Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 79 Under the Sky of China (Part 1)

Although the Japanese army licking their wounds did not completely stop, they continued to mobilize their troops.

The roar of tank engines could be heard faintly from the distance. A large number of engineers entered the battlefield continuously and began to build field ring fortifications from more than 500 meters away.

The Chinese defenders inside the building were naturally not idle. Some were repairing the incomplete fortifications in the building, and some were gathering the bodies of the three comrades who died in today's battle after the battle.

 Their **** faces and bodies were washed with water from the Suzhou River, and their no longer warm bodies were wrapped in the white cloth they carried.

Inside the building, excluding the soldiers on guard, the remaining 300 officers and soldiers, including the wounded soldiers wrapped in bandages, lined up in rows to bid farewell to their brothers in silence.

According to the wishes of the Army Lieutenant Colonel, since I and others want to persist here until all ammunition and food are exhausted and all personnel are exhausted, there is no need to go to too much trouble and just dig open the floor on the first floor and dig out the tomb.

Not only will these three soldiers who died in the battle be buried here, in the future, this will also be the burial place for the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment, including him, the lieutenant colonel.

Of course Tang Dao knows the direction of history. In less than four days, those big shots will be unable to withstand the pressure from the Western world and force the defenders of Sihang Warehouse to retreat. Not only will not all the people here die in battle, but all the victims will His remains will also be taken away.

However, Tang Dao did not stop the soldiers from their seemingly useless digging. He suddenly remembered an extremely important piece of information.

It seems that when he visited the Sihang Warehouse later, a commentator mentioned that there was a basement under the Sihang Warehouse. It should have been a place specially used to store valuable collateral when it was originally designed as a treasury.

However, the previous battle report of the Battle of Sihang Warehouse did not mention any basement. Perhaps, we can find a new direction for this seemingly dead-end battlefield from here?

Moreover, looking at the busy figures of Japanese engineers and soldiers in the field of vision, Tang Dao felt blessed in his soul.

Although the stubborn rut of history has not been changed, the arrival of this little butterfly still changed the seemingly unimportant patterns in the rut.

 The Battle of Sihang Warehouse is already very different from what it once was.

In the previous Battle of Sihang Warehouse, which lasted for three days and four nights, the casualties were only twenty, and nearly two hundred Japanese soldiers were killed and wounded. However, unlike this time, two to three hundred Japanese soldiers were killed in one battle, and the total victory was over four. Hundreds.

Einstein once said that there are countless timelines, and every choice people make will make your life go on an unrepeatable path and then be included in the long river of time.

 In other words, from the moment Tang Dao appeared here who was not materialistic at all, the Battle of Sihang Warehouse was no longer the battle that Tang Dao knew.

Then, the Japanese army will definitely make different tactical choices.

 The Sihang Warehouse Building was like a city to the Japanese troops who were surrounded from three sides.

Facing such a fortified city, what would the Japanese army do?

Tang Dao did not dare to neglect and reported his thoughts to the Army Lieutenant Colonel.

 After quickly arranging the matters at hand, the Army Lieutenant Colonel immediately held a headquarters meeting and ordered Tang Dao to serve as the general commander of firepower and fortification construction in the warehouse building. He was responsible for the construction of new fortifications and the adjustment of firepower points in the building.

There are currently no engineers in the first battalion. All soldiers, except the wounded, must follow Tang Dao's deployment and participate in the construction of fortifications.

With this command, Tang Dao made a bold move. He first arranged for an infantry platoon to excavate and survey the ground on the first floor, and then sent three infantry platoons to widen the trench fortifications outside the warehouse and continue to dig outwards.

 It seems to be a comparison with the Japanese army, which also carried out large-scale construction and digging trenches.

 Both the Chinese and Japanese armies were sweating profusely as they competed with the soil.

  But on the afternoon of October 27, when the battlefield suddenly became a little quiet, under the land and sky of Songhu Zhabei, the sweating soldiers of both sides were not the protagonists. The protagonist is the Chinese who are the owners of this land and sky.

The Chinese defenders won the decisive battle in the afternoon. Later, news came from the hospital that the lives of the two brave women who played the drums and sang were expected to be fine. The terrifying penetrating power of the 6.5mm Tomosaka bullets will The body was penetrated by one blow, which actually reduced the damage caused by the deformation and flipping of the warhead.

 Before the two women were sent to the hospital, the hospital, which received news from a certain force, assembled the most advanced medical staff in the concession, and finally no regrets happened.

 The already excited people were completely boiling.

Organized by young students, they sang the "March of the Volunteers" composed by the famous lyricist Tian Han and composer Nie Er in April 1935 over and over again!

 “Arise, you who do not want to be slaves!

 Let our flesh and blood build our new Great Wall!

 The Chinese nation is at its most critical moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar.

stand up! stand up! stand up!

We are united as one, braving enemy fire and moving forward! Brave enemy fire and move forward! go ahead! Forward, advance! "

 Throughout the afternoon, the heroic and exciting singing spread like waves throughout Da Songhu.

In the concession, the men and women sitting among a pile of luggage and looking at the bustling street opposite but with dull eyes were startled by the singing. They were at a loss at first, listened for a long time, and then gradually stood up from the ground, and their eyes gradually lit up.

In the concession, there was a pot of tea on the table, an old man with a book in his hand but his eyebrows furrowed and his face heavy. He was also startled by the singing. He stood up silently and walked to the window. He listened for a long time and murmured along with the song. His tears were glistening and his face was pale. Gradually become peaceful and joyful.

In the concession, those middle-aged men sitting around restaurants and theaters leaning against the red and green trees, wearing suits and leather shoes or brocade robes and fur robes, were also startled by the singing. They stood up suddenly and walked out of the building. In their once serious eyes, Under the sun, it shines brightly.

 In the concession, there were more young people wearing Chinese tunic suits. They just stood on the street, tears streaming down their faces, and sang along.

At this moment, people with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, whether dressed in bright clothes or in rags, slowly poured into the streets, listening to the distant thunderous singing, looking at the north bank of the Suzhou River, singing softly.

And along with the singing spread throughout the concession, was the news that the lone army in Sihang Warehouse repelled several Japanese attacks in one day and killed hundreds of Japanese invaders.

Like the scorching wind in summer, it quickly ignited the enthusiasm of Chinese people in the concession covering an area of ​​dozens of square kilometers.

With the help of some caring people, several charity organizations with official backgrounds quickly set up fundraising points on the streets. In name, they donated materials and money to the resisting army. In fact, the political significance was greater than the donation itself.

The newspaper reporters have already arranged to take photos of this scene and publish it in newspapers with passionate words, and spread it to the whole country and even the whole world.

 The battlefield belongs to warriors, but it is just a battlefield.

 Behind the battlefield is the stage where the big shots compete.

 However, those big shots still underestimated the enthusiasm of the Chinese people.

 Whether it is the East or the West.

 They all underestimated how eager the Chinese, who have always been shadowed by failure, are to win.

 (End of this chapter)