Zhou Zhihan pulled the joystick and the fighter plane climbed into the air, avoiding the fire from Japanese anti-aircraft machine guns on the ground.
The auxiliary fuel tank of the No. 214 ship battle is fixed on the wing and cannot be thrown away. Otherwise, the fuel tank can be used to attack the Japanese iron plate array.
There is a lot of ammunition and food stored in the Sihang Warehouse, but there is a lack of fuel. The Chinese army does not have many cars, but there are many troops. Only senior officers can have a jeep. At the end of the Battle of Songhu, the entire army retreated. The order was very chaotic, and even the retreating wounded were injured. The soldiers' cars were seriously short of fuel, let alone fuel.
At this time, the gasoline on the fuselage of No. 214 had burned out, and the entire fuselage had turned black due to the smoke from the fire. Fortunately, when the fuel tank of the No. 00 fighter exploded, not much gasoline splashed on the No. 214, and The fuselage of Ship Battle No. 214 has a metal shell that can withstand small fires. If it had been replaced by a wooden-winged fighter such as Hawker 3, it would have been destroyed by fire.
Seeing the grenades thrown by the Chinese defenders being bounced away by the iron plate array, Zhou Zhihan was anxious in the air, but was powerless. He knew what would happen next.
Throwing Fulu out of the window to smash the steel plate array, you need to unplug the grenade fuse on Fulu before throwing it out. The soldiers did not cooperate with the drill and did not have a tacit understanding. Several times, they almost hurt themselves, causing Fulu to throw it halfway. It exploded in the air and couldn't break the steel plate array.
Ship No. 214 made another dive, and the bullets hit the steel plate, but they still couldn't cut it.
Due to a low-altitude dive attack, the fuselage of the No. 214 warship was attacked by Japanese anti-aircraft machine guns. Several bullet holes were left on both wings, and it had to be pulled up and away.
"Suicide Squad, come out!"
Yang Ruifu glanced at his note, but it was blank. He put the note on the ground, reached for the machine gun, and pulled the bolt with a "crack".
"Eighteen years later, I am a good man again!"
Li Mancang glanced at the note, put it on the ground, took a few steps forward, reached for a bottle of white wine, drank it in one go, and threw the bottle out of the window.
"Brothers, brothers, I...I'll take the first step!"
Wang Jindou spoke with a trembling voice and a little flinch.
Chen Shusheng picked up a bottle of wine and put it into Wang Jindou's hand: "When you die, your parents will be my parents. Drink a bottle of Zhuangxing wine and don't be a coward and bring shame to your ancestors!"
Wang Jindou raised his head and drank a bottle of wine. He clenched his hands and shouted a few times to make himself proud. He reached for the grenade and tied it tightly.
"After I die, I am a ghost. I am afraid that there will be no one to burn paper during the holidays. Brothers who are not dead, please remember to burn more paper money for me so that I can marry a wife there. No one will love me in this life. …”
The orphan Liu Beiwu threw away the rifle in his hand, took a big step, picked up a bottle of wine, drank it, and began to tie grenades and explosives.
"I am from Xuancheng, Hubei. Brothers, please remember my name is Sun Shoucai and burn paper for me. If you keep your money and keep your money, you will be poor all your life!"
Sun Shoucai threw away the machine gun in his hand, drank a bottle of wine, opened his mouth to roar, and began to tie grenades.
"Twenty years later, I will still be called Zhao Mengliang. My father named me Meng Liang because he wants me to be a loyal, brave and good minister. Brothers, let me take the first step and see you in the next life!"
Zhao Mengliang strode forward. His head was wrapped in white gauze and stained with blood. He reached for a bottle of Zhuangxing wine, drank the remaining two gulps and poured it on his head, and began to tie the grenade.
"They are not cowards, they are all men. Brothers, if you drink this bottle of Zhuangxing wine, you will be reincarnated into a good family in the next life, and you will not be born in the war years again!"
Lei Xiong's voice was hoarse and his eyes were red. He took a bottle of wine and drank it in one gulp to make a strong contribution to his brothers.
"Everyone has tied up the grenades. Give yourself a break and don't suffer the consequences. Brothers, line up and jump in the order on the note. You must smash the Japanese steel array."
Chen Shusheng also took a bottle of wine to support his brothers. As he spoke, he also tied himself full of explosives as a preparatory suicide squad member.
"First one, Li Mancang, come on! The next person is ready until the steel array is exploded."
Yang Ruifu shouted loudly while holding the machine gun. He knew that the Japanese army could blow up the wall at any time, so he couldn't wait any longer and had no other options. After calling out Li Mancang, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and a surge of blood surged up, and he swallowed it hard.
The common people on the south bank of the Suzhou River watched the Japanese army use steel plate arrays to cover the engineers drilling holes in the right wall of the Sixing Warehouse. They were all anxious but could only work in a hurry. They knew that once the wall was blown open, the Sixing Warehouse would soon be destroyed. It would fall, and the Japanese's wild promise of capturing the Sihang Warehouse in three hours would come true.
Senior military observers from various countries sitting on the airship were also shocked by the steel plate array deployed by the Japanese army. Especially when the Japanese army used the steel plate array, the soldiers acted in unison and in unison, which fully demonstrated their superb tactical literacy. The observers from various countries sincerely Praise!
"It's over. Now the Chinese army can't defend the Sihang Warehouse." Mr. Stanley, who had always been deeply sympathetic to the Chinese soldiers and civilians, shook his head helplessly at this time, "I have to admire the superb quality of the Japanese soldiers. The weapons they used The steel plate array is perfect and there is no way for the Chinese army to break it."
Erich Hardmann has always seen the bravery and tenacity of the Chinese defenders. The strong will of Chinese soldiers is as respectable as the German soldiers who also have a so-called iron will. He admires the chief instructor of the Chinese Air Force. He hopes that China The army won this confrontation between the two armies, but when he watched the No. 214 ship's two dives fail to blast away the Japanese steel array, he began to feel desperate for the Chinese army.
Several teenagers, aged thirteen, fourteen, fifteen or sixteen, ran down to the river strewn with corpses, picked up many fist-sized stones, and carried them back to the shore with their lapels.
"I'll crush you bitches to death..."
Several teenagers tried their best to throw stones at the Japanese steel plate array on the other side of the river. Watching the stones fall on the water in the middle of the river, the teenagers began to cry, but remained unyielding. After throwing the stones, they went down to the bottom of the river bank to pick them up.
Wallis Stevens, who had always looked down on the Chinese defenders, began to tremble with his telescope hand. He looked at the south bank of the Suzhou River. More and more children aged seven or eight were going down to the bottom of the river and feeding more than ten people on the bank. When the 20-year-old boy was picking up stones, he felt as if someone had punched him hard in the chest: "Damn Japanese..."
"A hole was cut in the wall and the Japanese started filling it with explosives."
A sharp-eyed man shouted loudly.
"What should we do? Once the explosive pack goes off, the Sixing Warehouse will not be saved, and everyone in the warehouse will die."
"what to do?"
"What to do? What to do? You guys think of a solution quickly..."
"What can be done? Even the chief instructor of the Air Force can't do anything. What can we ordinary people without guns or cannons do..."
The people on the south bank of the Suzhou River were anxious and helplessly asked if there was any way to stop the Japanese army's steel plate array.
"Look, a soldier with grenades strapped to his body is walking towards the window...he is...what does he want to do..."
shouted a man on a rooftop.
