Liu Xin handed a message to Yue Weihan and said: "Sir, a secret message from the War Zone Commander's Department."
"Secret message?" Yue Weihan frowned and reached out to take the message. After reading it, his face suddenly changed slightly. Cao Xinglong, who had been promoted to the commander of the first company of Baoshan Battalion, couldn't help but asked with concern, "Camping seat, the secret message from the commander's department is on."
How to say?"
"Nothing." Yue Weihan immediately folded the message and put it in his pocket, and said calmly, "The commander-in-chief wants us to stay at Sihang Warehouse for at least half a month. Violators will be punished under military law!"
Liu Xin's face immediately showed a strange look. She didn't understand why Yue Weihan opened his eyes and told lies.
The secret telegram from the Chief's Department clearly stated that the Baoshan Battalion should hold on if it could hold it, and if it couldn't hold it, it would disarm and retreat into the public concession. But how could it be said from this guy's mouth that it had to be held for at least half a month?
"Damn it." Cao Xinglong didn't know that Yue Weihan was lying. He pulled the armed belt on his chest and said angrily, "Half a month? Isn't this forcing us to die?"
"Forced to death? That's not necessarily the case." Yue Weihan sneered.
"Okay, I'll go downstairs and have a look." Cao Xinglong scratched his head and went downstairs.
After Cao Xinglong walked away, Liu Xin asked curiously: "Sir, the secret message clearly said..."
"Shut up!" Yue Weihan's face changed slightly and he interrupted Liu Xin rudely, "Second Lieutenant Liu Xin, don't forget your identity. Is this the question you should ask?"
Liu Xin suddenly pouted her lips in grievance, but she thought bitterly in her heart that this guy must be a dog, and he would fall out whenever he wanted to. He was smiling playfully just now, but now he is stern and lecturing.
"The devil is coming!"
"The Japs are attacking!"
"Brothers from the national army on the other side, the little devils are coming up!"
When Yue Weihan wanted to say a few more words, a deafening shout suddenly sounded from the other side of the Suzhou River.
Immediately, guard platoon leader Liu Tiezhu ran up and gasped: "Sir, sir, little, the Japanese are coming, they are coming."
Yue Weihan said nothing, strode to the south window and looked out. He saw that no less than a few thousand people had gathered on the embankment on the south bank of Suzhou. They were all jumping up and down in a hurry, and there were a few more.
The young and strong man actually carried a large blackboard with the words "Japanese Attack" written on it.
"Boom boom boom..."
A violent explosion suddenly came from outside the west wall of the warehouse. Liu Tiezhu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly stepped in front of Yue Weihan. At the same time, he loudly reminded the nearby guard platoon soldiers: "Protect the camp, the Japs are starting to shell!"
"Zhu, don't panic." Yue Weihan said calmly, "This is a grenade of a little devil. The shooting range is four hundred meters. It cannot pose a threat to the cement wall of the warehouse."
Liu Xin, who was still sulking next to him, couldn't help but glance at Yue Weihan secretly. There was already a hint of admiration in his beautiful eyes. This guy is so powerful. He can tell what kind of weapon the kid is using just by listening to his voice?
How many meters is the distance? He is indeed a graduate of the Central Military Academy. He is really amazing.
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The bottom floor of Sihang Warehouse.
The second company commander Chi Chengfeng put up the noodle box and put the brim of his hat up, and roared at the soldiers lined up behind him: "Grandma, you bastards in the row, listen up, you and I will go out and fire a few shots at will, just wait for the little ones."
As soon as the Japanese infantry comes up, they must run back quickly. No one is allowed to commit a crime, otherwise I won't be able to spare him. Do you hear me clearly?"
"Listen clearly." More than a dozen soldiers from the first platoon of the second company responded loudly.
"Okay, follow me!" Chi Chengfeng pulled out the noodle box in his hand, and more than a dozen people rushed out of the door like a swarm, and then rushed to the barricade outside the warehouse gate and lay down behind it.
, seeing the national troops coming out, cheers and cheers sounded like a roaring tsunami from the other side of the Suzhou River.
This scene is probably a spectacle in the history of Chinese and foreign wars in ancient and modern times. Two armies were fighting to the death on the north bank of the Suzhou River. Thousands of Shanghai citizens and expatriates from various countries were watching the battle a hundred meters away across the river, while desperately fighting for one of the armies.
The troops cheered and cheered, and the heated scene was even worse than the final scene of the Football World Cup in which the host country participated.
Soon, the bombardment ended, and a small group of more than forty Japanese infantrymen rushed towards the Sixing Warehouse from the west.
The national army lying behind the barricade began to shoot ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong. Unfortunately, they only heard the sound of gunfire, but never saw the Japanese soldiers fall. Soon, the Japanese soldiers were less than two hundred meters away from Sihang Warehouse.
meters away, the leading Japanese squad leader shouted down, and the Japanese infantry immediately straightened up one by one and began to sprint at full speed.
"Brothers, retreat." Chi Chengfeng raised the noodle box, fired two shots into the air, and took the lead in escaping.
More than a dozen defeated soldiers behind him also hurriedly followed suit. One veteran even ran away with his shoes and did not dare to go back to pick them up. Seeing the embarrassed look of the national army, the Japanese soldiers immediately started to scream.
As they stood up, the Shanghai citizens watching from the other side shook their heads and sighed, all of them looking extremely sad, angry and regretful.
Several British officers hiding behind the barricades couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing: "This is an army made of sand. This is completely an army made of sand."
In less than a moment, more than forty Japanese soldiers easily occupied the two barricades at the entrance of Sihang Warehouse. Except for a few guards left behind, the rest of the Japanese soldiers swarmed in towards the warehouse door. Further away,
At least one squadron of Japanese infantry is advancing rapidly this way.
Just when the people on the other side were filled with grief and anger, gunshots like exploding beans suddenly rang out in the Sihang Warehouse.
Almost at the same time, several bundles of cluster grenades were thrown from the second floor window, and the few Japs guarding the warehouse door were suddenly lifted into the sky by the huge air wave.
Nationalist soldiers also appeared on the rooftop of the warehouse. At least six light and heavy machine guns were spraying firepower at the following Japanese infantry squadron at a terrifying speed of three to four thousand rounds per minute. The Japanese soldiers who were in high spirits did not expect it at all.
They were hit so suddenly that a large area was wiped out immediately.
"Ah ah ah, well done, kill these idiots!"
"Brothers from the national army on the opposite side, well done, fight until you die!"
"It's dead, the little devils are dead, the little devils are dead, hahaha..."
The already desperate people suddenly cheered like a tsunami, and several British officers also had incredible looks on their faces. This is impossible. Hasn't the Chinese army been defeated? Just look at the way they were escaping.
They had lost their fighting spirit, but why did they suddenly become more motivated again? I couldn't figure it out, and the few British devils could only be attributed to the Chinese being so cunning.
The Japanese attack force suffered a moderate loss. The forward commander immediately realized that he had fallen into the Chinese Army's trick. The forward team used to test the Chinese Army's firepower configuration was probably in trouble. This was indeed the case.
, before the Japanese artillery started retaliatory bombing, Japanese corpses were thrown out of the gate one by one by the Chinese army.
"one!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
…
"Thirty-nine!"
Every time a body was thrown out of the warehouse door, a huge counting sound would be heard from the other side. Later, thousands of voices gathered together, which could be described as overwhelming. In the end, the number stopped at thirty-nine! If you count
At least six Japs who were guarding the gate were killed. This time, the Japs killed forty-five people!
The entire infantry team was completely wiped out, and no one could escape!