The Suzhou River in the darkness flickered in and out of the red bullets fired from the battleship No. 214. The water surface that was glowing with white light a moment ago turned into dark black, with mutilated corpses floating on the water. On the beach, wounded Japanese soldiers were lying on the shore one by one, floating in the water, wailing loudly...
The people on the south bank of the Suzhou River and the observers from various countries were frightened by the sudden rain of bullets and the whining swooping sound.
The river was full of blood, red cannonballs were violent, bones and flesh were flying everywhere, it was too cruel.
People ran backwards to avoid it. It was not until they saw the blue sky and white sun emblem on the wings of No. 214 shining brightly under the illumination of the flares that they realized it was the fighter plane of the Chinese Air Force Chief Instructor.
Zhou Zhihan quickly pulled up after a dive attack, and then made another sharp turn at a small angle in the air to return. Ship Battle No. 214 continued to dive along the Suzhou River. He pressed the machine gun firing button with his thumb, and the red bullet rain fell brutally again. The bombs hit the heads of the Japanese survivors in the Suzhou River, and the bloody wind was extremely beautiful under the red light of the shells.
Zhou Zhihan rose, and Ship Battle No. 214 once again disappeared into the dark sky, turning off the flames and circling, monitoring the enemies in the darkness near the Sixing Warehouse.
The mission of the 88th Division is to hold on, not to take the initiative.
The Japanese army doesn't move, and I don't move.
There is plenty of ammunition and food in the Sihang Warehouse. As long as the Japanese army does not move, the defenders can hold on for several months.
The fighter planes were invisible in the darkness of the sky, which was the greatest shock to the Japanese army.
As soon as Ship Battle No. 214 took off and faded into darkness, dozens of black gun muzzles protruded from the dark windows on the second floor, facing the neon lights across the river bank and firing fiercely at the remaining Japanese troops.
These Japanese soldiers were bare-chested. In order to facilitate sneak attacks, they only carried daggers and pistols. Under the attack of machine guns and rifles, they were unable to fight back. After a few minutes, no one was left alive.
Seeing that the Chinese army was well prepared, the Japanese commander immediately ordered all troops to stand by and temporarily canceled the attack plan.
Due to the presence of Chinese people on the other side of the river, the situation suddenly reversed, with the Chinese defenders in the dark and the imperial army in the open at a disadvantage.
The six floors of Sihang Warehouse are all made of reinforced concrete and concrete. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Throwing a grenade can only make a white mark. If you continue to attack, more soldiers will die.
Moreover, the commander ordered that heavy artillery should not be used. Rifles and machine gun grenades could not open up the situation at all. What was even more unfavorable to the imperial army was that the Chinese army had fighter jets to assist them and firmly controlled the air. They could only wait for the ace pilots of the empire to arrive tomorrow and shoot down China. Chief Instructor of the Air Force.
Japanese commanders knew very well that whoever conquers the air force conquers the world. The reason why the empire's 200,000 troops were able to defeat China's 700,000 troops was largely due to air superiority.
Just when the Japanese commander decided to stand still, six to seventy Japanese soldiers who entered the underground waterway of Sihang Warehouse from the Suzhou River had an unimpeded journey along the winding waterway to the passage into the underground warehouse of Sihang Warehouse. Each person held a pistol in his right hand and held a bright dagger in his mouth. Hearing the sound of shells and gunfire from fighter jets outside, he knew there was no way out and accelerated forward.
When he arrived at the iron gate, team leader Daisuke Saito reached out and pushed it gently. The iron door was unlocked. He secretly shouted long live the emperor in his heart. He handed the iron pliers to the soldiers behind him, pushed the iron door open gently, and spread his palms back. A flashlight was placed in his palm.
Daisuke Saito covered the flashlight with the palm of his other hand, and with the faint light leaking from the gaps between his fingers, he led his team into the iron gate and slowly walked up the steps.
When everyone climbed up the steps, Daisuke Saito knelt down on one knee, raised his fist above his head and clenched it.
All the soldiers immediately knelt on the ground, stood still, and held their breath.
There was silence in the basement, you could hear a pin drop, and the vibrations of Chinese soldiers running could be heard on the floor above.
"Safety!"
Daisuke Saito said as he put the small flashlight in his mouth, stabbed the knife in his left hand, and waved forward with the gun in his right hand. The team behind him was divided into two groups. They used the flashlight light to form a cover formation, and they walked forward into the basement. deep.
According to the map instructions, ahead is the stairs leading to the first floor.
Suddenly, Saito Daisuke's right eyelid twitched sharply, and an ominous premonition rose from his heart - it smelled of gasoline!
"ignition!"
A loud roar sounded in the warehouse.
"Hoo ho ho!"
A dozen large cloth balls filled with gasoline were ignited almost simultaneously and thrown together on the basement floor.
Suddenly, the middle of the basement was brightly lit.
All the little devils stayed for two seconds, their minds buzzing, knowing that they were ambushed.
Before the kid could react, gunshots rang out in the darkness on the first floor. Machine guns and rifles spit out tongues of flame, biting at the kid who was exposed by the fire. Then, several rows of grenades bombarded...
Five minutes later, the sound of gunfire and grenades stopped. There were no Japs standing on the ground, and only seven or eight wounded soldiers were left wailing on the ground.
Shangguan Zhibiao walked out of the darkness holding a rifle. He was wearing an M3 helmet and a pair of glasses. His gentle manner revealed murderous intent: "Everyone quickly cleaned the battlefield. The Japanese soldiers who were not seriously injured were left behind, and those who were seriously injured were left behind." Stab a bayonet in the neck and leave no one alive. Stab the dead one again and let him die again. Don't be kind-hearted. Think about how the little devils treat our brothers. The corpses of the devils are all thrown out of the windows. Get out. This kind of scum keeps waste food and sends it back to continue to be as bad as a pig and a dog, causing harm to the people."
"yes!"
The soldiers were holding guns, and all of them had murderous looks on their faces. There was no kindness in their hearts.
"Attention!" Shangguan Zhibiao reminded the soldiers loudly, "Everyone, be careful not to be bitten by the little devil before he dies!"
Ten minutes later, more than sixty dead Japanese corpses with incomplete bones were thrown out of the warehouse window. In the darkness, they were dragged away to build fortifications by soldiers guarding the perimeter of the warehouse.
After another ten minutes, more than a dozen lanterns and torches were lit outside the fifth-floor window of the warehouse. Seven Japanese soldiers wearing only shorts had their hands tied and hung from the window.
Zhao Fugui, who was hiding behind the window, picked up his bayonet from time to time and plucked at the wound. Immediately, the screams of the little devil could be heard far away...
"rou~~"
Suddenly there was the sound of fireworks flying into the sky from the south bank of the Suzhou River. Then, a brilliant flower bloomed in the sky, followed by another, two, three...
Someone set off fireworks across the river!
Then, the sound of firecrackers crackled.
Many patriotic people stood in the darkness and continued to monitor every move of the Japanese troops across the river.
In fact, the people on the opposite side didn't know that in the darkness, Xie Jinyuan had already arranged snipers and scouts to monitor every move of the Japanese.
So do the Japanese.
One of the two sides waited for dawn to attack, while the other wished that the little devil would never attack for the rest of his life.
The positions of both sides fell into silence, except for the occasional howling of wild dogs, which were eating corpses and being smashed away by soldiers with grenades.
An hour later, the No. 214 warship stalled, silently hovering and slowly descending from the sky, the speed dropped slower and slower, and then slowly and silently glided along the Suzhou River, flying to the Sixing Warehouse, when it was 20 meters above the ground. , Ship Battle No. 214 suddenly used the buoyancy of the wings to lift up with all its strength. When the nose of the aircraft was raised, it almost exhausted its energy and landed on the top of the warehouse like a jump. It lowered the landing hook and glided slowly, only a dozen meters away. It stopped easily and steadily on the roof of the building, and for the sake of safety, not even the hooks of the dozens of ropes arranged on the floor were touched.
The Japanese commander, who was hiding in the dark with a telescope in his hand, opened his mouth in admiration and exclaimed. The Chinese Air Force chief instructor just made a leap in the plane, which was simply superb. He stayed for a few seconds and quickly ordered the transmitter to send a message to General Matsui Iwane: Ship No. 214 is too strong in the battle, and it is necessary to send the empire's strongest ace and the latest fighter jets.
As soon as Zhou Zhihan walked into the warehouse, he heard Xie Jinyuan and several officers discussing whether to raise the blue sky and white sun flag on the Sixing Warehouse tomorrow morning.
