The Japanese who broke into the front of Sihang Warehouse left hundreds of corpses and wounded soldiers everywhere and retreated in a hurry.
Several Chinese soldiers sacrificed their lives to break the steel formation that the Japanese army was determined to win. This invincible momentum directly crushed the will of tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers, leaving their forwards with no fighting spirit and they could only retreat in embarrassment.
Xie Jinyuan ordered not to pursue, to treat the wounded with all his strength, and to quickly replenish ammunition. The brothers fighting alone needed to take a breather.
The Chinese soldiers quickly took the wounded back to the warehouse for treatment and rebuilt the defense line. For the time being, they did not care about stabbing to death the wounded Japanese soldiers who were wailing on the ground outside the warehouse.
He was as cruel to the enemy as Zhao Fugui, and he did not take the opportunity to take the lives of wounded Japanese soldiers or steal the enemy's money. It was more important to save his own people first.
Just now, in a hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese army, which was several times their own, almost all of the brothers were defeated. They managed to get the Japanese army to retreat due to their determination and fierceness. Now I am scared to think about it.
At this time, there was no cover on the battlefield where the two sides had been fighting to the death just now. There were only dead bodies and wounded Japanese soldiers. No one dared to go out and stab the wounded Japanese soldiers to death. There were too many Japanese snipers.
The Japanese stopped attacking, and Xie Jinyuan asked the soldiers to extinguish the remaining fire upstairs and let the No. 214 ship hovering in the air land.
Ship Battle No. 214 was just like last night, flying at low altitude along the Suzhou River, reaching the sky above Sihang Warehouse, circling and reducing speed, gliding around the warehouse, pulling up the nose and jumping, and cleverly landed in the warehouse when the energy was exhausted. , slid forward for more than ten meters, and stopped steadily, allowing the foreign observation group to cheer again.
Seeing the smooth landing of No. 214, the Japanese army temporarily suspended the truce, and airships from various countries also descended. As soon as the soles of their shoes touched the ground, photographers and reporters began to busy developing photos and writing articles.
Mr. Stanley decided to invite Captain Xie Jinyuan and Chief Instructor Zhou Zhihan to have lunch.
When young Erich Hardmann heard that he could have lunch with his idol, he was both happy and anxious. Regarding this, Mr. Stanley said that he did not know yet whether the two warriors from China would accept the invitation.
The fuselage of the No. 214 battleship was covered with bullet holes and traces of shrapnel hits. It looked pitted. Fortunately, the injuries suffered were not fatal and it could continue to fight. Many places on the fuselage were burned by fire and were smoky. The paint peeled off, but only the blue sky and white sun emblem on the wings and the white serial number 214 were still dazzling.
Xu Zheyou led the guerrillas to quickly refill the remaining fuel and bullets for the aircraft. Then, some guerrillas left the waterway under the warehouse storage room to get fuel and bullets.
Zhou Zhihan got off the plane, sat on the edge of the Sixing Warehouse, silently lit a cigarette, and then silently stared at the blood letter written by Chen Shusheng. He had taught Chen Shusheng to practice these words for a long time last night. It turned out...
After folding Chen Shusheng's blood book, he hid it close to his body in the pocket of his shirt. After buttoning it, he touched and stroked it again. Zhou Zhihan raised his head and waved to the people on the opposite side.
The crowd watched the Air Force chief instructor in silence and raised their hands in salute.
No one cheered, no one set off firecrackers, no one beat gongs and drums. People were still immersed in the sorrow of the words "Mom, the child is unfilial."
Although the young man who said this and his comrades made people firmly believe that the Chinese nation will not perish, the price paid by the Chinese nation is too high.
Ten minutes later, a traitor shouted on the Japanese army's position, saying that they wanted to negotiate. Then a Japanese major, without any weapons, slowly walked out, accompanied by a traitor translator who could speak Japanese, and said that he wanted to reunite with Xie Jinyuan. long negotiations.
"Who the hell are you? If you want to negotiate with Xie Danzao, you have to ask your emperor to come. You are not qualified!"
A veteran who looked greasy but not fat was holding Hanyang in his arms. He looked like a ragtag soldier at first glance. He cursed the Japanese in a slightly hoarse voice, allowing everyone to listen and relieve their hatred.
There was a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, leaning against the wall with squinted eyes, and the sheep bandaging his wounds looked at the old bastard with amusement. This guy looked greasy and a bit obscene, but when he scolded the Japanese devils, it was a veteran who was enjoyable to listen to. The guy who stretched out his sleeves to beg for urine.
"I'm a coward. I didn't expect that you are a coward, but you are not cowardly at all when you speak." As he said that, Yangguai grinned. He moved his body, pulled at the wound, and immediately bared his teeth.
In the hand-to-hand combat just now, Yangguai killed three Japanese soldiers, but his abdomen was also scratched by the bayonet of the Japanese army's 38-year-old Gai, causing blood to flow out. Fortunately, it was not penetrated and his intestines were not exposed.
"I'm a coward, I'm very hard-working. I know how to wear a shirt and a gold bell. Everyone calls me Lao Tie."
The veteran, who was called a coward by Yangguai, looked a little greasy. He patted his chest and said that he was very old and strong.
Yangguai grinned: "I'm scared..."
Lao Tie "..."
Shangguan Zhibiao said loudly to the traitor who came from the Japanese position: "Tell the little devil who came to negotiate that if you have anything to say to me, he wants to negotiate with our group. He is not qualified!"
Except for the snipers and the death squads on the third floor who were fighting against the iron plate formation, the defenders of the warehouse just now all went up to the main entrance to fight with Japanese bayonets red. This made the Japanese commander, Major General Yoshimaru Kiyoshi, think that there was no one in the Sihang Warehouse. There is at least one brigade of defenders. If they continue to fight hard, the casualties of the imperial army will continue to increase.
The front of the Sixings Warehouse is only such a large area, and the empire cannot deploy large forces, and it is not allowed to use heavy weapons. It can invest up to three to four hundred soldiers at a time. Facing the Chinese soldiers who rely on the defense of the warehouse, the chance of victory is slim.
Therefore, Major General Yoshimaru Kiyotake decided to temporarily stop the attack. The performance of the Chinese army just now made him put aside his contempt. This army is different from the weak armies in the past. It is brave, good at fighting, and full of tenacity.
Major General Yoshimaru Kiyoshi will re-examine the Chinese army in the Sihang Warehouse and deploy new tactics.
Now we have to rescue the wounded. There are still many wounded soldiers from the empire left at the entrance of Sihang Warehouse, wailing all over the place, which is disgraceful to the empire.
Therefore, Major General Kiyoshi Yoshimaru sent a major to negotiate with Xie Jinyuan, adhering to humanitarianism, and temporarily ceased fire for half a day to treat the wounded soldiers.
"Humanitarian?! Can you be considered human beings?" Shangguan Zhibiao took off all the weapons on his body and walked out of the warehouse with Wan Lianqing empty-handed. He looked at the Japanese major and said contemptuously, "It's okay to send people over to treat the wounded soldiers, but Must be unarmed."
The Japanese major and the traitor agreed and insisted that the Chinese army surrender before dark. Amidst the curses of the Chinese soldiers, the Japanese major and the traitor hurriedly retreated.
Five minutes later, a dozen Japanese soldiers and medical personnel without any weapons came to the entrance of the warehouse carrying stretchers to treat the wounded.
The hand-to-hand combat just now was too brutal. There were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere on the ground. Internal organs could be seen everywhere. Broken rifle bayonets were everywhere. The entire road was bloody, and it was as slippery as mud when people walked on it.
In the temporary command room, Xie Jinyuan was discussing with the officers how to fight the next battle, when he suddenly heard someone from the south bank calling Commander Xie.
Wan Lianqing ran in: "Seats, there are many people outside wearing black clothes, wearing top hats, and holding axes, asking to see you!"
Ax bang? Zhou Zhihan's mouth muscles moved a few times, and his mind uncontrollably thought of Fire Cloud Evil God and Zhou Xingxing. Or Ma Yongzhen.
The officers followed Xie Jinyuan to the window and saw hundreds of men wearing black clothes and black hats standing on the south bank of the Suzhou River.
"Thank you, Captain!"
A middle-aged man in black with a fierce face and a tall figure, with two bright axes in his waist, first bowed to Xie Jinyuan with his fists clasped, and then said politely, "From now on, all the brothers in the axe-bang, behind the saddle and behind the horse, Let Commander Xie command you to fight the Japanese!"
This man in black looks fierce, but his eyes are bright and heroic when he speaks.
An old man wearing a robe and mandarin jacket had a fluttering white beard, and behind him stood dozens of young men with knives in their belts. The old man with a white beard clasped his fists at Xie Jinyuan: "Captain Xie, we will also join the team. As long as we can fight the Japanese, Xiao All brothers in the association are willing to do your best!"
"Thank you, Commander, please open the door to the basement of the warehouse. We will swim from the waterway to join the team. Please shoot us. Our student union will defend the Sixing Warehouse to the death!"
Dozens of students were in high spirits, and one of them, a female student, caught Zhou Zhihan's attention.
