"Hello, sir!" After Chen Ang and others escaped from the trap, they limped to Yu Zhigan, put down their weapons, and saluted Yu Zhigan and others.

"Hello, I am Yu Zhigan, deputy chief of staff of the 88th Division. This is my guard. How are you doing now?"

Chen Ang turned his head and looked at it: "Sir, we were captured in the hospital. We have been resisting, but we have no weapons, so..."

During the Battle of Shanghai, the Chinese army fought very tenaciously, and it would be a shame to be captured. When it comes to being captured, these people lowered their heads.

"You are doing very well, we can understand. Everyone clean the battlefield and retreat to the building first. The next round of attack by the Japanese will be coming soon!"

"Yes, sir!"

Yu Zhigan gathered some ammunition, and as long as the wounded soldiers could move alone, they all found a weapon and supported each other to walk towards the Sihang Warehouse. Yu Zhigan and others fell at the end.

"Head, there are still some old-fashioned grenades that have not been used up. Should I leave something for the Japanese?"

"Do you do it, you can't let the Japanese go too smoothly!"

"good!"

Yan Qi quickly took out the grenade and began to arrange it. Just now, less than three were arranged, and Yu Zhigan heard the roar above his head.

"Be careful, the Japanese bomber!"

In the distance, three Japanese bombers flew towards Yu Zhigan and others without the cover of fighter jets. After seeing this, Yu Zhigan immediately shouted: "Hurry, go into the building, come into the building!" At the same time, he turned his head to look at Yan Qi: "Yan Qi's bomber is here, withdraw!"

"receive!"

Everyone accelerated immediately, and Yu Zhigan grabbed the arm of a wounded soldier: "I will carry you away!" After saying that, he carried the wounded soldier on his body and quickly ran towards the Sixing Warehouse.

The purpose of the Japanese fighter jets that came to bomb this time was very clear, which was Sixing Warehouse.

"air defense!"

In the Sihang Warehouse, Xie Jinyuan also discovered the Japanese plane in the sky. He shouted, and the soldiers in charge of air defense immediately began to get busy.

The air defense in this era was different in the future. The air defense in later generations had special surface-to-air or anti-aircraft guns. The air defense in this era was generally machine guns.

It is a heavy machine gun with a large caliber, which is equipped with a simple caliber, and then raises the muzzle to the sky. It is very primitive. This is also related to the fact that the aircraft of this era is very backward. Unlike modern times, a bomber or fighter can fly to a height of 10,000 meters.

If bombers in this era want to drop bombs, they need to lower their altitude. The closer they are to the target, the higher the accuracy of the bombers. Therefore, most bombers in this era throw bombs in areas of one or two hundred meters or two or three hundred meters, which also enters the machine gun range.

Soon the soldiers on the machine gun position on the roof were ready. Several soldiers stared at the increasingly larger black spots in the distance and were ready. The bomber had arrived at the roof of the Sihang Warehouse before the bomber was still on the roof of the Sihang Warehouse. The machine guns on both sides of the wings began to fire. Several machine guns followed the trajectory of the plane's advance, and bullets were neatly hitting the Sihang Warehouse.

"Primary, be careful!"

An officer behind the window rushed a soldier. He just lay on the ground and saw several bullets shooting in from the window. After a few seconds, the officer patted his body and got up from the ground, and patted the pillar under him: "It's okay!"

"It's okay, Brother Dog!"

When the officer heard this title, his face turned red: "How many times have you said it? I will call me Daming in the future. My name is Zhang Weiguo, don't call me Brother Gouzi!"

"I understand, Brother Dog!"

In more than ten seconds, the plane finally entered the Sihang Warehouse. The first person who was attacked was Yu Zhigan and others who were still outside the warehouse.

"Air strike!"

After seeing that the plane had begun to lower its altitude, Yu Zhigan yelled, carrying the wounded soldiers on his back, and lay directly next to the corpses of the two Japanese. Yan Qi and others also found a place to lie down.

The prisoners rescued by Yu Zhigan were not as fast as Yu Zhigan and others in terms of reaction. After hearing the air strike, although they accelerated, their legs could not escape the plane. Before entering the warehouse gate, the plane had arrived.

Several people with bad luck were directly hit by machine gun bullets on the plane and died instantly. Some of them accelerated their speed after seeing their comrades falling down, but after all, they were all wounded soldiers with wounds and could not speed up at all.

"boom!"

A shell fell from the air not far from the warehouse gate. After the explosion, several soldiers who had no time to hide were blown away and turned into pieces.

"avoid!"

Yu Zhigan lay on the ground, grabbed his head with his hands, looked up and saw the miserable situation in front of him, limbs, meat and various things flying around in the sky, and finally landed on the ground. A broken palm was not far from Yu Zhigan, with a burnt smell, stimulating Yu Zhigan's nostrils.

"Let's go down, lie down, lie down, don't run around, lie down, lie down!"

Yu Zhigan roared loudly. When encountering an air strike, the mortality rate of running around the streets is far higher than that when you are lying on the ground and lying motionless. In addition to the killing of the bombs in the explosion area, more killing comes from shock waves and some things brought up after the explosion. Leaning on the ground can effectively avoid these things.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A series of explosions kept ringing in Yu Zhigan's ears, and the number of deaths that Yu Zhigan could see was rising sharply.

On the roof of the Sihang Warehouse, when the Japanese bombers approached the Sihang Warehouse, three air-resistant heavy machine guns on it had already fired. The three heavy machine guns formed an air-resistant fire network and fired towards the sky. However, the bomber only slightly changed the flight trajectory and avoided a deadly bullet.

At this time, the weapons are all operated by humans, so the bomber in the sky slightly changed its flight trajectory and had to re-aim. However, the aircraft was very fast, and it was basically very difficult to aim for the second time after losing the first attack opportunity.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After the plane arrived at the roof of Sihang Warehouse, it began to drop bombs on a large scale, but it was similar to machine gun shooting. After the bomber shells fell, most of them fell around Sihang Warehouse, and only a few fell on the top floor of the warehouse.

The roof of Sihang Warehouse was very large, and several rounds were left in a place where no one was killed. No one was killed, and even the roof of the warehouse was not blown up.

However, the Japanese plane did not give up. After flying for a distance, circled in the air and came back again.

The bombing lasted for about seven or eight minutes. The Japanese bombers may have thrown all the bombs in the bullet bay, then began to raise the height, finally disappeared into the air, flew over arrogantly and domineeringly, and finally left. The weak resistance of the Chinese army could not stop these aircraft from raging in the air.

"Is there anyone alive?" Yu Zhigan watched the bomber disappear into the sky, slowly turned his head and looked around and shouted loudly.

"Is there anyone alive? Let's say something!"

"Is there anyone alive?"

Yu Zhigan yelled while pulling up the wounded soldiers beside him, but at this time he realized that at some point a stone flew over and hit the guy's head. The wounded soldier who didn't even know his name was dead.

"Although still alive!"

Someone slowly raised his hands in the distance, and soon more and more people stood up. Yu Zhigan looked at Yan Qi and others and found that they were all fine. In the end, more than 30 people were still alive. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Go and enter the building!"

This time, no Japanese bombers raged in the air. The group of people entered the warehouse without any obstacles. Xie Jinyuan also ran to the first floor to welcome Yu Zhigan and others.

"Is it okay!" After Xie Jinyuan walked into the door, he grabbed Yu Zhi's hand and asked in a low voice.

Yu Zhi smiled dryly: "I'm fine, how about your casualties?"

"It's under statistics, but the casualties should be a problem. This building has a concrete structure and has been used as a vault. This bombing is nothing!" After saying that, Xie Jinyuan looked at the wounded soldiers behind: "Everyone go to the second floor, and the second floor is ready. Bandage the wounds for everyone, rest, and we will fight the Japanese together later!"

"good!"

Xie Jinyuan prepared very well. Overall, the ammunition was sufficient. The grain and medicine were also concentrated by half a division of supplies, preparing to prick himself in Shanghai like a nail.

After the bombing was over, the Japanese suddenly disappeared, and time was slowly passing by, and the Japanese began to prepare for the entry ceremony.

On October 26, the Battle of Songhu, which had been fought for nearly three months, finally ended with the defeat of the Chinese army. The Japanese finally got this long-coveted city. In order to show that they are the so-called "team of justice" and to show some of their own army, a grand entry ceremony began.

The Japanese invited reporters from many countries to prepare for this entry ceremony, and then changed their clothes in an orderly manner and began to walk into this city with neat steps.

The people around were all Japanese expatriates. In the early 20th century, the Japanese began to pour into China in large numbers. These Japanese people could be seen in almost every city. They used various means to seize the plunder and collude with some corrupt officials in the local area to make a fortune.

The Japanese in Shanghai even joined forces to kill one local Chinese company after another. If it weren’t for the largest local gang in Shanghai and supporting the Chinese, the Japanese might have been even more overdoing it.

This time, Japan spent a lot of effort on the entry ceremony. The Japanese expatriates tried every means to decorate the surrounding streets. Then a group of people were wearing ethnic costumes and waiting for their troops to enter the city.

"Long live the Great Japanese Empire!"

"Long live the Great Japanese Empire!"

“…”

A group of Japanese expatriates shouted loudly, and the excited people were even naked, wearing an aunt's scarf on their heads, holding a flag in their hands, shouting constantly, hoarsely, with a hideous expression, not looking like happiness, but more like crazy.

In contrast to the Japanese expatriates, the Chinese citizens in Shanghai were very excited to go out and busy themselves, preparing to help the Japanese, and more people lowered their heads and said nothing. They were all forced by the Japanese, and there were Japanese soldiers patrolling them constantly. If someone threw the Japanese flag aside, someone would rushed over immediately and punched the feet with a vicious blow.

In addition to these people, there are foreigners who are watching the fun on the rental. Most of them are in some areas with better locations, surrounded by Japanese soldiers, and they are communicating in a low voice. However, most of their chats are about this battle, and the Chinese have been holding on for three months.

According to the idea of ​​this group of people, the Chinese army should have been defeated in less than half a month. This time, it has also changed some of the opinions of these people on the Chinese army.

"Here, come, come!" Some Japanese expatriates looked excitedly at the distance of the road. A gust of dust rose, and a Japanese tank appeared in the distance. A Japanese domestic dispatched army commander Matsui Ishione showed half of his body on the tank, constantly waving his hands, and constantly nodding to indicate.

Matsui Ishione is the highest commander of the Japanese invaders in the future. He has not reached that level yet. However, he is also a friend of Principal Jiang, but now he has become an enemy. Moreover, this guy will advocate attacking Nanjing in the future, and he has his own affairs in Nanjing.

"The Japanese are holding a city entry ceremony!"

Standing on the top floor of Sihang Warehouse, Yu Zhiqian used a telescope to constantly look into the distance, using the equipment he brought back from modern society, which was much further away than the traditional telescopes in this era, and could clearly see the situation a kilometers away from his face.

“The radio is on!”

Xie Jinyuan also looked at it for a while, his face turned pale. The Japanese actually held a ceremony to enter the city. As a Chinese soldier, watching the enemy celebrate victory on his own territory was an insult, and it was even more unbearable than pressing him to the ground for continuous friction.

"General Matsui Ishione, the highest commander of the Imperial Expedition Army, stood on the imperial tank and entered Shanghai with his head held high. Friends from all over the world were reviewing the Imperial Army and the Imperial soldiers..."

The arrogant voice of Japanese broadcasters came from the radio broadcast, and Yu Zhigan translated simultaneously. When he heard the name Matsui Ishigen, a flash of hatred flashed in his eyes. Yan Qi looked at Yu Zhigan and discovered the changes in it, and slowly spoke: "Matsui Ishigen!"

"Yes, Matsui Ishikan!"

The other subordinates of Yu Zhigan all understood the meaning of this sentence. Matsui Ishigen, the most damn person among all the war criminals, if possible, many Chinese people would like to tear him into pieces and feed him to the dog in the end!
Chapter completed!