"Sir!" An officer covered in blood slowly walked up to Yu Zhiqian, lowered his head and prepared to report the casualties. Yu Zhiqian shook his head and raised his hand: "Eat breakfast first, and then report after eating!" Yu Zhiqian After he finished speaking, he took out a steamed bun and handed it over.
The officer nodded, stretched out his hand with one finger missing to take the bun, and slowly sat down next to Yu Zhiqian. As for washing his hands, he had no time now. After fighting all night, if he could survive, for everyone. It's a blessing for anyone, as for other things, who cares?
Yu Zhiqian gently tore open the steamed buns. These steamed buns were prepared before, not freshly steamed. They were very hard, similar to the steamed buns that Yu Zhiqian ate in the army that could knock his teeth out. It felt like a Made by a chef.
Tear off a layer of skin from the steamed buns and put it in your mouth. It is mixed with saliva and someone’s blood. The taste is hard to describe, but at this time, everyone is hungry, and no one cares about the taste. It tastes good and can be eaten, which is happiness.
Turning around and looking around, the Sihang Warehouse had changed its appearance. The empty warehouse floor was now full of corpses, most of them Japanese. Most of the injured defenders and sacrificed Chinese soldiers had been killed. Reinforce yourself. As for the Japanese soldiers, no one cares about them now.
"Damn, there's not even a bite to eat!" A veteran named Zhou Lin turned over the corpses of several Japanese and found that apart from weapons and ammunition, he didn't find any cans. After Yu Zhiqian heard this, he looked back and saw Looking carefully at the Japanese corpses on the ground, it seems that I really haven't found the small bag carrying dry food on my back.
"Don't waste your energy, let's eat first!" Yu Zhiqian waved at Zhou Lin, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and threw it over.
"Thank you sir!"
After Zhou Lin received the candy, he immediately grinned. He was a veteran, an absolute veteran. He was in his thirties, had fought in the civil war, had gone through many ups and downs, and had worn many different military uniforms. He may have more battlefield experience than Yu Zhigan. Be enough.
Most of the soldiers who died last night were inexperienced soldiers. It cannot be said that they were new recruits. They had all been on the battlefield and seen blood. It was just that people like Zhou Lin, who had fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, were not surprised at all. , there are still ways to protect yourself.
Of course, it doesn't mean that they are lazy or hiding during the battle. This group of people also fights bravely to kill the enemy. They just have their own uniqueness in many experiences and aspects. After the battle, the true nature of this veteran is revealed.
"Sir, I still have some meat here. Do you want to have a taste?" After saying that, he secretly took out a can of pork. After seeing it, Yu Zhiqian took it and took out two pieces of candy from his pocket and handed it over: "Two pieces." I'll give you the candy, and by the way, there's also half a pack of cigarettes. Xiao Wang, come over here and give this can to the wounded above so they can replenish it!"
"good!"
A soldier who was eating a steamed bun nodded and took the can of pork handed over by Yu Zhiqian. This guy is now Yu Zhiqian's little follower. During the previous battle, Yu Zhiqian saved him twice, and he was the only one in their class. Alone, Yu Zhiqian happened to be short of a messenger, so he stayed by his side.
"Sir, you are a good person!" Zhou Lin looked at Yu Zhiqian's movements, gave Yu Zhiqian a thumbs up, then opened a piece of candy, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed: "Sweet!"
After he finished speaking, he took out the remaining two pieces of candy and said, "Lame lao San, are you dead or not?"
"Lame old man!"
Zhou Lin called out a few words, but no one responded. He suddenly looked a little lonely. At this time, a voice came out from the far corner: "What is your name? You Zhou Laoer is not dead yet!" After finishing speaking, , there was a man about the same age as Zhou Lin in the distance, limping over.
"Here you go, the candy the officer gave you is very sweet. By the way, here's Boss Wu!"
Lame Lao San took the candy, looked at it, tore it open, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Boss Wu, he's dead!"
"That's called sacrifice, not death!"
"You are the only one who is educated!" After Zhou Lin finished speaking, he turned his head, and Yu Zhiqian saw tears streaming down his face.
Breakfast was very depressing. Everyone was eating steamed buns. Xie Jinyuan came down with three steamed buns. After seeing Yu Zhiqian, he sat next to Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, the casualties have been roughly calculated!"
"I haven't asked my brother to count the casualties yet!"
Xie Jinyuan smiled: "Sir, there is no need to count. There were 423 of us before. Including the people you saved, there are now 376 left!"
"How much was sacrificed?"
"More than sixty people!"
"Well, more than sixty people!"
Both of them fell into silence. Xie Jinyuan touched his pocket: "Sir, do you have a cigarette?"
"Yes! I picked it up from a Japs. I wonder if you are used to smoking it!" After saying that, he took out one and handed it over.
After Xie Jinyuan lit a cigarette for Yu Zhiqian, he looked around: "Sir, what should we do in the future? Are we going to keep it like this?"
Xie Jinyuan's voice was very low. As a regiment leader, he knew very well that it was impossible to continue to defend like this. If he continued to defend, it would be useless, and the huge casualties made Xie Jinyuan have to consider his own retreat.
"Today is the 27th. We estimate that we will have to hold on until November at the latest. Whether we can hold on or not depends on us, but I have some other ideas!"
Xie Jinyuan turned to look at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, what do you want to do?"
"Kill Matsui Iwane!"
"Kill Matsui Iwane?" Xie Jinyuan was startled by Yu Zhiqian's plan. He stood up from the ground and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, we are trapped in the Sixing Warehouse now. How can we assassinate Matsui Iwane?"
Xie Jinyuan felt that this mysterious commander of his was a little crazy. He actually wanted to assassinate Matsui Iwane. Matsui Iwane and Xie Jinyuan knew that he was the commander of the Japanese Expeditionary Force. Many Chinese people hated him with itch, but there was nothing they could do about it. !
"There are ways, but we still have to hold on for one day today. I'm thinking of a way at night!"
"Okay, sir, later I will transfer a platoon from the reserve team to guard the first floor, and the rest will stay on the second floor to support the first floor at any time!"
Yu Zhiqian nodded and looked up at the ceiling: "In this way, you find someone to find a way to make some holes on the second floor where the windows and doors on the first floor can be seen. In this case, there will be no Japanese on the first floor. If you come in, the brothers on the second floor can also support the first floor, but be careful not to touch the load-bearing wall!"
"good!"
After eating breakfast for more than ten minutes and finishing a piece of steamed bun that was difficult to swallow, everyone began to get busy and clean up the battlefield. The casualties were also roughly counted. More than forty soldiers died on the first floor, and the remaining five In total, there are only twenty people.
Moreover, almost all the defenders on the first floor were injured. Broken hands and other minor injuries were considered minor injuries. Many of them had penetrating wounds of up to 30%, but even so, most of them only had a slight bandage and continued to return. Go to the first floor and prepare to continue fighting.
"The old way, brothers pile the corpses of the Japanese into the window. If there are too many, just reinforce them behind and let the Japanese fight the Japanese!"
Now we don't even consider the problem after the body becomes smelly. All the materials that can be used must be hit. The windows behind the first floor have begun to be reinforced. If someone wants to make a sneak attack, they need to break the windows. People will be prepared and don't have to worry about a surprise attack by the Japanese.
In the end, all the Japanese corpses in the building had been cleared away, and a total of 316 Japanese soldiers were killed. This number also surprised Yu Zhiqian. Such a large casualty ratio was almost ten to one. , note that the ten are Japanese, not the Chinese army.
"Sir, we didn't kill many Japs with bayonets. They were all killed by us after the Japs rushed in. If there hadn't been a sneak attack by Japs from behind, we wouldn't have needed the help of the reserve team!"
"Well, collect the remains of the fallen soldiers and register the list collectively!"
"yes!"
At this time, Yu Zhiqian saw Zhou Lin kneeling in front of a sacrificed body, holding the candy given to him by Yu Zhiqian in his hand, tearing open the packaging bag with trembling hands, and stuffing the candy into his mouth with trembling hands: "Old man Wu, this candy is very sweet. It is the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. You should try it too. We three brothers, you should leave first. I knew it. I knew it. You said you, why didn’t you wait? Waiting for us!"
After he finished speaking, he began to cry loudly. Yu Zhiqian slowly walked over and patted his shoulder gently. Zhou Lin turned around and saw that it was Yu Zhiqian, and immediately wiped his eyes: "Sir, let me You are laughing!"
"Is this your brother?"
Zhou Lin nodded: "The three of us joined the army at the same time and participated in many battles together. Later, we were the only ones who joined the army together. He is the oldest, so I call him Boss Wu. I am the second oldest. The lame guy just now was also Call me Zhou Laoer, there were originally four and five, but they were all sacrificed!"
"Don't worry, your sacrifices will not be in vain. Have you heard a saying? Everyone is destined to die. Some people are as light as a hair, and some are heavier than Mount Tai. The sacrifices of Lao Wu and other brothers are heavier than Taishan, after the Japanese are beaten away, everyone will remember you, you are all heroes!"
"Well, did you hear Lao Wu? The officer said you are a hero. You are an old boy. When you were alive, you were a coward. You kept telling us not to rush too fast during the war and to hide behind. I didn't expect that after you die, He actually became a hero!"
Yu Zhiqian sighed and looked at the soldiers around him who were collecting the corpses of his comrades: "Brothers are in a bad mood. If you cry, cry loudly. After crying, continue to fight the Japanese. Don't suppress your feelings and fight. Someone is about to die, and these brothers are just one step ahead of us. I will sacrifice in the future, and so will you. I hope that when I sacrifice, someone will cry twice to say goodbye to me!"
After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a moment. Not only did a group of people not cry, but some of them showed a slight smile.
The Sihang Warehouse is busy here. People on the first floor are busy collecting corpses, collecting weapons and ammunition, and repairing positions. People on the second floor are busy digging holes. The internal structure of the Sihang Warehouse is also very strong, but it is difficult. Fell soldiers, among the supplies collected throughout the warehouse there are some hammers and other tools.
The location chosen by Yu Zhiqian is about six meters away from the window on the second floor, with an opening half a meter long and wide. In this way, you can see the situation below the first floor by lying on the second floor. After the Japanese enter the Sihang Warehouse, they need to face The right thing is that the firepower is no longer on the first floor, but also on the second floor. This can reduce part of the pressure on the first floor.
But the only troublesome thing now is that the structure of the four-row warehouse is relatively thick, and it takes a lot of effort to open an opening. When Yu Zhiqian went up to the second floor, he saw a group of soldiers with hammers and chisels, hammering hard.
"How long will this take?" Yu Zhiqian looked at the sweating soldiers and looked at Xie Jinyuan. Xie Jinyuan shook his head: "I don't know. I just drilled a hole. The wall is more than 20 centimeters thick. I want to follow what you said." It won’t be until noon at least to type it out!”
"We have to get through it by noon. The first floor is the focus of the enemy's attack. We have no worries about holding the four-row warehouse on the first floor. If we can't hold it, we may all be doomed. Brothers, work harder and beat the enemy when the time comes. I don’t even know my own mother!”
"good!"
Except for some of the soldiers from the third to sixth floors who were observing the movements of the Japanese, most of them were resting. Yu Zhiqian came to the top floor. Yesterday, only a hole was blown out of the top floor. Today, the guardrails on the top floor are almost gone. Last night, When the Japanese attacked, they took advantage of various artillery bombardments to carry out shelling. The walls of the building were riddled with holes. Some walls were even hit by two or three artillery shells, leaving holes more than ten centimeters deep. However, there were still no cracks, only on the top floor. The guardrail was a weak point and was blown down.
There are only two machine gun positions left above, and two heavy machine guns have been blown up by mortars. The only thing that is still standing is the flagpole standing on the top floor, with the national flag hanging, still fluttering in the wind.
"Dai Qiang, have all the machine gun positions on the Japs side been resolved?"
"Boss, kill them. No one of the Japanese soldiers dares to go to the machine gun position now!"
"That's good!"
After a round of inspection, Yu Zhiqian finally took a telescope and stood on the top floor to look outside the Sihang Warehouse. After an afternoon and a night of bloody battles, the outside of the Sihang Warehouse changed its appearance. Yesterday morning, it was similar to most Shanghai streets, but now But it's like Shura hell.
There are corpses everywhere, as well as wildfires and black smoke. No one has counted how many people the Japanese sacrificed last night, and there is no time to count them. Looking around, there are corpses scattered on the ground. The Japanese have not had time to repair the corpses. In the distance, the machine gun positions built by the Japanese were clearly visible, but no one inside dared to show their heads now, for fear of being beaten.
