林凡
林凡

　　林凡

Chapter 1 Lin Fan

Lin Fan held his machine gun, simply standing guard on the side.

Watching his soldiers swarm the Japanese devils.

The previous fighting was just a small scene of the entire special forces company engaging in bayonet combat.

Some Japanese soldiers had to face the bayonets of four Chinese soldiers simultaneously.

The last Japanese soldier to die had four Chinese soldiers stabbing him from the front and two more stabbing him from behind.

Lin Fan saw that there were no Japanese shadows anywhere he could see on the battlefield.

He loudly asked, "Who knows how to drive a tank?"

No one answered. "Who went to school?"

Immediately, about a dozen hands went up.

Lin Fan ordered, "Soldiers who went to school, gather in front of me. The rest of the soldiers, quickly clean up the battlefield and evacuate in ten minutes."

Looking at the thirteen soldiers in front of him, Lin Fan said loudly, "You need to learn how to drive a tank. Now, come with me."

After speaking, he led the soldiers to the frontmost tank, climbed up, and forcefully pried open the tank hatch, which had been deformed by the blast.

He dragged out the four Japanese corpses inside.

Lin Fan was the first to crawl down. "Seven people come in!"

He said, "I'll only say this once: This is the key, this is the direction, this is the brake, this is the gear, this is the accelerator. This is the clutch.

Everyone clear on that?"

"Clear!" The seven soldiers shouted loudly.

Six more mouths on top of the tank shouted along.

They couldn't squeeze in, but they crammed their heads in to watch.

Lin Fan opened his mouth wide; the shouting of these soldiers in such a confined space was really hard on the ears.

He repeated the names of these parts again.

He also nodded, demonstrating starting, driving, and stopping one more time.

He even drove the tank a few meters.

Then he stopped and let Jia Chengbi, who was closest to him, try his hand.

This soldier was obviously the quick-witted type, and he started driving smoothly right away.

Lin Fan was extremely satisfied. "Drive slowly. Pei Xueyi, you follow this tank. Drive the tank back to Sihang Warehouse and hide it well.

The rest of you, get out immediately, and we'll go get the next one."

As they climbed out one after another.

The six soldiers who were originally outside immediately jumped off the tank.

After Lin Fan and the others jumped out of the tank, these people immediately ran.

They ran to the next tank.

The first tank slowly drove towards Sihang Warehouse.

Along the way, soldiers from the special forces company placed the captured weapons on the tank so it could take them back.

Xie Jinyuan, Yang Ruifu, and several company commanders were standing on the roof.

Watching everything that was happening in the distance, they felt like the world had become unreal today.

When did the Japanese devils become so weak?

A Japanese company, plus seven tanks, was completely annihilated by a hastily assembled company in a frontal charge.

And those seven tanks were now in the hands of this makeshift company.

Is this world too crazy, or am I still dreaming?

Not to mention Xie Jinyuan and the others couldn't believe what was happening.

Even the American soldiers watching from across the bank were dumbfounded.

Sergeant James watched the battle unfolding right before his eyes, completely unable to believe what he was seeing.

He grabbed a soldier. "All of this that's happening in front of us... it's not real, is it?"

The soldier said seriously, "Sir, even though I can't believe these Chinese soldiers can fight like this.

But it really is a real battle!"

James pressed. "If they're so powerful, how could they lose this war?"

The soldier replied loudly, "Everything now is just temporary. The one who laughs last is the victor!"

James punched the soldier playfully. "You're a true wise man. I believe you will become a philosopher!

What you said is absolutely correct!"

Regardless of what the distant observers were thinking.

Lin Fan was conducting battlefield instruction with great intensity. He only needed to teach these soldiers to get the tanks moving.

As for stopping, if they really couldn't manage it, they could just crash into a wall! In any case, there would be something that could stop these tanks.

His group ran to the second tank. This time, including Lin Fan, there were still eight people inside.

This time, Lin Fan didn't sit in the driver's seat. He directly named names. "Gong Hongcai, you go first. Tell everyone the names of these things."

Gong Hongcai pointed to the things inside the tank. "This is the key, for ignition, this is the direction, for turning, this is the clutch, used when starting, this is the accelerator, used for accelerating, this is the gear, this is the brake!"

Lin Fan nodded. "Drive!"

When the tank started moving, he called out another name. "Mu Chengye, you follow this tank. Drive the tank into Sihang Warehouse!

The rest of you, follow me to the next tank!"

Arriving at the third tank, with the demonstration of the previous two tanks, these trainees had seen more.

When they got here, Liao Yushu took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat.

Pointing at the various components, he named them one by one, and then waited for Lin Fan to give the order.

"Lao Zhiqiang, you follow Tank Number Three!"

Everyone began to file out again, running toward the next tank.

Lin Fan was afraid that there would be problems with these tanks, so as long as they were started, he wouldn't let them stop. He just told them to go back.

Just like that, when Lin Fan drove the last tank back to the outside of Sihang Warehouse, he saw that the frontmost tank had crashed into the sandbags they had piled up yesterday.

The tanks behind were all blocked.

From the sandbags to the entrance of Sihang Warehouse, soldiers from the First Battalion and the special forces company were clearing the barricades.

Xie Jinyuan and Yang Ruifu were personally carrying sandbags.

Lin Fan also jumped off the tank and said to the soldiers who had driven the tanks back and felt superior, "Everyone, get down and clear the obstacles."

He ran up to Xie Jinyuan. "Regimental Commander! These things can be done by the soldiers. You just need to sit and command."

Xie Jinyuan straightened up. "If you can fight like this every day, and show the might of the National Army.

Allowing me, the Regimental Commander, to hold my head high in front of the people of the whole country, and not run away when facing the Japanese devils.

What does clearing obstacles count for?

There would be no problem with me cooking for you, washing dishes, loading ammunition, and digging trenches."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Regimental Commander, you're joking! Fighting! Fighting well! That is the duty of us soldiers.

Please rest assured, Regimental Commander, as long as my special forces company is here, we will definitely not let the Japanese devils step into Sihang Warehouse."

Xie Jinyuan nodded with a smile. "I see that you're very good at artillery. Do you have enough shells?"

Lin Fan said, "In the battle just now, we used forty shells, and now there are two hundred and sixty remaining."

Xie Jinyuan thought for a moment, "If we calculate according to seven days, the fighting will become more and more intense in the future."

Yang Ruifu added, "Our battalion also has three mortars, and there are also a thousand shells."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "That's enough! With one thousand three hundred shells, the Japanese devils will have to use at least three thousand men to exchange for them."

All the officers and soldiers around who heard this were stunned. "If they could really kill three thousand Japanese devils here.

Even if they all died in battle here, it would be worth it.

It should be known that the total number of National Army soldiers here is less than six hundred.

Which is equivalent to one soldier killing five Japanese devils."

Lin Fan's understated words stirred up everyone's enthusiasm.

Xie Jinyuan stopped clearing obstacles. He took off his gloves and asked Lin Fan, "Do you really have confidence?"

Lin Fan stood up straight, looked at Xie Jinyuan, and said seriously, "As long as the Japanese devils dare to come over, I have confidence.

Even if the Japanese devils don't come, we will take the initiative to attack.

The best defense is offense!"

"The best defense is offense?" Xie Jinyuan repeated Lin Fan's words.

Suddenly asked, "Was the counterattack you launched suddenly just now done according to this tactic?"

Lin Fan looked at him without saying a word.

Xie Jinyuan understood. "Some tactical ideas should not be discussed among the soldiers."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "If possible, please send a company to replace the defensive alert and let my company rest for a while.

When the Japanese devils come, we will rush out again and fight the Japanese devils to the death."

Yang Ruifu said immediately, "You guarded outside all night last night, and you have fought two consecutive battles today.

You have already annihilated a company and a squad of Japanese devils.

You should have a good rest today, and the next task will be left to us."

Xie Jinyuan nodded in agreement. "Okay!"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Okay! I'll talk about it after I drive these tanks into the warehouse!"

The citizens on the other side of the Suzhou River saw with their own eyes that the National Army soldiers were right under their noses.

They killed all the Japanese devils, and then snatched the Japanese devils' tanks.

And they drove them back.

This completely shocked their eyes. The Japanese devils they saw in the newspapers a few days ago were not so weak.

The National Army in the newspapers was not so unstoppable!

It seems that what Confucius said, seeing is believing!

It really needs to be seen to be believed.

Encouraged, the citizens were very excited, and many people spontaneously purchased food, fruit, clothing, medicine, and other materials.

The Shanghai Chamber of Commerce and the big bosses of the Green Gang contributed generously.

Students wrote many letters of condolences, and all these things were collected and piled up on the south bank of the Suzhou River.

The time is now 3:53 PM on October 27, 1937.

The fact that the tank brigade under the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters had lost seven tanks at once.

Matsui Iwane was so angry that he stood up from his seated position and slapped the reporting staff officer a dozen times left and right.

Then he waved his hand. "Get out!"

Lieutenant General Fujita Susumu, the commander of the 3rd Division, didn't dare to come and report to the commander-in-chief in person.

He jumped up and down, scolding Major General Katayama Riichiro, the brigade commander of the 5th Brigade, thoroughly.

He reiterated, "Before sunset, you must take down the Sihang Warehouse for me.

No matter what the cost, if it really doesn't work, blow the entire Sihang Warehouse into ruins!"

"Hai!" Across the phone, Major General Katayama Riichiro could also feel the anger of Division Commander Fujita Susumu.

If he could reach out from the microphone, the Division Commander would not spare his palm.

He wouldn't stop until his face was slapped into a pig's head!

After hanging up the phone, Brigade Commander Katayama Riichiro immediately gave the order to transfer the 2nd Field Heavy Artillery Regiment to reinforce the 3rd Field Heavy Artillery Regiment, which had already been deployed near the Sihang Warehouse. This time, the two heavy artillery regiments must not hesitate to blow the Sihang Warehouse into ruins at all costs.

At the same time, he also ordered Colonel Migimasa Tsuyoshi, the commander of the 6th Regiment, "At all costs, you must capture the Sihang Warehouse tonight."

Commander-in-Chief Matsui Iwane did not have any particular animosity toward the Sihang Warehouse.

He just didn't want himself, the commander-in-chief of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army, to leave a garrison of National Army soldiers in the Sihang Warehouse after having completely occupied the Shanghai city area.

This was simply a fly in the ointment!

How can this be tolerated?

Hundreds of thousands of National Army soldiers had been driven out of the Shanghai city area by him, how could he let the soldiers left behind in this small area live for another night?

The international situation is constantly changing!

No one knows which will come first, accidents or tomorrow!

Therefore, it was not only Matsui Iwane who demanded that the Sihang Warehouse be captured before sunset today.

Even the Imperial General Headquarters had the same order.

The sooner Shanghai is completely occupied, the sooner they can get rid of the passive situation.

As long as Shanghai is completely occupied, the possibility of intervention by other countries internationally will be greatly reduced.

The Imperial General Headquarters had been constantly haggling with the ambassadors of the major countries in the world these days.

For this war, the Empire had borrowed a lot of foreign debt from those major countries.

Now these foreign debts had become the Empire's most important bargaining chip: all these creditor countries knew one fact.

If the Empire failed in its war against China, the possibility of those foreign debts not being recovered would reach 90%.

On the contrary, if the Empire won this war, those foreign debts could be recovered with principal and interest.

The Empire could even make some concessions on the original interest rate.

The Imperial side knew that the National Government had also sent many excellent diplomats these days.

They were lobbying various dignitaries in major countries around the world.

Hoping that these major countries would intervene in this war based on fairness, justice, humanity, human rights, freedom, and peace.

Although most countries in the world were verbally supporting the National Government so far.

However, the behavior between countries has always been based on actions, not verbal statements.

All the major countries acted with surprising consistency: they verbally supported the righteousness of the National Government, and continued to issue loans and sell various weapons and equipment in large quantities to the Japanese government.

Military materials, steel, oil, and other strategic materials.

Even so, the Imperial General Headquarters was afraid that the Western powers would suddenly change their minds at some point.

That would be troublesome!

In fact, between countries, there is nothing but interests.

Negotiations between countries without talking about interests are just playing hooligans!

The policy of non-interference, non-participation, non-speaking, and non-action made by Western countries in support of the Empire this time

Is the greatest support for the Empire's acts of aggression.

In short: The Sihang Warehouse must be captured before sunset today.

When Colonel Migimasa Tsuyoshi, the commander of the 6th Regiment, received this order again.

He immediately felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier.

The entire terrain of the Sihang Warehouse had been completely reconnoitered.

The Sihang Warehouse only opened doors and windows facing the Suzhou River.

This determined that it was impossible to attack the warehouse directly from the south.

The best way to enter the warehouse was to attack from the east and west sides.

Then charge in from the south gate.

During the second round of attack, even the howitzers could not penetrate the walls of the Sihang Warehouse.

If they wanted to charge into the Sihang Warehouse from the east, west, and north, they needed to blast a gap in the granite at the bottom of the warehouse first.

Colonel Migimasa Tsuyoshi looked at the sand table in front of him and finally decided:

"Send out two companies to attack the fortresses at the gate of the Sihang Warehouse simultaneously from the east and west."

But before that, artillery fire would be used first.

The tactics of the Imperial Army had always been so rigid:

Artillery fire! Infantry charge!

After the infantry charge, artillery fire!

After the artillery fire, infantry charge!

After receiving the order, the 3rd Field Heavy Artillery Regiment and the 2nd Field Heavy Artillery Regiment immediately began to fire at the target.

Watching the constantly rising explosions on the opposite side, James saw the shattered stones and concrete blocks fly across the 50-meter-wide Suzhou River.

Some hit the American soldiers who were already lying on the ground.

This time, not one or two, but thirteen American soldiers were injured.

James had no choice but to order all the soldiers to evacuate the position.

When the Japanese artillery fire started, Lin Fan suggested that the 1st Company, which was defending outside, retreat back to the ground floor of the Sihang Warehouse to avoid the shells.

There was no need for the soldiers to waste their lives in vain.

In any case, Lin Fan had left back doors in all the trenches and fortifications deployed outside.

The positions in every trench below could be seen clearly and attacked from the upper floors.

For the soldiers upstairs, there were no blind spots in the trenches below.

Shangguan Zhibiao, the company commander of the 1st Company, only thought for three seconds before issuing the order to withdraw from the position.

When he and the regimental commander and battalion commander were watching the battle from the roof, they had already had a deep impression of the fortifications in front.

At that time, they only thought that Lin Fan, this unprofessional company commander, did not understand military affairs at all and completely exposed his back to the firing range of the upper floors.

After Shangguan Zhibiao led the soldiers into the position, he realized that.

Although the entire fortification had its back exposed, the front was heavily defended.

If the Japanese devils attacked from the front, the narrow passage in front would limit the number of people charging at one time to no more than fifty.

If he wanted to truly break through these circular fortifications, Shangguan Zhibiao estimated that without five hundred Japanese devils, it would be impossible to break through the position guarded by his company.

Less than one-third of the soldiers in the 1st Company had truly undergone rigorous and formal German training.

The rest of the soldiers were supplemented later.

All the soldiers who were able to survive hundreds of battles had their own set of experiences.

When these soldiers heard the company commander issue the order to retreat, they really moved like脱兔 and翩若骄龙.

In less than three minutes, the entire 1st Company had retreated back to the ground floor of the Sihang Warehouse.