Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 27: Military Envoy

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Honda's awakening is still a bit late. The war mobilization in the concession has begun, and the development of the situation is no longer under his control.

After the assassination, the 4th Battalion of the Royal Norfolk Infantry Regiment and the 1st Battalion of the Cambridgeshire Infantry Regiment participated in the blockade around the Bund. When the riot subsided, the soldiers handed over their work to the patrol room and then boarded. The trucks of the Army’s Twelfth Transport Company went to the Maho Road Barracks that had been refurbished.

The two troops have been serving in Malaya before, and have never entered such a prosperous international metropolis. The soldiers are really full of expectations for their garrison life for the next two years.

The barracks were ready-made. They were originally the British camps in Shanghai. When the troops were withdrawn, these barracks were handed over to the All Nations Business Corps.

At this time, all the Russian teams of the International Business Corps residing in the Maho Road barracks have moved out. The British consulate directly allocated funds and invited the construction company team to make meticulous repairs to the camp.

Barracks, restaurants, tearooms, officers’ clubs, commissaries, bathrooms and even indoor stadiums, all the facilities they could not think of are all available, everything is so satisfying, the soldiers of the two infantry battalions are really happy now Thinking back.

Just as they unloaded all their luggage, loaded weapons and ammunition into the warehouse, cleaned the individual beds, and began to look forward to the sumptuous camping dinner that night, the emergency phone number of the British consulate called. The loud assembly number and the harsh copper whistle of the company platoon officers resounded through the entire barracks in an instant. The infantry rushed to the playground in the middle of the camp with rifles and their equipment in a hurry. It took a full quarter of an hour for all officers and soldiers to assemble.

The two battalion commanders and the company officers had long been gathered together for a meeting to discuss the current military situation. According to the consulate, at least one battalion of Japanese infantry entered the concession from the Bund and is now attacking and moving in. The Chinachem Hotel, which hosted the German special mission and a large number of high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen. Now there is only one squad of the German SS who is resisting, and the support of follow-up troops is urgently needed.

The newly appointed British Army Commander in Shanghai, Major General Coleson, has rushed from the headquarters to Jiaozhou Road Barracks. He will lead the second battalion of the North Lancashire Infantry Regiment and the first of the Malayan Infantry Regiment. The battalion personally confronted the invading Japanese army. Although these infantry battalions are resident in the colonies and have little actual combat experience, Major General Coleson declared that he was confident of defeating the Japanese army's invasion.

Unlike the self-confident British, the barracks of the French Foreign Corps looked like an enemy.

The s-35 tanks of the second company of the 7th Armored Battalion of the French Indochina colony, because of the safety of sea transportation, removed all the precision sights on the weapons before departure, and also removed most of them. Fuel and all ammunition. No one would have thought that the tanks that were parade on the Bund Road did not have much combat capability. They were completely empty shells.

At this time, all the tanks have been put into storage, and the mechanics are intensively preparing for it, but the problem is that the battle alert comes too late, and these tanks are too late to participate in the battle anyway.

Speaking of speaking, the Chinese dispatched army in the French Concession has retained an armored unit with six Renault T-17 tanks from the First World War. This kind of antique can be used to scare the Chinese people. It is a bit reluctant to drag it out to fight. .

However, these veterans of the legion have all experienced battles. They don't care about whether they are supported by armored troops. They have experienced battles that are a hundred times worse than the current conditions. Only death can stop the foreign legions.

The veterans prepared their equipment silently, and they could not see the slightest nervousness on their faces. The officers had snow-white ornaments on their chests, and the uniforms were very shiny, and they didn’t look like they were going to fight at all. It's like going to a feast.

The French received the news later than the British, but when the truck in the first foreign legion infantry battalion rushed out of the camp, the preparations for the British side had not yet been completed.

"Stop fire! Stop firing!" Corporal Lane shouted, waving his arms.

"It's the white flag!" The deputy head reported back to Weber.

"Damn it, everyone cease fire!" Webber raised his binoculars, and then he saw in the lens a Japanese officer holding a stick high with a piece of white cloth tied to the tip of the stick.

"Do you think it's another kind of trap?" Weber asked the squad deputy. In the battle between the Tomahawk Group and the Morimoto Group, the SS had suffered enough from the Japanese surrender.

"I don't think it's like it. This is Shanghai. They won't mess around like that." Ryan shook his head and replied.

"You are commanding here, I'll take a look." Webber hung the telescope around his neck, and then carried his mp40 submachine gun on his back.

"Or let me go."

"Forget it, you are injured, just stay here to watch those Japanese people for me." Weber smiled at the class mate, and then picked out the magazines stacked on the table by the window sill. Two full-load submachine gun magazines were inserted into the triple leather magazine bag at the waist.

"Attention, everyone, Sergeant Weber is going to negotiate with the other party. Without my order, no one is allowed to shoot casually." Ryan replaced Weber's command position, and he loudly ordered his men by the window Tao.

"Yes, Corporal!".

"No problem.".

"Where is Sergeant Weber going?".

"Racine, are you blind? Didn't you see the white flag over there?".

The German soldiers and the Indian patrol responded loudly.

Weber took a snow-white napkin and went downstairs to the hotel lobby. The elegant and luxurious decoration is now riddled with defects. The decorative wall behind the front desk looks like a honeycomb, on the luxurious teak floor. Sprinkled with fragments of crystal chandelier.

Walking out of the hotel door, Webber took a deep breath, then held the napkin high and walked towards the Japanese officer.

The air was filled with an indescribable smell, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, burnt rubber and wood, and the smell of the human body after being burnt. The Japanese officer covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and walked slowly towards the hotel. go ahead. In the faint smoke of gunpowder, a black figure holding a white cloth appeared at the entrance of the hotel, and Lieutenant Suzuki, who was the military envoy, hurriedly waved the white flag in his hand.

After he saw the other party's clothes clearly, he couldn't help being taken aback. Black m35 helmets, black SS uniforms, white cowhide outfits, and iconic high riding boots. Suzuki has seen this suit in magazines more than once, and seeing it with my own eyes feels more impressive than in the photos.

But, isn't this the guard of the head of the independent country? Could it be that after a long time fighting with the second team, it turned out to be the independent team?

Suzuki and Webber stood face to face. Neither side spoke, but looked at each other up and down carefully. The air at the scene instantly solidified.

"Cough" Suzuki coughed. At this time, he could only take the initiative. After all, it was their side who made the negotiation.

"I am Second Lieutenant Suzuki of the Japanese Army." Borrowing the light of the Army Non-commissioned Officer School, Lieutenant Suzuki is good at English, and his German scores are also quite good. Although the pronunciation may be a bit substandard, the second lieutenant still communicates with the Germans. Very confident.

"Wait a minute? You speak German? Can you say it again? Try to slow down as much as possible~IndoMTL.com~ Weber smiled at Suzuki a little embarrassed after finishing talking.

Suzuki was stunned. The previous confidence has been shattered at this moment. The Lieutenant envisioned several ways to communicate with each other before, but he never thought of encountering this kind of opening.

"Is my German not standard? I'm really sorry." The ensign had a little temper in his tone.

"Ah, just slow down, so that's it." Weber finally understood the sentence, and the SS sergeant expressed his joy.

"I am Second Lieutenant Suzuki Masao, may I ask your rank and name." Suzuki gave a light cough, decided to ignore the other party's words, and he asked again.

"Hirst Webber, SS sergeant." Weber bowed his hand to Suzuki.

Now Suzuki is embarrassed again. He doesn't know how to respond. Should he salute the army or raise his hand in the same way.

But he didn't have time to think about it. The German hand was still there, and it would be rude if he was still stiff. Finally, Lieutenant Suzuki gritted his teeth and gave Weber a hand-raise.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" Weber declared loudly.

"Hi Reinhardt!" Suzuki hurriedly followed suit.

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