Chapter 82: The wind is not high, it is also a fire
Finally, when the moonlight shone again from the dark clouds.
A Japanese soldier who had just gotten up from his crawling state accidentally stepped on the iron can box that seemed to have been randomly discarded on the ground. The harsh sound of metal friction sounded like thunder in such a quiet night.
The sentry in the building began to exclaim.
"Everything, come quickly!" Nancheng Xinyi did not panic, but quickly summoned his subordinates who were still staying in the trenches to come.
He pulled out the turtle box and took more than a dozen people from the previous ones to run wildly towards the corner of the building. He even carried a few sandbags as temporary field fortifications, which meant to block the Chinese army that might rush out of the building.
In other words, the firepower output of the southern pistol was too bad, otherwise Nancheng Xinyi would be completely confident that he would block the opponent with the strength of his infantry squad for more than three minutes.
But that doesn't matter much. Just give them one minute, just one minute, dig out a pit that can half-buried explosives along the wall. The nearly 100 kilograms of explosives they carry will definitely be able to form effective blasting at the angle of this kind of warehouse.
This is the conclusion that Master Yin Tengzhong II came to observe for a long time after observing for a long time:
Using night cover, a blasting suicide squad was sent to blast the support point at the angle between the two wings of the sturdy building of Sihang Warehouse.
This position should be the load-bearing body supporting the wall. Once it is blasted, it is ten times more terrifying than the big hole being blown out of the wall.
Even if the building did not collapse because of this, the artillery soldiers could effectively bombard the inside through this blasting port, and finally completely blow up this part of the building with a point leading to the surface, and also found a clear attack point for the infantry.
Otherwise, facing this mutated "heedgehog" that seemed to be covered with thorns and was carrying a turtle shell, the tiger of the Imperial Army really felt like he had nowhere to vent.
Three consecutive flares were hit into the sky, illuminating the 30-meter range in front of the three sides of the warehouse until snow-white.
The viewing whistle located on the rooftop is the clearest. You can see that there is a Japanese army in black at each of the shooting dead corners on both sides. They are not only unable to shoot, but they can't even find the target with grenades.
Because the Sihang Warehouse has an eaves design, they can drop grenades from the rooftop to five or six meters away from the warehouse, but if someone approaches the wall, they can only blow it up.
Then he could only explode. The sentries dropped grenades without hesitation, holding on to the idea that one was the other.
"Yoxi! The warriors are almost successful." Jiro Yoshidai, who moved his command forward to Shihang Warehouse, saw the light of the lights of the flares in the dark night from the telescope. At the same time, the sound of gunfire and grenade explosions sounded, and was not surprised but happy.
The Chinese finally realized that this was a normal reaction, but the absence of the shooting sound of heavy machine guns and the direction of the flares being fired near the building was enough to allow the Japanese colonel to accurately determine that the two suicide squads should have arrived at the planned position.
"Order the on-call chariots to prepare, and the searchlights start to shine on the target. As long as the Chinese want to rush out of the building, they will be bombarded with tanks and guns and knock them back!" The first time in the eyes of Jiro Hashidai's eyes were full of energy.
"I want the Chinese to watch their fortress be exploded and helpless!"
The huge aperture hits the tall and majestic building of the Sihang Warehouse.
In the telescope of several senior Japanese officers who arrived at the forefront of the position, there were figures of his own army warriors who were shooting with the defenders, which was that the firepower output of the southern pistol was too weak.
Some people kept falling into the striking attack with the Chinese.
But this did not stop the courage of the Imperial Warriors. Some of the Warriors were digging the ground with their single-soldier shovels on their backs, like a group of groundhogs who couldn't wait to go home.
"My brain is a good thing! It's just a pity for Kosaka-kun..." Yoon Teng-Nakaji sighed at the importance of his wisdom while feeling a little regretful.
The number of people brought by Lieutenant Nobuyi from Nancheng was the defeated general of the 1st Infantry Brigade. He didn't feel sorry for his death at all, but the other side led the team was Lieutenant Masao Kosaka, the famous general of the 3rd Infantry Brigade.
If it weren't for expressing his confidence and courage in the decisive battle of the Chinese remnants in front of the Colonel, he wouldn't have let Lieutenant Kosaka Masao, who had killed ten Chinese infantrymen in several hand-to-hand battles, lead the team.
As a tactical planner, he knew too well that it would be fine if he could not blast, and he still had some hope of escape, but if the blast was successful, he would be dead.
Because, the power of the explosion of nearly 100 kilograms of explosives not to mention the high temperature formed at the instant of the explosion, the air waves formed by the shock wave alone are enough to blow the human body up like leaves and rise more than ten meters high.
Within a hundred meters, no one can survive without sufficient shelter protection.
Even the Chinese defenders in the building, even though they are protected by the solid building, the shock waves formed by the explosion may be able to kill dozens of people alive.
Obviously, no matter how awesome the powerful general under his command was, he would never be able to run a hundred meters away in five or six seconds under the gun of the Chinese.
And the current scene has shown that success is in sight, and it also shows that the elite sent are only one step away from death.
However, a slight regret was soon replaced by joy.
If the explosion is successful, at least half of this contribution must be remembered on him, Yin Tengzhonger.
As for Lord Hakichiro, being able to conquer the Sihang Warehouse may give him a chance to continue wearing the Colonel's seal, but someone must be responsible for the daytime defeat. That idiot Toyota Hide obviously doesn't have the qualifications.
If this happens, I may not have the chance to lead the 36th Infantry Regiment? The Hokkaido fishermen looked at the snow-white light columns swept out from their positions to the opposite building, and the deep ambitions that could not be concealed under their lower eyelids.
The next moment, Fukijiro's spirit and Yoon Teng Nakaji's ambitions were like tofu flowers gradually dripping into the brine, gradually solidifying in his pupils.
A torch stretched out from the lookout hole on the second floor of the warehouse, and then dropped it.
The fire instantly ignited along the outer wall of the building about five meters, forming a terrifying wall of fire.
The autumn wind in southeast China was not strong at first, but at this moment, the wind took advantage of the fire and actually rolled up nearly four or five meters of fire.
"Damn it!" The veteran who was watching the hole was so scared that he leaned back hard, but it was too late. The curled flames burned his eyebrows completely, and the face was so dark.
At first glance, it looks a bit similar to Lao Hei over there.
Is it so hot? How much diesel has Platoon Commander Tang poured in! The soldiers looked at each other in shock and looked at the big black face of Li Jiujin, who had never even scratched the oily skin before, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
However, all the emotions in the pupils of several Japanese commanders seemed to be burned out by the fire that could be seen without a telescope, leaving only the fire that was jumping wildly.
Chapter completed!