This morning on November 1st.

For everyone on this battlefield, they are undoubtedly in extremely complicated moods.

The Japanese are happy but with a little unwillingness.

Chinese people, with mixed expectations in sadness.

The Westerner quietly breathed a sigh of relief but was a little confused.

The Chinese who were still defending the throne yesterday ran away. Where else can they go besides the concession? The key is, as the masters, why don’t they know?

But no matter how complicated each person felt, the Japanese army finally occupied the Sihang Warehouse, which also means that the entire Songhu City District was completely under the control of the Japanese army.

The Chinese have not left, they are still looking forward to the miracle.

Maybe those brothers from the Guojun army will come out from somewhere to remember the Japanese!

If the Chinese think of this, of course, the Japanese cannot imagine that no matter how they have a brain, they have been rubbed on the ground by the warehouse guards for so many days, they have learned to be smarter!

At least 100 engineers entered the warehouse. Their mission was to search the entire warehouse. In addition to finding clues about where the defenders could run, more importantly, they were to find explosives that the defenders might have buried.

Hard work pays off, and the professional engineers of the Japanese army finally found what the Japanese colonel was worried about.

A full 100 kilograms of explosives and five or six boxes of grenades were buried by the Chinese two main load-bearing pillars in the center of the building.

The Chinese were smart but were mistaken for cleverness. They piled up a lot of potatoes there, thinking that this would make the experienced imperial engineers ignore that position?

The first floor was blown up like that, who would pile up precious food there at will?

The Japanese engineer lieutenant, who instinctively felt that there was something wrong, ordered the potatoes to be moved away. Wherever they knew that these potatoes that looked full of doubts were also dangerous.

There were thunders in the pile of potatoes. During the process of moving the potatoes, a grenade mixed with it raised blue smoke. Although the careful Japanese engineers roamed quickly enough, the potatoes that were knocked away by the grenade explosion were still terrifying.

If it weren't for the helmet protecting his head, the Japanese engineer lieutenant who dominated all this had reason to believe that it would definitely not be as simple as a full-headed bag.

There were four grenades in the two piles of potatoes, one of which was in a chain. It was blown away for more than twenty meters before it exploded, and the engineers who were ready to hide twenty meters away were killed directly.

The continuous "boom" explosions mobilized the somewhat lost Chinese people's emotions again.

The middle-aged man in suit and the rickshaw driver who had figured it out did not leave, and returned to the street corner, looking forward to waiting for the miracle to come back.

The Japanese infantry had already withdrawn from the warehouse according to military orders and waited for the engineers to clear the ground. When they heard the explosion inside, they all felt that their colonel was so wise and wise.

After paying the price of two deaths and one injury, the Japanese engineers, who were holding their heads to clear the obstacles for the combat soldiers, finally found the wires used for blasting, which were buried deep in the soil and extended beyond the warehouse until the other side of the river.

That may be because the Chinese think that using a thunder to detonate the explosives buried deep under the load-bearing column are not safe enough, so this method of detonation is used extra.

The despicable Westerners and Chinese Haga indeed conspired. After receiving this news, Fukuchijiro directly gave the Queen of the Sun-Down Empire to XX in his heart.

This also indirectly confirms the fact that the Chinese dive and run to the Western Concession last night.

Although the Chinese made mistakes to let the engineers find the location of the explosives, the more than 100 kilograms of explosives and the power of the hundreds of grenades that they placed would definitely blow up the Sihang Warehouse.

The reason why there was no more explosives installed and directly blowing a building away like last time is probably because it was too close to the concession and was their own relationship two hundred meters away. Or because it had been fighting for so long, the explosives had been almost used, so I didn’t see that the Chinese even used grenades!

Although there is no one in the warehouse and even the weapons are missing, it remains to be verified that after more than half an hour of searching, a basement of the Maxim heavy machine gun with more than a dozen boxes of grenades and damaged Maxim heavy machine guns, Sulutong machine guns, and two tunnels carefully disguised.

Also, a lot of oil was spilled everywhere in the warehouse, including non-flammable diesel and high volatile gasoline. Obviously, the Chinese who could not take away the oil wanted to let the fire ignite the oil to burn the warehouse.

But their attempt failed, and the solid shell of the warehouse blocked a large amount of artillery fire. Except for a few houses located near the outside, there were fire, but it was soon destroyed by the air waves.

Diesel that has penetrated into the soil on the ground is not so easy to ignite as long as it is not deliberately thrown away a torch. The extremely volatile gasoline is less dangerous as time goes by.

As long as no one is here to ignite the fire.

The Imperial Japanese Army had flashlights, so there was no need for low-end lighting objects like torches, so there was no need to worry too much about this.

In addition, the engineers have fully confirmed that the warehouse is basically safe.

Hashidaijiro had reported to the division headquarters and decided to use this place as the corps headquarters of the 36th Infantry Regiment, and obtained approval.

After receiving the inspection report from the engineer troops, Wakajiro Yoshiji invited Colonel Kimura Shaoyu to enter the Sihang Warehouse to watch the flag-raising ceremony.

He decided to raise the wing flag representing victory in front of tens of thousands of Chinese who had not left the south bank of Suzhou River.

Colonel Kimura Shaoyu declined the invitation of Wakichijiro who was preparing to show off his victory on the grounds that he wanted to report to the brigade commander and division commander immediately, and left with his guard.

And Jiro Weidan took Toshino and his two major captains into the Sihang Warehouse. Only the completely abandoned Master Hide Toyota did not have this honor.

Such a glorious victory, the Japanese colonel hoped to be watched by enough people.

All infantry squadrons involved in the battle were asked to select twenty brave officers and soldiers to enter the warehouse to participate in the flag-raising ceremony.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Both tunnels are wet, and the water stains on the earthen walls also show that they were filled with water before. They should have been drained until last night. This made the Japanese engineers roughly understand where the so-called water-permeable accident came from two days ago.

It turned out that it was not because I was unlucky to dig the underground river, but because it was caused by the artificial water diversion by the warehouse guards.

This made the face of Jiro Wakido, who entered the warehouse, flushed. After a long time, all his tactics were dealt with by the Chinese.

I really don’t have any face at all! The Japanese colonel’s good mood disappeared in an instant.

As for why the Chinese cut off the waterway and drained the water in the tunnel, they probably tried to escape from the tunnel. However, after the engineer suicide squad climbed down to explore, there was no trace of the figure except for the mud that was deep enough to the waist, and they could not even find the explosives that the Chinese liked to use.

I think so, the Chinese are not engineers who are proficient in digging holes in the Great Japanese Empire. They probably can dig twenty or thirty meters. If you want to dig a few hundred meters, you can learn for a few years first! When it comes to digging holes, they still have to be engineers in the Great Japanese Empire.

It has been confirmed that the Chinese cannot escape through the tunnel, so they can only dive into the Suzhou River through the waterway and then enter the concession boundary.

Without evidence, the best evidence.

Fukichiro already had a slight slut in his heart.

Only in this way can he apply to the Expeditionary Army Command to enter the concession to pursue the Chinese.

This time, those Westerners had no excuse to stop them. The blood of the Imperial Japanese Army must not be in vain.

Weichijiro even thought that even if they hid well enough, the abominable Chinese who watched the battle on the south bank of Suzhou River every day must pay the price for this. He said whoever is, whoever is.

Even if you just catch hundreds of people here and shoot them, you can still exhale them, right?

Of course, before that, he had to complete the most important task-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Chinese retreated in great panic. The cloth strip with broken military uniforms as the flagpole was still on the flagpole. As the commander of the regiment, he wanted to pull off the mess cloth strip, and then solemnly raised the flag of the regiment given by His Majesty himself in front of all the elite officers and soldiers of the 36 Infantry Regiment and those poor Chinese.

12 infantry squadrons, 3 heavy machine gun squadrons, and 1 artillery squadron drew 320 people, plus 30 flag guard squadrons directly under the wing, which is considered the elite and backbone of the remaining 1,000 people in the 36 infantry gang. Even though the roof of the building had already been blown up by artillery fire, they still stood upright.

In front of these elite Japanese soldiers stood a colonel, a middle sect and two sects. All the captains and above officers were put on three-piece sets of pretentious clothes, white gloves, long leather boots, and commanding knives again.

Although I had just experienced a great war, both on my face and on my military uniform, there was still smoke and blood on my face, but this added some iron-blooded meaning to the Japanese army.

"This is the most tenacious imperial iron-blooded army I have ever seen. Although they have encountered failures, under the autumn sun in China, they have regained the glory of the empire they once lost."

This is how Fukuyama Shuichi, who was taking pictures of these iron-blooded troops on the roof, described it in his portable notebook.

That is the last time this military reporter recorded.

Commonly known as: the ultimate pen!

ps: Feng Yue is depressed, really depressed. I chatted with the editor an hour ago for a long time, because there is still no Sanjiang this week, and the editor asked Feng Yue to wait for another week. Therefore, it cannot be put on the shelves on June 1st, which means that no matter whether Feng Yue can go to Sanjiang or not, this book will be put on the shelves for about 500,000 words.

Oh my God! Will Fengyue become the first level five author to write a word count of 500,000 words for more than three months before it was put on the shelves? This is really a sad story. Book friends may feel very happy, at least they don’t have to spend money, but Fengyue also has to raise a child. I originally wanted to earn some royalties to subsidize the family income, but this... I just ate steamed buns in half a month.
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