Yang Ruifu, who had been guarding the Zhabei Railway Station for two months, immediately protested, "Commander! We've been guarding this place for two months, and the number of soldiers sacrificed has exceeded 1,500.

The station has long since fallen; this place has been defended by the blood and flesh of our soldiers.

Just now, the machine gun company eliminated 181 Japanese devils in one go, but we also sacrificed more than thirty soldiers.

So much of our blood and flesh has been spilled here!

And now we're just retreating like this?

I won't retreat!

We can still hold on!

We can still persevere!"

Commander Sun on the other end of the phone was taken aback and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

Since his division had joined the war two months ago, the soldiers had been replaced several times.

The casualties of the troops were huge, and the quality of the newly replenished soldiers could not compare with that of the long-trained veterans.

The combat effectiveness had declined severely, and there was nothing he could do about it.

When war came, it was already a blessing to be able to replenish the ranks.

Although the combat qualities of the soldiers were not high, their will to fight was very firm.

Most of the soldiers were very determined in their will to fight.

Many soldiers only began to learn how to shoot, crawl, and obey orders on the battlefield.

In this meat grinder of a battlefield, those who could survive depended on luck and skill.

But no matter how strong the combat will of the soldiers was.

Sun Yuanliang knew that the National Revolutionary Army was already at risk of being surrounded by the Japanese on the entire front.

Ever since the President had twice accepted Japan's request for peace talks when he had the upper hand.

Allowing the Japanese to transport a large number of support troops from their country, this battle in Shanghai was already lost.

If the National Revolutionary Army did not withdraw its main force at this time, it would suffer a devastating blow.

And Yang Ruifu's battalion was actually left behind to sacrifice at the Sihang Warehouse, to win international sympathy and support.

The country was weak and could only use the lives of its soldiers to beg for the pity and sympathy of those great powers.

He hoped that the President's hopes would not be dashed this time!

Sun Yuanliang's voice softened slightly, "Yang Ruifu! Your battalion's mission this time is to cover the retreat of all troops and hold the Sihang Warehouse for seven days.

You will be the last isolated army to fight in Shanghai.

Such a mission is a one in ten chance of survival!

The Eighty-eighth Division, the first battalion I thought of was the First Battalion.”

Yang Ruifu immediately said, "Report, Commander! From the moment I stood at Zhabei Railway Station, I never thought about going back alive.

Since it is a mission with a one in ten chance of survival,

My battalion will resolutely complete the mission!

We guarantee to hold the Sihang Warehouse for seven days!"

Sun Yuanliang asked, "Are there any difficulties?"

"My battalion needs sufficient weapons, ammunition, and supplies," Yang Ruifu responded loudly.

"Don't worry! I will send someone to deliver the supplies you need."

Commander Sun loudly ordered, "Your unit will withdraw from Zhabei Railway Station at 6:00 p.m. on the 26th and move into the Sihang Warehouse.

In order to strengthen your battalion's combat effectiveness, I am sending Deputy Regiment Commander Xie to command the troops."

The Deputy Regiment Commander Xie mentioned by the commander was Xie Jinyuan!

"Yes! I will follow the Commander's arrangements!"

Having accepted the mission, Yang Ruifu looked at the battlefield in front of him: this morning, they had ambushed a Japanese squadron.

After the machine gun company annihilated the Japanese, the Japanese retaliated with artillery fire, causing heavy casualties to the machine gun company.

More than half of the entire machine gun company was killed or wounded.

This made Company Commander Lei feel very distressed.

After an hour of continuous bombardment, the Japanese offensive today had completely stopped.

They hadn't made any new moves so far.

After thinking for a while, Yang Ruifu said loudly, "Signalman! Call Company Commander Lei over."

Soon, Lei Xiong arrived at the battalion headquarters, and Yang Ruifu pointed to the Sihang Warehouse on the map, "Sihang Warehouse, can you find it?"

"The division headquarters was stationed in that location for a while, I can find it!" Lei Xiong said with a smile.

"The commander has ordered us to retreat from here at six o'clock and go to the Sihang Warehouse to hold it for seven days.

You take the machine gun company and the wounded and go there first to build the outer defenses.

At the same time, tidy up the warehouse and see what else we need. Immediately ask the commander for supplies."

"Yes!" After saluting, Lei Xiong accepted the mission and set off.

The machine gun company only had thirty or so men who could still stand. Lei Xiong led these thirty or so men who could still fight, escorting the same number of wounded soldiers towards the Sihang Warehouse.

The distance from Zhabei Railway Station to the Sihang Warehouse was only a little over three kilometers.

When Lei Xiong led the wounded to the outside of the Sihang Warehouse, they were stopped by a dozen soldiers wearing different uniforms.

This group of soldiers had a chaotic appearance but looked to be in good spirits. Da Feng Novel

Lei Xiong stopped the arrogant and fierce soldiers behind him. These soldiers, who had just emerged from the smoke of battle, were holding machine guns in their hands.

They were ready to shoot at the slightest disagreement.

Chen Sichuan, leading his twenty men, faced this team that had just come down from the battlefield, his heart pounding with fear.

But his words were not at all ambiguous, "We are under the orders of the company commander to guard the Sihang Warehouse, no matter who you are.

You are not allowed to enter!"

Lei Xiong's gaze fell on a group of soldiers not far away who were diligently piling up sandbags.

Those soldiers, like these few, wore military uniforms of various colors and styles.

They had all come from various places to participate in the War of Resistance against Japan.

What these soldiers were doing was exactly what he was about to do.

Lei Xiong's tone softened slightly, "Please call your company commander over."

Lin Fan had already seen the dispute here.

He strode over, "What's going on?"

"Report, Company Commander! This officer wants to enter our company's defense area!"

Lei Xiong looked at Lin Fan, "Lei Xiong, machine gun company commander of the First Battalion, 524th Regiment, 88th Division, 79th Army, is ordered to come and defend the Sihang Warehouse."

Lin Fan smiled and saluted, "Lin Fan of the Anti-Japanese Special Forces Company, welcome brothers of the machine gun company to defend with us.

We are building fortifications, let's all work together.

Chen Sichuan! Help the wounded brothers up to the third floor and let them rest well in the prepared wounded soldier's room."

Chen Sichuan immediately replied spiritedly, "Yes!"

Lei Xiong looked at Lin Fan doubtfully: Anti-Japanese Special Forces Company?

What kind of unit was that?

He had never heard of it!

But he still waved his hand, signaling his soldiers to follow Chen Sichuan and the others into the Sihang Warehouse.

Lei Xiong himself was led by Lin Fan for a walk around the Sihang Warehouse.

This time, Lei Xiong truly and seriously examined the warehouse.

Listening to Lin Fan's introduction, he felt that this Company Commander Lin had a very clear understanding of the entire warehouse situation.

Finally, Lin Fan pointed to the trenches and fortifications being built and said, "We're building a passage here that will ensure we can get supplies from the concession.

When necessary, we can also smoothly enter the concession from here!"

Then Lin Fan looked at Lei Xiong, "My company has just been formed and is extremely short of equipment. Company Commander Lei, can you supplement us with some?"

Lei Xiong looked at Lin Fan, "Do you know the mission ahead?"

Lin Fan pretended to be ignorant, "I don't know!"

"Don't know? What are you guarding here for?"

"We are needed here!"

"This place may be the death ground of all of Shanghai, and you still want to be here?" Lei Xiong asked deliberately.

"I know! They don't know!" Lin Fan said in a low voice.

Lei Xiong suddenly asked, "How many people do you have? How many guns?"

Lin Fan smiled, "One hundred and fifty-seven people, currently only thirty-seven guns that can be used need to be replenished with ammunition, three hundred rounds per gun;

We need to replenish forty rifles with five hundred rounds of ammunition per gun;

Twenty light machine guns with two thousand rounds of ammunition per gun;

Four heavy machine guns with ten thousand rounds of ammunition per gun;

One mortar with three hundred shells;

Five hundred kilograms of TNT;

Five hundred kilograms of five-millimeter iron pellets;

One telescope;

One hundred and fifty-seven helmets;

Three hundred and fourteen sets of uniforms;

Three hundred and fourteen pairs of rubber shoes."

After listening to Lin Fan's casually stated supply needs, Lei Xiong was a little stunned.

These numbers were a bit off.

He thought about it carefully, "You need uniforms, that's true, but do you need two sets per person?"

Lin Fan smiled, "The soldiers are going to lose their lives here, won't you allow them to wear one and take one when they leave?"

Their conversation was not kept secret from the special forces soldiers who were still working hard.

Those soldiers heard this cheap company commander asking the new officer for equipment like a lion opening its mouth.

These soldiers weren't very interested in the weapons.

But they were very, very fond of the obvious one steel helmet, two sets of uniforms, and two pairs of rubber shoes per person!

These newly arrived soldiers all had steel helmets on their heads, uniform military uniforms, and the rubber shoes on their feet didn't hurt their feet when they walked.

No matter how you looked at it, they were very impressive!

Could their miscellaneous troops also have this equipment?

Those soldiers didn't know that these uniforms that their cheap company commander was asking for were the cheapest of all.

If the weapons he requested were really issued, it would be completely another machine gun company.

Lei Xiong looked at the soldiers who suddenly became energetic, "Can they fire machine guns?

Can they use heavy machine guns?

And mortars?

Can they use them?

I think it would be great if all the soldiers under your command could use rifles."

Lin Fan smiled and pointed into the distance, "Do you see that? Under the half-collapsed eaves, the hanging lamp that is still shaking."

Lei Xiong looked over but couldn't find it for a moment.

Lin Fan prompted again, "Seven hundred meters away!"

This time Lei Xiong saw it: a house that had mostly collapsed, with a street lamp hanging under the eaves, swaying in the wind.

"I'll shoot the wire that's hanging the lamp and knock the lamp down from here.

If I knock it down, you report what I want.

If I miss, then pretend nothing happened!"

Lei Xiong said, "Okay!" He was about to say it when he suddenly came to his senses.

"That's not fair! If you miss, you don't have anything at stake.

How about this, if you miss, all these soldiers will accept my reorganization, and you will be a platoon leader under me."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Deputy company commander!"

"Okay! You'll be the deputy company commander!"

Those soldiers who were still building trenches heard that their cheap company commander was going to gamble with the real company commander.

The bet was their equipment!

They immediately put down the work they were doing and watched from afar with concern.

Lin Fan smiled and said to them, "You've all been working for so long, everyone take a fifteen-minute break.

Come over and cheer for your company commander!

If the company commander shoots well, everyone will get rich!

If the company commander shoots badly, everyone will still get rich with Company Commander Lei."

When those soldiers heard this, it really was the case.

In any case, they could all get a good set of clothes to wear.

These soldiers didn't dare to be lazy under Lin Fan's supervision.

After all, the company commander who started shooting and killing people at the slightest disagreement.

No one knew which would come first, his second shot or tomorrow! Now the company commander was voluntarily giving everyone fifteen minutes of rest time.

They all gathered around.

Yang Daren said with a smile, "Company Commander! It's not easy to see from so far away, how can you shoot!

You're bound to lose!"

The soldiers under Lei Xiong also ran out, asking each other about the content of the bet.

What they were most concerned about was the distance of seven hundred meters.

Lin Fan smiled, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't block my line of sight."

Those soldiers who were in front of him immediately dispersed.

They watched him just stand there, preparing in a standing posture.

"Bang!"