"Captain, the Japs are coming in!"
"Come on, we've been waiting for them!"
Before the iron fence of the waterway was blasted by the Japanese army, Yan Yan and Xie Jinyuan had already stood on the stone bridge on the pier carrying a flamethrower and each occupied a corner.
The flamethrower was bought from the public settlement at a huge cost.
I bought six pieces in total and spent 600 legal coins.
He also spent 100 French coins to buy 100 kilograms of yellow soap powder.
Mix gasoline with an appropriate amount of yellow soap powder to become napalm.
In melee combat, the role of the flamethrower is beyond imagination.
While he was talking, a tidal wave of noise suddenly sounded from the waterway pier.
"Onboard!" Accompanied by a tidal wave of noise, dozens of devils wearing only loincloths rushed up the steps of the pier carrying dripping 38 caps.
"Fire!" Xie Jinyuan immediately pulled the trigger.
Yan Yan also pulled the trigger of the flamethrower almost at the same time.
Two streams of flames swooped down from the stone bridge in an instant.
These two flames instantly illuminated the lobby on the first floor of the west building as bright as day.
There were also forty or fifty Japanese who had just rushed onto the dock and were swallowed up by two waves of flames.
This scene, to be honest, was really cruel and bloody. Before the forty or fifty Japs even figured out what was going on, they turned into blazing fire in an instant. Real fire!
"Zhizhi..." Dozens of ghosts let out inhuman screams from deep in their throats.
Under the scorching flames, these Japs completely lost their sense of direction and began to flee crazily on the bluestone steps of the waterway pier. The more than ten steps of the steps became a chasm that could never be crossed.
"Bah!" Gunshots rang out, and a soldier aimed at the fallen Japanese and fired.
"Stop, don't even shoot!" Xie Jinyuan said sternly, "Let them burn!"
The national troops around the dock released their triggers one after another and watched quietly as the Japanese burned.
In just a few moments, the rich aroma of barbecue began to fill the hall on the first floor of the west building.
"Gululu." Xiao Huangpao's belly suddenly made a loud growl.
Xie Jinyuan, Yan Yan, Wu Jie and others all looked at him strangely.
"No, no." Xiao Huangpao quickly defended, "I didn't want to eat it."
The man-eating little yellow robe has been spreading like wildfire since tonight.
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"These naughty little devils, I really want to eat them!"
Zhang Yifu was lying behind the window, looking out through the gap in the cabinet blocking the window. From his position, he could just see the Japanese who had rushed outside the west building of Sihang Warehouse.
Because the Japanese fired two more flares into the sky, they could see very clearly.
At least thirty Japs have rushed into the West Building and are charging towards the gate of the West Building along Guangfu Road. The fastest Japs have already rushed to the gate. In addition, there are more behind the southwest corner of the West Building. The Japanese are following.
The total number of people is at least hundreds, a squadron!
So Zhang Yifu cursed the words he just said bitterly.
As a result, as soon as Zhang Yifu finished speaking, two streams of flames spurted out from the door and window of the west building of Sihang Warehouse, and the dozen or so Japs running at the front were instantly swallowed up by the flames.
Almost at the same time, two other streams of flames spurted out from the gap on the second floor of the west wall.
Four streams of flames, two in front and two behind, instantly blocked hundreds of Japs in the middle.
The next moment, continuous cracking sounds were heard from the ruins on the Guangfu Road and the west side, but it was the soldiers of the Songhu Independent Regiment who were throwing Molotov cocktails down from the rooftop of the west building and the windows of the upper floors.
Dozens or hundreds of gasoline burning bottles were thrown to the ground, and when they shattered, they also splashed gasoline. Then the splashing gasoline was ignited by the flames. In just a few seconds, in front of the west building of Sihang Warehouse, The ruins along the Liberation Road and outside the Western Wall became a sea of burning fire, a purgatory of raging flames.
Hundreds of Japanese were instantly swallowed up by the sea of fire.
"Well done!" Zhang Yifu couldn't help but cheer.
"Here, the devils are almost cooked. Do you dare to eat them?"
At some point, Mrs. Zhang had already laid down next to her man.
"Why don't you dare? If you really let the devil stand in front of me..." Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yifu suddenly turned around and ran into the bathroom, where he started retching against the toilet.
…
Edward was standing on the rooftop of the Bank of China building.
From Edward's position, not only could he clearly see the Japanese armored troops and the following infantry that were rapidly charging southward along North XZ Road, but he could also see the national troops that had quietly moved to the edge of the rooftop of the east building of Sihang Warehouse. The army also carried a large number of baskets, because it was dark and it was difficult to see what they contained.
But Edward could still guess that it was probably a Molotov cocktail.
The Japanese armored troops were very fast and soon passed the Qufu intersection.
After passing the corner of Qufu intersection, the cigarette shop in the southeast corner of Sihang Warehouse, that is, the three-story building was immediately exposed to the direct muzzle fire of the Japanese tanks.
It only took one salvo and the three-story building collapsed.
The strength of a small building like a cigarette shop is far inferior to that of the Sihang Warehouse.
After destroying the cigarette shop, the Japanese armored forces continued their assault southward.
In just a few minutes, the Japanese armored troops rushed to the north end of the New Junk Bridge. The first three Type 95 tanks ran over the ruins of the cigarette shop and turned straight onto Guangfu Road.
Seeing this, Edward's mouth turned into a look of schadenfreude.
Because from his perspective, he could already foresee that a disaster was about to come.
Of course, this was a disaster for the Japanese troops, who would soon suffer a brutal massacre.
In a flash, the Nationalist troops ambushing on the rooftop of the East Building of Sihang Warehouse had already begun throwing Molotov cocktails down. The Nationalist troops ambushing on the upper floors of the East Building of Sihang Warehouse were also throwing Molotov cocktails from behind the windows onto Guangfu Road.
With the sound of glass bottles breaking, a large amount of gasoline splashed onto the Japanese tanks.
Immediately afterwards, grenades fell from the sky one after another and landed on the Japanese tanks. The next second, the first dozen tanks burst into flames, and the flames engulfed the entire tank in a very short period of time.
From Edward's perspective, he could only see a dozen blazing fire balls.
"Haha, now the Japanese dwarf is in trouble." Edward chuckled contentedly.
Let you Japanese dwarfs become arrogant and become roasted suckling pigs, right? The National Army did a great job!
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"Oh no, no, no, no, that's definitely not true!"
"This must be crazy, I must be blind!"
"Poor Japanese, may God have mercy on you and let your souls rest in peace..."
On the rooftop of the Chinachem Hotel two kilometers away, those Western reporters and military observers also laughed gloatingly, and even pretended to make the sign of the cross on their chests, but the prayers could not be heard. There was a burst of uncontrollable joy. Is this really a serious prayer?
Sophia's beautiful eyes became extremely bright, I knew it!
Lotov's expression suddenly relaxed, and he shrugged and said: "It seems that our worries are unnecessary. The Songhu Independent Regiment has already been prepared."
"The Japanese may have hit the iron plate this time."
After a pause, he added: "To borrow a Chinese proverb, if you fail to steal a chicken, you will lose a handful of rice."
Sophia blinked her beautiful eyes and continued with a smile: "The Japanese have eaten a lot of rice."
"The battle is not over yet." Only Reeves felt a little worried on his face. He thought to himself that the damn Songhu Independent Regiment always hit him in the face again and again. It was disgusting.
"The battle is indeed not over yet," Lotov said with a smile.
"But for the Japanese, there will be no more miracles."
"Tonight is undoubtedly a sad day for the Japanese people."
"Not only did they lose a key battle diplomatically and politically, they also suffered an unprecedented military defeat. If I estimate correctly, the Japanese Navy's Songhu Special Marine Corps' losses tonight will exceed those before. loss!"
"Impossible!" Reeves was still furious and incompetent, "Absolutely impossible!"
However, after leaving behind hundreds of corpses and the wreckage of more than a dozen tanks, the Japanese army on the opposite side began to retreat hastily. It was obvious that the Japanese had realized that there was no hope of winning tonight, so they stopped their losses and escaped in time.
