At 9 a.m. on November 4, the Japanese army began to attack Jinshan Acropolis. The national troops in Huxi, Jiading and Nanxiang were still gritting their teeth and persisting, while the two armies in the right-wing cluster began to shrink towards Jinshan Acropolis.
Xie Jinyuan, Zhu Shengzhong and Shangguan Zhibiao also returned to Sihang Warehouse.
"Chief of Staff, the Public Concession and the French Concession have agreed to accept the wounded."
Xie Jinyuan officially changed his mind about Yan Yan and began to regard himself as the leader of the Songhu Independent Regiment.
Yang Deyu, Wu Jie and Zhu Shengzhong perked up, but Shangguan Zhibiao and the others felt a little lost.
But Xie Jinyuan has figured out that his battalion is indeed more useful if it stays in Songhu. If nothing else, it is proved that this time it forces the two concessions to accept the wounded from the west of Shanghai.
If it weren't for their presence, the concession would not give in at all.
Thinking of this, Xie Jinyuan suddenly felt a surge of pride in his chest.
So what if the teacher travels alone? So what if I'm alone behind enemy lines? Don't be afraid!
It is really a blessing that my husband Xu Guo, even if I never come back, I will never come back!
As the saying goes, a small stone can smash a large vat, and a battalion of troops can also be put to great use.
For example, stabbing a Japanese in the heart, an unexpected surprise attack may turn the tide of the battle.
"Chief of Staff, should we launch a surprise attack on the Japanese next? It would be best to attract the Japanese's attention from the west of Shanghai to Zhabei. This will not only cover the transportation of the wounded, but may also provide support for the west of Shanghai. and the main force of the national army in Jiading and Nanxiang to gain more time."
Xie Jinyuan's ambition has been aroused.
In other words, Xie Jinyuan is a bit superior.
Being a hero is really addictive.
At this time, Xie Jinyuan no longer thought about how to break out of the encirclement.
Instead, he thought about how to give the Japanese a hard blow.
Well, the main reason was that a series of severe tricks gave Xie Jinyuan a strong illusion that there was nothing he couldn't do as long as he risked his life.
So he wanted to make some noise in Zhabei.
On the one hand, it was to vent the bad anger that had been accumulated in the chest for many years, and on the other hand, it was also to share some of the pressure on the main force of the national army in the western battlefield of Shanghai.
This idea is actually very dangerous.
It belongs to losing a clear understanding of one's own strength.
But fortunately, Yan Yan's mind is still awake.
"Captain, do you think we have such ability?"
"The Battle of Songhu was a battle between millions of people on both sides."
"Throwing more than 400 of us in there, we can't even hear a single sound."
Yan Yan's cold water caught Xie Jinyuan off guard. He thought Yan Yan would support his proposal, but what did Yan Yan mean by his words? Did he not intend to fight back at all?
"Old Yan, isn't this like your style?"
Yang Deyu and Wu Jie also raised questions.
Tens of thousands of wounded soldiers are on their way to the concession, and hundreds of thousands of national troops on the battlefield in western Shanghai are also in danger. At this time, shouldn't our Songhu Independent Regiment make some noise in Zhabei?
"My style? What is my style? Do I have a style?"
"If I have to say I have a style, it would be to focus on the unexpected."
"When the enemy thinks we should be cautious, we have to strike hard."
"But when the enemy thinks that we will fight head-on, we should change our tactics and change our tactics. In short, we should focus on surprise, so that the enemy will never be sure of our approach."
Xie Jinyuan, Yang Deyu and others were stunned for a moment by Yan Yan's words.
Change your approach? Obscene development? Mainly a surprise? Speaking of which, he still does the same thing.
He said seriously but with a sigh: "The Japs have landed at Jinshanwei, and the Battle of Songhu has ended. Once the main force of the national army in the west of Shanghai withdraws, we will be the only lone army left in the entire Songhu area. By then We will become a thorn in the enemy's side, and they will try their best to remove this thorn in our side."
Yang Deyu said thoughtfully: "So what we need to consider now is not attack, but how to protect ourselves?"
"Yes, the first thing is to protect yourself." Yan Yan said, "If the enemy is strong and we are weak, we can only adopt a defensive and counterattack style. Simply attacking with force is a recipe for death and will not last long."
Xie Jinyuan frowned and said: "There is no need to attack blindly, just launch a larger-scale attack. As long as you choose the right point, it will be enough to hurt the Japanese and have an impact on the entire battle."
"It's not the time to take the initiative yet." Yan Yan objected again.
"The attack of the Songhu Independent Regiment is precious, and good steel should be used on the blade."
Xie Jinyuan felt a little dissatisfied and frowned: "Then we just watch like this?"
He sighed solemnly and said: "Captain, we have warned the superiors through the Miller Review, and through the warning just now, we have forced the public concession and the French Concession to agree to accept the wounded. We have done everything we should and should not do. Now, how the battle in Songhu will turn out next is no longer something we two can influence."
The expression on Xie Jinyuan's face dimmed, and he agreed with Yan Yan's words.
How the Battle of Songhu will evolve next is indeed beyond the control of the two of them.
If the Chairman of the Standing Committee really pinned his hopes on foreigners and insisted on attacking the foreigners with hundreds of thousands of troops from western Shanghai, their battalion would be of no use even if they were to fight in Zhabei.
But Xie Jinyuan was still a little unwilling: "Having said that, I feel really uncomfortable watching hundreds of thousands of national troops on the battlefield in western Shanghai fall into danger."
"Otherwise?" Yan Yan asked, "What else do you think we can do?"
Xie Jinyuan said: "How about asking Miss Sophia to publish an article in Miller's Review to persuade the principal to give up her illusions about Western countries and quickly order the withdrawal of troops while the Japanese troops have just landed?"
He said harshly: "Let's not talk about whether Miss Sophia is willing to publish such an article. Even if she is willing to publish it, do you think Chairman of the Standing Committee and Principal Chang is willing to listen?"
Xie Jinyuan said: "You have to try it before you know."
"Then let me tell you, there is no need to try at all." Yan Yan said suddenly, "Do you think no one persuaded him? No, there have always been people who persuaded him, and there are many. I don't know about others, but Bai Jiansheng, Chen Ci Xiu and Gu Mosan will definitely see the risks involved and will definitely advise him, but Principal Chang is superstitious about foreign interference, so what can you do?"
In the end, Xie Jinyuan could only sigh.
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"Hai!"
"Hai!"
"Hai!"
After saying "Hai" three times in a row, Masasuke Shimomura hung up the phone.
Ritsu Maeda asked in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, Commander, Hasegawa-dono seems to be very angry?"
"Can he not be angry?" Shimomura Masasuke said with a dark face, "Okamoto Jimasa just sent a telegram to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, suing our navy, saying that our marines are incompetent, leaving the Songhu Independent Regiment alone. The disaster caused their Ministry of Foreign Affairs’ diplomatic work in the concession to suffer a heavy setback.”
"It's because of his own incompetence, how can he blame our navy?" Ritsu Maeda was furious.
Okamoto's performance in the Chinachem Hotel has become a laughing stock, and the Navy actually feels the same way.
But they never expected that this idiot Okamoto Jimasa would sue them at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
"Forget it, there's no point in fighting over these." Shimomura Masasuke waved his hand and continued, "We still have to find a way to solve the dilemma of Sihang Warehouse, otherwise it will become an eternal shame for our navy. I went to the Navy last night During the club meeting, the idiots in the Army made great mockery of our Navy."
Ritsu Maeda said in a deep voice: "The best strategy is still to wait for the Chinese Army to take the initiative."
Shimomura Masuke sighed and said helplessly: "Maeda-kun, I'm afraid we can't wait."
Maeda Ritsu said: "If it is urgent, then the only way left is to attack from the front."
"A forceful attack is absolutely not possible." Masasuke Shimomura categorically objected, "We, especially the Marine Corps, cannot afford that price."
Ritsu Maeda frowned and said: "Without a frontal attack, and without the use of heavy artillery or heavy aerial bombs, there is only one last option left, but it may take nearly a week or so."
…
"In short, the most important thing now is self-protection," he said harshly.
Shangguan Zhibiao said: "If you just want to protect yourself, it would be too easy. You don't even need to do anything, because the main body of Sihang Warehouse is strong enough, and the Japanese will never even think of breaking in."
"Captain Shangguan, you are wrong." Yan Yan said, "The Japanese still have their ways."
"What other tricks can the Japs have?" Shangguan asked, "If they attack by force, they can't afford to kill anyone, but if they use heavy artillery or heavy aerial bombs, they're afraid of detonating the gas tanks in the fireworks factory, so there's nothing they can do." Bar?"
"Not necessarily." Yan Yan shook his head and said, "At least there is one more trick."
