Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 52 Copper Peas (Double the monthly pass, please!)

Whether it is the Chinese inside or outside the building, at this time, the little heart is far more uneasy than the boiling river.

But fortunately, the Chinese military and civilians should be grateful for this era.

Maybe if I'm a little poor, I don't want anything, but I haven't learned to fake it yet.The materials used in the warehouse building are solid enough, and the thicker steel bars are used in the plan.

His Excellency Mr. Wakibanjiro was really angry enough. Of course, the artillery squadron directly under the 36th Infantry Wing had to work hard and bombarded for half an hour.

At least [-] or [-] shells were fired.

Finally, the frequency of shelling gradually shrunk.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the thick smoke slowly dissipated, and people's vision gradually became clear.

The tall and majestic building is still standing in Suzhou and Hebei, and can be seen by the naked eye. Not only is the main body of the warehouse intact, but even the walls are not damaged much, that is, there are many mottles, which are black and some calculations from the explosion of gunpowder. Not too big potholes.

From the perspective of Brigadier General Smallet looking down from afar, many sandbag fortifications on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse were blown up and flattened, but the hard floor blocked the attack of the 75mm howitzer, and almost no shells could explode. Enter the building through the floor.

And that may be the only achievement that the Japanese army spent nearly a hundred rounds of artillery shells.

Brigadier General took a deep breath, but there was a slight melancholy under his crotch.

Although his sympathy for the weak makes him more inclined towards the Chinese army, as the supreme commander of the concession, he has to consider the safety of the concession.

The strength of the Chinese defenders means that the Japanese must use more powerful means to attack.

70mm direct-fire guns and 75mm howitzers are useless against this hard fortress, so what will the Japanese do?

As a veteran soldier, the Brigadier General of the Empire Never Settle would not foolishly place his own security entirely on the so-called national agreement.

The so-called agreement is just a fig leaf used by politicians to fool ordinary people. Once their own interests are involved, they will tear it up without hesitation.

This is true politically, as well as in national interests, and the patience of the Japanese is limited.

Brigadier General Smallet's eyes turned to the direction of about 800 meters to the east of the Sixing Warehouse, and it gradually became gloomy.

There is a huge storage tank there, and the gas in the entire concession is exported from there. If it is detonated due to some accident, the power of the explosion is enough to wipe out half of the concession.

Of course, in contrast to the faint melancholy in the crotch of the brigadier general of the Empire on which the sun never sets, the feeling of the commanders up and down the Japanese army looking at the warehouse building standing in the distance can be described as egg pain.

From Wakibanjiro to Hideyoshi Toyoda and then to Koizumi Reisei, who was appointed as a front-line commander, the collective voices from the deepest part of their hearts are similar to those of the female owners of the most developed industries in the island country in the next few decades.

In this era, they started the glorious tradition of striving to inherit the small film business of the island country, ***!Mr. Ozawa!Teacher Podo!It seems that they have heard the voices of the future seniors. They are not alone or several people are shouting. They are full of passion. !

Actually!A round of wild bombardment of mountain artillery, for the already disgraced Chinese defenders in the warehouse, it is not as stable as Mount Tai, even the heroic machine gun company commander Lei Xiong was shaken to the point of dizziness. His head spit out a mouthful of ash from his mouth, and cursed angrily: "Damn, the devil is crazy!"

Even if there is a solid building protection, the feeling that the whole building is shaking in the center of the artillery fire is by no means what ordinary people imagine.

No matter how tough a warrior is, facing the ravages of the God of Land War, when his fate cannot be controlled by himself, his heart will be shaken.

Even as calm as a lieutenant colonel of the army, his face changed slightly after the Japanese artillery bombardment, and he ordered: "Each company counts casualties, reports the damage to the building, and at the same time sends a report to the division headquarters to contact the intelligence personnel in my concession, I want to know. External condition of the building.”

"Tuanfu, why do you have to be so troublesome!" Lei Xiong with a gray face opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth, "Look at it!"

They sent a few soldiers to fetch a few large wooden boards, and asked the lieutenant colonel to write a few large characters on it himself: How much damage is the outer wall?

Then, the soldiers stood in front of the window facing the river holding the planks.

"Our hero is asking us something!"

The people who hid in the alleys or the shops after the Japanese artillery shelling had sharp eyes and shouted loudly.

"Quiet, all quiet!" A wise man stopped those enthusiastic compatriots.

Just now, the Japanese army made a fierce attack, and the expressions of the concession soldiers who left the fortifications on the river bank were already extremely ugly. At this moment, there were signs of carrying guns to drive away the people who were still on the river bank.

If the big guys shout together like this again, how can those foreigners who are so frightened by the war between the two armies take their anger at them?
I'm not afraid that Yang Maozi can do something to the big guy, but if he drives the big guy away from the river bank and can no longer watch the brothers beat the devils, and can't cheer the brothers up, it would be a great pity.

The young man was quick to respond, and quickly picked up the white cloth that reminded the guards of the warehouse earlier, and wrote big characters on it: No problem!

After receiving feedback from the masses across the shore, a group of officers in the headquarters all laughed.

"People's hearts are available." The lieutenant colonel of the army ordered. "Let all the brothers who are all right stand at the window and let our compatriots take a good look. We are all fine, and the Japanese are no better."

Rows of dark blue people stood up by the window near the river, tall and straight, even though their faces and bodies were covered with dust.

The heroes are all right, they are all alive and well.The people on the opposite side covered their mouths, trying to keep themselves from cheering because of their excitement.

Perhaps it is only one of the reasons why the Sixing Warehouse Building is strong enough to withstand the mad bombardment of the 75 mountain artillery.

Soldiers can fight, wrap their bodies in horse leather, or don’t know where their souls go, but they must know who they are fighting for.

Those Chinese who held their white cloths high against the stray bullets that the Japanese army may fly at any time still stood firmly on the river bank, that is the reason why they stayed here to fight.

They are not fighting for themselves, they are fighting for the whole of China, even if they die without regrets!
Tang Dao did not stand in front of the window to watch the silent exchanges between civilians and soldiers, but hid behind the hole of the lookout post with Niu Er who had a scope, and looked at the front with a grim expression.

The Japanese artillery was ineffective, Tang Dao naturally knew.

In the past, the Japanese army not only used 75 mountain guns, but also used cannons such as 37mm rapid-fire guns and 75 field guns.

Unless it is to use heavy artillery, it is clear that the Japanese army has not been forced to such a limit.

What Tang Dao was worried about was that the Japanese army's behavior was a bit abnormal. According to the Japanese army's conventional tactics, the Japanese army should have arrived at the front-line position as early as when the mountain artillery began to rage, and then took advantage of the sparse artillery fire.
But now, whether it is the two wings or the front of the warehouse, the Japanese infantry did not move, and were still hiding at least 600 meters in front.

What tricks are they trying to play?
(End of this chapter)