The rooftop of the Bank of China building.
More than a dozen military observers and reporters were also amazed.
"Wow, the Chinese army is trying to steal the Japanese army's flat-firing artillery?"
"The performance of the national army tonight is really surprising."
"Yes, I think so. This national army is really impressive."
"If the national army gets its hands on this, the Japanese army will be humiliated."
"Guys, do you think the national army can get back those two flat-firing cannons?"
"It's absolutely impossible. The Japanese army will definitely try their best to stop it. They have two heavy machine guns on the rooftop of the Bank of Communications warehouse, and several light machine guns on the commanding heights on the west side of the ruins. In addition, they have at least two squadrons that can be deployed at any time. In battle, facing such powerful firepower, the national army has no chance at all."
"It's hard to say, after all, the distance is less than fifty meters."
"And the Taisho 11-year-old 37mm caliber flat-firing cannon is not heavy either."
While more than a dozen people were arguing, the Chinese army and the Japanese army on the opposite side were also engaging in fierce exchanges of fire.
Several military observers soon discovered that the battle situation was somewhat unusual. The Japanese army's firepower was actually suppressed by the Chinese army, and the Chinese army that attacked did not suffer a decent interception.
"What's going on? The Japanese army's firepower was suppressed by the national army."
"God, how is this possible? The national army obviously only has one Maxim heavy machine gun."
"Sniper! It's a sniper! The Chinese snipers suppressed the Japanese machine guns!"
The military observers and reporters who grabbed the binoculars invariably pointed their cameras at the rooftop of the Bank of Communications warehouse, and then saw a shocking scene.
In the field of vision, Japanese machine gunners entered the shooting position one after another, and were shot one after another. The two Type 92 heavy machine guns deployed on the edge of the rooftop were stunned and had no chance to exert their firepower.
The camera moved down, and the situation of several light machine guns at the commanding heights on the west side of the ruins was similar.
Machine gunners came up one after another, and were shot one after another.
"Wow wow wow, today is really an eye-opener. A rifle can actually suppress a machine gun."
"It's not surprising. Machine gunners are originally one of the key targets of snipers."
"I'm surprised that this small national army unit actually has so many excellent snipers."
"The suspense is not over yet, a large number of Japanese soldiers are pouring out from the first floor of the Bank of Communications warehouse."
"The marksmanship of these Japanese soldiers is also extremely accurate. No matter how good the sniper marksmanship of the Chinese army is, they may not be able to suppress the hundreds of Japanese snipers scattered everywhere. The Chinese army that snatches the flat-fire cannons may be in big trouble."
"However, the Japanese have no time. If they have more than 20 meters of Chinese troops, they will be safe."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two slowly descending flares had burned out and extinguished in the air, and the entire battlefield instantly fell into boundless darkness.
The Japanese soon fired two more flares.
But when the two illumination bombs rose again, shining dazzling light on the battlefield, they discovered that the national army had already climbed over the barricade in the southwest corner with flat-fire cannons and artillery shells!
The national army succeeded, they really did it!
The national army really took back those two flat-firing cannons!
"It's interesting." Lotov straightened up from behind a telescope and murmured, "This is interesting."
Lotov was worthy of being the Soviet military attache stationed in Shanghai. He had an extremely keen sense of military acumen. He had already keenly noticed that the Sihang Warehouse battlefield had become different from before. To be more precise, there had been changes in the national army.
Before this, the national army's tactical choices seemed very conservative or passive.
There is a lack of creativity when attacking, and only rigid defense when defending.
Occasionally there will be counterattacks, but they will only follow the rules, with few changes in tactics.
However, the tactics used by this small force left behind at Sihang Warehouse are impressive. Whether they detonated flour twice in a row to kill the Japanese troops, or this time they unexpectedly moved their troops and firepower forward to the southwest corner of Sihang Warehouse. The barricades and tactics are all remarkable, making people look forward to it unconsciously.
"The command style has changed significantly. Is this a new commander?"
Lotov rubbed his newly shaved chin and began to look forward to the next battle.
…
Zhang Yifu hid on the north balcony of his apartment and witnessed the entire battle at close range.
Seeing about 20 national troops successfully climbing over the southwest corner barricade with two flat-firing cannons and more than a dozen boxes of artillery shells, Zhang Yifu couldn't help clenching his fists and cheering loudly.
"Well done, well done, that's it!"
"Flute..." A sharp whistle sounded from below.
But it was the Belarusian patrolman patrolling along the street who discovered Zhang Yifu.
"Go back to your room, go back quickly, don't stay on the balcony."
After being warned by the Belarusian patrolman, Zhang Yifu could only go back to his room angrily.
But after returning to the room, he was still paying attention to the battlefield on the north bank of the Suzhou River through the glass window.
"Don't look at it. You're shooting guns and cannons. What's there to see? If you're careful, you'll piss off the patrolman and arrest you." The woman who was sorting out old books said angrily.
"You're a woman, what do you know?"
"This is Shanghai, this is China, why should the Belarusian patrol arrest me?"
While talking, Zhang Yifu took out half a bottle of French red wine from the wine cabinet.
"No, I have to have a drink tonight, and I'll drink it with the devils from the North Shore."
At this moment, Zhang Yifu was not the only Chinese who was in a good mood.
…
However, Morita Taka has fallen into boundless rage, and the veins on his forehead are bulging.
It was undoubtedly a great shame that more than 20 Chinese soldiers were allowed to snatch away two horizontal-firing infantry guns and more than a dozen boxes of artillery shells from Asano's team in front of Western military observers and field reporters.
It was even more shameful than the previous two open-fire attacks and being ambushed.
It is completely conceivable what the style of the newspapers in the concession will be like tomorrow.
And the Army Red Deer will definitely make ruthless mockery of their navy.
Morita Taka couldn't even imagine what the Commander's expression would look like after hearing the news?
Your Excellency, the Commander, does not have a very good temper. The former captain of the 10th Battalion, Toshi Kitaro, was held accountable by the headquarters for losing the face of the Marine Corps, and was eventually forced to commit seppuku.
However, this time, Morita Taka lost even more face than Tushi Kitaro.
Therefore, there is a high probability that he will break the Marine Corps record for the shortest tenure as a captain.
Although he was very angry and might even be forced to apologize, Morita Taka did not lose his mind because of this. Instead, Morita Taka became calmer than before and suppressed the requests of several squadron leaders to fight.
"Send my order, Maeda Squadron withdraws to the Bank of Communications warehouse."
"Transfer the tank detachment and the Ogasawara squadron back from the Kaifeng intersection."
Morita Taka was already keenly aware that the small national army unit on the opposite side had given up retreat.
If they had wanted to withdraw, they would have already passed through the barbed wire blockade on the west side of XZ Road and would never have waited until now.
The reason why it has not withdrawn until now is that this small national army has given up retreat, so there is no need for the tank detachment and the Ogasawara squadron to guard the Kaifeng intersection.
…
Two Taisho 11-year-old 37mm caliber flat-fire cannons have been dragged into the lobby on the first floor of the west building. Zhu Shengzhong and a dozen Central Army veterans from Class 1 immediately surrounded them.
Class 1 also contributed a lot to the battle just now.
The light machine gun on the commanding heights on the west side of the ruins was suppressed by Squad 1.
Zhu Shengzhong killed five Japanese machine gunners alone.
"My dear mother, the firepower of this thing is very ferocious."
"Now that we have a flat-firing cannon, we are no longer afraid of Japanese tanks."
"Not only tanks, but also machine guns that can be used to fight Japanese soldiers. They are very beautiful."
"There are just a few cannonballs, so we only got back a dozen boxes, which won't last a few days."
Zhu Shengzhong and a dozen veterans of the Central Army just touched the two flat-fire cannons.
Wu Jie, the secretary of the battalion headquarters, looked at the motley crew returning in high spirits like a fool.
To be honest, Wu Jie couldn't believe his eyes with what was happening in front of him.
The main force of the 1st Battalion has left, and there are only more than fifty people from the first row in the entire Sihang Warehouse. However, Yang Deyu was stunned to win three battles in a row with these more than fifty people and a Maxim heavy machine gun. .
Adding up these three victories, at least hundreds of little devils were killed.
What's even more unbelievable is that he actually got back two flat-firing cannons!
Yang Deyu's platoon actually fought better than their battalion?
