"I know that the flag represents our dignity and pride, but after all, it is dead, and what is more important than human life!" Yang Huimin desperately pushed Xie Jinyuan's arm, she hissed and cried: "They are all your subordinates, why are you so ruthless, why do you still not allow them to retreat even though you know that someone among them will definitely die?!" Why do you order them to stay here, you give the order, let them all hide in! ”

If Xie Jinyuan gave Yang Huimin the impression of being a wise, calm and gentle general with everyone's demeanor at the beginning, then now he is a fearless general who can lead everyone who trusts him on the battlefield and launch the most crazy charge against the enemy! Xie Jinyuan raised his hand fiercely, he stretched out his hand to the national flag that had been interrupted by the enemy's machine gun bullets, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, raise the national flag for me again!" ”

"Before I took you into the Four Elements Warehouse, I told you clearly, we are going to stay here to defend to the death, we are going to fight here to the last soldier, this Four Elements Warehouse is the grave of all of us! In this battle, it doesn't matter if we die heroically or not, it doesn't matter how many enemies we can kill, we have already completed the task of covering the retreat of the large army, and it doesn't matter if we can hold on for a few more days! ”

Speaking of this, Xie Jinyuan took a deep breath, and he said loudly: "Hundreds of years ago, our national hero Wen Tianxiang left an immortal chapter of 'Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat and green'. Now, at the time of the life and death of this country, we want to use this national flag to declare to the whole world that as long as we can ignite this indomitable fighting spirit in the hearts of everyone, as long as we can let these flames be passed on in the hearts of every Chinese, no matter how terrible and powerful the enemy is, whether it is 50 years, 100 years, or 1,000 years, we in China will not die! ”

"Hate can't be born in the prosperous era of the Han and Tang Dynasties, hate can't raise the prestige of our country. But the death of the horse leather shroud on the battlefield is not a kind of happiness for our soldiers! ”

Yang Huimin was really stupid, she kept muttering: "Stupid! A sucker! Stupid ......"

Yes, they're stupid!

Xie Jinyuan, the commander, is a fool, but he is a fool, but he has the most terrible command, and he makes everyone a fool. In Xie Jinyuan's wild shouts, the national flag, which was riddled with bullets and the flagpole was also broken by the waist, was actually re-erected by them!

Two anti-aircraft machine guns set up on the top floor of the four rows of warehouses roared in despair. The veteran of the anti-aircraft machine gun, while desperately pouring bullets into the air, hissed and roared: "Fuck your little Ben, you guys are going to beat me!" Grandpa, I'm shooting at you right here, you're shooting at me, you're bombing me!" ”

Although the bullets were raining down like a shuttle, and although the bullet casings that jumped out of the antiaircraft machine guns kept falling, in the face of the three combat squads composed of six fighters, in the face of these carrier-based fighters constantly hovering overhead at high speed, and in the face of a group of well-trained pilots with rich experience in flying and actual combat, their attacks seemed so pale and powerless when they were being cared for by the enemy on their backs.

Fighter planes swept past the top floor of the four rows of warehouses again and again, and the 7.7 mm machine gun bullets fired from both sides of their fuselages even drew a rain of bullets advancing at high speed one after another at the top of the four rows of warehouses. It was in this situation that around the re-erected national flag and the flagpole that was broken by the waist, more than 20 [***] people were firmly hugged together. One of the soldiers even stepped on the shoulders of these brothers and climbed on top of all of them.

Seeing him remove a hemostatic bandage from his body, Yang Huimin and those Shanghai citizens who were standing along the Suzhou Creek to watch the battle realized that this soldier was actually going to reconnect the flagpole that had been broken by a machine-gun bullet!

At this time, tens of thousands of Shanghai citizens were already standing along the Suzhou Creek, and some newspaper reporters who had received the notice were even more like crazy to gather in this direction. And there are more and more British soldiers standing on the edge of the concession to watch the battle. But in this case, the entire Suzhou Creek is quiet. Everyone kept their mouths shut, quietly watching the most tragic battle with their bodies and fighters!

The fighter pilot can clearly see the layers of stairs, and he can clearly see that the Chinese flag is still standing and waving in the wind. At this time, these fighter pilots were furious, they really had never seen such a [***] person!

Aren't all people as timid and cowardly as rabbits? Shouldn't these guys, who lack the necessary anti-aircraft weapons and even light machine guns, run away with their fighters? Shouldn't an army made up of sick men in East Asia be pale and powerless? But what happened to this group of [***] people? Why did they use their bodies and lives to protect that national flag and let them pour bullets into the past?

Aren't they afraid? Do they really want to die so much? Could it be that the national flag is really so precious that it deserves their lives to protect?!

……

The captain's office of the aircraft carrier, which was moored on the Huangpu River, again received a call from the commander of the ground army unit.

"No more attacks, let them go back."

"Why?" No report was received from the pilot, and the captain of the aircraft carrier clearly knew that the flag of the four rows of warehouses had not been knocked down and that the mission had not yet been completed.

"There is no point in attacking with fighter jets again." I don't know why, but there was a bit of admiration and a hint of bitterness in the voice of the commander of the army unit, you listen......"

The microphone of the phone was held up and pointed in the direction of Suzhou Creek. As a high-ranking officer, the commander of an army unit, of course, would not go deep into the front line because of a small four-row warehouse. So he just found a location where he could directly observe with a telescope, and ran more than a kilometer away from the Sixing warehouse. But from such a distance, a series of frantic shouts still crossed the sky between them through the microphone of the telephone and reached the ears of the captain of the aircraft carrier.

"Long live the Chinese nation!"

"Long live the Chinese nation!"

"Long live the Chinese nation!"

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Looking at the national flag that was still standing in the rain of bullets and blood splashes, and looking at the [***] people who fell under machine gun fire one by one, but one after another got up one after another, trying to reconnect the flagpole with hemostatic bandages. Those Chinese who watched silently, because the Chinese [***] team endured failure again and again, and gradually became numb, they unexpectedly found that they didn't know when, a sour thing had filled their eyes, I don't know when, I don't know who started it, they began to shout loudly.

At first, there were only a few people shouting, but more and more people joined them, and in the end, the citizens of Shanghai, standing on the banks of the Suzhou Creek and standing in the British Concession, joined the ranks. In their gradually unified rhythm, everyone is roaring and shouting loudly, as if everyone wants to use this method to express their respect for these Chinese warriors in front of them; In this way, they can slowly awaken their own hearts and slowly realize that there is also hot blood flowing in their bodies.

To be the captain of an aircraft carrier, of course, you must have extraordinary insight and wisdom, and the captain listened carefully to the frenzied cheers that rose one tide after another, and his eyebrows kept beating. By this time, the captain already knew that those [***] men must have made some surprising moves in the face of the absolute superiority of the Imperial Air Force, and at the same time he understood very clearly why the army commander would ask him to stop attacking.

If they insist on attacking, of course, the flag will eventually be brought down by them, and those who protect the flag will suffer heavy casualties. But the death of every [***] person will be pushed to a stimulant in the blood of those Chinese who are already gradually hot.

Those Chinese [***] people have used practical actions to erect a spiritual beacon that will never be knocked down again on the top floor of the Sixing Warehouse and in the hearts of tens of thousands of Shanghai citizens.

In this case, what is the point of them continuing to attack?

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