The regrouped Japanese Marine Corps moved into an attack position near Sihang Warehouse.
This attack was personally directed by Xiong Chuanyong.
In view of the failures of the previous attacks, this attack concentrated all the troops he could muster. The number of artillery and machine guns was several times that of the previous one.
The reason for doing this is because the failure to succeed in consecutive attacks has long made Isamu Kumagawa the laughing stock of the Japanese army.
Now either he can capture the Sihang Warehouse in front of him, or the Japanese Army will deploy troops to launch an attack on the Sihang Warehouse.
The Navy certainly does not intend to accept such humiliation, and Rear Admiral Kumagawa Isamu does not intend to accept his fate either.
If he fails, he will have only one ending - committing seppuku.
He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was already 5:40 in the morning.
The attack time was set at the time he expected to launch the attack. At this moment, the troops had replenished their food and ammunition and had already reached the attack position.
Unfortunately, this attack was much farther away than yesterday's attack, and the three buildings originally arranged in a glyph as an advance base were blown up by timed explosions.
At this moment, the Sihang Warehouse, which is the tallest building nearby, can almost have an unobstructed view of the surrounding area.
Therefore, this can only be a strong attack without breaking or deducting.
My superiors have completely lost confidence in me due to my repeated failures, and their tolerance for me may have come to an end...
From being deceived the night before yesterday to the loss of nearly a thousand soldiers' lives in yesterday's attack.
today……
No matter how many people die today, Sihang Warehouse must be taken down.
As usual, there was no naval gun support here, but last night he got a notice from the British Consulate in Shanghai that someone would go and arrest the guy who had lied to him.
This news made him feel somewhat better, but it did not completely relieve his anger. He wanted to wipe out all the Chinese troops fighting side by side with that guy in Sihang Warehouse.
Then kill them all without leaving any one behind...
Raise your wrist 5:43
There are still two minutes left to start the attack. This time he will use more artillery. Of course, it is not bombardment, but he will continue to use poison gas bombs to continuously suppress the Sihang Warehouse.
Use the cover of the ground troops to advance quickly, and use the remains of buildings and sandbags to advance to support the base. There are three such advance bases, two hundred meters apart, and three hundred meters away from the Sixing Warehouse.
Because only in this way can continuous fire suppression be carried out on Sihang Warehouse, especially this time he got some Type 96 25mm anti-aircraft guns.
These anti-aircraft guns were originally equipment on warships, but the Marine Corps still has some modified wheeled anti-aircraft guns.
Compared with large-caliber guns, these anti-aircraft guns, which have a rate of fire comparable to machine guns, are a more effective suppressive firepower.
Now, time...
Taking off the phone that connected all the troops, Xiong Chuanyong kept staring at the second hand on his wrist.
In less than one minute, the attack under his direct command will be launched.
Speaking of which, this attack was a bit fussy. If it weren't for that "bastard", why would he bother to deal with a building so hard? This time he concentrated all the marines at his disposal, intending to complete the victory in one battle.
As long as the firebase is built, use multiple anti-aircraft guns to suppress the firepower of the four rows of warehouses, and then the infantry will charge in waves to maintain the pressure, and then...
The only pity is that there are no soldiers who escaped from the entrance of Sihang Warehouse. Until now, he still doesn't know what the inside of Sihang Warehouse looks like.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta..."
The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand gradually overlap,
"Fire..."
As the voice of Major General Kumagawa Isamu spread across the front through the telephone lines.
As usual, "artillery is invited first." Regarding this matter, most of the generals in the East and the West agreed.
The Japanese Marines were undoubtedly well prepared for the attack, and were not even observed by the sentries on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse.
It wasn't until the sound of cannon fire that the sentry on duty ran towards the opening on the roof of the building, which was convenient for snipers to get up and down, and shouted wildly,
"Artillery bombardment...artillery bombardment...the Japanese are attacking..."
The military police and old men who were the main force on duty reacted immediately. They immediately fell on the ground and shouted at the same time,
"Artillery bombardment... bombardment... get up quickly, the Japanese are attacking..."
However, when Japanese artillery shells flew from the unblocked windows on the third floor, the military police and the old men couldn't help but look at each other.
They saw differently the cannonballs that landed on the ground, did not explode and were rapidly spewing out yellow and green gas.
At this time, some veterans who had been awakened by them opened their eyes and muttered,
"What the hell are you shouting about? You're not talking about shelling...poison gas...gas bombs, wearing masks..."
Poison gas...what the hell is poison gas...
The military police were just paying back, and the military barracks that were always on the front line were fine. But the reaction of the military police and the old soldiers at this moment was almost the same as that of the new recruits.
But when they saw the mixed soldiers and German weapons veterans taking out German gas masks, they all reacted one by one.
First, there are the military police. Although they have never encountered a poison gas attack, they know how powerful this thing is.
It's a pity that the old people have never seen the power of poison gas. Of course, they also have gas masks and have heard what they are used for, but they have never been trained in poison gas and were immediately hurt.
Lu Feizhang was very shrewd. When he heard the shouts of poisonous gas, he immediately remembered that he was wearing the uniform of the Japanese Marine Corps, and of course also equipped with their gas masks.
Unfortunately, not everyone reacted quickly enough, and soon there was a lot of coughing.
Fortunately, the people wearing gas masks immediately helped the old guys, who had never seen a gas battle, put the gas masks on their faces.
Although his response was not slow, Lu Feizhang was still heartbroken when he saw that more than a dozen people were still poisoned and were quickly carried to the field hospital.
At this moment, he felt even more in his heart Guo Liangjun's painstaking efforts and formalization. No matter whether he studied with the government military or the Japanese, it was not as good as studying with the German paratroopers.
Seeing the continuous bombardment of poisonous gas shells, which prevented the Sihang Warehouse from counterattacking immediately, Major General Xiongchuan Isamu's heart that had been hanging around suddenly dropped a bit.
This attack was said to be commanded by him, but in fact it was already out of his control from the moment he ordered the attack.
Several infantry brigades went out. This time they had all their firepower except artillery. They would not rely solely on light infantry to attempt to capture the Sihang Warehouse.
However, at the moment Xiong Chuanyong gave the order, a violent explosion suddenly came from behind the battle line.
There was an explosion first. From the sound and the scale, it should have been the explosion of a car shell.
This made Major General Xiong Chuanyong stunned. Then he left the artillery mirror and looked at the direction of the explosion. He was startled and thought:
What's going on? Did something happen to the logistics transport convoy? Otherwise, how could there be such a violent explosion? Then I should attack or not.