The heavens start from Changjin Lake

At this time, the Zhonghua Gate was still shrouded in hazy darkness.

On the night of the 11th, the Japanese army began to launch a sneak attack on Zhonghua Gate again.

Xia Yuan had already responded, knowing that the Japanese would never let go of the night. He used grenades to make a lot of cluster mines at the city wall that was blown open by the Japanese. They were very powerful and could pose a huge threat to the Japanese infantry. , and arranged soldiers to hide in the ruins of houses on both sides of the street, waiting for the Japanese with grenades.

When the Japanese infantry came in through the gap in the city wall, they triggered the cluster mines they had set.

The sound of the squeaking sound was especially clear in the darkness, but it was too dark. The Japanese could only hear the sound, but could not see what it was. They vaguely heard that the sound came from above their heads.

With a deafening roar, the cluster grenade wrapped in the Japanese grenade exploded like a thunderbolt from the blue, with a shocking sound.

Then I heard the screams of Japanese soldiers coming from the gap in the city wall.

"Calm down and wait for the Japs to come." Xia Yuan turned on his night vision and saw the Japs' movements clearly.They are in the dark and the Japanese are in the open, which is very beneficial to them.

After the explosion, the Japanese soldiers quickly withdrew and then sent engineers to clear mines.

The Japanese were obviously aware that a large number of landmines had been planted by the enemy near this gap.

However, they did not expect that this mine was carefully designed by Xia Yuan. The Japanese grenades should be easily swept out by their engineers, but the grenades were very difficult. In addition, Xia Yuan mostly hung the grenades in the air, and the agencies were also There were only a few in the air and on the ground. It would take a long time for the Japanese engineers to clear all the mines.

This delayed the Japanese attack.

On the street, Xia Yuan also left many mechanisms under the corpses of the Japanese. They spent most of the day burying them. They planned to use this method to delay the Japanese attack.

When the Japanese engineers worked hard, they thought they had cleared all the mines on the ground.

The infantry from the rear began to attack. Not long after they wanted to enter through the gap, they were hit by air blast mines. The air blast mines hanging above their heads were instantly ignited and exploded in a few seconds. Some Japanese The Japanese very cleverly lay down on the ground, but the shrapnel flying everywhere covered the entire area.

A large number of people were killed on the spot. After making a huge sacrifice, they rushed into the street and searched everywhere vigilantly.

Suddenly, grenades flew out from the hazy ruins in the distance, and the machine guns on the city wall began to spray angry tongues of fire.

Xia Yuan held a crooked handle, aimed at the figures of the Japanese, and knocked them down one by one with bursts of fire.

Not long after, the group of Japanese invaders were eliminated in this way.

About two squads of Japanese troops came in, and they were wiped out by 50 or [-] of them. Among them were a large number of wounded who also joined the battle.

While the battlefield was being cleaned, a jeep parked not far from the Zhonghua Gate. Two national army officers got out of the car. When they entered the ruins, they saw dirty clothes, some wrapped with bandages, and stained with blood. The soldier, with five or six guns on his back and dark cheeks, quietly looked at the two national army officers approaching.

Then, he lowered his head and ground it on the Japanese corpse.

The two officers looked around and saw that there were only a few dozen soldiers in this group, many of whom were supporting each other.

"Where is your commander?" one person asked.

"Sir? The ball is dead." A wounded man lying on the ground said with a smile, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.

"Are you from the 88th Division? How many others are there?" he asked again.

"I don't know, what we can move is here, you can see for yourself." The wounded man said again.

The wounded man on the side took out a cigarette, handed it to him, struck a match, lit it, and took a nice puff.

"Is Xia Yuan here?" The officer was not disrespectful to them, but felt annoyed and said it very seriously.

It was this group of people who defended the China Gate with their lives, resisted the Japanese attack, and prevented them from breaking in. They could give these people the greatest tolerance.

"Mr. Xia, Chief Xia."

Someone heard it and started shouting at the top of their lungs.

Xia Yuan came over with three soldiers and glanced at the two officers with cold eyes. When he saw that the other officer had a higher rank than himself, he saluted with a gun and asked: "Sir, what are you doing here looking for me? Is that right? Are reinforcements coming, or supplies?”

"Sorry." The officer was silent for a moment.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, and I don't have anything to eat. These soldiers of mine haven't eaten for a long time. Have you all forgotten about us?" Xia Yuan took out a small Japanese food from his dirty pocket. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case seized by the Japanese and handed it to the two of them.

The two took it.

"We still have some biscuits in the car that we can leave with you when we leave. Besides, Commander Tang is looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Xia Yuan polished the match and lit one for himself.

"Yes, Commander Tang is looking for you and wants you to come over now." When the officer said this, he obviously felt that the atmosphere was a little solid. He saw whether it was the wounded who were laughing earlier or those who were squatting on the ground. , the soldiers who were groping for supplies on the Japanese corpses all stood up and looked in this direction.

Xia Yuan shook his hand and said calmly: "Sorry, I can't leave."

He is the spiritual support of this group of soldiers. With him, the fighting will of this group of soldiers remains at its peak.

At this juncture, if Commander Tang asked him to go over, he would undoubtedly take away their most important things. Xia Yuan could not go at all.

"This is an order," the officer said.

"I can't even give orders. I'm leaving. Who will guard the Zhonghua Gate? Who will command them!?" They died in the battle, the battalion commander died in the battle, the company commander died in the battle, not even the platoon leader was left. The cooking squad and the grooms all went to the battlefield with guns, and these were the only ones who were beaten. I took them to hold on. For a whole day, if you take me away, you are taking away their last life."

Xia Yuan sat down on the ground: "Even if it's Commander Tang's order, I can't leave. Tell Commander Tang if you have any orders, give them directly. I'll follow them, but you can't transfer me."

He has personally integrated into this era and integrated with this group of low-level soldiers.

They had suffered persecution, suppression, and even torture from different superiors. But now, the souls of this group of people are united together. For a belief, they stick to their position, fight the Japanese devils desperately, and live and die with the position.

This is not only their soul, but also the soul of the entire 88th Division.

Xia Yuan couldn't leave here no matter what.

"This is an order!" the officer reminded him again.

He knew the black-faced man in front of him, but during the Battle of Songhu, the all-powerful God of War of Songhu single-handedly defeated the Japanese and made them cry for father and mother. There are also secret documents about this man's deeds in Jinling. Delivered to the table of the supreme commander of Jinling.

In every battle he participated in, he used a small number of troops to destroy the majority of the Japanese army.

Although all the troops were killed in the end, every battle he fought was a huge victory, and he fought until the last moment.

Shangfeng would never give him an order to defend his position. Such a person should not die early on the battlefield.Therefore, every time Shangfeng gave him an order, he would mention in the last paragraph that if the position was lost and unable to compete, he would retreat immediately.

This is the greatest right given to this unprecedented warrior.

You must know that when Commander Tang received the order from the Chairman of the Generalissimo to defend Jinling, he defended Jinling and lived and died with Jinling.

Although it was an order, it could also be disobeyed. Xia Yuan smoked quietly without making any move, which made the officer who conveyed the order very anxious.

"God of War, go quickly. Don't let Commander Tang wait in a hurry."

At this time, other soldiers also spoke one after another.

"Chief Xia, we are holding our position. Don't worry, as long as one of us is alive, we will never lose our position."

"We will definitely hold our position and repel the Japanese devils!"

Xia Yuan still didn't move, smoking calmly, calculating the time in his mind, and calculating again. The Japanese had launched an all-out attack on Jinling City. Why was Tang Shengzhi looking for him?

He vaguely remembered that the twelfth day was the time when Jinling City was breached, which was today.

The fundamental reason why Jinling City was breached was that Tang Shengzhi retreated, leaving the group without a leader. Sun Yuanliang also ran away, leaving only some remnants of the Zhonghua Gate. On the 12th, the Japanese army launched a large-scale attack and easily defeated Jinling City.

Today's meeting may be a turning point for the fall of Jinling tomorrow.

Xia Yuan pinched off the cigarette butt, threw it on the ground, and said, "Okay!"

There are only so many people left on the position. If he leaves, Zhonghua Gate will definitely be captured by the Japanese army. It just depends on when the Japanese army captures the Zhonghua Gate.

At about 6 o'clock, various officials arrived at the conference room in jeeps and inquired about the contents of the meeting.

At this time, the conference room was already full of people, and most of the division commanders and corps commanders from all lines had arrived.

Tang Shengzhi still didn't come in. He was still standing at the door, as if waiting for someone.

A division commander asked: "Commander, who are you waiting for?"

The person next to him shook his head: "I don't know, it seems that everyone who is supposed to come has come."

Some people also said: "Sun Yuanliang didn't come. I heard that he and his people had already reached Xiaguan. Did Sun Yuanliang not run away at all? He was still at Zhonghua Gate?"

Someone agreed: "The fighting at Zhonghua Gate was fierce today. The Japanese devils fought all day long, and even the city wall was blown open. At night, the sound of explosions was still ringing. It is estimated that the battle is far from over."

"That will indeed be later."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts dropped. The battle in the direction of Zhonghua Gate has not ended, and the 88th Division is still resisting. This shows that the situation there should not be complicated. The news that Sun Yuanliang ran to Xiaguan in advance is probably false.

However, what was waiting was not Sun Yuanliang, but a man covered in blood and dirt, his cheeks were dark and disfigured, his face could not be seen clearly, and the flesh on his face was also cracked and dark red. He must have a figure of 1.8 meters high.

As soon as this person came over, Commander Tang greeted him and greeted him very cordially.

Such a scene attracted the attention of senior commanders from various divisions and armies present.

They looked at the strange man in front of them, as if they had never found such a number one person in the national military command system.

Looking at the smell of gunpowder smoke on the opponent's body, it was obvious that the opponent had just come off the battlefield, and his black and white eyes were filled with horror. The division commanders and army commanders who looked at him all lowered their heads, their hearts trembling. , that look was as sharp as a knife.

Walking through the door, he almost became the center of attention.

A question couldn't help but arise in everyone's mind.

Who is he?
Tang Shengzhi took this man and sat down on the main seat. The man sat on Tang Shengzhi very calmly. The bloody military uniform was cut open by bullets and bayonets. The cotton wool inside was scorched, and his hair was as messy as a tree. of branches.

Who is he and why is Tang Shengzhi taking him so seriously?

Their eyes fell on Tang Shengzhi.

Tang Shengzhi's mood was quite complicated at the moment, and he sat there very heavy, silent.

Fortunately for him, Xia Yuan was still alive. Not only was the God of War alive, but the officer who came with him said that when they went, the battle in the direction of Zhonghua Gate had just ended, and there were not many soldiers guarding the city, and even the wounded were dead. On board, there was no food and no ammunition supplies. When they arrived, some wounded people were leaning against the broken wall with their guns in their arms, and they were still touching the corpses of Japanese soldiers who had been killed by Japanese soldiers.

Tang Shengzhi felt guilty, ashamed of these soldiers.

But deep helplessness arose in his heart. Jiang asked him to retreat, but he didn't know how to speak.

A few days ago, he was sitting in the same position and called on everyone to live or die with Jinling, but now he is ordering everyone to retreat.

He really didn't know how to speak.

Chief of Staff Zhou Lan gently touched his arm, indicating that everyone was here and asked him to speak.

Commander Tang did not directly start talking about retreat, but first introduced the person around him to the people present, this warrior.

"His name is Xia Yuan, which may sound unfamiliar to him, but during the Battle of Songhu, he had a name that was resounding throughout the world. Even foreigners were full of praise when they heard his name."

Some people in the conference room suddenly widened their eyes, as if they had guessed something, and began to communicate in low voices with the people next to them.

The exchanges soon became louder, and some people had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Songhu God of War.

During the Battle of Songhu, a name resounded throughout the army. The deeds he did were almost unbelievable, but many soldiers said it with their own eyes.The battle he participated in allowed a regiment ranked at the bottom to capture the forward position of the Japanese 3rd Division within five hours. It was the fastest-moving regiment in the Hunan Army's counterattack.

Although that battle was a disastrous defeat, Songhu's reputation as God of War has quietly risen.

In almost every battle, large or small, that he participated in, the casualties of the Japanese army were much higher than that of the Chinese army. With his own strength, he created the record of killing the most enemies single-handedly and winning the most battles. He exchanged small casualties for the Japanese army's heavy casualties, and with a few strength to defeat the Japanese army's superior strength.

He is the well-deserved God of War in Songhu, and was the object of worship for all the Chinese people in the early days of the Japanese invasion of China.

Even foreign media rushed to report that the Japanese army was offering a sky-high reward and even used secret chess. However, his whereabouts have been erratic since the Luodian battle.

His deeds have been reported in Yangxing and Zhazaobang.

Unexpectedly, he would appear here today. (End of chapter)