Chapter 262: Refugee Camp
Jinling Women's College of Arts and Sciences, Great Hall.
What was once the Great Hall has now become a huge refugee camp.
In this hall alone, at least a thousand refugees were crowded, half of whom were routed by the national army!
Yang Feng suddenly turned over and sat up, and whispered to Xiang Bin next to him: "Company commander, there seems to be movement outside!" β
Xiang Bin just turned over and muttered: "Don't be suspicious, the devil won't drive into the safe zone, at least not before the 367 regiment is eliminated, go to sleep." β
Yang Feng still couldn't sleep, and whispered: "Company commander, you said that this 367 regiment is really tenacious, a regiment guards Xinjiekou, faces several wings of devils, and has not been eaten after three days!" β
Xiang Bin said: "Even if you don't get eaten now, you won't be able to survive tomorrow." β
After a pause, Xiang Bin said again: "When the idiots of the 367th Regiment are gone, we can go home." β
Yang Feng was a little unconvinced, shook his head and said, "Company commander, do you think the little devil will really let us go?" β
"Why won't the little devil let us go?" Xiang Bin asked rhetorically, "Can the devil still kill us all?" What's in it for them to kill us all? β
Yang Feng said: "But I heard that the devil is very cruel. β
"I heard that, you said it, but I just heard about it." Xiang Bin said, "Don't listen to the wind is the rain. β
When Yang Feng was about to distinguish again, the two doors of the auditorium were suddenly slammed open from the outside, and then, a team of dozens of devil soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition surged in!
Hearing the crash of the door and the footsteps of the devils, the refugees and the routs in the auditorium were awakened one after another.
When he opened his eyes and saw the ghost soldiers pouring in with loaded guns and ammunition, the refugees and routs near the gate were startled and hurriedly moved to the sides.
Yang Feng and Xiang Bin were also shocked.
But fortunately, the two are in a corner and don't have to avoid it.
In the blink of an eye, the devil with a loaded gun had already gone deep into the auditorium, and a devil captain who led the team strode onto the rostrum with a saber on his shoulder.
Seeing the devil officer walk up to the rostrum, the refugees who were originally lying on the rostrum were like waves splitting and giving way to both sides.
Seeing this, the corner of the devil's mouth showed a touch of disdain, and then strode to the middle of the rostrum and stood still, and after standing still, a look swept down, and the refugees below and the national army disguised as refugees retreated one after another, as if swept by an invisible wave of air.
Seeing this, Xiang Bin and Yang Feng's faces showed indescribable shame.
The rout of the Nationalist army in the Great Hall was so weak that they felt embarrassed.
Really, the face of the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps and the face of the entire national army have been lost!
The cold gaze of the devil officer swept over the faces of the thousands of refugees and the defeated soldiers in the audience, and said in a stiff Chinese dialect: "You all drip, put your hands up!" β
Hearing this, the refugees in the audience raised their hands one after another.
Seeing this, Yang Feng and Xiang Bin became more and more ashamed!
But shame is shame, seeing everyone raise their hands, they can only follow and raise their hands and make a gesture of surrender, because it would be too dazzling not to raise their hands again!
"Yo Xi!" Seeing everyone obediently raising their hands, the devil officer nodded with satisfaction, and gestured to the devil with loaded guns in the audience.
When even a dozen devils stepped forward with their rifles on their shoulders, they screened the palms of all the refugees one by one.
Seeing that the palm of his hand was calloused, he immediately asked him to come out of the line, and in less than a moment, more than a hundred people stood in the aisle in the middle of the auditorium according to the devil's request.
Seeing this, Yang Feng and Xiang Bin immediately became nervous.
"Company commander, the little devil seems to pick the calluses on his palms!" Yang Feng said, "Come to us!" β
While saying that Yang Feng's right hand had already touched his waist, and he hid a pistol in his waist, this Browning pistol was brought in by the guards in the security zone with great difficulty.
"Crazy, don't mess around!" Xiang Bin hurriedly stopped it.
Yang Feng snorted and said, "Anyway, being captured by the devil is a death, so it's better to fight!" β
Xiang Bin was speechless for a moment, although he was emotionally unwilling to agree with Yang Feng, but reason told him that the devil ran into the Women's Liberal Arts College in the middle of the night to arrest people, and there must be nothing good!
Seeing Yang Feng holding the handle of the gun, Xiang Bin felt that the air suddenly became stagnant.
But at this time, the team of devils suddenly stopped moving forward, turned around and began to walk back!
"Yo Xi, thank you for your cooperation!" The devil officer on the rostrum smirked, waved his hand and shouted, "Take it away!" β
In a short time, more than 100 national army routs that were singled out were taken away by the little devils, and as soon as the devils left, there was a buzzing discussion in the auditorium.
Dozens of veterans of the teaching team spontaneously surrounded Xiang Bin and the others.
"Company commander, where is the little devil singing? Suddenly running in the middle of the night to arrest someone? β
"I think it's not good, damn it, Xie Laoqi, I'm afraid they will be in a catastrophe this time."
"Can't you? Didn't the devil's leaflet say that as long as we give up resistance, we won't infringe? β
"The devil said you would believe it? I think we are dead, and I knew that it would be better to go to Xinjiekou. β
"It's not too late to go now, brothers, I've had enough, otherwise we'll go to Xinjiekou tonight?"
"I think it's better to forget it, do you really think that with a 367 regiment, you can really hold Xinjiekou and Nanjing?"
"That's it, don't be naΓ―ve, more than a dozen of our elite divisions, more than 100,000 people can't hold Nanjing, he Zhong Yi just wants to defend Nanjing with a regiment, it's a fool's dream!"
"I'm going to go to you, I'm not going anyway."
The surrounding rout gradually fell silent.
waited until no one squeaked, Yang Feng asked Xiang Bin: "Company commander, what do you say?" β
Xiang Bin's pair of lying silkworm eyebrows were twisted into pimples, and he whispered after a long time: "Don't worry, wait and see." β
"Are you waiting?" Yang Feng was anxious when he heard this, "Company commander, the little devil has put the knife on our necks!" β
"What? What's yelling? Xiang Bin glared at Yang Feng very unhappily, and said, "What the devil wants to do when he takes away those more than 100 brothers, I haven't figured it out yet, why is it in a hurry?" β
After a pause, he said, "Maybe it's just for me to help repair the fortifications?" β
"Repairs?" Yang Feng said, "Company commander, there seems to be no fortifications to repair in the city, right?" β
"How much do you know?" Xiang Bin glared at Yang Feng again, and said angrily, "Sleep!" β
After speaking, Xiang Bin no longer paid attention to Yang Feng, lay down with his head upside down, and the veterans gathered around also dispersed.
Yang Feng stomped his feet hatefully, and could only lie down with his head upside down, but after lying down, he couldn't sleep at all, staring at the ceiling with a pair of copper bell-like bull's eyes.
(End of chapter)