Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

As the Japanese entered the shooting position, Zhao Ziqing fired the first shot.

Faced with the ferocious-looking Japanese devils, Zhao Ziqing gave the new recruits some demonstrations without mercy.

At this moment, the big gun in his hand fully demonstrated that killing the devils was no different from killing animals.

"Come, look up, Commander Zhao is showing off his power again."

The veteran watched with great interest, and told the new recruit next to him to look up.

We need to have this kind of courage so that we won't be afraid when facing the Japanese.

Zhao Ziqing was completely outstanding at this moment, showing everyone what long-range sniping was.

The new recruit raised his head tentatively, stared at him for a while, then looked at the old squad leader in shock and asked.

"This, this distance is about two miles, right? Are the Japanese soldiers dying one after another like this?"

Their words were full of doubt and confusion. In their minds, apart from cannons, no other weapon had such a long range.

"Hey, that's why you're so ignorant."

"Weapons of this range are plentiful in our battalion!"

The veteran said proudly, and his proud expression was completely seen by the two recruits.

However, after the two recruits were shocked, all they felt was relief.

Being able to join such a team not only allows you to kill the Japanese, but also increases your chances of survival.

Although everyone is thinking about defending their country, who wouldn't want to survive while killing the devils?

"Wait a minute, just aim at the Japanese soldiers and shoot them."

"As long as the Japanese don't fire, their machine gunners, grenade launchers, etc. basically won't be able to fire."

The veteran said, pointing to the back and continued.

"See those guys holding the cylinders? They're from the bazooka platoon."

"I'll hand over the Japanese machine gunners and grenade launchers to them later."

"With Commander Zhao and the sharpshooters from each company, you should aim carefully."

"This camp is awesome, you'll see later."

The veteran said a lot today in order to teach these two young recruits.

The two new recruits looked in the direction the old squad leader pointed, then nodded.

He tightened his grip on the spear, and his eyes lit up a bit more.

They spoke very well, but the eyes of the rocket launcher platoon leader Li Jie were a little worried at this time.

There are not many shells left, not even half of them. After several days of consumption, there are only 100 shells left out of 700 boxes and 160 shells.

More than 400 rounds were fired yesterday, plus Liao Guangyi's side, which means they only have more than 80 rounds of artillery shells left today, and they will be gone once they are used up.

"Platoon leader, how are we going to fight later?" asked an artilleryman from the rocket launcher platoon.

"Keep an eye on the Japanese grenade launchers, and leave the heavy machine guns to the snipers in each company."

Li Jie's tone was flat.

Without the heroic spirit he had before, he couldn't muster much interest now.

"Hey! Platoon Leader, are you wondering when Commander Gu will restock the ammunition?"

The artilleryman next to Li Jie asked with a chuckle.

Li Jie snorted and said, "How dare you laugh at me, kid? If you miss a shell, you'll be sent to the logistics department!"

"Platoon leader, you can't be so unreasonable. I just want to know when Commander Gu will send us reinforcements."

The artilleryman said with some grievance.

As soon as he said this, the artillerymen and deputies beside him also looked at Li Jie.

Obviously, everyone wants to know when the ammunition will be replenished. They are used to being generous, and now that there are not many ammunition left, everyone has lost their confidence.

"They should all be gone before the end of the Battle of Nanjing." Li Jie said unhappily.

Gu Changfeng had said before that the last time was the last time to replenish ammunition in Jinling, and Li Jie was also very clear about it.

But he had no choice, he also wanted to stay longer.

But the battle was so fierce yesterday. If they hadn't taken action, the number of casualties would definitely have increased by several percent!

"Hey, it looks like we really have to report to logistics after the fight today."

The artilleryman sighed.

These words clearly expressed the thoughts of the artillerymen and their deputies, who all sighed and shut up.

"I didn't complain, so why are you complaining? Give me a good beating."

"Otherwise, even after we replenish our ammunition, I won't let you go. There are too many brothers who want to go."

Li Jie scolded them. He himself was in a bad mood, so how could he indulge his soldiers?

"Platoon leader, the Japs are coming, let's go first!"

The artilleryman ran away as he said this. If the platoon leader was really angry, he would not be able to withstand it.

This will not be an eyesore and is the right choice...

At the 21st Army Command, Liao Lei looked at Gu Changfeng with a serious expression and asked after a while.

"Can't you really hold on for two more days?"

"Yes, give me ammunition. I have no other choice." Gu Changfeng said directly.

As soon as he finished expressing his thoughts, Liao Lei got angry, but Gu Changfeng stopped him with a sentence "I have no ammunition."

"Can't you be more frugal, kid?" Liao Lei said speechlessly.

He knew the ammunition reserves of Gu Changfeng's troops. How long had the battle lasted? How could he say such a thing?

"Commander, please don't force me. You know I want to fight a street battle."

Gu Changfeng said with a smile.

"You finish fighting today, and I'll let someone else take over."

Liao Lei still wanted to hold on a little longer. After all, Yuhuatai was still holding on. How could they just hand over the city gate to others?

Even if he was willing, not a single battalion of the remaining 88th Division would agree.

"Okay, then I'll go prepare for the street fight after today's fight."

Gu Changfeng said indifferently.

It's not that he didn't have a sense of the overall situation, nor did he want to trick the 88th Division. It was just that his arm was too small to compete with the other group armies.

If he had an army of 10,000 people, he would have fought with the Japanese divisions and brigades long ago.

Of course he had played it before, and he almost got beaten to a pulp.

"If this guy wasn't good at fighting, I would have sent you to a military court. Damn it, you always make things difficult for me."

After Gu Changfeng left, Liao Lei, who had always been elegant, was really angry with Gu Changfeng and cursed directly in the command center.

Chief of Staff Zhang Quan took the kettle with a smile, walked up to Liao Lei and handed it to him, then said.

"Commander, it's true that Changfeng's men are good at fighting, but it's also true that they have tempers."

"If it weren't for you, few people would be able to bear it, haha!"

Zhang Quan obviously came to comfort Gu Changfeng. You know, with Gu Changfeng's record, many people in Jinling should be very welcome to him.

Liao Lei obviously knew it and could only sulk by himself.

"Okay, let's not talk about this kid. I get angry when I mention him," Liao Lei instructed Zhang Quandao.

"We'll notify the remaining battalion of the 88th Division and have them guard the west flank tomorrow."

"Also, that guy just said he would support Yuhuatai today. We need to communicate this with the 88th Division."

Zhang Quan agreed and went to make arrangements.

"This guy killed more than 2000 devils in one day. That's pretty impressive."

Liao Lei muttered to himself, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This record is quite impressive in the entire Jinling City, even though they were facing only a Class C division of the Japanese.

But at least they were Japanese devils, it was pretty good that we could kill so many of them!

If it weren't for this, Liao Lei really wouldn't be so indulgent...