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Chapter 1378 Amidst the artillery fire, the flag flutters in the wind

The early morning of October 28th was a complete tragedy for the Japanese troops of the 36th Infantry Regiment from top to bottom.

Stealing chicken but losing rice is no longer enough to describe Colonel Wakiitajiro's mood at this time. He spent the entire afternoon thinking about the Chinese defenders, and ended up losing more than 40 warriors who were willing to serve His Majesty the Emperor. This was just the beginning of the tragedy.

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What he never expected was that the Chinese who were tightly surrounded were still plotting against him.

But contrary to him, the Chinese succeeded. Not only did they take away the lives of forty-two officers and soldiers of an infantry squad, from Commander Cao to Private, in the dark, they also left behind a super "big firecracker" that should have been destroyed long ago.

Major Yoshimitsu Into, who had performed a disembowelment to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor, was sent to Amaterasu's place to drink tea.

That stupid guy deserves to die, but taking the initiative to die and being shot to death by the Chinese are completely different concepts, okay?

Really, when he received the battle report personally sent by Captain Yamakoshi Ki, who was currently the highest-ranking officer in the 1st Infantry Battalion, Wakiitajiro felt as if he had been tortured. He almost drew his sword with red eyes and pointed it at the alliance.

The simple conference table at the team headquarters was violently chopped down.

Not killing people is already the biggest restraint of Colonel Wakiitajiro. Because the bastard he wants to kill most is now in the 17th and 18th stages, and the soldiers under his command are still looking around to piece together his body!

Subconsciously, the Japanese colonel did not chop down the earthen wall like Yin Teng Zenko, who had been blown into pieces. Not only would the knife be broken, but the bomb might also be detonated. What if?

What made Jiro Wakiba most angry was not the death of more than 40 soldiers, nor the death of a major, but the thought that the Chinese silently broke through the barbed wire fence and attacked the entire army on a position with at least 300 people.

An infantry team carried out a massacre, but the bodies were not discovered until after dawn. What a terrifying group of Chinese people this is? Does this also mean that they can reach the headquarters of his 36th Infantry Regiment at any time and threaten him?

Banjiro's head was cut off?

After the angry Japanese infantry commander vented his anger by cutting down the wooden table, the first military order he issued was to withdraw the regiment headquarters from the building 500 meters away from Sihang Warehouse to 800 meters away, and lay down continuous

After several barbed wire fences and all members of the infantry squad directly under the wing headquarters building a defense line around the wing headquarters, they still felt that it was not safe enough. They also ordered an infantry squadron to be transferred from the 3rd Infantry Brigade, which had slightly more combatants, as a security force for the wing headquarters.

, the defense circle of the entire wing headquarters was expanded to 200 meters, with a total of three layers inside and outside.

For those who didn’t know, I thought the 36th Infantry Regiment was facing an attack from the Chinese defenders!

Although it was a bit embarrassing, Wakitajiro was not willing to let the Chinese use his head to ask for credit from his superiors. This would be an unbearable blow to him, the 36th Infantry Regiment and even the 9th Division.

Not only the wing headquarters, but also other units have learned the lessons of the 1st Infantry Group, oh, no, the 1st Infantry Squadron, and have redeployed their defense lines. Not only are sentries standing guard at night, but there are also patrols.

There are even more cautious ones who simply lay infantry mines in front of the trenches.

The warriors of the Japanese Empire were not afraid of dying bravely on the battlefield, but they could not get a good night's sleep without having their heads chopped off by the terrifying Chinese! The Japanese major-level commander used this explanation against his will to encourage morale, which was once again sluggish.

The Japanese army was busy adjusting their defenses due to the dark night attack by Chen Yunfa and others, but the defenders of Sihang Warehouse were not idle either.

The national flag sent by Girl Scout Yang Huimin was so timely. Because the military order was urgent, Xie Jinyuan did not carry the national flag and military flag. Therefore, after receiving the national flag sent by Yang Huimin at the risk of his life, the same day

As soon as the color turned white, Xie Jinyuan resolutely ordered a flag-raising ceremony to be held on the roof of Sihang Warehouse.

Raising the national flag on the battlefield is not a matter of simply raising the national flag. It is very likely to be attacked by Japanese artillery fire. In other words, in just one minute of raising the national flag, one's life may be lost.

But Xie Jinyuan still chose this way. Because this is the last position for Chinese soldiers in Shanghai. Raising the national flag is to declare to the whole country and the world: Shanghai has not fallen, this beautiful east

The economic city is still in the hands of the Chinese military.

It is of great significance. I would rather die than let the national flag fly high over Sihang Warehouse.

There was no flagpole, so the soldiers split the wooden boards from the Four Lines Warehouse into wooden strips, tied them tightly with wires, and erected them high on the roof of the Four Lines Warehouse.

Just as dawn arrived, Xie Jinyuan and regimental deputy Shangguan Yunbiao personally served as flag bearers. Three infantry companies, one machine gun company and four company commanders came. More than 400 defenders, including Chen Yunfa's special operations team

150 people lined up to watch the ceremony, while the commander of the first battalion, Yang Furui, led two other company commanders who were ordered not to go to the roof to guard the interior of the building.

It can be said that in order to raise the national flag, Xie Jinyuan and the soldiers on the roof were ready to sacrifice.

Perhaps, some people will think that Xie Jinyuan is a bit stupid and stubborn in doing this. Even if he wanted to raise the national flag, he sent two soldiers to raise it in twenty seconds. The national flag was flying high above the position, which was already announced to the people of the whole country.

, why take such a big risk and put more than 100 officers and soldiers in danger.

However, in the hearts of all soldiers, as Lieutenant Colonel Xie Jinyuan said: The flag of the country and the nation is sacred, and it must be raised into the sky with our military salute and reverential gaze.

Yes, if you are not a soldier, you may never understand that the important thing about a flag is not how it flies, but how it is rooted in your heart. For this flag, soldiers can shed their lives and blood, so why should they be afraid?

What about the overwhelming artillery fire from the Japanese army?

To put it bluntly, this is not only the flag of the country and the nation, but also the spiritual flag in the hearts of the soldiers. As long as this flag does not fall, then this position will be fought to the last man, and no one will surrender.

In the morning light of Shanghai, the national flag slowly rose in the blue sky. All the officers and soldiers present who were allowed to go to the rooftop to watch the ceremony stood at attention and performed a military salute, singing military songs in a low voice.

"Get up! The ravaged Chinese nation,

Arise! slaves groaning under the iron heel!

Having lost our land, we desperately try to seize it from the enemy!

Lost their families, rushed together to the enemy's battlefield;

How much wealth we have has been robbed by the enemy;

How many of our brothers have died in this great struggle!

One day, I will pay this blood debt to the enemy!

One day, everything on earth will belong to us!

......."

A "War Song" was sung by more than 150 officers and soldiers while performing military salutes, looking at the national flag, and spread throughout the south bank of the Suzhou River.

On the south bank of the Suzhou River, although it was just dawn, tens of thousands of Chinese civilians had already gathered again. After yesterday's battle, they had feelings for this lone army that had been trying to hold on and beat the Japanese army miserably.

Great expectations are like the last straw in the hands of a drowning person.

Everyone knows that once urban Shanghai falls, people like them will become completely homeless. Their homes are not on the streets of the concession, but in the city that is crying under the gunfire. Even if it is dilapidated,

Even if there are only a few tiles left, it is still home! As long as they are given time, they will still build a house on that land and give their elderly parents and young children a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Instead of

Living on the streets in the concession, he endured the looks of the foreigners and the charity of the wealthy Chinese in the concession.

They need a home.

And this lonely army is their last hope. If they are here, their home will still be there. If they die, their home will be gone and there will be no more.

"They're raising the flag!"

"They're still here!"

"They are singing military songs!"

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The civilians who were sitting on the street waiting silently for the day to come looked at the rising national flag and listened to the low and powerful military songs. They jumped up one after another and rushed to the river bank.

With the military songs chanted by the soldiers in his mouth, he stopped and looked up.

This dawn is definitely a morning that the soldiers and civilians in Zhabei, Shanghai, will never forget.

Amid the military songs sung loudly by tens of thousands of people, the national flag flew high above Sihang Warehouse, the last Chinese position in Shanghai.

Countless Chinese people saw it, and they cheered and jumped for joy.

The Japanese saw it too.

Amid Jiro Wakita's angry roar, they had already proven that their cannon and mortar fire on the Sihang Warehouse was useless.

Of course, before that, Xie Jinyuan, who had raised the flag, led all the officers and soldiers back to the building. Even the Chinese people quietly stood back dozens of meters. Including the garrison troops in the concessions of the three Western countries, they all put their bodies deep into the building.

Hide deeply under cover.

Everyone knew that the angry Japanese army would never let the Chinese flag fly over the Chinese positions easily.

The Japanese artillery fire arrived as expected.

In the dusk of dawn in Shanghai, the artillery fire struck the solid walls of the Sixing Warehouse extremely brilliantly. But in this extremely brilliant but cruel artillery fire, the Chinese national flag fluttered in the wind with incomparable strength.

Looking up at the flag that stood so close amid the artillery fire, the Chinese people in the audience burst into tears.

"Fire back!" Xie Jinyuan roared in the building.

For the first time, the defenders inside the building used mortars to launch artillery fire on the Japanese troops outside the building. Perhaps the range of the mortars was not enough to hit the Japanese mountain cannons that were firing brazenly from 3,000 meters away, but the six-gun mortar could

The artillery fire's counterattack at all costs also showed that the Chinese defenders also had the ability to fight back.

If you want to blow up my building, you can. But if you want to blow up my flag, you can't.

The Sihang Warehouse was completely shrouded in smoke by Japanese artillery fire, but the Japanese positions were also bombed into thick smoke.

As you came and went, an even more bloody battle began in Sihang Warehouse on the second day.

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ps: I received a reminder message from the editor yesterday afternoon. I was in a bad mood. I tinkered with it all night and still couldn't get into the state. Today's chapter actually didn't write the feeling Feng Yue wanted. Please forgive me and just make do with it for now!

Fengyue still needs to revise the article and try hard to meet the editor's requirements. The subscription has not been very good in the past two days, but I still hope that everyone will continue to support me. Alas! I feel so hurt! My daughter also failed in the math test, only Chinese and composition were acceptable.

To Feng Yue's satisfaction, it was a very gloomy day.

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