The War of Resistance Against Japan: Special Operations Battalion Traverses Shanghai and Slaughters

Sun Zhen raised his hand and waved, and several Type 59 modified vehicles immediately roared over.

Sun Zhen then spoke to the person who had just gone to negotiate.

"Go tell those turkeys on the other side that I'm giving them one minute to retreat, or my tanks will be in for a beating."

After the negotiators went up to relay the message, not only did the Gallic officer turn pale, but his hundreds of soldiers also became so frightened that their legs went weak.

They were sent here from Gaul to be in charge of the security of the concession, and were secretly relieved to have escaped the invasion of the Hans.

But I never expected to face such a dangerous situation in the far East.

Moreover, judging from their posture, the other party is not bluffing or threatening; they are genuinely going to take action.

At this moment, Sun Zhen took out his pocket watch and began the final countdown.

"Ten...nine...three..."

When the count reached three, the Gallic major finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He knew all too well the current situation. How could their few hundred men possibly stop the enemy's densely packed army, not to mention the tanks and armored vehicles?

Once the enemy opens fire, it will probably take less than three minutes for hundreds of men on their side to be lying dead on the spot.

"Please wait a moment, stop counting, we'll let you through, okay? But you can only pass by, don't linger in the concession."

At this moment, Zhou Guoyu, a former platoon leader from Sichuan who was once a special operations battalion commander, and is now a division commander in the Southeast Army, jokingly remarked.

"Nonsense surpasses culture, culture surpasses modernization, you're just spouting nonsense. The concessions are also part of our Chinese territory. I can leave or stay as I please. What can you do to us?"

Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan are adjacent to each other, and people can generally understand each other's conversations. Sun Zhen was amused by Zhou Guoyu's words.

"On my command, proceed quickly."

However, the entire force of 50,000 had not yet passed through the French concession.

The advance force was then blocked by the guards of the International Settlement.

The so-called International Settlement was actually formed by the merger of the concessions of the Lion Country and the United States.

Just as Sun Zhen was about to find someone to negotiate, Zhou Guoyu volunteered.

"Commander-in-Chief, why don't I go? I can speak their language."

Without a second thought, Sun Zhen nodded in agreement.

Zhou Guoyu strode forward and spoke arrogantly to the group of foreigners in front of him.

“We are the Longyan People’s Army. We are going through the International Settlement to fight the Japanese. You must get out of my way immediately, or we will force our way through. You will have to bear all the consequences.”

This was the first time that the two officers from the Lion Country and the United States had been threatened by Chinese people in their respective concessions.

After exchanging a glance, the two men, in perfect unison, ordered their subordinates to prepare for battle and shouted a command to stop them.

"Sir, please stop. This is the International Settlement. If you enter without permission, we will open fire."

Zhou Guoyu was so angry he laughed, and grinned, "Fuck, what the hell are you saying? You're setting up a concession on our Chinese territory, did you even get my permission?"

Zhou Guoyu's words left the two officers completely bewildered. They looked at each other, wondering if this man had something wrong with his head.

After Zhou Guoyu finished speaking, he switched to fluent Sichuan dialect and began cursing to himself.

"You sons of bitches, you dare to show off your skills in front of Guan Yu in front of the Longyan Kingdom's army? If you keep babbling, I'll beat you until your faces are covered in peach blossoms, and you won't know why flowers are so red."

At this point, the American officer named Taylor retorted sharply.

“Sir, this concession was established by the United States government and the Lion government with your Qing government through a treaty. You probably weren’t even born then. Why should we need your permission?”

Zhou Guoyu sneered, not angry at all, and immediately retorted.

"Oh, so you signed a treaty with our Qing government. What a coincidence, I also have a treaty with the Qing government here. The content is that you get out immediately, and the concession is now under the control of our Longyan People's Army."

To be honest, foreigners sometimes really don't have the brains to work, as Daniel, an officer from the Lion Country, asked in a very serious tone.

"You say you also have a treaty, then please produce the treaty."

This was no problem for Zhou Guoyu. He waved his hand, and the guard quickly ran to his side.

Give me paper and pen.

The guard hurriedly opened the document bag he was carrying, took out paper and pen, and handed them over.

Sun Zhen and Zeng Zesheng had no idea what Zhou Guoyu was up to, but since he was acting so convincingly, they didn't intend to stop him and just stood there watching quietly.

Zhou Guoyu picked up a pen and began to write swiftly and elegantly on the white paper.

A few seconds later, Zhou Guoyu folded the paper in half, handed it to the guard, and nodded.

"Go and deliver the treaty to them."

"Yes."

The guard took the note, strode forward, and handed it to Daniel.

Daniel took the note with a suspicious look, opened it, and saw that it was written in both Chinese and Lion's language, with only the word "treaty" on it.

Daniel knew he had been tricked by Zhou Guoyu, and he was so angry that he threw the note on the ground, ready to start cursing.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Guoyu had already issued the order first.

Upon receiving the order, Zhou Guoyu's men, a whole battalion, immediately rushed forward.

This battalion, armed with Type 56 semi-automatic rifles and Type 56 assault rifles, stood directly 20 to 30 meters away from the guards of the International Settlement, pointing their guns at them.

The dozen or so tanks behind this battalion adjusted their gun barrels to aim at the two machine gun positions set up by the Public Concession Guard.

Zhou Guoyu then loudly warned, "I'll count to three. If you don't put down your guns and clear the way, I'll order you to open fire."

"Three...two...one..."

This turn of events came too suddenly, and left Daniel and Taylor no time to think.

Just as Zhou Guoyu finished counting and raised his hand to strike, Taylor and Daniel hurriedly shouted in alarm.

"No...don't shoot, okay, you win, we'll put down our guns and let you pass."

Zhou Guoyu immediately burst out laughing: "They're all your mother's cowards (meaning weaklings and cowards in Sichuan dialect)."

The 50,000 troops successfully passed through the French Concession and the International Settlement along the south bank of the Suzhou Creek.

Sun Zhen and Zeng Zesheng immediately split their forces into two groups: Sun Zhen's group went east and Zeng Zesheng's group went south, and they began a rapid assault within the Japanese-held area.

Not long after the two groups of troops left the concession, they encountered Japanese troops, and a fierce battle ensued.

However, all resistance was futile in the face of the Dragon Flame Army's overwhelming firepower.

By 3 a.m., the two groups of troops had successfully cut off the retreat routes of the Japanese troops in the north and west of Shanghai.

After the first day of fighting, the Japanese still had about half of their troops remaining in the Shanghai area, which is about 150,000.

However, it has now been divided into four parts, and is just waiting for the Southern Fleet's marines to land in Hangzhou Bay at dawn.

The final offensive has begun.