The sound of gunfire in Sihang Warehouse has been silent all day and night.
Therefore, the sudden sound of these two cannons alerted the military observers, military attachés stationed in China, and field reporters on the rooftop of the Bank of China building. They all ran from their booths to the edge of the rooftop to watch.
"Oh, no, this was not done by the Japanese army, but by the Chinese army."
"The cake seller, the national army is shelling the gas plant, what happened?"
"Are the Chinese crazy? Why are they bombarding gas plants?"
"God, what do these crazy people want to do? Do they want to kill everyone?"
"Don't they know that once the gas plant explodes, the entire concession will be razed to the ground!"
The voices that sounded on the rooftop were almost all accusations, accusing the national army of not shelling the gas plant.
Only one voice said: "How could the Chinese have taken this step if they were not forced into a desperate situation?"
"Lotov, whose side are you on?" Reeves said angrily, "Do you want to secede from the concession?"
"Whose side do I stand on?" Lotov exclaimed, "I don't stand on either side. The Soviets will only stand on the side of justice."
Sophia interrupted the two of them and said, "Okay, okay, stop arguing. Fortunately, the shell did not hit the gas tank of the gas plant. It seems that this is just a warning from the national army."
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Jiang Siping closed his eyes subconsciously, waiting in horror for death to come.
However, after waiting for more than ten seconds, no explosion was heard.
"Huh?" Jiang Siping opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that the tap water factory diagonally opposite was still fine, and the two huge gas storage tanks were also standing there.
Didn't this hit the gas tank at the fireworks?
Is it because the accuracy of the national army's artillery is too poor? Missed at such a close distance?
"Director Jiang, this is not a difference in the accuracy of our artillery. It's just that the firing angle was increased by half a degree."
A stern voice sounded from Jiang Siping's side again: "This is just our warning shot, but the next shelling will no longer be a warning shot, but will go directly to the gas storage tank."
Jiang Siping turned his head and looked at Yan Yan blankly.
The fright just now caused the barrister's CPU to burn out and the computing speed suffered serious lag.
The harsh words did not give Jiang Siping a chance to think again: "Zhou Dafa, lower the firing angle by eight degrees and lock the two gas storage tanks in the fire factory! Load the shells and be ready to fire at any time!"
"Yes, lower the firing angle by eight meters and load the shells!" Zhou Dafa promised loudly.
The artillerymen of the two squads quickly turned the winch wheel to lower the muzzle slightly. This time they really aimed at the gas tank. They then inserted two rounds of 37mm-caliber armor-piercing rounds into the barrel, closed the breech and finally locked it.
"No, no, no, please don't do this. It's easy to say something if you have something to say."
Jiang Siping was frightened again when he saw this. He rushed to Yan Yan and begged repeatedly.
Yan Yan took out his mobile phone and checked the time, and said coldly: "The time is now two o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be five o'clock in the afternoon. If the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau of the Concession still doesn't release the person before five o'clock in the afternoon, huh, huh, huh."
He sneered three times, then turned to Zhou Dafa severely and said: "Zhou Dafa, please listen to me. If you don't see the brothers from the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment in front of you before five o'clock this afternoon, I will fire on him. , and this is a dead order, no modification is allowed, even I myself am not allowed to take it back!"
"Yes!" Zhou Dafa responded loudly, "If I don't see the brothers from the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment in front of me before five o'clock this afternoon, I will bombard him! This order is a dead order. Come on, platoon leader It's no use, it's no use if Mr. Yan comes, even if the King of Heaven comes, I can still fight him!"
"Sir Zhou, please don't do this. Mr. Yan, please don't do this."
"You can't hit the fire plant, you can't hit the gas tank, you can't hit it."
"Director Jiang, the military order is like a mountain. This military order cannot be modified." Yan Yan said coldly, "So you should go back and report to Bao Daizhen quickly. You still have two hours and fifty-nine minutes left."
"This, this, this, alas!" Jiang Siping suddenly stamped his foot, turned around and left.
Seeing Jiang Siping leave quickly, Yang Deyu frowned and said, "Old Yan, this is your ultimatum."
"That's right, it's an ultimatum." Yan Yan nodded, "This matter cannot be delayed, otherwise it will be a waste. If we want to achieve success, we must cut through the mess quickly and we must not give the public concession time to change things!"
"But what if something goes wrong?" Yang Deyu asked quietly.
"That's not a loss." Yan Yan smiled and added, "We, the more than seventy people, can take away at least tens of thousands of Japanese. The most important thing is to level the shame of the public concession."
"But there are still more than one million Chinese people in the concession."
"There is nothing we can do about it. Who made our country weak?"
"You are weak and do not have the determination and courage to die together. You deserve to be beaten."
As a time traveler, Yan Yan knows better than anyone else that this pressure is nothing.
In another time and space, an old man made the decision to fight back on Zhenbao Island despite the threat of a surgical strike by a major country using nuclear weapons. Peace is never something you can ask for.
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"Warning? Just a warning?!"
"You fucking told me this was just a warning?"
Langdale glared at Jiang Siping with a cannibalistic look.
No longer faced with the danger, Landale immediately recovered.
Jiang Siping looked embarrassed, and I was helpless too.
Langdale was still angry, holding his neck and roared: "Lawyer Jiang, you may not know that the two artillery shells of the national army did not hit the gas tank of the gas plant, but they hit the Taikoo steamship three kilometers away. The dock hit an ocean-going ship anchored at the dock, injuring two British crew members, severely damaging the hull, and causing direct economic losses of more than 5,000 pounds. Now please tell me who should bear responsibility for this accident. ?”
Jiang Siping remained silent, you have nothing to say to me about this.
It's not like I ordered the Chinese army to bombard the Taikoo Steamship Terminal.
"This matter has become a big deal. This matter has become a big deal. This is an international dispute!"
"Not only the Songhu Independent Regiment, but also the national army and the National Government must be responsible for this!"
Langdale waved his arms and continued to roar at the top of his lungs. In fact, he was just trying to save his dignity and save the face he had lost in Sihang Warehouse this morning.
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In the west of Shanghai, the 88th Division temporary headquarters.
Sun Yuanliang, who had just been promoted to commander of the 72nd Army, received a call from his old partner Chen Shunong.
But what Chen Shunong said on the phone really startled Sun Yuanliang, and he lost his voice and said: "Old Chen, what did you say? How dare someone named Yan order the bombardment of the tap fire factory in the concession? Is he crazy?"
"Oh, it didn't hit the gas tank, that's okay, that's okay."
"What? Hit the Taikoo Pier and punch a big hole in the Taikoo Ship?"
"This guy surnamed Yan is really brave. He even dares to stroke the beards of British people."
"After suffering such a big loss, the British will definitely not let it go. It depends on how this kid ends up. I highly doubt that his skin will be peeled off by the British."
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"Warning, this must be a warning!"
"The purpose must be to force the Concession Ministry of Industry and Commerce to release the people."
In the headquarters on the third floor of the Bank of Communications warehouse, Yifeng Takeshita, the captain of the Zhabei detachment, said firmly to Masasuke Shimomura and Ritsu Maeda: "The commander of the China Army at the Sihang Warehouse opposite has been forcing the Concession Industry Bureau to release the prisoners. More than three hundred officers and soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment were detained at the Riverside Building."
Shimomura Masuke asked: "How did you know?"
Takeshita Yifeng said: "Your Majesty the Commander and the Chief of Staff, you have just arrived in Shanghai or not long ago, so you don't know about it, but this matter is not a secret in the public concession. The reason why the Chinese Army who stayed at the Sihang Warehouse refused to do so within the stipulated time. The reason for the evacuation was that the public concession, under pressure from the empire, detained the main force of the Chinese Army that retreated into the concession first. Since then, the Chinese Army who stayed behind at the Sihang Warehouse has been fighting against the concession."
Shimomura Masuke said: "This small China Army unit really overestimates its capabilities."
Takeshita Yifeng said: "Commander, please do not underestimate this China army."
"That's right." Masasuke Shimomura nodded, "After all, they hold the fate of the concession in their hands."
Ritsu Maeda said: "In this case, our plans must be advanced. In particular, the simulated bombing exercise at the Sihang Warehouse must be prepared as soon as possible, otherwise it may not be enough to prevent the release of the Chinese Army detained in the public concession."
"Then call the aviation force quickly." Shimomura Masasuke was convinced.
