Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 103 Chief Tang is going to sit in the village
Regarding the raising of the national flag by the defenders, the Japanese army reacted fiercely, but the Chinese side responded equally firmly.

You bombard me with mountain artillery and infantry, then I will smash it with mortars.

That is, maybe even the Japanese artillery themselves did not expect that they would be so persistent this time. They shelled for nearly 2 hours, from 7 o'clock to 9 o'clock, and there was no intention of stopping.

And more than an hour ago, the warehouse defenders stopped playing with them, and only the Japanese artillerymen were left to sing a one-man show there.

However, the Sixing Warehouse is still the same as yesterday. No matter how fierce the artillery fire is, the huge building remains motionless in the smoke.

The Chinese people who were blocked at the intersections on the south bank of the Suzhou River watched eagerly for a long time. The Japanese army did not make any other tactical moves except firing and firing, so they simply did not rush to watch.

A large ticket of green leather happened to come from afar, pushing a large and small car, but it was not to collect any protection money, but to deliver the three meals a day promised by the mysterious high-roller yesterday.

Although it is not a good thing, but noodles, thick porridge is enough, and there are other meals such as fermented bean curd, which are already good food for the people who fled.

Qingpi is in charge of maintaining order, food is sufficient, and there are rumbling guns and fierce battles on the opposite side, so the people are rarely in order.

After receiving the noodles and porridge, we sat on both sides of the street, eating and chatting, and checking to see if the Japanese guns in the distance had stopped.

If not, then continue to eat. After eating, burp and get up and walk around to digest food. There is no phenomenon of continuing to lie still in the bed after drinking a bowl of porridge a few days ago to avoid excessive food digestion.

There are three meals a day, right?
Have a full meal and watch Chinese soldiers fight devils!

Many people even felt that these two days turned out to be the happiest days since the start of the war, not one of them.

The Chinese people outside the warehouse were delighted, but the interior of the Sixing Warehouse, located in the center of the artillery fire, was actually not too miserable.

The warehouse building is solid, and the 70-caliber infantry artillery and 75-caliber mountain artillery of the Japanese army are a little stronger than tickling. Decibel sound and constant falling dust in the room.

That's no way, except that each company left two sets of lookout posts at the lookout holes to observe the movements of the Japanese infantry. Close your eyes and rest in the rooms assigned to each company, row and squad.

Most of the officers and soldiers could only sit and wait with their heads down, even though they knew the building would not collapse, they still felt a little anxious.

What kind of officers lead what kind of soldiers.

The third platoon responsible for the defense of the first floor was originally in the most dangerous area, but as the chief officer, Tang Dao told Liu Datou to lead the defense of the third platoon, and then he simply lay down on the bedroll and fell asleep.

From the night before to now, Tang Dao only slept for a total of two or three hours, which is not a big deal, but the few battles he personally participated in were nothing more than straws in the fire, especially his retaliatory individual raid last night.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just sneaking in under disguise, and then laying booby traps to kill people. In fact, only experts know how much pressure he has to bear physically and mentally.

The Japanese keep making mistakes, but their military strength can afford the consequences of making mistakes, and even if Tang Dao makes one mistake, it will be a deadly situation.

Even if he was once the king of single soldiers, Tang Dao's body and spirit are actually close to the limit. He must use the gap before the battle to adjust his body and spirit to the best state.

It's just that Tang Dao himself may not have imagined that the Japanese army would change their normal routine, and such bombardment regardless of cost made him rest for an hour and a half while resting on his pillow with the sound of rumbling guns.

Just because Tang Dao can fall asleep soundly with the sound of cannons on his head, doesn't mean that other people can.

After the other people in the third row stared at each other for a while, a veteran in the second class, nicknamed Lao Abacus, actually started a gamble under the instigation of veteran Youzi.

Don't bet on anything else, just bet on when the Japanese shelling will stop.

The betting is on the time period, and the odds of stopping within an hour are 1 to 1.1, that is to say, if you stop within an hour, the betting does not exceed 55 minutes, and you can earn 0.1 ocean if you lose an ocean, and the up and down within an hour does not exceed 5 minutes It is 1 to 1.5; for every additional 10 minutes in the future, the odds increase by 0.5, and if it exceeds three hours, 1 to 10.

If you don’t bet on the right time slot, your principal will naturally be gone, and being a banker at the opening is definitely a guaranteed profit without losing money.

In order to relieve the anxiety in their hearts, the soldiers in the third row, except for a few like Niu Er and Yang Xiaoshan who did not participate, at least lost a piece of ocean to divert their attention.

If there is no accident, according to the existing betting, even Leng Feng and Leng platoon leader came here for fun and lost 10 yuan to Dayang to bet that the Japanese artillery bombardment would not exceed 1 hour and 40 minutes. 30 yuan ocean is steady.

Who knew there were ruthless characters, a certain lieutenant woke up from a deep sleep, and saw that his soldiers actually played this in the midst of artillery fire.

"A group of bastards, they actually did this while I was asleep." Although the big guys were all lip-syncing amidst the rumbling gunfire, the expression on the face of the platoon leader Tang didn't seem very good-looking!
The old abacus shuddered.

But the next moment, the old abacus trembled even more.

Officer Tang, who should be very angry, looked at the still non-stop gunfire outside, and even reached out his hand to take out the valuable pen in his pocket, and put it on the odds table carefully designed by the old abacus. "I bet that the Japanese bombardment will last more than 3 hours!"

Sir, is it really okay for you to do this?
The soldiers present looked at each other.

I've seen ruthless ones, but I've never seen such ruthless ones.

Just bet 10 times the odds when you come up, the one with the smallest probability.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that the pen seems to be given to you by a beautiful reporter!Just put it on the gambling table?

Don't they all say that it's hardest to bear the grace of a beauty!You are not afraid that one day a beautiful reporter will find out, and in a fit of rage, write us three rows in the newspaper as a bunch of scum?
"Sir, don't play so big!" Old Abacus bared his big yellow teeth, his face was almost full of bitterness.

It's not that he's not brave enough to accept this super bet worth at least hundreds of oceans, but what if the big reporter comes over again at night?Who said so much, Chief Tang lost the pen to his old abacus, so what's the matter, should he hand it over or not?
Look at the thoughtful bastards of Veteran Youzi, Lao Suan can guarantee that as long as he wins their money today, someone will definitely sue him.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll take you if I dare to bet you." Tang Dao glared and snorted coldly. "It's not sure who will win!"

Looking at the old Abacus grinning in pain, Tang Dao didn't feel too embarrassed for him after thinking about it, and simply said: "Since you don't have the guts to make a deal with a hammer, then let me come to the dealer, don't have to worry about it. I gamble for more than 3 hours, and if I gamble for less than 3 hours, I will pay 1 for all, and this sum will be offset by all my military achievements of Tang Dao, and your old abacus will help me collect money and keep accounts."

Simple and rude gambling.

And it's almost like giving money away.

The soldiers looked at each other eagerly.

The reason is very simple. It is not the first time they have dealt with the Japanese army, shelling for three hours?Is it possible for the little Japanese to urinate?
Moreover, isn't the artillery fire much sparser now?

Otherwise, how can I hear people clearly.

(End of this chapter)