On the first floor, Yu Zhigan took Xie Jinyuan and waited for the person named Watanabe to come.

A few minutes later, Watanabe took his men into the Sihang Warehouse nervously and looked around secretly. He found that except for the light-lit area in front of him, it was pitch black around him, but he could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness.

"Hello, my name is Watanabe Nosuke. I am very happy to see you. On behalf of our Lieutenant General Ito Masaki, I will come to chat with you!"

Watanabe was talking while looking at Yu Zhigan and Xie Jinyuan. He had seen Xie Jinyuan's photos and knew that he was the highest officer of this army and the commander of the 524th Regiment. With Japanese intelligence capabilities, the news within the Chinese army seemed to be in their hands as if there was no secret. He could easily get any information he wanted.

But when Xie Jinyuan saw Yu Zhigan, he was vaguely half a step behind Yu Zhigan. It seemed that the person in front of him was the supreme commander, and he couldn't help but scold the intelligence department and provided wrong information.

"Hello, Yu Zhigan!" After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand. Watanabe Nosuke and Yu Zhigan shook for a while, and carefully looked at the officer in strange clothes in front of him: "Mr. Yu, don't you know any position in the army?"

"You don't need to know what you are doing. Just make it clear!" Yu Zhigan stared at Watanabe in front of him. It seemed that this surname was quite common in Japan. Watanabe and other things often appeared in Japanese dramas I watched in the past. It was a good choice if it was used to sacrifice flags. I just didn't know what would happen if he cut his head down with one knife!

You never know what the person standing in front of you is thinking. Watanabe is absolutely unthinkable. Yu Zhigan is now planning how to cut off his head and coughed gently: "Our General wants me to tell you, you are already the last Chinese army in Shanghai, you are already an isolated army, and it doesn't make much sense to resist!"

"We have 300,000 people in Shanghai, and you only have 800 people, not even 800 people. There is only a dead end to resist. You are still young and have family members. Our general agrees with your courage. I hope you can put down your weapons. As long as you give up resistance, we will definitely place you properly and let you serve as the director of the Shanghai Police Station. The soldiers can continue to be police officers to maintain order in Shanghai!"

These things were made up by Watanabe. The guy named Ito Masaki never said that, but as long as these Chinese soldiers put down their weapons, how to control them is not the final say of themselves?

Yu Zhigan always had a smile on his face and listened to Watanabe's words. He waited until Watanabe finished speaking before he slowly spoke: "It's okay if you want us to give up resistance, you Japanese can withdraw from Shanghai!"

"Nani?"

"Oh, you may not hear it clearly. What I mean is that if we want us to surrender, it is you, and the so-called 300,000 Japanese troops, if we withdraw from Shanghai, we will not resist!"

Watanabe heard it clearly this time, and his face, which was originally smiling, suddenly became gloomy: "Mr. Yu, do you know the consequences of doing this? We will be able to flatten you in an hour, and none of you can survive!"

Yu Zhigan laughed at the sound of his ears and looked at the soldiers around him: "He is threatening us? Brothers, is it possible for the Japanese to destroy us in an hour?"

"impossible!"

"Hahaha, even if the Japanese are here, we will kill as much as we come!"

A group of soldiers ruthlessly mocked Watanabe. Watanabe's face looked a little ugly. Yu Zhigan stepped forward and patted Watanabe on the shoulder: "You go back and tell me, it's wrong. You can't go back. That guy who has you and you. Go back and tell me that ito Masato who wants to fight, then fight. I'll wait for him in Sixing Warehouse! If you have the ability, come here in person!"

Watanabe wanted to break free from Yu Zhigan's hand, but found that he was not strong enough. Yu Zhigan was like a high school student bullying kindergarten students and did not let go. Watanabe was a little anxious: "Isn't there an old saying in China that two armies will fight and do not kill them, what are you going to do?"

Yu Zhi laughed dryly: "I didn't expect the Japanese to know the rules of our Chinese. Then do you know what it means to be a soldier and never get tired of deception? Since you are here, stay. You two will go back and tell that shit lieutenant general. Tomorrow morning, I will use this guy's dog head to commemorate the Chinese soldiers who were killed by you. He must have the ability. Even if you come here, when the sun rises tomorrow, it will be the time for this guy to die!"

After saying that, two soldiers immediately rushed the other two out. The two were so scared that they left quickly. One of them didn't even stand firmly. They stepped on the air and knelt on the ground. Finally, they quickly got up and ran out of the Sihang Warehouse.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"You little Japanese, walk slowly, it's dark and the road is slippery!"

Looking at the Japanese running out in a mess, the soldiers on the first floor laughed. Yu Zhigan looked at Watanabe in front of him: "Okay, it may be the last night tonight. Lao Xie, with his people, look at him. When the flag is raised tomorrow morning, cut off this guy's head!"

Watanabe was able to hear Yu Zhigan's words, especially the sentence that cut off his head made him tremble a little. What was the most feared for the Japanese? It was not a septum, but a head was cut off.

"You'd better not kill me, kill us, none of you can survive!" Watanabe didn't want to die, and wanted to make the final effort. He kept lobbying. Yu Zhigan gently patted his face with his hands: "I'll tell you another thing, when we take on the mission, we are not ready to live! Take it away!"

"yes!"

Soon Watanabe was taken to the fourth floor and began to be detained. The two Japanese who escaped ran back to the Japanese command post in a panic. Ito Masaki was arranging a combat plan. After listening to people's reports, they would meet immediately.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "How is the situation? Where is Watanabe?"

"God of General, the Chinese officer in the Sihang Warehouse detained Watanabe, he said, he said!"

"say what!"

"It means that when the sun rises, Watanabe's head will be cut off to pay tribute to their compatriots and comrades!"

"Damn it!"

Ito Masaki punched the table with a frown, his face cold: "This group of damn guys, Kato, go and catch some Chinese nearby and ask them to block bullets for us and cover our attack!"

After hearing this, Kato immediately stood up: "General, you can't do this. Now there are international journalists, military officers from other countries, etc. If we arrest civilians, we will become international headlines tomorrow. In this way, we will worsen our international image. General, you can't do this!"

"Why use special bullets!"

The Japanese have been using special bombs for a day or two. Japanese people, who are small and have few people, always like some evil things. They have been studying poison gas bombs since they knew about it, and they are often secretly used on the battlefield. They have used them many times during the Battle of Songhu, such as during the Luodian Battle.

"It is best not to use the general's special bomb. After all, it is Shanghai downtown, and the British are rented next door. We need to consider the impact!"

Ito Masaki listened to his subordinates' reports and his face became increasingly ugly. This could not be done, that could not be done, he could only attack one road, but the open area in front of the Sihang Warehouse was so large. If you want to attack, you basically have to rely on the lives of the soldiers to fill it!

"Then I will order Lu Qian Sanbingwei to let his 101st Regiment attack the Sihang Warehouse immediately. Before dawn, be sure to take down the warehouse, otherwise, you will commit suicide by cutting the stomach and thanking the emperor!"

"Hayi!"

The order was issued soon. The 101st Japanese Infantry Regiment, the captain of the regiment Lu Qian Sanbingwei sat in a room, put the command knife horizontally on his thighs, his eyes closed, and the captains of the various brigades of his regiment were sitting below.

After the subordinates finished reading the order, Lu Qiansan Wei suddenly opened his eyes: "Tanaka, Ueno, your two brigades are responsible for taking the initiative. It is already dark. First touch the Chinese army within 100 meters before charging. Uehara brigade, you are responsible for the repair of the positions behind. Be sure to build a machine gun position within 200 to 300 meters away from the Chinese army as a frontier fire support point for the attack!"

"Hayi!"

The three captains immediately stood up, bowed to Sanbingwei, quickly left the room, and began to get ready. Outside the room, teams of Japanese began to assemble. These Japanese soldiers were all elite Japanese soldiers, wearing dark green helmets, dressed neatly, standing neatly, waiting for new orders.

There was no pre-war mobilization. When their captain, Tanaka and Ueno walked to them, set off, they immediately followed them and rushed towards the Sixing Warehouse.

At this time, in the Sixing Warehouse, Yu Zhiqian took Xie Jinyuan and others to the roof and observed the surrounding situation: "The location of this warehouse is good. If the Japanese want to attack us, there is only one front road to go. I want to see how many Japanese can die!"

"Well, but you can't take it lightly. The Japanese dare to do anything when they get crazy. How about the gas mask being prepared?"

"Don't worry, sir, you basically have one!"

"That's fine, and I also want to tell my brothers how about gas masks. What I worry most now is what if the Japanese are crazy, what should they do if they use ordinary citizens as hostages!"

After hearing Yu Zhigan's words, Xie Jinyuan was silent for a while. This was indeed a very headache-inducing problem, and the Japanese were definitely able to do such things.

"I just hope that the Japanese can still pay attention to international influence now!" Yu Zhigan didn't dare to make any guarantee. What he knew was different from what happened now.

But this is good, and it is not in vain to come here.

"Head, the Japanese are ready to attack us!"

"Come?"

After hearing Dai Qiang's notification, Yu Zhigan immediately took out his telescope, installed the battery, and switched it to night mode and looked into the distance. Sure enough, in the night mode, in a green environment, you can see Japan in a neat queue, rushing towards the Sihang Warehouse.

Moreover, the Japanese also received the order, and did not follow the unified rhythm, but lowered their steps as much as possible. Yu Zhigan handed the telescope to Xie Jinyuan: "The devils are here, can they see it?"

"Can you see, the Japanese are preparing to attack?"

"I inform brothers to be prepared, right? Are there any flares or incendiary bombs?"

“There are flares!”

"Okay, wait until the Japanese are approaching two hundred meters, and play flares, Dai Qiang, wait until the flares are about two hundred meters, and you will use flares. Please switch your night vision device!"

"receive!"

"Notify brothers to prepare, Zhao Dehan, Sanbai, Chen Yun, Yan Qi, you can prepare. After the Japanese enter the range, kill the Japanese officer first, it is best to make the Japanese mess!"

"receive!"

The group of people immediately became busy, and Xie Jinyuan's staff quickly conveyed the order: "The Japanese are coming to attack. After the flares are fired later, everyone will fight the Japanese together. No shooting is allowed before the flares are fired!"

Soon, the entire Sihang Warehouse immediately entered a state of combat readiness, with soldiers lying on all windows, waiting for the arrival of Japan.

In Ueno brigade, more than a thousand Japanese soldiers were quietly advancing towards the Sihang Warehouse. There were dark clouds in the sky, blocking the moonlight, as if God was helping the Japanese. Although the sound of more than a thousand people stayed at each time, some sounds were still heard. However, if you don’t listen carefully, you will easily ignore this sound.

Every Japanese soldier was walking and eating with a rice ball in his hand. This was their dinner. Before leaving, he had already put down all his dry food and only brought weapons and ammunition.

Five hundred meters, at this time, he had turned around the corner and was facing the Sihang Warehouse. Through the starlight, you could see the general outline of the Sihang Warehouse, and a huge black shadow entrenched on the banks of the Suzhou River.

The Japanese soldiers stared at the hazy shadow in the distance, which was their target. However, at this time, the sharp-eyed Japanese saw a small light flashing across the warehouse, and then a commotion came from the front, and a Japanese soldier fell into a pool of blood.

"Don't riot, don't make a sound, keep moving forward, keep moving forward!"

The Japanese officer dragged the Japanese soldiers who were shot aside, and did not know where the bullets were fired, and he did not even hear the gunshots, but he did not dare to make too loud noises. He could only lower his voice and let his subordinates observe where the guns were fired around him.

"call out!"

Another subtle gunshot, another Japanese sergeant fell to the ground, and not far from the Japanese captain Ichiro Ueno, another officer was shot dead. Ueno also felt nervous. What was attacking him? After a while, two sergeant were killed.

ps: Some people say that writing about anti-Japanese war is boring. I just want to write about other battlefields. I just want to write about something that others have never written about. That's all. The Sixing Warehouse happened to meet the Eight Hundred. I think it's necessary for me to write.
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