One person only had time to carry a box of artillery shells, and the infantry quickly ran to the Sihang Warehouse in the distance.
Some people tried to fix the things they brought with them underground, which were military uniforms carried on sticks. Some even used incense sticks to set up delayed firecrackers to create an illusion.
The various home-made artillery units at the end of the assault formation had already withdrawn first, and the fastest runner was Li Youtian, the old smoker of Pima, who was driving the grenade launchers.
Not to mention that this thing is very useful against infantry. One shot can cover an area of 1,000 square meters. Although the power of the gasoline cannon is great, it is still far behind the massacre of infantry and the covering fire of this weapon. .
The tank had also turned around, but the turret was turned back to prevent the Japanese from launching a counterattack.
However, according to Zhang Sixing's thinking, the Japanese are unlikely to launch a counterattack. There are mainly two groups of Japanese troops near the Sixing Warehouse.
The Marine Corps, stationed on the periphery, was using firepower to attack the Japanese barracks and artillery positions just now. Their purpose was of course not to kill people, but to use firepower to prevent possible attacks on them.
unless……
The retreat of the tanks was not fast, after all, there were infantry in front and behind. Although everyone was running backwards with long strides, it still took several minutes to run 800 meters.
Moreover, the five tanks still needed to cover their retreat, so they stayed at the very back.
Especially in the dark, you can only watch the movement of the shadow of Sihang Warehouse under the bright lights on the south bank of the Suzhou River. You can't see the ground at all, let alone not move too fast.
"Boom boom boom boom"
It seemed that somewhere far away in the horizon, several cannon shots rang out.
Xie Jinyuan, who was used to staying on the battlefield, was shocked when he heard the voice. He suddenly quickened his pace and shouted at the same time,
"Heavy artillery, heavy artillery is coming... Hurry..."
Under the shouts of him and the officers, he felt horrified at the same time.
This counterattack lasted only twenty minutes from beginning to end, so it was clear whether the Japanese army's heavy artillery or the navy's was the response.
But no matter what, human footsteps cannot compete with the speed of cannonballs.
"Boom boom boom..."
The shells from the real heavy artillery fell on the cross-shaped bamboo poles that had been erected in the dubious formation.
Under the night wind, the cross bamboo poles "wearing" clothes swayed, and the delayed firecrackers hanging on the tattered clothes exploded.
As the shells exploded, bamboo poles and torn clothes flew away.
Xie Jinyuan, who was wearing riding boots, was stumbling while running, but the black shadow of Sihang Warehouse was getting bigger and bigger, and he felt safer in his heart.
The Japanese will not use heavy artillery to attack Sihang Warehouse. This is really the safest place on the battlefield.
When he returned to Sihang Warehouse, he hurried up to the third floor and used binoculars to observe the safety of the five tanks.
In the dark night, tanks are of course much easier to identify than human shadows. Especially at this time, tanks make huge noises and emit streams of thick smoke when they run.
After the heavy artillery shot through the crowd of people who had arranged the dummies, the artillery fire slowly began to try to chase the tanks.
The shell exploded near the tank, shaking the tank like a boat in a storm. The flying shrapnel hit the tank's armor with a tinkling sound.
The gunners and machine gunners in the tanks were among the casualties, and the additional machine gun crews on the tanks had already retreated with the infantry. Otherwise, under such artillery fire, none of them would be able to come back.
However, it is not that easy to hit a moving target in the dark, unless you are lucky.
"boom……"
Sadly, the last tank was hit by artillery fire.
In the light of the fire, the turret lifted up by the violent explosion stood out in the air.
Xie Jinyuan, who was holding the telescope in panic, felt his heart sink.
"Who is it? Could it be that Mr. Zhang's tank was hit? Millions, millions..."
However, it was useless to be anxious at this time. We could only watch the remaining four tanks struggling to move forward under the gunfire.
Everyone upstairs silently watched the tanks driving back. The remaining two tanks, as agreed upon, separated in two directions and ran to both sides of the Sihang Warehouse Building.
The tank that was hit burst into flames, like a bright candle. The shells and ammunition in the tank exploded, making bursts of chaotic explosions.
It was probably fortunate that the fire illuminated the battlefield, and the large-caliber artillery fire from nowhere actually stopped.
Obviously, the impact point of large-caliber artillery shells was very inaccurate during World War II. If it accidentally flew over its head and hit the Sixing Warehouse, it didn't matter, but if it landed on the south bank of the Suzhou River, the Japanese would provoke the countries related to the public settlement.
Although the Japanese were almost completely victorious in the Songhu battlefield, they did not want to cause any further trouble, so they simply stopped firing.
As the four tanks returned to the gunfire blind spots on both sides of the Sihang Warehouse, soon after, the radio, the most timely media in this era, began to broadcast tonight's special report.
"The Chinese army holding on to the Sihang Warehouse launched a night counterattack against the besieging Japanese army, repulsed the attack of a Japanese brigade, and took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack. They destroyed an artillery position, destroyed more than ten cannons, and attacked a barracks."
On the south bank of Suzhou River, in a house in some kind of narrow alley.
As soon as Guo Liangjun opened the door and entered the house, he saw three side dishes on the dining table in the living room and a bottle of wine.
The radio in the house was still ringing, reporting on the battle situation on the front line.
"Okay, okay, after a tiring day, it's really comfortable to come back and have a few drinks..."
While taking off his outer clothes, he hung them on the coat hook at the door.
While admiring, he rubbed his hands and looked at the three dishes on the table, then sat down on the chair next to the dining table.
"Dad, when you come back, dinner will be served right away..."
My daughter's voice came from the kitchen, and following the voice, a young woman came out carrying a wooden basin of white rice.
She wore a tight-fitting cheongsam popular in the concession, with a corner of a white silk handkerchief peeking out from the side pocket. Especially the brightly colored embroidered butterfly on the corner was very conspicuous under the light in the room.
When she came to the dinner table, her beautiful face appeared in the light and she complained in a low voice,
"Comrade Lao Guo, on behalf of the organization, I would like to give you my opinion."
At this time, Guo Liangjun, who put a piece of braised pork ribs into his mouth, was startled.
"I, I've been pretty good recently. I followed orders and took more rest, and I didn't do anything too dangerous..."
Put the rice bowl gently on the table,
"Look what time it is now. If you run outside until after nine o'clock every day, you will die. Remember that you are here mainly to see a doctor. For other actions..."
Put the braised pork ribs into your mouth and chew quickly,
"I'm telling you, girl, I've only been in the concession for a few days, but why am I so miserable? When we were in the Soviet area, there was no day when we couldn't work until..."
Behind Lao Guo, the young girl massaged his shoulders and then complained,
"Comrade Lao Guo, if you continue to disobey the organization's arrangements, I will report it to you and see if I will force you to be hospitalized."