October 29, 1937!
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, the flag-raising ceremony had already begun on the roof of Sihang Warehouse.
Led by Duanwu, almost all the soldiers gathered here.
They paid attention to the battle flag representing the Chinese soldiers and paid their highest respect.
The people on the south bank saw the battle flag.
Pedestrians stopped and vendors stopped selling. They all raised their heads and stared at the battle flag that symbolized China's last dignity and last stubbornness.
The 88th Division Independent Regiment is still there, and the man is still yelling.
They just like to hear that man yelling, even if he acts like a madman sometimes.
Yang Huimin was also looking at the battle flag. Although she wanted to stay there. But Dragon Boat Festival drove her back. Dan-oh says her being there will affect morale. Although she didn't understand what was going on.
However, during this trip, she also received a mission. Just find a woman who can dance on a tightrope.
This is simply too difficult. Dancing on a tightrope. She has never seen it in her life.
But since this is an order, she must execute it absolutely.
From the window of a three-story hotel, Wei Zhengcai was watching all this.
He silently raised his right hand and saluted the battle flag. And for some reason, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.
He felt that he should do something, and he must do everything possible to deliver the hard-won batch of cannonballs.
But nowadays, the British control is very strict, and it is not easy for Yang Huimin to secretly jump into the river and swim across alone.
As for transporting more than 20 rounds of artillery shells to the north bank, he has yet to think of a practical way.
But he has made up his mind that he must lead people to transport the cannonballs by tonight at the latest. Even if there were groups of people floating in the water carrying cannonballs, he would still send the cannonballs over.
"Xiao Zhao will find me some twenty brothers who are good at water..."
Buzz! Buzz! ...
Wei Zhengcai was giving orders to his men, but he didn't expect a harsh buzzing sound to suddenly come from outside the window.
This is the roar of an airplane engine.
Wei Zhengcai felt something was wrong. He opened the window and looked out, but saw that something had happened.
Two Japanese fighter planes flew from the sea and headed straight for Sihang Warehouse.
They received information from the intelligence agency Yamamoto Yoshika and learned that on the eve of the decisive battle, Chinese soldiers would hold a flag-raising ceremony on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse.
In order to undermine the morale of the Chinese people and to show off their military power to the established colonists, the Japanese did not hesitate to send two fighter planes to fight.
The Japanese pilots are as arrogant as the Japanese army.
They pounced straight down from the air, without even checking whether the enemy had anti-aircraft artillery. They aimed at the flagpole on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse and launched a round of crazy strafing.
This may seem like suicide. Because if the Chinese soldiers have prevention and control artillery or other air defense weapons, the two planes of the little devils will not be enough to fight.
But the little devil is so arrogant. On the battlefield in China, they have never encountered a real opponent. They have always been crushing the Chinese army.
Because they were flying the empire's most advanced fighter planes, even the few anti-aircraft artillery pieces of the Chinese army could not hit them in a short time.
So the two Japanese pilots swooped down and then aimed at the roof of the Sihang Warehouse and fired indiscriminately.
Chug tug tug, tug tug tug! ...
A 12.7mm unloaded machine gun, extremely arrogant. The cement on the roof was lifted up in large areas just in the moment when the bullets rained down.
If Duanwu had not foreseen it and evacuated most of the people, I am afraid that this series of strafing would have caused dozens of casualties to the independent regiment.
Ding! Ding! Ding! ...
The sound of metal clanking followed one after another. It turned out that after adjusting the attitude of the aircraft, a Japanese soldier directly aimed at the flagpole and fired.
The Japs' planes raided the Sihang Warehouse precisely to destroy the last dignity of the Chinese soldiers and make the independent regiment lose their fighting consciousness.
Don’t you want to raise the flag? Then our Imperial Japanese planes will come and break your flagpole and slap the Chinese soldiers hard.
I just didn't want to, but with a snap, the slap hit the little devil's own face.
The 12.7mm unloaded machine gun they were most proud of flew away like jelly beans in front of the Chinese flagpole, and could only create a little spark on the flagpole. Isn’t this Made in China a bit too awesome?
"Nani?"
The two Japanese pilots' eyes widened. They couldn't believe their eyes. The 12.7mm machine gun bullets swept past and were unable to shake a Chinese-made flagpole.
Of course, they would never have imagined that when Dragon Boat Festival settled in Sihang Warehouse, this hole would have been dug for the little devil.
The material of the flagpole is steel pipe, which is as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The thickness of the steel pipe is about eight millimeters and it is round.
Perhaps a 12.7mm bullet that hits the steel pipe in the front may make a hole in the steel pipe, otherwise it will be bounced away by the arc structure of the steel pipe.
Therefore, despite a series of blows from the Japs' machine guns, the twelve-meter-high flagpole still stood firm.
"Captain, are you a god?"
Sun Shiyu's excitement was palpable, because he thought he was the one who erected this flagpole with others.
At that time, he still felt strange why Hao Duandui had to erect a pole on the roof of the building.
And it wasn't until last night that he knew that it turned out to be a flagpole.
But at that time, he was not too surprised, because it was nothing to prepare a flagpole in advance.
Only today, when the Japs' machine gun bullets hit the flagpole, Sun Shiyu finally understood what was going on.
His Dragon Boat Festival commander even thought of Japanese planes shooting at the flagpole to prevent them from raising the flag.
Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan and others on the side were also surprised.
Because many plans for Dragon Boat Festival were set in advance before they entered Sihang Warehouse.
At that time, none of them had arrived, let alone the little devils.
But these little devils, as if they were acting according to the script set in advance during the Dragon Boat Festival, came one by one to die at a certain time.
Xie Jinyuan couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Brother Duanwu? Can you predict the future?"
Dragon Boat Festival had already expected that with so many traps set in advance, if there was no clear reason, everyone in front of him might think he was a monster.
Of course, some people may think that he is a god.
But this is not what Duanwu wants. Because whether it is a monster or a god, it will attract a lot of attention.
He didn't want to become a circus monkey. So I thought about my rhetoric early: Aren't these the most basic tactics of the military academy? ...
