"Why are you still sitting here, homesick?"

A gentle voice with a metallic strong texture suddenly sounded behind Lei Zhen.

Lei Zhen turned his head and stared at the man who had walked less than ten meters behind him. At the same time, he quickly woke up in his heart, maybe he was really tired, maybe because he was immersed in memories and made him lose his mind for a moment. But in any case, he let a stranger come behind him, which is an unforgivable mistake for a person who has lived alone in the mountains for several years, using his own hands to fight the wind, frost, rain and snow, and all kinds of fierce beasts!

What suddenly appeared behind Lei Zhen was a stranger. Facing Lei Zhen, who was full of vigilance, he slowly spread his hands and showed a kind smile to Lei Zhen.

This man does not have a strong **, and he lacks the sensitivity and explosiveness of a beast, he has empty hands and does not carry any weapons, but in the face of such a man, out of animal-like keen intuition, Lei Zhen knows that he is definitely a very powerful person!

Is it because of his bland, but exuding a soldier's demeanor, or because of the leadership momentum that he has naturally cultivated with the power of life and death for a long time, or because of his keen eyes that can almost see through people's hearts?

Lei Zhen really didn't know.

But in the eyes of this strange man, Lei Zhen lost his mind for a moment when he should never have been. These eyes are too bright, exuding a blazing brilliance in the dark, and with a kind of elegance that opens the eyes of the sky to see the mortal dust. It was such a pair of eyes that made Lei Zhen involuntarily think of the brightest and brightest star he saw when he was a child, sneaking out of his house in the dead of night, lying comfortably on the hillside with his wolf mother on his pillow, and looking up at the sky.

"Oh, I see."

The man said: "You and the wolf are both seriously injured, and they will never be able to touch such a cold river again, let alone cross the river on their own." But why don't you go back and find the people who are fighting with you, tell them how you're doing, and ask them to help you figure out what to do? At the very least, you can go back to the Four Lines Warehouse with everyone. Although I don't know how long the Four Elements Warehouse will last, at least it can help you and the wolf heal your wounds first, and eat something to replenish your strength. ”

Lei Zhen was really surprised, "You know my son is a wolf? ”

"Son?"

When the man heard Lei Zhen's words, he looked at the wolf lying in Lei Zhen's arms and staring at him with vigilant eyes, and he suddenly smiled: "A dog that has been tamed, no matter how strong it is, how can it have such wild and murderous eyes as it, and how can it have the danger of attacking its prey at any time?" ”

"I wondered at first, that a wolf like this, with angry eyes, and apparently survived the most brutal battles in nature, had the purest and most bent hard surname, and it was easy for us to kill it, but it was impossible to tame it again. Now I finally understand that from the very beginning, you have treated it as your own family and friend, and you have to associate with it with your heart. ”

Speaking of this, the man's voice paused slightly, he looked Lei Zhen up and down again, and then continued: "It seems that you must have lived with it for a long time in a place far from people, no wonder I have always felt that there is a wolf-like aura in you." ”

If this strange man concluded at a glance that Lei Zhen's son was a wolf, and what he gave Lei Zhen was shock, now what he gave Lei Zhen was an absolute shock! On this man's body, Lei Zhen felt a kind of power that was different from the strong **, sharp claws, but more terrifying than the Makqin heavy machine gun.

Lei Zhen finally couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Xie, my name is Jin Yuan, and my name is Zhongmin!"

Xie Jinyuan stretched out his right hand to Lei Zhen, "I'm here to thank you for saving the lives of my brothers!" Thank you for fighting side by side with all of you to keep our Sixing warehouse and the only access to the outside world. Now, on behalf of all the people in the Four Elements Warehouse, I would like to invite you to visit us. ”

Xie Jinyuan?

Passing through the battlefield in front of the Sixing Warehouse, where there may still be wounded soldiers firing hidden guns, the person who appeared in front of Lei Zhen was Xie Jinyuan, who led the "Eight Hundred Warriors" to defend the Sixing Warehouse? He is the Xie Jinyuan who makes Yang Huimin full of praise and makes Brother Li Zheng can't help but show pride and respect on his face even if he mentions his name?!

"I know you don't like to be in contact with too many strangers."

Xie Jinyuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the soldiers who were shuttling back and forth on the battlefield, they were transporting the bodies of the [***] people they found back to the Sixing Warehouse through the tunnel that had been hidden by the ruins for more than ten hours and finally reopened, and said: "In an hour, we will hold a funeral for the fallen brothers in the Sixing Warehouse. I think Li Zheng also hopes that you can send him off. ”

Lei Zhen didn't say anything more, he walked to the side of a soldier, silently took Li Zheng's body in his hand, followed Xie Jinyuan, and walked into the underground passage. When Lei Zhen came out of the tunnel, hundreds of pairs of eyes fell on him together.

Here, there was no pretentious applause, no special welcome, everyone nodded to Lei Zhen, and when he carried Li Zheng on his back and walked past these people, those people would stretch out their hands, pat Lei Zhen lightly on the shoulder, and whispered: "Thank you, brother!" ”

This is definitely the simplest, but most solemn funeral.

In this funeral, there are no fragrant flowers, no rows of garlands, no music, just rows of soldiers who walk here, take turns to salute the martyrs, and then return to their posts.

Nine corpses were neatly placed in a corner on the ground floor of the four rows of warehouses.

There is no need to dig any more graves, because once the Sixing warehouse is lost, they will detonate the explosives that have been prepared long ago and turn the entire Sixing warehouse into their own grave! Everyone's face was covered with a white sheet, and the only proof of their existence was the name written in charcoal on the wall next to them.

In Li Zheng's pocket closest to his heart, there is a photo, a family photo of him. It was really a very old photo, Li Zheng at that time, the lines on his face were still a little soft, not as hard as now, but he could smile brightly and be very happy.

By Li Zheng's side, there was also a katana, which was the victory that Lei Zhen found from the enemy, and it was also the proof that they held on to the end on the battlefield on the right flank of the Sixing Warehouse.

I believe that with such two gifts, even if Li Zheng is dead, he can smile at Jiuquan, right?

At this moment, the telephone set up on the ground floor of the Sixing warehouse suddenly rang, and a soldier ran over quickly and said something in Xie Jinyuan's ear.

Half an hour later, a car with a British flag, after passing through the barracks in the British Concession, crossed the new garbage bridge and drove under the four rows of warehouses.

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Smith of the British Royal Army, and I have been watching the battle between Commander Xie and his subordinates in the Sixing Warehouse across the Suzhou River for the past few days, and I must admit that both Commander Xie and your subordinates are the best and respectable soldiers!"

Xie Jinyuan raised his right hand, faced the British Army lieutenant colonel in front of him, returned a military salute, and listened to the other party's heartfelt emotion, but Xie Jinyuan frowned. His gaze skipped over Smith's shoulder and fell directly behind him on the five people in the Four Rows of Warehouses who should not have appeared, but who appeared with Smith.

They are all wearing student uniforms, and they look like a group of well-educated college students with childlike purity and perseverance, as well as enthusiasm and patriotic enthusiasm.

The five students, out of politeness, all stood quietly behind Smith and did not speak. But the five pairs of eyes have been staring at Xie Jinyuan's face without blinking since they walked into the Sixing warehouse and saw Xie Jinyuan himself. That kind of focus, that kind of excitement, that kind of respect, and that kind of almost fanatical worship all show that Xie Jinyuan has already become a great hero in the minds of these patriotic students.

Lieutenant Colonel Smith sighed again and again: "Commander Xie, you insist on fighting in the Sixing Warehouse, and it is said that this army has gathered tens of thousands of troops near the Sixing Warehouse, and still has not captured your position. These students were going crazy, and they ran in droves in front of the barracks in our concession, demanding that we open the new garbage bridge and allow them to enter the Sixing warehouse to listen to the teachings of Commander Xie. The five of them are the representatives of the students. ”

Xie Jinyuan nodded to the five patriotic students, but for some reason, Lei Zhen, who was standing beside him, keenly captured the complex emotions that flashed in Xie Jinyuan's eyes.

"I'm sorry, but Lieutenant Colonel Smith and I have some work to talk about. I'll find someone to take you on a tour of the Sixing Warehouse first, get to know our battle fortress, and I'll talk to you later, okay? ”

Facing Xie Jinyuan's bright voice, listening to his gentle voice, the five students nodded again and again.

"Fu Jian!"

As Xie Jinyuan whispered, an officer who looked like a tiger with a bear's waist and a resolute aura on his face strode over, as long as he looked at the ranks on his military uniform, those students who had already regarded Xie Jinyuan as a target of worship knew that this man was Xie Jinyuan's most powerful subordinate, Yang Fujian, the commander of the first battalion of the 524th Regiment.

Xie Jinyuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the five patriotic students, and said in a deep voice: "You first take Lei Zhen and these five little brothers to visit our Sixing warehouse." ”

Yang Fujian was obviously a person who was not good at words, he nodded vigorously, and then made a "please" gesture to Lei Zhen and the five patriotic students.

The five students followed behind Yang Fujian, and they reached out and carefully stroked the heavy machine guns and mortars, and let out a sigh from their mouths. Although they had experienced a few days of fierce fighting, the four rows of warehouses were still quite tidy, which made the faces of the five students show sincere respect.

But what Lei Zhen saw was definitely not these.

On the ground floor of the Sixing warehouse, all the cables were cut by the people, which showed that Xie Jinyuan had already prepared to prevent the enemy from using the wires to set fire and destroy the Sixing warehouse. The Sihang Warehouse is the warehouse where the four banks store valuable materials, and it has only one gate, but Xie Jinyuan ordered to use thousands of sacks full of rice and soybeans to block the gate of the Sihang Warehouse. In this way, even if the soldiers managed to rush to the bottom of the Sixing warehouse, they could only look at the solid wall and return in vain in the face of such a war fortress made of reinforced concrete, and even the gate was completely blocked.

The most terrifying thing is that on the ground floor of the Sixing warehouse, those [***] people have already carved a number of lookout holes in the hard wall that allow machine guns to be directly erected on them for fire suppression. A platoon of machine guns was stationed here, and in the face of a strong attack by the Japanese army, these machine gunners could use the numerous lookout holes to constantly change the firing point to reduce casualties and losses.

Next to each of the shooting holes, a hole was dug more than a foot wide and more than four feet deep. Lei Zhen, who had already participated in a real bloody battle on the battlefield on the right flank of the Four Elements Warehouse, suddenly showed a trace of surprise in his eyes after thinking about it for a while, he had already thought of the role of these holes.

If the enemy did rush under the Four Rows of Warehouses and had no way to open a path, they would most likely stuff their grenades through the lookout holes into the Four Rows of Warehouses. At this time, a shooter who is suppressing the enemy's fire with a light machine gun is required to discard the weapon in his hand, pick up the grenade before it explodes, and then throw the grenade through the lookout hole, which will not only be dangerous but also weaken the fire suppression. But with these holes, the Heavy could shoot while raising their feet and kicking grenades into them.

The holes were more than four feet deep, but only one foot wide, and even if a person was standing next to them, the grenade would not cause any real damage to the shooter.

On the second floor of the Sixing warehouse, the middle [***] people used sacks filled with rice and soybeans to base themselves on the windows, forming a chest wall that could withstand the penetration of Type 38 rifle bullets and heavy machine gun bullets. The soldier hides behind such a breastwork, shoots condescendingly, and hardly exposes himself. In the face of such a trench, even a third of the soldiers are A-class shooters, unless they can find a higher point of fire, they can only shake their heads and smile bitterly.

On the third floor of the four-row warehouse, there were no sacks in front of the windows, but about two meters behind the windows, sacks were used to build trenches more than three feet high. Several 82-millimeter mortars were erected in these trenches, which were surrounded by sacks. The shell that destroyed the Type 97 tank that was rampage on the right flank of the Sixing warehouse was fired from one of the mortars.

The angles of these mortars were chosen quite trickily, and no matter how the soldiers fired, unless the bullets hit the roof first and then bounced down, they would never hit the shooters of the mortars. And even if the shells fired by the enemy can penetrate the third floor of the four-row warehouse, it is difficult to fall directly into the trenches made of sacks from the perspective of the parabola. It is even more impossible for the shrapnel to penetrate the protective wall formed by two layers of sacks filled with rice and soybeans.

On the fourth and fifth floors of the four-row warehouses, it was guarded by a mixed infantry company and a light machine-gun platoon. The field of vision here is broader, and the possibility of being attacked is smaller, so Xie Jinyuan placed the two remaining Makqin water-cooled heavy machine guns in his hand on these two floors.

Because the top floor of the Sixing warehouse would be strafed by the machine guns of the fighters, and considering that the enemy directly used heavy artillery to bombard or dispatch bombers to drop heavy bombs when the dog jumped over the wall, there was no defensive network on the sixth floor of the Sixing warehouse. All the ammunition needed for the anti-aircraft machine gun was moved to the sixth floor, and a rest room for anti-aircraft machine gunners and ammunition men was set up.

It is no wonder that the army has mobilized tens of thousands of troops, surrounded the Sixing warehouse, and launched an unknown number of attacks, but it is still unable to capture the last position of the Chinese [***] team in Shanghai.

This is an organic three-dimensional super war fortress that has been carefully designed and matched by Xie Jinyuan, and already has both anti-aircraft firepower and artillery strike capabilities.

If heavy weapons are not used, and with the amount of ammunition stored in the four warehouses, it is said that if this army wants to conquer such a fortress of war, it will have to fight a protracted war of attrition.

The army had already understood this, and Lieutenant Colonel Smith, who had rushed to the warehouse of the four rows with five patriotic students, apparently understood this as well.

In the administrator's lounge, a mid-air lantern was emitting a faint yellow light, illuminating a somewhat dilapidated table, and two lieutenant colonels, who belonged to different countries' armies, sat on opposite sides of the table and looked at each other.

Lieutenant Colonel Smith said straight to the point: "I hope that your army can retreat from the Sixing warehouse, out of friendship with friends, our British [***] team is willing to provide proper cover for your army, and can even allow you to pass through the new garbage bridge and enter our British concession." Of course, the concession is equivalent to our British territory, and we, the British Royal Army, have the duty to defend the territory of the motherland, and you must surrender your weapons before entering the concession. ”

(To be continued)