At 2:30 p.m., the soldiers suddenly stopped attacking the Sixing warehouses like a storm. Although the tunnel has still not been opened, the small force that has been guarding the right flank of the four elements and the right flank has finally been given a precious respite. They crawled under the four rows of warehouses, and carefully brought back a large amount of ammunition supplies in the face of the possibility of being sniped by the A-class shooters at any time.

The brothers above even threw down a medicine box wrapped in cotton for them. When he opened this medicine box, the platoon commander, who had been stubbornly guarding the right flank of the battlefield, saw a piece of stationery first. Xie Jinyuan used his strong and powerful words to write on it: "Never leave and never give up, life and death together!" ”

Underneath these two sentences, there is even a poem. This is Xie Jinyuan actually wrote a poem in the gap of the fierce battle......

Bravely killed 800 enemy soldiers, and resisted the enemy with pride.

Who pities the patriotism and tears, when it comes to the injustice of the Japanese slaves!

This poem is by no means neat, and even a little unrhymed, but between the lines, there is a horn roar that belongs to an iron-blooded soldier.

Savoring this poem repeatedly in his mouth, a big smile suddenly rose on the face of this platoon leader, he looked around the audience, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, have you seen it, this is a letter written by Commander Xie Jinyuan to us!" Everyone will support him for a few more hours, and when it gets dark, we can find a way to go home! ”

Lei Zhen, who had already crawled back to his position, was sitting behind the ruins of a house. He looked at these soldiers who had been fighting for hours and had to keep crawling around the battlefield, doing everything they could to carry ammunition to the position, they were really tired, fatigue had been clearly written on everyone's faces, but they gave a hoarse but powerful response. Looking at the suddenly glowing eyes of these soldiers, Lei Zhen silently remembered the name "Xie Jinyuan" in his heart, he really didn't know what kind of character Xie Jinyuan was in the mouth of this platoon commander, just a letter, a few words can restore the morale of such a almost disabled and even more scarred army.

At 2:50 p.m., the diplomat, in front of journalists from all over the world, issued the following declaration: "We do not rule out the use of any means against the hateful and barbaric enemy!" From a humanitarian standpoint, we hope that citizens watching the battle near the Sixing Warehouse can stay away from the battlefield to avoid being affected. ”

3:10 p.m. ......

The platoon commander, who had just moved back a box of machine-gun bullets from under the four-row warehouse, was panting fiercely, and at this moment, his body suddenly froze.

"Impossible, right?"

The platoon commander rubbed his nose, he took a breath again, yes, in the wind mixed with the water vapor of Suzhou Creek, there was indeed a strange smell, a smell that suddenly smelled a bit like garlic, but it was more pungent than it. The platoon commander's eyes suddenly shrank into the most dangerous pinhead, and he shouted loudly: "I'm his sister, Xiao Yue used poison gas!" Wet the cotton cloth with water and put it on your nose! ”

Everyone looked at each other, they didn't even have a kettle with them, where did they get the water? When the platoon commander saw this scene, he was angry and anxious, and shouted: "What are you doing there like a pile of wood, if you don't have water, you can use your own urine!" ”

The platoon commander reached out and tore off two pieces of cotton cloth from his underwear, threw one to Lei Zhen first, and then folded the remaining piece repeatedly and put it under his body. More than a dozen [***] people who were still alive were lying on the ground, unbuttoning their trouser belts in unison.

But they have been fighting fiercely for five hours in a row, they have not finished dripping, and the sweat is constantly flowing out of their bodies, facing the poisonous gas attack that the soldiers are desperate and can only describe with madness, even if they know that if they can't pee, they will be finished, but at this time, except for a few people, most of the people, even if they are suffocated and red-faced, they only barely squeeze out a few drops of yellow urine from their bodies, and even the platoon commander has not been made an exception because he is the biggest official here.

Some people tried to put several layers of cotton cloth directly on top of their noses, but the cotton cloth that was not soaked in water was too coarse to effectively filter the poisonous gas, and the pungent smell still kept rushing into their noses.

Holding the cotton cloth that the platoon commander had thrown to him at the first time, Lei Zhen suddenly pulled out the ninety-five bayonet on his body and stabbed it at a corpse next to him that had been fighting side by side with them half an hour ago, and had just closed his eyes shortly before his body was still carrying a few traces of warmth.

"Poof......

The ninety-five bayonet sank deep into the corpse's chest, and everyone was stunned in the face of this absolutely unexpected scene. Lei Zhen pulled out his bayonet, pressed the piece of cotton cloth directly against the corpse's wound, and then pressed the corpse's chest with both hands. Under the action of this external pressure, blood suddenly splattered from the corpse, soaking through the cotton cloth that covered the wound.

"Smack!"

Before the platoon commander could figure out what was going on, the blood-soaked cotton cloth covered his face. Smelling the extremely strong smell of the cotton cloth, even his tongue tasted a little sweetness, the platoon leader's eyes widened in an instant, he gritted his teeth, and punched hard with all his might.

This punch hit Lei Zhen directly in the face, knocking Lei Zhen back six or seven steps in a row. The platoon commander shook off the blood-stained cotton cloth on his face, but could filter poison gas for him, and stomped on it a few more times. He pointed at Lei Zhen and roared, "Boy, don't fucking go too far!" Don't think that everyone will be like you, in order to be able to live, you can even do without your face! What is there to be afraid of death, I have been fucking ready to die on the battlefield for a long time, I am a rotten life now, I would rather be poisoned by myself than use the blood of my fallen brother to save this rotten life! I, I, I, ahem...... What the fuck am I ...... Kill you bastard!! ”

Lei Zhen tore off a piece of cotton cloth from his underwear, he turned the bayonet and stabbed it hard at his arm, his stab was really heavy, blood suddenly burst out of his arm, and it instantly soaked the piece of cotton cloth in his hand. Under everyone's stunned gaze, Lei Zhen actually covered this piece of cotton cloth stained with his own blood on the platoon commander's nose again.

Lei Zhen stared at the platoon commander in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not your brother, and I didn't die, with my blood, no shame!" ”

Ignoring the platoon commander who was already completely stunned, Lei Zhen looked back at the audience, and he shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, soak the cotton cloth with your own blood!" ”

After saying this, Lei Zhen actually picked up the piece of cotton cloth that the platoon commander had just thrown on the ground, stepped on it a few more times, and was stained with the blood of the fallen martyrs, and under the gaze of everyone, he divided it into two halves, half covering his face and half covering his son's nose.

Seeing this scene, the muscles on the platoon commander's face kept twitching, but he watched his subordinates who pulled out their bayonets one by one, soaked the cotton cloth with blood, and finally showed a calm smile on their faces under the vigorous breathing, the platoon commander stared at him for a long time, and finally didn't say anything.

It is said that this soldier actually used poison gas bombs on the battlefield of the Sixing Warehouse!

As soon as this news spread, it really stirred up a thousand waves. However, the military, which committed such atrocities, was only condemned indifferently by European and American countries. At about the same time, the Chinese political axe also received a strong notice from the Shanghai public concession authorities......

"In order to prevent the fighting from further intensifying and affecting the safety of the public concession, in order to prevent stray bullets from hitting the gas cylinder erected only a few dozen meters away from the Sixing warehouse, and for the personal safety of tens of thousands of residents in the concession, we hope that your country's political axe must order the defenders of the Sixing warehouse to retreat! We are willing to help the defenders in the warehouses of the four lines to retreat safely through the concession. ”

The attitude of European and American countries has once again shown that in the face of power, justice and justice, it is just an insignificant diaper.

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