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Chapter 1423 No one still scare you to death

The hammer soldiers, filled with anxiety and excitement, poured into the blasted hole for two full minutes, but no fierce gunshots were heard as people imagined.

Tens of thousands of Chinese people almost stopped breathing, and the hearts of the Japanese soldiers in the field trenches and several Japanese military officers such as Jiro Wakiita were in their throats. Those big holes were like the ferocious mouths of giant beasts, swallowing all the hundreds of Japanese soldiers.

Devour.

The whole scene was silent.

Until a Japanese soldier ran out crazily and cheered loudly: "Victory, victory! The Chinese have escaped!" The figures of the mallet soldiers gradually appeared on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse. They waved the sun flag tied to the bayonet vigorously.

Showing their glory, the emotions of the Japanese soldiers in the trenches were aroused. They jumped out of the trenches one after another, holding up their guns and shouting "Long live the Empire!"

That was a victory for the Japanese army. Even if they captured an empty fortress, it also meant that they had won. The last position that the Chinese had held for a week had also been conquered by them.

Tens of thousands of Chinese people burst into tears. The last position in Shanghai that they had held for a week was lost. Many people looked at the sun flag waved triumphantly by the Japanese army and couldn't help crying.

"How did you do this? How did you lose the warehouse so easily?" The rickshaw driver looked gloomy and muttered to himself as he sat down on the ground.

"Brother, don't be sad. The warehouse is lost, but the brothers across the street are fine." The middle-aged man in a long coat was stunned for a while, then patted the rickshaw driver and comforted him. "Look, so far, there hasn't been a single gunshot in the warehouse.

If it rang, what does that mean? It means that the brothers have already withdrawn, and the Japanese devils just missed the target. What's there to be proud of? This means that our Chinese army is strong! Fight if you want, and leave if you want. The Japanese devils

I can only follow behind and eat my shit!"

"That's right. It's fine if the officers withdraw. As long as you're alive, you can't fight the Japanese wherever you go." The rickshaw driver's mood became obviously high again.

"Okay, brother, you won't be wasting your time here for a few days. What do you mean by this sentence? As long as you live, you can't fight Japanese invaders anywhere. You have a level." The middle-aged man in a long coat was in a good mood and couldn't help but praise himself.

A companion got up.

"Didn't I learn that from your brother Zhou?" The rickshaw driver grinned. "Don't tell me, I used to be scared to death when I saw the Japanese, but now! Give me a gun, and I will dare to

If you gesture with them twice, won’t they just use those two times? After firing the cannon, they will charge, and if they can’t charge in, they will continue to fire?”

"Haha! That makes sense. There's nothing to fear from little devils. No matter how powerful they are now, one day we Chinese will kill his grandson."

...

Many Chinese people must have come to their senses by now. The Japs occupied the Sihang Warehouse without firing a single shot. Doesn't that prove that the Chinese soldiers who were determined to fight to the death have withdrawn? Although looking at the Japanese

Waving bayonets and sun flags arrogantly on top of the warehouse is extremely uncomfortable, but at the end of the day, it's okay to be fine.

However, few people have as optimistic personalities as the duo. Seeing that the last position in Shanghai finally fell, I couldn't help but feel a little blocked. I still hesitated and refused to leave.

After all, they still harbored the last glimmer of hope. Maybe those brave soldiers just showed weakness to the enemy and emerged from nowhere to kill these proud Japanese soldiers!

To be honest, except for the Chinese people and the Japanese who were feeling frustrated, not everyone at the scene was happy.

For example, the hundreds of people of the 36th Infantry Regiment who were in the 500-meter trench preparing for the fourth wave of attack were not happy at all at the moment, especially when they saw a group of servants who they usually looked down upon.

While cheering on the battlefield with rifles raised high.

In my heart! It’s really a mixed bag of emotions.

On the one hand, they felt lucky that they no longer had to go to a battlefield filled with bullets, but on the other hand, they couldn't help but feel a little sour. If they had known this would happen, they would have been the first to attack the man who climbed up to the top of the warehouse and waved the military flag.

It should belong to them.

The Chinese are so bad. They pushed them to the ground and rubbed them hard, but when these gangsters came up to them, the Chinese ran away without saying a word. This must be specifically against the 36th Infantry Regiment!

Not only the ordinary soldiers of the 36th Infantry Regiment had this idea, but their two commanders, Jiro Wakiba and Takeo Kitajima, also thought so. Listening to the mallet soldiers who ran out of the warehouse to report the news, they loudly reported to the warehouse.

Not a single Chinese figure was found in the warehouse. When they easily occupied the entire warehouse, Wakibajiro felt no joy of victory at all. Instead, he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Didn't we agree to fight till the last man? You don't keep your credibility! Wakiitajiro didn't pay attention to the stick commander who was laughing with his molar teeth. Instead, he gave the military order with a livid face: "It's too early to celebrate now.

The Chinese had a great conspiracy and ordered the entire army not to act rashly. The two infantry squadrons that entered the Sihang Warehouse quickly retreated, leaving two infantry squads to conduct a thorough investigation inside the Sihang Warehouse to find out how the Chinese escaped.

No, maybe they are still hiding in a place that we haven't discovered yet, or maybe they have hidden enough explosives to send the entire Sihang Warehouse into the sky."

Originally, Colonel Bangchui was still a little dissatisfied with Wakitajiro's attitude of not having a good look after completing the combat mission, but as soon as he heard Wakitajiro's last words, all his dissatisfaction suddenly turned into fear, and the hairs on his body almost stood up.

Get up. In fact, the Chinese used explosives to blow him up yesterday.

Not a single shot was fired, only trenches were dug. As a result, three infantry squadrons were reduced to ashes, and one infantry squadron was rendered deaf. The consequences of this are mild.

As the Japanese military command issued the military order, the Chinese people saw the Japanese soldiers who were still cheering slipping back into the trenches. The Japanese soldiers on the roof proudly shouting "Long Live the Empire" and waving the sun flag disappeared.

A group of Japanese soldiers without helmets ran out of the building and jumped into the nearest trench.

"Are our people fighting back again?" The rickshaw driver asked with a bit of joy as he watched the Japanese soldiers retreating in amazement. "No shots were fired!"

The middle-aged man in a long robe also frowned, listened for a while with his ears open, shook his head and said: "There was no sound of gunfire, and there was no sound of shouting to kill. It doesn't look like our people are fighting back."

"Then why are they running?"

...

After a while, the middle-aged man in long robes realized what he was doing. Excitement surged on his face. He clapped his hands and said, "Why are you running? Hey, are you afraid of bombs? Our people must have come to the concession a long time ago. Before leaving,

Explosives must have been planted in the warehouse. The little devil found out and ran away in fear."

"Then why didn't you blow it up? Seeing that all the little devils have escaped!" the rickshaw driver said with an annoyed look on his face.

"Yeah! Why don't you explode?" The middle-aged man in the robe also looked annoyed. "I guess the officers didn't calculate the time well! Oh! What a pity. If the fuse is long enough and reaches here, I can detonate it as soon as I press it.

It's a weapon, no one who goes in will want to escape."

Two ordinary Chinese people analyzed this scene using the poor military knowledge they had learned from the actual combat they had observed in the past few days. Naturally, they could only scratch the surface and not find the key points. In fact, let alone

They, even professional soldiers, are currently unable to determine the true intentions of the Chinese defenders of Sihang Warehouse.

Because the defenders disappeared, disappearing out of thin air into the Sihang Warehouse surrounded by Japanese troops.

The Japanese army conducted a blanket search in the Sihang Warehouse, trying to find the Chinese soldiers who caused the horrific explosion yesterday. Even if they left, they still wanted to know how they escaped.

The old man with a goatee, the commander of the concession garrison, was also confused at this moment. Although he was happy that the Chinese and Japanese troops finally did not have to fight on the edge of the concession, he also knew that the Chinese defenders in the warehouse did not cross the border last night.

Crossing the Suzhou River and arriving at the concession, even though in his heart he extremely welcomed the Chinese army to lay down their arms and give up resistance and enter here.

However, the Brigadier General, who has built nearly 1,000 meters of fortifications along the south bank of the Suzhou River, dared to use his title of Baron of the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets to guarantee that no Chinese soldier crossed his fortifications and entered the concession last night.

So, where did the Chinese go? Could it be that they flew away from the sky?

Flying into the sky is impossible. At night, the surroundings are brightly illuminated on the roof of the four-row warehouse. Even if they all grow wings, they cannot fly away silently. The only way is to escape. The sun never sets.

The Imperial Brigadier's face twitched slightly, the Chinese are really good at planning! They built plank roads secretly in Chen Cang and resisted desperately for a week, which gave ordinary Chinese countless hope and courage, but secretly they had already secretly dug tunnels and were ready to escape at any time, and

, the tunnel exit is within the concession, this possibility is definitely more than 99%.

Otherwise, no one can dig a tunnel of more than 200 meters in a week just by manpower, especially if it has to be dug through the bottom of the Suzhou River. In fact, even so, in the Brigadier's opinion, it is a miraculous project.

In fact, he still underestimated the difficulty of digging a tunnel from Sihang Warehouse to the concession. In order to build this 1,500-meter-long tunnel that can cross the bottom of the Suzhou River, Boss Du hired nearly 100 people and divided them into three shifts to work day and night.

It took half a year to be considered completed. It was impossible to even think about relying on the defenders in the Sihang Warehouse to complete the project independently, even if it was only 200 meters as the brigadier general guessed, and it would take less than a month.

The old man with the goatee thought this, and Jiro Wakibata naturally thought of it too. He immediately ordered two infantry teams to search the Sihang Warehouse. In addition to looking for explosives, the other focus was to find the tunnel entrance. Just as Brigadier General Smallet imagined.

It was slightly different. He stubbornly believed that the Chinese probably didn't have time to dig a tunnel to the concession. They were just hiding somewhere underground, trying to wait until everyone relaxed their vigilance before they could kill them.

Based on the cunningness of the Chinese defenders of Sihang Warehouse, he judged that the possibility was at least higher than 80%.

It has to be said that the saying that a long-term illness makes a good doctor is correct. After being pressed to the ground and rubbed by the Chinese defenders for a week, the Japanese colonel's thinking has been expanded a lot. Many previously impossible ideas are now firmly believed by him.

Probably.

Even though his statement made the stick commander, who had already made great achievements and felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life, lowered his head and curled his lips secretly.

In his opinion, poor Colonel Jiro Wakiba was frightened by the Chinese.


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