"Sir!" An officer covered in blood slowly walked in front of Yu Zhigan, lowered his head to report on the casualties, Yu Zhigan shook his head and raised his hands: "Eat breakfast first, and report afterwards!" Yu Zhigan After speaking, he took out a steamed bun and handed it over.
The officer nodded, stretched out a hand with a missing finger to take the steamed bun, and slowly sat next to Yu Zhigan. As for washing his hands, there was no time to wash his hands or anything. Now he was able to survive all night. It is a kind of luck for a person, as for other things, who cares
Yu Zhigan tore the steamed buns gently. These steamed buns were all prepared before, not freshly steamed. They were very hard. They were similar to the steamed buns that Yu Zhigan used in the army to knock off his teeth. It felt like a cook. Made it out.
Tear off the top layer of the steamed bun and put it in your mouth. It is mixed with saliva and unknown blood. The taste is hard to say, but at this time, everyone is hungry and no one cares about the taste. Tasty and eating is happiness.
Turning his head and looking around, the four-row warehouse has changed its appearance. On the floor of the empty warehouse, there are now corpses everywhere, most of them Japanese, wounded defenders and sacrificed Chinese soldiers. Most of them have been restrained. As for the Japanese soldiers, no one cares about them now.
"Damn, I didn't have a bite!" An veteran named Zhou Lin looked through the bodies of several devils and found that apart from weapons and ammunition, he hadn't found cans. After hearing these words, Yu Zhigan looked back and looked. Looking at the corpse of the Japanese on the ground, he looked closely, and it seemed that he hadn't found the small bag of dry food on his back.
"Don't waste your energy, let's eat first!" Yu Zhiqian waved at Zhou Lin, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and threw it over.
"Thank you sir!"
After receiving the sugar, Zhou Lin grinned immediately. This is a veteran, an absolute veteran oil, in his thirties. He has fought in the civil war, has gone through many ups and downs, and wore many different uniforms. The battlefield experience may be better than Yu Zhigan. To be enough.
Most of the soldiers sacrificed last night were inexperienced soldiers. It cannot be said that they were recruits. They had all seen blood on the battlefield. It was just like Zhou Lin. The people who were beaten out in the blood of the corpse mountain were not surprised. , There is still a way to protect yourself.
Of course, it doesn't mean that they are lazy or hiding in battle. When they are fighting, they are also brave enough to kill the enemy, but they have their own uniqueness in a lot of experience and aspects. After the battle, this old fritters nature is revealed.
"Sir, I still have some meat, do you want to have a bite!" After speaking, he secretly took out a can of pork, Yu Zhigan took it after seeing it, took out two pieces of candy from his pocket and handed it over: "Two pieces The sugar is for you. By the way, there is half a pack of cigarettes, Xiao Wang, come here, and give this can to the wounded above, so that they can make up for it!"
"it is good!"
A soldier gnawing on the steamed buns nodded and took the canned pork that Yu Zhigan handed over. This guy is now Yu Zhigan’s little follower. During the previous battle, Yu Zhigan rescued him twice. All members of their class still have him. One person, Yu Zhiqian just lacked a messenger, so he stayed beside him.
"Sir, you are a good person!" Watching Yu Zhigan's movements, Zhou Lin gave Yu Zhigan a thumbs up, then opened a piece of candy, then stuffed it into his mouth, chewing: "Sweet!"
After speaking, take out the remaining two pieces of candy: "The lame third, I'm not dead!"
"The lame third!"
Zhou Lin called out a few words, no one responded, and his expression suddenly became a little lonely. At this moment, a human voice came out in the far corner: "What is it called, your second child Zhou is not dead yet!" , In the distance, a man about the same age as Zhou Lin walked over limpingly.
"Here you are, the candy that the chief gave is very sweet. By the way, Mr. Wu!"
The lame third took the candy, looked at it, and after tearing it open, he stuffed it into his own mouth: "Boss Wu, it's dead!"
"That's sacrifice, not death!"
"Only you are educated!" After Zhou Lin finished speaking, he turned his head, and Yu Zhigan saw tears streaming out of this guy's face.
Breakfast was very depressing. Everyone ate steamed buns. Xie Jinyuan walked down with three steamed buns. After seeing Yu Zhiqian, he sat next to Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, the casualties are roughly counted!"
"I haven't let my brother count the casualties!"
Xie Jinyuan smiled: "Sir, you don't need to be wanted. We used to have 423, plus the people you rescued. Now there are 376 people left!"
"How much did you sacrifice?"
"Well, more than sixty people!"
Both of them fell into silence, and Xie Jinyuan touched his pockets: "Sir, is there a cigarette?"
"Yes! I picked it up from the devil, I don't know if you are used to it or not!" After speaking, he drew one out and handed it over.
After Xie Jinyuan lit a cigarette for Yu Zhigan, he looked around: "Sir, what shall we do in the future? Shall we just keep it like this?"
Xie Jinyuan's voice was very small. As a regiment leader, he knew very well that it was impossible to keep on guarding like this. If he kept on guarding, it would have no effect. Moreover, with huge casualties, Xie Jinyuan had to consider his own retreat.
"Today on the 27th, we estimate that it will be held until November at the latest. Whether we can hold it or not is up to us, but I have some other ideas!"
Xie Jinyuan turned to look at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, what are you going to do?"
"Kill Matsui Iwane!"
"Kill Matsui Ishigen?" Xie Jinyuan was taken aback by Yu Zhigan's plan and stood up from the ground to look at Yu Zhigan: "Sir, we are now trapped in the four-line warehouse. How can I assassinate Matsui Ishigen?"
Xie Jinyuan felt that his mysterious officer was a little crazy, and he was going to assassinate Matsui Iwane. Matsui Iwane Xie Jinyuan knew that the commander of the Japanese dispatched army, many Chinese people hate it, but there is no way !
"There is a way, but today we still have a day and night, I'm thinking of a way!"
"Okay sir, I will transfer a reserve team to guard the first floor later, and the rest will stay on the second floor and support the first floor at any time!"
Yu Zhigan nodded and looked up at the ceiling: "In this way, you can find someone and find a way to make some holes on the second floor where you can see the windows and doors on the first floor. In this case, there will be ghosts on the first floor. If you come in, the brothers on the second floor can also support the first floor, but be careful not to touch the load-bearing wall!"
"it is good!"
After eating breakfast for more than ten minutes, after eating a piece of bread that was difficult to swallow, everyone began to get busy, clearing the battlefield, and the casualties were also roughly counted. More than forty soldiers died on the first floor, and the other five. There are only twenty people in total.
Moreover, the defenders on the first floor were almost all injured. A broken hand or anything was considered a minor injury. Many people had penetrating injuries on their bodies, but even so, most of them were only slightly bandaged before continuing to return. Go to the first floor and prepare to continue fighting.
"The old way, brothers pile up the devil's corpse in the position of the window, if there are too many, just reinforce it at the back, let's let the devil beat the devil!"
Now we don’t even think about the problem after the corpse becomes smelly. All the materials that can be used have to be hit, and the rear window on the first floor has already been reinforced. If someone wants to sneak attack, you need to break the window, the first floor. People will be prepared and don't have to worry about sudden attacks by the Japanese.
In the end, all the Japanese corpses in the building had been cleaned up. A total of 316 Japanese soldiers were killed. Yu Zhigan was also surprised by this number. Such a large casualty ratio almost reached ten to one. , Note that this ten is a Japanese, not a Chinese army.
"Sir, I haven't killed many devils with bayonet. All devils rushed in and were killed by us. If it weren't for a sneak attack by devils behind, we don't need the help of the reserve team!"
"Well, converge the remains of the sacrificed soldiers, and register the list collectively!" The fastest computer terminal of the new 81 Chinese website: https://
"Yes!"
At this time, Yu Zhigan saw Zhou Lin kneeling in front of a sacrificed body, holding the candy Yu Zhigan gave him in his hand, trembling to tear the packaging bag open, shaking his hands and stuffing the candy into his mouth: "Old Wu, this candy is very sweet. It is the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. You can try it too, my three brothers, or if you go first, I know, I know, you say you, why don’t you wait Wait for us!"
After speaking, Yu Zhiqian started to cry, and Yu Zhiqian walked over slowly and patted his shoulder lightly. After Zhou Lin turned his head and looked at Yu Zhiqian, he immediately wiped his eyes: "Sir, let You laughed!"
"This is your brother?"
Zhou Lin nodded: "The three of us were enlisted at the same time. We participated in a lot of battles together. Later, only a few of us were enlisted together. He was the oldest, so I called him Boss Wu, my second child, and the cripple just now. Call me Zhou's second child, there were still the fourth and fifth, but they were all sacrificed!"
"Rest assured, your sacrifices will not be in vain. Have you ever heard a word? People are inherently dead, some are as light as vellus hair, and some are heavier than Taishan, Lao Wu, and the sacrifices of other brothers. Taishan, after the devils are beaten away, everyone will remember you, you are a hero!"
"Well, did you hear that Old Wu? The chief said that you are a hero, and you are an old boy. When you are alive, you are a counselor. He keeps telling us not to rush too fast when fighting, and to hide behind a little bit. Unexpectedly, after you die Turned into a hero!"
Yu Zhigan sighed and looked at the soldiers around him who were confining the bodies of his comrades: "Brothers are in a bad mood. If they cry, cry out and cry loudly. After crying, continue to fight the devils. Don't suppress your feelings and fight. People are about to die. These brothers are just one step ahead of us. I will sacrifice in the future, and you will also sacrifice. I hope that when I sacrifice, someone will cry and send me away!"
After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, everyone was stunned. Not only did a group of people not cry, but some of them showed a slight smile.
The Four Lines Warehouse is busy here. The people on the first floor are busy collecting corpses, collecting weapons and ammunition, and repairing positions. The people on the second floor are busy digging holes. The internal structure of the Four Lines warehouse is also very strong, but it is difficult. Down the soldiers, among the materials collected in the entire warehouse are some hammers and other tools.
Yu Zhiqian’s chosen location is about six meters away from the window on the second floor, with a half-meter wide opening. In this case, you can see the situation underneath the first floor when you lie on the second floor. After the devil enters the four-row warehouse, he needs to face it. That's right, it's no longer the firepower on the first floor, and there is also the second floor. This can relieve part of the pressure on the first floor.
But now the only troublesome thing is the thick structure of the four-row warehouse. It takes a lot of effort to open the mouth. When Yu Zhigan went up to the second floor, he saw a group of soldiers beating hard with hammers and chisels.
"How long does this take?" Yu Zhiqian looked at the sweating soldier, and looked at Xie Jinyuan. Xie Jinyuan shook his head: "I don't know, just punched a hole. This wall is more than 20 centimeters thick. I want to follow what you said. Type it out, at least until noon!"
"We have to get through at noon. The first floor is the focus of the devil’s attack. Keep our four-line warehouse on the first floor without worry. If we can’t keep it, we may all be finished. Brothers, work harder, and we will hit the devil at that time. I don't even know my own mother!"
"it is good!"
Apart from some of the soldiers on the third to sixth floors are observing the movements of the devils, most of them are resting. Yu Zhigan came to the top floor. Yesterday the top floor was only blown out by a pit. Today, the top floor guardrails are almost gone. Last night, When the Japanese attacked, they took advantage of various artillery to carry out shelling. The walls of the building were pitted and bumped. Some walls were hit by two or three shells, and the pits more than ten centimeters later were blown out, but there were still no cracks, just the top floor. The guardrail was a weak point and was blown up.
And there are only two machine gun positions left, and two heavy machine guns have been forced to blow up. The only thing that is still strong is the flagpole standing on the top floor with the national flag, still fluttering in the wind.
"Dai Qiang, have the machine gun positions on Guizi's side been resolved?"
"Head, kill it, no one of the Guizi soldiers dare to go to the machine gun position now!"
"That's good!"
After a round of inspections, Yu Zhiqian finally took a binoculars and stood on the top floor to look outside the four-row warehouse. After an afternoon and a night of bloody battles, the outside of the four-row warehouse changed. It was similar to most Shanghai streets yesterday morning, but now It's like Shura hell.
There are corpses everywhere, there are wildfires, black smoke, how many people the Japanese sacrificed last night, no one has statistics, and there is no time to count. Looking at it, there are corpses scattered on the ground. The Japanese will not have time to repair the corpses in the future. In the distance, the machine gun positions built by the Japanese are clearly visible, but now no one dared to show their heads and was afraid of being beaten. (End of this chapter)