When Zhang Sixing rushed through the door of Sixing Warehouse, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Sure enough, tens of thousands of bags of grain and a considerable number of sandbags turned the entire first floor of the building into a maze.
At this moment, the artillery of the Japanese Marine Corps, which was hit, began to fire at the building of Sihang Warehouse.
Zhang Sixing, who knew how to move, immediately turned left and entered the exit path. However, the distance between each turn was only about five meters, and people quickly became unable to tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
"Here, sir."
Someone from above said hello, then two sandbags were removed, and a rope with a rope loop was thrown down.
Put your feet into the rope loop and climb up the "wall" to the top of the maze, which is the second floor of the warehouse.
"Sir, it's a good thing you fought with them, otherwise we would still have to clear up the front line."
Following Hansen Raul's voice, a big furry hand stretched out.
It is said that white people have hairier bodies, and Hansen is an obvious example.
However, Yelena doesn't have much hair on her body, probably because she is of mixed Chinese and Russian descent.
"I have to go to the roof."
"Sir, that Russian girl is so beautiful. She sings for you."
Zhang Sixing is quite reserved about this.
"What nonsense? I'll go up and beat the gunner, otherwise there will be too many Japanese and we won't be able to hold on."
"boom"
The shell exploded on the upper floor of the building. After the loud noise, there were screams one after another, and a cloud of dust fell from above.
"The first and second floors are yours to occupy, as agreed upon, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir, only black guns. But..."
Hansen Raul looked at Hansen Raul with a bag of straw in front of him in surprise, not knowing what he meant.
"Sir, your insidious tactics should not have been taught by the German army."
"roll."
"Come on."
Seeing Zhang Sixing's return, the old smoker Li Youtian, who also had a backbone, came over. Hearing Hansen Raul's words, he was already familiar with it and he didn't shy away from complaining,
"How can one be called insidious? Being able to fight the Japanese without asking them to fight us is called skill."
Not bothering to chat with them, he ordered a few rounds of 6.5mm Arisaka bullets for himself and ran up to the top floor.
On the third and fourth floors, because of the help of the soldiers on the first and second floors. At this time, the manpower was much more abundant than in the movie, but the battle situation was also much more intense than in the movie.
A violent "boom" explosion sounded on the outer wall, sending broken bricks and tiles flying inward.
"Machine gun, machine gun, suppress that cannon..."
The Min-24 heavy machine gun that was firing suddenly was about to turn its muzzle when a grenade flew accurately through the window and landed next to the machine gun crew.
"boom"
Japanese grenade grenades were carved with deep fracture grooves, and the fragments of anti-personnel grenades were several times more than those of imitation Gong grenades.
As shrapnel flew, someone fell to the ground and screamed loudly.
Zhang Sixing didn't even bother to say hello to the people upstairs, and ran towards the roof with his gun in hand.
In front of him, there was a man carrying an ammunition box to deliver bullets upstairs, and he was also running with his body bent.
However, as soon as he ran to the door of the building, he was faced with a falling grenade shell.
In the "boom" explosion, he was blown upside down and fell directly to the roof of the building.
Shrapnel screamed and flew around, making nearby iron tools jingle.
Lying on the ground, my heart feels so tight that I won't be able to stand up for a while.
"The next group..."
A second lieutenant waved his arms and shouted at a series of soldiers carrying ammunition.
The situation is very simple. There is not much ammunition storage on the front line. Once it is opened, it is transported forward by manpower. This is a common practice in all countries.
However, they... don't know how to open a few holes on the roof and set up a few ladders. As long as the Japanese do a little calculation based on the drawings, they can easily block the stairs to the roof with mortars or grenades.
Another group of soldiers rushed towards the roof with guns and ammunition boxes on their backs.
However, almost at the same time, two grenades fell, and all five people in the group were blown down from the roof of the building.
The ammunition box in his hand fell, and the eyes on the young face could not close.
He struggled up and rushed to the second lieutenant amidst the smoke of explosions and grenades. He grabbed him by the collar and shouted as hard as he could.
On the battlefield filled with gunfire and shouts, no one can hear clearly without shouting.
"Open a hole...ahem...ladder...this place is blocked, don't send anyone to death."
After saying that, he pushed the second lieutenant away, and then rushed up while the grenade dropped.
"hurry up……"
Listening to the accents of the soldiers from Hunan, Zhejiang and other places behind me, I understood that this was not an army trained by German instructors in the 88th Division.
These are the local security forces who were recruited as new recruits after the Songhu battlefield began.
"Fortunately, fortunately, China's young people are still spirited."
In that life, Zhang Sixing never watched any anti-war films, especially not domestic ones.
Ever since the Ming Dynasty, we have been bullied by outsiders for half a century. Are we anti-war?
Anti-war, isn't it like a eunuch who has to instruct others to do what they love to do?
On the other hand, anti-war films from other countries, if you think about it carefully, are just low-key showing off.
Zhang Sixing, who was the first to rush to the roof, quickly took stock of the situation on the roof.
Bad, very bad.
Placing machine guns and mortars on the roof of the building will widen the shooting range, but it will also make it easier for the opponent's artillery fire to strike.
At this moment, four of the six heavy machine gun nests on the roof have been destroyed, and almost all the soldiers in a machine gun platoon fell under the attack of the opponent's grenade.
Under the Japanese shells, he rolled and crawled to a machine gun and waved to the recruits running up behind him to deliver bullets.
"Go down and get close to where your group is sitting. Get the machine gun down from the roof. Put it downstairs to shoot. If you come from the top of the building with good marksmanship, you don't need to send ammunition."
Seeing that the soldier was frightened by the sound of gunfire, he just stared and looked stupid.
I had no choice but to reach into my arms, take out a pen and a small notebook, and write down my thoughts.
"call"
The sound of a mortar shell falling was heard. He grabbed the soldier and pinned him under him to imitate a machine gun bunker to avoid him.
"boom"
A violent explosion sounded nearby, and sharp shrapnel passed by not far from his back.
Mortars are more frightening than cannons on the battlefield. Their shells almost explode when they hit the ground, and the shrapnel flies close to the ground. Fortunately, there are sandbags in the machine gun bunker, otherwise it would have been left here.
After the shell exploded, the recruits underneath him were so frightened that they ran away holding their heads.
He stretched out his hand wearing a half-finger glove and tapped his helmet twice.
"I'll give you a group seat, just say it's me who said it, go ahead and crawl back."
After sending the soldiers away, he lay down on the ground like a snake, twisting and turning towards the edge of the building, where there was a gap left by the cannonball that destroyed the protective wall.
You can see other people from here, but others may not be able to see his "muffler" wrapped around a cloth strip.
Soon a grenadier soldier came into view, which could be clearly seen through the sniper scope. It was less than a hundred meters away, and Zhang Sixing could clearly see every move he made.
The moment he pulled the ignition cord, Zhang Sixing pulled the trigger without hesitation.