From awakening to participating in the battle, to taking turns to resting, Hu Biao, who was eating with a helmet and soybeans, seemed a little confused. However, seeing that other soldiers were eating very vigorously, he could only grit his teeth and swallow the food in his helmet into his stomach.

There is no meat, only a small amount of pickles, so the taste of this food can be imagined. But Hu Biao knew in his heart that this food was probably not something that many troops participating in the Anti-Japanese War could often eat.

It is normal for many troops to eat one meal a day. For Hu Biao, who is used to three meals a day, he needs to adapt to the problem of eating alone. Fortunately, Hu Biao has a strong adaptability in this regard.

Just when Hu Biao didn't care about the smell and planned to fill his stomach as soon as possible, Chen Qiang, the fifth squad leader, also holding a helmet, came over and said with a smile: "Da Biao, I really can't tell that you were bombed. Your marksmanship is much better than before!"

This sounds like a compliment, but to Hu Biao, he understands this is a flaw. The original owner of his body was just a good machine gun, and he has a strong sense of strength and is a veteran in the class, so it is normal for him to be popular.

But the rifle's marksmanship can only be considered average!

But in the previous few hours of battle, Hu Biao showed his unruly and shooting skills at the time of battle, which really made the entire third squad and the machine gun company admired it very much. After all, soldiers all believed in the rule that the strong were respected!

Facing Chen Qiang's inquiry, Hu Biao cleaned up the food left in his helmet and said, "Squad Leader 5, I have to make some progress after walking to the Hall of Hell! It's hard to vent my anger if I don't kill a few Japanese! "

"It's OK! If I can go back alive this time, I will definitely ask for me. In the previous battle, there were at least dozens of Japanese devils who were beaten to death by your kid. Your own battle results will almost be as good as ours."

Lei Xiong, who also took the meal in a rotation, smiled and patted Hu Biao's shoulder. He even took out a cigarette from his pocket and said, "There is a war next time, I can't drink wine, so I'll give you a cigarette!"

"Thank you, company commander!"

Hu Biao, who had not taken a polite cigarette, took out a match from Lei Xiong's pocket, lit this kind of filterless cigarette, and started smoking. However, the cigarette smelled a little choking, which made Hu Biao couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this scene, Lei Xiong also smiled and said, "It seems that you kid, you still haven't learned to smoke!"

The machine gun company soldiers who were dining in the temporary canteen of the warehouse were somewhat envious of Lei Xiong's attention and praise to Hu Biao. However, Hu Biao's previous performance was indeed worthy of their admiration.

With Hu Biao's pistol technique, these machine gunners only need to be wary of the Japanese artillery bombardment. Other Japanese artillery within a range of 100 meters near the position can basically not escape Hu Biao's shooting. In a sense, Hu Biao has ensured the safety of many people.

Even though Xie Jinyuan, who was in charge of guarding the warehouse, verbally praised Hu Biao after learning about this situation. However, Hu Biao was not very happy to see the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

In such an environment, Hu Biao actually needs to save himself. After all, without the support of other officers and soldiers of a battalion, Hu Biao alone was too whimsical to deal with so many vicious Japanese devils.

At least the previous battle made Hu Biao confirm that the Japanese were not simple. In terms of tactical actions and shooting levels, they were much better than the officers and soldiers of the first battalion who were staying in the warehouse. The advantage of the first battalion may be the advantage in terrain.

However, now is only the third day of the battle. If there is no deviation in history, they still need to persist for one or two days. Hu Biao has reason to believe that the remaining battle will become more and more difficult.

As Hu Biao guessed, the Japanese commander in charge of the attack seemed a little frustrated when he saw the attacks many times. Looking at the general who was increasingly dissatisfied with his expression, these battlefield commanders could only continue to order to fight desperately.

Not long after, the officers and soldiers of the machine gun company who were still resting soon saw the battalion commander Yang Ruifu running over with an anxious look on his face and said, "The Japanese have driven the chariots! You can go back to the position quickly, be sure to block the Japanese and don't let them get close to the warehouse."

‘Charge!’

When Hu Biao heard this, his first reaction was the Japanese Dowdy's Douding Tank. This thing was probably the same as a large iron toy in later generations. But in this era, it was a very difficult and hard bone to crack.

When the machine gun company quickly entered the position, Hu Biao discovered that the chariot Yang Ruifu mentioned was actually an armored vehicle equipped with a machine gun. But even so, this armored vehicle was still difficult to deal with.

Looking at the armored vehicle slowly advancing to the front of the position, Hu Biao tried to fire a shot, but found that the bullet hit the edge of the gun mouth of the armored vehicle machine. The bullets he fired did not penetrate into the body of the armored vehicle machine gunner as he thought.

Hu Biao, who had no choice but to use the armored vehicle for the time being, quickly changed his combat thinking and aimed the gun at the infantry advancing with the armored vehicle. After pulling the trigger again, a Japanese man who was advancing with the armored vehicle quickly fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

Unfortunately, both machine guns and rifle bullets were unable to withstand the assault of the Japanese tanks. Looking at the soldiers who kept falling under the Japanese tank machine guns, Hu Biao seemed somewhat anxious and was also thinking about ways to defeat the enemy.

What surprised Hu Biao was that before he could come up with a solution, he saw something falling on the window. When he looked carefully, he saw the falling object that hit the Japanese chariot, which was actually a soldier holding a pack of explosives.

With a loud "boom", a Japanese chariot approaching the warehouse stopped abruptly with the loud bang of explosive packs. Just as Hu Biao was shocked by this scene, his figures fell from the window.

The explosion after explosion frustrated the attacking Japanese chariot troops. Conversely, each explosion meant that a soldier gave his precious life. This kind of bravery shocked Hu Biao.

"Such a brave warrior is indeed worthy of the reputation of a hero!"

At this time and time, Hu Biao had just visited the Anti-Japanese War Memorial Hall. He still had some understanding of the battle. The so-called eight hundred heroes guarding the Sihang Warehouse actually had only one main battalion of troops.

Facing the Japanese who dispatched chariots and tried to attack Sihang Warehouse, the soldiers guarding the warehouse finally chose to resist tenaciously in the form of human bombs. These soldiers who jumped from the upstairs with explosives bags were very clear about the ending after jumping off.

Even so, these soldiers still had no regrets. Thinking of this, Hu Biao was very impressed and said excitedly: "The country has dead soldiers, so how can they be insulted by foreign enemies! I should be proud of being lucky enough to witness this moment with my own eyes!"

Such a brave and fearless scene moved the Japanese commander in charge of the attack. Seeing the chariots that were blown up one after another, the Japanese commander could only say in frustration: "Retreat!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Japanese retreating, Hu Biao did not forget to kill a few more Japanese to avenge the dead comrades. Although he had been together for a short time and had even thought about retreating and leaving the army, Hu Biao still regarded these soldiers as comrades.

When the Japanese withdrew from the attack range, a new round of artillery fire broke out again. What made the Japanese feel helpless was that the Sihang Warehouse was built very strongly, and the first battalion of officers and soldiers hiding in the warehouse did not suffer much damage.

When night fell again, looking at the soldiers lying on the position and squinted their eyes, Hu Biao knew that there was not much time left before the first battalion was ordered to retreat. However, the ending after retreat was something that no one could have imagined.

Leaning against the wall of the warehouse, Hu Biao recalled the information he had seen before visiting the memorial hall. The first battalion guarding the Sihang Warehouse was ordered to retreat and announced his reunion with the 88th Division, but was immediately confiscated by the British army in the opposite concession and restricted their freedom.

The reason was that the Japanese army threatened to invade the concession if they were asked to leave. As a result, the foreigners in the concession compromised and eventually sent them to the public concession defense zone for isolation and placed them under house arrest.

In the following years of detention, this army, which was regarded as a hero by the Shanghai military and civilians, had a bad ending. The regiment commander Xie Jinyuan was even assassinated to death, and the rest of the soldiers were captured and even humiliated by the Japanese.

"What to do? Can I save their fate?"

For Hu Biao, he had already made plans to leave this army. But after a day of fighting, he felt that these brave soldiers should not have such a tragic fate. The question is, what can he do?

As an ordinary sergeant, Hu Biao couldn't even control his own destiny, so how could he say he could save the lives of other people? The most important thing is that such a heroic unit will inevitably involve many struggles.

After some thought, Hu Biao had to admit that at this moment, he had no power or power, and the only thing he could do was to save his own destiny. As for the fate of other people, he could only take one step at a time!
Chapter completed!