Chapter 51 Copper Pea (Double Monthly Tickets, Please Give Me Money!)

Whether it is the Chinese people inside or outside the building, their hearts are far more nervous than the boiling river surface during this period.

But fortunately, the Chinese military and civilians should be grateful for this era.

Maybe they are a little poor and have nothing, but they have not learned to fake. The materials used in the warehouse building are solid enough, and the thickest steel bars in the planning map are used.

Colonel Jiro Wakiita was really angry enough, and the artillery squadron directly under the 36th Infantry Regiment had to work hard and bombarded for half an hour.

At least 70 or 80 shells were fired.

Finally, the frequency of artillery fire gradually became sparse.

An autumn breeze blew, the thick smoke slowly dissipated, and people's vision gradually became clear.

The tall and majestic building still stands in Suzhou Hebei, visible to the naked eye. Not only is the main body of the warehouse intact, but even the wall is not damaged much, that is, there are a lot of mottled spots, which are the black smoke from the gunpowder explosion and some not-so-big holes.

From the perspective of Brigadier General Smallett, there were many sandbags on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse that were blown up and flattened, but the hard floor slabs blocked the attack of the 75mm howitzers, and almost no shells could penetrate the floor slabs and enter the building.

And that was perhaps the only achievement the Japanese army had achieved after spending nearly a hundred shells.

His Excellency Brigadier General of the Sun Never Sets took a breath of cold air, and his crotch was slightly melancholy.

Although his sympathy for the weak led to a stronger inclination towards the Chinese army, as the highest commander of the concession, he had to consider the safety of the concession.

The strength of the Chinese defenders meant that the Japanese had to use more powerful means to attack.

The 70mm direct-fire guns and 75mm howitzers were useless against this hard fortress, so what would the Japanese do?

As a veteran soldier, Brigadier General of the Sun Never Sets Empire would not be stupid enough to rely entirely on the so-called national agreement for his own safety.

The so-called agreement is just a fig leaf that politicians use to fool ordinary people. Once their own interests are involved, they will tear it off without hesitation.

This is true in politics and in national interests. The patience of the Japanese is also limited.

Brigadier General Smallett's eyes were cast in the direction of about 800 meters east of the Sihang Warehouse, and gradually became gloomy.

There is a giant storage tank there. The gas of the entire concession is exported from there. If it is detonated due to some accident, the power of the explosion is enough to flatten half of the concession.

Of course, compared with the faint melancholy under the crotch of the brigadier general of the British Empire, the feeling of the commanders of the Japanese army when looking at the warehouse building standing in the distance can be described as painful.

From Jiro Wakiita to Toyota Hide and then to Koizumi Rei, who was appointed as the first-line commander, they collectively issued a cry in their hearts similar to the most developed industry heroines in the island country in the next few decades.

In this era, they began to work hard to inherit the glorious tradition of the island country's small film industry, ***! Teacher Ozawa! Teacher Hata! As if they all heard the voices of the future seniors, they were not shouting alone or in groups, they were full of passion, their eyes were seductive, and they screamed out those two words: Really hard!

Actually! A round of mountain artillery bombardment was not as stable as Mount Tai for the already dusty Chinese defenders in the warehouse. Even the brave machine gun company commander Lei Xiong shook his head and spit out a mouthful of dust from his mouth, cursing: "Damn it, the devils are crazy!"

Even if there is a solid building to protect, the feeling of the whole building shaking in the center of the artillery fire is definitely not what ordinary people imagine.

No matter how tough the soldiers are, when facing the rampage of the god of land warfare and their fate is not in their own hands, they will be shaken.

Even a calm lieutenant colonel in the army changed his expression slightly after the Japanese bombardment ended, and ordered: "Each company should count casualties and report the damage to the building. At the same time, send a telegram to the division headquarters to contact the intelligence personnel in our concession. I want to know the external situation of the building."

"Deputy regiment commander, why bother!" Lei Xiong, with a gray face, cracked his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Look!"

Sent a few soldiers to bring a few large wooden boards, and asked the lieutenant colonel to write a few big words on them: How much damage is there to the outer wall?

Then, the soldiers held up the wooden boards and stood in front of the windows facing the river.

"Our hero is asking us questions!"

The people who hid in the alleys or shops after the Japanese bombardment shouted loudly.

"Quiet, quiet!" Some smart people stopped those passionate compatriots.

The concession soldiers who left the fortifications on the river bank had extremely ugly faces after the Japanese attack. Now there are signs that they are driving away the people who are still staying on the river bank with guns.

If everyone shouted in unison, what would happen if the foreigners, who were frightened by the battle between the two armies, took their anger out on them?

They were not afraid that the foreigners would do anything to them, but if they were driven away from the river bank and could no longer watch their brothers fight the Japanese and cheer them up, it would be a great pity.

The young man reacted quickly and quickly picked up the white cloth that had been used to remind the warehouse defenders and wrote in big words on it: No problem!

After receiving feedback from the people on the other side of the river, a group of officers in the command center laughed.

"The people's hearts can be used." The lieutenant colonel ordered with a glow in his eyes. "Let the brothers who are fine stand at the window and let our compatriots take a good look. We are all fine, and the Japanese are nothing special."

Rows of dark blue soldiers stood up by the window facing the river, their bodies straight, even though their faces and bodies were covered with dust.

The heroes are fine, they are all alive and well. The people on the opposite side covered their mouths, trying not to cheer out loud because of excitement.

The fact that the Sihang Warehouse building was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of the 75 mountain artillery may be just one of the reasons. The loyalty of the ordinary people on the opposite side is the real reason for these soldiers to be relieved!

Soldiers can fight, die on the battlefield, or not know where their souls will go, but they must know who they are fighting for.

Those Chinese who held up white cloth and stood firmly on the river bank to face the stray bullets that might fly from the Japanese army at any time are the reasons for them to stay here and fight.

They are not fighting for themselves, but for the whole of China, and they have no regrets even if they die!

Tang Dao did not stand in front of the window to watch the silent communication between civilians and soldiers, but took Niu Er, who had a scope, to hide behind the hole of the lookout post, looking forward with a grim face.

The Japanese artillery was ineffective, and Tang Dao naturally knew it.

In the past, the Japanese army not only used 75mm mountain guns, but also used 37mm rapid-fire guns and 75mm field guns, but they were helpless against the copper pea of ​​Sihang Warehouse.

Unless heavy artillery was used, but it was obvious that the Japanese army had not been forced to such a desperate situation at this moment.

What worried Tang Dao was that the Japanese army's behavior was a bit abnormal. According to the conventional tactics of the Japanese army, the Japanese infantry should have arrived at the front-line positions as early as when the mountain artillery began to wreak havoc, and then take advantage of the sparse artillery fire and the opponent's heavy firepower points had no time to fight back to the front of the position...

But now, whether it is the two wings or the front of the warehouse, the Japanese infantry did not move at all, and they were still hiding at least 600 meters away.

What tricks are they trying to play?