One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

Inside the Marine Corps headquarters.

Matsui Iwane already knew that Major Kobayashi's entire army had been wiped out.

They originally thought that 300 men would be enough to take down the enemy's small Nationalist army squad, but they never expected that the enemy would annihilate Major Kobayashi.

Everyone in the room was terrified and the atmosphere had reached freezing point.

Matsui Iwane's face was ashen, his hands behind his back clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

On the map in front of him, the marker representing the second line of defense on Jiangwan Road had been marked with a red cross by the staff officer, and there was only one line of defense in front of the headquarters.

"Baka! Useless! You're all useless!"

Matsui Iwane could no longer maintain his previous composure and arrogance, and roared angrily.

"Three hundred men! An entire reinforced company! With heavy machine guns and mortars! Wiped out in just over ten minutes?"

"Could the enemy be a main force division of the Nationalist Army?"

Matsui Iwane roared, his spittle almost landing on the face of the nearest adjutant, Tanida.

All the staff officers and officers in the command room dared not speak, keeping their heads down and avoiding eye contact with him.

With a forced smile, Masao Tanida reported in a dry voice:

"Commander, according to the information from Qiang, the unit that attacked Kobayashi's unit was an unidentified unit, and its numbers... are at least over a thousand."

"What?! More than a thousand people?! Where did this thousand people come from?!"

Matsui Iwane was absolutely furious, yelling, "Did they crawl out from underground?!"

Silence fell again in the command room; they had no idea where these people had come from.

Even though the Nationalist troops on other fronts were being suppressed by them and no reinforcements were being sent, why were the numbers of this opposing force increasing?

Where did they come from?

Matsui Iwane's mind was filled with great doubts, but now was not the time for him to be doubtful.

If this group were to break through the third barricade, the naval headquarters would be directly exposed to enemy attacks.

At that time, the Nationalist army will definitely rush in from Baoshan Road like madmen, and their naval headquarters will become the front line of the battlefield.

An unprecedented sense of frustration and a barely perceptible fear began to grow in his heart.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps broke the suffocating silence in the room.

"Report!"

"Commander, the third line of defense on Jiangwan Road is under critical pressure!"

"The garrison reports that a large number of Chinese troops have been spotted gathering in front of their positions, and they are suspected of possessing heavy weapons!"

Matsui Iwane's heart sank. His worst fears had come true.

The enemy not only had a large number of people and strong combat capabilities, but also quickly used the captured weapons to enhance their firepower!

Although the third line of defense was stronger than the first two, he had no idea whether it could stop this formidable force.

"Reinforcements! We must reinforce the third line of defense immediately!"

Matsui Iwane practically shouted it out.

But he immediately realized a cruel reality.

As the war progressed, he had few reserves left.

In response to the offensive of Zhang Zhizhong's Ninth Army Group at Hongkou Park and Gongda Cotton Mill, Matsui Iwane has dispersed most of his reserves to those key areas.

At this moment, he only had two battalions of reserves left that he could immediately mobilize.

These two battalions were his general reserve force, serving as the last line of defense to ensure the absolute safety of the headquarters and to respond to unforeseen circumstances in other directions.

Is he going to devote all his energy to Jiangwan Road?

But what if Zhang Zhizhong intensifies his attack tomorrow? How can I then reinforce other directions?

Matsui Iwane was caught in an unprecedented dilemma, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He paced anxiously in the command room, his eyes scanning back and forth between Jiangwan Road and several other key defense areas on the map, a fierce internal struggle raging within him.

Finally, Matsui Iwane stopped in his tracks, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a command.

"Order!"

"Immediately dispatch the Third Battalion of 1,000 men, equipped with two infantry guns and fifteen mortars, to reinforce the third line of defense on Jiangwan Road!"

"Tell them! We must hold them at all costs!"

"Just one more day! Just one more day, and the reinforcements from the 3rd Division will arrive!"

This is the maximum support he can provide at the moment.

With a thousand men, plus the original three hundred defenders of the third line of defense, they should be able to hold out, right?

Matsui Iwane prayed silently; this was one of the rare moments of helplessness in his military career.

"Yes, sir!" Lieutenant Tanida immediately obeyed and left.

......

Jiangwan Road, in front of the third barricade.

Zhu Yong has led 1,500 men to the designated location.

"Check the watches!"

"All hands on deck, to your positions! General attack in ten minutes!"

Zhu Yong and the team leaders under his command checked their watches and then returned to their posts, preparing to launch an assault on the third barricade.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

When the pointer reached the exact spot, Zhu Yong suddenly roared in anger.

"kill!!"

"Boom!!"

The artillery opened fire first.

Their target was the Japanese army's third barracks, including its pillboxes, firing points, and command post observation positions!

They started with a three-round burst.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The fifteen mortars roared almost simultaneously, their shells bursting from the muzzles with deathly shrieks, tearing through the night sky and crashing down on the Japanese positions!

An explosion far more powerful than any previous attack rang out on the Japanese third barricade!

Huge bursts of fire and thick smoke rose into the sky, blasting away sturdy sandbag fortifications and causing earthen bunkers to collapse in the flames.

Almost simultaneously with the start of the shelling, twenty-five grenade launcher teams, under the cover of riflemen, advanced to within effective firing range.

Immediately afterwards, the grenade launcher also began to show its power.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Zhu Yong's skill in using the grenade launcher was in no way inferior to that of the veteran Japanese soldiers.

At a distance of 100 meters, they successfully launched the grenade into the Japanese barricade, and the explosion instantly killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers.

Grenades rained down like hailstones, landing precisely in the blind spots of the artillery barrage, clearing out the Japanese soldiers in the trenches and suppressing any riflemen and light machine gunners who tried to retaliate.

The Japanese third line of defense was instantly engulfed in flames and chaos by this sudden heavy firepower attack.

"The barrage of comments is gradually building!"

"First and second teams, attack!!"

The artillery team immediately adjusted the firing angle of the mortars and began bombarding the rear of the Japanese troops, while the first and second teams ran wildly through the streets.

"kill!!!"

This time, it will no longer be a silent attack!

Six hundred of Zhu Yong's clones, like a torrent of steel bursting its banks, launched a fierce attack on the Japanese Third Barracks, which had already been bombed to pieces.

They were no longer loose, three-person teams, but had formed a dense and flexible shockwave.

The clone at the forefront, carrying a rifle with a fixed bayonet, had a cold gaze and moved with swift steps.

The remaining clones followed closely behind, like shadows, and within half a minute, they closed the distance to the Japanese soldiers to fifty meters.