The western wall of Sihang Warehouse once again turned into purgatory.
Streams of flames flew through the air.
The Japanese soldiers climbing on the ladder were burned to death one after another.
No one could bear the pain of being burned in flames, so these Japanese soldiers let out miserable wails and then fell down from a height of seven to eight meters.
Some fell to death on the spot, while others were seriously injured.
Some of them were only slightly injured after falling, but they got up and ran around wildly until their whole bodies were half burned, and then they finally fell to the ground wailing, but their limbs were still twitching.
This tragic scene shocked all the devils below.
The morale of the Japanese is declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This wave of blows is really hurtful and has seriously damaged the Japanese army's morale and morale.
Morita Taka, who led the team to supervise the battle, keenly discovered this and immediately rushed forward with a saber.
"Keep climbing up, don't stop, keep attacking, attack! The Empire of Japan is on board..."
With the roar, the old devil climbed up a ladder with his saber in hand, and then climbed up with all his strength.
The old devil knows very well that if this battle fails, it will be his final battle. He has no retreat and can only go all the way to the dark side. Only by taking down the Four Lines Warehouse can he atone for his sins.
"Don't stop, the Imperial Navy is invincible!"
"Continue to attack, rush forward, kill the Chinese army, kill the Chinese army..."
Amid the roar of Morita's eagle, the Japanese who gathered under the Western Wall finally regained their courage, moved a spare bamboo ladder against the wall, and began another upward attack.
Morita Taka held a knife in his right hand, stepped on the ladder with his left hand, and kicked up his two short legs until he flew up.
In less than a moment, the old devil had climbed to a height of more than ten meters, and was less than one meter away from the gap above his head.
However, at this moment, a glass bottle suddenly rolled out from the outer edge of the gap and rushed towards his door.
The old devil didn't have time to think too much, and subconsciously grabbed the bottle with his left hand. His eyesight was quite accurate, and he actually grabbed it. Then the old devil was horrified to find that there was a grenade tied to the glass bottle.
Moreover, the grenade's screw cap was open, and smoke was puffing out from the detonator hole.
idiot! Before he could finish his thought, the grenade exploded, and the shock wave from the explosion knocked the old Japanese man's body half a meter into the air.
The glass bottle also cracked instantly, and the gasoline inside splashed out.
The next moment, the splashing gasoline was ignited by the open flame caused by the gunpowder.
Then, the rain of gasoline splashing in all directions turned into a shower of meteors and fire.
Morita Taka was blown into the air, the other two Japs climbing on the ladder, and the bamboo ladder were all swallowed up by the rolling rain of fire!
The same scene was also played out in other gaps.
Two walls of the Sihang Warehouse were once again engulfed in flames.
And this time, the sea of fire spread to the root of the wall.
For a time, there was a roar of wailing.
The Japanese suffered heavy losses again.
This time even the morale of the soldiers was hurt.
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"idiot!"
"This is impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
"Where did the Chinese army get the arson bombs?"
"And arson bombs can't be used like this!"
Yasuda Yoshida was completely controlled by anger, and his facial muscles were twitching uncontrollably.
After countless calculations, they had calculated everything except that the national army actually had arson bombs.
Miki Mizutani stared blankly at the sea of fire in front of her. Her mind was also confused, but her hands were driven by the reporter's instinct to press the shutter continuously.
"Crack, click!"
Yasuda Yoshida turned around angrily.
"Miss Meiji, what are you doing?"
"Ah? Your Majesty Commander, I don't..."
"Baga, delete, delete these photos!"
With that said, Yasuda Yoshida reached out to grab the camera.
Mizutani Miki subconsciously took a step back.
At this moment, a sharp whistle sounded.
Immediately, Miki Mizutani was horrified to see that Yoshida Yasuda's face suddenly bloomed, like a blooming flower blooming in all directions.
…
"I knew it!"
“There will be unexpected surprises on the rooftop of Bank of Communications!”
"The only drawback is that the military rank is a bit low. It seems like he is just a colonel?"
Yan Yan smiled and pointed the gun to one side, hey, why is it a woman? reporter?
After being stunned for a moment, the woman had already fallen down on the rooftop opposite. Her entire body was blocked by the half-person-high parapet, making her unable to hit her.
Then the firepower of several heavy machine guns poured in.
The brick wall in the gap was instantly beaten with smoke and dust flying everywhere.
Yan Yan quickly picked up the FAL rifle and exited the room.
Xiao Huangpao, a serious orderly, also quickly withdrew.
In fact, the Japanese machine guns could not directly hit their hiding spot.
But there is another thing on the battlefield called stray bullets, which can also be fatal.
So he decisively evacuated the sniper point because there was no need to show off.
…
"It's burned well, it's burned beautifully, that's how it should be burned!"
"Burn these idiots! Burn them all to ashes!"
"You dare to come and show off your power on our Chinese soil, you are so tired of living!"
These two mornings, Zhang Yifu really enjoyed it. Not only did he enjoy two high-level actual combat performances at close range, but more importantly, the national army also won, and it was a crushing victory!
While I was dancing, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my right ear.
Passively turning his head, he discovered that it was his own tigress.
"Nong Yinxi, guns don't have eyes."
"Easy, gentle, it hurts, my ear fell off!"
"It's better to have an ear fall off than to lose your life."
"What are you talking about? It's fine on the second floor. You can't hit it."
"What if you get hit? Besides, the patrol will come to arrest you."
Zhang Yifu was not afraid of the patrol police, but he was afraid of his own tigress, so he could only go back to his room.
However, after returning to the room, I lay down behind the window and looked. I saw that the Japanese had withdrawn. Not only the Japanese who attacked the gap in the west wall of Sihang Warehouse had withdrawn, but also the Japanese who were advancing along Guangfu Road had withdrawn.
"Old Zhang, the national army opposite seems to have become more powerful? The Japanese have killed many people in the past two days."
"Who says otherwise? If the national army had fought like this earlier, before the Japanese reinforcements arrived, the Japanese navy in the Japanese Concession would have been driven into the Huangpu River to feed the fish."
"But what's the use?"
"The whole of Shanghai is about to fall."
Mrs. Zhang muttered disdainfully.
Zhang Yifu's expression darkened.
Yes, what's the use?
…
Zhang Baiting and Yu Hongjie's emotions are undoubtedly the most complicated.
On the one hand, they were happy, even excited, for this small national army unit in Sihang Warehouse.
They really didn't expect that the platoon at the rear of the opposite side could withstand the Japanese's continuous fierce attacks with only more than 50 people, but could also continuously inflict heavy losses on the Japanese.
How many victories have they won in the past two days?
How many Japanese have been killed in total?
It was said that hundreds of them were killed yesterday. How many were killed today?
The combat effectiveness of this small force is simply outrageous.
Why did they suddenly become so capable? Why?
But on the other hand, the two of them were deeply worried about the current situation.
No matter how well this small force fought at Sihang Warehouse, it was only a partial and trivial victory and had almost no impact on the overall situation of the Sino-Japanese War.
Can it delay the fall of Shanghai? cannot!
Can it stop the Japanese attack? cannot!
The only purpose is to act as a show to let Western countries know that China still has the ability and willingness to resist. This may affect the decisions of Western countries and make the governments of Western countries make the decision to assist the government. This is also the decision of the government in the first place. The main reason for launching the Songhu Battle.
The 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment has actually completed this mission long ago.
However, the reinforced platoon, this small force that stayed behind the Sihang Warehouse, went a little too far, causing the entire plan to slide in the opposite direction out of control.
The problem now is that the national army's persistence in the war of resistance at Sihang Warehouse not only failed to win assistance from Western countries for the national government, but instead angered the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau of the Concession.
"Chief of Staff Zhang, we have to think of a way."
"We can't let the troops on the opposite side do whatever they want."
"Why do you think they just refuse to withdraw?"
Yu Hongjie held half a stick of Hardman with a sad look on his face.
"There is nothing I can do about it, people speak lightly."
Zhang Baiting's words did mean to vent his dissatisfaction, but it was more of helplessness.
What solution could he have? Even Commissioner Chen Shunong and Chen Special Commissioner sent from Nanjing couldn't do it. Can Zhang Baiting do it? What are you thinking about?
