Faced with the sudden shouts of "Long live Her Majesty the Queen" that suddenly rang out on the battlefield, the rocket launcher on the roof was not used to it.
Two tanks in each corner of the four-row warehouse, as well as redundant light machine gunners, were immediately met with crossfire from twelve light guns.
The short-barreled tank guns also sprayed death flames into the crowd. In the death scissors formed by the crossfire, living lives were harvested one by one. Dozens and dozens of Japanese soldiers fell under the fierce firepower.
But this still could not stop the fanatical Japanese soldiers from charging. Inspired by the sudden fanatical atmosphere on the battlefield, more Japanese soldiers ran forward bravely with all the firepower.
Fifty meters away, dozens of grenades were fired from the four-row warehouse at a time. Dozens of grenades fell on the heads of the charging Japanese soldiers like hailstones.
The hand grenade that exploded overhead could also knock down several Japanese soldiers at once, but the soldiers who were already inspired and extremely fanatical ran forward despite the death in large numbers.
This made the officers in the Japanese navy and army joint command look happy, and they all said with relief,
"Go up, go up..."
The continuous grenade attacks of the "Sheep Shepherd Artillery Team" did not suppress the charge of the Japanese infantry. However, the people in the Ban Sihang Warehouse were a little worried.
However, it was the steel helmet on the first floor that thundered. In the "rumbling" explosion, shrapnel, beans, and feces rushed towards the charging Japanese soldiers.
This is a bit cruel.
As the main combat weapon of the miscellaneous barracks on the first floor, the helmet mines are separated by no more than one meter. Sandbags and gravel are used to form shooting positions.
The fragment density of this mine is really high.
Just as a few rows of soldiers at the front fell to pieces under the dense attack of helmet mines, Japanese artillery in the distance opened fire.
Originally, when the infantry approached fifty meters from the building, the Japanese artillery positions would fall silent.
After all, you can't blow up your own soldiers together, especially when a cannonball explodes on the first floor. If the cannonball lands on a wall that has not exploded, the explosion of the cannonball will blast the piled bricks and tiles like a shotgun.
External injection.
However, this time, it was obvious that in order to capture the Sihang Warehouse, the Japanese no longer cared about the casualties of the charging infantry.
The soldiers on the first floor who had just fired a helmet mine, like workers on an assembly line, casually picked up the helmet mine next to them and put it into the semi-fixed mine pit in front.
"Shell bombardment... bombardment..."
Suddenly there was a violent explosion on the wall on the first floor, and almost at the same time there was a violent explosion inside the building.
Under such a violent blow, the maze on the first floor instantly caused beans and shrapnel to fly randomly.
Outside the building, the Japanese soldiers slowed down when they saw the explosion, and everyone could tell that it was their own artillery fire.
However, he was then pushed hard by soldiers from behind who shouted "Long live His Majesty the Emperor"... Unknowingly, he stumbled forward and continued running, unknowingly joining in the wild shouting.
The pig rushes forward, there is no turning back.
More and more Japanese soldiers were approaching the Sihang Warehouse. Many injured people on the first floor were also red-eyed. They hung several helmet mines around their necks and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers with the fuses pulled.
The shouting man quickly approached, and both sides were already red-eyed.
The wounded soldiers from the mixed barracks inside the building rushed out with their helmets in their hands as a habit.
Outside the building, a large number of Japanese soldiers were approaching quickly despite layers of killings.
"Rumble..."
The helmet mines on the second floor sprayed shrapnel towards the running group of Japanese soldiers. Compared with the shrapnel on the first floor, which almost flew horizontally, the shrapnel on the second floor sprayed downwards.
Relatively speaking, the explosion damage area of a row of helmet mines on the second floor is larger than that of the helmet mines on the first floor.
Another row of charging Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.
However, the number of Japanese soldiers charging at this moment has reached more than 10,000, and it is a "pig charge" of more than 10,000 people.
Originally, in the early days of World War II, such an attack was almost unsolvable.
However, in the face of layers of powerful killings, only a few hundred people actually rushed to the Sihang Warehouse. And what these hundreds of people were facing at this moment were the injured men who rushed out from the first floor with a steel helmet and thunder in their arms.
soldiers.
"Boom boom boom..."
Outside the Sihang Warehouse came the majestic roar of life to stop the invasion, as well as the miserable howl before death.
The screams of hundreds of people were heartbreaking, and even the screams of the soldiers behind them who shouted "Long live His Majesty the Emperor" could not help but lower their voices, and even the enthusiasm was quickly dispersed by cruelty.
They retreated, they dispersed and hid, their momentum was almost instantly rushed out, and those people covered in blood were scattered.
Although the same people throw their heads and shed blood on the battlefield, the two completely different natures of war, the defense of the homeland and the nature of aggression, are destined to make some people loyal and loyal for a lifetime, while others will be infamous for eternity.
"Why……"
Zhang Sixing, who was lying on the roof of the building, knocked down a Japanese sniper and saw the violent explosion downstairs. He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to shout the following words:
"What the hell if there are a few MG42s, charge... and scold you next door..."
But he couldn't withdraw now, not for fame in the news or any other reason related to honor. He only had one idea, to trap all the attacking Japanese soldiers in Sihang Warehouse.
Of course, he didn't just rely on the ammunition left in the warehouse by the 87th Division, but he had a more violent plan.
Now looking at the fanaticism that the Japanese soldiers have been inspired by, the time for his "final solution" is almost ripe.
However, something unexpected happened at this time.
On the Suzhou River, a small boat is approaching the Garbage Bridge on the Suzhou River.
There were no Japanese on board, nor were they the common boat people on the Suzhou River. There were no guests on board, or any fishing gear that would never appear on board.
It was only covered with canvas, and I didn't know what the cargo was. And I could clearly see that the guards on the ship were White Russian soldiers hired by the merchant corps of all nations.
At this moment, the war in Sihang Warehouse was tense, and Guo Liangjun was not idle either.
It's a pity that he can't get close to the Suzhou River at this time. The entire riverside is crowded with White Russian soldiers from the All Nations Merchant Corps. Except for the soldiers from the All Nations Merchant Corps who are guarding Xie Jinyuan and the others, almost all the other soldiers are here.
However, from other channels, Guo Liangjun still learned that the Wanguo Business Group planned to place explosives under the garbage bridge to cut off Zhang Sixing and his group's retreat.
"How to do how to do……"
Reluctantly returning home, Guo Liangjun was running around anxiously. Just when he had no choice but to do anything, his daughter Guo Simin came downstairs and said behind him,
"The Japanese attack on Sihang Warehouse today...the sound of artillery sounds seems to be very fierce. Brother Feizhang and the others..."
"That kid is being naughty, but I heard that the All Nations Business Group was going to blow up the bridge, and they also cut off the phone number at Sihang Warehouse."
Hearing his father's words, Guo Simin couldn't help but frown.
"Ah, how can Brother Feizhang and the others retreat back?"