83: Chapter 83 This is where we will be buried.
Dawn broke, and light shone into The Warehouse through the windows.
Wang Ye woke from his light sleep.
Soon, the other Chinese Soldiers woke up as well.
At this moment, someone brought over steel plates and wooden boards.
They sealed off the windows that hadn't been closed yet.
The reason for sealing the windows was to prevent the Little Devils from throwing grenades into The Warehouse.
Wang Ye inspected the construction structure of The Warehouse.
It was made of concrete, and the walls of The Warehouse were very thick.
It was sufficient to withstand ordinary small-caliber artillery.
The defensive capability of The Warehouse was quite good.
As long as enough supplies and ammunition were stored inside, they could hold out for a long time.
Most importantly, this side was close to the International Settlement.
Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin walked over at this moment.
He looked at the group of Chinese Soldiers and began to speak.
"Brothers, our mission is to hold Sihang Warehouse. Without orders, we cannot retreat."
"This place is our burial ground. If we are to die, we die here. We will never retreat!"
"Today, we will show the foreigners that we Chinese are not cowards. Our blood may run dry, but the burning passion in our hearts will never run dry."
"The Chinese people may fall once, but even more Chinese people will stand up."
"Swear to defend our territory with our lives, swear to defend our homeland with our lives!"
The Chinese Soldiers of the First Battalion heard Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin's words, their expressions solemn.
Following Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin, they shouted, "Swear to defend our territory with our lives!"
In such an atmosphere, Wang Ye also couldn't help but shout out.
There is nothing wrong with patriotism.
It is precisely because there are so many patriots that the country's future has hope.
Inside the livestream room, the audience, under this atmosphere, all posted barrages swearing to defend the territory with their lives.
Although the China in this world was a game world to them.
But they were all called China, had the same faces, and shared the same culture.
No matter where it is, as long as it is China, it can resonate.
"Although the Battle of Shanghai was lost, the Chinese people have not been defeated. I believe that China will definitely be able to defeat the Little Devils."
"One generation of Chinese people has sacrificed, but we still have the next generation."
"This is the spirit of our Chinese Soldiers, swearing to defend our country with our lives."
After Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin finished speaking, he directed the Chinese Soldiers to continue reinforcing the defenses of The Warehouse.
There must be absolutely no loopholes left.
Even if they were to die, they had to die with value.
The longer they held out, the greater the opportunity for China would be.
Although he knew this hope was slim, it was better than having no hope at all.
Some things must be tried to know if they will work.
After calming his mood, Wang Ye went to the top floor of The Warehouse.
In this storyline, he was a company commander.
The rank was quite high.
He walked to the edge of the parapet on the top floor.
On the opposite side was the International Settlement.
The two sides faced each other across the river.
Wang Ye saw that there were quite a few people on the opposite bank looking towards this side.
They had discovered the unusual situation at Sihang Warehouse.
The vast majority of these people were Chinese.
Their attire was elegant and luxurious; one could tell at a glance that they were wealthy people.
They looked towards The Warehouse with worry.
On this side of The Warehouse, a man wearing a flat cap saw Wang Ye and the others on the top floor.
"Are those Chinese Soldiers?"
Beside him, someone spoke up.
"Didn't the Chinese army retreat? Why are there still some here?"
The man looked at The Warehouse, feeling equally curious.
What is the situation?
The main force had already retreated, so why was there still a Chinese army left on the roof?
"They came over yesterday. I even saw them transporting supplies into The Warehouse."
"They came yesterday? What are they trying to do? Are they going to fight a war here?"
The crowd nearby kept whispering.
When the Chinese army first stationed in Shanghai, they were all very surprised.
Because ever since the first Battle of Shanghai broke out, Shanghai had not had any Chinese troops stationed there for many years.
The result was that an unprecedented battle began.
Every day, they could hear the non-stop sound of artillery fire.
The only thing that gave them peace of mind was that this was the International Settlement of the United Kingdom and United States, and the Little Devils dared not invade here.
Even though the fighting had reached their doorstep this time, they were not afraid.
"They must be planning to fight here."
"Sigh, I don't know when the war will stop."
"That's right, my house was destroyed by the fighting."
The man listened to their conversation and lit a cigarette.
Smoke curled up.
He looked at Wang Ye on top of The Warehouse, gazing from afar, and their eyes met.
Wang Ye did not notice that man, because there were too many people on the bank.
This was his first time fighting in such a place.
On this side, the sky was about to be filled with artillery fire, while on the other side, there was singing, dancing, and peace.
Even though they were clearly on the same land.
The whole morning, nothing happened, and everything was peaceful.
But in the afternoon, a scout discovered traces of the Little Devils.
The Little Devils had discovered them.
After the main Chinese force retreated, the Little Devils occupied all areas of Shanghai except for the International Settlement.
Although post-war Shanghai was in ruins.
But by occupying this place, the Little Devils could land continuously from here.
Moving upwards, they could invade the Central Plains; moving downwards, they could capture the southern regions of China.
Coordinating with the Japanese Army on the island of Taiwan, they could gradually encroach upon the entire territory of China.
Wang Ye came to the top floor and looked down.
Following the direction the scout was pointing, he saw the Little Devils sneaking towards this side.
These Little Devils were wearing shit-colored army uniforms.
They were different from the Little Devils Wang Ye had fought during the Battle of Hongkou.
That time, he had fought the Marine Corps of the Little Devils.
And in the subsequent Battle of Luodian and the Battle of Dachang, he had fought the army of the Little Devils.
And they were elite Type A divisions.
Wang Ye recognized the Little Devils below at a glance.
Afterwards, he returned downstairs.
At this time, Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin saw Wang Ye return and immediately said to him and the other two company commanders:
"Tell everyone not to be too anxious to open fire. Wait until the Little Devils get closer before shooting, striving to catch them off guard and eliminate more Little Devils."
"Understood." Wang Ye and the other three company commanders nodded in unison.
Afterwards, he returned to his own company.
His company had over ninety people.
They were all guarding by the windows.
Although the windows of The Warehouse were sealed shut, firing ports were still left.
At the same time, there were observation ports.
They could see the traces of the Little Devils below through the observation ports.
Wang Ye immediately conveyed Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin's orders to them.
"Understood."
The Chinese Soldiers passed the order to each other.
Their hearts were nervous, but they did not show it on their faces.
Although they knew there was a high probability they wouldn't survive this battle, if they could, they didn't want to die.
After all, who would want to die?
Through the observation port, Wang Ye kept a close eye on the movements of the Little Devils below.
They were guarding The Warehouse, occupying a high position, with sufficient visual advantage.
Wang Ye suddenly remembered when he attacked the Naval Headquarters of the Little Devils.
The Naval Headquarters of the Little Devils was also a building like this.
But the building of the Little Devils' headquarters was larger, and the firepower on it was also stronger.
He didn't manage to break in that time; in fact, before he could even rush up, the battle had ended.