Rise from eight hundred

Chapter 79 Under China's Sky

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

The roar of the tank engine was faintly heard from afar, and 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 in the building were naturally not idle. Some were repairing the incomplete fortifications in the building, and some were collecting the remains of the three comrades-in-arms who died in the first battle today after the battle.

They washed their blood-stained faces and bodies with the water of the Suzhou River, and then wrapped their bodies, which were no longer warm, with the white cloth they carried.

Inside the building, excluding the soldiers in charge of vigilance, the remaining 300 officers and soldiers, including the wounded soldiers in bandages, lined up in a row to send their brothers off in silence.

According to the meaning of the lieutenant colonel of the army, since he and others have to persist here until the ammunition and food are exhausted, there is no need to bother, just dig the floor on the first floor and dig out the tomb.

Not only will these three dead soldiers be buried here, but in the future, this will also be the burial place of the 524st Battalion of the 1th Regiment, including his lieutenant colonel.

Of course, Tang Dao knew the direction of history. In less than four days, those big men would not be able to withstand the pressure from the Western world, forcing the defenders of the Sixing Warehouse to retreat, not only the people here would not all die, but all the victims. The remains will also be taken away.

However, Tang Dao did not stop the soldiers' seemingly useless digging, and he suddenly remembered an extremely important information.

It seems that when he visited the Sixing Warehouse in the future, a commentator mentioned that there was a basement under the Sixing Warehouse.

However, there was no basement mentioned in the battle report of the Battle of the Four Elements Warehouse. Perhaps, this new direction that seems to have entered a dead end battlefield can be found from here?

Moreover, looking at the busy figures of the Japanese army engineers in the field of vision, Tang Dao was blessed.

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

The Battle of the Four Elements Warehouse is very different from what it used to be.

In the previous battle of the Sixing Warehouse, for three days and four nights, the casualties were no more than [-], and nearly [-] Japanese invaders were killed. Hundreds.

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

That is to say, since the moment Tang Dao appeared here with no materialism at all, the battle of the Four Elements Warehouse is no longer the battle that Tang Dao understands.

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

The Four Lines Warehouse Building was like a city to the Japanese army surrounded by three sides.

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

Tang Dao did not dare to neglect, and reported his thoughts to the lieutenant colonel of the army.

After quickly arranging the matters in hand, the lieutenant colonel of the army immediately held a headquarters meeting and ordered Tang Dao to be the chief commander of firepower and fortification construction in the warehouse building, and 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 the deployment of Tang Dao and participate in the construction of the fortifications.

With this command, Tang Dao made a drastic move. First, an infantry platoon was arranged to excavate and explore the ground on the first floor, and another three infantry platoons were dispatched to widen the trenches outside the warehouse and continue to excavate.

There is a kind of meaning similar to that of the Japanese army's large-scale construction and digging of trenches.

Both the Chinese and Japanese armies were sweating and fighting against the soil.

But on the afternoon of October 10, when the battlefield suddenly became somewhat quiet, under the land and sky of Songhu Zhabei, the sweaty soldiers on both sides were not the protagonists.

The protagonist is the owner of this land and sky - the Chinese.

The Chinese defenders won the decisive battle in the afternoon. Then, news came from the hospital that the lives of the two heroic women who sang the drum and sang should be safe. The body is pierced with one blow, but it reduces the damage caused by the deformation and flip of the warhead.

Before the two women were sent to the hospital, the hospital that received news from a certain force gathered the most high-end medical and nursing forces in the concession, and finally did not let regrets happen.

The already excited people were completely boiling.

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

"Get up! People who don't want to be slaves!

Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall!
When the Chinese nation is at its most dangerous, everyone is forced to make a final roar.

起来！ 起来！ 起来！

We are united, brave the enemy's artillery fire, and advance!Brave enemy fire and advance!go ahead!Go, go! "

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

In the concession, sitting among a pile of luggage rolls and looking at the bustling street across the street, the men and women were startled by the song.

In the concession, there was a pot of tea on the table, and the old man with a heavy expression on his face was also alarmed by the singing. He stood up silently and walked to the window, listening for a long time. Gradually peaceful and happy.

In the concession, those middle-aged men who were sitting around restaurants and theaters leaning on red and green, or in suits and leather shoes or brocade and fur robes, were also alarmed by the singing, got up suddenly, and walked out of the building. Shining in the sun.

In the concession, there are more young people in Chinese tunic suits. They just stand on the street, crying like rain, singing along with their voices.

At this moment, no matter whether it is fresh clothes, angry horses or ragged clothes, black hair, black eyes and yellow skin slowly poured into the streets, listening to the thunder-like singing from a distance, looking at the north bank of Suzhou River and singing softly.

And as the song spread throughout the concession, it was the news that the lone army in Sixing Warehouse had retreated from the Japanese army several times in one day, killing hundreds of Japanese invaders.

Just like the scorching summer wind, it quickly ignited the enthusiasm of the Chinese people in the concession that covers an area of ​​dozens of square kilometers.

With the help of some well-intentioned people, several official-backed charitable organizations quickly set up fund-raising points on the streets, nominally donating materials and funds to the resisting army, but in fact, the political significance is greater than the donation itself.

The reporters of the newspapers that have been arranged will take pictures of this scene and publish them in the newspapers with passionate words, and spread them to the whole country and even the whole world.

The battlefield belongs to the warriors, but it is only the battlefield.

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

However, the bigwigs still underestimate the Chinese people who have been inspired by enthusiasm.

Either east or west.

They all underestimated how eager the Chinese, who have been shrouded in the shadow of failure, are for victory.

(End of this chapter)