The unprincipled Japanese devils on the battlefield were inhuman.

The Japanese devils' poison gas bombs were a complete violation of international conventions.

It's just that a weak nation has no diplomacy, no matter how loud Chiang Kai-shek protested!

No matter how much evidence the National Revolutionary Army's generals presented in the newspapers, it couldn't attract even the slightest attention from those internationally selective and blind politicians.

A country without strength, an army without combat power, the voices they send out will never be seen.

The condemnations and protests issued by the National Revolutionary Army were a joke in the eyes of the great powers!

There's nothing strange about being beaten when you're backward, right?

The world has always developed this way.

All of this made the National Revolutionary Army's battles extremely difficult.

Today, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 542nd Regiment could finally hold their heads high.

It was the Japanese devils' turn to be bombed, and they weren't retaliating!

Lin Fan was very puzzled by the Japanese devils' current situation: logically speaking, in such offensive and defensive battles, artillery should always bombard first.

Only then would the infantry begin to charge.

Even if it was like today, where the infantry charged first, the artillery should immediately begin to return fire after being bombarded.

Why didn't the Japanese devils' artillery fire a single shot today?

The same question wasn't just in his mind; all the soldiers defending Sihang Warehouse had it.

Li Xian was a reporter for the Da Gong Bao newspaper. Last night, he and some other reporters from other newspapers entered Sihang Warehouse.

They wrote reports all night yesterday, and they were published on the streets today.

Last night, Li Xian discovered a problem: among the soldiers here, there was a group of soldiers who were always proudly refusing any interviews.

Other soldiers couldn't wait for reporters to interview them and take photos of them.

There was a group of soldiers who would never allow reporters to take pictures of them, nor would they allow their profiles to be photographed.

But Li Xian could clearly feel that the arrogance on the faces of these soldiers who were unwilling to be interviewed came completely from the bottom of their hearts.

When he casually asked other soldiers, he confirmed that the two battles during the day were fought by those soldiers.

The tanks placed on the bottom floor of the warehouse were captured by them.

Because of this, Li Xian specifically followed the company commander of this company, wanting to persuade him to accept an interview.

Lin Fan was obviously completely uninterested in this, and just said to Li Xian lightly, "You have to grasp the key point: the highest-ranking officer stationed at Sihang Warehouse is Regiment Commander Xie.

As a reporter, the first person you should interview should be Regiment Commander Xie, and the second should be Battalion Commander Yang.

The achievements of the battles during the day were all achieved under the wise leadership of Regiment Commander Xie and Battalion Commander Yang."

After saying these words, he instructed his two little followers, Wu Xiaobao and Zhao Long, "You two pay attention, no matter what, you can't let anyone take a picture of me."

Regiment Commander Xie thought that Lin Fan's request was very correct.

Because Regiment Commander Xie still remembered that Lin Fan had stowed away from Germany to return to China to participate in the war against Japan.

If Lin Fan's photo was published in the newspaper, the possibility of exposure would greatly increase.

In case someone sent by Germany from Brandenburg to hunt him down saw it.

Regiment Commander Xie would never be able to forgive himself.

For this reason, he also issued a gag order to all the officers and soldiers of the entire 1st Battalion: everyone must not talk about the Special Company.

Lin Fan was on the roof, supporting the artillery barrel with his left hand and holding the artillery shell with his right hand.

One artillery shell after another was easily fired.

The Japanese devils in the distance were immediately blasted into panicked flight.

Such heroic posture was really the best promotional video!

Li Xian couldn't bear it any longer. He quietly moved his steps and found the best angle.

He wasn't the only reporter here; everyone had a common mission.

They also had the same sensitivity. Every reporter believed that Lin Fan's action of operating the artillery was too shocking in their eyes.

Lin Fan's movements were flowing and smooth, with a special rhythm.

It made people feel a sense of power when they looked at it, especially reassuring, feeling calm and reliable.

They all found the same position, and Li Xian couldn't help but say, "So powerful, so artistic."

At this moment, a patch of green appeared in front of the camera, and this green covered the entire lens.

Li Xian angrily raised his head and was just about to speak.

But Wu Xiaobao loudly rebuked, "You don't follow the rules!

Our company commander clearly said that he can't be photographed.

What do you want to do? Do you want to be traitors?"

These words made Li Xian furious. His superficial identity was a reporter for the Da Gong Bao newspaper.

Secretly, he had another identity: an underground member of the Red Party!

He entered Sihang Warehouse, and he actually came with a mission: the 88th Division was an elite division of the National Revolutionary Army.

There was no Party organization in it, and it seemed very conspicuous that a regiment was left here when all the National Revolutionary Army retreated.

It would definitely be a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the Japanese devils.

Therefore, the organization in Shanghai was also willing to do its best to provide the 542nd Regiment with all the help it could.

Therefore, Li Xian intentionally wanted to get closer to these officers and soldiers.

However, what he didn't expect was that this company called the Special Company was very unfriendly to all reporters.

He had just seen the artillery skills displayed by their company commander: the mortar barrel, which was more than one meter long, was held in the company commander's hand as easily as holding a rolling pin.

Arrogant people still have the capital to be arrogant.

Li Xian said with a smile, "Just one! Just take one picture!"

Wu Xiaobao sneered, "Why can't you reporters understand?

What's the difference between one photo and ten thousand photos in your hands?

As long as it's published in the newspaper, what secrets do you still want to keep?"

Wang Yangping, a reporter from the Xinmin Evening News who came with him, was unhappy: "We are promoting the anti-Japanese scenes of the National Revolutionary Army and photographing the most realistic battle scenes.

Print it out for our 400 million compatriots to see, for the just people all over the world to see.

In Shanghai, there is still such an isolated army persisting!

The sons and daughters of China have been persisting in resisting the invasion of the Japanese devils, have been fighting, and have never stopped.

The image of a warrior like Company Commander Lin can greatly inspire people and give all people confidence."

Wu Xiaobao was just a child under the age of thirteen, and he was speechless all of a sudden.

He could only insist, "Anyway, I can't let you photograph the company commander."

Li Xian heard something different from his words: "Why can't you photograph your company commander? The other company commanders can be photographed.

Even Regiment Commander Xie is very cooperative in accepting our interviews."

Wu Xiaobao said embarrassedly, "Our company commander stowed away from abroad, and if his identity is exposed, it will lead to death."

The reporters on the side immediately covered the lenses in front of their cameras when they heard him say this.

Since people have secrets, they still need to be observed.

Li Xian's mind was racing: stowed away from abroad, identity cannot be exposed.

Isn't this one of our own people?

Although it is now a period of cooperation, the necessary vigilance is still needed.

He already had a draft in his mind: he must have a good contact with this Company Commander Lin and test his tone.

At this time, Xie Jinyuan no longer had time to keep admiring Lin Fan's heroic posture.

The Japanese devils coming from the north were now approaching within fifty meters of the building.

The soldiers of the 2nd Company of the 1st Battalion of the 542nd Regiment were on the roof.

Their task was to strike at the Japanese devils in several directions from a high position.

Because there were positions on the ground on the east and west sides, guarded by the 1st Company, Company Commander Deng Ying arranged fewer personnel on the east and west sides.

More than half of the company's soldiers were stationed on the north side.

Now the Japanese devils on the east and west sides had also entered a range of one hundred meters, entering the blind spot of the mortar fire.

Only then did Lin Fan put down the artillery barrel, come to the north side, and look at the battle situation on the north side.

When the Japanese devils on the north side entered a range of fifty meters, Company Commander Deng Ying immediately ordered, "Fire!"

His company had four machine guns and one heavy machine gun.

When these firepower were unleashed, they immediately scattered the group of Japanese devils on the north side.

Company Commander Nakatani Uto had been very cautious since accepting the mission: the abortive charge yesterday gave him a bad premonition.

Today, his company was responsible for attacking from the north, and the task was to rush to the north wall of Sihang Warehouse and blast a passage.

He had been hearing the sound of artillery explosions all the time, but not a single artillery shell had landed on his company.

Something must be wrong!

Now Company Commander Nakatani Uto just didn't know where this anomaly was.

Advancing was being attacked from above: this was normal.

However, he directed his soldiers to immediately disperse and immediately launch a counterattack against the National Revolutionary Army soldiers on the roof.

This team of Japanese devils continued to advance while shooting at the upstairs.

Lin Fan looked at the grenadier platoon at the back of this company of Japanese devils, who were making preparations.

They were preparing to launch grenades.

With Lin Fan around, they couldn't be allowed to succeed.

The machine gun he was holding suddenly opened fire, not attacking the Japanese devils rushing in the front.

He directly shot at the dozen or so Japanese devil grenadier shooters about a hundred meters away.

Every bullet that Lin Fan fired hit the target, and the Japanese devils fell one after another.

When the main shooter of the Japanese devils fell, someone immediately stepped up to replace him.

They wanted to continue firing.

Captain Deng Ying had also seen the Japanese devils' grenadier platoon just now, and was directing the soldiers to shoot at those Japanese devils.

He immediately saw the Japanese devils falling one after another.

He was watching Lin Fan shooting with the machine gun in his arms.

The look of admiration in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

In just a short while, the assault team of Nakatani Uto's company had rushed to the north wall of Sihang Warehouse.

This position was already a blind spot for the National Revolutionary Army on the roof.

It wasn't that the National Revolutionary Army's weapons couldn't hit these Japanese devils, but that in this position, the National Revolutionary Army soldiers had to stick out most of their bodies if they wanted to strike at the Japanese devils in this position.

Such a shooting posture was very dangerous.

Because there were quite a few Japanese devils with accurate marksmanship in the Japanese devils' team.

If a soldier dared to expose himself like that to shoot, it would be no different from sending himself to death.

Seeing that his warriors had arrived at their destination with just the first round of charge,

A proud expression flashed across Company Commander Nakatani Uto's face.

Two platoons, half a squad, of Japanese devils had rushed to the bottom of the wall.

Those Japanese devils were busy digging pits and burying explosives.

At this moment, Regiment Commander Xie on the roof said, "Throw bombs!"

The bombs he was talking about were not the hand grenades commonly used by the National Revolutionary Army soldiers.

It was the explosive pack that Lin Fan had just demonstrated making, wrapped with a layer of iron pellets on the outside.

The building was twenty-five meters high, and objects thrown from the building would reach the bottom in less than three seconds. He reserved two seconds for throwing the explosive pack.

Lin Fan left only five centimeters of fuse for these explosive packs.

The National Revolutionary Army soldiers put the pull ring of the firing tube on their fingers and gently threw the explosive pack down along the wall of the warehouse.

This time, they divided into three positions and threw the explosive packs down one after another.

While they were throwing the explosive packs, the shooting on the other side didn't stop at all.

With three consecutive loud bangs, the roof could also feel a tremor. The explosive packs that had just been thrown out exploded.

Xie Jinyuan couldn't help but want to stick his head out to see the effect. Lin Fan quickly pulled him back.

He said with a smile, "Wait until we drive these Japanese devils back before looking."

The smoke and dust generated by the explosion of these three explosive packs had just risen to the height of five floors.

Lin Fan heard the sound of the Japanese devils' counterattack suddenly stop.

What was going on?

It was clear that the Japanese devils had approached within thirty meters.

No matter what the Japanese devils were doing, Lin Fan only did what he should do: grab an explosive pack and throw it out all at once.

This time, Regiment Commander Xie Jinyuan finally witnessed the power of this explosive pack with his own eyes.

This explosive pack landed fifty meters away, exploding around a group of hiding Japanese devils.

From the roof, they could see that countless dust splashed up in an instant near the explosion point.

Dense small dots appeared on the concrete roots and walls, some of which were still flashing.

That was the reflection of the iron pellets embedded in the wall.

Many of the Japanese devils within a thirty-meter radius around it suddenly screamed.

The Japanese devils who were closer didn't even have time to scream before they fell headfirst.

The rhythm of the Japanese devils' attack in this direction was suddenly interrupted.

Company Commander Nakatani Uto was still happily watching his assault team digging pits.

Next, his company would be able to enter the interior of Sihang Warehouse along the blasted passage.

His path to promotion would also be opened up along with it.

What he didn't expect was that the scene that followed completely subverted his understanding.

The several explosive packs thrown from the roof instantly sent all the warriors of two platoons back to Amaterasu.

Not only that, but even some soldiers thirty meters away were injured.

In just an instant, the entire north wall of Sihang Warehouse, within a thirty-meter radius,

There wasn't a single living Japanese devil.

Such a cruel battle stunned the soldiers of the entire Nakatani Uto's company.

Before this was over, when the soldiers of Nakatani Uto's company were distracted, and the firepower counterattack against the National Revolutionary Army upstairs slackened.

Another explosive pack was thrown out from the roof.

This explosive pack landed on Nakatani Uto's company's charging road.

In fact, it exploded in the air before it landed on the ground.

Within a thirty-meter radius, not a single Japanese devil was able to escape. Even Nakatani Uto, who was further away, heard the sound of "bang! bang! bang!" constantly ringing on the cover in front of him.

It was as if, suddenly, the firepower on the opposite side had increased a thousand times.

Looking at the explosive pack that had just been thrown out, which had such great power,

Xie Jinyuan, Yang Ruifu, Deng Ying, Lei Xiong, Shi Meihao, and several other National Revolutionary Army officers were all stunned.

Not to mention those reporters who were hiding among the soldiers and watching the battle situation.

Lin Fan himself was also shocked by such a result.

He knew it was easy to use, but he didn't expect it to be so easy to use.

An explosive pack directly disrupted the entire rhythm of the Japanese devils' attack.

Company Commander Nakatani Uto saw that his attacking team had already lost more than half of its members within five minutes of the National Revolutionary Army's start of resistance.

Thinking of the expression of Regiment Commander Migi Tadashi when he issued the order, he didn't dare to retreat with the team like this.

"The Sihang Warehouse must be occupied before sunset today!"

The regiment commander's expression was ferocious, and the tone he spoke was unquestionable.

Company Commander Nakatani Uto could only let his soldiers rest temporarily for five minutes.

Preparing for the next wave of attack.

At this time, the sound of gunfire in the east and west directions also rang out like popping beans.

Both of these directions had already engaged in close combat.

The offensive and defensive battle had already begun.

The members of the military observation group staying on the south bank of the Suzhou Creek did not see the battle on the north side of Sihang Warehouse.

They only saw the determination of the Japanese devils when they charged in the east and west directions.

The bravery of those Japanese devil soldiers.

There was nothing particularly outstanding about the National Revolutionary Army soldiers' defense behind the fortifications.

Those National Revolutionary Army soldiers were just hiding behind the fortifications, not even showing their heads, and each of them stretched out their guns from the narrow shooting holes and kept firing.

Company Commander Murakami Yosuke directed his soldiers to continue advancing.

Today, his direction of attack was the west side of Sihang Warehouse.

In the artillery bombardment just now, Murakami Yosuke's company suffered heavy losses. The entire reinforced company had 224 people.

In the National Revolutionary Army's bombardment just now, 83 people had already been killed or wounded.

Those wounded soldiers were receiving emergency assistance from the company's medical team.

Company Commander Murakami Yosuke did not arrange for the valuable combat soldiers to send these wounded soldiers off the battlefield.

In order to complete the mission, he didn't mind letting these wounded soldiers persevere for a while.

At this time, losing two normal combat soldiers to escort a wounded soldier back was unacceptable under any circumstances.

Entering the National Revolutionary Army's defense line, Company Commander Murakami Yosuke realized that the National Revolutionary Army on the opposite side was too cunning:

It was clear that they were building fortifications, but they were completely built like bunkers.

All the shooting came from the narrow shooting holes, and no soldier was sticking his head out to shoot.

This made the Japanese devils' accurate marksmanship completely useless.

Even the attacks from the roof were like attacks from bunkers, all fired from the shooting holes.