"They were retreating, and I saw the truck turn left from that side street in the back, what? I don't know the name of the road, but we were the first junction to the north. Corporal Bauer knelt on the terrace on the top floor of the Chinachem Hotel, holding a telescope in one hand and a magnet field phone in the other, and loudly reported to the squad leader what he had observed.

"They might want to take a detour, okay, I'll keep watching. When will reinforcements arrive? Well, that's okay, we're totally capable of holding this place, aren't we, sir? Of course, I understand. Bauer hung up the phone, turned his head and shouted to the snipers leaning against the wall of the corner tower: "Jaeger, reinforcements from the concession are already on their way, and they are now worried that the Japanese will break through the border from other directions. ”。

"It's none of our business .... The twelfth. "The sniper pulled the trigger of the Mauser shotgun.

"Twelve already? In which location. Bauer poked his head out cautiously.

"Under the third truck." The sniper crouched down and pulled the bolt of his rifle and pulled a five-round bridge clip from the cowhide ammo bag at his waist.

"I really don't understand, they seem to want to make a detour from the north, and I always have a feeling that their attack doesn't seem to be resolute." Bauer watched with a telescope.

"Found it, another officer." The difference between the dress of a Japanese officer and a soldier is obvious, just look at whether he has a command knife around his waist.

"Behind the fourth car, hell, he's retracting." Bauer said with some regret.

"What's going on?" The sniper shifted his firing position and raised his gun to search for the target.

"I didn't ask, it should be okay." Bauer pulled out a flannel cloth and wiped the lens of the telescope.

"Go to two people, carry the wounded to the back! You go and take Adolf's place. Pay attention to concealment, these bastards are very accurate in their marksmanship! Sergeant Webb gave the order aloud in English, and two Indian attendants in turbans ran towards the wounded with a table.

Most of Webb's squad now fought in the South Building, leaving only two infantry in the North Building to defend the building where the members of the Mission were located. Including snipers, the SS reinforced squad had only twelve men, but it had as many automatic weapons as a Japanese infantry platoon.

The two MG34 machine guns were staggering, and Lieutenant Colonel Ludwig left them with enough ammunition, and the squad leader and the machine gun officer were equipped with submachine guns, and each soldier carried four additional grenades.

Shortly after the battle began, they were unexpectedly supported by an Indian patrol who was resting in the lobby of the South Building. The Sikh rangers were all armed with Lee Enfield rifles and carried a base number of bullets.

Webb found the patrols to be quite brave and belligerent, and all that was missing was a qualified commander. Sergeant Webb did not dare to say how good he was at commanding operations, but he did have training as a junior commander and had participated in the invasion of Poland.

In the battle to annihilate Morimoto's brigade, Webber's performance was outstanding, although two of his rifle squad were killed, but the number of Japanese casualties at their hands was more than ten times that number.

After the war, Webb was promoted to the rank of corporal, and for his brave command in battle, he was also awarded a second-class Iron Cross that was the envy of his colleagues.

Don't look at the Armed Police Brigade as if it were an elite SS force, in fact, many officers and soldiers had a blank slate on their chests before coming to Asia. At this time, the German army's medal approval process was quite strict, even the second-class iron cross still had a considerable gold content, and the historical history has been changed, it is believed that the German army's medals will no longer be distributed in large quantities together with combat rations as in history.

Because of the perennial training, the marksmanship of the Indian patrol is surprisingly good, but they don't know how to hide themselves on the battlefield, after all, these people are just policemen, not professionally trained field infantry.

Although the Japanese were taken by surprise, they still had the absolute upper hand in numbers, and if it were not for Houdong's rush to occupy the building of the Ministry of Industry, if the whole army pressed it, it would be difficult to resist the all-out assault of the Japanese with the little strength that Weber now has in his hands. However, Webb was confident that even if he was ultimately defeated, his infantry squad would fight to the last man, and the enemy would suffer heavy losses.

In just 15 minutes after the start of the battle, the Japanese casualties had exceeded 50 people, and almost a squad had been lost at this intersection, and the officers and non-commissioned officers in the first few cars had been hit by snipers, and the second brigade of the 109th Wing had lost three Cao Chang and seven military Cao and two second lieutenants.

Of course, it is impossible for the Germans to have no losses, although these Japanese soldiers are not as good as those veterans of a hundred battles, but they still have basic combat qualities. The Type 38 rifle has always been known for its accuracy, and the MG34 machine gunner became the target of the Japanese infantry, and the German machine gunner was shot and killed shortly after the battle began, and the replacement of the secondary shooter was also seriously wounded a few minutes later, and was replaced by the first ammunition man, who had received professional training and now seemed to be able to handle the machine gun.

Corporal Lane was shot in the left arm, but he did not withdraw from the line of fire, and after a simple bandaging by his comrades, he continued to hold his command.

The machine-gun crew brought by Webb set up a firing position in another window of the restaurant on the second floor, and the staff and waiters in the restaurant helped a lot, and these brave men volunteered to participate in the battle, in addition to the Indian waiter in the lobby, there were a dozen Chinese employees working in the back kitchen.

Braving a hail of bullets from the window, they worked together to move heavy oak tables and chairs to the window, and bags of American rice from the kitchen, setting up a solid machine-gun bunker in less than a minute.

These men helped the soldiers carry ammunition or fill empty magazines for the submachine gunners, and when a German or Indian was shot, they would step forward and carry the wounded to a safe corner, while the bar supervisor brought out the fine Scottish spirits and cleaned the wounded wounded parts, or poured a few sips into the other's mouth.

Three of the eight Indian patrolmen had been killed, and one had been wounded in the head, with bullets tearing his scalp and perhaps causing a concussion, and Sergeant Webb credited the oversized turban that saved the patrolman's life.

"We can hold this place! Keep it up, reinforcements will arrive soon! Keep firing! Kill these despicable Japanese! Sergeant Webb took the magazine from a Chinese cook and inserted it neatly into the MP40's reload.

"Slanted." Webber smiled and thanked the Chinese guy, and his spicy tone startled the other party.

"They want to alternately cover the retreat." Corporal Ryan reported loudly, and then fired a short shot out the window with a Mauser automatic pistol in one hand.

"Keep shooting, nail them to the position." Webb commanded loudly with his submachine gun.

"It's your call, Mr. Webb." An Indian waiter greeted with a telephone in his hand.

"Wait a minute—" Webb walked over and picked up the earpiece.

"Yes, sir, I'm Sergeant Webb. Yes, we had a lot of casualties, but we were able to hold on. Yes, they turned west from the first junction to the north of us. Is it? The battle is fierce here, so I can't hear it. That's great, but unfortunately we can't get reinforcements there right now.

Thank you, sir, thank you for telling me this.... I agree, it's ridiculous indeed. It is a great honor sir, my subordinates and I are just doing our duty, yes, thank you very much, I will pass on this to my subordinates. Okay, I'm looking forward to meeting up with reinforcements, led by Second Lieutenant Davy? No, I hadn't heard of him before, sir. Goodbye, yes sir. Webb put down the phone and nodded to the waiter in thanks.

"Reinforcements are only a cross point from us, gentlemen." Webb announced loudly, and the people in the restaurant burst into cheers of joy.

"The armored vehicles of the patrol house blocked the Japanese convoy near Sichuan Road, and they were in a fierce exchange of fire with the Japanese, and it was so noisy here that I couldn't hear the gunfire from there." Webb said as he walked up behind Ryan.

"The patrol house finally did what they had to do, but I'm afraid they won't last long, these are the regular Japanese army, and I think the armored vehicles may not be able to stop them." Ryan endured the pain and pressed the magazine buckle with his injured hand.

"I'll do it." Webb snatched the Mauser pistol from the squad lieutenant and reloaded it with a twenty-round magazine from the leather magazine bag on the man's waist.

"This battle will not last long, the British consul said that this Japanese army did not have permission from their superiors, several officers launched this invasion operation without permission, and the Japanese side is sending people to stop it." Webb handed the pistol back to Ryan.

"What? If what the British said was true, did it mean that we were fighting a group of rebel soldiers? Ryan's eyes widened in surprise.

"To be honest, I don't know, maybe it's not a rebellion, these soldiers may have just been deceived by the officers, I don't think there's any point in discussing this now, anyway, these people did invade the concession and posed a threat to the mission. We have a good casus belli, and the British have assured us of this. "Webb's probe is downstairs and it's a three-shot shot.

"Same as last time." Ryan was referring to the battle with Morimoto's brigade.

"yes, the same as last time." Webb nodded in agreement.

"Unbelievable."

"yes, unbelievable." The SS sergeant nodded approvingly again.

PS: Thank you all for your understanding and support.