On the fourth floor of the four-row warehouse, in front of a spacious office window.
Xie Jinyuan, deputy colonel of the 262nd Brigade of the 88th Division of the National Revolutionary Army, had his back to the Suzhou River. His eyes were focused on the huge military map on the wall.
In the three-month-long Battle of Songhu, the national army had completely withdrawn from the Songhu battlefield, leaving only the 524th Regiment and 1st Battalion under his command.
Xie Jin Yuan, who had long been determined to die, said to all the officers and soldiers from the moment he entered the warehouse,"The warehouse is our last position, and it could also be our grave. As long as we have one person left, we will fight the enemy to the end.”
Now, this Huangpu IV general was using his actions to defend the warehouse to demonstrate his commitment to the country and the people.
"Be careful, the Japanese are coming up!”
Downstairs, the adjutant Shangguan Biaoshi, who was commanding the troops at the frontline, shouted at the top of his voice,"Brothers, don't move first. No one is allowed to open fire without my order. Wait until all the dogs come in and close the door before hitting the dogs!”
Hearing Shangguan Biaozhi's shout, Xie Jinyuan was expressionless. He turned around and looked at the peaceful world on the other side of the river. The actors on the stage were singing. From the dressing and performance movements, they were singing the Beijing opera Changban Slope, which told the story of Changshan Zhao Zilong riding alone to save his life.
Outside the warehouse, an infantry squadron of the Takeuchi United was responsible for the attack. After the commander of the regiment, Takeuchi Nei, broke three jade pieces, the deputy captain of the regiment, Muto Kazuo, temporarily took over the command.
Under the stimulation of the regimental commander's death and the double pressure from the army headquarters and the headquarters, Muto Kazuo took the initiative to fight and finally got the task of attacking the four warehouses.
In Muto Kazuo's eyes, all the Chinese defenders on the battlefield had fled overnight. Guo Zixu, who had a blood feud with the Takeuchi United, had also fled without a trace with the head of the regiment commander. Looking at the entire battlefield, only the garrison of Sihang Warehouse was left.
Muto Kazuo could not find his sworn enemy Guo Zixu for the time being, and he could not swallow the anger in his heart. He had to use the blood of the Chinese soldiers to temporarily calm his anger, so the guards of the Sihang warehouse became the urgent target of revenge for the Takeuchi United.
"Gentlemen, I hope to hold a funeral and farewell ceremony for the regimental commander in the Sihang warehouse. I want you to use the blood of the Chinese soldiers in the Sihang warehouse to comfort the spirit of the regimental commander in heaven.”
This was the request Muto Kazuo had made to all the officers of the Takeuchi Regimental Unit at the pre-war mobilization meeting, and it was deeply imprinted in the minds of every officer of the Takeuchi Regimental Unit.
The commander of the 6th Infantry Squadron, Yoshida Masaichi, who was preparing to launch a probing attack on the warehouse, clearly remembered this request. He regarded taking down the Sihang warehouse as the highest honor for the officers of the Takeuchi United.
At this moment, all the officers and soldiers of the squadron were united. They were eager to be the first to charge into the warehouse and kill all the Chinese soldiers inside to comfort the heroic spirit of the regiment commander.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Masayoshi Yoshida drew his sword and issued the order to attack. Two vile Type 92 tanks emitted smoke and roared towards the warehouse. The infantry used the tanks as cover and launched the first round of attack.
In the warehouse, when the soldiers realized that the Japanese had actually used tanks, they could not help but gasp. Some of the soldiers who were not strong-willed were so scared that they trembled. The sound of communication in fear of fighting could be heard everywhere.
"The Japanese tanks are coming up. If we don't run, we'll die here.”
"This bunch of damn things, if you want to die, don't drag us down. No, I don't want to die here!”
"Sir, let me go. I still have my mother at home. I don't want to die yet! Wuwuwu!"
"What are you arguing about? You bunch of deserters, if you keep arguing, I'll shoot all of you!”
Shangguan Biaoshi walked over with the gendarmerie and found that these war-fearing people were all deserters who had been incorporated into the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment after being scattered. He immediately lowered his voice and roared,
"Two Japanese tanks scared you to this extent? Are you even a man? Watch carefully. Watch how I, Regiment 524, teach you how to fight and kill the Japanese.”
After three months of fighting on the Songhu battlefield, the 524th Regiment equipped by German Machinists no longer had any cowards. They were all heroes who could withstand the Japanese's bayonet charge. They had long made up their minds to die and live and die with the warehouse behind them.
"Everyone, pay attention. When the Japanese come in, listen to my order and fire together!”
Shangguan Biaoshi calmly raised his left hand. The defending soldiers focused their attention and waited for the order to attack.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Following that, a series of clattering sounds of heavy and light gunfire rang out.
Before the Japanese could react, they were hit by the bullets from behind, killing fifty to sixty of them instantly.
"Baka Yalu, enemy attack, enemy attack from behind!”
Only then did Yoshida Masaichi react. He shouted at the top of his lungs that the enemy was attacking. The well-trained Japanese soldiers did not panic because of the enemy's attack. They scattered and lay down, then began to fire back at the rear.
"Kill, kill, kill. The rear team will change to the front team. Form an attack formation and spread out.”
Yoshida Masaichi immediately gave the order to deal with the enemies behind him first before looking for an attack on the warehouse.
At the same time, Guo Zixu also issued an order,""Li Fugui, gather all the heavy firepower of the battalion to provide cover. Shen Dalang, stop carrying your cannons. Sound the charge signal. All the guards in the platoon are to load their bullets and use their guns. After you finish firing the bullets in the magazines, come with me to kill the Japanese!”
Shen Dalang, who had thrown away the rocket launcher, puffed up his cheeks and blew the charge horn. In the impassioned sound of the horn, Guo Zixu took the Ghost Head Blade, which had been cut off, and charged at the Japanese.
In the four-row warehouse, Shangguan Biaozhi and the soldiers of the 524th Regiment were stunned by the sudden change in the battlefield. First, two explosions sounded, and then they saw the Japanese tanks fly into the sky.
Immediately after, a group of soldiers wearing light grass khakibu army German Machinist uniforms charged out from the ruins. There were more than 30 of them, but they dared to charge at the 120 Japanese soldiers with their daggers.
"Fierce? Fierce my a * s, they were pure tigers. They dared to charge at more than a hundred Japanese with just 30 people? This was like hitting a rock with an egg. He was courting death!”
"Sir, shoot. It's too late if you don't shoot!”
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