After everything was arranged, Wen San stopped. He stood on the top of the building and observed everything around him.
Sihang Warehouse is the tallest building in the surrounding area. If the Japs rush forward, they on the top floor will be in the dark under the light, and they will basically be unable to hit the Japs. Therefore, the roof of the building is the first line of defense against the Japanese. No matter which street or building they appeared in, they could not escape the attack of Wen San's platoon.
This is something you must do well and try to reduce the pressure on the soldiers stationed at all levels.
Fortunately, there are soldiers guarding on different floors. Even if the Japanese rush downstairs, they may not be able to get good results.
"Brothers, please go back to the building and have a good rest. After tonight, I'm afraid there won't be such a quiet night." Wen San did not arrange for anyone to keep watch because he knew it would be safe tonight.
It's so cold upstairs, allowing the soldiers to have a good night's rest is the last luxury. After tonight, who knows how long they can live?
Including Wen San himself, no one dared to say that he could survive this arduous defense battle.
The danger on the roof is indeed too great.
It was a very peaceful night, and the soldiers slept soundly. They had not had such a peaceful rest for a long time.
Wen San didn't sleep so soundly. There were many things in his mind. He just squinted intermittently and went to the top of the building to check on the enemy. It was discovered that some Japanese spies had already touched the area and were spying on the surrounding news.
There was nothing he could do about this. He couldn't rush out and fight these devils one on one. There was no need at all. What can the devil do? The sturdiness of the Sihang Warehouse is invisible. Even if it takes the lives of Japanese soldiers, it will still be as solid as a rock.
He knew the situation of the battle in the next few days, and Wen San didn't care about such spying.
At dawn, there was a violent explosion in the distance. Wen San turned over and sat up and quickly ran to the top of the building.
The explosion came from the direction of the train station. Wen San knew that under the joint attack of heavy artillery and tanks, the Japanese had occupied the train station. Next, they will advance quickly along the north bank of the Su River and will soon reach Guangfu Road and Guoqing Road.
While Wen San was thinking about the problem, the regiment commander and battalion commander also came to the top of the building. The view from above was the best, making it easier to observe the enemy's situation.
"Good morning, sir!" Wen San greeted politely.
"Most of the people over there have evacuated. They have probably fallen." The battalion commander pointed in the direction of the roaring artillery fire, his eyes filled with sadness.
"Our great country, China, has been trampled upon by a small country of Japanese invaders. Countless people have been displaced, and their lives and deaths are unknown. How tragic!" The regimental leader sighed in relief, feeling unwilling to do so.
"The Chinese nation, a country with thousands of years of ancient civilization, has always led the world. Unexpectedly, during the industrial revolution, the world's powers grew like crazy, leaving us far behind. Instead, the things invented by our ancestors were transformed into offensive A sharp weapon for our country. The Qing government is corrupt and incompetent, and the foreign powers are constantly encroaching, making the country's destiny extremely weak..."
The battalion commander also sighed. There are many sensible people in China, but they are weak and unable to change the status quo.
Wen San did not participate in the conversation between the two cultural figures. The two officers were talking and there was no need to interrupt. What he was more concerned about was the timing of the enemy's arrival. The war was coming, and he had to reap the first wave of dividends.
"Xiao Wen, what do you think?" Seeing that Wen San was silent, the group leader turned his head and asked.
"This is just a short-term loss. The Japanese will not be able to escape for more than a few days. I, the Eastern Lion, will eventually wake up, return to the world's nations, and achieve great rejuvenation." Wen San opened his mouth, and this was no empty talk, because he had already Know everything about the Hereafter.
"Well said! The rise of China is inevitable. No matter how foreign powers obstruct and suppress us, the Chinese people will always have an unyielding heart!"
"Life goes on and the fight goes on!"
The leader's voice was sonorous and powerful, causing Wen San to burst into tears. The stable life of future generations of Chinese people was obtained with the blood and lives of these determined revolutionary ancestors.
What time is good? That's because there are countless revolutionaries who are shouldering the burden for future generations.
Tragedy, tragedy, perseverance, courage, no fear of life and death, no regard for gains and losses, these are the outstanding qualities of countless revolutionary ancestors!
It is also their foundation and motto for life!
"Captain, the Japs are likely to arrive at our perimeter this morning. They may not dare to launch an attack before they have a thorough understanding of the situation. This is an excellent opportunity for us to take advantage of the Japs' unstable foothold. , give a head-on blow."
Wen San's words suddenly changed, bringing the two officers back to reality. Bold words cannot destroy any devil. Only the gun in your hand can send the devil to Abi Hell.
"You're right! This time we have to shoot first and do our best to kill the Japanese who are rushing in front." The leader punched his palm, the sadness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a domineering murderous aura. .
"The two heavy machine guns on my side are mainly pointed at Guangfu Road and Guoqing Road. But I don't plan to fire the first shot, but to let in as many Japs as possible. After the Japs approach the Sihang Warehouse, the floors below will open fire first. I'll cut off their retreat from above. Try to wipe out the first wave of Japanese vanguard troops!"
Wen San immediately expressed his thoughts. It's the same routine as him fighting a blocking battle on the mountain. The roof of the building is high, so under normal circumstances, one should shoot first to keep the Japanese out of the perimeter. To reduce the pressure on friendly forces downstairs.
But this first round of attacks can completely change the tactics. The purpose is very simple, which is to destroy the enemy's vitality to the maximum extent.
The structure of the Sixing Warehouse is solid, and there is no need to worry about the Japanese being able to break into the warehouse. This is the first condition for Wen San to dare to implement this plan.
"Very good, I will make tactical adjustments immediately to let the soldiers calm down and get closer before attacking." The battalion commander agreed. This is to take advantage of the Japanese's scruples and eat them into a fat man.
The two officers once again had a new understanding of Wen San's tactics and on-the-spot command capabilities. Such a talent, just a platoon leader, is really too incompetent.
If the defense is normal and the soldiers on the top of the building fire first, it will be difficult for the Japanese to get close. The soldiers on the lower floor will not play a big role, and the results achieved will be very limited.
Many times, the Kuomintang troops were waiting for the Japanese to attack and did not dare to open fire easily. Therefore, he developed the arrogant personality of the Japanese.
The Japs were always the first to attack, and they lost the initiative as soon as the war started. In addition, the Japs were well-equipped and the soldiers were of outstanding quality. After several battles, the morale of the Kuomintang army was quickly destroyed.
Sometimes a battle that was clearly withstandable ended up being lost because the commander lacked confidence and made mistakes in his response.
