Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 172
The Japanese infantry refused to give up.

From the rising of the sun to the setting sun like blood, with the help of more than 3 people from the 37th Infantry Regiment, which was urgently transferred by the 2000rd Division, they climbed up and down the ruins like hardworking ants.

But there were too many people, and there was no way to pry up a concrete block weighing a thousand catties, let alone rescue a living person who was still alive.

A lot of corpses stuck in the crevices of various stones were taken out, because it was very simple. If they were pressed and stuck, they could be chopped with a knife, chopped into several pieces and pulled out.

After one day, more than 2000 mutilated corpses were dragged out, but that was already the greatest result of the hard work of more than [-] Japanese troops.

But even this was not without cost. Because of these half-remained corpses, another small collapse occurred in the loosened ruins, and several Japanese infantrymen were buried in it.

Seeing this scene, the Japanese lieutenant general who arrived at the scene in his busy schedule could not help being furious. He roared loudly on the bank of the Suzhou Creek like a trapped animal, and even slapped the captain of the Engineering Corps, who managed to save his life by not entering the warehouse. A few big mouths.

However, if anger is useful, what is the use of artillery fire?
Unless, get thousands of kilograms of explosives, blow up the ruins, and see if you can find the flag of the 36th Infantry Regiment?
But if you accidentally blow up the gold crown of the United flag to the concession, that would be a huge mess.

Finally, when night fell and the groans in the ruins were almost silent, the Japanese army gave up the rescue operation.

When the Japanese army retreated like a tide, in addition to dropping a small unit here symbolically, it meant that the 36th Infantry Wing, which could have entered the Sixing Warehouse in a victorious posture, was abandoned.

In fact, until the end of the entire Songhu Battle half a month later, and even the end of the entire war, the Japanese army occupying Songhu did not excavate this pile of ruins.

The 36th Infantry Regiment, which lost its regiment flag and most of its officers died in battle, was abandoned by the 11rd Division on the evening of November 1 and placed under the direct control of the dispatched army headquarters.

The unlucky Toyoda Hideo turned into a lucky one. Because of the unlucky nature of the 36th Infantry Regiment, none of the rank and file officers were willing to take up the post.

Although the level has not been raised, but the position has jumped two levels in a row.That is, it seems that the captain of the new science and technology alliance did not smile when he looked at the remnant soldiers and defeated generals.

The other units are under the direct control of the High Command, which is to increase the standard, but even an idiot like the 36th Infantry Regiment knows that it may only be a matter of time before they cancel their designation.

Perhaps the only good thing for these unlucky ones is that they can stay away from the war.

A week later, some unlucky and lucky guys returned to China on a transport ship, and never set foot on Chinese soil again in their lives.

Perhaps, they don't want to come to this land that made them miserable anymore, and the desperate groaning of their colleagues in the ruins will always be their nightmare.

As for the other part, the war is not over yet!
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After the war, China did not excavate and sort out the ruins of the Sixing Warehouse, but built a monument to the Sixing Warehouse on the top of the ruins of the Sixing Warehouse. The list of all the combatants of the 88th Regiment of the 524th Division is in it.

The names of Yue Changqing and 92 other people are also engraved on the base of the monument, which is a compliment from the whole of China. It is believed that the soldiers who are buried here will not refuse their company.

The army and the people are like fish and water.

After several years of wind and rain, the monument with a white marble base has grown more than a dozen small trees around the concrete ruins.

Some people say that the hero who died in the Sixing Warehouse returned and turned into a tree to protect his position and his country; others said that it was actually the hundreds of corpses of Japanese soldiers decaying in the ruins that provided sufficient nourishment. Moisturize the tree species carried by the birds.
But no matter what it was said, in the end no one moved the young trees that grew stubbornly in the ruins, even if they were not some rare species, they were just miscellaneous trees.

With the passage of time, decades have passed by, and the vicissitudes of life, the former battlefields and piles of ruins have disappeared, replaced by a tree-shaded hill, green in spring and dry in winter, and flourishing every year.

But no matter how the seasons change, the only thing that remains the same is the monument and the name in it.

China has not forgotten them, nor has this nation forgotten them.

Lao Zhang and Lao Zhou, a bank clerk and a rickshaw driver during the war, two fellow Henan fellows who were originally so disparate in status and could not communicate with each other, became friends because of this battle.

Although the concession was captured by the Japanese army due to the outbreak of the Pacific War a few years later, they watched and helped each other, and they all survived that difficult period and lived to 60 years later.

Two ordinary Songhu old men who had completely retired had no other hobbies and had nothing to do, so they took a teapot and came to sit by the ruins of the Sixing Warehouse. In their words, they came to accompany the soldiers who died here.

Naturally, when someone asked for advice, the old man would tell them about the battlefield that broke out decades ago, and tell them the stories of those people.

Many young people have asked them whether the last heroic army successfully evacuated, or died in this famous ruin together with the Japanese invaders. The two old people always said with red eyes that they must have left.

But in fact, they don't know either.

Because they didn't even see anyone in the warehouse. As ordinary people, they had no way of knowing whether they were dead or alive and continued to fight the Japanese invaders on other battlefields.

However, an unexpected incident made them, who were already old and dying, know the answer they had wanted to hear for decades.

As the city becomes more and more developed, the usable land becomes less and less. The Zhabei District, which has become the core area, is full of skyscrapers. Only this place is an eye-catching small mound of overgrown trees.

Finally someone has their eyes on this place, hoping to invest huge sums of money in the development of this place, flatten the obtrusive ruins, and move the monument to the edge of the Suzhou River tens of meters away.

Capital that is only interested in money never cares about spiritual totems.

It's just that there are still some ordinary people who haven't forgotten the past who don't agree.

The two old men who accidentally learned the news held wooden sticks, just like those soldiers holding steel guns, and led the local residents to stand in front of the large excavator.

Back then, they were the ones who took their lives to protect the people. Now, it's his people's turn to protect them.

The government sent very high-level officials to persuade them earnestly, promising not to damage the monument in the slightest, and to build a new memorial hall on the spot, but what does that mean?
The positions that the Japanese devils could not capture back then were invaded by bloody capital, and the old people and residents refused to take them.

Until, a white-haired old man with countless medals on his chest appeared.

The process does not need to be repeated, the ending is that the capital is completely defeated and the ruins are preserved.

After finishing the military salute tremblingly towards the ruins, the old man bowed to the two to thank them for cleaning the monument for decades and for paying respects to the soldiers who died here every Ching Ming.

Because, that is his comrade in arms.

What made Lao Zhang and Lao Zhou even more excited was that they finally heard the news that made them the happiest in the past 60 years.

Under the monument they stop and stare at every day, there is no sadness of Chinese soldiers, only the souls of the Japanese invaders.

On November 11st, except for the 1 or so people who died in the Sixing Warehouse the day before, the remaining more than [-] people all escaped.

Although some people died one after another in the battle against the Japanese invaders in the future, many people still saw the dawn of victory.

(End of this chapter)