After sending the telegram, Feng Chen sat restlessly, took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, he got up and went out of the basement, got in the car, and continued to the north bank of the Suzhou Creek in the British concession to check the battle situation again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the north bank of Suzhou Creek, there are still many citizens who are reluctant to leave, and several British officers are also watching the movement of the Sixing warehouse.

On the other side of the river, the Chinese defenders were rushing to build fortifications overnight, and no one slept.

Feng Chen came to the shore and stood in front of a teenage girl in a yellow twill uniform, a wide-brimmed yared hat with a bowler head, and a scarf around her neck.

Feng Chen knew that this little girl's outfit was the standard Shanghai Boy Scout attire.

The anti-Japanese boy scouts are a special scenery on the front line of the Anti-Japanese War, although they are young, their thin figures do not care about the hardships, or go to the front, or serve the rear.

Among them, the wartime service regiment prepared by the Shanghai Scout Council is known as the "First Wartime Service Regiment of the Chinese Scouts", contributing to the national war of resistance.

The victims of the disaster rely on relief, the military depends on support, loyalty, perseverance, and remarkable achievements, this is the Boy Scouts!

As early as 1932, during the "January 28" Anti-Japanese War, more than 100 scouts in Shanghai went deep into the war zone to engage in service, and their outstanding performance was impressive, and they were commended by the Chinese Scout Command.

After the Lugou Bridge Incident, the Shanghai Scout Council initiated the formation of a wartime service group, which stipulated that the members of the Scout Corps must be at least 16 years old, but many students falsely reported their age in order not to lose this opportunity to serve the country.

On the first day of the Battle of Songhu, the Scouts went to work.

In the rear, their main positions were hospitals for wounded soldiers and refugee shelters, where they not only served as guards to maintain order, assisted in nursing first aid bandaging, but also handled a series of chores.

With the enthusiasm of the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, the number of Shanghai Scouts increased from the initial 1,000 to more than 2,500, among whom the older and well-trained ones were selected to serve in the front.

The boy scouts, as teenagers, braved the threat of enemy artillery fire to travel between downtown Shanghai and the battlefield, cooperating with the Red Cross Society of China Ambulance Committee to rescue and transport wounded soldiers.

Seeing that Feng Chen was looking at himself, he focused on the girl scouts in the Sixing warehouse opposite, and turned his head to look back at Feng Chen.

"Girl, are you a member of the Boy Scouts?" Feng Chen asked.

"Well, I really want to do something for our warriors?" The girl replied.

"Which school? What is your name? Feng Chen asked.

"A sophomore at Shanghai Runzhou Middle School, my name is Yang Huimin." The girl replied crisply.

"Can you sing?" Feng Chen then asked.

"Yes." Yang Huimin said.

"Okay, you head to the four rows of warehouses across the street and sing your Boy Scout song." Feng Chen pointed towards the four rows of warehouses on the other side of the river.

"Hmm."

Yang Huimin nodded, she immediately understood what Feng Chen meant.

"We are the new life of the Chinese nation, although we are young and ambitious, we dedicate ourselves to this body, this heart, and this strength for the people. Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, faithfulness, peace, enrich the spirit of our actions, and everyone unites to move forward! ”

Yang Huimin's singing, loud and crisp, quickly attracted the people around, on the other side of the Suzhou Creek, the officers and soldiers who were busy building fortifications were also attracted by Yang Huimin's singing, stopped their work, and looked this way.

"Don't stop, sing it over and over again!" Seeing that Yang Huimin's voice was crisp and loud, Feng Chen had a way to contact Xie Jinyuan in his heart, and he asked Yang Huimin to sing all the time.

Yang Huimin sang several times, and Feng Chen saw that most of the officers and soldiers on the other side were attracted by the singing, so he instructed Yang Huimin: "Huimin, you now let go of your voice and ask loudly, what do the commanders of the Xie regiment need?" ”

When the singing stopped, Yang Huimin put his hands together in a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly towards the officers and soldiers who were standing and listening to him singing on the side of the Sixing warehouse: "Commander Xie, I am Yang Huimin from the Boy Scouts, what do you need?!" ”

"I'm Xie Jinyuan, we don't lack anything here, we just need a national flag!" Head Xie Jinyuan was really standing opposite, listening to Yang Huimin's singing.

"Okay, you wait, I'll bring you the flag in a moment." Yang Huimin said loudly.

"Tell Head Xie that 5238 is the phone number of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, and there are people guarding the phone 24 hours a day, so if there is any need for him to make this call." Feng Chen knew that the Sixing Warehouse now had a contact number with the outside world.

"Head Xie, 5238 is the phone number of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, there are people on the phone 24 hours a day, if you need anything, you can call this number, and we will send you what you need at any time." Yang Huimin shouted loudly towards the other side.

"Hyemin, you wait here, I'll find a way to bring the flag and send it to the warriors."

Feng Chen explained, returned to the car, and drove quickly towards the Military Command Office on Lafeid Road, he knew that there was a large Republic of China flag in the conference room of Wang Xinheng's office.

When he came to the Shanghai office of the Second Military Command Department, the lights in Wang Xinheng's office were still on, and Feng Chen hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door of the office.

"Please come in!" Wang Xinheng's voice came from inside.

After the office door was pushed open, Wang Xinheng raised his head, saw that it was Feng Chen coming in, looked at Feng Chen with a little surprise and asked, "Brother Feng, what happened?" ”

"Brother Wang, I'll borrow the national flag in your conference room for some use." Feng Chen said.

"Borrow the flag? Do? Wang Xinheng asked puzzled.

"Xie Jinyuan, who is sticking to the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division in the Sixing Warehouse, wants a national flag." Feng Chen explained briefly.

"Good!"

Wang Xinheng got up, took Feng Chen to the conference room on the second floor of the office, took down the national flag on the wall, folded it, and handed it to Feng Chen.

"Xie Jinyuan must hang this national flag on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse to tell the citizens of Shanghai that the national army is still holding on here."

"Yes, Brother Wang, I'm not delaying here, I'll send the national flag as soon as possible."

Feng Chen took the national flag, got into the car, and drove quickly towards the north bank of the Suzhou Creek in the British Concession.

Although the night was dark, Yang Huimin was still standing there waiting for Feng Chen to bring the national flag.

"Hui Min, you wrap the national flag around your body, secretly climb over from the direction of the garbage bridge, and personally hand over this note to Commander Xie."

Feng Chen handed over the national flag and a note he had written before to Yang Huimin, and then took Yang Huimin to the garbage bridge.

At this time, when it was dark at night, Yang Huimin wrapped a big national flag around his underwear, put on the uniform of the Boy Scout, and quietly crawled along the garbage bridge towards the Sixing warehouse.

When Yang Huimin crawled to the halfway point, suddenly the guns rang out, she thought that the enemy had discovered her, so she hurriedly lay on the ground, and after a closer look, it turned out that the Japanese army was carrying out a night attack on the Sixing warehouse.

After some time, the sound of artillery fire slowly stopped, and Yang Huimin began to crawl again, and finally climbed to the downstairs on the east side of the Sixing warehouse.

Xie Jinyuan and battalion commander Yang Ruifu knew that someone would send the national flag, but what they never expected was that it was the girl who sang the boy scout on the other side of the river.

Xie Jinyuan faced a sweat-soaked national flag handed over by Yang Huimin, and the warriors in the Sixing warehouse shed tears of excitement.

Everyone unanimously stretched out their right hands and gave Yang Huimin a military salute, and then Xie Jinyuan solemnly took the national flag, handed it to Yang Ruifu, the commander of the first battalion, and instructed them to immediately raise the national flag on the roof of the Sixing warehouse.

Since there was no flagpole in the warehouse, Yang Ruifu ordered Lu Mengxiong, the commander of the pistol company, Feng Wu and others, to make a flagpole improvised with bamboo and straw rope.

At dawn on the 29th, in the twilight of the twilight, on the top floor platform of the Sixing warehouse, there were more than 20 people standing, solemnly raising their hands to salute the slowly rising national flag of the Republic of China.

On the roofs of buildings, embankments, and streets on the other side of the Suzhou Creek, countless people suddenly saw a Chinese flag rising on the platform on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse.

This blue sky and white sun full of red national flag, surrounded by the "sun flag" of the Japanese army, hunting and fluttering, looks so eye-catching, so dazzling!

People on the other side of the river took off their hats, waved their hands, and shouted: "Long live the Chinese nation!" Banzai! Hooray!"