The people in the mixed barracks and Lu Feizhang's men quietly watched the new arrivals outside the door. Of course, they also saw a large number of military police.
Different from ordinary soldiers, these soldiers wear a dark armband with a yellow square on the outside, decorated with a red square and the two red letters "Gendarme".
"Brother Yandai, are those military police reinforcements for us?"
Luo Mingyang, the deputy battalion commander of the miscellaneous barracks, quietly touched the old smoker Li Youtian with his elbow and asked in a low voice.
"Who knows... No matter what they want to do, let's listen to Chief Zhang. You can call me those led by Lao Bali, Captain Tao, and Guan Shijie."
They are all under the command of Zhang Sixing. If they really want anything, it would be best if they all get some relief.
At this time, Zhang Sixing and Hansen Ying'er were in the tank, working under a lantern. They tried to control the weapons and figured it out so that they could teach the gunners who were brought in temporarily outside.
"There are three people in a tank, one machine gunner and two gunners. Remember that the personnel must be smart, but there is no time for them to learn more, so they don't lose their skills when they are used tomorrow."
Tankery Hansen felt like he was being bullied,
"Sir, originally they only had a few gunners, but now they have two more tanks and four guns. Sir, none of us know how to use them..."
Zhang Sixing, who was trying to control the artillery aiming, responded without looking back.
"You will not be responsible for only one position. The aiming light is responsible for aiming, the gunner is only responsible for opening the breech and firing the gun, and the ammunition hand is only responsible for loading the shells."
After a pause, Zhang Sixing looked back at him,
"Look for the lightly wounded, especially the lightly wounded in the miscellaneous barracks. Don't let them go there again..."
Having said this, Zhang Sixing sat down and stretched out his hands,
"cigarette"
Hansen Raul took out a crumpled cigarette from his jacket pocket and handed it to him, just as he was about to find a lighter.
Just at this moment, a Guizhou kid stuck out his head on top of the tank.
"Sir, Uncle Yandai said that a group of military police and many foreigners have arrived. They are talking to Tuanzuo Xie about something."
Foreigners... Zhang Sixing and Hansen Raul looked at each other, and the latter muttered impatiently,
"The British are here to cause trouble. Their hands are too long. I don't like them, sir... I'll go take a look."
At the same time, at the gate of Sihang Warehouse facing the Suzhou River, the visitor was arguing with the sentry.
"It's not safe outside. Battalion Commander Cao can tell them and let us go in first."
Two companies of military police were hidden under the stone guardrail on the other side of the river. The only ones who crossed the bridge to negotiate were Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, the advisor of the German officer corps, and Second Lieutenant Morrison, the British platoon leader.
"Sorry, we can't pass here without our group's order."
"We are the British Army."
But the sentries of the 88th Division obviously don’t like the foreigners who are domineering in China.
"So what, this is China, and I can't let you in without a commander."
Just at this moment, Hansen Raul, who didn't like the British very much, appeared and said strangely,
"Why, do the British want to cooperate with the Japanese? And have you notified the Chinese government of your behavior? This is considered an invasion."
Hanson Raul was so weird that the British second lieutenant shrank his neck.
Indeed, without the approval of the Chinese government, they would indeed be considered an invasion.
"Hansen, wouldn't it be okay if the people I brought showed up here?"
While talking, he was worried that Zhang Sixing would see his Lieutenant Colonel Marcus standing in the light from the shadows.
With a click of his heel, Hansen Raul immediately stood at attention, but he still asked a question in his head,
"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, it is not that the officer corps is not allowed to appear on the battle line. You... it is very unsafe here. The Japanese may attack at any time."
The expression on his face turned gloomy, and Marcus gave the order with a cold face,
"Go and call Zhang Sixing."
Hansen Raul was not stupid at all. He knew from the look on Lieutenant Colonel Marcus's face that he was here to cause trouble. He had an idea and reported loudly,
"Sir, according to Wehrmacht regulations, we cannot harass a German civilian. I refuse to carry out your order."
Lieutenant Colonel Marcus almost choked and rolled his eyes at one sentence, but Hansen Raul's reason was very legitimate.
No matter how bad the German military might be abroad in the future, the discipline of the German military was still very strict before the start of World War II.
Cao Zijin, the military police officer in charge, moved his lips but said nothing.
He understood what Lieutenant Colonel Marcus and Second Lieutenant Morrison said when they came. They were here to catch a German thief running rampant in Europe. But he never understood why the Chinese military police were required to come forward.
This kind of thing should be a matter for the police, or even the police in the public concession. Why he was asked to bring the military police here, he didn't understand.
Just at this moment, Xie Jinyuan's voice suddenly came,
"Oh, why are you here? A rare visitor. A rare visitor. What brought you here, Lieutenant Colonel Marcus?"
As he arrived, people nearby shouted,
"salute"
Except for Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, who has a high military rank, everyone here performed military salutes, but Second Lieutenant Morrison could not understand Chinese and stood there without moving.
Hansen Raul, who has always had a bad impression of the British, said,
"Second Lieutenant, don't you know that salutes depend on military rank? It seems that many people are right when they say that the British are too arrogant and lack education. Even if it is not based on military rank, don't you understand that they are the masters of this country?
, we are guests.”
Hearing being mocked in a smooth American English, Second Lieutenant Morrison's round face turned blue and white, and then he remembered to salute.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, what is the name of this second lieutenant, Mr. Hansen, please ask him."
As Hansen Raul, who knew German, English and Chinese languages, he said to Morrison, who was a replacement officer,
"Hey, British guy, this officer is the lieutenant colonel in charge here. He asked what your name is."
Morrison became nervous when he heard that a lieutenant colonel officer asked his name. Although he was a British soldier, he did not want to lose the face of the British Empire Army.
He took two steps forward, raised his leg high and dropped it, then did the officer's line again.
"Sir, I am a second lieutenant of the 6th Royal Infantry Brigade. My name is Morrison."
After hearing Hanson Raul's translation, Xie Jinyuan smiled unhurriedly and looked enthusiastic.
"Hello Lieutenant Morrison, I would like to know if you have any advice on entering our territory."
When saying this, Xie Jinyuan looked at Hansen Raul with a smile.
No need to ask if this is to thank him for the reminder just now.
Yes, reminder, but there are many awesome people in the concession, but the Suzhou River side is not a concession. This is clear Chinese territory, so foreign countries enter...
It is well known both at home and abroad that the government is weak, but officers on the battlefield need not take it seriously.
After all, this is a battlefield and anything can happen.
Looking at Xie Jinyuan's appearance, Marcus felt a thump in his heart.
He was very sure that what Xie Jinyuan was playing at the moment was exactly the "Chinese Tai Chi" method that was ridiculed by the military officer corps.