"Sir!" An officer covered in blood slowly walked up to Yu Zhiqian, lowered his head and prepared to report the casualties, Yu Zhiqian shook his head and raised his hand: "Eat breakfast first, and report after eating!" After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he took out a steamed bun and handed it over.

The officer nodded, stretched out his hand with a finger missing to take the steamed bun, and slowly sat down next to Yu Zhiqian, as for washing hands or something, there is no time at all now, after fighting all night, it is a kind of luck for everyone to be able to survive, as for other things, who cares?

Yu Zhiqian gently tore open the steamed buns, these steamed buns were all prepared before, not freshly steamed, very hard, similar to the steamed buns that Yu Zhiqian used to eat in the army that could knock out his teeth, and it felt like a chef made it.

Tear off a layer of skin on the steamed bun, and then put it in the mouth, mixed with saliva and I don't know whose blood, the taste can't be said, but at this time, everyone is hungry, and no one will mean whether it is delicious or not, and if you can eat it, it is happiness.

Turning his head and looking around, the four rows of warehouses have changed their appearance, the empty warehouse floor is now full of corpses, most of them are Japanese, most of the wounded defenders and the Chinese soldiers who died have been collected, as for the Japanese soldiers, no one cares about them now.

"Damn, I didn't have a bite to eat!" A veteran named Zhou Lin rummaged through the corpses of several devils, and found that in addition to weapons and ammunition, there was no canned food, after Yu Zhiqian heard this, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the corpse of the Japanese on the ground, and looked carefully as if he really didn't find the small bag of dry food on his back.

"Don't waste your energy yet, let's eat first!" Yu Zhiqian waved his hand at Zhou Lin, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and threw it over.

"Thank you, sir!"

After Zhou Lin received the sugar, he immediately grinned, this is a veteran, an absolute veteran oil, in his thirties, who has fought in the civil war, has experienced ups and downs several times, and has worn many different military uniforms, and his battlefield experience may be more than Yu Zhiqian.

Most of the soldiers who died last night were inexperienced soldiers, it can't be said that they were new soldiers, they had all been on the battlefield and seen blood, but with Zhou Lin, a person who crawled out in the sea of corpses and blood, he was not shocked, and there was still a way to protect himself.

Of course, it's not that they are lazy or hide when they fight, they are a group of people who fight bravely, but they have their own uniqueness in many experiences and aspects, and when the battle is over, the nature of this old fritter is revealed.

"Sir, I still have some meat here, do you want to taste it!" After finishing speaking, he secretly took out a canned pork, Yu Zhiqian took it after seeing it, took out two pieces of sugar from his pocket and handed them over: "Two pieces of candy for yours, by the way, there is also half a pack of cigarettes, Xiao Wang, you come here, give this can to the wounded above, let them make up for it!" ”

"Good!"

A soldier who was munching on steamed buns nodded, and took the canned pork handed over by Yu Zhiqian, this guy is now Yu Zhiqian's little follower, when he fought before, Yu Zhiqian saved him twice, and he was still alone in all members of their class, Yu Zhiqian just lacked a herald, so he stayed by his side.

"Sir, you're a good man!" Zhou Lin watched Yu Zhiqian's movements, gave Yu Zhiqian a thumbs up, then opened a piece of sugar, then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed: "Sweet!" ”

After finishing speaking, he took out the remaining two pieces of candy: "Cripple third, dead or not!" ”

"Cripple third!"

Zhou Lin shouted twice, but no one responded, his expression suddenly felt a little lonely, and at this time, a voice came out from the corner in the distance: "What is it called, you are not dead yet!" After finishing speaking, a person about the same age as Zhou Lin limped over in the distance.

"Here you go, the sugar given by the chief is very sweet, by the way, Boss Wu!"

The lame third man took the candy, looked at it and then tore it open, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Boss Wu, it's dead!" ”

"That's called sacrifice, not death!"

"You're literate!" After Zhou Lin finished speaking, he turned his head, and Yu Zhiqian saw tears flowing from this guy's face.

Breakfast was very depressing, everyone ate steamed buns, Xie Jinyuan walked down with three steamed buns, and after seeing Yu Zhiqian, he sat next to Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, the casualties have been roughly counted!" ”

"I haven't asked my brother to count the casualties!"

Xie Jinyuan smiled: "Sir, there is no need to be wanted, we had four hundred and twenty-three people before, plus the people you saved, now there are three hundred and seventy-six people left!" ”

"How much was sacrificed?"

"More than sixty people!"

"Well, more than sixty people!"

Both of them fell into silence, and Xie Jinyuan touched his pocket: "Sir, is there any smoke?" ”

"Yes! Picked up from the devil, I don't know if you're used to smoking! After saying that, he took out one and handed it over.

After Xie Jinyuan lit a cigarette for Yu Zhiqian, he looked around: "Sir, what should we do in the future?" Will you just keep it like that? ”

Xie Jinyuan's voice was very small, as a regiment commander, he knew very well that it was impossible to continue to defend like this, if he continued to hold on, it would have no effect, and the huge casualties made Xie Jinyuan have to consider his own way out.

"Today on the 27th, we estimate that we will have to keep it until November at the latest, and it's up to us whether we can keep it, but I have some other ideas!"

Xie Jinyuan turned his head to look at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, what are you going to do?" ”

"Kill Matsui Ishone!"

"Kill Matsui Ishine?" Xie Jinyuan was taken aback by Yu Zhiqian's plan, and stood up from the ground to look at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, we are now trapped in the Sixing Warehouse, how can we assassinate Matsui Shigen?" ”

Xie Jinyuan felt that his mysterious commander was a little crazy, and he actually wanted to assassinate Matsui Shigen, Matsui Shigen Xie Jinyuan knew that the commander of the Japanese dispatch army, many Chinese hated it, but there was no way to go!

"There is a way, but today we still have a day, and at night, I'm thinking of a way!"

"Okay sir, I'll send a platoon of reserves to guard the first floor later, and the rest of the personnel will stay on the second floor to support the first floor at any time!"

Yu Zhiqian nodded and looked up at the ceiling: "In this way, you find someone and find a way to make some holes in some places on the second floor where you can see the windows and doors on the first floor, in this way, if there are devils on the first floor, the brothers on the second floor also have a way to support the first floor, but be careful, don't touch the load-bearing wall!" ”

"Good!"

After eating breakfast for more than ten minutes, after eating a piece of unpalatable steamed buns, everyone began to get busy, cleaning up the battlefield, and the casualties were roughly counted, more than 40 soldiers died on the first floor, and the remaining five floors combined, only 20 people.

Moreover, almost all the defenders on the first floor were wounded, and a broken hand or something was considered a minor injury, and many of them had penetrating wounds from the three or eight big covers, but even so, most of them only bandaged a little, and then continued to return to the first floor to prepare to continue the battle.

"The old way, the brothers pile the corpses of the devils to the position of the window, if there are more, just strengthen them in the back, and we will let the devils fight the devils!"

Now I don't think about the problem of the corpse after it stinks, and all the materials that can be used have to be hit, and behind the window behind the first floor, it has begun to be reinforced, and if someone wants to sneak attack, they need to break the window, and the people on the first floor will be prepared, and there is no need to worry about a sudden attack by the Japanese.

In the end, the bodies of the Japanese in the building had been cleaned up, and a total of 316 Japanese soldiers had been killed, this number made Yu Zhiqian also feel very surprised, such a large casualty ratio, almost reached ten to one, note that this ten is Japanese, not the Chinese army.

"Sir, I didn't kill many devils with bayonets, they were all killed by us after the devils rushed in, if it weren't for the sneak attack of the devils behind, we wouldn't need the help of the reserves!"

"Well, the remains of the sacrificed soldiers will be collected and the list will be registered collectively!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Yu Zhiqian saw Zhou Lin kneeling in front of a sacrificial body, holding the candy that Yu Zhiqian gave him in his hand, tremblingly tore open the packaging bag, and stuffed the sugar in his hand into his mouth with trembling hands: "Old Wu, this sugar is very sweet, it is the sweetest thing I have ever tasted, you can also taste it, we three brothers, or you go first, I know, I know, you say you, why don't you wait for us!" ”

After finishing speaking, he began to cry, Yu Zhiqian walked over slowly, patted him lightly on the shoulder, Zhou Lin turned his head to see that it was Yu Zhiqian, and immediately wiped his eyes: "Sir, let you laugh!" ”

"Is this your brother?"

Zhou Lin nodded: "The three of us joined the army at the same time, and we participated in a lot of battles together, and then there were only a few of us left who joined the army together, he was the oldest, I called him Boss Wu, my second, just now the lame man also called me Zhou Laoer, there were originally four and five olds, but they all died!" ”

"Don't worry, your sacrifice will not be in vain, have you heard a word? People are inherently dead, some people are as light as a hair, some are heavier than Mount Tai, Lao Wu, and the sacrifices of other brothers are heavier than Mount Tai, and the devil is beaten away in the future, everyone will remember you, you are all heroes! ”

"Well, did Lao Wu hear it, the chief said that you are a hero, you are an old boy, you were a coward when you were alive, and kept telling us not to rush too fast when we were fighting, and to hide behind a little, I didn't expect that after you died, you actually became a hero!"

Yu Zhiqian sighed and looked at the soldiers around him who were collecting the corpses of their comrades: "Brothers are in a bad mood, cry out if you cry, cry loudly, after crying, continue to fight devils, don't suppress your feelings, you will die if you fight, these brothers are just one step ahead of us, I will sacrifice in the future, you will also sacrifice, I hope that when I sacrifice, there will be people who cry twice, send me!" ”

After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a group of people not only did not cry, but some people showed a hint of a smile.

The Sixing warehouse is busy here, the people on the first floor are busy collecting corpses, collecting weapons and ammunition, and repairing the position, and the people on the second floor are busy digging holes, and the internal structure of the Sixing warehouse is also very solid, but it is difficult for the soldiers, and there are some hammers and other tools among the materials collected in the entire warehouse.

Yu Zhiqian chose a good location, the second floor is about six meters away from the window, and the opening is half a meter long and wide, so that you can see the situation below the first floor when you lie on the second floor, after the devil enters the Sixing warehouse, it is no longer the firepower on the first floor, and the second floor, which can reduce the pressure on part of the first floor.

However, the only thing that is more troublesome now is that the structure of the four-line warehouse is relatively thick, and it takes a lot of effort to open the door, and when Yu Zhiqian went up to the second floor, he saw a group of soldiers holding hammers and chisels and beating hard.

"How long will this take?" Yu Zhiqian looked at the soldiers who were sweating like rain and looked at Xie Jinyuan, Xie Jinyuan shook his head: "I don't know, I just made a hole, this wall is more than 20 centimeters thick, if you want to make it according to what you said, at least until noon!" ”

"It will be opened up by noon, the first floor is the focus of the devil's attack, and we have no worries about the four lines of the warehouse on the first floor, if we can't hold it, we may all be finished, brothers, work hard, and when the time comes, the devil will be beaten and he doesn't even know his own mother!"

"Good!"

The soldiers on the third floor to the sixth floor, except for some who were observing the movements of the devils, more were resting, Yu Zhiqian came to the top floor, yesterday the top floor was only blown up a pit, today the guardrail on the top floor is almost gone, last night, when the Japanese attacked, they used all kinds of artillery advantages to carry out shelling, the walls of the building were full of potholes, and even some walls were hit by two or three shells, and were blown out of the pit after more than ten centimeters, but there was still no crack, but the guardrail on the top floor was a weak point, and it was blown off.

And there are only two machine gun positions left, and two heavy machine guns have been blown up by mortars, and the only thing that is still standing is the flagpole standing on the top floor, hanging the national flag, still fluttering in the wind.

"Dai Qiang, have the machine gun positions on the devil's side been solved?"

"Head, it's gone, no one dares to go to the machine gun position now!"

"That's good!"

After a round of inspection, Yu Zhiqian finally took the binoculars, stood on the top floor and looked at the outside of the Sixing Warehouse, after an afternoon and a night of bloody battles, the outside of the Sixing Warehouse changed its appearance, yesterday morning it was similar to most of the streets of Shanghai, but now it is like Shura Hell.

There are corpses everywhere, as well as wildfires, black smoke, how many people the Japanese sacrificed last night, no one counts, and there is no time to count, looking around, there are corpses scattered on the ground, the Japanese have not had time to repair the corpses, and in the distance, the machine gun positions built by the Japanese are clearly visible, but now no one in it dares to show their heads, and they are afraid of being beaten.