Shang Yuegui looked at the two unrelenting soldiers, knowing that it was impossible to photograph the company commander again.

She regretfully looked at the powerful scene before her, and had to give up the idea of continuing to film.

Although Shang Yuegui couldn't continue filming the scene, she still looked at Lin Fan.

Watching his non-stop shooting, she was still a bit curious: "Is your company commander always like this on the battlefield?"

Wu Xiaobao handed his rifle to Lin Fan, took the rifle from his hand, and loaded it with bullets.

Then he said, "Of course, our company commander is a god..."

Zhao Long said loudly, "Be careful about secrecy."

Wu Xiaobao stopped talking.

Zhao Long said sternly, "Not only can't we film our company commander, but we can't film anyone in our company.

If you film it, we will expose your film."

This was the first time Shang Yuegui had encountered such unreasonable soldiers:

Was it really a case of a scholar meeting a soldier, where reason couldn't prevail?

Over the years, she had interviewed many soldiers and military camps.

Everywhere she went, she was able to enter places that ordinary people couldn't.

She had even been to many highly confidential national defense projects.

And whenever she made a request to film, she had never been refused.

Which of those soldiers and officers didn't perk up when they saw her about to take their picture, eager to have her capture their best side?

Often, the higher the officer, the more they wanted her to take a few good photos, hoping she would write more praise about them.

Some officers would even proactively offer a small gift, asking her to write more about the deeds of their unit.

Write about the new changes they had made in training, and how much their combat capabilities had increased.

Even the Nationalist Air Force, those newly introduced advanced aircraft, which one hadn't she gone up to film?

Only today, only with this officer, had she run into a snag.

Today, she had not only seen the Japanese being killed and bleeding like rivers, but she had also seen a ghost.

These company commander's rules were so strange: no photos allowed!

While Shang Yuegui's thoughts were swirling in her head, she also paid special attention to Lin Fan's movements.

The officer's movements didn't seem fast, very methodical.

Raise the gun, fire!

Raise the gun again, fire!

It was so calm and unhurried!

It was so neither fast nor slow!

But Shang Yuegui knew clearly that the company commander's movements were very, very fast.

Because she cleverly used the soldiers next to the company commander as a reference.

When the company commander had finished firing five bullets, the soldier not far from him had only fired one shot.

And Shang Yuegui also looked in the direction he was aiming: with each shot, a Japanese soldier would fall.

If that was a coincidence, then every time he fired a shot, a Japanese soldier would fall.

Such a coincidence was too coincidental.

This was a capable person!

Shang Yuegui was now even more interested in Lin Fan.

She saw that after Lin Fan fired five bullets, he reloaded them in the blink of an eye.

The whole process took less than a second, and he continued to shoot.

She didn't understand why, since this man could reload so quickly himself.

What was the point of exchanging guns with the two young soldiers behind him?

A woman who couldn't hide her thoughts immediately asked her question.

Wu Xiaobao immediately touched the gun in his hand that hadn't been fired for a while.

Then he held the gun and said to Shang Yuegui, "Touch it?"

"It's a little hot!" was Shang Yuegui's feeling.

"The company commander shoots continuously, and the barrel will quickly turn red and expand, which will affect accuracy.

So he needs to change guns after firing a few magazines.

We are the ones who send him guns, to ensure that the gun in the company commander's hand is always in the best condition."

This was the first time Shang Yuegui had heard this explanation, and she said with a suspicious look on her face, "Why don't they change guns?"

She was referring to the other soldiers.

Wu Xiaobao pointed to the soldiers and said, "They don't shoot as fast as Company Commander Lin, so the barrel doesn't get as hot."

Shang Yuegui was still not convinced: "Why didn't the machine guns change?"

Wu Xiaobao was a little impatient: "Machine guns are for suppressing a wide area, not for precise strikes.

They don't care about a little deviation, they want firepower.

As long as there are enough bullets, they will eventually hit something."

After saying this, he skillfully exchanged guns with Lin Fan again.

Wu Xiaobao didn't say much, and Shang Yuegui thought for a while and understood.

The company commander fired five shots for every one shot fired by other soldiers, so his gun would naturally heat up much faster.

This also explained why he needed to change guns so often.

Shang Yuegui still had some questions in her mind, but she had run into too many snags in this special company today.

She was a little afraid to ask more, and just pointed to the tank and asked, "Is it okay to film this?"

Wu Xiaobao looked at his comrade on top of the tank, from this position he could only see half of his face.

Then he nodded: "Yes! Be careful not to film his whole face.

If you really film it, you must destroy it."

"Why are there such regulations? What are you afraid of?"

Shang Yuegui's nature as a reporter finally couldn't suppress the questions in her heart, and she asked again.

Wu Xiaobao said dismissively, "The company commander said so!"

And that was it.

Shang Yuegui was originally listening carefully, thinking that he would have a long explanation.

She didn't expect that was the end of the explanation.

She also understood that this little soldier was the company commander's loyal dog.

The company commander said so! In this little soldier's eyes, that was enough to explain everything.

There was no need for any other reason.

"I'll have a chance to ask their company commander directly!" Shang Yuegui understood.

Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino Eiji finally despaired: as the battle progressed to this point, he could no longer see any hope of victory.

No matter how brave the soldiers he sent out, they couldn't get close to the three tanks that the enemy was firing from.

Let alone destroy them.

He personally saw the soldiers he sent out bravely launching assaults.

These soldiers who launched the assaults faced the enemy's hail of bullets, fearlessly charging, and they fell on the way to the assault.

There were also cunning warriors lying on the ground pretending to be dead, facing the tens of tons of tanks rolling towards them.

These soldiers overcame their fear, bravely waiting for the last moment to pull the detonator of the explosive pack, and die with the tank.

But the Nationalist soldiers on the other side didn't give these warriors of his any chance at all.

No matter what kind of disguise the Empire's warriors used, they would be shot dead by the Nationalist soldiers beside the tanks.

Those Nationalist soldiers didn't seem to be very smart either, anyway, they just shot at all the corpses lying on the tanks' path.

Some of the Japanese soldiers who were obviously already dead, the Nationalist soldiers would still shoot a few more times.

This team on the other side must have run out of hell.

They didn't give him any chance at all! Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino Eiji thought in despair.

No matter what method his team used, they could see through it.

These Nationalist soldiers were resolutely charging towards the command post he had set up.

Was this still the team that had been fighting him for the past two months?

When did they become so brave, so clever?

Thinking back to two months ago, when he led more than a hundred soldiers to guard the Da Gong textile factory:

The Nationalist soldiers wearing the same uniforms, with so many soldiers and such strong firepower, hadn't been able to take down the fortress he was guarding in half a month.

But today, they seemed to have changed, these Nationalist soldiers were too ferocious.

Now the nearest tank was less than twenty meters away from the command post.

Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino Eiji had set up a large number of explosives in the command post.

Since the Empire's warriors couldn't blow it up, he would do it himself!

The tank stopped twenty meters away, and the heavy machine gun on the tank roared and shot into the command post.

An explosive pack was thrown in from the observation hole of the command post.

Yoshino Eiji looked at the explosive pack wrapped in an Empire's military uniform.

Although it was a piece of cloth cut from the military uniform, he still recognized it: it was cut from a trouser leg.

The sound of the fuse burning suddenly became so clear in the noisy battlefield.

So clear that he seemed to hear a woman's voice: Yoshino-san, you must work hard for the Empire!

Noriko!

You must continue to serve the Empire's soldiers!

A thunderclap, as if a sound from the sky.

Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino Eiji felt a great force hitting him like a hammer.

His whole body was lifted up by the air wave and slammed heavily against the wall of the temporary command post.

He could no longer stand up, his eyes finally fixed on several figures breaking into his command post.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino Eiji could no longer find where he had placed the explosive pack.

After the temporary command post of the northern attacking force of the Japanese Shanghai Marine Corps was destroyed.

Without a field commander, all the Japanese soldiers fought on their own.

They were constantly divided and annihilated by the five, six, seven, and eight squads of the First Company, Second Company, and Special Company.

Those Japanese soldiers held on to the danger, but they were relying on buildings that had already become ruins.

If these positions were used as temporary hiding places during an attack, there would be no problem at all.

Now the Japanese soldiers wanted to use these positions as strongholds, as fortifications to resist the Nationalist army with three tanks as vanguards.

That would not be of much use at all.

More than three hundred Nationalist soldiers became more and more courageous as they fought!

At this time, no soldier was not excited.

No soldier was not excited, no soldier didn't like such a hearty battle like today.

More than three hundred soldiers fought nearly three thousand Japanese soldiers with no power to fight back.

What made these Nationalist soldiers even more excited was that even though these Japanese soldiers clearly knew that they were no match, none of them escaped.

Just like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, they didn't dare to run around in front of the butcher.

Afraid of being picked by the butcher while running.

Even if it was a thousand pigs, it would take time to catch them.

Not to mention the Japanese soldiers who knew how to resist.

The Special Company, First Company, and Second Company took a full two hours to completely annihilate the Japanese soldiers in this direction.

The soldiers didn't rest after just finishing off these Japanese soldiers.

They quickly cleaned up the battlefield again.

The Japanese soldiers attacking from the north truly displayed their Bushido spirit, none of them escaped, and none of them surrendered.

Regarding this point, Lin Fan said: I like it! He liked to take advantage of their weakness and kill them.

Only by killing a large number of the Japanese soldiers' active forces could their war potential be stifled.

When cleaning up the battlefield, Company Commander Shangguan Zhibiao looked at the distance of less than five hundred meters from the Sihang Warehouse to the Japanese temporary command post.

This area was full of Japanese corpses, densely packed.

He laughed wildly: "Old Deng! Today's battle was enjoyable, wasn't it!

I never thought that there would be such a day for fighting the Japanese."

Without waiting for Deng Ying to answer, Shangguan Zhibiao said to Shang Yuegui, "Miss! Can you take a picture for me?"

Shang Yuegui finally regained her confidence with him, and said with a smile, "Of course."

Shangguan Zhibiao had a victorious smile on his face, one hand supporting the rifle, the rifle butt standing on the ground, his hand supporting the bayonet position.

Under his feet, he specially asked the soldiers of the First Company to carry a few Japanese corpses to墊着.

He specially asked people to carry out the corpses from the command post.

Because the corpses in the command post were of higher military rank, this could show his power even more.

In order to increase credibility, he also specially exposed Lieutenant Colonel Yoshino Eiji's face to the camera, and all the faces of the other Japanese officers that could be shown were also specially exposed.

In Company Commander Shangguan's words: today, let these Japanese soldiers show their faces well with him!

Shangguan Zhibiao took the lead, and more people wanted to take photos later.

Shang Yuegui, as if demonstrating, accepted all the requests of these officers and soldiers.

While busy, she quietly looked at the officer who had just scolded her.

At this time, he was in the distance, loudly directing his soldiers to search the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, not knowing what he was doing. Da Feng Novel

Deng Ying saw her looking at Lin Fan, and said with a smile: "Don't mind him, that's just how he is.

He's not friendly on the battlefield, but he's this good at fighting."

After saying that, he held up his thumb.

Shang Yuegui had a good impression of the officer who brought her up here.

She asked, "What is he doing over there?"

Deng Ying said with a smile, "Teaching his soldiers how to clean up the battlefield."

"Does this need to be taught?"

"I think so too. Cleaning up the battlefield, isn't it just searching the body and picking up loot!" Deng Ying said with a smile.

The two reached a happy consensus on this point.

Not only was the north cleaning up the battlefield, but the battlefields in the east and west directions of the entire Sihang Warehouse were spread even further.

The eastern battlefield had already left the Sihang Warehouse by two thousand meters.

Now Chen Sichuan and Liu Laopao were sweeping back all the way.

Although they chased far, the Japanese soldiers also ran fast, and the battle ended much earlier than in the north.

The captured materials were placed on the tanks, and the tanks had now become the best pack animals.

The reporters on the south bank of the Suzhou River had all run to the north bank.

Some of them were interviewing Regiment Commander Xie.

These reporters were constantly taking pictures of the Japanese corpses that had fallen outside the outer fortifications.

At this time, they were still talking and laughing.

After all, the two sides fighting here were not their own people, and their feelings about this would not touch their souls.

When these reporters entered the Sihang Warehouse, they immediately saw the tank stuck in the wall.

Regiment Commander Xie vividly explained: At that time, there were several Japanese soldiers fighting the 542nd Regiment with bayonets in front of this iron gate, and the Japanese tanks crashed in here again, and there were thousands of Japanese soldiers charging outside.

"What about the Japanese soldiers who rushed in?"

A reporter asked.

These reporters had all personally seen a lot of Japanese soldiers rushing in.

Regiment Commander Xie pointed to a corner of the warehouse and said, "They're all there."

At this time, all the reporters looked in the direction of Regiment Commander Xie's finger.

Suddenly, many reporters felt a chill down their backs and their hair stood on end.

Too shocking.

A mountain of corpses!

This was a real mountain of corpses!

Hundreds of corpses were piled together, much higher than them.

Under this pile of corpses, fresh blood was still flowing outwards.

The reporters who had just been able to talk and laugh freely could no longer laugh.

They had finally truly witnessed the cruelty of war.

During the outer fortifications, they saw more Japanese corpses than here.

It's just that those corpses were scattered, and even if they were piled together, there were only a few corpses.

It was not as visually shocking as the hundreds of corpses here being piled up like firewood.

Xie Jinyuan said sternly: "We never take the initiative to provoke any country.

Without invasion, there is no war.

The fate of these Japanese soldiers was already doomed from the moment they stepped on this land."

A reporter asked: "Regiment Commander Xie, what are your thoughts on the statement issued by the Japanese Shanghai Marine Corps in the newspaper today?"

Xie Jinyuan smiled slightly: "The Japanese always arrogantly believe that their temporary victory can be a complete victory.

The concessions we have made for peace have been mistakenly regarded by them as our weakness.

They have never truly understood the true spirit and culture of their thousand-year suzerain state.

We have never taken the initiative to invade any country, and in our long history,

Thousands of years of strength have not led to endless invasions of other countries.

We are a peace-loving country and nation.

But this is not the reason why I am afraid of war and suffer invasion.

The Japanese have only learned a superficial understanding of Oriental thought from us.

They believe that their temporary strength can occupy the land of their former suzerain state.

Therefore, there was the laughable statement this morning.

Facts will always be more eloquent than words!

Everything now fully proves that the so-called statement of Japan is just a joke.

It also fully shows that the final outcome of all unjust wars can only be failure.

Today's failure of the Japanese Shanghai Marine Corps also says that Japanese imperialists are just paper tigers.

As long as we dare to fight and are good at fighting, we will definitely be able to tear apart the disguise of this paper tiger.

History will definitely prove that everything they are doing now is a disaster for themselves.

It is also a disaster for the whole world."

A reporter, clearly a white European, immediately said loudly: "Although you have won a victory today.

But I still have to say: this is just a matter between your two countries.

This is just a conflict between two countries that happened in East Asia.

It has nothing to do with us!

It will not be our disaster!"