Seeing the hellish scene on earth, Matsui Iwane sneered and gave the order for a general attack.
"Let those fools who dare to stand in the way of the Empire's progress have a taste of our power."
Under Xu Jin's artillery fire, the Japanese armored vehicles and tanks began to attack the last line of city defense.
At the Guanghuamen position, the Second Battalion of the Teaching Corps was weaving a fire network with the last Maxim heavy machine guns in stock at the Jinling Arsenal.
"The enemy is coming, brothers, fight!"
Then the company commander Cui Wenliang let out an angry roar, and just as he jumped out of the circular fortification and was about to fight with the incoming Japanese troops, a bullet cut off half of his skull.
At the moment when brains splattered on the military flag, the Type 96 bomber group of the Japanese Air Force swooped down again, and the incendiary bombs turned the Ming Dynasty city wall into a flaming purgatory.
"Captain! Captain... We probably can't hold on any longer. Let's retreat with our brothers!"
"Captain Cui is gone too, there are too many devils - I'm afraid we brothers alone can't hold on, at least let's leave a root for the Third Battalion."
In the fortifications, the soldiers who had managed to survive crawled out of the flames in panic, enduring the pain and screaming to their superiors.
Battalion commander Pan Tieshan looked around at his embarrassed subordinates with a look of pity in his eyes.
Under such a battle situation, the main force had already withdrawn... Only the teaching corps remained. Who is not afraid of death? Who wants to die?
But if even they escaped, what would happen to the city of Nanjing - what would happen to the people left behind?
Thinking of this, his hateful eyes turned to the Japanese troops gradually approaching in the smoke in the distance.
"Send a message!"
"When the city was breached, our troops still controlled the arc defense line from Zhonghua Gate to Xinjiekou. The whole teaching corps was determined to defend our city to the death and not retreat a single step!"
"May China last forever!"
After telling the communicator the message he was about to send, Pan Tieshan put on an expression that showed he was determined to die, and said to the brothers around him, "I, Pan Tieshan, have decided to live and die with Nanjing..."
"But I am going to die alone, and I cannot drag my brothers with me - the enemy has not yet rushed over, and those who do not want to fight side by side should just say goodbye!"
After he finished saying this, the brothers surrounding him all put on firm expressions at the same time, and none of them chose to retreat.
"No, we won't leave!"
"Let's fight the Japanese..."
Perhaps in response to the men's words, they suddenly heard a dull engine sound in the distance.
This strange engine noise did not sound like that of Japanese fighter planes - because the sound was louder and more dense!
"This is……"
Before they could react, they saw a large group of aircraft with blue sky and white sun painted on them flying over Nanjing City, attacking the Japanese armored forces that were slowly approaching.
With a dive, the napalm bombs mounted under the belly of the plane poured down like heavy rain.
The Japanese formation, which had been so arrogant and thought that the ancient city was in its pocket, instantly turned into a thousand-meter wall of fire. The Japanese infantrymen holding guns danced in the blue flames, and the ashes of the burnt plaster flags floated to the Japanese command post in the distance.
The fighter planes were swooping down and strafing like crazy... turning over the Japanese front line like plowing the land and bombing it indiscriminately!
"well!"
I thought I would die for my country today, but I didn't expect reinforcements to arrive so soon.
What's more, they never expected that the reinforcements would be so powerful and fierce that they inflicted great suffering on the Japanese in the first round.
"Let the devils know how powerful we are."
At the Northeast Army Headquarters in the distance, Jiang Cheng gave an order.
Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, a roar of landslides and cracking of the ground came from one side of Nanjing City.
Under the cover of ground artillery, the tanks crashed through the ruins and chaos. Under the artillery fire, those seemingly indestructible Japanese tanks were blasted into the sky like building blocks.
At this time, Zhang Tingshu's fleet was also slowly approaching from the Yangtze River. The ship's guns turned their muzzles and blew the Japanese soldiers who had just rushed out of the dock and were about to massacre civilians into pieces of rotten meat.
"The Chinese fought back? They actually fought back... What, what's going on?"
Matsui Iwane's face turned green, but even as he was jumping up and down and cursing, he suddenly realized:
The troops coming to support Nanjing City have extraordinary combat effectiveness.
Could it be?
No way! (End of this chapter)
