Heaven helps

  Old Wang's left shoulder was injured, although it wasn't serious but still something had pierced through. It was inevitable that his movements were not convenient.

  In the darkness, Old Wang heard a faint sound of footsteps to his left. He realized that it might be the enemy attacking. Old Wang quickly lit a Molotov cocktail in the foxhole and threw it out with a "whoosh" sound. To be honest, at this moment, Old Wang also put life and death aside. Just as the Molotov cocktail hit the ground and caused a huge fire all around, some vague yellow shadows could be seen. Then several incendiary bombs were thrown out in various directions.

  The machine gun on the three-linked position fired. Old Wang felt that the machine gun fire had already hit his front. Old Wang rolled back and tumbled into a shell hole behind him. In this way, Old Wang crawled and ran back to the three-linked position.

  Deng Lianchang patted Old Wang's shoulder and said: "Old Wang is good, I'll give you credit for this."

  Old Wang looked at Deng Lianchang and sighed: "You think you can drive back the devils who are attacking tonight with just two incendiary bombs?"

  As expected, the devils aren't stupid, most of them avoided the incendiary bombs. A few dozen meters wide and several hundred meters long attack zone. Just a few incendiary bombs really aren't enough to see. As soon as the devils left the range of the incendiary bombs, the machine guns started firing blindly. This is crazy! The devils are resisting sporadically. As long as they fire a shot, they get ten times their firepower suppressed in return.

  Old Wang was certain that those little devils who dared to fight back were all lying quietly in their foxholes.

  Your attack won't cause much damage. Their purpose is just to attract your firepower.

  Deng Ying also saw that things were not going well. He ordered the soldiers of the 3rd company to fix bayonets on their rifles. At this critical moment, the phone rang. It was Xie Jin Yuan calling. The front and right flank positions had encountered the same situation. Xie Jin Yuan did not use the lives of his soldiers to try to hold out until dawn. He also knew that with just a few hundred men under his command, it was a pipe dream to try to defeat the enemy with bayonets.

  Xie Jin-yuan ordered his troops to retreat to the first floor of the warehouse. Preserve your strength.

  Comrades still cherish their own lives, and upon hearing the news of retreat, they hurriedly ran away.

  Old Wang ran back into the warehouse and found several boy scouts still making Molotov cocktails.

  Old Wang said to Yang Huimin and others, "The situation here is too urgent. The number of Molotov cocktails is almost exhausted. You several people first return to the concession from the passage made of sacks. Remember not to send anything over again. The most important thing is to mobilize the masses. This warehouse will eventually be lost. But as long as we Chinese resist, we will definitely win this war."

  Old Wang suddenly remembered a scene from the movie where there was such a shot. Old Wang then learned and sold it on the spot. One by one, he shook hands with the little boy scouts, saying very solemnly: "Thank you, thank you."

  It seems that I will have to stay with the warehouse until death. The children don't understand that Old Wang is waging a psychological war at this time! Their eyes are all red, and they also seem willing to stay behind.

  Old Wang thought that he might as well ask you to stay. Putting the few of you back on the other side can mobilize the masses again. We will be more secure after crossing the river in the future.

  Old Wang continued to say: "You can't stay here, because you're still young. You have experience in mobilizing the masses. Remember that the war against Japan is a people's war for the whole nation. Each of you will go back and do a good job in mobilizing the masses. Yang Huimin has some photos and materials here, as well as the list of names of the 800 brave soldiers guarding this warehouse. You will make good use of them."

  Yang Huimin nodded with tears in her eyes.

  Several boy scouts crossed the river under the escort of a few soldiers. In their eyes, everyone who stayed on this side would eventually become a martyr. So they returned to the other side of the river and spread the anti-Japanese sentiment among the Shanghai people with 100 times more passion, causing the anti-Japanese enthusiasm of the Shanghai civilians to reach an unprecedented high. The boy scouts later joined the Kuomintang organization's anti-Japanese struggle behind enemy lines and all became backbone members.

  That's all after the event.

  Old Wang returned to the warehouse and distributed all the incendiary bottles to the warriors. He told them to fiercely attack the outer perimeter they had built themselves. Today, China's gods also showed their might, blowing winds that completely defied aerodynamic principles. The flames burned so fiercely that the little devils couldn't advance an inch. Even the air around the fire was consumed by the massive blaze. **Even those inside the building were suffocating. The devils' attack wasn't going well either. One by one, they were scorched and covered in dust.

  Some even coughed. Hei Da Ge took a machine gun from upstairs and swept it, saying strangely while sweeping: "It turns out that the little devils can also cough! I thought they were not human!"

  Old Wang is so cold!

  The devils thought they had taken the position after a night raid. The tanks came again, crushing over from the already burned and scattered positions.

  Rushed to the bottom of the warehouse together. Wanted to smash the wall. The warriors waited for the enemy's tanks to come up, and the incendiary bottles in their hands all flew out. As a result, there were just a few more fried chickens.

  One of the enemy's small teams seemed to have broken through the machine gun fire and arrived at the corner of the left and right positions. This was a blind spot for the machine gun and mortar fire. The devils used high explosives to blast a large hole in the wall. The devils were overjoyed, thinking they could break in from this opening. As a result, a small team of devils rushed in and was completely annihilated by the tank's firepower, which had been ambushing them at the corner.

  The sky was already dimly lit. It seemed that the incoming company of devils would soon be wiped out. The Japanese commander, who knew he couldn't hold on, ordered a car loaded with wood to charge into the fire and rush towards the bottom of the warehouse.

  This trick is quite sinister. The little devil poured gasoline on the wood and ignited it after a fire broke out. Then he crashed the car into the bottom of the warehouse. This fire attack really has a bit of Zhuge Liang's Red Cliffs Battle flavor to it.

  But this move has scared Old Wang silly. There's no such trick in history! Otherwise, he should have prepared some fire extinguishers or something. He was greedy for a moment of pleasure and made a big mistake.

  At this point, Xie Jin Yuan showed his professional military side. He ordered the troops to flatten all the sand on the building and throw it away. He ordered the soldiers to use shovels to push the burning wood far away from the warehouse fire.

  These measures alleviated the spread of the fire to some extent, but the big fire was still not extinguished.

  Just then, thunder rumbled in the sky. In an instant, heavy rain poured down. Old Wang stood on the second floor, smiling foolishly to himself, thinking: "Good fortune comes with many helpers, even the heavens are assisting me."

  The crowd on the other side of the river shouted loudly in the heavy rain, as if heaven was manifesting itself.

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  The frontline commander in the Japanese headquarters sighed: "Heaven's will, heaven's will. Order the troops to stop attacking. I'll go apologize to General Matsui myself."

  The sky was bright. The headquarters of the 3rd Division of the Japanese Army. Lieutenant General Osami Kori, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese army, stood in front of him with a samurai sword placed on his desk.

  The silence was broken by a low voice.

  "Major General Ono, your attacks on the Four Row Warehouse yesterday and today have been a great disappointment to us. It is a shame for the Great Japanese Empire. I think that if I were you, after losing my basic troops, I would choose seppuku."

  Ono's sweat came down instantly after hearing this sentence. In fact, most Japanese officers were not as crazy as in the movies, they still cherished their own lives.

  "Never mind. Let him keep his life and continue to serve the Emperor! I'll give you a battalion, attack again this afternoon, and I request naval aircraft to provide you with cannon support." An aged voice said:

  The young military officer who spoke first said loudly: "General, please think thrice. If this failed commander is still alive, it will have a great impact on the morale of our army."

  The older general smiled and said: "Kokufu, you are sometimes too cruel to your subordinates. There is a saying in Chinese culture called 'En Wei Bing Shi'."

  The young general bowed his head and said in a low voice: "It's what Teacher Matsui taught us." But his eyes still betrayed his true thoughts.

  It is cruel and bloody.

  Just then, a staff officer came in from outside and whispered a few words into Song's ear. Song told him to go down first. Turning around, he said to the several people beside him: "The British have arrived. They are preparing to let the Chinese troops who are stubbornly defending the Sihang Warehouse retreat to the concession area. What do you think?"

  "Sir, this is an insult to the Imperial Japanese Army. If we can't annihilate these Chinese troops in the warehouse, our 3rd Division will become a laughing stock of the Imperial General Headquarters."

  Matsui Shigenori still knew his disciple well. He was a fervent militarist. In his mind, the Imperial Army could never fail. People like him should encounter some setbacks.

  Matsui Ishkon said: "Well, this British man has been here before"

  A friend of mine at the Foreign Ministry told me that it's better not to offend the British for the time being. And this will be beneficial to both sides."

  Tanaka Tofu, enraged, stepped forward and cursed: "Those idiots sitting in Tokyo know nothing. When we win a battle, they wave flags and cheer for us. As soon as we lose one, they stab us in the back before the Emperor."

  Matsui Ishikane stretched out his hand and stopped Tanaka Toshio from continuing to speak.

  Matsui Ishizuka, leaning on the hilt of his sword, stood up and said: "I'll give you four hours to organize an attack. If it fails, it will prove that taking this fortress-style position will come at a great cost. It's better for us to let these Chinese soldiers cross the river. If you capture the fortress, I'll give you credit for one merit."

  "Hey, I will definitely not betray the trust of our commander!"

  After finishing speaking, he walked away.

  Matsui Ishikone shouted and added a sentence

  "You can mobilize all the resources of the teacher's group. Go ahead."

  Tanaka Toshio took orders and left.

  The scene cuts to inside the warehouse, where Xie Jin-yuan hands the telegram in his hand to Old Wang.

  Old Wang looked around and said: "The retreat order has finally been issued. Now what we need to do is electrify the whole of Shanghai, we swear to live or die with the warehouse."

  Xie Jin-yuan shouted to the telegraph operator: "Send it just as Old Wang said."

  Old Wang said: "I still have to go back and call the priest over. At that time, we can openly enter his church."

  Old Wang walked back while thinking, this retreat telegram was one day earlier than the one in history. The butterfly effect really exists.

  Lao Wang arrived at the concession and returned to the newspaper office, handing over the withdrawal telegram and the collective declaration of the four warehouse soldiers to the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief hastily ordered people to intensify printing.

  Old Wang ran to the riverbank and Yang Huimin was also there. Old Wang remembered the song event. Yang Huimin handed an old Wang a large bag and said, "Many young composers saw your call for songs and wrote songs. Among them, I think several are good."

  Old Wang fainted as soon as he saw the bill. The songs and authors on it were also too outrageous.

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