At the beginning of the dawn, a thin mist loomed in the Zhabei area, bloody sun flags were hung everywhere, and the concession on the south bank of Suzhou Creek was fluttering, and the coast was full of citizens watching the battle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every citizen looked at the Chinese flag slowly rising on the roof of the Sixing warehouse on the north bank. In the twilight, there were twenty people standing on the platform, all solemnly raising their hands to salute the national flag.

There was no pomp, no music, just the occasional cold gunshot or two. However, the sacred and serious atmosphere, the simple and tragic scenes are all deeply moving.

Slowly, the soft and affectionate singing sounded on the south bank, across the water, slowly echoing in the hearts of the soldiers on the north bank.

Standing in the crowd, Zhixian watched the flag handed to the defenders fluttering high by his hand, and a bright smile spread on his beautiful face.

The nerves of the defenders in the warehouse were very tense, and the Japanese attack did not stop from morning to night, holding the position for four days and five nights with a lonely heart, even if they didn't say it, their hearts were almost unstoppable.

Therefore, when I saw that Ye Chunnian brought a few people over, everyone was warm in their hearts, and there were still people behind them who were thinking about them, not saying anything, defending the land, and the motherland and the people knew about them.

Lin Yiguo stepped forward and saluted Ye Chunnian, what they were talking about, she couldn't hear a word vaguely, her eyes were staring at the person who was burying her head in a pen not far away.

His hair had grown long, and he seemed to have lost weight, but his back was still straight, like bamboo, and he could only bend it, and the end was strong.

Lin Yiguo was carefully shaking hands with a few people one by one, and when he finally came here, he found that this little soldier was thin and weak, and the military uniform was worn on his body as if he was wearing a sack, and he patted Zhixian's shoulder: "Little comrade, you have to exercise well!" ”

Zhixian came back to his senses, looked up and smiled playfully: "Yes, sir!" ”

Only then did Lin Yiguo recognize that this unkempt person wearing a children's regimental uniform was Zhixian: "Miss Yan? ”

He turned around and was about to go to the temporary command room, but Zhixian stopped him and shook his head. She was already very happy to see him.

Lin Yiguo understood what she meant, and stood still. Miss Yan is really magnanimous, and it is extremely rare for a girl not to rely on her wholeheartedly and take her children's affection as her own.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Zhixian again, but found that her gaze looking at the command room was calm, and a pair of slender hands hanging down at her side and clenched into fists were trembling slightly.

Zhi Xian's gaze didn't stay for too long, if she stayed for a minute longer, the danger of these people would be more, and she couldn't make trouble for Ye Chunnian because of herself.

And this morning, when she looked up at the white of the fish belly in the east, his quiet and serious side face flashed in her mind again.

Xu is too much looking forward to that kind of atmosphere, and his eyes are eager, and the light reflects his uniform a lot softer, although it still can't cover the unconscious sharp edge and solemnity, but it is also extremely rare.

This is the first time I have seen such a derivation.

Zhixian lowered her head and smiled, she seemed to be indeed much more sensible.

In the previous life, whether Qingbai was criticizing or reading, she was an idle person. Occasionally, when it was quieter, I stared at him with my chin propped up, and my eyes didn't blink.

Every now and then, Qingbai would always pull her to sit on the bright yellow dragon robe.

Yanzhi's appearance last night is really similar to Qingbai, but the temperament of the son of the family is a little weaker. That's it, isn't he no longer the domineering queen he used to be?

What was she thinking?

"The United States and Britain have come out to mediate! I heard that the government has agreed. ”

"I heard that an armistice agreement was about to be signed soon, and the authorities of the public concession also sent a note to the Chinese government through diplomatic channels, saying that they were asking for an armistice, withdrawing the defenders, and avoiding unnecessary sacrifices."

The five-storey gray building on the banks of the Suzhou Creek stands majestically amidst the rain of shells and the sound of people's discussions.

"Junzuo, Commander-in-Chief Chiang has asked to withdraw from the Sixing warehouse, and the government has promised the United States and Britain to reconcile and armistice with Japan!"

Their battle in the Four Elements is not so much an order from above to defend to the death, but rather a battle for the whole world to see, which is to show the spirit of the Chinese revolutionary soldiers, do not lose to the death, and fight bloody to the end.

Whether it is for the sake of the overall situation or for the sake of this lone army, it can only be a withdrawal at present, so the command room quickly issued the order to retreat.

Looking at these soldiers with tired faces but extremely excited, Regiment Commander Xie, who was standing at the end, said to Qu Shizheng beside him: "This battle is really not a loss!" ”

The crowd was in an uproar, listening to the shouts of "China will not die", and the young soldiers sitting on several military cards couldn't help but burst into tears and let out a low roar like animals.

It was late at night, but the lights in the Xu Mansion were bright, as bright as day.

Okamura was standing by the window on the second floor, and when he heard the sound of the door coming in behind him, he turned around and saw Xu Shaozhen sitting lazily on the sofa, playing with the sharp dagger in his hand.

"Someone is dead?"

Xu Shaozhen smiled casually: "No, brother, I have to find a good day, after the early hours of the morning, his blood will probably run out." ”

Okamura shook his head and said nothing. Tomorrow? He frowned and thought for a moment, and a chill rushed up to his bones.

Tomorrow happens to be the year since Fan Zixuan's death.

Xu Shaozhen looked at the change in Okamura's eyes, and knew that he understood, slowly put away the dagger, and walked out of the room with a playful smile.

Okamura stood by the window all night, watching the day slowly fill the night, and the night was always running tirelessly like that, as if tomorrow would never come.

Let's go, it's time for him to go out and see with his own eyes the great achievements of the Great Japanese Empire.

Kitajima's voice sounded colder than usual: "Today's peace talks, hosted by the League of Nations, are on the Kent on the Huangpu River. ”

Okamura took the hat she handed over, and tried to squeeze out a smile on his straight face: "Kitajima-kun, the Navy's record is not in a hurry. ”

Kitajima Mu shook his head, the battle that was originally expected to be conquered in four hours was a battle for three months, and the result was unsatisfactory, which was really a shame for the navy! There has already been a serious disagreement between the two generals of the General Staff Headquarters, and this time the Navy is afraid that it will have to die down and recuperate.