There is no doubt that Fang Zhiping is a veteran.
Shang Zhen is also a veteran, but what Shang Zhen is good at is how to escape, or movement, and how to capture fighter opportunities in movement, while what Fang Zhiping is good at is positional warfare.
It was getting late at night, and the Japanese troops were sending fewer and fewer flares outside Taipingmen.
Shang Zhen was already preparing to go out in the dark with these people, but at this time Fang Zhiping was still talking about positional warfare, and he also talked about the Japanese army's method of fighting positional warfare.
That is to start with a twenty-minute artillery bombardment. The infantry advances to 500 meters away from our position, while the infantry artillery fire stays 600 meters away from our position.
When the artillery fire stopped, the Japanese infantry was divided into several small groups, dividing the defenders' positions at multiple points and from all sides. Under the cover of heavy machine guns, the infantry advanced to a distance of 300 meters, and then the light machine gun teams and riflemen began to alternately cover the advance.
At a distance of 200 meters, the Japanese grenade launched and hit our light machine gun position.
At this time, the Japanese 92 infantry artillery, grenade launchers, light and heavy machine guns, and rifles opened fire in full force for the final elimination and suppression.
The infantry crawls to a distance of 100 meters, and then launches a final charge. When the infantry reaches a distance of 50 meters or 30 meters, hand-to-hand combat begins.
While Fang Zhiping was telling the story, Shang Zhen was still observing the situation in the west and south most of the time. He had not forgotten the situation they were in now.
However, Shang Zhen's statement about deepening the position clearly aroused Fang Zhiping's emotions. Just when Bai Zhan and Shang Zhen were discussing whether we could run away, Fang Zhiping, who was still talking, did something else. A concluding "speech".
"Those people above don't know how to fight. Originally, we German weapon masters could fight better.
But the people above used their most elite troops to fight against the Japanese. They put the troops they had spent a lot of money to build up under the Japanese cannons and rushed upwards. After that, they even claimed that they were the ones who fought them. Brave, pity my brothers who surrendered to death! "Fang Zhiping continued.
When this in-depth discussion between the soldiers reached this point, Shang Zhen looked back at Fang Zhiping, who was still angry, and a question suddenly popped up in his heart.
He did not deny that he was not very familiar with battlefield battles, and Fang Zhiping was also a veteran, and it seemed that he was often annoyed. This should have a lot to do with his personal experience.
But where was he when others were fighting? When Captain Lu led the charge, why did he come back alone?
When thinking of this, Shang Zhen suddenly thought of another sentence, which probably means, don't look at some people below who speak eloquently, but if they really become a high official and fight a war, they may not be as good as others!
This is the complexity of people. When a person talks about many things, other problems will also be exposed.
However, Shang Zhen was not one of Wang Lao Mao's group. He had always been cautious and said that he would never raise his questions with Fang Zhiping.
Finally, just when Fang Zhiping was about to open his mouth to speak, Shang Zhen said: "Stop talking, we should go!"
So Fang Zhiping shut up.
Yes, it's time for Shang Zhen and the others to leave. It's almost midnight now. The Japanese army hasn't sent flares for more than half an hour. There are lights of the Japanese army marching on the road in the distance.
But just when Shang Zhen and the others had just taken a few steps forward, they heard a burst of intense gunfire from the direction of Nanjing City behind them.
Since the sound of the gunfire was a little far away from them, they heard the sound of the gunfire like New Year's firecrackers, and there was an indistinguishable popping sound in their ears.
Shang Zhen and the others looked back subconsciously. They seemed to see the criss-crossing stream of bullets over Nanjing. A moment later, several flares rose into the night sky at the same time and exploded into "little suns" one after another. In a moment, , it was already daylight there.
"There is still resistance now, which army is it?" Shang Zhen said to himself, then he looked at Fang Zhiping and asked casually: "The place where the gunshots were heard should be Nancheng, is that where you 88 The division’s defense area?”
Shang Zhen didn't expect Fang Zhiping to answer when he asked this question, and Fang Zhiping didn't answer either.
The light in the distance was far away, but it was still dark nearby. Shang Zhen couldn't see Fang Zhiping's expression clearly, but he seemed to hear Fang Zhiping sigh.
"Let's go, there's no way we can go back." Shang Zhen turned back and ignored the fighting that was still going on in the city.
So, the four people walked silently in the direction away from the battlefield.
Life's encounters are so strange. For Shang Zhen and others at this time, darkness is the way to survive, and light means death.
The figures of Shang Zhen and his four defeated soldiers disappeared into the darkness, but at this time, the gunshots behind them still did not stop. The location was the southern part of Nanjing City.
And when you are here, the sound of gunshots is already shocking to the point of being shocked. Bullets are flying like raindrops from office buildings, private houses, and various buildings.
Just on that street, nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers had fallen there, but even so, the bullets were still firing at the dead people, as if they were whipping corpses!
It is said that more than a month ago, at a military meeting before the Battle of Nanjing, a senior military official suggested abandoning the defense of Nanjing.
It is said that a certain person cannot let go of the face of the national capital and always wants to show off to the League of Nations.
It is said that at this time, a senior official stood up at the meeting and said, I will guard Nanjing.
As a result, the matter of guarding Nanjing was decided.
Then, slogans and posters vowing to live and die with Nanjing appeared all over the streets.
Then, the Japanese army started to fight, and the senior official who was guarding the city ran away on a steamer, and many of the senior officials below him, big and small, also ran away.
Then, the entire defense line collapsed, and most of the soldiers ran away.
But after all, there were those who refused to retreat. At this time, they were using the fire net woven by the Czech light machine guns to try to prevent the invaders from intruding, so there was a scene like this.
But they didn't know that at this time, the Japanese direct-fire artillery was already aimed at the place where their machine guns were.
There were explosions of "boom" and "boom", and then bricks and stones flew into the office building where no one knew how many light machine guns were deployed, and the sound of the light machine gun's firing became much quieter.
As the bombardment continued, the sound of light machine gun fire was increasingly covered up. Even half of the building was blown down. The body of a Chinese soldier was buried under the falling masonry, but it was exposed. A young face.
A few more hours passed, and although the sky was obscured by gunpowder smoke, it finally became bright.
At this time, a blond and blue-eyed Westerner was walking by the street. The Japanese soldiers with live ammunition saw him but just waved their hands.
The Chinese call the Japanese Orientals and Europeans and Americans Westerners. At least for now, Orientals do not offend Westerners. Besides, Nanjing is the former capital of the Republic of China, so why is it surprising that some Westerners remain? ?
The Westerner was walking along the street, but he had already counted about a thousand corpses of Chinese officers and soldiers along the way.
At this time, he saw the body of the young soldier buried in bricks and stones next to the building.
He glanced around and saw that no Japanese officers and soldiers paid special attention to him, so he leaned down and used his leather shoes to kick away a few bricks and stones that were pressing on the body.
At this time, he saw clearly that the logo on the soldier's armband was "88D", which meant the 88th Division of the National Revolutionary Army.
"The 88th Division, where's the German weapon master?" The Westerner sighed in Chinese with a Western pronunciation.
Then he sighed with regret.
What he regrets is not that these soldiers died in battle. What does it have to do with him, a Westerner, if more Chinese people die?
What he regrets is that he knows that today is December 13, the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, which is December 13, 1937 AD.
He is a reporter. Yesterday the newspaper office also came under fire. He doesn't know if he can publish the news here again.
