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Chapter 34: The Nails of History

1937, October 27, 05:30.

The first pale morning light has lit up the horizon, but this morning light cannot illuminate the still dark battlefield below.

At this time, the entire Shanghai stock market had generally quieted down. Apart from the occasional rows of gunfire that rang out from nowhere, there was no other sound on the ghostly battlefield.

Under such quiet circumstances, Zhang Sixing was not far from the Sixing Warehouse.

He had just come back not long ago, and the reason why he kept his whereabouts secret was that he took the most advanced handheld camera and color film to shoot a documentary.

He did not want to accuse anything, but wanted everyone to remember what civilians and prisoners of war went through on the darkest day in Shanghai's history.

In fact, prisoners of war and civilians were massacred. During the world war, various countries had more or less armies. It's just that some countries were strict and did not protect their shortcomings, and some countries...

Especially a country that refuses to admit it and continues to quibble will be despised. The prime minister of Lao Germany will apologize. A bachelor is better than a scoundrel.

A few reels of film filled with records are the nails. According to later generations, the video contains the truth, which saves shameless people from playing tricks.

At this moment, the other side of the Suzhou River is gradually waking up. On the streets, people in the concession are sweeping the streets, and the food stalls that got up early have also begun their early morning business.

He had no interest in the other side of the river where people were singing and dancing, although he knew someone must be waiting for him.

While walking, I noticed the light of the flashlight. I found a place to hide and took out the periscope observation scope.

The Japanese had already discovered the Sihang Warehouse and the Chinese defenders, and were quickly approaching the Sihang Warehouse.

Behind the infantry were large groups of cars and carriages, pulling artillery and ammunition.

No, history records that the total number of Japanese troops besieging Sihang Warehouse was only more than 2,000. How could such a huge battle occur?

He lay low and motionless in a ruins, quietly observing the advancing Japanese army.

The Japanese troops were obviously heading towards the buildings near Sihang Warehouse.

He had already deployed time bombs there based on "directional dismantling technology". As long as the defenders in the building added explosives to the time bombs according to his requirements, then...

But now, he had to give a warning to the people who were busy repairing the fortifications in Sihang Warehouse.

The muzzle of the sniper rifle follows the driver of an artillery truck, firing shells, explosives, and tracer bullets with a certain chance of igniting, but he does not intend to expose his whereabouts.

After all, snipers are killers in the dark, and they cannot use tracer bullets to cause trouble for themselves.

It's a pity that the Japs' troops have too few vehicles to cause much chaos.

In addition, he really didn't intend to drive the Japanese too far. Only the ragged front lines could affect the opponent's artillery fire and air support.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and even the battlefield is gradually showing a hint of paleness.

But Zhang Sixing's hiding place was still in darkness. Opening fire at this moment would inevitably attract the attention of the Japanese army, but it was more important to alert the people in Sixing's warehouse.

The muzzle of the gun, equipped with a silencer, followed the driver of the car.

"puff"

The vehicle of the Type 92-type infantry gun during the march tilted and ran over the infantry beside the vehicle.

The soldier who failed to dodge was hit by the car and crushed on top of him, screaming like a slaughtered pig.

The dead driver stepped on the accelerator, and the gun truck rushed towards the nearby wall like a bull.

"Sniper, enemy sniper..."

Although the shouting Japanese officer was also confused, he could roughly tell where the bullet came from based on the direction in which the bullet came.

He raised his command knife, and his helmet was shot away.

Due to the barrel twist problem of the 38-meter rifle, the bullet rotates too fast in the first 200 meters, and it is indeed easy to shoot twice, so it is said to be low in power.

In fact, when the bullet reaches four to six hundred meters, its speed slows down and it rolls when it enters the human body, and its power is fully released.

Putting aside the distance and talking about power, it's just a novice who doesn't understand and is playing hooligans.

Now Zhang Sixing adds a silencer to the 38 rifle, which reduces the muzzle velocity and completely overcomes the problem of too little power in the first two hundred meters.

The Japanese soldiers near the artillery car scattered and hid because the car lost control.

At this time, the veterans fired together to suppress the bullets according to the direction in which they were flying.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..." The bullet chirped and passed by Zhang Sixing.

I habitually reached out and took out the bag of groceries, but unfortunately there was no smoke bomb anymore, so I had to roll over on the ground and hide aside.

He knew that he had to leave as soon as possible, otherwise when the machine guns and grenade launchers came over, he would kill you like a king of soldiers.

While running at a low profile, I caught sight of the officer directing the erection of the machine gun. He immediately stopped kneeling and aimed to pull the trigger.

"puff"

The officer fell, the infantry attacked with greater intensity and intensity, and the grenade launchers finally opened fire.

In the violent explosion, Zhang Sixing's body was drowned in smoke.

At this time, on the second floor of a small western-style building across the river, a young and pale Russian girl was so frightened that she immediately ran back into the house.

Although it is said that she is a prostitute, she is actually a bel canto lyric coloratura soprano from the American Kailuo Company and krc radio station.

Since she also belongs to the entertainment industry, it is exactly what Lu Xun said: "When I see short sleeves, I immediately think of white arms, immediately think of whole body, immediately think of reproductive organs, immediately think of sexual intercourse, immediately think of miscellaneous

"Hand in...", you can imagine all kinds of rumors.

As a furry bear girl, Yelena is not timid at all. As soon as she entered the house, she grabbed a speaker and microphone and ran to the balcony.

It was supposed to be equipment for her practice room, but seeing the people she cared about struggling on the edge of death, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ah...ah..."

A dolphin sound with a panicked vibrato was suddenly sprinkled onto the battlefield by a loudspeaker. Almost all the Japanese soldiers who were shooting were startled and turned to look at the other side of the Suzhou River, wondering what the people there were saying.

What is going on? Could it be that the Chinese have developed equipment that uses women's voices as weapons?

Just when they were stunned, someone who had just been covered by the grenade smoke suddenly transformed into a tall "hairy man" and rushed out.

"Look, it's the werewolf"

"Werewolf..."

The high-pitched soprano on the other side of the river, and the original dolphin sound suddenly disappeared. Instead, a virtuosic bel canto coloratura sounded continuously.

Anyone who can understand can hear it. The rich voice seems to be calling for the return of family members, full of longing for lovers and yearning for love.

Of course, most people didn't understand, but were impressed by Yelena's singing skills and her beauty.

Accompanied by the high-pitched sound, Zhang Sixing suddenly jumped up and rolled several times on the ground amid a burst of fierce artillery fire.

As soon as his body stopped, he raised the sniper rifle in his hand.

"puff"

Another officer of the artillery team fell.

Compared with the short-barreled heavy artillery that the Japanese equipped in large numbers, the 70mm Type 92 artillery is the most annoying.

Weighing about 200 kilograms, it can easily follow the infantry forward and provide the infantry with reliable "bayonet-fighting" firepower.

After defeating the artillery troops, Zhang Sixing could only roll and crawl back to the Sixing Warehouse under the dense rain of bullets and a series of artillery fires to the sound of beautiful music.

A large number of Japanese Marine Corps pursuers appeared near the three buildings.

But what followed was three rounds of cannonballs, which fell into the crowd.


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