When the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, the flag-raising ceremony had already begun on the roof of Sihang Warehouse.
Led by Duanwu, almost all the soldiers gathered here.
They paid attention to the battle flag representing the Chinese soldiers and paid their highest respect.
The people on the south bank saw the battle flag.
Pedestrians stopped and vendors stopped selling. They all raised their heads and stared at the battle flag that symbolized China's last dignity and last stubbornness.
The 88th Division Independent Regiment is still there, and the man is still yelling.
They just like to hear that man yelling, even if he acts like a madman sometimes.
Yang Huimin was also looking at the battle flag. Although she wanted to stay there, Duanwu drove her back. Duanwu said that her presence there would affect morale, although she didn't understand what was going on.
However, during this trip, she also received a mission. That was to find a woman who could dance on a tightrope.
This was simply too embarrassing. Dancing on a tightrope. She had never seen it before in her life.
But since this is an order, she must execute it absolutely.
From the window of a three-story hotel, Wei Zhengcai was watching all this.
He silently raised his right hand and saluted the battle flag. And for some reason, he suddenly felt ashamed.
He felt that he should do something, and he must do everything possible to deliver the hard-won batch of cannonballs.
But nowadays, the British have very strict control, and it is not easy for Yang Huimin to secretly jump into the river and swim across alone.
As for transporting more than 20 rounds of artillery shells to the north bank, he has yet to think of a practical way.
But he has made up his mind that he must lead people to transport the cannonballs there tonight at the latest. Even if there are groups of people floating on the water carrying the cannonballs, he must send the cannonballs over.
"Xiao Zhao will find me some twenty brothers who are good at water..."
Buzz! Buzz!......
Wei Zhengcai was giving orders to his men, but he didn't expect a harsh buzzing sound to suddenly come from outside the window.
This is the roar of an airplane engine.
Wei Zhengcai felt something was wrong. He opened the window and looked out, but saw that something had happened.
Two Japanese fighter planes came from the sea and headed straight for the Sihang Warehouse.
They received information from the intelligence agency Yamamoto Yoshika and learned that on the eve of the decisive battle, Chinese soldiers would hold a flag-raising ceremony on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse.
In order to undermine the morale of the Chinese people and to show off their military power to the established colonists, the Japanese did not hesitate to send two fighter planes into battle.
The Japanese pilots are as arrogant as the Japanese army.
They pounced straight down from the air, without even checking whether the enemy had anti-aircraft artillery. They then aimed at the flagpole on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse and launched a round of crazy strafing.
This seems like suicide. Because if the Chinese soldiers have prevention and control artillery or other anti-aircraft weapons, the two planes of the little Japanese will not be enough to fight.
But the little devils are so arrogant. On the battlefield in China, they have never encountered a real opponent. They have always been crushing the Chinese army.
Because they were flying the empire's most advanced fighter planes, even the few anti-aircraft artillery pieces of the Chinese army could not hit them in a short time.
So the two Japanese pilots swooped down and then aimed at the roof of the Sihang Warehouse and fired indiscriminately.
Chug tug tug tug tug tug!......
A 12.7 mm unloaded machine gun was extremely arrogant. The cement on the roof was lifted up in large areas just in the moment when the bullets rained down.
If Duanwu hadn't foreseen it and evacuated most of the people, I'm afraid this series of strafing would have caused dozens of casualties to the independent regiment.
Ding! Ding! Ding!......
The sound of metal clanking followed one after another. It turned out that after adjusting the attitude of the aircraft, a Japanese soldier directly aimed at the flagpole and fired.
The Japs' air raid on the Sihang Warehouse was aimed at destroying the last dignity of the Chinese soldiers and causing the independent regiment to lose its fighting spirit.
Don’t you want to raise the flag? Then our Imperial Japanese planes will come and interrupt your flagpole and slap the Chinese soldiers hard.
I just didn't want to, but with a snap, the slap hit the little devil's own face.
The 12.7 mm unloaded machine gun they were most proud of flew away like jelly beans in front of the Chinese flagpole, and could only create a little spark on the flagpole. This China
Isn’t the manufacturing a bit too awesome?
"Nani?"
The two Japanese pilots' eyes widened. They couldn't believe their own eyes. The 12.7mm machine gun bullets swept past and were unable to shake a flagpole made in China.
Of course, they would never have imagined that when Dragon Boat Festival settled in Sihang Warehouse, this hole would have been dug for the little devil.
The material of the flagpole is steel pipe, which is as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The thickness of the steel pipe is about eight millimeters, and it is round.
Perhaps a 12.7mm bullet that hits the steel pipe frontally can make a hole in the steel pipe, otherwise it will be ejected by the arc structure of the steel pipe.
Therefore, despite a series of blows from the Japs' machine guns, the twelve-meter-high flagpole still stood firm.
"Captain, are you a god?"
Sun Shiyu's excitement was palpable, because he thought he was the one who erected this flagpole with others.
At that time, he still felt strange why Hao Duandui had to erect a pole on the roof of the building.
And it wasn't until last night that he knew that it was actually a flagpole.
But at that time, he was not too surprised, because it was nothing to prepare a flagpole in advance.
Only today, when the Japs' machine gun bullets hit the flagpole, did Sun Shiyu understand what was going on.
His Dragon Boat Festival commander actually even considered that Japanese planes would shoot at the flagpole to prevent them from raising the flag.
Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan and others on the side were also surprised.
Because many plans for the Dragon Boat Festival were set in advance before they entered Sihang Warehouse.
But at that time, none of them had arrived, let alone the little devils.
But these little devils, as if they were acting according to the script set in advance during the Dragon Boat Festival, came one by one to die at a certain time.
Xie Jinyuan couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Brother Duanwu? Can you predict the future?"
Dragon Boat Festival had already expected that with so many traps set in advance, if there was no clear reason, the people in front of him would probably think that he was a monster.
Of course, some people may think that he is a god.
But this is not what Duanwu wants. Because whether it is a monster or a god, it will attract a lot of attention.
He didn't want to become a monkey in the circus, so he thought about his rhetoric early: Aren't these the most basic tactics of the military academy?...