"How is it going?"
"Report, no abnormalities were found!"
"Continue searching!"
Yu Zhiqian has already encountered at least seven or eight Japanese patrol teams. Each team is very in a hurry. After simple exchanges with each other, they will immediately continue to patrol to find their targets.
From time to time, there are trucks around and the cars drive past. The whole process is not very slow. The 300,000 Japanese soldiers scattered into the city of Shanghai, like a drop in the ocean.
Chen Yun was dangling on the street alone. He was very bold. He encountered a Zhongzuo on patrol with two soldiers. After killing all three of them, he changed into Zhongzuo's military uniform and ran forward on the street.
"Sir!"
A group of Japanese soldiers stopped immediately after seeing Chen Yun. Chen Yun just shook his head slightly: "Did you find any abnormalities?"
"No!"
"Continue to check, don't let go of an abnormal corner!"
"Ha Yi!"
A group of soldiers nodded, the squad leader waved his hand, and the patrol squad continued to move forward.
At the outskirts of Sixing Warehouse, Masaki Ito held the documents in his hands, shaking hands, and finally put them down slowly, took a deep breath, and handed the documents to the assistant beside him: "Your Excellency, something has happened!"
"Your Excellency Commander has an accident?"
After the assistant heard it, he immediately looked at the resulting file, with a shocked expression on his face: "Nani? Who did it!"
The news of Matsui Ishine’s death arrived at Masaki Ito at this time. Masaki Ito and his men looked at each other face to face. The death of the commander is a huge one for any army. Blow.
If the Japanese Army Command is now holding accountability, Ito Masaki and others are all responsible, but after Ito Masaki was shocked for a while, he knocked on the table with his hands, and began to have his own calculations in his heart.
"Now let’s start attacking the Sixing Warehouse. Send out the cavalry brigade to search for those who attacked the Commander. Everyone must take down the Sixing Warehouse tonight!" After Masaki Ito finished speaking, he got up suddenly and left the meeting room. , Went back to his room and started to get busy.
Inside the Four Lines Warehouse, Xie Jinyuan has been busy, strengthening the defense of the warehouse, and constantly reminding the soldiers: "Everyone must cheer up. The devils will attack and use gas bombs. Don't panic. Follow the orders to wear them. With the gas mask, nothing will happen! Have you heard all of them?"
"Yes!"
"That's good, brothers, we have killed a lot of Japanese soldiers, but not enough. There are 300,000 devils. We kill a few more devils. The comrades behind us will face fewer devils. We have forty million people, how many devils are there? We have made a lot of money now, but we have to make more!"
"Hahaha..."
A group of soldiers immediately laughed. Xie Jinyuan looked at the soldiers. The morale was high and could be used. He brought his assistants to the top of the building and looked into the distance: "You said, will Chief Yu and the others be okay?"
Xie Jinyuan was holding a telescope to observe the situation in the distance. The night vision device could clearly see the Japanese soldiers on the other side of the river. From time to time, groups of Japanese soldiers ran past, which was very different in normal times.
"I should be able to come back, but I don't know if I can succeed!"
Xie Jinyuan did not dare to say that Yu Zhigan and others were able to kill Matsui Ishine. After all, he was the commander-in-chief of the Japanese dispatched army to Shanghai. It felt unreal to be assassinated so easily.
"Sir, is what Mr. Yu said is true? Will our country really be the same as we see it in the future?"
After the staff officer finished speaking, the top floor fell into silence, and Xie Jinyuan suddenly laughed: "Of course, we China has thousands of years of history. How many disasters have we experienced? This time is just one of the difficulties our nation has experienced. We will overcome it quickly and rejuvenate!"
"Well! If it is really like the picture in the machine of Chief Yu, how can my generation sacrifice, as long as the children and grandchildren can live a happy and healthy life, it is enough!"
"Yes, enough!"
"Yeah, hahaha, we have to put together a piece of soil for our children and grandchildren to grow, and we will die!"
"Don't hesitate to die!"
"Sir, the Japanese moved!"
Yu Zhiqian left two telescopes, one of his own and the other of Yan Qi. A lieutenant was responsible for keeping and observing the situation of the Japanese positions in the distance.
"come yet?"
"Well, here we are, these Japanese people are wearing gas masks, but Chief Yu and them are really right. The devil is going to play a gas war against us!"
Xie Jinyuan's expression was cold, the Devil's attack this time was more difficult to deal with than any previous one, because he and his soldiers had no experience in dealing with gas warfare.
"Notify everyone, wear gas masks, gloves, and prepare to fight. The devil is coming, and the gas bombs are coming. Don't be afraid, everyone. The gas bombs can't hurt us. Listen to my guns and shoot again!"
"Yes!"
Xie Jinyuan’s order was quickly passed on to every soldier through layer after layer. Soldiers who had been ready for a long time took out their gas masks, began to wear them, and put on the previously sewn gloves at the same time. it is good.
"Everyone helps each other wear gas masks, don't expose any part of your body, don't panic after the gas bomb rises, wait for Commander Xie's order, you shoot again!"
"Repeat again, the devil's gas bomb is coming, don't be afraid, we have gas masks, don't worry about the devil's gas bomb, wait for Commander Xie's order to shoot again!"
The platoon leader repeated these words over and over again, passing the information out, so that everyone is ready and don't panic.
At the beginning, all the soldiers listened to the repeated words, and at first they were a little nervous. As time went on, the soldiers became more and more relaxed. In the end, most soldiers were no longer nervous and began to wait for the Japanese soldiers to come and die.
Two or three hundred meters outside the four-row warehouse, the Japanese soldiers stopped advancing, and a mortar was placed. The artillery put the poisonous gas shells aside and opened the shell box, waiting for the next instruction.
In addition, in the artillery position one kilometer away, the Japanese artillery is preparing for a test firing. The previous round was all ordinary artillery shells. After the test firing is over, they will be switched to gas bombs.
"put!"
With an order, the first to fire was the Wumenshan Cannon. The shells of the Wumenshan Cannon accurately hit the four-row warehouse. The artillery quickly opened the barrel, withdrew the shell, and then opened it and took the special ammunition. Come out, stuffed into the barrel.
"The devils don't use special ammunition?"
After the first round of shelling, the shells made a huge explosion, the entire four-row warehouse was trembling, and dust continued to fall on the top floor. Xie Jinyuan patted his hat, looked into the distance and shook his head: "Not necessarily. The devil might be putting on a long-term formation!” New Bayi Chinese website first published
"Yeah! Wait and see!"
The second round of shelling was quick, but this time, compared with the previous one, there was no huge explosion, only a muffled sound. After the shells exploded, a white smoke slowly rose.
Immediately afterwards, the mortar positions of the Japanese soldiers also opened fire. A mortar shell fell on the four rows warehouse. Like the shells, there was no huge explosion, but various gases slowly rose.
"Gas bomb!"
The observer soldier yelled to remind the people around that after one round of shelling was over, the Japanese did not immediately carry out the second round of shelling. In the third and fourth rounds, a round of shells hit the four rows of warehouses.
These cannonballs all have something in common, that is, after the cannonball hits the ground, there is no explosion, some only have a muffled sound, and there is a constant rising gas.
Now the entire four-row warehouse was surrounded by a group of people lighting a beacon. Looking down from a height, a white mist floated up, and finally the entire four-row warehouse was slowly enveloped.
"The devils have shot so many gas bombs, aren't they afraid that a gust of wind will affect all the devils outside?"
"They are all prepared. When these devils attack, they all wear gas masks. These devils are shrewd!"
Xie Jinyuan shook his head: "I'm not talking about these devils, but on the other side of the river. Look at how many Japanese soldiers are patrolling on the other side of the river, something big must happen!"
"Maybe, Chief Yu and the others succeeded?" The staff officer was wearing a gas mask, and his voice was a little unclear. Xie Jinyuan looked at the distance and nodded: "Maybe, I also hope to get rid of Matsui Ishigen!"
After several rounds of shelling ended, the poisonous gas began to spread, and the Japanese began to attack the Sihang warehouse.
Wearing a khaki military uniform, wearing gloves, holding a three-to-eight cover, and wearing a gas mask, the Japanese took a neat and uniform pace, slowly and little by little, toward the four-row warehouse.
The hazy smoke, the uniform pace, and the orderly queue with gas masks, everything looks like the devil troop that came out of the movie.
When the Japanese soldiers entered a distance of more than one hundred meters from the four-row warehouse, the Japanese soldiers began to speed up their pace, facing the four-row warehouse nervously.
This distance is the nightmare of the Japanese who attacked the Four Lines Warehouse. Many of these Japanese people participated in the previous attack, and they are still vivid in their minds about what happened in the past two days.
The tragic death of comrades, countless corpses, unavoidable bullets, artillery shells, and the faces of defenders fighting desperately.
So after reaching this distance, the Japanese soldiers began to speed up their pace, or searched for some bunkers in locations they remembered, and prepared to avoid shells that might come from the guards of the Four Lines Warehouse.
"Continue to attack!"
"go ahead!"
"go ahead!"
The Japanese officer drew out his saber and walked in the forefront, constantly cheering on the surrounding comrades. Some soldiers were still a little nervous.
Soldiers are also human. They will feel scared if they haven't been beaten for so long, but this time they are more courageous because of the cover of special ammunition.
"The Chinese defenders in the building are all dead. All we need to do is to rush in and kill all the Chinese defenders who are not dead!"
"We are the invincible Imperial Japanese Army. We will only die on the way to the charge. Any cowardly person will be punished!"
The Japanese officers kept talking loudly, reminding the Japanese soldiers around, asking them to pluck up courage, and the effect was not bad. At least the Japanese soldiers are now very firm in every step they move forward.
"The Japanese army still has eighty meters!"
The observer kept returning the distance of the Japanese. I don't know what the gas bombs used in Japan are, but so far, the defenders wearing gas masks have not felt any discomfort.
At a distance of 80 meters, the entire four-row warehouse was very quiet, with no gunshots and no human voices, just like an abandoned warehouse, and the Japanese soldiers moved forward step by step.
"Yamazaki-kun, it's a bit scary to be quiet here, there are so many people in the morning, but now there is no sound at all!"
The Japanese soldier named Yamazaki looked at his fellow villagers beside him: "We are using special ammunition this time. Maybe the Chinese defenders are not prepared. They have all been wiped out by special ammunition!"
"Is our special ammunition so effective?"
"It should be, otherwise where did the Chinese defenders go, they will enter the warehouse soon!"
"Then us!"
"We will have nothing! We have gas masks!"
The observation post of the Four Lines Warehouse: "The Japanese still have fifty meters!"
When hearing this distance, Xie Jinyuan suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the 38 large cover next to him, walked to the position of the window, and aimed at the one who was walking in the front, holding the command knife, and yelling. Japanese military officer.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two crisp gunshots resounded across the night sky. In this environment, it was exceptionally clear. The Japanese officer rushing to the front fell to the ground. At the same time, a flare rose in the sky to illuminate everything around him. It's like daylight.
And these two gunshots were like activating the entire four-row warehouse. The entire warehouse suddenly came alive. Numerous windows suddenly revealed a rifle, aiming at the Japanese soldier in front of him, and the illuminator rose. After the air, these Japanese soldiers had nowhere to hide, they could only bite the bullet and continue to rush forward.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"..."
A series of gunfire sounded continuously and very densely. The soldiers rushing in front of Japan fell one after another. These Japanese soldiers did not have any defense at all, caught off guard, and fell to the ground one by one.
"Grenade ready!"
The second battalion commander yelled from the fourth floor. All the soldiers on the fourth floor immediately took out a grenade, pulled out the insurance, and threw it downstairs.
"boom!"
"boom!"
After a series of explosions sounded, dozens of attacking Japanese soldiers were killed, but so far, the Japanese soldiers have achieved nothing.
These Japanese soldiers wore gas masks, their vision was obstructed, and it was night again, and their superb marksmanship could not be fully utilized at this time. (End of this chapter)