In front of the four-row warehouse, the remaining 800-odd Japanese soldiers of the Yamazaki Brigade had already assumed an offensive stance. They were just waiting for the suicide squad to launch an attack signal from the waterway, and they would be able to work together from the inside and outside to wipe out the Chinese defenders in the warehouse.
However, Yamazaki Ichiro, who was in the command room, did not receive the red signal flare from the suicide squad. Instead, he heard a series of heart-wrenching screams and wails.
Yamazaki Ichiro's flat face twitched. He knew that the sneak attack had failed, and his plan to take down the warehouse had failed. He could only attack forcefully.
After all, he had made a military pledge to the military that if he couldn't take down the four warehouses within 24 hours, he would commit suicide to thank the emperor.
"Pass on my order. All the warriors of the Yamazaki Battalion, regardless of the priority of the attack, charge at the Chinese people in the Sihang Warehouse!”
Yamazaki Ichiro drew his sword and gave the order to charge with a ferocious expression.
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live the Empire!”
Countless Japanese carried ladders and rushed out of the trenches. Under the cover of heavy machine guns and artillery fire, they charged towards the four warehouses.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Da da da, da, da!
The two 75mm field cannons on the Japanese's position also began to fire at the warehouse.
Eight Type 92 heavy machine guns formed an airtight net of fire in front of the warehouse at the same time, providing cover for the infantrymen who were charging.
Dozens of groups of grenade launchers were hidden in various corners of the battlefield, throwing 48-petal grenades into the warehouse to suppress the defenders 'counterattack.
In a private house on the second floor near the river, Chen Shoushou, a returned overseas Chinese, hurriedly ran to his daughter's room with a coat draped over his shoulders. He knocked on the door several times, but no one answered. Then, he forcefully knocked open the door of his daughter's boudoir. In the dark room, the quilt was neatly folded, and the wardrobe was empty. There was a strip of cloth tied to the windowsill.
The madam who had rushed over turned on the light in the room. There was a letter on her daughter's desk. There was a line of words written with a delicate pen:
" Dad, Mom, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. When you read this letter, I have already swam to the four warehouses on the north bank. Although I am a girl, I also have the heart to protect my country. I will join the army here to fight the Japanese invaders. The day I expel the Japanese invaders will be the day I return home. If I die for my country, you don't have to be sad for me." Daughter Chen Qiuling's last words.”
Pa!
The gentle and refined Chen Shou slammed his palm heavily on the desk and sighed."Sin, sin!"
The war on the north shore not only affected the hearts of every Chinese in the concession, but also made the ambassadors of the United Kingdom, the United States, France, and other countries in the concession nervous. They immediately sent troops to block the Suzhou Creek Bridge. Heavy machine guns and artillery were set up, fearing that the two sides on the other side of the river would rush into the concession and endanger the lives of their own citizens.
"Fire!"
With this order, the defending soldiers ignored the Japanese's fierce artillery fire and stood up from their bunkers to raise their guns and return fire.
da da da
bang bang bang
In the dark night, under the dense firing of countless bullets, the charging Japanese soldiers were almost turned into a hornet's nest. They fell down row by row like chopped chives.
"Half-way. Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live the Empire, long live the Great East Asia Republic!”
The charging Japanese were not afraid. Instead, they became even more courageous. The rain of bullets stimulated the bestial nature in their bones. They were like violent beasts that charged at the warehouse without any regard for their lives.
For the Japanese who had been brainwashed by the Bushido since they were young, they had long forgotten about personal life and death. To be able to serve the Emperor was a supreme honor.
On the other hand, if they were afraid of death, it would be a disgrace to the entire empire. Even their families would be looked down upon and cursed.
The Japanese's reckless charge soon paid off. After losing more than one-third of the attacking troops, ladders used for siege were raised from the first floor of the warehouse. The Japanese with grenades tied to their bodies scrambled to climb up the stairs.
"Guard the warehouse. Don't let the Japanese climb into the warehouse!”
Xie Jin Yuan's eyes were red. He raised his pistol and kept shooting the Japanese on the stairs. At the same time, he led the guards to support him and protect the warehouse.
"Brothers, everyone must hold on for a while longer. Battalion Commander Guo is leading the suicide squad to attack the Japanese's retreat.”
Da da, da.
Bang bang bang, bang.
In this night battle, both sides were already red with blood, and the battle had entered a white-hot stage.
Yamazaki Ichiro, who had already gone mad, ignored the obstruction of the staff officer and adjutant. He ordered the artillery and heavy machine gun squadrons to advance forward and personally fought the remaining squadron to join the charging team.
Bang!
In the darkness, a gunshot rang out. A dumdum-dumb bullet hit the head of the staff officer's adjutant beside Yamazaki Ichiro.
Suddenly, a ball of red and white sticky substance splattered on Yamazaki Ichiro's face. He turned around and saw that half of the head of the staff officer's adjutant, Matsushita Takeuchi, had been cut off by a bullet. The remaining half of his bloody face stared at Yamazaki and fell heavily to the ground unwillingly.
"Brothers, let's go! We're killing the Japanese!”
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