What are they digging tunnels for? No need to guess, they must be trying to escape!
MMB! Wakiitajiro wants to scold you again. It’s so disrespectful. I just praised you to the sky. Even a man like me who was beaten black and blue by you wants to give up his hatred and make friends with you, just to show that you are not so strong.
You scumbag, but you are just playing this for me, trying to dig a tunnel and escape?
This is a rhythm that will not stop until Colonel Jiro Wakiita and the entire 6th Infantry Regiment are brought to shame!
Well, in the mind of this obviously abnormal Japanese commander, the stronger and tougher the Chinese army is, the better.
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As for where to dig the tunnel, is there any need to say? It must be digging towards the concession on the south bank of the Suzhou River! The left, middle and right sides are already tightly surrounded by an army of three thousand people. Can it be dug to these three sides? That is not self-defeating.
Are you throwing yourself into a trap? No one with normal thinking would do this!
Want to keep digging out the position? I'm afraid it has to be at least 1,000 meters above ground. Can you dig it out in less than half a year?
Running peat... Jiro Wakibata tried to calm down in the astonished eyes of his colleagues and ordered, "Order the imperial warriors in front to speed up the digging progress of the trenches. They must dig to the front of the four-row warehouse forty meters before sunset."
Mi Chu."
"Forty meters?" The Japanese colonel was suddenly startled, "Your Excellency Wakiitajiro, is it too close? If the Chinese stand on a high place and throw grenades into the trench, they will cause casualties."
"Do you think the imperial warriors in the trenches at the rear are living for a living? As long as the Chinese figure appears in their field of vision, it is the end of their lives." Jiro Wakiba said expressionlessly, biting his molars and replying.
"Moreover, all the casualties are worth it to prevent the Chinese from escaping. The closer we are to the Chinese position, the faster we can dig tunnels into the warehouse."
"What do you mean, Your Excellency?" The Japanese colonel's pupils shrank suddenly.
On the side, Takeo Kitajima also looked thoughtful.
"Yes, the Chinese digging tunnels reminded me that if they can dig, so can we." Jiro Wakita narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, "It's just that they want to escape, but we want to attack.
, bury the explosives directly under the warehouse."
"Isn't the wall of the warehouse very thick? It can withstand the infantry artillery and mountain artillery of the Imperial Army. Then I want to see if it can withstand the power of 100 kilograms of explosives." Colonel Jiro Wakiita's expression suddenly turned ferocious.
More importantly, he is proud.
This move that came to mind in the flash of lightning is really good! The distance of forty meters is not that long, but as long as you don’t want to dig a tunnel to attack the warehouse, you only need to dig a hole that can accommodate two people to crawl and then store it.
One hundred kilograms of explosive packets is actually not too difficult for engineers who are good at civil engineering work. It only takes most of the night.
And the most wonderful thing about this trick is that even if the Chinese know that they are digging a tunnel to the Sihang Warehouse, they are helpless. There are too many roads leading to the Sihang Warehouse, unless they have the ability to dig a deep tunnel around the Sihang Warehouse first.
A gap of five meters.
It's a pity that they are not Kong Ming, and they cannot calculate the development of the battlefield in the later period. Now, even if they want to dig, it is too late. An infantry squadron has arrived in the trench 300 meters away with machine guns and rifles. The guns in the hands are not vegetarian.
, the infantry artillery and cannons that are bombarding the front are not just decorations.
They were destined to watch helplessly as the thick wall they thought was indestructible was blasted away by the Imperial Army's superb civil engineering work.
Being able to quickly find such a correct response from the enemy's actions may be the difference between wisdom and stupidity! Wakitajiro, who had been feeling a little discouraged for the past two days, now felt quite proud.
"Hi! Your Excellency is right. I will order my Hancheng Regiment to dig ten tunnels into the warehouse from three sides at the same time, and bury 300 kilograms of explosives in each tunnel. This warehouse and all the hateful China that are blocking the imperial army will be destroyed.
All the people will be sent to heaven." The Japanese commander also had a sinister smile on his face.
"No, no, 100 kilograms is enough." Wakitajiro smiled and shook his head this time.
Pointing to the concession in the distance, the Japanese army colonel joked maliciously: "We have to give those Westerners some face. What if too much explosives are buried and the entire warehouse is blown up into the sky and flies onto their heads?"
"Haha, then I will listen to your Majesty and bury 150 kilograms." The Japanese colonel also smiled proudly, "If it really hits the concession, it can only be because the Chinese people have too many arms stored in the warehouse. That's not the case.
What the Imperial Army can control, let them cause trouble with the Chinese!"
"Ha ha!"
The three Japanese assistant officers couldn't help laughing loudly.
In front of their eyes, a scene that made them extremely happy seemed to appear. With the huge power of the explosion of nearly 3,000 kilograms of explosives and the explosion of the original ammunition in the warehouse, the entire Sihang Warehouse was blown up to the sky, leaving countless bricks and bricks.
The tiles smashed the Chinese people gathered by the Suzhou River in the concession to pieces, and the arrogant blue-eyed people looked dumbfounded but helpless with their heads bleeding.
For Jiro Wakiba and Takeo Kitajima, what they hate most is not the defenders in the Sihang Warehouse, but the tens of thousands of Chinese people on the south bank of the Suzhou River and the group of people lying behind the sandbag fortifications to watch the fun.
Westerners.
No matter how badly the Chinese defenders in the warehouse beat them, it was still a matter of life and death in the war between the two countries. But the Chinese people who kept cheering and cheering for the Chinese defenders were too irritating, shouting "Come on!"
Forget it, they actually played new tricks, singing, dancing and playing music, and some even jumped into the river to snatch the corpse without fear of death.
This is too much! How can you make the Imperial Army feel uncomfortable by doing this? It seems that no one of us is shouting and cheering. You must know that behind the Imperial Army, there are also the support of tens of millions of people on the island!
The somewhat abnormal mentality of the two Japanese military officers is actually understandable. Once the home ball market becomes hot, which of the away players will be envious and jealous?
As for Westerners, Jiro Wakibata hates them even more. He promised to fool all the Chinese people, but in the end, what nonsense did you do? You still left a group of stubborn Chinese people here.
In the warehouse, we almost turned half of the infantry regiment into half of the infantry brigade. Forget it if you don't have the ability, you actually dare to lick your face and say not to hit the flowers and grass in your concession while lying down and eating melon seeds.
Watch a play.
Through the telescope, Wakitajiro saw more than one blue eye pointing at the bloody battlefield, laughing so hard that his back teeth came out.
When my explosives send all the four-line warehouses to the sky, I will see if you can still laugh. Jiro Wakibata thought in his mind more than once.
Anyway, as long as this move is successful, all the anger in his heart will be released. Wakiitajiro has even decided that even if he can dig under the Sihang Warehouse at night, he will not rush to blast it, but will wait until there are more Chinese and Westerners during the day.
If we play big explosions after a while, how can we call it "exhilarating"?
If it weren't for the lack of atmosphere, Jiro Wakiita would have the urge to sing "Sakura" in the simple headquarters.
In Sihang Warehouse, Lei Xiong, who had decided not to stick to Sihang Warehouse and was preparing to run away and find another place to fight the Japanese soldiers, pointed to the Japanese troops in front who were working hard like groundhogs and introduced to Chen Yunfa: "The reinforcements of the Japanese soldiers are coming.
, Brother Chen, do you know where those gangsters are from?"
Chen Yunfa watched for a long time, but he didn't find any difference between this group of Japanese soldiers and other Japanese soldiers. He shook his head in confusion: "Why, these little devils are special? Traitors?"
"Where we are, we call them Bangchui. They have forgotten that our ancestors worked hard for the Japs." Lei Xiong spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth with disdain. "Based on our combat experience with the Japs in Zhabei, all Japs
In the sequence, as long as the person is not wearing a helmet, he is a club."
"Those guys from the north?" Chen Yunfa's eyes were filled with coldness.
"Yes!" Lei Xiong replied casually. "I don't know if it's because these sticks have their foreheads squeezed by the door. They are so good and so good that they are used as dogs for the Japanese. The Japanese don't even say anything about pooping and soaking them in hot water for them to eat."
, not even given a helmet.”
"Since these are the gangsters, let me tell the brothers that I will increase the explosives to two hundred kilograms. If they want to play with it, I will give them a big one." Chen Yunfa said while grinding his back molars.
"Uh...Brother Chen, there's no need!" Lei Xiong couldn't help but shuddered. "Two hundred kilograms won't bury us in it!"
"Don't worry, considering the foundation of the Sixing Warehouse, as long as these 200 kilograms of explosives are not buried directly underneath, it won't collapse." The expression on Chen Yunfa's face was rare and ferocious.
He remembered that before leaving, the commander of the regiment specifically explained that although the little Japs were hateful, the group of second Japs called sticks who came this time were even more hateful. In his words, if the dead little Japs were the good Japs, then
The good Japanese devil is the skinned Japanese devil.
Liu Lang always remembered the description in military history of the army composed of people from Japanese colonies. As the first army to climb the Nanjing Tower, what they did in Nanjing was even worse than that of the Japanese invaders.
Even the Japanese aggressors who beheaded people in a beheading competition could not compare with their cruelty. Without even looking at the details, Liu Lang completely sentenced this stick army to death in his heart. Against the Japanese Sixth Division, Sixteenth Division and the Bangzi Army
The military order to take no prisoners had been circulated among the independent regiment's officers above the rank of lieutenant long before the independent regiment arrived in Nanjing. Although there was no formal military order archived and issued, the officers all knew that this was already a military order.
Otherwise, Liu Tuanzuo would have spoken long ago. If he did not speak, it would be acquiescence. This kind of military order will not be archived, and everyone just knows it. As for those who dare to disobey, from the battle of Qigen Village, a small soldier
Looking at the fact that Battalion Commander Liu Dazhu had to be whipped naked for not respecting military orders, you can tell from your buttocks that the consequences would be serious.
That's right, Lei Xiong is indeed a veteran who has fought in Songhu for more than two months. His judgment is correct. This reinforced infantry regiment is an army composed of stick men. Their biggest feature is that they don't have helmets, and,
Even more cruel and cruel than the Japanese army.
Although people in the future will not know the origin of their extremely ferocious mentality, it is just a psychological effect of bullying the weaker ones to show their status in the master's heart. Just like a hound to a hunter, only the one who can hunt more
Only when the prey is eaten can it be appreciated by the master and have meat to eat. Otherwise, it can only eat Xiang.
A bunch of servants, otherwise, a grand colonel captain who leads nearly 000 troops would not act like a pug in front of an army colonel of the same level who was still beaten to a semi-disabled state. In fact, even Bei Dao
A lieutenant commander like Takeo, the colonel named Gao Liangbi also had to kneel down and lick him.
Who told him that he was a stick? He was used to it.
Under the command of the chief, a group of sticks dug in desperately did not know that the Chinese defenders on the opposite side had turned the 100 kilograms of explosives that had been transported 40 meters away from the warehouse into 00 kilograms that made Lei Xiong even show his teeth.
There is no way, who made them a stick? Even the second brother Chen grinded his teeth in a rare way. (To be continued)