More than a hundred Japanese death squads rushed towards the Sihang Warehouse under the cover of machine guns and artillery fire.
Duanwu ordered the machine gunner to block the attack, but the machine gunner was hit in the chest by the Jaap's sharpshooter and fell down.
Duanwu was angry, took the position of the heavy machine gunner, and first killed the Jaap's sharpshooter.
The sharpshooter was hiding behind a brick wall, but the bullets from the heavy machine gun shattered the brick wall and sent the Japanese sharpshooter flying out.
Turning his gun back, Duanwu fired at the death squads again.
A bullet from a heavy machine gun within fifty meters is enough to punch a big hole in a person's body.
Seven or eight Japanese soldiers went back to see their Amaterasu during the Dragon Boat Festival shooting.
But these Japs seemed to be possessed by demons. They were not afraid of life and death and rushed forward despite the Dragon Boat Festival bullets.
"Fire the bayonet!"
The Japanese were about to rush in, Shangguan Zhibiao, who was in charge of guarding the first floor, shouted.
All the veterans fixed their bayonets, while the new recruits' hands were still shaking.
It's one thing to shoot at each other from a few dozen meters away from the Japanese, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, nervousness spreads among the recruits again.
Even though they are still trying to be brave with their mouths, their bodies are not obeying their orders.
Zhu Shengzhong roared loudly: "Those who are afraid of death should stay back. I am an independent battalion and there are no cowards! Kill!..."
Amidst the angry roar, Zhu Shengzhong took the lead and rushed forward.
He took the lead and collided with a Japanese corps leader.
The Japanese roared and thrust his bayonet towards Zhu Shengzhong.
Zhu Shengzhong pushed away the opponent's gun and thrust the bayonet directly into the little Japanese corps commander's chest.
"ah!"
Zhu Shengzhong roared angrily and threw the little devil's body aside.
But another Japanese soldier held a bayonet and took the opportunity to stab Zhu Shengzhong.
Zhu Shengzhong wanted to defend back at this time, but it was obviously too late. He tried his best to hurt both sides and stabbed the little Japanese with the spear in his hand.
Both of them hold 38 big caps. If they stab each other, there will only be one outcome, and that is to die together.
Bang! Bang!
But at this critical moment, Shangguan Zhibiao arrived and shot and killed the Japanese who rushed towards Zhu Shengzhong with two shots.
"Don't rush too hard, I don't have many veterans left."
Shangguan Zhibiao reprimanded loudly, but Zhu Shengzhong just giggled.
In total, only about thirty Japanese soldiers rushed over, and the battle ended in a few minutes. Shangguan Zhibiao and Zhu Shengzhong led their men back to Sihang Warehouse.
Of course, these Japs fearlessly rushed over not just to die. They wanted to attract the firepower of Sihang Warehouse and create conditions for the Japs on the left and right wings.
Just when more than a hundred Japs were wiped out, the left and right wings, under the cover of Japs artillery and machine gunners, had successfully entered the two buildings on the left and right of Sihang Warehouse.
Panting, Sun Shiyu ran to the command room on the second floor and reported: "Sir, the kid has crossed the line of fire and entered the buildings on the left and right."
Dragon Boat Festival asked: "How many people?"
Sun Shiyu quickly replied: "There are more than sixty people on the east side and more than seventy on the west side."
When Xie Jinyuan heard this, he frowned and said: "The little devils have occupied the east and west buildings, which is very disadvantageous to us? Once they break through the gables, they will attack us from multiple directions at the same time, or even blow them up."
Four rows of warehouses, bury us all inside."
"No, we want to bury the little devil inside."
Duanwu smiled, and Xie Jinyuan was surprised: "Bury it inside? Organize a suicide squad to blow up the building? I'm afraid this won't work, right?"
At this time, Sun Shiyu chuckled and said: "Thank you, Commander, our commander has already prepared for the little devil."
Sun Shiyu said, pulling off a tarpaulin in the corner, and there were two detonators hidden inside.
"Detonator? Why didn't I know? When did you install the bomb?"
Xie Jinyuan was completely confused at this time. Could it be that his Dragon Boat Festival brother knew that the little devils would occupy the buildings on the left and right sides if he knew how to calculate?
But if you think about it carefully, isn't this obvious? If the Japs can't attack directly, they will naturally outflank them.
"Brother Duanwu, do you really belong to me?"
At this time, Xie Jinyuan was completely convinced. The young officer in front of him had already placed explosives in the buildings on the left and right before he arrived. How could such foresight be achieved by ordinary people?
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"Sun Shiyu, detonate!" Dragon Boat Festival roared.
"yes!"
Sun Shiyu quickly pressed the detonator, and the buildings around the Sihang Warehouse collapsed with a loud bang.
Not a single one of the more than a hundred Japanese escaped, they were all buried within the two buildings.
At this moment, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the south and north banks of the Suzhou River were shaking violently.
Countless eyes from the south bank turned to them, watching helplessly as the two buildings on the north bank instantly collapsed in the smoke and dust.
They looked there, and none of them felt afraid. Because the Chinese soldiers were still there, and the man's roar was still there.
They knew that this was another masterpiece of that young man. He was like an immortal myth, writing miracles one after another.
A wave of cheers ensued. The soldiers in the entire Sihang Warehouse roared in the explosion.
Even those new recruits who were once timid, at this moment, the blood in their bodies was once again ignited.
Because of this battle, they won again. When the two buildings collapsed, the little devils retreated with their tails between their legs and shrank back into their turtle shells.
Konoe Isao, the captain of the 68th Regiment, roared like crazy in his command room. Because the dignified captain of the 68th Regiment was repeatedly frustrated in front of the Chinese soldiers whom he despised most.
The 68th Regiment suffered unprecedented losses. It included the Yamamoto Battalion, the Kumano Battalion, and the Koinu Battalion. A total of more than 2,000 people were killed.
With such terrifying figures, how could he explain to the commander of the dispatched army in Shanghai, Matsui Iwane?
I'm afraid he will have to have his belly opened to thank the emperor!
"Baga, the small Sihang Warehouse actually caused us to lose so many people. You are all just losers!"
Isao Konoe had nowhere to vent, so he began to scold those little Japanese officers.
"Hi!"
In anger, which little Japanese officer dared to get into trouble at this time? All of them were as honest as good grandchildren.
When Isao Konoe saw this, he became even more angry. Because the battle was like this, his men didn't even dare to fart. Are they waiting for him to take the blame?
"Don't think that I am the only one who has committed hara-kiri to thank the emperor for losing this battle. I will take all of you with me when I do it. Let us enjoy this honor together!"