Chapter 153 The Devil Slipped His Word

"Merciful and compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, please open your eyes! Bless Captain Xie and the National Army brothers in the warehouse. We must defeat the Japanese devils.

As long as they win, tomorrow I will definitely bring you gold ingots, candles, and pig's head meat to fulfill your vow."

When I heard my wife's familiar muttering voice, like a whisper to herself.

Li Yong was upset and instinctively wanted to complain loudly.

They complained, "What's the point of praying to gods at a time like this?", "If they could bless us, why wouldn't the Japanese die?", "Why doesn't that little broken island sink into the sea?", and other such words that sounded quite resentful.

As a result, when he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was very hoarse, so he simply closed his mouth again.

He looked back at the battlefield opposite him. Because he was too nervous, he didn't even notice that his palms were full of sweat.

Li Yong's complicated and nervous mood at this moment is not an isolated case; to be more precise, it is just a microcosm of the many onlookers as the fierce battle gradually intensifies.

Regardless of their identities, they all share the same Chinese blood.

At this moment, they focused all their attention on the warehouse opposite, and were extremely concerned about the fate of the Kuomintang brothers inside, hoping that they could hold on.

On the morning of October 10, 28, the scene unfolded on both sides of Suzhou Creek in Shanghai, especially in the area where the Sihang Warehouse was located.

If someone took a paintbrush and painted it vividly.

It will definitely be an extremely wonderful scroll, as magnificent as Ukiyo-e.

Not only in the Sihang Warehouse on the north bank, in the extremely fierce battle between the two sides, the fearlessness and bravery shown by the national army were full of great glory.

Even the crowd watching the game on the south bank had an amazing performance.

First of all, before 8 o'clock, the South Bank was extremely lively, with thousands of mouths talking, laughing, and shouting, forming a huge wave of sound.

It is even filled with a joyful atmosphere that only exists in major festivals.

Too many people in the Magic City who have never witnessed the cruelty of war naively believe that the next battle will be as simple as the one performed on the stage.

Or maybe it's as easy as the storyteller describes it.

But at 7:58, the Japanese used four Type 4 infantry guns to bombard the Sihang Warehouse.

This was the official prelude to the three-hour operation to capture the Sihang Warehouse; in an instant, the south bank became silent.

Because everyone gathered here had their attention drawn to the battle on the other side.

Then, as the war continued, as they saw scenes of fierce fighting between the two sides, these people felt different.

You know, they were looking from the south bank, even with binoculars in hand.

They could only see the fighting on the left and right sides of the Sihang Warehouse. Facing the more intense and critical front direction, they could only rely on some gunshots and explosions to distinguish.

But even so, they discovered from afar the several tanks and armored vehicles deployed by the Japanese, as well as the multiple battalions of troops deployed before and after.

Moreover, the fighting was so intense on both sides of the warehouse, which was the secondary attack direction.

The Japanese soldiers formed a turtle formation with steel plates, ready to blow up the building; groups of Japanese soldiers, under the cover of light and heavy machine guns, rushed into the warehouse building desperately.

In short, after seeing the above scenes.

All the spectators on the south bank were shocked by the brutality of the battle; they really thought that the national army in the warehouse would not be able to hold on under such a crazy attack by the devils.

The difference is that the people of Shanghai silently pray to all the gods and Buddhas in their hearts, hoping that their national army brothers can hold on.

Even though many people inside know that such prayers are useless.

But the situation of the foreign devils was much more complicated. Some of them admired the bravery of the national army's perseverance, and the balance in their hearts was gradually tilting.

This included media reporters like Harrison Forman. After all, they knew clearly that the war launched by the Japanese was actually an invasion, and those people in the Sihang Warehouse, who were seriously out-equipped and out-maneuvered, were completely defending their own country.

Some people were ready to raise their glasses to celebrate their upcoming win in a bet.

These people are basically businessmen, or even some so-called adventurers. In fact, they were just some impoverished thugs before coming to China.

And so, as the battle continued.

From everyone's vague vision, they discovered that more and more Japanese soldiers were approaching the building, and even heard gunshots that they had rushed into the warehouse.

No one spoke, but a feeling of despair began to spread among the people of Magic City; it was as if they had just risen up some enthusiasm, and then someone poured a bucket of ice water on them.

The greater the hope, the greater the hope will be. This sentence is the most true portrayal of their mood at the moment.

At this most critical moment, a loud trumpet sounded from the warehouse.

In fact, most people at the scene did not know that these bugle calls were the charge of the National Army, but this was not important at all; what was important was that amid the bugle calls, loud shouts of killing were heard.

Amid the shouts and cries of killing, they saw their fellow National Army soldiers rushing out like tigers descending from the mountains, pushing back the charging Japanese soldiers and causing them to suffer a crushing defeat.

So, they can not only defend the warehouse, but also launch a counterattack.

Unfortunately, even in such a scene, no one dared to cheer, because they were worried that everything that seemed so dreamy and beautiful before their eyes was not real.

It's just an illusion. If I cheer loudly, the dream will be shattered and I will wake up.

This situation continued until the shouts and gunshots from the other side gradually subsided. Suddenly, an excited voice shouted loudly:

“11:12, more than three hours.

The Japs hadn't even taken the Sihang Warehouse yet, and they'd made a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."

After the above sentence was shouted several times in succession, the people around finally reacted and they finally dared to cheer loudly.

Each voice roared with all its might, as if to vent all the depression in its heart.

But among this cheering crowd, the reactions of some people were a bit scary.

For example, a middle-aged man like Li Yong, he glanced at the watch on his wrist and confirmed that three hours had passed, after the Japanese really spoke out of turn.

He laughed heartily at first, and then started crying as he laughed.

The reactions of those foreigners were quite strange.

Reporters like Harrison Foreman, after seeing this scene, immediately wanted to go into the warehouse to take a look.

I had a strong desire to interview Captain Xie and the soldiers under his command.

Regarding this point, the battle, which took place right under the nose of the concession, has attracted huge news attention.

Therefore, their motivation for wanting to interview at the warehouse is quite reasonable.

But those foreign gamblers lost the bet because the Japanese attack failed.

Apart from using some swear words and madly cursing the Japanese who made them lose money, they did not curse too much at the other group of people who caused this consequence, namely the Kuomintang troops in the warehouse.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem difficult to understand why such a situation happened to these foreigners.

One aspect is that they were moved by the heroic fighting spirit of the defenders and aroused their admiration.

Another aspect and reason should be the strong strength that Hu Biao and his men demonstrated in the process of defeating their opponents who were far superior in terms of equipment and manpower.

Strong strength and combat effectiveness, this is the most critical...

(End of this chapter)

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