The Japs only persisted for a while before giving up on rescuing the wounded. It was completely worthless. The corpses pulled out had their internal organs shattered and died. Many Japs had their internal organs exploded in their mouths, and the exploded Austrian bodies were full of internal organs. Li Gei made the tunnel smell so stinky that it made people sick. It can only be described in one word - miserable!
If I had to use two words, it would be cruel; three words, it would be heartless;
"Bagya Road, special ammunition must be used! Ask Mr. Hase for instructions."
Major General Zhi Lian was already crazy. He didn't even think about it. Opposite was the concession, and countless pairs of Western eyes were staring at them. The Japanese were not ready to go to war with the Westerners. How could they agree to use special bombs? When the poison gas drifts to the other side of the river, it is no different from John Bull.
As expected, Lieutenant General Hasegawa Kiyoshi vetoed his application, but agreed to send two airships to support their operations.
Lieutenant General Hase has obviously lost his patience, and there is not much time left for Major General Zhi Lian.
"Your Excellency, Commander, the casualty figures have been calculated. Almost all the personnel of a squadron engaged in construction and blasting tasks in the tunnel were destroyed, and only 17 people were rescued."
Lieutenant Colonel Yoshida reported the personnel losses to Major General Ueken with a slurred mouth, and this was a blow he had to face;
One squadron was lost in one explosion. The biggest loss was that almost all the tunnels they had worked hard to dig for two days collapsed, and more than half of the explosives carefully prepared for the lone army were lost.
And with a large number of tunnels collapsing and several deep pits being blown out, it is no longer possible to carry out tunnel warfare. Next, they can only rely on a force attack, and they only have one day;
"Gentlemen, His Majesty the Emperor only gave our Navy one day. If we still can't take down the Four Lines Warehouse, Matsui-dono will have to switch to the Army Malu. This will definitely be a shame to our Marine Corps!
Shame can only be washed away with blood. If it is not the Chinese people's, it is our own. We have a rest today. Tomorrow the air warriors will give us the greatest support. Our Marine Special Marines will launch a long live charge on the Four Lines Warehouse. We will not break the Four Lines Warehouse. Don’t withdraw your troops. "
After receiving the message of reprimand forwarded by Lieutenant General Hase, the old Japanese soldier Zhi Lian finally decided to use his life to pile up the Sihang Warehouse.
Back then, they relied on this method to capture Port Arthur, the first fortress in the Far East. This time, their target was changed to Sihang Warehouse.
Major Yasuda stood up first and expressed his stance:
"Your Excellency, Commander, the spirit of the warrior spirit of the empire is invincible. The strongest fortress in the Far East guarded by the European powers Lao Maozi has been breached by the God of War. Even a small four-row warehouse must be trampled down with the iron hooves of warriors!"
I, the Yasuda Brigade, are willing to be the vanguard and flood the lone camp in the Sihang Warehouse with the blood of the warriors. "
Major Chiba also stood up with a look of grief and anger and said:
"The glory created by the navy's ancestors cannot be destroyed in our hands. The shame can only be washed away with blood. Our navy can complete its mission without the need of the humble army. The Chiba Brigade is also willing to be the vanguard and fight until every soldier is killed. .”
Then other captains also stood up and stated that they would fight to the death with the Gujun Battalion and would not withdraw their troops until the Sihang Warehouse was breached.
Major General Zhi Lian nodded with great satisfaction and said:
"Your Majesty the Emperor must be able to see your loyalty to the Empire. For the sake of the glory of the Navy and the Empire, the Sihang Warehouse must be captured. See you at Yasukuni Ghost Shrine!"
The other little devils shouted:
"See you at the Yasukuni Ghost Club!"
"Good evening, dear listeners, I am your old friend Yang Yuchen. Today I want to report good news to you..."
"BaGeYa Road, after capturing the Sixing Warehouse, I want this woman to live. I will let her know what life is worse than death!"
Ueda's anger was once again ignited. If Yang Yuchen knew about it, she would tactfully hide behind Luo Ying, and then say in a voice that was deafening to her bones:
"I'm so scared!"
This night, because Gujun Camp won another battle, cheers erupted from the other side of the Suzhou River again, and there was delicious food and wine. Xiaoli was worried that her family's money would not last until the end of the month.
Wu Tielin raised his wine glass and loudly congratulated Gujunying:
"Congratulations to Commander Luo and the Lone Corps for delivering another good news and killing all the Japanese!"
Xiaoli replaced it with a glass of cold water and also paid tribute to the eight hundred warriors on the opposite side.
Wu Tielin found that the foreigners looked at him with more respect in the past two days. This respect was produced by the brothers of the Lone Corps. He finally realized the truth that only when the country is strong can individuals have dignity.
That night, all the newspaper offices in China were working overtime to print more newspapers. Paper was expensive in Luoyang for a while!
When one meter of sunshine in the early morning had just shone on the land of China, Chinese cities were awakened by the clear voice of the newsboy. People who had been waiting anxiously all night rushed to the streets and bought a precious newspaper with the money they saved on breakfast. , and then read aloud eagerly;
Because this allows people who have not bought newspapers or cannot afford them to share with them the joy of a lone army winning a great victory.
"Did the lone army win another battle?"
A white-haired old man stretched out his head and asked. In fact, he had heard the news several times, but he liked to hear it, and people who bought the newspaper were also willing to share it with him, because after the joy was shared by countless people, it became countless. This joy, the victory of the lone army should be shared by all Chinese people.
"Uncle, we have won the battle, or a great victory. Reporter Yang said that all the Japs who had been digging tunnels in the past two days were blown up by Commander Luo's men, and not a single one was left. They didn't even have to bury them."
The white-haired old man immediately shook his head and said:
"How can that be done? This is the land left by our ancestors. How can we use it to bury the devils? What a pity!"
Another man in a long gown responded:
"Isn't that right? It's easy to take advantage of these devils, but Captain Luo and the others didn't have the time to dig them out. I heard they were all blown into pieces, and the rats even dislike them."
Then a bunch of people gathered around and set up the Dragon Gate Formation again, and each one's face was filled with red light.
"Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, the soldiers on the front line are fighting very hard. They need food, ammunition, and medicine. If we have money, we can donate money or materials to help the soldiers tide over the difficulties!"
A group of student children were holding cardboard boxes to collect donations for the frontline soldiers. The white-haired old man from before walked tremblingly towards the donation box, took out a handful of heavy silver dollars from his body, looked at it several times in his hand, and decided Put it into the carton;
"Grandpa, this is too much for you. We have never raised so much money in donations. Does your family know?"
The sadness in the old man's eyes flashed away, and he said to the student in a calm voice:
"Baby, take it. They all know that my only son has died on the battlefield. He died fighting the Japanese. This is his burial money. Commander Luo asked him to send it here;
What do I, a dying old man, want to do with so much money? I can use it to fight devils for my children! "
"Grandpa, this is your son's pension. We can't take it! He is a hero of our nation. You don't have a son now. How will you live if you donate the money? We can't take it."
"Baby, take it. If our boy is still here, he should be about the same age as you. He is a platoon leader who graduated from Huangpu. He gave me a message before he went to the battlefield. If you want to get promoted and get rich, please go his own way. Be greedy for life and afraid of death. Don't come in, he did it!
The country is gone, and my son is gone. What do I need this money for? Let’s use it to fight the Japanese. I must drive the little Japanese out of China. "
"I have no money anymore. All my breakfast money was exchanged for newspapers. I donated this newspaper so that more people can see that the lonely army has won another battle. Do you want it?"
A voice asked horribly. The person who came was the person who just bought a newspaper to read to everyone. It was obvious that his life was also very difficult.
The student answered with tears in her eyes:
"want!"
