No matter how fast you run, can you be faster than a bullet? What's more, you have to stop to pick up the reel. This seems to be an impossible task.

Some people advised the Youth Gang disciples to be calm and wait for nightfall. The vision of the Japanese snipers would be affected by that time, and the success rate of delivering telephone lines would be much higher at that time.

At this moment, a burst of gunfire rang out from the southeast of Sihang Warehouse, dense and low, like a 92 heavy machine gun in action.

Isn’t today’s battle over? Could it be that the Japanese refused to admit defeat and launched another offensive?

Professor Zhang, who had been paying attention to the battle, licked his lips, squinted his eyes at the monocular and moved to the right, looking for the source of the gunfire.

Then, he saw something and his jaw almost dropped.

A Type 91 armored vehicle drove slowly from the ruins of the Bank of China warehouse where the Japanese troops were stationed. As if deliberately mocking those people, a rising sun flag with a big red cross was stuck on the front of the vehicle.

The Japanese soldiers along the way were shooting at it like crazy. However, from the 38-type rifle to the crooked handle to the 92 heavy machine, hitting the car body was useless except for splashing sparks.

To destroy this thing, you need at least an infantry gun with a caliber of 37mm or above. However, the order from their superiors was not to allow artillery fire, so it was useless to curse them. They could only watch it drive past Tibet Road and turn around at the end of the bridge.

Turn into reverse gear and move backward slowly.

When~

When~

When~

Bullets from the sniper rifle hit the engine cover, the turret surface, and the wheel hub.

However, there are no eggs.

The Iron Turtle mocked the Japanese snipers just like he mocked the Qinggang. The key was that the people in the car were still driving Nissan Type 91 armored vehicles.

The Chinese on the south bank of the Suzhou River stared blankly at the dramatic scene in front of them, and the soldiers of the 524th Regiment on the rooftop of the mainland warehouse also stared blankly at the Type 91 armored vehicle.

There was complete silence on both sides of the north and south banks.

At this time, the British soldiers stationed at the Junk Bridge intersection watched the car door open, and a hand came out, picked up the dropped wire reel and put it into the car.

Relieve hatred.

It’s so satisfying.

However, for Lin Yue, it was not enough.

After getting the reel, he was not in a hurry to leave. The vehicle stopped on the garbage bridge for half a minute.

People on the south coast don't know what the driver is doing.

The Japanese sniper hiding on the rooftop of the silver building 300 meters away took this as a provocation to him. Even if he knew that he could not penetrate the body armor, he could not weaken his momentum.

Bang~

Bang~

He fired twice in a row. When he finished pulling the bolt for the third time and turned his eyes to the scope, there was a sudden blur in front of him. A pigeon flew near the muzzle of the gun, disturbing his sight.

"Go away, bastard, go away."

The Japanese sniper drove away the troublesome white pigeon, adjusted his posture and squinted his eyes to take aim again, when the gunfire flashed through the shooting hole on the left side of the car.

There was a snapping sound.

The scope exploded, and a bullet entered his right eye and flew out from the back of his head. Blood spurted out several meters away. The sniper fell to the ground on his back, with one eye open and the other eye... turned into a blood hole.

The private observer at the back was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

After killing the Japanese sniper, Lin Yue silently put away the Type 97 sniper rifle, drove the Type 91 armored vehicle captured from the Japanese and drove slowly across the garbage bridge, stopped in front of the south gate of the Continental Bank warehouse, opened the door, and greeted

The garrison soldier walked out with a ghostly look, threw the reel of thread to a squad leader, and went straight up the stairs - to go to the Sihang Warehouse, you had to go through the rooftop of the Continental Bank Warehouse.

Only then did the crowd watching on the south bank burst into cheers.

…

When Lin Yue arrived at the third floor of Sihang Warehouse, Li Xiang and Yang Shusheng were full of excitement.

"I knew you would be fine."

"Where's July?"

"He was taken away by Xie Tuan."

"Oh." Lin Yue nodded, thinking that it would be nice if he didn't die. When he finished, he noticed that there were two cotton balls stuffed in Lao Tie's nostrils, and he immediately couldn't laugh or cry. After all, this guy was a loser.

Old Abacus said with a flattering look on his side: "Master Lin, you are back."

This time it's really not a compliment, because after searching the entire 524th Regiment, he is the only one who can leave at a moment's notice and come at a moment's notice.

"This must be the hole made by the Japanese artillery fire."

The sound coming from the front attracted Lin Yue's attention. When he looked over there, he saw reporter Fang Xingwen, who was wearing a leather jacket. He was holding a camera to take pictures of the two holes where Chen Shusheng and others jumped from the building.

Without saying a word, Lin Yue walked over, grabbed Fang Xingwen's collar, and gave the reporter a blast, beating him so hard that he was stunned. Lao Hulu and others stood behind him in confusion. They couldn't understand why he was so crazy.

He came to offer condolences out of kindness, but he treated him with fists?

One punch caused a black eye, two punches made the face swollen, and three punches made the corners of the mouth red...

Only then did Zhu Shengzhong and others react. Qi Jiaming hurried over and put his arms around Lin Yue's waist and pulled him back, but with his strength there was no way he could do it.

"Don't be impulsive. It's easy to say something if you have something to say."

Seeing that Qi Jiaming could not stop him, Zhu Shengzhong followed up and pulled Lin Yue's arm.

"What are you doing? Why are you hitting him?"

Why hit him?

Others may not know, but Lin Yue knows very well that this guy sells the intelligence of the national army to the Japanese and the intelligence of the Japanese to the foreigners, making a profit at both ends. If he hadn't given birth to some conscience as a Chinese later.

, he would have been shot to death long ago.

On the one hand, Lin Yue wanted to teach Fang Xingwen a lesson, but he was unwilling to beat people to death, so he could not tell these people about Fang Xingwen's contact with Konoe Isao, otherwise, if he had not beaten him to death, the people of the 524th Regiment would have beaten him to death.

"what are you doing!"

At this moment, an angry roar came from the stairs, and with the sound of a gun being raised and the bolt pulled, a gun was pressed against Lin Yue's back.

"Fuck you."

He frowned, let go of Fang Xingwen's collar, pushed Qi Jiaming and Zhu Shengzhong away, and looked at the man threatening him with a gun.

The person coming is Lei Xiong, the commander of the machine gun company.

After the battle, repairing and reinforcing the defenses became the most important tasks. Xie Jinyuan asked Lei Xiong to supervise the project on the first floor of the Sihang Warehouse. He had been busy working and had no idea what was going on outside.

When Fang Xingwen arrived here, his first stop was not the hole in the west wall of the third floor of Sihang Warehouse, but the front hall on the first floor. After all, that was where the fiercest fighting took place. As a reporter, there was no reason why he should not give priority to taking pictures--

----You must know that the eyes of the whole world are fixed on Sihang Warehouse. First-hand photos of the battlefield are money, fame, and qualifications.

Xie Jinyuan and the top government officials hope that what happened here will be known to the outside world, whether it is to inspire the people's courage to fight, whether it is to improve the public's impression of the national army, or to win support in front of foreigners, in short, the order Lei Xiong and others received is

Do your best to cooperate with Fang Xingwen and provide convenience for him.

Fang Xingwen finished taking pictures in the lobby on the first floor and asked Lei Xiong to ask about the story of Chen Shusheng and others who sacrificed themselves to blast the turtle shell formation. As their company commander, Lei Xiong told how the Japanese army failed to use excavators and sought to blast the building. In order to

To accompany this epic heroic story, Fang Xingwen walked from the first floor to the third floor.

Lei Xiong was busy downstairs for a while. He remembered that the third floor was where the deserters rested. Worried about a conflict between the two sides, he put down what he was doing and went upstairs to check. Unexpectedly, he saw Lin Yue beating Fang Xingwen when he came up.

You must know that pens in this era are very powerful. Fang Xingwen is a reporting reporter. If he goes out and writes all about it and makes the 524th regiment worthless, then wouldn’t their sacrifices be in vain?

"Where were you when the Japanese army attacked the Sixing Warehouse?" Lei Xiong was almost angry with hatred for Lin Yue. When the Japanese army attacked the Sixing Warehouse in the afternoon, no one was seen. Now that the battle is over, he has returned from walking, and he is even more irritated.

What's more, he gave Fang Xingwen a punch, which was like openly opposing Xie Jinyuan.

"I'll kill you deserter."

Kaka~

Lei Xiong pulled the bolt and opened the safety of the Chinese rifle. The machine gunners who followed him also raised their guns to threaten him.

Correspondingly, Li Xiang and Yang Shusheng mentioned the flower mechanism without saying a word and pulled the trigger handle, looking like if you dare to shoot, I dare to rebel.
Chapter completed!