And while Zhang Sixing was shaking his head, Hansen Raul, who was driving a carriage and pulling a cannon, shouted before he even entered the door.
"Sir, sir, the cannon is at your command..."
But when he saw the men of the 87th Division wearing M35 helmets at the door, he couldn't help but look left and right in confusion, wanting to see where Zhang Sixing and the others had gone.
"Any of you who have seen my commander, he is wearing a cloth suit and he is very tall..."
"Sir, you are..."
Before Yang Ruifu could ask, the man from the military camp who had just come to report the news had already arrived in front of Hansen Raul.
"Sir, Chief Zhang led a team to rescue our battalion and asked you to arrange the artillery positions as he said. When necessary, he will send someone to call for artillery fire."
Ignoring other people, Hansen Raul gave orders grandly,
"Hurry, hurry, hurry up to the next floor, hurry up..."
The people in the military camp were accustomed to obeying orders, but the soldiers of the 87th Division didn't move even if there were no orders.
This made Hanson Raul's bad temper explode. When did the soldiers dare to disobey the advisory group's orders?
"What, can't I call you bastards?"
The soldier who just reported the news from the mixed barracks came closer and whispered,
"They just pointed guns at our people..."
Upon hearing this, Hansen Raul picked up the Czech on the carriage and pointed at the soldiers of the 87th Division,
"Who, that bastard pointed a gun at my commander."
We can be suspicious of Zhang Sixing because he is Chinese.
As for Hansen Raul, you have to be polite, not only because he is a foreigner, but also because he is a member of the advisory group.
Yang Ruifu was very embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed. He waved his hand without waiting for Xie Jinyuan's instructions.
"Why, are you waiting for Mr. Consultant to do it yourself? What the hell are you doing to eat..."
Following his roar, eighty-seven officers and soldiers swarmed forward to help unload the ammunition from the carriage, and then carried the cannon upstairs. The Japanese 92-type infantry cannon was light enough, and five or six young men could lift it.
Gotta get up.
Looking at these, Xie Jinyuan felt helpless. Officers are easy to talk to, but soldiers who disobey the advisory group's orders are troublesome.
I heard that the old man's trust in the advisory group, especially the group leader, General Falkenhausen, is not comparable to anyone else.
If this matter were really reported by the German sergeant in front of him through the advisory group, it would be difficult to tell...
"Tell me who it was that pointed a gun at my officer just now. I have to kill him with my own hands."
"Well, which company commander said that he wanted to hand over Commander Zhang's gun..."
The people left in the miscellaneous barracks saw that the people of the 87th Division did not dare to recruit Hansen. Raul, a brute, pointed at the company commander just now.
"You son of a bitch..."
Shouting in German, Hansen Raul held up the Czech style...
"Sir...Sir, misunderstandings...are all misunderstandings, just now..."
This must never happen before his eyes. Yang Ruifu hurriedly took advantage of the opportunity to explain and snatched the machine gun from Hansen Raul's hand.
"You, stand at attention, stand at attention for me!"
Hansen Raul, who was furious after losing his machine gun, issued the order in German.
The German armorer company commander, who was originally trained under their group of non-commissioned officers, subconsciously stood upright under the German command.
Hanson Raul rushed up to him and punched him in the mouth several times, making the corners of his mouth bleed. In the end, he was so angry that he punched him on the chin, sending him flying straight away.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Ruifu led a few officers to stop Hansen Raul and at the same time, he hurriedly gave his men a wink.
Immediately, someone came forward and stuffed several pieces of ocean into the soldiers in the mixed barracks.
"Brothers, we are all fighting Japanese troops. Stop making trouble. Your battalion is not out of danger yet. It is important to set up artillery."
At this time, Yang Ruifu and a group of officers came forward to persuade Hansen Raul. The guy even yelled bossily,
"Don't say I didn't warn you. I bet you that General Falkenhausen will recruit the officers into the advisory group. If you point a gun at the officers of the advisory group, you will go to the Military Justice Department."
There was a "bang" in the heads of all the officers of the Eighty-seventh Division, and the officers of the advisory group were pointed at guns on the battlefield...
Seeing everyone's expressions of despair and exhaustion, Hansen Raul changed his tone and said,
"Do you know what that means? Haha, you'd better not know!"
Then he came to Xie Jinyuan, gave a military salute, and then opened his mouth to make a formal report.
"Sir, my superior led us to eliminate a Japanese artillery squad and a Marine squad."
As he spoke, he pointed his thumb behind him and said,
"These are the guns and ammunition that were seized. The commander also killed a military police major on the way. Are you satisfied?"
Xie Jinyuan was very angry. Although this guy was just a sergeant, he was a member of the advisory group and was not under the control of the German Mechanic.
Taking a deep breath, he spoke with dignity as a superior officer, but still politely,
"Mr. Advisor, I think your commander will need artillery support soon, so... we have shooters for the 82mm mortar, or who can operate this kind of cannon."
"Sir, this thing is so simple that even your soldiers can learn it. Now... I have to get busy."
Hanson Raul is one of those guys with a fiery personality. Once he gets angry, the matter is basically over. This is especially true when he is a Texas redneck.
Looking at the back of Hansen Raul, Xie Jinyuan, Yang Ruifu and all the officers under their command all felt that what they had just done by pointing their weapons at each other was too much.
Hansen Raul walked a few steps before he seemed to remember, turned around and said again,
"There is a telephone here that connects with the concession area. Don't you know? It's a pity that the commander didn't tell me where it is. If you want to use it, call someone to find it."
Got a phone number?
This news made Xie Jinyuan and Yang Ruifu and other officers overjoyed. With telephones, they could contact the chief of staff at the French Concession Hotel and the deputy commander of the 88th Division, Feng Fasheng, in real time.
In particular, Xie Jinyuan had a glimmer of hope, which was to contact Lieutenant Colonel Marcus from the division's advisory group by phone.
In case the soldiers from the advisory group bring the matter up in the future, saying hello in advance will make it easier to talk about it in the future.
Regardless of the fact that the officers sent someone to find the phone, they only said that Hansen Raul commanded the soldiers to carry the cannon to the fourth floor.
"Someone go find some water, some kettles or something."
A soldier came over with a foreign manuscript, but Hansen Raul blocked him.
"No need, sir, taught me a good way to make a hole. You open your eyes and learn it."
Soon, soldiers from the 87th Division fetched water with wooden barrels from downstairs. They leaned the 92-type infantry cannon against the wall and roughly drew a circle at the muzzle. Hansen Raul used bricks and blocks under the wall.
I collected some miscellaneous items and asked for a grenade.
The soldiers around him looked worried, but Raoul was not worried. He wanted to try the hole-opening tool that Zhang Sixing taught him.
Tie the grenade to the outside of the bucket, then pull it away and run away.
There was a loud "boom", and the stones flying everywhere made the metal objects jingle.
"What are you doing, are you crazy?"
An officer rushed up and yelled, but when he saw the figure of Hansen Raul, who was a head taller than an ordinary person, he strictly shut his mouth.
But there really was a big hole in the wall, and there wasn't much dust.
In fact, the principle is very simple. Water is incompressible and will faithfully transmit all the force of the explosion.
In addition, the Gong grenade, which is imitated from the German M24, is a standard offensive grenade and does not have many fragments.
Looking at the hole, Hansen Raul was happy.
"That's amazing. Where did sir come up with such a clever trick to open a hole?"