The War of Resistance Against Japan: Special Operations Battalion Traverses Shanghai and Slaughters

On the other side, Takamori Takashi was also encouraging his subordinates.

"Warriors of the Empire, the Chinese army has suffered heavy casualties under our fierce attack, and they cannot hold out for long."

"Our 68th Regiment must be the first unit to storm Nanjing, so that His Majesty the Emperor and the entire nation can be proud of us."

"Now, continue the attack and try to have lunch in Jinling City."

After saying this, Takamori Takashi ordered all the artillery in the regiment to be concentrated and bombard the Nationalist army's positions once again.

Through the telescope, Yi Anhua saw that after the Japanese artillery bombardment, they had resumed their attack and urgently gave the order.

"Immediately send the guard company to reinforce Wuding Gate. They must hold it for me."

"Yes……"

Just as the Japanese 68th Regiment, under the cover of grenade launchers and light and heavy machine guns, launched a massive charge.

Suddenly, a continuous whistling sound rang out in the air, followed by shells falling into the middle of the Japanese troops.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Boom boom boom..."

Within two or three minutes, hundreds of shells fell and exploded, not only causing the attacking Japanese soldiers to fall to their deaths.

Even the Japanese soldiers who had gathered at the rear, preparing to launch a second wave of attacks, were not spared.

"What? Where did the Chinese army get such powerful artillery?"

Not only were the Japanese 68th Regiment completely disoriented by the bombing, but even their regimental commander, Takamori Takashi, was utterly bewildered.

Yi Anhua, who was on this side, was also puzzled to see that the Japanese soldiers were being shelled.

"Chief of Staff Zhong, haven't we run out of artillery shells? Which artillery unit is shelling the Japanese?"

Zhong Chongxin, the chief of staff of the 259th Brigade, was also unaware of the situation and hurriedly replied.

"Brigade Commander, let's not worry about this for now. Who cares which unit it is, as long as they can help us drive the Japanese away."

Yi Anhua nodded slightly: "You're right. Order all regiments not to charge, just hold their positions."

"Yes."

Just as Zhong Chongxin turned to relay the order, he suddenly heard Yi Anhua shout while holding binoculars.

"Hiss... Poison gas... Chief of Staff Zhong, wait a moment, order all units to put on gas masks."

Although Long Fei's side captured more than forty cannons from the Japanese 22nd Field Artillery Regiment, they only had more than three hundred shells.

Within minutes, all three hundred shells were fired, and Long Fei also deployed twelve Wild Bee self-propelled guns to fire, using up the remaining shells.

In order to ensure the complete annihilation of the Japanese 68th Regiment, and also to avoid casualties on our side.

After the shelling ended, Long Fei ordered that all four thousand remaining poison gas shells be fired, not one left.

So after the shelling ended, Yi Anhua saw through his binoculars that countless shells landed among the Japanese soldiers, but they did not explode; instead, they hissed and emitted yellow smoke.

He immediately realized that these shells were poison gas shells, so he instructed Zhong Chongxin to immediately notify the troops to put on gas masks.

If the four thousand poison gas bombs were distributed among the Japanese 68th Regiment, each soldier could have one.

So, in no time, all three thousand-plus Japanese soldiers in the 68th Regiment showed symptoms of poisoning.

Even their regimental commander, Takamori Takashi, was no exception.

After the poisonous fog dissipated, the Special Operations Battalion and the New First Battalion appeared on the Japanese positions wearing gas masks.

Whether they were Japanese soldiers who had already been poisoned to death or those who were still alive and struggling on the ground in pain, they were all given the final blow.

In no time, all three thousand Japanese soldiers had turned into dead pigs, lying haphazardly on the ground.

"Chief of Staff Zhong, let's go and see which unit this is."

Yi Anhua was extremely shocked. After seeing that the Japanese soldiers had been wiped out, he hurriedly pulled Zhong Chongxin away from the command post and came to Tongji Gate.

While finishing off the Japanese soldiers, the Special Operations Battalion and the New First Battalion also cleaned up the battlefield.

This battle not only annihilated the Japanese 68th Regiment, but also captured a large amount of weapons and ammunition.

Seeing the Japanese corpses scattered everywhere and the mountains of weapons and equipment, Yi Anhua kept clicking his tongue in amazement.

He grabbed a soldier and asked, "Brother, which unit are you from? I need to see your officer."

The soldier who was stopped and questioned was a member of the special operations battalion. He took off his gas mask and pointed at Long Fei and the others who were walking towards him, and answered.

"We are the Dragon Flame Force, and this is Commander Long."

Yi Anhua turned her head and met Long Fei's gaze.

When Long Fei walked up to him, Yi Anhua said loudly.

"Commander Long, I am Yi Anhua, the brigade commander of the 259th Brigade of the 87th Division. This is Chief of Staff Zhong Chongxin."

"Hello, Commander Yi. Hello, Chief of Staff Zhong."

Long Fei greeted him with a smile and a salute.

"Thank you, Commander Long, for leading your troops to reinforce us. You fought a brilliant battle; you wiped out the entire 68th Regiment of the Japanese army."

Long Fei replied calmly, "Commander Yi, you're too kind. Killing the Japanese is the mission of our Longyan troops."

Just as Yi Anhua was about to have a deeper conversation with Long Fei, his adjutant rushed over.

"Reporting to the brigade commander, Commander Tang has called to say that the Training Corps has requested to send the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Brigade to provide reinforcements."

"Commander Tang also ordered us to hold Tongji Gate and Guanghua Gate, and not to retreat without orders."

Yi Anhua took the telegram, glanced at it, and gave the order to his adjutant.

“Go and send a telegram back to Commander Tang, saying that the Japanese 68th Regiment that attacked Tongji Gate has been completely annihilated by the Longyan troops, and our troops are determined to live and die with the position.”

After the adjutant saluted and left, Long Fei pointed to the weapons and ammunition piled up on the Japanese position and said.

"Commander Yi, these captured weapons and ammunition are yours. I still need to go into the city to discuss important matters with Commander Tang. Take care."

Seeing that Long Fei was about to leave, Yi Anhua did not try to stop him.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. My unit is currently facing a severe shortage of ammunition, so please take care, Commander Long."

As Long Fei passed by Zhong Chongxin, he suddenly stopped and gave him a meaningful word of advice.

"Chief of Staff Zhong, I heard that your wife is in your hometown. You promised her that you would return safely, so I hope you will take good care of yourself as well."

Zhong Chongxin was puzzled. Why did Long Fei suddenly bring up his wife out of the blue? And how did Long Fei know about the promise he made to his wife?

Unfortunately, after Long Fei finished speaking, he led his team away quickly, and Zhong Chongxin did not have a chance to ask him any further questions.

It turns out there was a reason why Long Fei specifically gave these instructions.

Historically, although Zhong Chongxin made a promise when he said goodbye to his wife Zhang Shuying, this parting turned out to be their last.

Zhong Chongxin and Yi Anhua both died in the Battle of Nanjing, on the shores of Mochou Lake.

It wasn't until seven years later, when Zhong Chongxin's wife, Zhang Shuying, happened to meet her husband's comrade-in-arms on the streets of Shuangxi City, that she learned that her husband had died in battle while defending Nanjing.

Upon receiving the devastating news, Zhong Chongxin's mother was heartbroken and cried uncontrollably. The following year, she passed away due to excessive grief.

It wasn't until Zhang Shuying was 93 years old that she had the opportunity to go to the National Revolutionary Martyrs' Shrine across the strait and personally touch the memorial tablet of her husband, Zhong Chongxin.

The longing that had been suppressed deep in my heart for decades surged forth, and I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Their tragic and timeless love story has gradually become known to the world.

However, since Long Fei knew this outcome, he would definitely try to change their fate.