"Well done, well done! The living rats are squirming, the fire-burning rats are sizzling!" Shang Zhen shouted loudly on top of the water tower that was blown beyond recognition. Come on.
Although Shang Zhen was not an introvert, he rarely expressed his emotions in front of soldiers.
This is due to his own personality, and it is also the method he deliberately uses to control soldiers.
Leading troops to fight is a science. If there are ten people under a squad leader, they still need to be managed. What's more, Shang Zhen now has about thirty people under his command.
A person who often shouts and shouts may not necessarily have authority. For example, even though Wang Lao Mao is strong and the soldiers are afraid of him, the problem is that if Wang Lao Mao makes a mistake, the soldiers will complain. For example, this time Wang Lao Mao and him That little lady thing.
Moreover, Northeastern people are generally outgoing in character, and Northeasterners are always quick to talk nonsense. The folk customs in the Northeast have always been like this, and they always do the same thing when trying to bluff.
But precisely because of this, Shang Zhen did not express his position easily. Instead, he restrained his soldiers, saying that it depends on the true ability at the critical moment. The strong is king. Whoever leads his soldiers to fight the Japanese devils And those who preserve their own vitality will be admired by soldiers.
As the saying goes, it's a mule or a horse. You can only tell if you take it out for a walk.
At least Shang Zhen's position among them is irreplaceable.
It's not necessarily how effective Shang Zhen is in leading everyone to do things, but no one can do it better than him, and that's enough.
Precisely because Shang Zhen usually suppressed the expression of some of his attitudes and emotions, now that he was alone and saw the defenders playing brilliantly, he became happy.
Shang Zhen rarely told the soldiers how he fought against the Japanese invaders, but he decided that when he went back this time, he would tell everyone what he saw and how other Chinese troops fought against the Japanese invaders.
Shang Zhen also wanted to tell his people that as long as those who fought against the Japanese were heroes, it didn't matter whether they were from the Northeast, the Northwest or the South. As long as they dared to risk their lives to fight against the Japanese, they were all good!
It's just that Shang Zhen didn't stay happy for a while. The battlefield was changing rapidly after all. Soon, he heard the roar of the heavy artillery again.
The power of the heavy artillery explosion was really amazing. Shang Zhen could see rocks and wall tiles being blown up.
He was still relatively far away from Guanghua Gate, but he knew that if he were closer, it would be normal for the large pieces of masonry blown up by the Japanese artillery shells to weigh ten or eight pounds.
The Japanese army would not really blow up the city gate building. At this time, Shang Zhen had new worries in his heart, and the joy just now had been forgotten.
There was another burst of shelling, and before the smoke and dust cleared, Shang Zhen heard intensive gunfire from the front again.
No need to ask, everyone knows that this is the beginning of another Japanese attack.
I have passed through countless Guanshan Mountains from the north and lost countless Guanshan Mountains. I just don’t know if Nanjing’s Guanshan Mountains can stop the Japanese army’s advance this time.
Shang Zhen was thinking to himself when he suddenly saw a fire suddenly appearing on the city wall!
And in the fierce fire, some Chinese officers and soldiers were rolling, and some were caught off guard and rolled down the city wall.
What's this? Shang Zhen couldn't help but stand up holding on to the broken wall beside him. He didn't see the so-called incendiary bombs under the nose of the Japanese aircraft, or the Japanese artillery fire!
Shang Zhen quickly raised the telescope again.
And just when he pointed the telescope at the flames, he suddenly saw a flame flying to the top of the city. Since the flames flew from the other side of the city wall, the flight time was extremely short, so just now Shang Zhen didn't see it clearly.
That's a flamethrower!
Such words popped into Shang Zhen's mind. This was also the first time he saw the Japanese army using such vicious weapons.
At this moment, Shang Zhen felt that as a member of the Chinese army, it would be wrong to have any sympathy for the Japanese invaders, just because the Japanese were really vicious!
These idiots wouldn't even use gas bombs, Shang Zhen thought again.
Fortunately, what he was worried about did not happen after all. Just as the flames were still burning, gunfire started again, and the Japanese army should have attacked again.
But after more than half an hour, the gunfire became sparse.
The height of the Nanjing City Wall is about twenty meters. At this height, it would not be easy for the Japanese army to invade the city.
It seems that this time the Japanese attack was repelled again.
Both sides killed each other, it was tit for tat!
When Shang Zhen thought about it, it must have been that the Japanese soldiers in the doorway were burned to death by the Chinese army with gasoline.
So the Japanese army followed their own example and brought up the flamethrowers.
Somehow, Shang Zhen thought of a term he had seen in the newspaper, called "Industry saves the country."
Ancient China was poor and weak. When would it be able to produce weapons as powerful as the Japanese army?
The agreed upon ideas became wild and unconstrained again.
But as soon as he was distracted, he was brought back to reality by the rumbling sound of the cannon.
This time, the Japanese bombardment was particularly intensive. Shang Zhen saw explosions and smoke columns rising above the Guanghua Gate.
Because the shelling was too intensive, the old gunpowder smoke had not dissipated, and new gunpowder smoke was produced. In just a short time, Guanghua Gate was already shrouded in black smoke.
It was as if there was a huge goblin in the black smoke, swallowing the lives of the defenders.
Shang Zhen guessed that the defenders were not on top of the city.
Although the defenders were now fighting positional warfare, they would never use their own flesh and blood to carry the steel and explosives poured in by the Japanese on the city wall.
They should have climbed up the unrecognizable wall again after the Japanese shelling ended, and started shooting at the Japanese infantry.
Shang Zhen thought like this and felt a little at ease.
But what happened next made Shang Zhen stunned again.
Following several loud explosions, he saw a thicker cloud of smoke and dust suddenly rising from Guanghua Gate. Even from his current position, he could feel the vibration of the earth.
What's going on? Shang Zhen just stared at the smoke and dust, but there was so much smoke and dust that he really couldn't figure out why.
Another round of Japanese shelling finally ended. Shang Zhen looked at the smoke eagerly. He certainly hoped that the smoke would dissipate quickly so that he could see the situation ahead.
But before he could figure out what was going on, he heard intense gunshots and the battle started again.
Along with the gunfire, Shang Zhen suddenly heard a roaring explosion. Compared with the Japanese heavy artillery, the sound was not heavyweight, but the sound was familiar to Shang Zhen. It was the Japanese tank gun firing. sound.
At this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly realized something.
He eagerly watched the dust and smoke in front of him dissipate, and then a Japanese tank suddenly appeared in his telescope - not very tall or big, but a steel monster.
Of course, the Japanese tanks could not climb the city wall.
Then, there is only one answer, and that is, the Japanese army finally opened the Guanghua Gate!
Oops, no good! What should the defenders do this time? Shang Zhen was already worried for the officers and soldiers in front.
