"Soldiers! Northeast China has fallen, North China has fallen, but now because of you, Shanghai is still there!..."
In Sihang Warehouse, the lights on the second and third floors suddenly went out, and Duanwu stood on the platform on the second floor, roaring loudly at all the soldiers.
The soldiers looked solemnly and looked up at the young man standing on the platform. At this moment, the Dragon Boat Festival is like the God of War leading them to the light and victory.
Wei Zhengcai and his men were catching up with this righteous battlefield mobilization.
The little follower beside him was about to speak, but was stopped by Wei Zhengcai.
Because he also wanted to hear what kind of courage this officer from the local army had.
The commander of the 88th Division, Sun Yuanliang, gave Wei Zhengcai a secret order to join the battle at Sihang Warehouse as the supervising team.
And this is why Wei Zheng was so sensitive when he found out that soldiers had left Sihang Warehouse.
His mission is to ensure that these people in Sihang Warehouse will not run away from the battle. Therefore, as the commander, Dragon Boat Festival concerned him even more.
He was like a spectator at this time, quietly hiding in the corner with his people, not allowing anyone to speak out.
At the same time, Dragon Boat Festival was still doing his own battlefield mobilization as if he was unaware of it.
Duanwu said impassionedly: "Brothers, when all the troops have withdrawn to the south bank, this will be an isolated island.
We have no reinforcements, we have no support.
So if we stay here, there are only two outcomes, either! This place has become the grave of the little devil! Either! This is our tomb!
Please tell me now! Are you afraid of death? "
"Don't be afraid!"
"I swear to fight the little devil to the end!"
"The Sihang Warehouse will become the grave of the little devil!"
"Kill all the little devils!"
"I would rather die than retreat!"
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The soldiers' roars echoed throughout the entire Sihang Warehouse for a long time.
Each of them raised their weapons high and went to die resolutely!
At this moment, even Wei Zhengcai was moved. Along with the Dragon Boat Festival and others, they sang the military song of the 29th Route Army:
"Cut the devils on their heads with the big knife,
Brothers of the 29th Army, the day of the war of resistance has come.
The day of war has come!
There are volunteers from the Northeast in front,
There are people from all over the country behind,
Our 29th Army is not alone. Spot the enemy - destroy it! Destroy it! Charge!
Slash the Japs on their heads with the big knife, kill them! . . .
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Slash the devils' heads with the big knife! ..."
The military song was loud and loud, and it was carried far, far away in this night.
The soldiers and civilians who were retreating through this place looked at the huge thing with lights still burning in surprise. Someone murmured: "Why are there still soldiers guarding here?"
A soldier who knew the inside story said: "This is a local army. They voluntarily stayed to fight the Japanese invaders. How morale do you feel when you listen to that military song? They are trying to imitate the 29th Route Army and fight with the Japanese." Let’s fight to the death!”
"China should have this kind of soldier, a role model for our generation!"
"Brothers, although we can't stay, our weapons and equipment can. My machine gun was donated!"
One of the machine gunners threw his machine gun and the three remaining magazines at the door of Sihang Warehouse.
"They don't need the rifle, I donated the bullets!"
"I've got a grenade!"
"Machine gun bullets,..."
"We people don't have weapons, so we donate money!"
"Wish the soldiers a triumphant victory!"
"This is a Swiss watch. Although it is a bit old, it still runs accurately. I donated it!"
"This is the pistol I use for self-defense. I donated it!...I donated it all!..."
A man who looked like a wealthy businessman first threw out the self-defense pistol he was wearing, but then suddenly changed his mind and threw his suitcase in front of the Sihang Warehouse.
The wealthy businessman donated his things, felt relaxed, and walked away with his head held high.
When everyone saw this, they felt admiration and followed suit one after another.
As a result, weapons, ammunition, grenades, oceans, jewelry, etc. were thrown towards the door of Sihang Warehouse like flakes of snow.
The secret sentry lying in the trench watched quietly.
He didn't make a sound, but for some reason, there seemed to be a thin layer of mist covering his eyes.
He is a veteran of the Hubei Security Corps. Like Lao Kan and others, they are all thinking about how to save their lives and how to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.
But at this time, weapons and ammunition, oceans, and jewelry were placed in front of him. But he felt that everything here was so heavy.
"Woo! Woo! Woo!"
Veteran Youzi burst into tears, hiding his face and crying.
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At the same time, Wei Zhengcai finally saw Duanwu in Sihang Warehouse.
Wei Zhengcai held Duanwu's hand and said: "Brother Duanwu, you are extremely intelligent, loyal and brave. No wonder the master values you so much and has made an exception to promote you to the colonel commander of the 88th Division Independent Regiment.
Brother, looking at the entire 88th Division, you are not only the youngest commander, but also the fastest promoted commander, hahaha! congratulations! "
Duanwu smiled and said: "Same joy, same joy."
After chatting for a while, Duanwu took the lead and asked: "Brother Wei is here, does he also want to advance and retreat with my independent group? I am very welcoming. I am short of manpower here. Look, I will arrange a three-story building for you. What a good position. When the time comes, Brother Wei will be able to fight the Japanese from a high position. How majestic will that be?"
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Wei Zhengcai was speechless. Hearing Duanwu's words, he even felt a chill running down his spine. As a gendarmerie directly under the division headquarters, he lived happily!
It was usually soldiers on the front line who fought, and he led the military police to target the backs of these people.
But at this time, Duanwu asked him to fight with him, which was obviously an act of committing suicide.
Because just now, he had heard the pre-war mobilization during the Dragon Boat Festival. Dragon Boat Festival has no intention of retreating. Either this is the grave of the Japanese, or the grave of the 88th Division Independent Regiment.
The little devil has an absolute advantage in terms of firepower and combat effectiveness. And when the Eighty-seventh Division, the Eighty-eighth Division, and the Thirty-sixth Division were all withdrawn, they also had an absolute advantage in numbers.
Therefore, if Duanwu has no plans to retreat, waiting for the fate of this unit will be a dead end.
Wei Zhengcai didn't want to die yet, even though Sun Yuanliang gave him an order to supervise the battle.
But at this time, in order to survive, he had to withdraw.
Wei Zhengcai quickly denied it and said: "Brother Duanwu misunderstood, Brother Yu has a more important task to do. And I came here today, firstly, to congratulate me, and secondly, to send a phone call to my brother so that he can contact Nan'an conveniently, hahaha!"
After that, Wei Zhengcai waved his hand, and his men handed over the phone line and the phone and entrusted them to Lao Hulu! ...
