"Sir, according to your request, the depth is four meters, supported by sleepers. The brothers took turns to dig, and now it has extended about twenty meters outside the warehouse." Wang Changhe, the newly appointed squad leader, stood out of the queue and reported to Tang Dao.
"Only twenty meters?" Tang Dao frowned and walked out of the room to listen to the gunfire that had become sparse outside. He said coldly: "While the Japanese army has not yet attacked, let the brothers in the battle positions replace the tired brothers first.
Let’s speed up the excavation progress.”
"Yes!" Although Wang Changhe responded firmly, there was a hint of hesitation on his face.
"Sir, there is too much underground water in Songhu. The water in the tunnel is now waist deep. It is too difficult to dig, and people cannot stay there for a long time!"
Speaking of Tang Dao's hobby of digging tunnels, it really makes people scratch their heads. It's okay to introduce water from the Suzhou River into the warehouse. That is because they hope that people from the concession can sneak in directly through the passage, and it can also deliver water to the inside of the warehouse.
As long as sentries are arranged to be on duty at night, even if the Japanese know that there is this passage, they will die one by one or one by one.
But since the Japanese army started shelling in the morning, Tang Dao organized several infantry companies to take turns to dig tunnels outside the warehouse. What the hell? Could it be that he wanted to dig tunnels all the way to the Japanese position a few hundred meters away to give them
Lay a huge thunder mine?
Let alone the 400 men in a battalion, even if they take turns to go into battle and dig out their arms with shovels and pickaxes, they still can't dig through it. Even if they dig through, what will happen?
Not to mention the vastness of the Japanese position, the key point is that they think they are stupid? How can they not be alert if they have dug them under their feet?
If the tunnel collapses due to the vibration of the shell explosion, it is more likely that the brothers who are still working hard to dig will be buried alive in it, and even gods can't save it.
Captain Wang's military experience was not long, he was a five-year soldier, but he also had sufficient combat experience. Based on his understanding, spending a lot of manpower and material resources to dig such a tunnel would be harmful and useless.
Tang Dao's steps paused slightly, without looking back: "Too much water? That will save trouble. Pass my order, as long as the Japanese army continues to attack, continue to dig forward, and then dig horizontally when it is about 25 meters away."
Dig in.”
Then he strode out.
The fourth floor headquarters.
The lieutenant colonel of the army looked out the window with his hands behind his back.
It's not a battlefield, it's a concession.
During the day, the people gathered on the south bank of the Suzhou River to watch the battle were almost going crazy!
From morning to dusk, watching the Japanese pirates' ferocious offensives one after another, collapsing again and again under the more determined and violent counterattacks of their own troops, the people's emotions gradually rose to the extreme.
I don’t know when or who in the crowd shouted first. In an instant, thousands of people consciously or unconsciously started shouting again. It only took a cigarette to gather at the scene again.
It became a scalp-numbing roar.
"Down with Japanese imperialism!"
"Long live the Chinese nation!"
"Arise, you who do not want to be slaves!"
"Big knife, chop off the heads of the Japanese!"
...
The various slogans and songs were just like the folk songs loved by the Guangxi people, sung here and there.
As long as the gunshots and cannons rang out on the Sihang Warehouse battlefield, the people's shouts resounded throughout the sky. Even when the Japanese army suffered a serious setback on the battlefield and the offensive slowed down, the gunfire and gunfire sounds gradually became sparse. The Chinese people shouted
The huge outcry has not stopped, and the anger among the people has even exceeded that on the first day.
Because the number of people gathered in various neighborhoods on the south bank of the Suzhou River turned out to be tens of thousands, several times that of yesterday.
The concession coalition forces began to set up barricades and cordons in the blocks more than thirty meters away from the river bank to prevent people from appearing on the river bank anymore, lest the Japanese beeping noises interfered with their fighting.
But when Chinese people stand on the street and shout loudly, you can't say that they are not allowed to shout! Why, I really thought that Japan was the number one country in the world!
At least one infantry battalion has set up field fortifications or barbed wire 2,000 meters along the coast. But for the first time, Blue Eyes, who was armed with live ammunition, did not point their guns at the Chinese people in front of them who usually looked down on them in suits, rags, or blue robes.
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They are afraid of stimulating tens of thousands of Chinese people who are so excited that their adrenaline is about to explode, and that they will go crazy.
But there is also respect, because they can see that this group of ordinary Chinese civilians, who usually live their lives in obscurity under batons and rifles, have light, hope, and excitement in their eyes...
And the lone Chinese soldier who was fighting in a bloody battle a hundred meters away used facts to tell these blue-eyed people who thought they came from a high-dimensional civilization that the Chinese were afraid of themselves even if they didn't want to die.
The Japanese have been beaten to tears.
As soldiers, they felt the cruelty of the battlefield close at hand and could understand the mood of the Japanese soldiers.
In fact, they not only admired the victors, but also admired the Japanese who were beaten to tears. If it were them, they would have ceased the war and found another way, unlike the beaten Japanese who were still stubborn.
Just.
It's really... so stupid!
After the Army Lieutenant Colonel received all casualty statistics from the warehouse at dusk, he stood at the window of the headquarters, quietly looking at the people who were still shouting outside the window.
No one knows what the supreme commander is thinking.
Perhaps, he is trying hard to find reasons for his soldiers to sacrifice!
Because of those people, everything is worth it.
"Report!" Tang Dao stood at the door.
"Come, smoke a cigarette with me!" the Army Lieutenant Colonel said softly without looking back.
The two of them each lit a cigarette and stood quietly, looking at the bustling city and the bustling crowds opposite, without saying a word.
"Have all arrangements been made for the sacrificed brothers?" The Army Lieutenant Colonel's eyes, covered by blue smoke, showed indescribable sadness.
Even though you have decided to sacrifice, when the sacrifice comes, it will still be a sad topic.
"Everyone washed their bodies and wrapped them in white cloths. Everyone took their home address with them. I hope the one who will be transported out in the evening can keep his promise." Tang Dao replied.
"Okay, you can tell your brothers about this, don't worry!" the Army Lieutenant Colonel nodded.
"Also, let me tell you brothers that I just received an order. The theater headquarters learned that after today's victory over the Japanese invaders again, they decided to report to the Ministry of Military Affairs and promote the entire army in the warehouse to one rank."
"Haha, what's the point of the commanders of the headquarters playing this nonsense? Can he get the military rank?" Tang Dao curled his lips slightly. He was not excited at all about his upcoming promotion to captain, but on the contrary, he was a little bit excited.
Very contemptuous.
This so-called commendation came earlier than in the past, but in Tang Dao's view, it was still the same, just a blank check issued by the big shots to these soldiers who were destined to be abandoned.
In the past, these abandoned soldiers were forced to surrender their weapons and locked up in a small barracks when they entered the concession. Not to mention military pay, they even had to rely on donations from charity organizations or eat by themselves near the barracks.
Exchange your belongings at the point of sale.
How cruel is it to these iron-blooded soldiers who have fought for the rest of their lives?
What is more unacceptable than death is the loss of dignity.
Now, almost the same scene happened again. It was a good thing that Tang Dao didn't yell at those guys.
"Be careful what you say!" The always strict Army Lieutenant Colonel glanced at Tang Dao, but for the first time he did not rebuke him.
"Brothers who died in the war will be compensated by charity organizations in the concession with public donations. The resettlement allowance for each person is 150 oceans. Someone will be sent with the remains. Please tell each company this for me." The Army Lieutenant Colonel looked at him again.
Looking into the distance, I used this to hide the deep sadness in my eyes.
As a mid- to senior-level military officer, how could an army lieutenant colonel not understand the tactics used by those high-level figures?
The so-called promotion of military rank, as Tang Dao said, is just a superficial attitude to the outside world. For them at this time, it is the most useless thing. It is better to get some benefits.
However, these material rewards that can make officers and soldiers feel at ease are not provided by the government that they risk their lives to protect and represent the country, but are raised by the private sector.
This has to be said to be a deep irony, and even more sad.
But, how about irony, so what about sadness?
For no other reason than for those on the opposite side, there is a reason to continue fighting.
The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
Between comrades who live and die together, some things can be understood without having to explain them clearly.
