The "reinforcements" that rushed over did not rush into the Sihang Warehouse through the front door, but instead filed in through the back door.
When Xie Jinyuan saw the true face of the "reinforcements":
These are really the same guys as beggars, but they are Chinese, Chinese men, and Chinese soldiers.
In this moment of national crisis, every bit of strength, no matter how meager, is precious.
At this moment, the Japanese marines besieging the gate had retreated due to confusion, but they only retreated to a safe trench thirty meters away, waiting for the next attack.
There was no more small-arms fire, and the sewing machine-like anti-aircraft guns started firing in a hurry again.
Let the escaped prisoners wait first, and come in by yourself to avoid misunderstandings. When those voices frown and ask,
"Why, the Japanese used anti-aircraft guns against us."
"No, no one can stay on the third and fourth floors. Only the Sheep Artillery Team is still holding on, causing heavy casualties."
He sighed as if complaining, and patted the dust on his body as he spoke, as if to show that he had also contributed in the fierce battle.
"I'm going to change clothes first and equip the new arrivals with gas masks and helmets. There won't be any shortage. I'll also call the officers to take them down, just like last night."
Xie Jinyuan did not answer, feeling that Zhang Sixing's question was pure nonsense. After all, he had no idea how many Japanese he had killed over the course of a day.
However, he agrees with the distribution according to specialties. After all, the people assigned according to specialties are doing very well at the moment. The Sheepherd Artillery Team who can throw stones accurately and shoot accurately are sharpshooters, as well as the gunners and machine gunners, and the rest will be used as
Rifleman.
Especially the riflemen, most of them replenished his first battalion. At this time, Yang Ruifu, who was following him, answered Zhang Sixing's question for him.
"Mr. Zhang, there is no shortage of helmets and gas masks. After all..."
Subconsciously, I glanced towards the gate, where there were piles of corpses of Japanese soldiers.
Following his gaze, of course nothing could be seen, it was all blocked by the high walls of the maze.
"To resume the fortifications, the people I brought back made some crooked handles and placed them directly opposite the gate. As for the anti-aircraft guns, they were left to me and the sharpshooters."
Leave the anti-aircraft guns to you and the sharpshooters, they won't be able to hit them at all.
He murmured disbelief in his heart, but Xie Jinyuan did not say this out loud.
Because there are many things that Zhang Sixing did that he didn’t understand, but now it seems that the effect is pretty good.
Right now, he just wanted to see what he could do with the anti-aircraft guns that neither sharpshooters nor artillery could deal with.
Zhang Sixing had never thought about this.
Strictly speaking, from my experience of living in Germany since I was a child, I have long lost the despicableness in traditional Chinese culture.
Yes, it is despicable.
In fact, the root of the problem is the struggle for the right to speak and the ownership of interests.
Why fight instead of distribute.
The reason is very simple. The long-term feudal rule and the lawless privileged class have trampled on the social evaluation mechanism-morality and law.
The direct result is that everyone relies on nonsense tactics, skills, conduct, and behavior.
All entrepreneurs produce counterfeit goods, and all markets are filled with bad money driving out the good.
The final result is a crisis of trust in the entire society from top to bottom.
Therefore, although Zhang Sixing is currently observing in detail, he is not sure about solving the problem of being suppressed by the opponent's anti-aircraft guns. Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with face in his mind, only how to solve the problem.
And this is what an old man said - seek truth from facts!
To be honest, he didn't know whether he and the sharpshooters could solve the problem of being suppressed by anti-aircraft guns.
But he knows one thing: if the problem is not solved, it will not solve itself if it is left there.
He reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette, but unfortunately all he took out was an empty cigarette box. He ran out and finished smoking in the middle of the night.
Seeing this, Yang Ruifu reached into his trouser pocket and took out two packs of Hardmen and handed them to Zhang Sixing.
"Sent from the British."
"Thanks"
Reaching out to take it, Zhang Sixing called,
"Shan Gang brought the two British guys who ran away and gave them to the people on the first floor to keep an eye on them this time."
Seeing that his subordinates had prepared cigarettes for Zhang Sixing, Xie Jinyuan was startled and complained that he had forgotten to leave them for Zhang Sixing when he distributed the cigarettes.
After taking another closer look, I realized that Yang Ruifu was taking out his cigarettes very quickly. In fact, Yang Ruifu was not the only one who put his hands into his pockets. Several officers put their hands into his trouser pockets.
On the battlefield, an officer who looks like a god of war is someone that all soldiers and officers will admire.
"Thank you, Commander. It's still the same as before. The roof and the first and second floors are dedicated to the barracks. As for the anti-aircraft guns, I'll go up and talk to the sharpshooters."
In good conscience, Zhang Sixing could not call the people on the roof snipers. They were not worthy. If they could observe the wind direction and adjust the wind deflection appropriately, there was no reason why the artillery position 800 meters away could not suppress it.
Seeing Zhang Sixing's leaving figure and Yamaoka Tetsujiro following him, the expression on Xie Jinyuan's face relaxed, and he instantly felt safe and secure that all the situations were under control.
He didn't know why he had such thoughts. It probably started from the battle last night. Anyway, he felt relaxed now. He turned around and ordered Yang Ruifu,
"Ask all the officers to come and select people. If Mr. Zhang can deal with the anti-aircraft guns, then we will deal with the little devils."
Yes, as long as the anti-aircraft artillery firepower of the Sihang Warehouse is suppressed, the Japanese trench system will not be repaired at all.
After a battle, more than a dozen of Lu Feizhang's men died, which made him feel extremely unhappy.
We have been surrounded and suppressed by German weapon masters so many times, but there have never been so many casualties:
The little Japs are so ruthless, even a few old soldiers can't beat one of them with bayonets.
After a mental evaluation, I realized that it would not be a problem to deal with three or five little Japs with bayonets like myself. But when I think of Zhang Sixing...
Forget it, I don't want him, he doesn't count, that guy can't be counted at all... he's too quick.
Just when he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw Guan Shijie and Hu Yang running towards the back door together.
"Hurry up and pick a few to add. I heard there aren't many people, only about three hundred..."
"Yes, Chief Zhang is too fierce. So many people came back after just one lap. I really want to go around a few more times..."
"Bah, Mr. Guan Dabeard is talking nonsense. If Chief Zhang goes out again, will your son be able to hold on to these four lines of warehouses?"
At this time, Cao Zijin also ran over. When he saw Lu Feizhang, he smiled bitterly and said,
"Brother Feizhang, how are you doing over there? Over twenty people died at my side, so they are considered disabled."
Lu Feizhang sighed and replied,
"More than a dozen, the little Japs are really fierce when it comes to bayonets. Even my two veterans can't defeat one Japs."
"Who says it's not the case? Let's hurry up. There are only more than three hundred. If we are slow, we don't know when reinforcements will arrive."
Hearing this, Lu Feizhang smiled and said haha,
"As long as you military police send more people to arrest Chief Zhang tonight, I won't worry about adding more."