The gauze on Lu Yuan's left shoulder was seen by the Japanese troops outside the trading house, and Lu Yuan had not used a heavy sniper rifle and a Xia shotgun for a long time, so the Japanese troops outside the trading house took it for granted that their attack still caused some casualties to the enemy in the trading house, and at least two rough gunshots had completely disappeared. The * in Lu Yuan's hand was still roaring, and the Japanese troops outside the trading house had to retreat again, but soon, the next group of Japanese soldiers was ready to attack.

The Japanese soldiers who shouted "Long live the emperor" poured into the hall on the first floor of the trading house, and the already dilapidated doors and windows no longer hindered them, and with the continuous explosion of *, the figures of Japanese soldiers soon appeared in the hall. Contrary to the expectations of the Japanese troops, their imaginary resistance did not appear, and the silence in the dusty trading house seemed to be dead, and the Japanese troops who attacked the hall immediately signaled, and another group of Japanese troops waiting farther away immediately rushed over.

The resistance in the building was completely gone, but the Japanese machine gunners in the building across the street were still the most nervous, and the Japanese observers on the roofs above them were also nervously searching for the location of the enemy in the trading house. One of the Japanese lieutenants in the second group who entered the building waved, and the four Japanese veterans immediately divided into two groups, one left and one right, and moved up the stairs in the middle of the hall to the second floor. When they reached the first platform, the four Japanese veterans stopped, and the other two groups of Japanese soldiers who followed them immediately took their place and continued their upward journey.

The Japanese soldiers who were moving up the stairs were about to move to the corner of the stairs, and everything seemed to be going well, but at this moment, more than a dozen smoke-emitting * were thrown down from the second floor. Seeing * falling towards his side, the Japanese lieutenant who raised his head when he heard the sound was immediately dumbfounded, and he didn't even have a chance to shout to retreat, and the Japanese lieutenant, along with several other Japanese soldiers beside him, was drowned in the fireworks.

When the Japanese army attacked, Lu Yuan squatted at the staircase on the second floor, and the reason why he did not shoot when the Japanese army first entered the building was because Lu Yuan thought that the number of Japanese troops in this wave was too small. After waiting for the second wave of Japanese troops to also enter the building, Lu Yuan, who had already seen everything in the full-view map, was ready early*, and Lu Yuan had been patient, waiting for the Japanese outpost to go to the corner of the stairs before finally throwing his prepared * in succession.

The continuous explosions resounded throughout the street again, and some Japanese soldiers who entered the building escaped from the building, but before they could run far, they were continuously knocked down by the bullets fired by Lu Yuan from the window facing the street on the second floor, and the street outside the commercial house was soon covered with black and red again. "Eight Geyalu, these damn ghost beasts, if we had a heavy machine gun or an infantry gun, we wouldn't have to kill so many soldiers." The attack failed again, and the Japanese officers at the corner of the street all shouted and cursed, and at this moment what they hated most was not Lu Yuan in the trading house, but the Ministry of Industry of the Concession that obstructed them in every possible way to carry heavy weapons.

This is already the second day that Lu Yuan occupied the trading house, and in Shanghai, where there is never a shortage of good deeds, the news spread quickly, and almost more than half of the people in Shanghai knew about what happened in the concession, and some people even shouted that the Sixing warehouse would reappear on the beach. Sixing Warehouse is a full stop in the Second Songhu Anti-Japanese War, and it is also the most familiar anti-Japanese war in Shanghai.

Although it is not known who occupies the firm, and no one knows Lu Yuan's name and identity, this does not prevent Shanghainese people from paying attention to this matter. Some Shanghainese in the concession, who were quite wealthy and powerful, even looked for a commanding height outside the Japanese blockade line, and used military binoculars to pay attention to the street where the gunfire and explosions were constantly ringing every day. Every time the corpses of Japanese soldiers covered with white cloth were found to be transported out of that street, because of the existence of these people, the news would quickly spread throughout Shanghai, and the Shanghainese who secretly cheered abounded, and even the Westerners who lived in the overseas Chinese could not help but secretly admire Lu Yuan's boldness.

As if feeling the inner expectations of the people in Shanghai, after repelling the Japanese attack again, Lu Yuan took out a Han flag with black letters on a red background from his storage space, and then raised it high on the rooftop in a grand manner. Lu Yuan's Han flag was secretly sewn by Aunt Fu and Hogg's wife at home, and this Han flag full of murderous intent did not have any font on it, only a black dragon pattern, but the meaning was already self-evident.

As soon as Lu Yuan's regimental dragon and Han flag were unfurled, it immediately appeared on the front pages of some newspapers in Shanghai, and the special high school urgently dispatched people to block the newspaper offices, but some of these newspapers had the background of Western forces, and the special high school was helpless about this. In order to destroy this dough Longhan flag, the Japanese army carried out several attacks in one morning, and even used machine gun fire to break the flagpole more than ten times in a row, but after Lu Yuan repelled the Japanese attack, the flag was raised again.

During the two days and one night of the siege, the citizens of Shanghai outside the blockade tried their best to help the trapped Lu Yuan, but they did not succeed, and the bread and coke prepared by Lu Yuan in advance played a lot of roles. Because of the continuous attack of the Japanese army, the tape physical exertion was very large, even after coming to this era, Lu Yuan found that his physical strength had increased and improved significantly, and Lu Yuan had never interrupted the exercise and exercise of large loads, but such an intensity of continuous combat still made Lu Yuan a little out of strength.

"Boom" The downstairs hall full of smoke sounded again, and a Japanese corpse was divided into two in the explosion, and Lu Yuan, who was sitting at the top of the stairs, had already put on a gas mask, and Lu Yuan was also very helpless about this. In order to prevent Lu Yuan in the trading house from getting ammunition supplies from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers killed in the battle, the Japanese army actually used fire attack when they retreated for the last time. Of course, the Japanese fire attack would not cause any damage to Lu Yuan, and their purpose was only to use the fire to cause the ammunition on the corpse to detonate.

"Boom" There was another explosion on the waist of the corpse, and the flesh and blood immediately splashed in the air wave, and Lu Yuan, who was looking at the probe, was almost injured by a whirling * fragment and had to retract his head again. The fire caused a large amount of smoke, and after the Japanese military outside the trading house blocked the main entrance and windows on the first floor, the smoke dispersed all the way up the stairs, and Lu Yuan, who had been on the second floor, was soon forced to move to the rooftop.

Maybe it's time to leave, seeing that the smoke has already risen to the rooftop, Lu Yuan, who had just finished firing a magazine at the building across the street, thought so. When he counted his stored ammunition and found that there were less than 20 bullets left, and there were only 30 bullets left in the Xia shotgun, Lu Yuan regretted that he was carrying fewer bullets. Compared with the * and Xia bullet gun bullets, Lu Yuan's * bullets only have the last two drums, as long as the Japanese army attacks, the * bullets of these two drums may only be enough for one fight.

Looking down at his watch, it should be lunch time, Lu Yuan used the full-view map to search the surrounding Japanese troops, and found that the Japanese troops outside the trading house seemed to have a faint tendency to assemble at the east side of the street. The sudden discovery of this new situation made Lu Yuan stunned, but soon, Lu Yuan suddenly laughed again, this seems to be a God-given opportunity to get out. Lu Yuanwei was thinking about how to get out, and while lowering his figure, he loaded the scattered bullets into the spare magazine of the assault rifle.

A quarter of an hour later, there were more and more red dots at the east side of the street, and Lu Yuan's chest magazine was also filled with spare magazines, and there were at least more than 20 spare magazines in the storage space. Without the slightest pause, when the small red dots at the street entrance on the east side of the full-view map moved towards the trading house, Lu Yuanyang on the rooftop threw the rope that had been prepared long ago from the roof. "It's a gas bomb, wear a gas mask." Seeing the black objects dragging long white smoke trails from the roof of the trading house in succession, the Japanese attacking troops, who had already become frightened birds, immediately panicked, and in the midst of the random screams of a new recruit, all the Japanese soldiers were busy wearing gas masks.

The Japanese soldiers in the street forgot that this was the concession, even if Lu Yuan was bold, it was impossible for him to use poison gas bombs in the concession, and it was only * that was thrown down from the roof of the commercial house by Lu Yuan. Thick white smoke soon enveloped the entire commercial building, and with the breeze blowing, the slowly drifting smoke faintly enveloped most of the street. "It's not good, the people in the trading house want to escape." In the temporary command post at the corner of the street, the people of the special high class were the first to react, but at the same time, Lu Yuan on the roof of the commercial bank had already grabbed the rope and slid down to the back of the commercial bank building.

Because of the smoke, even the Japanese soldiers who were only a few meters away could not see the other party's figure clearly, and the gunfire suddenly rang out at this moment. Lu Yuan, who slipped to the back of the building, changed his shooting habits, not only did not continue to use two consecutive shots, but also slowed down the speed of shooting. Once Lu Yuan's assault rifle slowed down the rate of fire, just by the sound of gunfire, it sounded like it was a tune with the 38 rifle equipped by the Japanese army, and when he couldn't see the other party's figure clearly, Lu Yuan's appearance only caused a scuffle between Japanese soldiers at the back of the building, but no one knew that Lu Yuan had left the building.

With the help of the all-view map, after Lu Yuan shot several Japanese soldiers in a row, he immediately moved north along the west side of the building, and the Japanese troops in this direction should be the weakest. The originally sparse gunfire gradually became dense, especially on the north side outside the trading house, because of Lu Yuan's sudden appearance and strong firepower, a small group of Japanese troops guarding here suffered a strong firepower that they could not imagine, if it were not for the remaining Japanese troops forcibly supporting, Lu Yuan might have broken through from here.