Huge consternation.
As a result, the entire audience remained silent for more than ten seconds.
Until the helmet, which was spinning in the mud with the force of its downward thrust, was completely silent.
"Haha!" The middle-aged man in a suit suddenly laughed wildly.
"Haha, I finally killed his little grandson!" The rickshaw driver also laughed loudly.
All Chinese people are laughing, laughing like crazy.
Of course they have to laugh.
The Japanese were ruling the world one moment, but now they are collectively going to hell.
The Chinese are exactly the opposite.
Heaven and hell are really just a thought away.
However, there were still many Chinese people who did not laugh. They cried amidst the overwhelming laughter of the people in the audience.
Including the middle-aged man in a suit, who was smiling and laughing, but there were two lines of tears quietly hanging on his face.
Until the end, I squatted on the ground and cried loudly, like a child whose toy was robbed.
This made the rickshaw driver, who was smiling so much that his face was wrinkled, a little overwhelmed. He carefully pulled this fellow who was far above him in social status but still quite amiable: "Sir, what's wrong? Is this? Are you crying?"
What the heck! Aren’t all the Japanese devils killed in the bombing?”
When the middle-aged man in a suit heard this, he cried out in grief. After a while, he wiped his tears and said, "Explosives must be detonated by people."
"What?" The rickshaw driver obviously still didn't understand what the fellow villager meant.
It wasn't until a few seconds later that the smile on his face gradually stiffened, that he finally figured it out.
"You mean, they still have people in the building, hiding in the wall and waiting for all the Japanese to enter the building before detonating the explosives?" The rickshaw driver also sounded a little crying in his question.
"Yes!" The middle-aged man in a suit slowly stood up, looking deeply at the Sihang Warehouse that had collapsed into ruins, and muttered to himself.
"Old Zhou, do you know? Before yesterday, I didn't believe that those Japanese would fight with their lives. Even if those coffins were there, I still felt that there was an element of showmanship in it, but I believe it now. They
He is tough enough and worthy of the lives of those lying in the coffin. They are really worth it."
"Mr. Zhang, I don't understand whether what you are talking about is worth it, and I don't know how to reply to you." The rickshaw driver shook his head dully. "But, shouldn't they have retreated? Why do you still say that they have people upstairs?
inside."
"Hey! The Japanese are not stupid. Didn't you see that they searched for a long time before entering the building?" The middle-aged man in a suit sighed. "The fire couldn't have started for no reason, and the explosives couldn't have been detonated so smoothly.
I think there must be someone hiding in a dark room in the building that the Japanese cannot search, so that they can kill all the Japanese invaders at the right time."
"Is he the dead man in the play?" the rickshaw driver said blankly.
"Yes, Death Soldier!"
The rickshaw driver's mouth was split open, tears streaming down his rough cheeks. He was stunned for a long time, then he knelt down facing the Sihang Warehouse and shouted loudly: "Brother, you go ahead, let's go home!"
Calling the soul is a custom in his hometown.
However, the only people who can make a man in his thirties kneel on his knees are close relatives and elders.
The middle-aged man in a suit also knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the ruins of the Sihang Warehouse.
The Sixing Warehouse is like a giant steel tomb, the tomb of national warriors, and the hundreds of Japanese invaders buried in it are nothing more than sacrifices.
Many people reacted, and whether they were dignitaries or traffickers, they fell to their knees, while the women were deeply blessed.
The Army Major General and Army Lieutenant Colonel in the distance all had tears in their eyes and raised their right arms in a military salute.
That was them, paying the highest military courtesy to their comrades, and it was also a farewell gift.
People have to detonate explosives. Ordinary people understand this. Why don't soldiers understand? At least a few people stayed in the warehouse to carry out this fatal plan.
But, where are the remaining people? Where have they gone? They don’t know.
Having been at the edge of the concession all night, they knew that the Four Elements Army had not retreated, at least, not to the concession.
However, compared to the tearful appearance of the Army Major General, the Army Lieutenant Colonel actually showed some restraint.
It was not because he knew that there were tunnels dug into the warehouse. The two special tunnels used to divert water to restrain the Japanese army were only thirty meters long at most. They had no ventilation facilities and no upward exits.
Now, the Sihang Warehouse has completely collapsed, covering more than 20 meters of the surrounding ground. Staying in the tunnel is undoubtedly asking for death.
But he knew that the army in the warehouse was not dead because Tang Dao was there.
Although he believed somewhat blindly, he also had reasons to convince himself.
Looking at the entire Songhu battlefield, Tang Dao's various techniques and tactics are powerful. Although he is not the second choice, in fact, Tang Dao's most powerful thing is his mind. His clear grasp of the direction of the entire battlefield makes the army lieutenant colonel, who graduated from Huangpu,
Top students can only take the next step, which is what he values most about Tang Dao.
How could such a person lead hundreds of people to dig their own graves?
However, he would not say these words to the Army Major General who was still immersed in grief.
Because, only when all of them are 'dead' can he help them fight for treatment through the division headquarters, which is the treatment of soldiers.
They violated the order, but they did not disobey the order because they wanted to live, they wanted to die for this country.
If they were all alive, even if they had made great contributions, the big shots would have argued that they should not set a precedent, otherwise all the armies in the country could imitate it. But now that they are all dead, it is naturally impossible for them to do it again.
Let’s talk about this.
If you want to follow suit, that's fine. Just kill one of them, and you're dragging a Japanese commander and hundreds of Japanese soldiers to die.
Sure enough, the agitated Army Major General immediately called the 88th Division Headquarters and strongly requested that Tang Dao, Lei Xiong and the Baibahao soldiers who had not arrived at the concession be reinstated and given normal treatment for those who died in battle.
, otherwise, he would no longer be the major general's chief of staff, and would be left at the Concession Garrison Headquarters as a translator.
Don't tell me, because of the battle at Sihang Warehouse, Brigadier General Smart and the Army Lieutenant Colonel admired it very much. If they took off their military uniforms over there, they would definitely have to be given a job by a senior adviser here in the concession, especially the Japanese army.
At this critical juncture in Songhu, there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
Hundreds of men actually killed nearly a thousand Japanese troops, and in the end, they dragged a Japanese colonel and hundreds of Japanese invaders to the underworld. This is an incredible achievement. Looking at the entire Songhu Battle, there are several troops who can do so.
Such a glorious battle?
In addition, what the Army Major General said, not to mention that the 88th Division Headquarters would not be careless, even the Songhu Theater Command did not dare to neglect, and the telegram was sent directly to the Jinling Military and Administrative Department.
As for the outcome, we can only wait.
Unlike the Chinese who stood quietly on the river bank with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow, the Japanese who were still alive were full of sadness.
With the exception of a small number of guard troops, hundreds of Japanese troops abandoned their swords and guns and carried individual engineer shovels and rushed to the ten-meter-high concrete ruins in an attempt to dig up the ruins and save people.
Not only were there clearly audible moans of pain in the ruins, but not only were 80% of the officers and men of the entire 36th Infantry Regiment among them, the most important thing was that the regiment flag given by His Majesty the Emperor himself was buried inside.
According to the unwritten regulations of the Japanese Army, if the regiment flag is captured, the regiment organization can be removed from the army sequence.
It is precisely because of this rule that even if the Japanese infantry regiment is surrounded and about to be wiped out, the so-called "burning" procedure will be carried out.
Just burn the military flag and bury the golden flag crown anywhere, so that it is not considered captured.
In the past time and space, throughout the Great Patriotic War, there were thousands of battles, large and small. The Chinese army also defeated many Japanese infantry regiments, but they did not capture any of them.
Before the army was wiped out, all the regiment flags were burned, and the golden flag crowns were buried in the field. This was already the most glorious achievement of the Chinese army.
But now, although the regiment flag has not been actually captured by the Chinese, it is buried in the ruins created by the Chinese. It is strange that the Japanese infantry are not impatient.
It is a pity that once a large reinforced concrete building like the Sixing Warehouse collapses, not to mention the use of engineering shovels, even in the next 70 years, humans with various large excavators and cranes will only be able to face a collapse of this level.
I can look at the ruins and sigh.
On this point, Colonel Kimura Shaoxiong, who has not yet gone far, understands this much better than ordinary Japanese soldiers.
Looking at the ruins with a dull face, Yao sighed for a long time: "From now on, there will be no 36th Infantry Regiment in the Imperial Army."
The fate of the Japanese soldiers buried in the ruins has been sealed. Even if they don't die now, they will breathe their last breath in darkness and loneliness.
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