Huang Zhi and Zhang Wei ushered in the second morning in Shanghai in the late autumn of 1937, and from dawn, the annoyed and angry Yue army launched a frenzied attack. Originally, there was a circle of positions on the periphery of the Sixing warehouse, which was lost in less than an hour under the onslaught of the army and the fire of mortars. The 524th Regiment all returned to the warehouse, relying on the old vault of reinforced concrete to continue to hold on.

However, this large warehouse, which is 64 meters wide and 54 meters deep, cannot seal all the offensive routes with a few windows alone. After constantly attacking and probing, the army finally found a route that was completely in the blind spot of shooting, and could approach the wall on the ground floor of the warehouse. With a large amount of explosives, a small group of soldiers approached the Sixing warehouse through this line, as long as a hole was blown up here, even tanks could be driven in, then the Sixing warehouse would be finished.

After all, Xie Jinyuan was a high-achieving student in the fourth phase of Huangpu in 1925, and he had become a platoon commander with troops on the front line during the Northern Expedition, and later served as a company commander under Cai Tingkai of the 19th Route Army. He immediately discovered the movement of the Yue army, so he asked Zhang Wei to take a few snipers to the top floor of the warehouse to investigate, and at the same time there were a few members of the death squad who went up yesterday.

The top floor was still under the threat of mortars at this time, and people who were not experienced would not dare to move on the rooftop, and they were in danger of being hit by artillery fire at any time. ordered amateur Huang Zhi to stay on the lower floor, and Zhang Wei went to the rooftop. Under artillery fire, the snipers quickly discovered the route of movement of the Japanese army and began to suppress it.

But by this time it was already a little late, and the soldiers had already reached the ground floor wall and were about to plant explosives. The shooting accuracy of the medium and formal short rifle is limited, and it is enough to hurt people, but it is not easy to kill with one shot. And the soldiers of the army are also singles, as long as they are not dead, even if they are injured, they will not retreat, and they will step up the placement of explosives.

Zhang Wei couldn't care less about the threat of mortars, and shouted, "Some more people!" We can't suppress the dog! ”

At this time, a daredevil, strapped all over his body, jumped down from the sixth floor, sounded the fuse in mid-air, and fell directly into the crowd of soldiers. After a loud bang, the daredevils were wiped out along with the dozen or so remaining soldiers.

Billowing fireworks rose into the sky, and the entire battlefield suddenly fell silent, and both the Yue army and the four elements of the defenders stopped shooting and stared blankly at the thick smoke. On the other side of the Suzhou Creek, there were already many residents in the concession who were there to cheer for the warehouse defenders, and they were even more moved by this scene. They wept bitterly for the martyrs, they ran to tell each other, and brought more relatives and friends to strengthen the army for the defenders of the four elements.

The martyr's name was Chen Shusheng, and he left nothing but this name and a pre-written suicide note. But as a heroic spirit who guards the warehouse of the four elements, and as a heroic spirit who guards the glory of the [***] people, it has been remembered by people for a long time since then.

The 524th Regiment went crazy and repelled numerous attacks by the Yue army in the ensuing battle. The people on the other side of the Suzhou Creek were also doing their best for the 800 brave men, they dismantled the blackboard from the school, set it up on the bank of the river, and marked the direction of attack on the blackboard whenever the army attacked, so as to alert the defenders in the warehouse.

More people were singing loudly, which was the "Song of the Eight Hundred Heroes" that had just been written. In this song, the [***] brothers are even more bloody, fearless of life and death. Even the dream people Huang Zhi and Zhang Wei, who did not belong to this world, forgot their identities at this moment and truly integrated into the military soul of the 524 regiment.

MacArthur said in 1954 that "veterans don't die, they just wither," and at this moment, they truly became veterans.

Zhang Wei and a few snipers risked mortar fire on the rooftop, so this is the only place to ensure that there are no blind spots and that the enemy will not sneak under the walls of the warehouse. Whenever they heard the characteristic screech of a mortar shell falling, the snipers lay on the ground or took refuge behind makeshift bunkers that had just been built. But even so, everyone was more or less left with a few shrapnel shells, all of them blood-stained clothes, but they were slightly injured and could not get out of the line of fire.

That night, Zhang Wei came to Xie Jinyuan, "I have to go out and get a good gun back!" ”

"You're going to steal my gun?" Xie Jinyuan was very surprised.

"Why steal, there are so many at the gate of the warehouse." Helplessly looking at the Zhongzheng rifle in his hand, he was aggrieved this day. If you let the shooting instructor in your unit know his shooting results today, you have to let him go back to the furnace and practice again, of course, the premise is that he doesn't know that he is using a broken gun from this year.

Although Xie Jinyuan had only known this soldier for two days, he already regarded him as a favorite general, and he was naturally very reluctant at this time, "It's naturally easy to come back by just touching a gun, but you definitely have to collect bullets, it's too dangerous." ”

Zhang Wei smiled and asked, "Heh, Tuanzao, is there anything dangerous about fighting?" ”

The commander of the 524th regiment was speechless.

"Don't worry, I'm not impatient. It's just that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Danza, wait for me to get the gun back, and I'll show you my marksmanship tomorrow. Zhang Wei left without looking back, he knew that Xie Jinyuan would not and could not stop him, this was war.

Zhang Wei then showed the [***] brothers of the 524th Regiment the professionalism of soldiers in the 21st century after 70 years, and he spent more than ten minutes painting night camouflage on his body, disguising himself as a "black man". As soon as he walked into the darkness of the warehouse door, everyone noticed that they had lost his trace.

Xie Jinyuan looked out nervously in front of the small window on the second floor of the warehouse, to be honest, if it wasn't for more brothers, he would definitely stop Zhang Wei, but at this time, he could only pray that everything went well for him. However, this is a war, and it is not destined to go well, and it is very unfortunate that I chose to carry out a night attack at the same time.

The enraged commander of the 524th Regiment personally led his brothers to counterattack, and after a few moments the enemy's gunfire stopped, and it was clear that they also felt the determination of the 800 brave men, and knew that the night attack would not be pleased. However, everyone's hearts are still tightened, the bullet does not have long eyes, who knows if there will be a stray bullet that accidentally injured Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei is much better than they imagined, he is like a piece of charcoal in the night, no one can see it. The gun had already been found, and even in the exchange of fire just now, he had tried to fire a few rounds, and the effect was quite good. At this point, he just wanted to collect as many bullets as he could, as the 6.5mm bullets used in the Type 38 rifle were not available in the four-row warehouse.

At that moment, he noticed a rustling sound not far ahead. Because the two sides had ceased fire at this time, the sound was particularly clear in this silent night. Zhang Wei's first reaction was that the army was going to play a conspiracy again, so he picked up his rifle and was ready to shoot. However, he then realizes that this is not the right way, and he will attract people like torches in the night, becoming the focus of the opponent's fire.

During the training in the special investigation battalion, although he practiced good marksmanship, more often than not, he had to learn how to fight without relying on guns. Quietly touching the other party, he could be sure that there was only one person. With his own skills, it was really easy to deal with soldiers who did not have much professional training in this era.

After Zhang Wei calculated correctly, he pounced directly on the other party, holding the opponent's mouth with one hand, and tightening his neck with the other, he was still thinking about whether to catch a live mouth. But after a moment, he realized that something was wrong, and the one below him was a girl, her soft and slender body exuding a faint fragrance.

"Who are you?" After weighing it, Zhang Wei decided to ask clearly.

After Zhang Wei carefully let go of his hand, the girl's crisp and clean voice sounded, "I am Chinese, and I came to deliver the national flag." Afraid that the other party would not believe her, the girl pulled back her coat to reveal the red cloth wrapped around her body, the corners of which were blue and white, and it was not very clear to see in the night.

At this time, Zhang Wei remembered that he had indeed heard such a thing. In the afternoon, on the blackboard on the other side of the Suzhou Creek, which was loved by the soldiers of the 524th Regiment, it was mentioned that someone had sent the national flag tonight, but I didn't expect it to be the young girl who was pressed underneath.

had to call it a day early and take the girl back to the Sixing warehouse, at this time Zhang Wei had already collected hundreds of rounds of ammunition, it should be enough, it's a big deal to come out again tomorrow night.

Standing in front of Xie Jinyuan, Yang Huimin, a fourteen-year-old boy scout girl, solemnly handed over the national flag wrapped around her body, and there was still the smell of her sweat on it.

"Well, tomorrow we will raise the flag!" In order to further inspire the courage and hope of the soldiers, Xie Jinyuan made a decision.

At dawn on the 29th, the national flag was slowly raised on the top floor of the Sixing Warehouse, and more than 20 [***] people stood on the rooftop and held a flag-raising ceremony at the risk of being attacked by the army's artillery.

The morning sun rises from the opposite side of the Suzhou Creek, and the morning light shines on the Suzhou Creek, and at the same time, it also reflects the east side of the Sixing Warehouse. The brilliance of the rising light inlaid a layer of gold on the national flag on the roof of the building, which was scorching compared to the sun flags in the shadows on the west side of the Sixing warehouse.

The military soul of the Chinese [***] people still did not fall after the defeat in the Battle of Songhu, and the national flag fluttered on the top floor of the Sixing warehouse.