Chapter 131: When the South Wind Prevails Again

Nothing to say all night, which is a rare thing on the battlefield.

At half past six in the morning, when the first rays of the morning sun fell on the Sixing warehouse, it was the time when the south wind prevailed.

Suddenly, a military horn sounded, and the sound of the brass horn was like a sharp blade, crossing the south bank because of last night's battle, and the people on the south bank of Suzhou Creek were somewhat uneasy.

News reporters from all walks of life also took the airship, surround the four rows of warehouses in the early morning sun, and looked at the scene in front of them in surprise.

On the roof of the Sixing warehouse, there are four squares in a neat formation.

Two of them are soldiers with neat military appearance, a water German-style M35 steel helmet.

The difference is that the soldiers in a phalanx wear sleeves and have two big characters written on them - "gendarmerie".

There was also a phalanx, dressed in what appeared to be the uniform of the Japanese Marine Corps, wearing a Japanese steel helmet and carrying a Kiyoishiizu's Type 38 rifle. Looking through the binoculars, they are printed on white linen with "18GA" in a blue box.

The soldiers in the last phalanx not only wore military uniforms of various colors, but also wore different steel helmets and weapons.

In the same way, they all looked at the slowly rising flag, their expressions solemn and focused.

"Obviously, the composition of the defenders of the Sixing warehouse is not as reported by the official report, that is, there are German armourers, gendarmes, and the remnants of the Eighteenth Army and various units...... This phenomenon shows the unity of all nationalities, all walks of life, and all armed forces in China and their determination to resist Japanese aggression...... Of course, what is more eye-catching is the kite flying over the four rows of warehouses. Fighting with a kite is really an unexpected thing......"

Yes, when the flag-raising ceremony of the Sixing Warehouse was being carried out to applaud the world for the Chinese soldiers, in the north of the building, there was a flock of kites of various colors quietly swaying slowly in the sky.

This could not help but remind the reporters of yesterday's action of bombing the Japanese artillery positions with hundreds of kites, and they really admired the imagination of the defenders of the Sixing warehouse.

Who would have imagined that a kite could be so powerful.

It is also true that the Japanese army is regrouping its forces today.

The artillery of Shigedo's Daiaki Brigade was completely destroyed in last night's counterattack, and the tanks were completely destroyed yesterday, although now he has rebuilt his artillery position. But the artillery teams were 1,200 meters away, and they did not dare to open fire.

As for the infantry, in the results of the consultation with him by the marines, the southerly wind did not attack.

Because the two armies together are no more than five brigades, if the attack is blown down from the sky by a steel helmet mine hanging from under the kite......

God knows how many kites the people in the Four Elements warehouse made, and God knows how many steel helmet mines they made.

Therefore, if the supporting artillery is in place, in the afternoon the wind direction will be reversed and the shelling will begin, and at the same time, five brigades will be launched to attack together in the night, and strive to complete the battle.

At the same time, the two agreed that the scattered support firepower would be equipped with military police. For soldiers who retreat from the battlefield, they are killed on the spot.

The people in the Sixing warehouse don't know about this yet, but according to the knowledge in the class, Zhang Sixing knows that if nothing goes wrong, then tonight is the time to retreat.

But the question is, now that the battlefield has become like this, will and when will that order come?

No matter what time he came, Zhang Sixing felt that it was time to make some preparations for the retreat.

But before doing this, he felt the need to save the men of the Eighty-seventh Division. Even if they can't be saved, these people who can be called national heroes should not go to Nanyang to do hard labor.

Therefore, after completing the flag-raising ceremony, he found Xie Jinyuan.

When I entered the office, I saw several officers of the 87th Division surrounding the office, as if they were assigning some tasks.

Glancing at the situation in the office, Zhang Sixing grinned,

"I'm sorry, you're busy, I'll come back later."

"Come in, Mr. Zhang, we're done here."

Hearing Xie Jinyuan's greeting, Zhang Sixing had no choice but to stop at the door and wait for the others inside to leave.

What he didn't expect at all was that the officers of the 88th Division who had left actually saluted him one by one when they faced him.

Zhang Sixing, who returned the salute casually, was stunned, but when he closed the door and only he and Xie Jinyuan were left in the room, he heard a sentence thrown over from the other side,

"Some people say that salutes look at military ranks, but I don't think so. People like Achilles are more likely to be respected by others. Smoking ......"

When Zhang Sixing sat in front of him, he handed over the cigarette case in his hand.

"Commander Xie, didn't you receive any orders from your superiors?"

"Why do you ask?"

Xie Jinyuan was a little confused, according to what he thought, a person like Zhang Simo, who could leave the battlefield at any time, should not care about these things.

Judging from the fact that he was able to break into the prisoner camp and rescue hundreds of prisoners when he took a prisoner out at night, he didn't see what restrictions he could have on the battlefield.

"Commander Xie, I think the order you got was to retreat through the garbage bridge. Then I would like to ask you, have you ever thought about if the army in the Public Concession left you in trouble, or even disarmed you......"

"Bang"

Lighting a match, Zhang Sixing asked while lighting a cigarette for Xie Jinyuan.

"No way, this is China, that's just the concession ......"

But halfway through speaking, Xie Jinyuan's words stopped, and his eyes looked at Zhang Sixing's face, which was still painted with camouflage, and already showed some doubts.

It is easiest for the government to compromise with foreigners, and it is difficult to say if the hard-hit Japanese side asks for it.

He leaned back in his chair, his brows furrowed together, his mind silently analyzing the situation in front of him.

looked at Zhang Sixing again and thought:

He shouldn't be the kind of person who would worry, and the thing in front of him is the kind of person who strikes first. With the fact that he handed over the guns of the gendarmes at the slightest disagreement, he would not carry out such an unsympathetic order if there really appeared.

Could it be that he was worried about the people in the barracks......

Thinking expanded, the defenders in the four lines warehouse were now divided into miscellaneous barracks, military police, Lao Ba, and then the people of his eighty-eighth division. He tried to ask,

"Actually, the gendarmes are not a problem, they themselves are brought by Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, the miscellaneous barracks and the old eight......"

What he didn't expect at all was that Zhang Sixing smiled slightly,

"Commander Xie, you don't have to worry about the miscellaneous barracks, the eighth and the gendarmerie. The reason I've come to you is because of your men. I would like to ask what you would do if the situation I just said did happen. ”

Hearing Zhang Sixing's question, Xie Jinyuan fell into deep thought for a while, the cigarette butt went out several times, and Xie Jinyuan, who didn't expect the result, asked,

"Mr. Zhang, what would you do if you were in my place?"

Hearing Xie Jinyuan's inquiry, Zhang Sixing smiled, what he was waiting for was the other party's inquiry.

Seriously, he really didn't want the officer in front of him to die in vain at the hands of traitors like history.