People on the south bank of Suzhou River stopped and looked up at the top of the Sihang Warehouse on the north side of Hebei. It was not until this time that they discovered that there was a Chinese army standing on the top of the warehouse.

"The Chinese army is still there! They have not left, and Shanghai still has our Chinese army."

Someone shouted in the crowd, and his voice was very excited.

"It's indeed our Chinese army..."

People showed surprises on their faces, and the Chinese army was still in Shanghai.

A four or five-year-old girl squatting on her father's shoulder gave a different military salute to the Chinese soldiers in the Sihang Warehouse. Her five fingers with her right hand were white and fat, and she held a string of candied haws in her left hand. Her eyes were black and her two small braids were cute. She immediately infected many people. She imitated her appearance and saluted the Chinese soldiers on the top of the warehouse, shouting in unison: "Long live China!"

"Long live China!"

Xie Jinyuan looked at the people who were stopping on the south bank. His face was solemn, his eyes were red, and he saluted a military salute.

"Long live China!"

Zhou Zhihan was excited and looked at Nanban with all the soldiers and saluted.

After Xie Jinyuan finished his companionship, he turned to face the soldiers: "Now, our troops are left here to protect themselves in the whole of Shanghai. This is our glory! Our troops will be respected by all Chinese people in the future history! Each of you will be honored by the supreme glory and will be remembered by history forever."

Some of the soldiers were filled with tears, some looked solemn, and some looked dull and dodged.

"This is our last position in Shanghai. Because we are here, Shanghai is still there." Xie Jinyuan pointed to the battle of the No. 214 ship, "because of the existence of this fighter jet, the sky of Shanghai is still the sky of the Chinese Air Force.

Husband Xu Guo is a glorious life!

Tomorrow, the Japanese will launch an attack. They arrogantly said that they would take down the Sihang Warehouse in three hours. We would let the Japanese blood flow into a river and let them fall to the front of our position like a mountain of corpses.

We want the people of China to see it and let the whole world know that China still has hope and China will not perish!”

"China will not perish!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, touching the people on the south bank of Suzhou River again.

Night falls.

The lights are on, and there is a prosperous place across the Suzhou River. Under the neon lights, singing and dancing are rising, and there are many people who enjoy it.

In the darkness on the river bank, there are also many passionate Chinese people looking at the tall building on the other side of the river, monitoring the Japanese every move for the Chinese army.

From the outside, the Sihang Warehouse was as quiet as dark as death, like a castle that exuded the breath of death, surrounded by corpses that were not too late to be cleaned, several military vehicles were still burning, and the fires burning the bodies were still burning with fireworks emitting an unpleasant smell. The eyes of the wild dogs and night cats flashed in the dark, making people on the other side of the river shudder.

More than a dozen snipers were distributed on every floor of the Sihang Warehouse, monitoring the surroundings.

The Japanese army in the distance did keep their promises and did not attack. They were enjoying a sumptuous dinner, drinking and smoking by the bonfire, surrounding a few women in Japanese kimono danced their ethnic dances, laughing and laughing, and treating this place as their land.

The snipers in the Sixing Warehouse could only grit their teeth.

Chief Xie ordered that as long as the Japanese keep their promises and do not launch an attack, everyone will remain vigilant and not be allowed to shoot. Our current task is to delay time as much as possible, because the Brussels Conference will be held in four days. Our army's mission is to let the whole world see that the Chinese soldiers have not given up on resistance, because Shanghai is still there with us.

In the warehouse.

basement.

Xie Jinyuan stood in front of the table, with the structure of the Sihang Warehouse on it, and several officers including Zhou Zhihan, Yang Ruifu, Shangguan Zhibiao, Deng Ying, Lei Xiong, etc.

At this time, the highest military rank in the entire four groups of warehouses was Colonel Zhou Zhihan, but he knew nothing about the battle and defense except flying the plane, and obeyed the arrangements of Lieutenant Colonel Xie Jinyuan.

Xie Jinyuan had met Zhou Zhihan at Hongqiao Airport. He knew that he was generous, so he refused to refuse and arranged defense tasks.

"Captain Zhou!" Deng Ying, the company commander of the second company, chewed dry steamed buns in his mouth, took a sip of cold water from the marching kettle, and said to Zhou Zhihan, "Our fighter planes are parked on the roof. I am worried that the Japanese will fire a sneak attack."

Deng Ying was tall and thin, but his bones revealed a strong spirit of a soldier who refused to give in. Like the company commander Shangguan Zhibiao, he fought bravely in the Battle of Shanghai, and had several bullet wounds on his body.

"Before I came, the command center had concluded that the Japanese would not, and they did not dare to fire and attack Sihang Warehouse, but the Japanese might use planes to cause psychological intimidation to my defenders.

So, the Air Force Headquarters sent me here and sent newspapers to let the whole world know that I challenged the entire Japanese aviation force alone and forced the Japanese to use ace to fight me in the air.

Last time, I killed the Japanese ace pilot Shiro Yamashita in front of observers from all over the world, and made Hasegawa Kiyoshita burn his hair in a mess. The Japanese had long wanted to find an opportunity to defeat me in the air and avenge my previous shame.

In this way, the defenders of our Sihang Warehouse will greatly reduce the threat from the Japanese air, and at the same time let foreigners see that our Chinese Air Force has not withdrawn from the sky of Shanghai. The sky of Shanghai is still in the hands of our Chinese Air Force."

Everyone nodded when they heard this. They had never understood why the Air Force sent the chief instructor to support him alone.

Zhou Zhihan continued.

"Although the Japanese are cunning and vicious and do some shameless things secretly, they are sometimes arrogant and abide by the Bushido spirit when facing public opinion from all sides.

The Japanese army believed that our troops were not worth mentioning and could be easily defeated.

Therefore, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese army, General Matsui Ishione, is more willing to launch an attack during the day, defeat our troops in front of the Chinese people, attack all the confidence of China's anti-Japanese military and civilians, and at the same time show the world their strength."

Xie Jinyuan nodded, and the analysis of the General Command was the same as his. He pointed at the structural diagram of the Sihang Warehouse: "Look, on the other side of our shore is the concession area of ​​Western countries, where many senior foreign observers are staring at the every move of the Japanese and our army.

Moreover, the Sihang Warehouse is covered with gas pipelines. Once it is hit by a shell, it will definitely cause a big explosion, and none of the Western buildings on the south bank of Suzhou River will be spared.

The Japanese said that war will not start until 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. If they openly fire their guns and bomb our fighter jets, it is equivalent to admitting to the whole world that the Japanese air force is afraid of our Chinese Air Force, which will damage the reputation of the emperor and lose trust in the world.

On November 3, the Nine-Country Convention Conference will be held in Brussels. The Japanese dare not publicly offend Western countries. If they fire, if they hurt the expatriates and property of Western countries, it will inevitably cause disputes, and it is possible to fight with Western countries."

At this moment, Xie Jinyuan's orderly soldier Wan Lianqing knocked on the door and walked in: "Sir, 500 meters ahead of our army's warehouse, the Japanese army built rows of wooden stakes, each of which was hanging a Chinese soldier, who was being slapped by the Japanese army's stake."

The company commander Shangguan Zhibiao slapped the table and cursed: "The Japanese devils are sinister and vicious, and they actually used this despicable means to shake our morale!"
Chapter completed!