The Milky Way is Also a Grain of Sand
Chapter 37 I'm Really Having a Hard Time
Although he now had a hundred reasons to refute the other party, he didn't have a single piece of evidence to support his view.
Refutations without evidence are just verbal disputes, leading to nothing.
You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep!
Similarly, you can't convince someone who is unwilling to face reality.
Now, all the officers and soldiers of the 524th Regiment in the Sihang Warehouse, except for the Third Company and the wounded, had gone out to clean up the battlefield.
This great victory today came too suddenly; no one was prepared.
Commander Toshi Takuma was also unprepared.
He had only prepared how to enter the Sihang Warehouse elegantly and with poise when he achieved a great victory.
How to speak eloquently to reporters from all over the world.
He had even prepared the draft of his speech.
He had never imagined that the 8,000 Shanghai Marine Corps he led would be defeated by 800 National Revolutionary Army soldiers.
Thinking of the statement he had issued to the world: occupying the Sihang Warehouse in three hours.
Now, he understood:
The clown was himself!
Now Toshi Takuma was safe; he didn't need to retreat any further.
Because the National Revolutionary Army soldiers who were chasing from the east had already ceased their pursuit.
They were cleaning up the battlefield!
While all the reporters were searching for interviewees,
Lin Fan was directing his soldiers to categorize the photos, notes, and identification documents collected from the Japanese soldiers.
Shang Yuegui, having finally finished taking photos for the First and Second Companies, could also leave the pile of Japanese corpses.
In fact, Shang Yuegui still felt uncomfortable facing this pile of corpses.
After all, more than a dozen grimacing Japanese soldiers were all facing the camera.
Like man-eating demons, they made Shang Yuegui feel a little scared.
However, when she saw the large feet stepping on the corpses, Shang Yuegui felt relieved again.
She noticed that the shoes worn by those large feet were somewhat tattered.
Some had two or three toes exposed.
Some simply used cloth strips to tie the broken rubber shoes to their feet.
Such large feet, stepping on a pile of Japanese corpses, this scene was so much like Zhong Kui catching little demons!
However, Shang Yuegui was still happy to be able to satisfy the soldiers' requests.
Leaving the pile of Japanese soldiers, Shang Yuegui walked directly towards Lin Fan.
At first, she just quietly watched the man.
Wanting him to greet her first!
Shang Yuegui had experience in dealing with men: when two people first meet, whoever speaks first loses three points.
She didn't want to lose!
But she stood beside this man for a full five minutes.
She had also been observing this man for five minutes, but the man seemed not to have seen her.
Shang Yuegui, who had been paying attention to Lin Fan, finally couldn't help but ask, "What's the use of you organizing these things?"
Lin Fan, hearing the crisp and pleasant female voice, looked up seriously.
He immediately recognized the beautiful reporter whom he had just punched and pressed her head down.
He smiled apologetically, "Don't mind what happened just now!
In the heat of the battle, I didn't know my own strength; don't take it to heart."
It was better for Lin Fan not to mention it; when he did, Shang Yuegui felt her stomach ache again.
She showed a painful expression on her face, "My stomach still hurts now; how can I not mind?"
Lin Fan was immediately at a loss. "What should I do?"
"Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long! Bring a stretcher and send this lady back for treatment," Lin Fan ordered.
His thinking was quick, and his orders were concise.
Lin Fan's thoughts were also very simple: although he had controlled his strength as much as possible just now.
But a woman's stomach was indeed not so easy to hit; maybe she really had a stomachache.
Lin Fan said apologetically to Shang Yuegui, "I'm just a small company commander; I can only do this much.
I'll have them send you back to the Garbage Bridge; after you cross the bridge, go to the hospital and get checked out.
I really didn't use excessive force, and I didn't intend to hurt you.
I just know:
Accidents and tomorrow, you never know which will come first.
In that situation, being able to make you lower your head and bend over a second earlier might save a life.
I don't want anyone to sacrifice in front of my eyes because of ignorance!"
Shang Yuegui laughed. "After saying so much, you just want me to thank you for hitting me!
Are you always so direct in your actions?"
Lin Fan was relieved to see her smile, "No!
That's not what I meant!
Because that's what I should do; if there's such a situation again in the future.
I would still do it.
As for being direct in my actions!
The Japanese devils have temporarily retreated but will soon be back.
We can't afford not to be direct."
Shang Yuegui was speechless at this guy who didn't know how to make a woman happy.
Wanting to make this guy understand that women don't want right or wrong, they just want to be coaxed.
It was probably a difficult thing, but Shang Yuegui didn't intend to teach him.
It would be a waste of effort to nurture a man only to have someone else pluck the peaches.
Miss Shang disdained to do such a thing.
"You haven't answered my question yet," she said seriously.
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment before finally saying, "I'm collecting these things just to make a file.
Based on these collected materials, I can then create identities.
Having identities without flaws is very useful in many situations.
Shang Yuegui immediately understood, "You want to use these fake identities to deceive the Japanese devils!"
Lin Fan nodded with a smile, "This kind of information with real names and some real personal information is much more convincing than fabricated identities."
Lin Fan also liked it when someone could guess his intentions; in peacetime, this kind of person would be a kindred spirit!
He immediately opened his mouth and took out a photo, saying, "Look! This photo has a name; I also found it on that Japanese devil.
It's very obvious that the woman is the dead Japanese devil's wife, and these two little ones should be their children.
The girl is about eleven or twelve years old, and the little boy is about five or six years old.
With the names, I only need to make up a background story, and it's a complete identity.
And this photo is proof.
Also, notice that there's no man in this photo.
That means it was taken after the man joined the army."
Shang Yuegui looked at this photo and listened to Lin Fan's explanation.
She became happy, "Company Commander! It's a waste for you not to be a writer.
You're a writer who's been delayed by the war!"
Then she said,
"But! You don't need so many!"
"I have more than a hundred men under me, and you can't keep using the same identity!" Lin Fan said with a smile.
"You really are a smart person. Then why didn't you allow me to photograph your entire company?
You also saw just now that the Second and First Companies, from the company commander to the soldiers, all asked me to take pictures of them stepping on the Japanese devils' corpses," Shang Yuegui asked somewhat unconvinced.
Lin Fan said sternly, "Since I've prepared these fake identities, I can't let my men leave an impression on the world.
That would be very dangerous; newspapers like yours have no idea who will see them.
If I'm recognized while on a mission,
Not only will my life be in danger, but the mission also won't be completed."
"Is the problem that serious?" Shang Yuegui felt that this person was intimidating her, but she had no evidence.
"Not that serious?" Lin Fan stared at this beautiful woman with his big eyes, showing no sign of being guilty.
Their eyes met, like bulls locking horns, neither giving way.
Wu Xiaobao and Zhao Long carried the stretcher over and saw the company commander staring into the eyes of the beautiful woman, without blinking.
Zhao Long wanted to continue forward.
Wu Xiaobao grabbed him, "What are you doing?"
"The company commander told us to carry the stretcher over," Zhao Long replied.
"Look, the company commander has made eye contact with the beauty. If you go over now, do you want to ruin the company commander's eye contact with the beauty?" Wu Xiaobao said to Zhao Long, feeling that he was hopeless.
"Then... what do we do now?"
"Stand guard! Prevent anyone from disturbing the company commander!"
The two people's gaze lasted for a full two minutes.
Between a man and a woman, if eye contact lasts a little longer, the original intention disappears.
All that remains is an ambiguous feeling that cannot be explained.
Shang Yuegui's eyes did not blink, but her face was a little red.
Finally, a northwest wind blew, and the dust that was stirred up made both of them have to blink.
The two people who had just been glaring at each other quickly glanced at each other.
It seemed that the other person had suddenly become pleasing to the eye.
"I know you're intimidating me!" Shang Yuegui said.
"I really didn't scare you, just like when I punched you on the battlefield.
No matter what I said at the time, you wouldn't listen to me.
But speaking with fists, you understood immediately.
And that was the fastest way to make you take cover from the stray bullets that could fly over at any time."
Today, this person couldn't get over the fists; her stomach, which had just felt better, seemed to be hurting again.
Lin Fan continued to speak, "Standing so straight like you, without hiding at all, it's easy to become a target for the Japanese devils.
You don't know that on the battlefield, beautiful things are not cherished.
On the contrary, the more beautiful and precious things on the battlefield are, the faster they will be attacked.
Also, when you stand straight, your body's cross-section is larger, and it's easier to be hit by stray bullets."
"I know, you don't have to say it," Shang Yuegui finally reluctantly admitted that she had made a mistake when she first went to the battlefield.
"I'm not saying that; I'm saying that these are all probabilities.
If it's in the newspaper, the probability of being recognized during disguise will definitely be higher in the future.
So if there's something I can control, I'll control it; isn't that good?"
"After all this talk, you were waiting for me here," Shang Yuegui was no longer in the mood to talk to Lin Fan.
She turned to leave, but after taking a few steps, she seemed to suddenly realize something:
"You just called me a thing!"
Lin Fan rubbed his forehead, "You're not a thing!"
"You're scolding me again?"
Lin Fan was really speechless this time:
"I! I'm really too difficult!"
Shang Yuegui turned around gracefully, taking the steps of a victor, and proudly left Lin Fan.
Wu Xiaobao asked with a smile, "Miss! Do you need a stretcher?"
Shang Yuegui glared at him hatefully: This little devil is very bad!
She ignored the trio and let them be.
When the entire battlefield was cleaned up, the audience on the south bank of the Suzhou River had dispersed.
Today's defense battle had satisfied everyone.
Although everyone didn't understand how the Eight Hundred Heroes had suddenly defeated the eight thousand Japanese devils.
After cleaning up the battlefield, the death toll of the Japanese devils was tallied: 6,133 Japanese devils whose bodies could be found on the battlefield.
No wounded soldiers, no prisoners.
This was due to the effect of Lin Fan's education of the Special Operations Company in recent days.
Only dead Japanese devils are good Japanese devils!
Therefore, the Special Operations Company did not rescue wounded Japanese devils, nor did they accept Japanese prisoners.
In fact, there may have been wounded Japanese devils on today's battlefield, of course, only possibly.
Because the soldiers of the Special Operations Company all gave them a final shot early, even if there were wounded soldiers, there was no way to know.
But there wasn't a single Japanese devil who wanted to surrender.
Being able to escape was already the maximum that those Japanese devils could do.
Letting them surrender, they were not ready yet.
After the battle, it was time to deal with the aftermath.
Although there were no wounded Japanese devils this time, the concession still stepped forward strongly.
Acting as an intermediary again, they contacted both sides to conduct a transaction for those Japanese corpses.
Koizumi Junichiro used a lot of medicine again to exchange for the bodies of the Japanese devils.
As for his request for the 524th Regiment to return the captured weapons.
Whether it was the great powers of the concession who were the intermediaries, or the 524th Regiment, they regarded his request as nothing more than a fart.
No one responded at all!
This time, the performance of the defenders of the Sihang Warehouse in front of everyone made the citizens of Shanghai very excited: less than two hours after the end of the battle, three trucks of various foods and fruits drove directly into the Sihang Warehouse.
This time, the British and American soldiers guarding the Garbage Bridge on the Suzhou River only checked the goods in these three trucks in detail and then waved them through.
The strong are respected at all times.
The 524th Regiment won the respect of these British and American soldiers with their performance.
Last time, the British and American soldiers forcibly prevented the food and fruit brought by the citizens from crossing the bridge.
After several days of victories, the attitude of these soldiers had changed.
Commander Toshi Takuma was now receiving face-to-face instruction from Commander Matsui Iwane of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters.
Crisp slaps and clear cracking sounds kept ringing in the commander's office.
These days, the soldiers under his command had failed to attack the Sihang Warehouse.
Matsui Iwane's anger had long been like underground magma that was violently moving.
Waiting for an opportunity to erupt!
Today, Toshi Takuma gave him the best opportunity to erupt.
It was clearly just a simple defense battle, but this fame-hungry guy turned it into a performance in front of the whole world.
And then it unexpectedly went wrong.
This was the most infuriating thing.
As soon as Matsui Iwane thought about how the world's newspapers would report this news tomorrow,
He used even more strength with his hand.
This time, he had lost so much face in front of the whole world.
This would greatly affect the empire's image in the world, and it would also give some people within the empire an excuse to jump out and shout about peace and co-prosperity!
This was absolutely not allowed!
"This is absolutely not allowed!" This sentence was now being said by the empire's supreme commander.
He was holding a conference in front of his ministers, saying it to them.
He was extremely angry about the fact that the Shanghai Marine Corps had messed up in front of the whole world.
He clearly demanded that his ministers must ensure that the world's newspapers tomorrow would not report that the Japanese Shanghai Marine Corps attacked the Sihang Warehouse defended by 800 people and suffered more than 6,000 casualties, no matter what method they used.
"Such reports are absolutely not allowed."
Finally, he emphasized again.
International affairs were to be handled by other diplomats.
The affairs of Shanghai were to be handled by Koizumi Junichiro.
As for the local newspapers in Shanghai, of course, they were to be managed by the Shanghai authorities.
This was a very easy thing; Koizumi Junichiro simply submitted an idea of wanting to continue negotiations to Nanjing.
He also mentioned that the empire did not want to see reports of heavy casualties of the Japanese Shanghai Marine Corps in the newspapers.
Nanjing agreed without the slightest hesitation.
Of course, the person who agreed to Koizumi Junichiro this time could not be Regiment Commander Xie, but President Chiang Kai-shek.
President Chiang, who was stationed in Nanjing, was extremely excited after learning about the 524th Regiment's results today.
In recent months, the national anti-Japanese situation continued to deteriorate, except for the Pingxingguan Campaign in September, which annihilated more than 1,000 Japanese devils.
There was no publicity material worth mentioning on the entire anti-Japanese battlefield.
Now, the 524th Regiment, which was stationed in the Sihang Warehouse, had achieved the result of annihilating more than 6,000 enemies in a two-hour battle with 800 against 8,000.
Of course, this had to be well-publicized and written about in great detail.
He had personally arranged the specific publicity work.
Suddenly receiving such a request from Koizumi Junichiro made Chiang Kai-shek very difficult.
He knew in his heart that the Japanese were not to be trusted.
In just these few months, he had been deceived three times, each time by Koizumi Junichiro.
Chiang Kai-shek, who was determined to resolve the dispute between the two countries through negotiations with the Japanese, finally wanted to believe it one more time.
There was no other reason; wasn't the purpose of sending the 524th Regiment to garrison the Sihang Warehouse to attract the attention of the great powers?
And then hope that the great powers would come forward to mediate the dispute between the two sides?
Now, skipping the middleman directly, perhaps the result would be better!
Chiang Kai-shek finally ordered: newspapers across the country must not report the actual number of casualties of the Japanese Shanghai Marine Corps today.
He knew that under the current circumstances, wanting the newspapers not to report the victory of the 524th Regiment today would also greatly dampen the domestic anti-Japanese sentiment.
After all, all Chinese people had seen the statement published by the Japanese in the newspapers.
That was not just a statement; it was a naked challenge.
The 524th Regiment responded with real combat actions, and this answer had to be seen by the people of the whole country no matter what.
Difficult! I'm really too difficult!
Chiang Kai-shek, who had been overjoyed when he received the news of the great victory, rubbed his forehead and sighed.