Chapter 131: Sihang Warehouse (Updated 4/11 for the Color Shadow Master)

"Damn it! It seems that the guy named Hu Biao was not lying. This is really the Magic City from 88 years ago, and they are fighting against the Japanese.

I don't know if it's true that one can be resurrected after dying in battle and return to the modern world. What if Hu Biao and the others are lying? "

While walking, Lao Liu appeared calm on the surface, but he was extremely panicked inside.

There was no way! In the modern world, he was just a forty-year-old electrician. The biggest scene he had ever experienced in his life was a fight he had participated in when he was young to help his friend snatch a girl.

They cursed at each other for a long time, but no one took action and the matter ended because the principal brought people.

Now? From time to time, the faint sound of explosions reached my ears; both sides of the road were full of ruins, and even dead bodies could be seen lying among the ruins.

No one knows how long these people have been dead, but no one comes to collect their bodies.

Not only was his whole body swollen from being soaked in the rain, but there was also a strong stench.

Add to that the refugees who were walking silently like zombies, carrying their elderly and children and their large belongings; everything was so real, so real to the point of being scary.

So in Lao Liu's mind, he was already considering whether to run away.

Even though Hu Biao had told them that if they tried to escape, the mysterious existence that brought them here would kill them directly.

But as a middle-aged man in the modern world, how can I believe everything others say? Who knows if these old birds have other plans?

Even if everything Hu Biao said was true, he was just a civilian who knew nothing and couldn't even shoot a gun.

In the Battle of Shanghai, the Nationalist army mobilized 700,000 elite troops but still couldn't win. How could they win with just one more person? So the right thing to do is to find a way to stay alive and find a way to go back.

After all, my parents are old and my child is only in elementary school, but I am the pillar of the family.

With this thought in mind, Lao Liu calmly looked at the other novice time travelers and was surprised to find that these people seemed to have the same idea.

It seems that everyone can discuss how to escape together.

Unfortunately, before he could find an opportunity to discuss how to deal with the situation with four other unlucky guys who were in the same boat under the surveillance of Hu Biao and others, he found that there seemed to be no chance.

As they walked, the leader Hu Biao suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Something's happening, get ready for battle."

While Lao Liu was still confused, Hu Biao held a submachine gun in one hand and grabbed his collar with the other and rushed towards the ruins on the roadside.

The other veterans were also dragged or kicked by Black Star, Uncle Bo, Huang A-di and the others to hide in the ruins.

Then Hu Biao and the other three hid behind some obstacles and prepared to open fire.

Even the one called Black Star set up a Czech light machine gun, pulled the bolt with a "click", and was ready to fire immediately.

It should be noted that at this moment, each of Hu Biao and his men had at least two guns on them.

However, without establishing initial trust, these rookies were not given guns; so now the only thing Lao Liu and his men could do instinctively was to grab half a brick.

Because of the excessive force due to nervousness, the fingers that were holding the brick were slightly deformed.

Fortunately, this crisis was soon proved to be just a false alarm.

A small force of about a hundred people appeared in the front from the path made clear by the panicked refugees. They were all wearing the same M35 helmet as Hu Biao, and their uniforms were also the style of the Chinese army in the movie.

After seeing these people, Hu Biao and the other four canceled their battle preparations and walked out of the ruins.

So they are not devils, so there is no need to fight.

Unfortunately, Lao Liu's relief did not last long. When the Kuomintang army of about a hundred people saw them, the leading captain waved his hand and immediately led a dozen people with weapons and stepped forward quickly.

As he walked, he cursed:
"In the face of national crisis, these guys don't think about defending the country, but instead become useless deserters; take down their weapons and take them to Captain Xie for punishment." Before those people ran to them and took action, Hu Biao and others quickly picked up the weapons they had just put down.

Hu Biao even raised his voice and shouted angrily: "Who are you calling a deserter? I am from the 1020th Regiment of the Gui Army and was just discharged from the field hospital today.

It's just that I took the wrong road and ended up here during this chaotic time. In terms of killing as many devils as anyone else, I've done just as much."

After hearing this, the captain's expression instantly changed, and he began to ask:
"The 1020th Regiment of the Gui Army was the unit that Hu Biao, the remnant of the army that destroyed the Japanese heavy artillery position, served in during his lifetime."

Up to now, Hu Biao still doesn't know that the bald principal thought he was dead and was promoted to lieutenant colonel and regiment commander.

After a moment of hesitation, he not only didn't ask any further questions, but also didn't even bother to reveal his identity. He even changed his name temporarily:
"That's right! My name is Hu Delu, and I'm a private first class.

It was the 1020th Regiment of the Gui Army. Four of us participated in the operation to destroy the Japanese heavy artillery position that night."

With a "salute", the captain and his men saluted Hu Biao and his men solemnly.

Hu Biao and others also hurriedly returned the gift, and Lao Liu also returned one, but it was not standard at all.

Then, after pondering for a moment, the captain gave an extremely surprising explanation: "Since they are Captain Hu's soldiers, they are definitely not deserters without balls, but a group of good men.

Now I am the captain of the machine gun company of the 88st Battalion, 524th Regiment, th Division of the National Army.

I order you, my good men, to join my unit immediately and carry out the important missions assigned by the higher-ups."

After looking at each other, Hu Biao and the other veterans seemed to have thought of something. With a wry smile on their faces, they still said, "As you command."

In the following time, Hu Biao and his team joined such a small team of about a hundred people; they continued to set off in a hurry with them.

Old Liu still didn't receive a weapon, and was given a box of bullets to carry.

A box of bullets was not light to begin with, and as the team trotted forward, this 40-year-old man in the modern dimension felt considerable pressure.

That’s right! It was only after joining that he discovered that there were seven or eight more people in the team, deserters who had been forcibly incorporated along the way.

They had no weapons, and their uniforms were a mixed bag, from who knows how many different units.

Twenty minutes later, Lao Liu finally knew their fate.

Because they walked into a building with six floors, which was a rare reinforced concrete structure these days, and covered an area of ​​3,000 to 4,000 square meters.

At many windows in the building, there were faint traces of Kuomintang soldiers guarding them.

More importantly, before they reached the gate, the captain who was leading the company started shouting, "Lei Xiong of the First Battalion Machine Gun Company reports for duty."

After the voice fell, a sound of "open the door" was heard, and a heavy door was opened.

After the group entered the building, Lao Liu discovered that it was a warehouse for the boss, and there was a man somewhere, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Brothers, this is October 26, 1937, at 10:07 p.m., and all the troops that can stay in the Demon City are here.

Brothers, now that we are here, we must be determined to die..."

At this moment, Lao Liu's head felt like it was about to explode, because he finally realized: this is the Sihang Warehouse, the Sihang Warehouse that was defended by 800 brave warriors during the Battle of Shanghai.

Their perseverance demonstrated the spirit of Chinese men.

The problem was that even if he didn't understand history, he knew the fate of these eight hundred warriors was very bad; and now, he became one of them...

(End of this chapter)

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