Night Raid at 10

  Xie Jin Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this ( Summit! Tianmen!)

  Old Wang continued: "I reckon the Nanjing government's withdrawal order will be issued in a few days. You first give them an advance warning. Tell those guys that you and your troops are going to share life and death with the Fourth Warehouse."

  Xie Jin-yuan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Old Wang knew that for a high-ranking officer like him, disobeying orders for one day was already extremely difficult, so he shouldn't expect him to do anything more outrageous.

  Old Wang continued: "I know a priest on the concession side. At that time, I brought him over to this side of the river. Let the church announce to the outside world that the priest has come to the front line to persuade Chinese soldiers for the safety of the people in the concession. Then at this time, we will express that we have been called by God and are willing to withdraw from the battle to preserve more lives. So we will be on the side of the church. The guns still need to be handed over, but the British authorities dare not do anything to us. After we arrive safely in the concession, we can think about how to leave."

  Xie Jin-yuan expressed skepticism about Lao Wang's idea.

  "Can the priest have such a great influence on politics?"

  Old Wang smiled and said, "You don't quite understand the influence of Christianity on England. In medieval England, it was said that divine power came first and secular power second. Although the church's power has weakened now, a thin camel is still bigger than a horse. This plan is absolutely feasible."

  Xie Jin-yuan nodded in basic agreement.

  Old Wang pulled Xie Jin-yuan's hand, looked at the watch on his hand and said: "We still need to hold on here for twelve hours. If you have time, go rest."

  Xie Jin-yuan lay down on a makeshift bed in a corner of the barracks and fell asleep.

  Old Wang reminisced about the courses he had taken and the books he had read. The Japanese at least still had some historical means that hadn't been used yet. Tonight's night raid, and also using the machine guns on planes, setting fires. Some things Old Wang couldn't think of how to respond to. Old Wang thought: anyway, when soldiers come we'll defend, when water comes we'll dam it up. What's there to fear? Might as well get a good sleep.

  Lao Wang slipped back to the three companies' garrison, and told Deng Lianzhang to pass on a false order that the regimental headquarters wanted them to be vigilant against night raids. Deng Lianzhang immediately arranged for sentries to be posted openly and secretly. After inspecting the arrangements, Lao Wang felt at ease and fell asleep.

  An explosion woke up Old Wang. The explosion came from the direction of the main position. No one answered when calling the battalion, so Commander Deng told Old Wang to go take a look in that direction. Old Wang crouched down and crept over there.

  All the officers and soldiers on the main battlefield surrounded in a circle. Old Wang was puzzled, what's going on, are they dropping handkerchiefs? Standing so densely, aren't they afraid that the enemy's shells will have a low hit rate?

  Old Wang separated a few soldiers and walked into the crowd (War King of Kings). In the middle of the crowd was a corpse, Old Wang looked at this soldier's clothes and couldn't think of any soldier who wore such clothes.

  It wasn't until Old Wang saw the equipment of this group of soldiers that he suddenly realized.

  "Compass, compressed biscuits, German-made submachine gun, directional explosives" It seems that the Japanese army does not have this kind of equipment. These people should be Japan's special forces. It looks like these Japanese are trying to sneak into the warehouse and blow a hole in it, or use a heart-stabbing tactic to take out the highest command center.

  "Who took out these special forces?" Old Wang asked.

  To know that the quality of Japanese soldiers before the war was higher than **, among which Japan's special forces were the best. According to the explosion sound just now, both sides didn't even fire a shot. It was just with hand grenades that they killed the Japanese special forces, this person is awesome!

  The person next to him replied: "The brothers are piecing together the corpse of Xiao Shengzi."

  Old Wang didn't understand what was going on. He glanced sideways and saw that Xie Jin-yuan was also in the group, so he asked: "What's going on?"

  Xie Jin-yuan didn't say anything.

  The moonlight shone on Xie Jin Yuan's face

  He burst into tears.

  The warrior next to him knew that Old Wang was a journalist and explained: "Xiaoshengzi's full name is Chen Shusheng. He was a new recruit who came to supplement the troops after this battle ended. Today, he was on duty at the dark sentry post on the second floor. The devils didn't know how they snuck in. Judging from the situation at the scene, Xiaoshengzi discovered that the devils were burying explosives when it was already too late to call others. Xiaoshengzi was originally a scholar. His shooting and bayonet skills were poor. I estimate he couldn't think of any other way, so he pulled the hand grenade on his chest, jumped down from the second floor, and smashed it onto the devil's head. Then, he tightly hugged the devil."

  Most people present here were in tears. Old Wang felt he was quite cruel.

  Lao Wang also took a few photos of the hero's remains with a flashlight, regardless of the danger of exposing his whereabouts.

  Old Wang suddenly remembered the text "Who is the most lovely person" that he learned when he was a kid. The text wrote about the volunteer army fighting against American imperialism in Korea. Now, Old Wang thinks that whether it's the Liberation Army or the Nationalist Party's troops, they were all great when fighting against the devils, this is the national spirit deeply rooted in the bones of the Chinese nation, sacrificing life for righteousness.

  Xie Jin Yuan dispersed the crowd and returned to the team department alone. Old Wang followed from behind.

  As soon as he entered the team department, Xie Jin-yuan said to Old Wang: "I promised you that I would resist the order. This time is true. Last time was just a formality. Maybe I should really die here and take this place as my grave."

  Old Wang knew he couldn't yell at him anymore. He estimated that the devils would launch a surprise attack like they did in history and followed up with a sentence saying: "Even if you consider this your grave, you'll still drag down a few devils to hell to be our slaves."

  Xie Jin-yuan shouted loudly: "Right! How did I end up here blaming myself? I'll go inspect the battlefield now."

  Old Wang blocked him and asked: "What if the devils launch a surprise attack under the cover of night?"

  Xie Jin Yuan stared blankly and said: "Just defend as usual."

  Old Wang shook his head and said, "Our troops are very tired, the little devils are taking turns coming up. From what happened earlier, it's not just the army, the navy is also involved. The casualties are severe. If the little devils are willing to pay a price, we'll lose the outer perimeter tonight."

  Xie Jin-yuan looked at Old Wang with a strange expression in his eyes. Old Wang knew that Commander Xie did not understand why his own Huangpu Fourth Period graduates were no match for a foreign journalist on the battlefield?

  Old Wang thought: I have several decades of war experience more than you? The old-fashioned tactics you used, we've studied them many times in class.

  Lao Wang looked at Xie Jin Yuan and saw that he wasn't speaking, so he continued: "I think we should give up the outer perimeter."

  Xie Jin-yuan was already used to Old Wang's explosive suggestions, his nerves had become accustomed to the shock but still spoke in an unnatural tone: "Giving up the outer defenses, how can we still hold on (Net Game - Fierce Guardian of Home)? The devils only need to break through our three machine gun fire lines' dead angle and blow us up."

  Old Wang shook his head and spread out his hands.

  "It's all going to be thrown away anyway. Let me tell you a way, see if it works for you. Didn't we roast two phoenix chickens?"

  Old Wang mentioned this matter, and Xie Jin-yuan couldn't help but laugh. During the day, he ordered all the new recruits to go and open those two "begging chickens". As soon as the tank cover was opened, a very fragrant smell wafted out. The old soldiers' faces turned green. They were on the verge of vomiting, while the new recruits still didn't know what was going on. By the time the regimental commander called them to go down and come back up, they had all vomited uncontrollably. Many people vowed never to eat chicken again in their lives. Commander Xie knew that the only way to get the new recruits to overcome their fear of war was to make them watch more. Old Wang's trick greatly increased the new recruits' resistance.

  Old Wang took one look at Commander Xie's expression and knew that this guy had another crooked idea. He continued to say: "Block the two tanks in the corner. As long as the Japanese army blasts open the corner, they will find another steel wall inside."

  Xie Jin Yuan nodded and said: "This idea is not bad. However, I don't understand what direct benefits you have in giving up the position?"

  Old Wang sighed in his heart: Isn't it a good thing to be able to retain the vitality of life? Isn't it a good thing that your old soldiers can die with more value? But how could he say these things to Xie Jin Yuan?

  Old Wang took down a book of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" from the bookshelf and asked: "You like 'Three Kingdoms'?"

  Xie Jin Yuan replied: "En."

  "You should know that after Zhuge Liang set fire to Bowang Slope, he also set fire to Xinye."

  Xie Jin-yuan explained: "That's because they still have room for strategic maneuvering. But where can we transfer to? I still think it's inadvisable to give up the outer defenses."

  Old Wang waved his hand and interrupted Xie Jin Yuan

  "I'm now a Japanese military commander, I'd choose to launch a night raid and order all soldiers to wrap their bodies in black cloth. We'll attack at dawn when there's no moonlight. By the time we reach your camp, you'll still be fast asleep. Even if you discover us, I'll order the entire army not to fire a single shot. With such a large frontal assault, where would you even find targets to shoot? The accuracy of blind shooting is minimal anyway. Once we reach the designated distance, everyone will charge with bayonets. What happens next doesn't need to be said."

  Old Wang said with a self-deprecating smile: "You are the commander, how to fight is up to you. I'm not even a soldier. I just give my opinions."

  Xie Jin Yuan looked very stubborn. Old Wang secretly sighed in his heart. He couldn't tell him that his brother was a time traveler from the future. Everything he said was history.

  "Let's just do our best and leave the rest to fate!" Old Wang thought to himself:

  Xie Jin-yuan ignored the advice and Old Wang returned alone to the camp of San Lian.

  Old Wang stood alone, staring blankly with his gun. It turned out that crossing over wasn't as cool as he had imagined it would be. The past few days had been smooth sailing and he thought everything was fine. But today, after clearing up the situation, no one believed him. Thinking about this, Old Wang let out a sigh. In his previous life, he wanted to make more money to gain recognition and make his parents happy. Now, however, he had lost his sense of purpose in life. He didn't know what he would do after guarding this warehouse.

  Mix, mix one day is one day. Consult with Deng Lianchang yourself. Bring a few incendiary bottles out of the array alone, and throw incendiary bombs into the crowd as soon as the devils launch a night attack. Machine guns will collect small devils under the firelight.

  Deng Lianchang attaches great importance to Old Wang's suggestion and dispatches several soldiers to hide in a certain shell hole in the middle of the battlefield. As soon as they spot the enemy, they throw incendiary bottles.

  Old Wang took advantage of the night to find a relatively large crater in between the two armies and crouched down. Old Wang had practiced yoga for a period in his past life. With his eyes closed, keeping his mind calm, he was very sensitive to the surroundings.

  It wasn't until it was almost dawn that the Japanese made a move. Old Wang knew that this period of time was the most dangerous, because it was the darkest moment of the entire night.