Base System of Bashu Heroes

The evacuation of refugees from Nanjing has basically been completed. It is now almost an empty city. The evacuation of residents has effectively reduced the pressure on the army's resources and provided the army with a large amount of food, clothing and other items.

The scholar's words are correct. Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, Nanjing cannot stay long. Shanghai has fallen. Nanjing has lost its barrier. The troops on the two fronts are still in a stalemate. Liu Tianchu is already planning for the next step.

The 793rd Regiment and Ma Liangjun's 5th Regiment played hide and seek with the 45th Regiment every day. Chu Tianbang, who had a bad temper and was outspoken, cursed all day long.

"Battalion Commander, why don't you dare to fight with the 45th Regiment? What are you afraid of?"

Toshiaki Mukai, Takeshi Noda, and Gunyoshi Tanaka of the 45th Regiment were notorious murderers in the "Hundred Kills" of the Japanese army. Liu Tianchu, who knew that period of history, how could he let them go? He was waiting for the opportunity, so he said calmly

: "Don't worry, they are already exhausted. Have you seen the abandoned cars on the road? They are out of fuel. The time for the decisive battle is coming soon. On that day, you will melt the barrels of the guns."

"...which day?"

"What other day? What day do we run and wait for? That day!"

Chu Tianbang was in a fog, but Feng Huaizhu seemed to understand: "What does the master mean? All their fuel is used up, the heavy artillery loses traction and cannot move, and the armored vehicles and tanks lose their combat effectiveness?"

Liu Tianchu nodded. "In a light weapons duel, we have the advantage. One charge will make them unable to see each other."

Chu Tianbang also seemed to understand, patting his head and saying: "Use my strengths to attack their weaknesses?"

Liu Tianchu nodded and wanted to make fun of him a few words, but Xiao Zai's urgent voice came from the intercom. "Master, two regiments of the Japanese army are madly attacking our Qilin Gate and Cangbo Gate positions. I can't support them anymore."

Xi Zai's shouts on the intercom were mixed with the fierce sound of artillery and the roar of aircraft. Nanjing only had one regiment of Xi Zai and one brigade of Liu Xiang, but they had to defend more than a dozen urban positions. The force was severely dispersed. The Japanese army

One can imagine the situation of the two regiments, Xiao Zai, who must be in trouble.

Before Liu Tianchu could answer, Liu Xiang's roar came from the intercom again. "The urban positions have been lost one after another. I have no troops to mobilize. The headquarters is in danger and civilian personnel have also joined the war. Tell me, what should I do now?" Liu

Xiang is now anxious and annoyed. He now regrets that he listened to Liu Tianchu's so-called plan.

Liu Tianchu didn't have time to explain to them, so he loudly said: "Retreat the troops to important positions such as the headquarters, arsenal, and arsenal. Don't hold on to the position and fight hard. Let the Japanese troops enter the city to fight with them. The Japanese troops will get mixed up with us, and the artillery fire will be useless."

, good for us.”

"You bastard, is it you who commands or me?" In fact, Liu Xiang had already done this, and his scolding of Liu Tianchu was just to vent his inner complaints.

The uncle became anxious again, and Liu Tianchu stuck out his tongue.

While the street fighting in Nanjing was in full swing, Liu Ling exerted bravery like never before in his life at the Tennoji position on the middle line. Under the pressure of artillery fire from the Japanese 9th Division and the 3rd Division, Liu Ling began to actively attack.

It was impossible to win such a battle. At the cost of losing half a regiment, the Japanese troops were pushed back 3 kilometers and regained three positions occupied by the Japanese troops.

When talking to Liu Ling on the phone, Liu Tianchu was still worried about the situation in Nanjing. He didn't know how to comfort Liu Ling. In the current situation, it seemed that he himself needed to be comforted more. "We won!"

"Yeah! I won!" Liu Ling's tone was as low as Liu Tianchu's, without the slightest joy.

Liu Tianchu chuckled. "You boy, I knew it was not a weed at first sight, but a strange flower that would bloom in this land of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I really want to go to Tianwang Temple with you to fight side by side. We have been in the army, and it should always bloom like this in our lives."

one time."

Liu Ling on the other end of the intercom grinned unnaturally. "You understand me very well. I really should thank you."

"Thank you for finding your courage. I believe you will perform even better in future battles."…

Liu Ling was silent on the walkie-talkie. It was undeniable that Liu Tianchu's encouragement gave him greater confidence, but of what use was it? A general's success would lead to thousands of bones drying up. Deep in his heart, he could not accept the painful groans of the soldiers.

A desperate roar.

After talking to Liu Ling, Liu Tianchu knew that he could no longer wait. If he continued to wait, Nanjing would be occupied by the Japanese army in less than two days. He decided to deal with the 45th Regiment first and set the battlefield at Niushou Mountain.

The equipment of Ma Liangjun's fifth regiment is relatively backward. Most of the soldiers are captured strong men. The composition is very complex, including workers, farmers, street vendors, and even homeless people. In the consistent style of the Japanese army, such troops have never been spared.

In his eyes, Liu Tianchu decided to use the Fifth Regiment as bait and detour into the Niushou Mountain ambush position.

When captain Ichiro Miyamoto led a large group into the ambush, he felt something was wrong and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

At this time, Liu Tianchu was lying on the flank, with several magazines filled with bullets neatly arranged in front of him. His body remained motionless like a sculpture. Behind him, Ronghua calmly held a sniper rifle. At the foot of the mountain, there was no way.

The Japanese troops of the first generation charged towards Chutian Bangbu who was blocking the frontal attack.

Just like during the Battle of Songhu, the Japanese army in the bare mountains still held a long line of skirmishers. Sometimes Liu Tianchu thought, how can the Japanese tactics that have remained unchanged for thousands of years be able to win consecutive battles? The Chinese are the ancestors of Japan who play tactical strategies.

Although the Japanese army had strong firepower, they did not lose so miserably. The only explanation was improper command and internal problems.

While Liu Tianchu was deep in thought, Ronghua reminded him, "Sir, when are you going to fire?"

Liu Tianchu was calm and calm. "Don't worry. Little Japan, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, has drawn up a united battle line. Less than one-third of them have entered the encirclement. We are waiting."

Ronghua stopped talking and looked towards the blocking position in front of the road.

The frontal blockers were a battalion of Chu Tianbang and a battalion of the Fifth Regiment. The three tanks, like the Japanese skirmishers, were carelessly pulling a long distance, knowing that the other side's tanks lacked anti-tank weapons as before.

I still naively thought that I could rush into the position and crush them as much as I wanted without any scruples, not even firing a cannon.

Chu Tianbang usually acts impulsively, but he is very calm on the battlefield. The Japanese artillery fire was raging and the infantry was getting closer and closer to the position. He was stunned without firing a shot.

After 200 meters, he still didn't move. Liu Tianchu's heart was in his throat and he yelled on the intercom: "Son, are you asleep?"

Chu Tianbang didn't reply, and bared his teeth at Liu Tianchu on the hillside. Through the telescope, Liu Tianchu's nose was almost crooked with anger.

It was already 100 meters away. When Chu Tianbang was waiting for the Japs' leading soldiers to be less than 100 meters away from him, the general machine gun in his hand suddenly fired a long burst. The two Japs at the front fell down at the sound. The remaining Japs were indeed elite troops and reacted extremely

Agile. When the gun was fired, his body had already rolled out, and he fired continuously while rolling, hitting the boulder in front of Tianbang and causing gravel to fly.

A bullet hit Tianbang's neck, cutting a bloody groove on his neck. The blood flowed warmly down his neck and into his collar. Chu Tianbang was so shocked that cold sweat flowed down his forehead. The little devil's skills

Extraordinary, before he could think too much, the Japanese grenade fired again, and two shells landed on the boulder in front of him one after another with a strange scream. Boom! Boom! The explosion caused rubble to fall down.

Chu Tianbang spat and secretly exclaimed, "You son of a bitch, you hit really accurately. The two grenades hit the target completely, and the shells all landed on the same point. If the boulder hadn't blocked the shells, they might have hit Tianbang directly on the back."

Damn it, we encountered a tough situation. These Japs were much more powerful than the Japs from Chen Jiaxing. Chu Tian Bang rolled over. If he didn't change his position, the second batch of shells would not be so lucky.

At this time, the soldiers also opened fire one after another. Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire on the position, and the Japanese troops were swept away like wheat. The assault rifles and general-purpose machine guns played a great advantage at this time, and the surviving Japanese troops could not raise their heads immediately.

The distance of 100 meters was exactly the range of the bazooka's firepower. Before the Japanese tank had time to react, it was hit by several bazookas at the same time and was immediately turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The two armies had just exchanged fire and felt something was wrong. This army was a bit evil. There was no sound of Czech gunfire in the past, nor was there the hollow and low sound of Maxim...

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