Corpse, black smoke, cannon pits, ruins, broken walls, looking down from a high place around the Sihang Warehouse will be very shocking.

"The Japanese will not give up!" Yu Zhigan slowly put down his telescope and said softly, putting one hand on the blasted guardrail, looking up at the sky. The weather today was very bad, but it was good news for the soldiers guarding the warehouse.

"Take a guy named Watanabe here, and use him to sacrifice the flag today!" Yu Zhigan looked for a long time and chose a better angle. At the same time, Yu Zhigan also saw people who had been observing the Sihang Warehouse on the other side of the Suzhou River.

"Look, look, an officer has arrived at the top floor. They are fine. I just said, the flag is still there, the Japanese must have not taken down the Sihang Warehouse. Chinese soldiers are good!" A patriotic young man who had been live broadcasting the Sihang Warehouse was immediately shouted excitedly after seeing Yu Zhi do it.

After dark last night, except for the occasional flares that would rise in the sky, I couldn't see the situation at the Sihang Warehouse clearly. This made many people very worried, worried that there would be problems with the Sihang Warehouse. In the morning, although I saw the flags, I didn't see anyone, which also made many people worried that the warehouse defenders suffered heavy casualties. After all, gunfires rang all night last night.

"The Japanese may have to attack today. I wonder if the heroes in the building can defend it. Whether they lack food!"

"Think of a way to give some food to the people in the warehouse. We can't let our heroes bleed, we do nothing!"

"How can we send it? Haven't you seen the small patrol boats on the river? They are all from Japanese devils, and these British people are not good things. We are not allowed to come in, and we can't come in once we go out!"

A group of people were talking, but at this moment, the young man who was observing the Sihang Warehouse shouted excitedly again: "The chief is out, and there is a Japanese officer tied around him. Let's see, it seems that he is still a Japanese official!"

These young people have no idea about the military rank of Japanese officers. They just think that the military uniforms they wear are a little darker than the clothes of ordinary Japanese soldiers. They all know that this is the costume of Japanese officers.

Watanabe still had expectations at night, looking forward to his regiment captain, and rushed in with people to save him. The gunshots rang all night, Watanabe looked upstairs all night with this expectation, and wanted to chat with the soldiers in the middle, so he let him let him go, but no one paid attention to him because of the tense war.

When he heard the first floor was tight, he was still excited and felt that he could be saved, but as time went by, no one rushed up, especially when the sun rose, the gunshots stopped, and the Chinese soldiers standing around him were still standing, Watanabe's expectation turned into fear.

He remembered that last night, the Chinese officer who tied him said that he would cut off his head. For the fear of cutting his head, this kind of fear was far more than all punishment measures such as septum. When Yu Zhifan took him to the roof, his legs trembled, but he did not beg for mercy.

"Brothers, please be careful. This is the Japanese's Zhongjiao. Today we will use this Japanese head to sacrifice the flag!"

There were many soldiers watching around. Yu Zhigan general Watanabe pressed to the side facing the Suzhou River. He did this not for the Japanese to see, but for the people who supported him later. At this time, this method is also needed to improve morale.

"good!"

A group of soldiers immediately screamed excitedly. Although each of them killed the Japanese last night, killing them with guns and beheading them was two different things.

Although the people in the distance cannot see it, several patriotic young people who broadcast live are very literary, and there are also several writers of the time. It seems that there is a man who often said something in later generations who also mixed it with him.

"The commander escorted the Japanese to us. Seeing that the Japanese kneeling posture was similar to that of the previous beheading, it was just a white card away!"

"The chief took out a long sword. It looked like the Japanese sabers were covered with blood. You could tell at a glance that many Japanese sabers had chopped off their heads yesterday!"

“…”

Watanabe struggled hard but it was useless. He was tightly fixed with a rope. Yu Zhigan held the Assassin's knife in his hand and raised it high, narrowed his eyes, stared at the back of the Japanese head, and then shouted: "Kill!"

"Puff!"

The Sakuan Knife killed many Japanese people yesterday, but it was still very sharp. Watanabe's head was cut off directly by Yu Zhi. Watanabe had not yet screamed, and his head had already been adjusted downstairs. At this time, Watanabe's head was not dead yet, and he saw that he seemed to have fallen and his body had become lighter. It seemed that he would not have to be beheaded anymore. He breathed a long sigh, and then the severe pain came, and there was no more.

"Good chopping!"

“Good!”

Cheers came from the other side of the river, and the sound was loud. Yu Zhigan and others on the roof of Sihang Warehouse could hear clearly. Yu Zhigan held the Assassin's knife in his hand, and then kicked Watanabe's headless body with his feet, and the body fell directly to the ground.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the cheers from the other side shook the sky. Yu Zhigan looked at Xie Jinyuan: "Captain Xie, look, there are so many people paying attention to us. If we can hold on for one more day, we will give them more hope for the Japanese to run away!"

Xie Jinyuan nodded and inserted his waist. Even though his voice was already a little hoarse, he still shouted with all his might: "Brothers, have you heard it?"

"I heard it!"

"It's good to hear it. On the other side of the river, there are so many people watching us and supporting us. Can we lose our links!"

"cannot!"

"Very good. We want the Japanese to know that our Chinese army is not easy to bully. What is the Japanese Imperial Army invincible? Bullshit. Yesterday we sacrificed more than 40 comrades, but we killed hundreds of Japanese. The corpses below are added together, and there is also the first floor. These corpses can be piled into a hill. Have you seen them?"

"See it!"

"Just see it, the Japanese also carry one head on both shoulders, and we can easily kill them, so do you have confidence in keeping the Sixing Warehouse?"

"have!"

"Very good. Now I'll go back to repair it. I'll kill the Japanese later!"

"good!"

Yu Zhigan looked at Xie Jinyuan encouraging morale and nodded with satisfaction. The morale of the army was available. After Xie Jinyuan finished speaking, he pinched his voice with his hands: "How about the sir?"

"The morale of the army is available, and the Japanese are in trouble again today!"

"Hahaha, no matter how many Japanese he comes, as long as we are here, we will let these Japanese go without a return!"

"Well, let's go and rest together. It's raining. It's a good thing. It's even more difficult for the Japanese to attack!"

"Yes, it's raining!"

Just as Xie Jinyuan was speaking just now, it suddenly rained in the sky. Yu Zhigan glanced at him and confirmed that there was no problem. After returning to the first floor again. During this period, Yu Zhigan was preparing to stay on the first floor to prevent any accidents.

As mentioned before, since Yu Zhigan entered the mission, he found that things had changed dramatically. The number of Japanese soldiers killed and the number of defenders killed were all very different. The trends may be different in the future. Yu Zhigan needs to prepare early.
Chapter completed!