Chapter 136 General's Praise

On the warehouse side, the warehouse and the Suzhou River are illuminated as white as snow.

Over there, the Japanese army's position was also illuminated by flares.

China and Japan are both in their respective sights.

Then, the Japanese saw a blazing flame suddenly burst out from the roof of the warehouse.

That's the Sulotong machine gun.

A machine gun firing.

"Dong dong dong!" The muffled sound echoed through the night sky.

The beating caused smoke and dust to fill the Japanese positions.

Fortunately, in order to hide their tracks this time, the Japanese army did not establish any machine gun positions. They all huddled in the trenches. The machine guns were very powerful, but they did not pose much threat to them.

However, the machine gun only fired five rounds and then died down. It seemed that these shots were for no other reason than to notify the Japanese troops on the opposite side to stop looking, I am still in the building.

It was like giving the middle finger to the Japanese people who were still in a state of confusion from a distance.

There were still Chinese people stranded in the warehouse. Makino Jun, who was still worried that he had gone awry and let his opponent go, couldn't help but look at his boss. In his imagination, his boss should have been overjoyed.

However, after seeing the Chinese retreating into the warehouse using machine guns to attack their own side and raising a middle finger almost arrogantly, the Japanese commander in Makino's eyes actually scratched his head in pain.

Obviously, this is not the script that the Japanese commander wanted.

What he originally envisioned was for the Chinese to charge in despair, give up in despair, and be massacred in despair.

Instead, retreat back into the fortress.

Doesn't this mean that he still wants to attack? Especially, after seeing the bombed Suzhou River Bridge.

As a battle-hardened commander, Wakiitajiro would be really stupid if he didn't know that this was the so-called burning of the cauldron in the ancient Chinese art of war.

How can this be done? If he were not afraid of being seen by the lieutenants and majors around him, the Japanese colonel would actually have the urge to slap himself on the spot.

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? This is it.

Wakitajiro actually didn't want to attack this damn warehouse at all. Even if there were many Chinese soldiers standing in the concession in the light of the searchlights, there would definitely not be many defenders in the warehouse, and he didn't want to.

His head was buzzing, which was probably the mentality of the Japanese commander at this time.

If possible, he even wanted to shout to the Chinese who were retracting into the warehouse on the opposite side: Go over there! If there is no bridge, you can just swim across it. Whoever shoots the gun is a son of a bitch.

It's a pity that, not to mention that he can't shout, the key is that the Chinese on the other side can't believe it either!

This is really a sad event.

Brigadier General Smartet, who had been waiting at the temporary reception station a hundred meters away, maintaining his identity, was equally angry.

The Chinese did not all cross the river and blew up the Suzhou River Bridge.

The brigadier general who received the news could not suppress his anger. He strode over and shouted coldly at the army major general who came with Colonel James: "General Zhang, what do you mean by the soldiers under your command?"

"I'm sorry, General Smallet, because of the despicable behavior of the Japanese army, this infantry company under my command mutinied and refused to cross the river. Now, they have been dismissed from the military by our army, and anything they do from now on has nothing to do with our government." The Army Major General shook his head and sighed with a bitter look on his face.

"You have violated the agreement we made during the day. You should know very well what this means? It means that your government will not receive support from all walks of life in the West at the upcoming League of Nations conference." In the eyes of Brigadier General Smallet Showing a cold light, he continued to put pressure on the Army Major General. "I hope you can persuade them to cross the river, abandon their positions, and fulfill the agreement we made today."

"General Smartet, do you think these soldiers can still come over after they blew up the Suzhou River Bridge?" the Army Lieutenant Colonel who was following behind took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

"General Zhang, who is this?" The fifty-year-old brigadier general of the Sun Never Sets Empire raised his goatee arrogantly, glanced at Xie Jinyuan who took the initiative to interrupt, and said: "I think, as a school officer, you should know , it would be very rude to interrupt the conversation between the two generals at will!"

"General Smartet, let me introduce to you, this is the commander of the Sihang Warehouse garrison, Lieutenant Colonel Xie Jinyuan, acting commander of the 524th Regiment of our 88th Division." The Army Major General introduced. "If we want to talk about persuading soldiers who can't refuse the river, I think no one is more qualified than him."

The introduction of the Army Major General was very skillful. Not only did he clearly introduce the official position of the Army Lieutenant Colonel, but he also vaguely reminded the arrogant and unhappy old man of the Empire in front of him that he wanted your Western Concession not to be bombed. Don't offend this guy.

Maybe he can't persuade those people, but as long as he shouts over there, it can make the situation in your concession worse.

But Smartet's reaction was beyond the expectations of the Army Major General. He put away his slightly raised chin and stared at the Chinese Army Lieutenant Colonel in front of him for a moment. The brigadier general who restrained his arrogance actually reached out to Xie Jinyuan.

"Lieutenant Colonel Xie, you are the strongest and most talented school-level commander I have ever seen." Smartet took the initiative to praise the Army Lieutenant Colonel while holding his hand.

This reversal of performance by the Imperial Brigadier General "The Sun Never Sets" directly shocked everyone's attention, including the Army Major General.

He had been dealing with this man for a whole afternoon, but he knew that this little old man from the Empire where the sun never sets was stubborn, extremely knowledgeable about military affairs, and acknowledging death. He was an extremely difficult opponent to negotiate with, and he also had the aristocratic power of the Empire that the sun never sets on. He was so arrogant that he did not take a serious look at him as an army major general.

Who knew that Xie Jinyuan would be given such high praise.

"Yes, I have experienced an extremely cruel war and have seen countless battlefields, but I am also sure that in this kind of defensive battle on a local battlefield, there is no commander who has done better than you, Lieutenant Colonel Xie." Looking around, looking at the shocked Colonel James and the Chinese Army Major General, the old man of the British Empire's face was slightly angry, and he explained for the first time.

"General Smarlett, I accept your praise, but I want to say that you praised the wrong person." Xie Jinyuan shook his head and unexpectedly rejected the praise from the Brigadier General of the British Empire.

This attitude, not to mention that Colonel James's face was even uglier, even Smarlett himself was so angry that his goatee stubbornly pouted again.

Being rejected for praise is more unacceptable than being rejected for criticism.

Not only China has the habit of not hitting smiling people, but all mankind actually does.

Goodwill always hopes to meet goodwill.

"You should praise my soldiers. It is their tenacity and fearlessness of sacrifice that have allowed us to repel the enemy's attacks time and time again." Xie Jinyuan explained, looking back at the Sihang Warehouse standing tall in the night, his eyes full of sadness: "Originally, we could have held on longer, but unfortunately..."

The whole audience was silent.

He didn't need to say it clearly, everyone understood that if the concession had not been coerced by the Japanese army, he and his soldiers would still be on the battlefield now.

"Lieutenant Colonel Xie, you are right. No matter how good the commander is, it is useless if the soldiers do not have good execution." Smallett nodded in approval. "The battles in the past few days have shown that your soldiers are among the best soldiers in the world."

"But, Lieutenant Colonel Xie, even an excellent commander like you can't make your soldiers obey you? I hope that you can make them abide by the agreement signed by my army and give up the meaningless resistance just like you command them to fight." The old Brigadier General of the British Empire finally returned to his position.

"I can assure you in the name of the commander of the Concession Allied Forces that your lives will be safe, and you can even return to the battlefield at the right time."

"General Smallett, my superiors have just told you that they have voluntarily given up their military status and will no longer obey my military orders." Xie Jinyuan shook his head slowly, his words full of sadness:

"They have used the action of blowing up the Suzhou River Bridge to tell us that they will continue to fight unless they are all killed.

Because they have no way to retreat."

"Moreover, what you said about our army not abiding by the agreement is wrong. I have obeyed the military orders of the theater commander, led most of my soldiers to abandon our country's territory, left behind more than a hundred comrades, and came to the guns of you all, right?" Xie Jinyuan turned back suddenly, with blood in his eyes. Although his voice was not loud, it was like cutting gold and breaking stone.

"If it weren't for obeying military orders, that place would have been the grave of me and my 400 comrades."

Faced with the almost interrogative answer of this white-faced but passionate Chinese Army Lieutenant Colonel, from Brigadier General Smallett down, all the Western officers were speechless and no one could say a word.