"Withdraw, quickly withdraw......"

One man had barely had time to carry a box of shells, and the infantry quickly ran towards the four rows of warehouses in the distance.

Others managed to fix what they had brought with them underground, military uniforms carried on sticks. What's more, take a stick of incense stick and set up a time-delayed firecracker to create an illusion.

This was at the back of the shock formation, and all the various earthen artillery teams had withdrawn first, and the fastest ones were the grenadier launchers of Li Youtian, the old cigarette pouch of Pima.

Not to mention that this thing is really useful against infantry, and it covers an area of 1,000 square meters with one shot. Don't look at the power of the gasoline cannon, but it is really far worse than the slaughter of infantry, compared to the covering shooting of this weapon.

The tank had also turned around, but the turret had been turned back to prevent the Japanese from launching a counterattack.

However, according to Zhang Sixing, it is unlikely that the Japanese will launch a counteroffensive. This will be near the four rows of warehouses, mainly two Japanese troops.

The marines, as the perimeter, were stationed on the perimeter, and at this time they were pouring fire on the Japanese barracks and artillery positions just now. Their purpose, of course, was not to kill, but to stop the possible onslaught of fire against them.

Unless......

The retreat of the tanks was not fast, after all, there were infantry in front and behind. Although everyone was running backwards in big strides, the 800 meters had to run for a few minutes.

Moreover, five tanks also needed cover for the retreat, so they remained at the rear.

Especially in the dark night, you can only watch the shadows of the Sixing Warehouse under the bright lights on the south bank of Suzhou Creek, and you can't see the ground at all, let alone too fast.

"Boom Boom Boom"

It seemed that somewhere in the distance, a few cannons rang out.

Xie Jinyuan, who was used to staying on the battlefield, was shocked when he heard the voice, he suddenly quickened his pace, and yelled at the same time,

"Heavy artillery, heavy artillery is coming...... Hurry up ......"

Under the shouts of him and the officers, he was shocked at the same time.

This counterattack lasted only more than 20 minutes from beginning to end, and then the reaction was the heavy artillery of the Japanese army or the navy.

But in any case, the human footsteps cannot compete with the speed of the cannonball.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The shells of the real heavy artillery fell, and fell on the cross-shaped bamboo poles that had been erected in doubt.

Under the night wind, the crossed bamboo poles that were "dressed" swayed, and the time-delayed firecrackers hanging from the torn clothes exploded.

As the shells exploded, bamboo poles flew along with torn clothes.

Xie Jinyuan, who was wearing riding boots, stumbled and stumbled, but the black shadow of the Sixing warehouse became bigger and bigger, and he felt more and more safe in his heart.

The Japanese would not attack the Sixing warehouse with heavy artillery, and this was really the safest place on the battlefield.

When he returned to the Sixing warehouse, he hurried up to the third floor and observed the safety of the five tanks with a telescope.

In the dark, the tank is, of course, much more recognizable than the shadow of a man. Especially at this time, the tank has a loud noise, and when it runs, it will emit puffs of smoke.

After the heavy artillery had shot through the crowd of dummies that had been arranged, the artillery fire slowly began to try to chase the tanks.

The shell exploded near the tank, shaking it like a boat in a storm. The flying shrapnel hit the armor of the tank with a dingding.

The gunners and machine gunners in the tank appeared in casualties, and the machine gun crews on the tank had already retreated with the infantry, otherwise under such artillery fire, I am afraid that none of them would have returned.

However, it's not so easy to hit a moving target in the dark, unless you're lucky.

"Boom ......"

Sadly, the last tank was hit by artillery fire.

In the firelight, the turret, which had been lifted by the violent explosion, stood out in the air.

Xie Jinyuan, who was anxious with a telescope, sank,

"Who is it, could it be Mr. Zhang's tank that was hit, tens of millions, tens of millions ......"

However, it was useless to be in a hurry at this time, and I could only watch the remaining four tanks struggle forward under artillery fire.

Everyone upstairs quietly looked at the tanks that were driving back, and the remaining two were separated in two directions as if they had been agreed, and ran to both sides of the four-row warehouse building.

The tank that was hit was on fire, like a bright candle head. The shells and ammunition in the tank exploded, and there was a chaotic explosion sound.

Probably fortunately, the fire lit up the battlefield, and the large-caliber artillery fire that came from nowhere actually stopped.

Obviously, the landing point of large-caliber artillery shells was very inaccurate during World War II. It doesn't matter if one accidentally flies over his head and hits the Sixing warehouse, but if he lands on the south bank of Suzhou Creek, then the Japanese are provoking the countries related to the public concession.

Although the Japanese, who had almost completely won the Songhu battlefield, did not want to have any more branches, they simply stopped the artillery fire.

As the four tanks returned to the blind spots on both sides of the four rows of warehouses, it was not long before the most timely media of the era, the radio, began to broadcast tonight's special report.

"The Chinese army, which held the Sixing warehouse, launched a night counterattack against the besieging Japanese army, repelled the attack of a Japanese brigade, and took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack. Destroyed one artillery position, destroyed more than 10 artillery pieces, and attacked one barracks. ”

On the south bank of the Suzhou Creek, in a house in some kind of narrow alley.

Guo Liangjun just pushed the door into the house, and saw three small dishes on the dining table in the living room, and a bottle of wine.

The radio in the room was still ringing, and it was reporting on the battle on the front line.

"Okay, good, it's really comfortable to come back and have a few drinks after a tired day......"

While taking off the big clothes outside, hang them on the coat hook at the door.

While admiring, he rubbed his hands and looked at the three dishes on the table, and sat on the chair next to the dining table.

"Dad, come back, start eating immediately......"

Her daughter's voice came from the kitchen, and a young woman with a wooden pot of white flower rice came out.

She wore a tight-fitting cheongsam that was popular in the concession, and a white silk handkerchief peeked out of the pocket on her side. In particular, the brightly colored embroidered butterfly on the corner stands out in the light of the house.

When she came to the dining table, her beautiful face appeared in the light, and she complained in a low voice,

"Comrade Guo, on behalf of the organization, I will give you my opinions."

At this time, Guo Liangjun, who sandwiched a piece of braised pork ribs and sent it into his mouth, was stunned,

"I—I've been doing well lately, I've been resting more than I was ordered, and I haven't done anything too dangerous......"

Put the rice bowl lightly on the table,

"Look what time it is, you run outside until nine o'clock every day, you don't want to die. Remember that you are here mainly to see a doctor, and other actions ......"

Stuff the braised pork ribs into your mouth and chew quickly,

"I said girl, I've only been in the concession for a few days, why can't I endure so much. When we were in the Soviet zone, we couldn't work until ...... day."

When he got behind Lao Guo, the young girl massaged his shoulder, and then complained,

"Comrade Guo, if you don't obey the organization's arrangement, I will report to you, and then we'll see if you will force you to go to the hospital."