The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 23 Dilemma
  I saw the Japanese holding small white flags in their hands, carrying back the corpses of the Japanese soldiers who died in the battle one by one in front of the first company position.

Xie Zhongmin, who had been fighting in Zhabei for more than two months, had never seen such a scene, nor had the concession people and friendly nations on the other side of the Suzhou River watched the battle. This was still the arrogant "Imperial Army of Japan" ?

"Wu Jianfeng!"

"arrive."

"You have done a good job in a row. I will report it to the master and give you credit and reward!" Xie Zhongmin excitedly patted Wu Jianfeng on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you, everyone." Wu Jianfeng grinned with a slightly weird expression, but he couldn't say much. He was also afraid that Cheng Mo would fall out with him and leave, so he simply chose not to say anything.

"Summarize the combat experience and tell the other companies during the evening meeting. We are now alone. The longer we persist, the more victory we have!" Xie Zhongmin waved his arms excitedly, his excitement was beyond words, and he felt elated.

"Yes!"

Afterwards, Xie Zhongmin briefly inspected the position of the first company and found that the first company had really made the defense of the position watertight. In some places, even he, the regiment leader, did not pay attention to it. It was an example. As a company deputy, Wu Jianfeng was not from the Central Army. It was really Tsk-tsk.

When I learned that the soldiers of the 524st Company of the th Regiment had only been replenished for four rounds, and only a small amount in the fifth round, I finally understood why the combat effectiveness of the st Company was so well preserved.

In comparison, the other companies were far behind, but Sheng was in high spirits at this moment.

Determined to have a fight with the Japs at Sihang Warehouse.

……

"Xiao Mo, do you have an idea on how to write this summary of combat experience?" As soon as Xie Zhongmin left, Wu Jianfeng pulled Cheng Mo out.

"The point of street fighting is nothing more than to kill and injure the enemy and save yourself. We are outnumbered and the enemy is outnumbered, so we are in an isolated and helpless situation. So, has Angkor thought about how to fight this battle?" Cheng Mo raised his eyelids and looked completely helpless. asked in an angry tone.

"Then how else can we fight? Just listen to Shangfeng's orders, which are wrong in many places!"

"You must obey the orders given by the superior, but the lives of the hundreds of brothers under Angkor's command are in your hands. If you fight well, fewer brothers will die. If you fight poorly, more people will die. You Do you want to kill fewer people or more people?" Cheng Mo said in a tone that said that these guys are not brainless, but they are unwilling to use their brains, and they should not be allowed to rely too much on themselves.

"Of course I want to save fewer lives!"

"Why is this place adjacent to the concession? The Japanese are afraid of angering the Westerners and do not dare to use heavy artillery. After all, they are also afraid that if the shells accidentally fall into the concession, they will offend the foreigners. But they must not be willing to fail and will definitely think of something else. "Recruit, I think it's just a sneak attack..."

"Isn't this a bit immoral?"

"Angkor, we are fighting to the death, and we have not used poison gas bombs that are banned by the international law, so no method is too much."

"But where can I find quicklime in this hour and a half?"

"This is not difficult. I know there is a construction site nearby. There is one there. Just arrange for a few brothers to carry a few bags back." Cheng Mo said.

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Wu Jianfeng recorded the incident.

"Although we have enough ammunition, we should use it sparingly because we don't have any replenishment. We have to pay attention to collecting it on the battlefield and don't waste it. If you want to last longer..." Cheng Mo stopped talking. In fact, the Four Elements Guards The battle ended after four days and four nights.

Although tragic, the beginning was vigorous, but the end was a bit dull.

It can obviously be sustained for a while, but Jiang's knees are too weak, and foreigners are all cowards, strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

It sounds so helpless.

The tank he hid couldn't be discovered by the Japanese. He hid it very secretly and blocked it with some old furniture and collapsed buildings. It looked like a bombed-down ruin. Normally, it couldn't be found. , unless the luck is really bad.

The Japs collected the bodies and went back.

The sky gradually darkened, the cold wind howled, and occasionally a few gunshots could be heard. It was the national soldiers who had no time to evacuate and were dealing with the Japanese.

Once they are surrounded, isolated and helpless, and run out of ammunition and food, their final outcome will be tragic.

Most of Zhabei has been occupied by the Japanese army, and now only the tiny area of ​​Sihang Warehouse is left.

In such a small place, it turned out to be a hard nut to chew. The Imperial Japanese Army had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. They chewed it for a long time. Not only did they not get it off, they even broke their teeth and started bleeding. Quite a few.

In the headquarters of the Japanese Marine Corps in Hongkou, General Matsui Iwane received the report, his face was as gloomy as water. How could a small warehouse stop the imperial army's advance?

Take it, must take it!
  Matsui Iwane made a phone call to the command post of the commander of the Japanese Marine Corps who attacked the Sihang Warehouse, and scolded Major General Okawa bloody. Major General Okawa repeatedly assured on the phone that he would conquer the Sihang Warehouse as soon as possible, and only then did Matsui Iwane hang up the phone with satisfaction.

A small four-row warehouse cannot satisfy Iwane Matsui's appetite. Even Shanghai is not his ultimate goal. His eyes have long been set on the capital of the National Government.

If he could capture the capital of the Republic of China, Iwane Matsui would be remembered in history. Therefore, he decided to march westward despite the base camp's order to "stop at Shanghai and not expand the war"!

Looking at today's casualty figures, Major General Okawa decided to transfer the 10th Marine Corps from Shanghai to take charge of the main attack.

And tonight, he decided not to let the Chinese in the fortress-like warehouse have a good rest. He wanted to select a group of elite soldiers to launch a night attack on them.

They are not afraid of night battles in the city.

……

At the same time, in the conference room of the temporary headquarters of Sihang Warehouse, officers of the first battalion and above were gathered here for a meeting.

The regimental leader Xie Zhongmin conveyed the sealing instructions.

Stick to the Sihang Warehouse and fight to the last soldier, turning the Sihang Warehouse into the final grave of these more than 400 officers and soldiers.

Everyone got to know each other again. He was ordered here in the face of danger. He was not familiar with the officers and soldiers of the first battalion. Except for a few battalion company commanders, it was the first time for most of them to meet him.

"Reporting to the regiment, Third Company Commander Shi Meihao!"

"Deng Ying, commander of the second company."

"Machine gun company commander Lei Xiong."

"Machine gun company platoon leader Yang Deyu..."

"Platoon leaders Wang Changlin, Yin Qiucheng, Tang Di..."

Looking at the fresh and determined faces, Xie Zhongmin's eyes were moist. Everyone knew what the final outcome would be if they were trapped in a lonely place, but no one gave in, no one backed down, and even the injured were not healed. They all actively asked to return to the team.

What a good soldier.

"The fighting was good today, especially the first company, which killed and wounded dozens of Japanese soldiers. It can be regarded as a model for our generation of soldiers!" Xie Zhongmin said impassionedly.

This is no longer mobilization before war, but gathering fighting will and unifying ideas.

……

Cheng Mo returned to Yanyicang early. No matter what happens tonight, he will not take action. He can't go on like this. One day he will leave the first company. By then, without him, the first company will not be able to fight.

Besides, he is a human, not a god. Humans need to rest. If they don’t keep their spirits up, how can they fight the next day?

It was indeed a lively night, and countless people on the other side were sleepless all night. The Japanese planned to sneak attack from the north bank of the Suzhou River. They came from the water specially, but fell into the quicklime traps set up on the shore. When quicklime meets water, it is What scene?
  Seven or eight Japanese Marine Corps brats were boiled right on the spot. The thumping, rolling, and screams were just like howling ghosts or wolves.

The sneak attack on the water failed, and the same happened elsewhere. The Japanese once again lost their troops and retreated to lick their wounds.

Only the people on the south bank of the river cheered, and the scene was like a Chinese New Year.

This frightened the British, and they quickly sent troops to disperse the people on the river bank to avoid stimulating the Japanese army to do anything crazy.

Early the next morning, the major newspapers in the concession reported the news that the Japanese had raised white flags to collect the corpses the day before yesterday, and that the night sneak attack on the Sihang Warehouse failed.

At that time, Shanghai had not yet completely fallen, and the concession was a state within a state. The Japanese could not yet control public opinion and newspapers in the concession.

Therefore, the news of the battle in Sihang Warehouse spread quickly throughout the country, arousing the enthusiasm of people across the country, and even attracted considerable attention internationally.

The photo of the Japanese troops holding the white flag was widely reprinted and disseminated, becoming an indelible shame. I heard that after General Matsui saw it, he directly threatened the Ministry of Industry and Public Affairs Bureau and demanded that the newspapers that published the photos be investigated.

But this move was rejected. Press freedom is also a Western value after all. If they don't even want their own fig leaf, how can they PUA others?
  　Please collect it, please read it!

　　
  　
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