war contractor

Chapter 369

"Sir!" An officer covered in blood slowly walked up to Yu Zhiqian, lowering his head to report the casualties. Yu Zhiqian shook his head and raised his hand: "Eat breakfast first, and then report after eating!" Yu Zhiqian After finishing speaking, he took out a steamed bun and handed it over.

The officer nodded, took the steamed buns with his missing finger, and slowly sat down beside Yu Zhiqian. As for washing his hands, he didn’t have time at all right now. He fought all night and survived. It's all kind of lucky for one person, as for other things, who cares?
Yu Zhigan gently tore apart the steamed buns. These steamed buns were prepared before, not freshly steamed. They were very hard. They were similar to the steamed buns that Yu Zhigan ate in the army that could knock out teeth. He felt like a cook. made.

Tear off the upper layer of the steamed bun, and put it in your mouth, mixed with saliva and someone's blood, the taste is hard to tell, but at this time, everyone is hungry, no one cares about the taste Delicious, can eat, is happiness.

Turning his head and looking around, the Sixing Warehouse has changed its appearance. On the empty warehouse floor, there are now corpses everywhere, most of them are Japanese. Most of the wounded defenders and sacrificed Chinese soldiers were killed. Be restrained, as for the Japanese soldiers, no one cares about them now.

"Damn it, I don't even have a bite to eat!" A veteran soldier named Zhou Lin looked through the corpses of several devils and found that there was no canned food except for weapons and ammunition. Looking at the Japanese corpses on the ground, I looked carefully, and it seemed that I really didn't find the small bag that carried dry food every day.

"Don't waste your energy, let's eat first!" Yu Zhiqian waved at Zhou Lin, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and threw it over.

"Thank you sir!"

After Zhou Lin received the candy, he immediately grinned. This is a veteran, an absolute veteran. He is in his 30s. He has fought in the civil war. He has gone through many ups and downs and worn many different military uniforms. He may have more battlefield experience than Yu Zhigan. foot.

Most of those who died last night were inexperienced soldiers. It cannot be said that they were recruits. They had all seen blood on the battlefield. It was just that people like Zhou Lin, who were beaten out of the mountain of corpses and blood, were not surprised at all. , There are still ways to protect yourself comprehensively.

Of course, it doesn't mean that they are lazy or hide during the battle. They also fight bravely during the battle, but they have their own uniqueness in many experiences and aspects. After the battle, the old fritters' nature is revealed.

"Sir, I still have some meat here, do you want to have a taste!" After finishing speaking, he secretly took out a canned pork, Yu Zhiqian took it after seeing it, took out two pieces of candy from his pocket and handed it over: "Two pieces Candy for you, yes, there is still half a pack of cigarettes, Xiao Wang, come here and give this can to the wounded above, let them make up for it!"

"it is good!"

A soldier who was eating steamed buns nodded, and took the canned pork from Yu Zhiqian. This guy is now Yu Zhiqian's little follower. During the previous battle, Yu Zhigan rescued him twice, and he was the only one in his squad. One person, Yu Zhiqian, happened to be short of a messenger, so he stayed by his side.

"Sir, you are a good person!" Zhou Lin looked at Yu Zhiqian's movements, gave Yu Zhiqian a thumbs up, then opened a piece of candy, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed: "Sweet!"

After finishing speaking, he took out the other two pieces of candy: "The lame third, is he dead or not!"

"The lame third!"

Zhou Lin yelled a few words, but no one responded, and his expression suddenly felt a little lonely. At this moment, a human voice came from a far corner: "What's your name, you Zhou Er is not dead yet!" After speaking In the distance, a man about the same age as Zhou Lin came limping over.

"Here you are, the candy given by the officer is very sweet, by the way, Boss Wu!"

The lame youngest took the candy, looked at it, tore it open, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Boss Wu, he's dead!"

"That's called sacrifice, not death!"

"You are the only one who is educated!" After Zhou Lin finished speaking, he turned his head, and Yu Zhiqian saw tears streaming down this guy's face.

Breakfast was very depressing. Everyone ate steamed buns. Xie Jinyuan walked down with three steamed buns. After seeing Yu Zhiqian, he sat next to Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, the casualties are roughly calculated!"

"I haven't asked my brother to count the casualties!"

Xie Jinyuan smiled: "Sir, there is no need to count, we had 420 three people before, plus the people you saved, now there are 370 six people left!"

"How much did you sacrifice?"

"More than 60 people!"

"Well, more than 60 people!"

Both of them fell into silence, Xie Jinyuan touched his pocket: "Sir, do you have any cigarettes?"

"Yes! I picked it up from a devil. I don't know if you are used to it!" After speaking, he took out one and handed it over.

After Xie Jinyuan lit a cigarette for Yu Zhiqian, he looked around and said, "Sir, what shall we do in the future? Do we just stick to it?"

Xie Jinyuan's voice was very low. As a regiment leader, he knew very well that it was impossible to continue to defend like this. If he continued to defend, it would have no effect, and the huge casualties made Xie Jinyuan have to consider his retreat.

"Today is the 27th. We estimate that we will have to wait until November at the latest. Whether we can keep it is up to us, but I have some other ideas!"

Xie Jinyuan turned to look at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Kill Matsui Iwane!"

"Kill Matsui Ishigen?" Xie Jinyuan was taken aback by Yu Zhiqian's plan, stood up from the ground and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "Sir, we are trapped in the Sixing Warehouse, how do we assassinate Matsui Ishigen?"

Xie Jinyuan felt that this mysterious officer was a little crazy, and he was going to assassinate Iwane Matsui. Xie Jinyuan knew about Iwane Matsui. Many Chinese people hated the commander of the Japanese dispatched army, but there was no way to go. !

"There is a way, but today we still have to hold on to the day, and at night, I'm thinking of a way!"

"Okay sir, I will send a reserve team to guard the first floor later, and the rest of the staff will stay on the second floor to support the first floor at any time!"

Yu Zhiqian nodded, and looked up at the ceiling: "Well, you find someone and find a way to make some holes on the second floor where you can see the windows and doors on the first floor. If you come in, the brothers on the second floor can also support the first floor, but be careful not to touch the load-bearing wall!"

"it is good!"

After eating breakfast for more than ten minutes, after eating a piece of steamed buns that were hard to swallow, everyone began to get busy, cleaning up the battlefield, and the casualties were roughly counted. More than 40 soldiers died on the first floor, while the rest of the five floors Add up, only 20 people.

Moreover, almost all the defenders on the first floor were wounded. A broken hand or something is considered a minor injury. Many people had [-] large penetrating wounds on their bodies, but even so, most of them were only slightly bandaged before continuing to return. Go to the first floor and prepare to continue fighting.

"The old way, brothers pile up the corpses of the devils at the window, if there are more, reinforce them at the back, let's let the devils beat the devils!"

Now we don’t think about the problem after the corpse becomes stinky at all. All the materials that can be used have to be hit, and the windows behind the first floor have begun to be reinforced. If someone wants to sneak attack, they need to break the windows. People will be prepared and don't have to worry about a sudden Japanese attack.

In the end, all the Japanese corpses in the building were cleaned up, and a total of 310 six Japanese soldiers were killed. Yu Zhiqian was also very surprised by this number. Such a large casualty ratio almost reached ten to one. Pay attention to this Ten is the Japanese, not the Chinese army.

"Sir, we didn't kill many devils with the bayonet. They were all killed by us after the devils rushed in. If it wasn't for the devils attacking behind us, we wouldn't need the help of the reserve team!"

"Well, gather the remains of the sacrificed soldiers and register them collectively!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Yu Zhiqian saw Zhou Lin kneeling in front of a sacrificial body, holding the candy that Yu Zhigan gave him in his hand, tearing open the packaging bag tremblingly, stuffing the candy in his hand into his mouth with trembling hands: "Old man Wu, this candy is very sweet, it is the sweetest thing I have ever eaten, you have a taste too, we three brothers, you should go first, I know, I know, you say you, why don’t you wait Wait for us!"

After finishing speaking, he started to cry loudly, Yu Zhiqian walked over slowly, patted him on the shoulder lightly, Zhou Lin turned his head to see that it was Yu Zhiqian, and immediately wiped his eyes: "Sir, let You are laughing!"

"This is your brother?"

Zhou Lin nodded: "The three of us joined the army at the same time and participated in many battles together. Later, we were the only ones left who joined the army together. He is the oldest, so I will call him Boss Wu, my second child, and the cripple just now Call me the second child of Zhou, originally there was a fourth child and a fifth child, but they were all sacrificed!"

"Don't worry, your sacrifices will not be in vain. Have you ever heard a saying? Everyone is mortal, some people are as light as a hair, and some are heavier than Mount Tai. The sacrifices of Lao Wu and other brothers are all heavier than death." Taishan, after the devils are beaten away, everyone will remember you, you are all heroes!"

"Well, did you hear, Old Wu? The officer said you are a hero, you old boy, you were a coward when you were alive, and you kept telling us not to rush too fast in battle, but to hide behind. I didn't expect that after you died Turned out to be a hero!"

Yu Zhiqian sighed, and looked at the soldiers around who were collecting the corpses of their comrades: "Brothers are in a bad mood, cry when you cry, cry loudly, after crying, continue to fight devils, don't suppress your feelings, fight People are about to die, these brothers are just one step ahead of us, I will sacrifice in the future, and you will also sacrifice, I hope that when I sacrifice, some people will cry twice and send me off!"

After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a group of people not only did not cry, but some showed a little smile instead.

The Four Lines Warehouse is busy here. People on the first floor are busy collecting corpses, collecting weapons and ammunition, and repairing positions. People on the second floor are busy digging holes. The internal structure of the Four Lines Warehouse is also very strong, but it is difficult. Down soldiers, there are some hammers and other tools among the materials collected in the entire warehouse.

The location Yu Zhiqian chose is about six meters away from the windows on the second floor, with an opening half a meter long and wide. In this way, you can see the situation below the first floor by lying on the second floor. After the devil enters the Sixing Warehouse, he needs to face That's right, it is no longer the firepower on the first floor, but also the second floor. This can relieve part of the pressure on the first floor.

But the only troublesome thing now is that the four-row warehouse has a relatively thick structure, and it takes a lot of effort to open an opening. When Yu Zhigan went up to the second floor, he saw a group of soldiers beating hard with hammers and chisels.

"How long will this take?" Yu Zhiqian looked at the soldiers who were sweating profusely, and looked at Xie Jinyuan, who shook his head: "I don't know, I just made a hole. The wall is more than 20 centimeters thick. I want to make it as you said. Come out, at least until noon!"

"We have to get through at noon. The first floor is the focus of the devil's attack. Hold the first floor and we have no worries in the Four Lines Warehouse. If we can't hold it, we may all be finished. Brothers, work harder, and the devil will be beaten by then." I don't even know my own mother!"

"it is good!"

The soldiers on the third floor to the sixth floor were resting except some of them were observing the movement of the devils. Yu Zhiqian came to the top floor. Yesterday the top floor was just blown out of a hole. Today, the guardrail on the top floor is almost gone. Last night, When the Japanese attacked, they used various artillery advantages to carry out shelling. The walls of the building were pitted, and some walls were even hit by two or three shells, and the pits were blown out more than ten centimeters, but there were still no cracks, just the top floor. The guardrail was a weak point and was blown off.

There are only two machine gun positions left above, and two heavy machine guns have been blown up by mortars. The only thing that is still standing is the flagpole standing on the top floor, with the national flag hanging, still fluttering in the wind.

"Dai Qiang, have the devil's machine gun positions been resolved?"

"Head, kill it, none of the devil's soldiers dare to go to the machine gun position now!"

"That's good!"

After a round of inspection, Yu Zhiqian finally took a telescope and stood on the top floor looking out of the Sixing Warehouse. After an afternoon and a night of bloody battles, the outside of the Sixing Warehouse changed its appearance. It was similar to most Shanghai streets yesterday morning, but now But it is like Shura hell.

There are corpses everywhere, wildfire, black smoke, how many people the Japanese sacrificed last night, no one counts, and there is no time to count. If you look around, there are corpses scattered on the ground. The Japanese have not had time to repair the corpses in the future. In the distance, the machine gun positions built by the Japanese are clearly visible, but now no one dares to show their faces, and they are afraid of being hit.

(End of this chapter)