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into the night.

The concession is still the same concession, Suzhou Creek is still the same Suzhou Creek, only the people walking along the river are constantly changing.

It was snowing again, bigger than in the morning, and it whitened the bald heads of the two monks standing at the entrance of the casino.

Eva Li wrapped her fur coat to cover her bare legs, and glanced at the woman standing by the embankment playing the harmonica.

"You play really well."

"Really?" Gao Min tilted his head and glanced at him: "I've been practicing all day."

"Practiced all day? Are you going to blow it to someone you like?"

Gao Min nodded.

"It's his luck to have such a beautiful girlfriend as you."

"I don't know if it's his girlfriend, but...he's not lucky."

"Why?"

"He's on the other side."

EVA Li looked astonished, and looked up at the two buildings that survived the war.

On the small building behind the two of them, Professor Zhang looked and looked with a binoculars: "No, why can't I see soldiers looking over here today?"

"Oh, take a look, you'll know it every day, your student has come to see you." His wife's voice came from inside the room.

"Han Yi is here?"

"She also brought a companion named Yang Huimin, who she said was from the Boy Scouts."

Scouts?

Could it be the person who swam to the other side the night before yesterday?

"Here we come, here we come." Professor Zhang put away the binoculars and turned to enter the room. If it was that girl, he had to inquire about the Sihang warehouse.

In the room next to the bar terrace, an AFP reporter in a woolen overcoat with a cigar between his fingers reads a draft while an assistant types.

"Look, there is movement on the other side."

I don’t know who yelled, the AFP reporter in a woolen coat stopped reading the draft, walked over quickly, leaned out of the fence and looked east, and saw the small south-facing door on the first floor of the warehouse of the Continental Bank. A Type 91 armored vehicle is slowly driving towards the new garbage bridge.

"They're leaving."

The person who came from behind said: "Is it just relying on an armored vehicle to transport the personnel? It may not be possible to withdraw all the soldiers by tomorrow, but there is a regiment there."

On the first floor of the casino on the left, Liu Rong walked to the window with a cup of tea, looked at the dark four-line warehouse opposite and said, "I hope he can succeed."

Du Yuesheng took the cigarette from the knife, crossed his legs and said, "Don't worry, I was taken aback when I heard his plan. It is impossible for the Japanese to think that they would retreat in this way."

Liu Rong said: "I'm not worried about this, I'm..."

She looked towards the New Garbage Bridge. At this time, the Japanese had turned on the searchlights, and the beams from the ruins of the Bank of China warehouse illuminated the intersection in front of the New Garbage Bridge.

Da da da da da da~

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

The bullets from the Type 92 heavy machine gun hit the shell of the armored vehicle, and sparks flew.

Citizens shouted from the street: "The Japanese have shot, the Japanese have shot..."

...

At the same time, in the tent behind the ruins of the Bank of China warehouse, Jin Weixun, who was sitting cross-legged in front of a small square table wiping Guan Zuo's saber, put down the white cloth in his hand, and inserted the saber into the scabbard with a "clang".

"Your Excellency, the Chinese army has begun to withdraw. The first batch of soldiers are taking armored vehicles to the south bank of the Suzhou River. Because the distance is too far to use heavy artillery, it is difficult for our army's firearms to cause fatal damage."

A lieutenant came up behind him to report the latest news from the front.

In fact, he didn't need to say it. Hearing the sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun operating, Jin Weixun also knew that the defenders of the Sixing Warehouse had started to move.

"Pass my order and prepare to attack."

Jin Weixun left the camp with an official sato, climbed to the second floor of the ruins of the Bank of China warehouse, and a lieutenant took the binoculars in his hands and looked at the new garbage bridge in front of him.

The armored vehicle was slowly backing up, and the wounded were unloaded from the rear compartment under the fire of the Type 92 heavy machine gun.

The space inside the armored vehicle is very limited, and it is still used to transport the wounded now, and it would be nice to be able to hold three people at a time. I really don't know whether to say that guy is kind or stupid.

If the soldiers of the 524th regiment fought this battle with the belief that they would die, they would really not want to attack at night because the defenders had a great advantage, but if it was the 524th regiment that received the order to retreat, they would be impetuous and their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

"According to the original plan, attack."

Following the order, the Japanese soldiers who had already lined up poured out from behind the ruins and rushed towards the Sixing Warehouse.

In the first echelon are four bean chariots and two Type 95 tanks, which are all the armored vehicles he can take out now.

Different from the previous battles, the four bean chariots and two Type 95 tanks were divided into two groups, outflanking from the two wings to the four-row warehouse at the maximum speed.

The concession is in the south, so you can't launch artillery attacks. If you cut into the back of the Sixing Warehouse, this can not only solve the armored vehicles that cannot be handled by firearms, but also attack the soldiers of the 524th Regiment. Moreover, it is night, as long as you keep moving, the enemy's anti-tank weapons Hitting six armored targets is no easy feat.

Jin Weixun had a good idea, and what happened half a minute later gave him a shock.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

In the snowy night, continuous flashes of light burst on both sides of the four-row warehouse, and the chariot that he had placed high hopes on was directly finished.

The Type 95 tank was alright, but its track was blown off and it couldn’t move. The turret could still turn and shoot. The Bean Chariot was miserable, because the armor was thin and the chassis was torn. It changed from a mobile firepower point to a steel grave.

The first wave of charge came to a "good start", and the only remaining armored units of the alliance were all bored.

Jin Weixun turned his face to look at the major next to him: "Asshole, how do you do things?"

Shao Zuo looked at a loss. Since the first wave of attack was launched a few days ago, his people have been monitoring the movements of the Sixing Warehouse 24 hours a day. The people who have never been there have never been there. It was obviously not a minefield when they attacked yesterday, so why did they plant the mines today?

Not to mention that he didn't know why, the people in the 524 regiment were also full of confusion.

Qi Jiaming poked out his scalp and looked at the Type 95 tank whose tracks were blown off by a landmine, and he was puzzled and asked, "Who buried this mine? When did it?"

Yangguai said: "The goose remembers that he played with the landmines after he came back from there last night. He doesn't know when he buried them."

"Does this guy have ghosts and gods to help him?"

"Now is not the time for you to think about how he laid mines."

Yang Deyu threw an anti-tank gun to Qi Jiaming, pulled him to the first floor, put the gun to the small window, aimed at the Japanese tanks that were shooting the wall with 37MM guns or vehicle-mounted machine guns, and pulled the trigger.

Boom~

when~

The target tank has an extra hole in the side armor.

At a distance of less than ten meters, hitting a Japanese tank with a 20MM caliber anti-tank gun is basically the result of piercing it. After all, it was designed to deal with Soviet tanks.

"Why doesn't the enemy have this kind of weapon?" Qi Jiaming suddenly realized a problem when he moved to the firepower point in the front hall. Since it was a Japanese weapon, why didn't the enemy use it to deal with the armored vehicles transporting soldiers on the garbage bridge.

Yang Deyu said: "There are only two 20MM anti-tank guns in the entire Shanghai dispatched army, and they were all brought to him."

"..." Qi Jiaming couldn't figure out how Lin Yue did it anyway.

If he knew that the fighter plane that destroyed the British airship was also piloted by Lin Yue, maybe there would be no such problem. Even the aircraft carrier can get in. How can it be considered to be able to get this thing with the help of [Hypnotism] Difficult?

"Stop thinking about it, the enemy's infantry is coming." Yang Deyu threw him a regular rifle, picked up the Czech rifle left by the machine gun company, and rushed outside to sweep it.

chug chug chug~

A trail of light from the tracer, followed by a dense ray of light.

Woo~

Chirp~

da da da da ~

Boom~

Explosions and gunshots stirred up the night, and the armored vehicles did not stop, shuttling between the warehouses of the Continental Bank and the cease-fire points where the Red Cross flag was spread.

Speaking of Jin Weixun, he was a man of his word. Once the armored vehicle approached the red cross flag, the suppression of firepower from the east came to an abrupt end.

Because the Type 92 heavy machine gun deployed in the ruins of the Bank of China warehouse on the southwest side of the Sixing Warehouse shifted its target to the firepower point near the window of the Sixing Warehouse, the pressure on the armored vehicles dropped sharply, and the tower on the east side of the river only had a crooked machine gun and a sniper rifle. It's just a show.

"Yamada-kun, look... what is that?"

When the armored vehicle unloaded the last wave of wounded, left the new garbage bridge and arrived at the south gate area of ​​the Continental Bank warehouse, which was also their blind spot, the snipers discovered a very strange change.

The Japanese corporal commander and the deputy shooter who operated the crooked sub-machine gun looked at the sniper's pointing. Although their eyesight was greatly reduced by the night, they could still see something?

"Hey, what's going on?"

Thanks to Light in the Night for the inexplicably sad tip of 500 starting coins, H051, and the 100 starting coins for Fu News tipping.