"Rush in ......"

Nakasa, who was commanding in front, saw that more and more soldiers had gathered, and he brandished his command knife and shouted.

A thousand people stood downstairs without a shield, which was an unobstructed target.

Overhead, grenades flew from the windows from time to time, and you couldn't see where the people were throwing, but the guys were throwing them accurately.

Especially when these grenades exploded, there were not as many stunned soldiers as before, and fewer soldiers were killed.

And this grenade with a warhead wrapped in sackcloth, simply ......

As long as it explodes in a crowd, it will definitely blow up a large area, and the wound does not form a hole-like hole like any shrapnel.

Those wounds are like who used a knife to pull a long cut directly in the body.

Hearing the commander's shout, groups of soldiers flocked to the black, hell-like entrance gate again.

The corpses of the soldiers in blue Marine uniforms had been stacked on a wall, and many Marines were hiding behind the corpses and shooting at unknown places.

In fact, in this case, those soldiers did not know where to shoot, because there was no enemy in sight on the battlefield filled with gunsmoke.

Even as long as they don't enter the gate, any kind of extremely smelly mines, and rifle-sub-bullets will not fly out at all.

The people in the quiet warehouses on the first and second floors were all dead.

But all the Marines who were driven to the door by the officers knew that they could not enter the gate, and that entering was a dead end.

At this time, the sound of cannons suddenly sounded, as if a shot in the arm, giving hope to all Japanese marines.

"Boom Boom"

Eight cannons rang out in a row, and from downstairs you could see a violent explosion upstairs.

Almost at the same time, the surviving precision rifle shooters on the roof of the building, braving a rain of bullets, bent down and trotted to the wooden ladders and shouted downstairs,

"Enemy artillery fire...... Enemy artillery ......"

Blood poured down his neck and chin like rain.

"Enemy artillery ......"

Li Jixian, who commanded the shepherd artillery team, arched his head in the bunker of the sandbag, holding his head and shouting desperately.

On the third and fourth floors, the explosion of shells shook the air, and shrapnel flew out of the building to the other side of the Suzhou Creek, breaking the glass of several windows there.

"The Japanese called......"

"The Japanese bombed us with artillery ......"

Policemen in black coats blew their sirens and ran around like busy worker ants on the banks of the Suzhou Creek, and some reported the news to the concession higher-ups.

The Japanese Marines gathered under the building finally no longer had to be rained grenades.

They cheered, guns in their arms and a puff of blood trying to storm the building.

Unfortunately, as soon as he stepped onto the wall made up of corpses, he was hit by a row of twelve bullets, and the fallen soldier slid down the corpse wall.

The marines who were still cheering just now were dumbfounded, they were expecting those cannons to attack the first and second floors, otherwise such a gate would not be able to enter.

"Hidden, hidden, hide in your respective bunkers, don't run around, veterans hold down the recruits around you."

As Zhang Sixing's hoarse voice echoed in the first and second floors, the officers of the miscellaneous barracks also shouted in various voices.

The recruits, trembling with fear from the sound of the cannons, arched one by one in the corners of the sandbag bunkers. The sound of the cannonballs upstairs made their bodies tremble as if they were sifting chaff.

"Boom Boom"

There were eight more cannon shots in a row, and this time the shell explosions were mainly concentrated on the first and second floors.

The shock wave pushed through the heavy, piles of food and sandbags.

It's a pity that unless a direct hit can blast a big hole in the wall, the shock wave can't lift those heavy walls of grain at all.

However, the grains of various grains turned into shrapnel and flew in all directions with the shock wave of the explosion.

The soldiers of the miscellaneous barracks who were hit let out a scream of pain in the Yunnan dialect.

Fortunately, before the war, the large number of grain sacks stored in the warehouses was fully utilized, and a large number of double-decker sack bunkers for only one or two people were built. In particular, it was strictly ordered that recruits were not allowed to leave their combat positions at will.

A large amount of dust washed out of the broken glass windows, and all kinds of debris were scattered as the dust washed out of the distance and rained down.

"These artillery fires are enough for those soldiers who are hiding in the warehouse."

"yes, those bastards killed quite a few of us."

"Ready, rush in as soon as the shelling stops."

The blow to the first and second floors, or strictly speaking, the shelling of the second floor was carried out only once, because there were so many Marines nearby that a bad shell would fall among them.

At the same time, the Japanese marines of the other two brigades, which had been carrying out fire suppression, were ordered to charge.

There were no mines, no grenades, and they swarmed towards the building with a triumphant cheer.

"It's over, the Sixing Warehouse can't be defended."

Looking at the Four Lines Warehouse, Yelena's hand pressed against her chest, and her already pale face was even paler at the moment.

The citizens of the nearby concession also hid in their respective rooms and looked at the Sixing warehouses that were caught in the smoke of gunpowder.

Feelings of powerlessness and grief permeated for a while.

This is especially true when there is not even a single shot fired back in the warehouses of the four rows.

On the other side of the river came the shouts of the Japanese with the joy of victory.

A dark color hung over the banks of Suzhou Creek, and a fear of imminent enslavement grew in my heart.

"The Japanese don't dare to enter the concession."

"I guess the Japanese will be afraid of the British's blockade......"

"Bah, Bah......"

Hansen straightened up from the artillery bunker. Raul spat the dust from his mouth and desperately plucked his ears with his fingers.

Buzzing, nothing can be heard at all.

But at this time, the Japanese artillery stopped, and Hansen. Raul was pleased,

"Thanks to the British, thanks to the concession, thanks to the gas package ......"

The restraint of the Japanese in the artillery fire made him feel extremely happy. He didn't need to be restrained, though, because he also had two cannons.

At first, he didn't think much of this so-called artillery, according to the standards of the German army, this kind of range is not as good as the artillery of mortars, it is not bullshit at all.

But now......

"Those who are alive are all for Lao Tzu to get up, isn't it that we also have cannons, or four shots. The one alive put on the hat of the artillery, and the enemy artillery position on the right side of the target was targeted. ”

There was a living artilleryman who picked up the "hat" that had been prepared long ago and buckled it to the muzzle.

Four grenade warheads with shrapnel, with the handle removed, attached to the sack pieces, were buckled around the muzzle of the Type 92 infantry gun.

The soldier with the hat seemed to take the cannon as the groom, put down his hand to look at it, and pulled the sack a few more times.

Hansen who personally aimed. Raul waved his hand and shouted, his blue eyes flashing with bloodthirsty desire,

"Get up, get up, don't stop Lao Tzu from aiming."

With his eyes on the scope, he adjusted the aiming position of the cannon. When he was done, he shouted to the soldiers who were pulling the arquebus,

"Don't rush to fire, wait for my orders."