Chapter 140 Electrotherapy (Updated 7/11 for the Color Shadow Master)

After about ten minutes, with all the doors and windows opened, the muon poison gas in the warehouse finally dissipated.

He took off his gas mask and greedily took a big breath of the moist air.

Hu Biao finally shouted, "Brothers, you can take out your gas masks now. Leave ten fresher Japanese corpses and throw the rest down from the building as before.

Don't let these stinky devils stink up everyone's noses.

Black Star, take a few more people to bandage the brothers, give them medicine, and treat them properly. Once they recover, they will be brave men again."

With this shout, the soldiers took off their gas masks one after another, revealing faces filled with joy because they had won another victory.

There were also many people who were laughing, but they did not delay their work at all; they lifted up a naked corpse and started walking towards the roof.

He planned to do the same thing and throw the bodies down from the sixth floor.

Under such a strict response, the soldiers of the 524th Regiment did not seem to think:

Hu Biao, who issued the order, had only joined their 524th Regiment for less than a day; in actual position, he was just a squad leader.

Isn't it a bit inappropriate to use such a capacity to issue orders to everyone and command them to fly like this?
Even Lei Xiong and other grassroots officers did not show any intention to stop or oppose Hu Biao's shouting after hearing it. Instead, they smiled and did not seem to mind at all.

There's no way! It's not just Hu Biao who has the ability.

The other former Gui army brothers were also quite good, even those who were obviously greenhorns going to the battlefield for the first time, although their performance was a little poor after the fight.

But they know a lot in other aspects and can be considered rare talents.

So being able to recruit these people is definitely a win for the 524th Regiment.

Only Captain Xie and Major Yang Ruifu, the battalion commander of the 524st Battalion, the two people with the highest ranks and positions in the th Regiment at the Sihang Warehouse, could not help but look at each other.

His eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

The main reason was that the performance of Hu Biao and others was too outstanding. In their self-introductions, they were just some soldiers of the 1020th Regiment of the Gui Army.

His performance in all aspects was much better than that of his officers and soldiers.

If you think about it, this is obviously very unreasonable.

You should know that the 524th Division to which the 88th Regiment belongs is a German-equipped division under the command of the bald principal, and its officers are basically all Whampoa students.

For example, Lei Xiong, the company commander of the machine gun company, was a graduate of the seventh class of the Whampoa Military Academy and was definitely an outstanding officer in the national army.

These soldiers were selected from among many soldiers because of their relatively generous treatment.

Although the Gui army was considered the most capable among the local warlords, they were simply unwilling to believe that it was so much stronger than their German-equipped division.

Based on the above, they had some doubts about the identities of Hu Biao and others.

However, they did not have a radio, so they had no way to contact the outside world and verify the statements of Hu Biao and others.

Fortunately, they also clearly understood that the most important thing at the moment was to fight the Japanese well and complete the tasks assigned by their superiors; the better Hu Biao and others performed, the easier it would be for them to hold on.

More importantly, Captain Xie is a very broad-minded person who can accommodate others.

In the end, the two of them reached a secret consensus through eye contact: observe silently and be careful first, and do not make any further plans or actions until they discover the selfish intentions of Hu Biao and others.

Just like that, as the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were thrown down from the upper floors of the Sihang Warehouse one after another.

At such a time, it becomes the happiest moment on both sides of Suzhou River.

Now, there are more than seven or eight hundred people gathered on the south bank of the river, almost all of whom are residents of Shanghai who rushed over after hearing the noise and news.

Every time a Japanese soldier's body was thrown down from the building, they would count out a number in unison.

One, two... seventeen... twenty-nine... thirty-six... The sounds were filled with indescribable joy.

On the rooftop of the Sihang Warehouse on the north bank of the river, Xufeng, a 41-year-old middle-aged man, was driven even more by the excitement. The initial nausea and creepy feeling he had felt upon touching the corpse had long since vanished.

Together with Mo Shuiyan, a rookie who was also a newcomer, they were grabbing the hands and feet of the dead Japanese soldiers.

After swinging them back and forth like a swing for several times, they were thrown out with force, in order to throw the Japanese corpses higher, so that they would stay in the air longer and more people could see them.

The only pity was that after they threw down a total of 91 Japanese corpses, there were no more corpses to throw away.

After all, there are still ten bodies left behind, and they will serve a more important purpose tomorrow.

On the other side of the river, hundreds of compatriots seemed to have not yet had enough of counting; a lot of chaotic voices were shouting, "Heroes of the National Army, throw a few more, throw a few more~"

After hearing such a request, Xufeng obviously felt a little regretful.

But then I thought, why rush? The Japs should attack again tonight. If everything goes as expected, they'll sneak in through the warehouse drainage channel again.

In this way, he, a senior electrician, was busy for most of the night yesterday and half of the day today making arrangements, which was just enough to give the Japanese a huge surprise.

Then, wouldn't it be possible to continue throwing the devils from the rooftop happily...

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Around ten o'clock that evening, a light rain began to fall from the sky again.

In addition, since the battle at three o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese have not made any movement.

Even because Uncle Bo's sniper rifle, which had a range of over 400 meters and was already quite deadly, posed a considerable threat to the Japanese, they rarely even sent out scouts.

The Shanghai residents who were watching on the south bank of Suzhou River left one after another and went about their business after they thought there would be no more fighting today.

So, just like last night, the buildings were brightly lit, with singing, dancing and the sound of dice.

In the alley outside, the scene of refugees squatting under the eaves appeared again.

What they didn't know was that the defenders in the Sihang Warehouse were not resting, but were all ready for battle, waiting for the Japanese to come.

Especially in the drainage channel, it is the focus of defense.

Looking at the dead fish next to him, it was staring at the dark waterway with its eyes wide open, not even blinking.

Black Star nodded and silently gave this newbie a compliment.

A good light machine gun assistant gunner isn't just about carrying magazines, changing the red-hot barrel, or even filling in after the primary gunner dies.

Another very crucial point is that the main shooter needs to concentrate on shooting during the battle.

In this way, it is impossible to distract yourself to find important targets on the fierce battlefield; once you are targeted by the opponent, there is no way to notice it in advance before the targeted attack arrives.

Therefore, all these important tasks fall on the shoulders of the deputy shooter.

I have to say that Siyu, a veteran who served as a machine gunner in the PLA's armed Afghan SIR forces for five years, is quite valuable.

In the two battles during the day today, he completed the above tasks very well; he is considered the best performer among the multiple secondary shooters deployed in front and behind Black Star.

The only pity is that he won’t be able to use this secondary shooter for much longer.

As long as they seize a new machine gun, or one of their own machine gunners is killed in battle, Dead Fish will step up and become the head of a machine gun team.

With this thought in mind, suddenly some gentle sounds of water splashing reached the ears of everyone in the waterway.

Suddenly everyone shuddered and instinctively clenched their weapons. Xufeng, who had his hand on a switch, felt his fingers cramping because he was too nervous.

The reason was simple: these small splashes were actually the sounds of the Japanese sneaking in through the waterway.

As for the Japs' sneak attacks, they had already made relevant preparations.

Xufeng, a professional, connected several high-voltage wires to the water during the day. As long as the switch is turned on, those Japanese will enjoy the legendary electrotherapy, the kind that uses high-voltage electricity...

(End of this chapter)

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