87: Chapter 87 Defending to the Death

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin stood in front of the flagpole, looking at the group of Chinese Soldiers gathered around him.

Except for the Chinese Soldiers guarding below, all other Chinese Soldiers had come to the top floor.

"Brothers! This national flag represents the dignity of the Chinese nation! As long as it flies over the Sihang Warehouse, it tells the whole world—China is still resisting! The Japanese devils can destroy our bodies, but they can never break our spirit."

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin said loudly.

These words stirred up the morale of the Chinese Soldiers.

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin paused, his expression serious, and continued:

"Our female compatriots risked their lives to bring the national flag here; we absolutely cannot fail their expectations."

"This flag represents the dignity of four hundred million compatriots; we must defend it to the death."

"Where the national flag is, that is our territory! We would rather bleed to death than retreat even an inch!"

"Brothers! We must live and die with the national flag, and never yield to the death!"

With the last sentence, Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

"Swear to live and die with the national flag!"

One Chinese Soldier shouted, and the other Chinese Soldiers followed suit.

The sound was so loud that even in the International Settlement far away on the opposite bank, people could hear their angry shouts.

People heard the Chinese Soldiers on the top floor of the Sihang Warehouse continuously shouting, "Swear to live and die with the national flag!"

The man also heard their angry shouts.

At this moment, the man suddenly heard a voice.

"Long live the Chinese nation!"

Immediately after, such voices kept appearing.

Even next to him, someone opened their mouth.

Shouting, "Long live the Chinese nation!"

Regardless of gender or age, everyone was the same.

Seeing this, the man raised his right hand.

"Long live the Chinese nation! China will not fall!"

More and more civilians kept coming here.

They were cheering for the Chinese army on the opposite bank.

Several blonde-haired and blue-eyed Westerners watched the Chinese civilians gathered on the riverbank of the International Settlement, hearing the words they shouted.

They saw the Chinese national flag fluttering in the wind on the top floor of the Sihang Warehouse.

They were all moved in their hearts.

This scene was something they had never seen on this land before.

But seeing it today, they were greatly shocked.

They thought of the war their own countries had during World War I, a war that was not far from them.

It had been less than twenty years.

Looking at that Chinese national flag, they took off their hats.

The spirit of resistance of the Chinese people was worthy of their admiration.

At this moment, at the Japanese regimental Command Post.

A Japanese soldier ran here in a panic.

Takamori Sho saw the communications soldier who had suddenly burst in, and his brow furrowed tightly.

"Colonel, there is a situation in the direction of The Warehouse. The Chinese have raised their national flag on the top floor of The Warehouse."

Hearing the communications soldier's words, Takamori Sho stood up immediately.

Then he walked out of the Command Post.

He picked up the binoculars hanging around his neck and looked towards the direction of the Sihang Warehouse.

In just a moment, he discovered the Chinese national flag fluttering in the wind.

His expression suddenly turned ugly.

Walking out of the Command Post, he faintly heard the shouting from the International Settlement side.

He immediately asked the interpreter who understood Chinese to translate.

When he knew the meaning of those sounds, his expression became even uglier.

"Baka, we cannot let the Chinese national flag hang there!"

Takamori Sho cursed with an ugly expression, then immediately dispatched snipers, ordering them to shoot down the Chinese national flag on the top floor of the Sihang Warehouse during the battle.

At this moment, on the top floor of the Sihang Warehouse.

Wang Ye heard the cheers and shouts of the civilians in the International Settlement on the opposite bank.

Those cries of "Long live China" left Wang Ye deeply shocked.

At the same time, he felt a surge of hot blood rush to his heart.

The other Chinese Soldiers nearby were all the same.

Upon hearing the civilians' shouts, they became even more determined in their resolve to defend to the death.

Inside the livestream room, the viewers heard those civilians' shouts and were deeply touched.

They unconsciously started spamming "Long live China" in the livestream room as well.

Long live the Chinese nation.

"Hearing their shouts, I feel like crying."

"Our Chinese nation is the greatest nation in the world. I believe that China will not be defeated, China will not fall, and we will always stand tall in the world."

"Come on! Brother Wang, don't let everyone down!"

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The Japanese devils launched another attack.

But today, the Japanese devils' method of attack was different from yesterday.

Wang Ye stood up, came to the parapet, and looked at the Japanese devils not far away.

Those Japanese devils did not approach here; they seemed to be assembling something.

Immediately after, Wang Ye saw something flying towards this side.

Its appearance looked like a cannon shell.

But the speed of its flight was very slow compared to a cannon shell.

This thing smashed into the outer wall of The Warehouse, and suddenly a plume of pitch-black smoke rose up.

Flames ignited on the outer wall of The Warehouse.

Seeing this scene, a word suddenly popped into Wang Ye's mind.

Fire attack?

The Japanese devils were still continuously throwing incendiary bombs towards this side.

The thick smoke obscured the vision of Wang Ye and the others on the top floor.

"Retreat, don't stay by the wall." Wang Ye ordered the Chinese Soldiers to retreat, and they stopped only when they reached the stairwell.

The reason he gave this order was because he was afraid the Japanese devils would throw these incendiary bombs onto the roof.

Ten minutes later, the thick smoke dissipated.

Only then did Wang Ye cautiously have people come to the parapet.

At this time, the Japanese devils started throwing incendiary bombs again.

It was just that the height at which the Japanese devils were throwing these incendiary bombs did not seem to be enough to reach the roof.

Wang Ye immediately felt relieved.

He continued to observe the Japanese devils' movements from here.

Just at this moment, a bullet grazed past him.

Immediately following that, an exclamation came from behind.

"The national flag has fallen!"

Wang Ye turned around to look, and the flagpole raising the national flag had already broken.

The bullet from just a moment ago had hit and broken the flagpole.

Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin saw the national flag fall, and immediately ran over and shouted loudly.

"Quickly, set the national flag back up!"

"The national flag represents national dignity; as long as the national flag is here, the Sihang Warehouse will not fall!"

In the International Settlement below, the civilians saw the national flag suddenly disappear, and their hearts immediately tightened.

But fortunately, although a section of the flagpole was broken, it was of no great consequence.

Soon, the national flag was set back up again.

The Chinese civilians in the International Settlement saw the national flag and breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side at the Japanese Command Post, Takamori Sho had been paying close attention to the Chinese national flag on the top floor of the Sihang Warehouse.

Just after seeing the Chinese national flag shot down, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

But in just a moment, that national flag was set back up again.

His face, which had been happy, immediately stiffened.

The Japanese sniper who had just broken the flagpole was also dumbfounded.

"Baka, attack, you must shoot down the Chinese national flag!"

Takamori Sho sent out troops to launch a fierce attack, with only one goal: to shoot down the Chinese national flag.

Soon, the main force of the Japanese devils marched towards The Warehouse.

The Japanese devils' target this time was not to break into The Warehouse, but to knock down the Chinese national flag.

At this moment, on the top floor, Regimental Adjutant Xie Jin saw through the Japanese devils' goal at a glance.

The Warehouse was easy to defend and hard to attack; unless there was heavy artillery bombardment or aerial bombing, no amount of infantry would be enough to fear.

The Japanese devils below did not charge to the bottom of The Warehouse.

They came to several three-story buildings around The Warehouse and set up machine guns on the top floors of these buildings.