Rintaro Yanagishita, the commander of the regiment, was beyond furious. He wanted justice for his subordinate, the Maruno Battalion.

Even if his cavalry battalion had cut down the naval landing force...

After clearing away these blinding naval dregs, the fire in Commander Yanagishita's chest still couldn't be extinguished.

He led his cavalry battalion towards the airport.

Commander Yanagishita wanted to vent! He wanted his soldiers to know that he cared about them deeply!

Before even reaching the airport, Commander Yanagishita saw a road of blood.

A road stretching for over a *li*!

It was a true road of blood, with many torches stuck along both sides.

This wasn't a road that should appear in the world; it was a road to the Yellow Springs, with the torches acting as guiding lights for lost souls.

All invaders would walk this road to the Yellow Springs.

Even in the dim night sky, Commander Yanagishita could clearly see everything on the road.

On the blood-soaked road, two cars were parked, and many naval landing force soldiers were carrying corpses onto the cars.

The way they carried the corpses was no different from dockworkers moving sandbags at the pier.

They casually lifted them and threw them onto the car, showing no respect or reverence.

It was a true road of blood. Commander Yanagishita, even in the night, illuminated by countless torches, could clearly see the blood, flesh, and remaining chunks of meat on the ground.

Seeing this situation, the fire in Commander Yanagishita's heart slowly subsided.

These naval beasts had no feelings at all.

They treated their comrades like this, and the way they treated their subordinates wasn't intentional humiliation.

As long as it wasn't an intentional act against the army, it could be forgiven.

Commander Yanagishita felt as if he had been impulsive just now.

These naval landing force soldiers cleaning the battlefield stepped on the blood and flesh on the road, over and over again.

The remaining, uncollected blood and flesh on the road were trampled into the dirt, turning into bloody mud.

This blood and flesh were from their own naval landing force soldiers!

Yanagishita stopped his advance, gently waved his hand, and led the imposing cavalry battalion back.

However, he didn't notify the airport that the search team they had sent out had been cut down by him!

He left the naval landing force soldiers who were dealing with the corpses in disarray, completely unaware of what had just happened.

They also didn't know that they had just walked a circle on the line between life and death.

The firelight at Jiangwan Airport and the light of the shells dragging across half the sky also alarmed the National Revolutionary Army soldiers defending the other side of the Wenzao Creek.

These soldiers mustered their courage, using the cover of darkness to stand in high places.

They tried hard to see further and see clearly what was happening in the distance.

From their position, they could only see a corner of the volcano, using this corner of light.

These soldiers guessed whether the Japanese devils' temporary airport was being attacked.

Although such an idea was unrealistic, it was wonderful to have such a space for imagination.

In any case, such a situation needed to be reported to the superiors.

Not long after Lin Fan and his small group entered the concession, Director Pan asked the people who came to meet them to take the mules and horses and the supplies on their backs to another place.

He personally accompanied Lin Fan and his thirty-odd men to the newly rented warehouse.

When they arrived, sentries from the Special Operations Company had already set up concealed posts around the warehouse.

The soldiers who had entered through the sewer were working hard to move the weapons and ammunition that had been transported in.

Director Pan Hannian saw Li Xian directing the soldiers of the Special Operations Company to move these weapons into the warehouse.

He was finally shocked: the amount of weapons and ammunition piled up by these soldiers of the Special Operations Company far exceeded his imagination.

Just counting the machine guns, he counted thirty of them.

The Special Operations Company only had one hundred and thirty people!

With such firepower, it was no wonder they had been able to keep fighting the Japanese devils.

Lin Fan watched the soldiers laboriously move the supplies up from the sewer.

There was no use in rushing this matter. When coming up from the sewer, the environment limited them to passing things one person at a time.

As dawn gradually broke, these soldiers of the Special Operations Company finally moved all the supplies up.

Looking at the weapons and ammunition piled up in the two rooms.

Lin Fan said with some difficulty, "Director Pan! The soldiers have been tired all night.

Next, they need to rest.

We still need to divide these weapons and ammunition.

We only need three days' worth of dry food and canned goods from the supplies on the mules and horses, and we also need one hundred and thirty gas masks.

The rest should be sent to Jin-Sui Military Region in Shanxi!

This afternoon, we will sort out the weapons here, and all the extra weapons and ammunition will also be sent to Jin-Sui Military Region in Shanxi.

As for the batch of weapons and ammunition stored in the mountain cave outside, I'm afraid it won't be easy to retrieve them under the current conditions.

Perhaps in another ten days or half a month, when the situation in Shanghai has eased, it will be much easier to retrieve them."

With an order, the soldiers of the Special Operations Company arranged the sentry posts.

They immediately began to rest.

These people had been tired all night, and now they didn't need to look for beds at all.

Everyone squeezed into the room and fell asleep with their backs against the wall.

Director Pan Hannian saw that the sky was already slightly bright and hurriedly said goodbye.

His identity was no secret in Shanghai, so he couldn't appear here.

If someone with ulterior motives discovered that he had appeared in this place, the secret of this warehouse would definitely be dug out by them.

Of Pan's group, only one person was left behind, and he was the shopkeeper who rented this warehouse.

He was the only one who had come forward from beginning to end.

He could relax a little.

Lin Fan once again sent out a clear-text telegram: "My unit launched an attack on the Japanese Shanghai Jiangwan Temporary Airport in the early morning of November 3rd.

Destroyed thirty-three enemy aircraft. Thirteen oil tankers, one anti-aircraft artillery position.

Killed nearly five hundred Japanese devils!

My unit suffered one injury!"

This telegram alarmed many forces in the country.

The radio station in northern Shaanxi that specially guarded this frequency to monitor also received this telegram.

This telegram was passed in the morning breeze in the hands of several men taking a walk.

Li Desheng said happily, "The whole year's work depends on a good start in spring, and the whole day's work on a good start in the morning.

Receiving such an exciting telegram in the morning is really good news!"

After speaking, he read it out loudly: "My unit launched an attack on the Japanese Shanghai Jiangwan Temporary Airport in the early morning of November 3rd.

Destroyed thirty-three enemy aircraft. Thirteen oil tankers, one anti-aircraft artillery position.

Killed nearly five hundred Japanese devils!

My unit suffered one injury!"

"Delightful! Delightful!" Enlai, who was walking with him, also said with a smile.

Commander Zhu's voice: "My unit suffered one injury! These five words will drive the Japanese devils crazy.

The Japanese devils probably never imagined that their five hundred casualties would only result in one injury on our side."

Li Desheng also said with a smile: "This 'my unit' is used well!

Which unit is 'my unit'? It's too easy to lead people to imagine things.

We shouldn't stand up and reveal this secret. It's good to have a little more mystery in the world."

They already knew that this "my unit" was Lin Fan's special forces.

And they also knew that besides the few of them, the only other person who knew this news was Director Pan Hannian in Shanghai.

The outside world knew nothing about this "my unit."

"Tell Comrade Pan Hannian: The secrecy of my unit also needs to be strictly maintained.

In the future, communication with Comrade Li Xian should be kept on a single-line basis."

When Chiang Kai-shek saw this telegram at breakfast, combined with the report from the National Revolutionary Army guarding the direction of Wenzao Creek last night.

He also confirmed the authenticity of this clear-text telegram sent out by "my unit" in his heart.

He savored every word in the telegram, feeling that today's breakfast was more delicious than usual.

It was as if the words on the telegram could be used as a condiment.

After breakfast, he said to himself, "Eliminating five hundred enemies and only one injury to ourselves.

Which unit is this 'my unit'?"

At least ten generals were thinking about this question now!

Among them were generals on various battlefields in Shanghai.

When Chen Cheng saw this clear-text telegram, he was very shocked: "Eliminating five hundred enemies and destroying thirty-three enemy aircraft? Only one injury to ourselves? Such a ratio of casualties is simply...

beyond description."

Looking at others and comparing them to the troops under his command, he felt deeply ashamed.

He once again suggested to Chiang Kai-shek that it was time to consider a long-term war of resistance.

From now on, the combat effectiveness of the troops should be preserved, and they should gradually retreat in an orderly manner.

Retreat to the Wu-Fu Line and the Xi-Cheng Line to protect the safety of Nanjing.

They could no longer continue to defend western Shanghai.

This suggestion was rejected again by Chiang Kai-shek on the grounds that the League of Nations and the Nine-Power Treaty were about to convene a meeting.

Being able to defend both western and southern Shanghai would enhance international prestige.

Therefore, he was determined to defend Luxi until the international conference concluded and passed a resolution condemning Japanese aggression.

The defending troops would then retreat towards Hangzhou.

Since the President had given instructions, the generals below could only execute them.

These few days of peace were like the calm before the storm, but not a single National Revolutionary Army general felt this.

The fire at Jiangwan Airport, of course, aroused the interest of many people.

This time, there was no need to gamble. The seaplane of the United States parked next to the Augusta on the Huangpu River took off.

This time, the Japanese navy's aircraft still didn't dare to intercept it, allowing the plane to circle over Jiangwan Airport.

This plane was obviously fearless, repeatedly flying at low altitude.

It really did discover the two roads of blood outside the airport, one located not far outside the airport gate, and the other located outside the northern part of the airport.

The road of blood in the northern part of the airport was full of huge craters, clearly indicating that the team that was attacked in this position suffered heavy casualties!

This was seriously inconsistent with "my unit"'s claim of one injury!

Taking the questions and photos back to report, the American plane submitted this issue.

At this time, the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters already knew the whole story.

This was because when Jiangwan Airport was attacked, Commander Yanagishita sent a battalion to support it.

As a result, it was severely dealt with by the navy as an attacking force.

More than a thousand imperial soldiers were killed or injured!

This misunderstanding was a bit deep!

Matsui Iwane's head ached: he didn't know how to deal with such a thing.

The navy wasn't wrong: in the case of poor visibility at night, they bombed the area around the airport to protect the airport from being attacked again.

The bomber group wasn't wrong either. They saw a team moving on the ground first, so of course they had to bomb them.

Commander Yanagishita felt wronged: It's all my fault!

I shouldn't have sent a team to rescue Jiangwan Airport, and I shouldn't have sent troops to rescue the navy!

This matter was really a problem!

The encounter of the Yanagishita Regiment spread throughout the entire imperial army and navy.

The army departments warned each other: Under no circumstances could they rescue the navy idiots when something happened! Commander Yanagishita was the result.

The navy was also spreading rumors: The army fools were indeed army fools, even more foolish than fools, so foolish that they died.

That's why a whole battalion of fools died!

The navy's combat power was much stronger than the army's.

Anyway, the contradictions between the navy and the army weren't a matter of a day or two.

They looked down on each other, so it was good for them to argue.

At least they wouldn't come looking for his trouble.

Matsui Iwane gently breathed a sigh of relief.

The successive attacks on two airports not only hit the empire's morale.

More importantly, the loss of more than a hundred aircraft was really bleeding the empire dry!

On the entire battlefield, the sky, which was originally dominated by the imperial air force, had now become evenly matched again.

The National Revolutionary Army aircraft, which originally didn't dare to appear in the skies over Shanghai, actually appeared in the skies over Shanghai an hour after "my unit" sent out the clear-text telegram.

The National Revolutionary Army had sent out a reconnaissance plane to specifically check the truth of the news.

Being able to fly back and forth completely, the tragic state of Hongqiao Airport and Jiangwan Airport was all seen.

The destruction of the two airports didn't mean that all of the Japanese devils' aircraft had been shot down.

They still had several airports on the opposite island, plus the aircraft on the four aircraft carriers, there were still more than two hundred of them.

It would be great if all of these aircraft could be shot down.

This was a beautiful wish!

It was just that Lin Fan and his Special Operations Company soldiers had not yet received this wish!

Lin Fan and the entire Special Operations Company soldiers had a good rest all morning.

They didn't need to eat dry food and canned goods for lunch today.

The shopkeeper who rented this warehouse had already purchased large carts of grain and meat.

He couldn't ask outsiders to do the cooking without Lin Fan's instructions.

Lin Fan couldn't bear to wake up the soldiers who were still fast asleep. He was also good at cooking.

Men in the new society and the new era would have points deducted when looking for a wife if they couldn't cook.

A person like Lin Fan, of course, wouldn't allow himself to have points deducted. Not only could he cook, but he also cooked very well.

Lin Fan had also been a cook for half a year!

He cooked big pot meals and big pot dishes for more than a hundred people all by himself.

He had also put in a lot of thought and effort.

It wasn't until lunchtime that Lin Fan called all the soldiers up.

These soldiers looked at the tables for eight people, with a large basin of rice, two large basins of dishes, and a basin of soup on each table.

They didn't know that Lin Fan had made this, only those few soldiers who had returned from sentry duty knew the inside story.

The Special Operations Company, after eating lunch, didn't need to sleep anymore.

All the weapons they had moved in the morning needed to be wiped and maintained.

Last night, the Special Operations Company had nearly five hundred newly seized weapons, plus the weapons they used themselves.

There were more than six hundred weapons that needed to be maintained, which was nearly five weapons per person.

As for tonight, Lin Fan still had to retrieve his things.

Lin Fan didn't do anything special, he also needed to maintain his weapons.

While wiping the weapons, Lin Fan said to Li Xian, "Instructor! Think of a way to find out where Zhang Xiaolin will be tonight?

We also have to get our things back."

Li Xian understood: "The company commander doesn't want to wait even a day longer!"

Of course, Li Xian was the most suitable person in the entire Special Operations Company to find out information.

Li Xian accepted this mission without hesitation.

He didn't even leave the warehouse, he just made a phone call to Director Pan.

Then he left with Chen Sichuan and Feng Junya.

Li Xian had only been away from the newspaper office for a few days, and most people didn't know where he had gone these days.

For the reporters in the newspaper office, it was common for them not to show up for a few days.

When Li Xian walked in the concession again, this time was different from yesterday.

Lin Fan looked at the Special Operations Company soldiers, who were working hard to wipe the weapons.

They were all discussing how colorful the outside world was.

He said with a smile, "Everyone, maintain your weapons first. We won't focus on training this afternoon.

Each person will be given five yuan to go to Shanghai to see the world."

This time, the soldiers of the Special Operations Company were even more motivated.

An hour later, all six hundred weapons had been wiped clean. Lin Fan specially checked to see how well the soldiers had wiped them.

After checking, he said, "Squad One and the direct subordinate team will stay behind to guard the warehouse,

the rest of the squads will be free to move around in units of squads."

Lin Fan said to several squad leaders, "I'm handing the people over to you completely, you must bring them back to me completely, without missing a single one."

Liu Laopao guaranteed, "Company commander, we'll just take a look outside, just one look and then we'll come back."

Lin Fan smiled, "Go play! Remember to come back before dark."

He gave each of the squad leaders a prepared map: "Can you read the map?"

Jia Shusheng pointed to a point that had already been marked on the map and asked, "Is this point our current location?"

Lin Fan: "Yes! Remember the place name, if you really can't find your way back,

call a rickshaw to send you back!

You pay for the fare yourselves!"

Liu Laopao laughed, "I have legs, with the money for a car, I'd rather order another dish."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of the twice-cooked pork he had eaten at noon: "Company commander! Will there be meat dishes for dinner at noon?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, he couldn't help but become angry: "I don't believe you don't want to eat it for dinner?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Was it delicious? If you want to eat it, come back early for dinner, don't make me come out looking for you!"

Liu Laopao said with a smile, "Let's have some wine too tonight!"

Lin Fan didn't smile this time: "There can't be any tonight, everyone's watches are still in other people's hands.

If we drink alcohol and miss the main event, it won't be worth it."

This time, Liu Laopao immediately changed his tune: "No drinking, no eating, I'll just go out and see the world."

As soon as he said this, the entire Special Operations Company soldiers laughed.