Sangou did do some tricks in the tunnel, connected the ammunition depot to the fuse, and calculated a few minutes, no matter whether the remaining devils could enter or not, they would also detonate this ammunition depot.

One is to destroy this tunnel and prevent the devils from using and learning; Second, it is also a signal to Li Guangben, so that they should not wait for a long time and immediately take advantage of the chaos to go up the mountain.

The rest of the devils gave Sangou a big gift package, and the anxious squadron leader actually took dozens of people down to the cave, and they were killed and buried in the collapsed tunnel.

Whether it is Sangou or Tienon, it is impossible for them to know, but after running a distance, they found that there were no most of the devils behind them, and they could guess a little, and it was estimated that they would be reimbursed for those devils.

……

Running with a gas mask is really uncomfortable and stuffy. After the three dogs and dozens of them ran out of the broken temple and into the forest, they immediately took off their masks and gasped for air.

Unexpectedly, after a while, several devils rushed behind him, so frightened that everyone hurriedly picked up their guns and prepared to shoot, Sangou looked at the devil and shouted while running: "Wait, Captain Watanabe told you to go back." ”

Sangou hurriedly waved his hand to everyone, pointed to the clothes on his body, and everyone understood at once, so they stood and waited for the two or three devils to rush into the forest as if nothing had happened.

When those devils rushed in and took a look, they were dumbfounded, why didn't they know any of them, could it be a mistake, or they ran to the wrong place and entered another army's place.

So when the devils were about to speak and ask, the three dogs and several people with the doglegs Xia Chen swooped up and threw these devils to the ground.

Sangou took everyone through the forest and walked the path to the foot of the mountain, strictly ordering as he went, and when it was not necessary, except for meeting the devil, he and the devil spoke Japanese.

No one else is allowed to speak Chinese, and as for communication, all are in code language (mostly the barking of cats and dogs) and hand gestures. When I was really forced to do so, I could speak the local dialect of my hometown, and most of these thirty people were fellow villagers from Guangfeng, Jiangxi.

When everyone was walking to the foot of the mountain, suddenly there was a fierce gunfire near the top of the mountain behind them.

At this time, it is indeed a very difficult time to make a decision, if in normal times, Sangou must take his brothers to reinforce without saying a word, and now, everyone must divide their troops in order to break out and get together, which is equivalent to throwing themselves into the net.

Sangou couldn't bear it and didn't say anything, and was about to say something, when he heard a small group of devils carrying machine guns at the intersection in front of him, climbing up the hill and passing by Sangou and them.

One of the devils also said: "There is a soldier on the mountain, why don't you go and fight?" ”

Sangou hurriedly returned: "We have other tasks, thank you for your hard work." ”

It's hard work, as soon as the devil's machine gun team passed, Sangou beckoned everyone to go over with a grenade, followed by a volley of gun shooting.

The devils of the machine gun team would never have dreamed that this unit, which had just greeted them, would immediately roll their eyes and refuse to recognize people, and more than a dozen devils would be killed immediately.

Sangou immediately ordered someone to carry two crooked machine guns, and a few boxes of machine gun bullets on his back, and after firing a shot in the neck of each devil, he quickly evacuated the battlefield.

As soon as I turned the corner and came to the foot of the mountain, I found a team of devils running and asking, what happened not far away just now?

Sangou replied that he had met a suspicious person, as if he had run to the foot of the mountain, and now they were chasing, and asked the devil if he had seen it.

The gunfire on the top of the mountain gradually thinned out, and everyone looked back to see if their comrades had broken through, but now that it was dark, they couldn't see it, and they hoped they could break through, and everyone prayed silently in their hearts.

It didn't help much, but the small team of machine gunners who killed the devil just now can be regarded as a great help to fight Tienon, if you let this group of machine gunners bite, they will have to shed their skin if they don't die.

……

Sangou took everyone to the opposite, with a fluent Japanese, passed through a lot of intersections with Japanese troops, entered the city of Nanjing, and began to think that he wanted a password or something, but found that it was redundant.

Now the devils are doing whatever they want in Nanjing City, they are all small groups acting without authorization, most of them are searching for scattered resisters, and the three dogs also pretend to be a "sweeping" team, and they have entered the city extremely smoothly.

The once prosperous Jinling resort has now become a hell on earth, and in the bleak moonlight, everyone saw that the long trenches on both sides of the road leading to Guanghuamen were filled with charred corpses.

There were also corpses under the many stones and woods laid on the road, hands and feet exposed, some still bare on the side of the road, and the tanks with lights on were mercilessly pressed against them.

The corpse was immediately crushed by the tank and burst open, with a bang, the corpse water splashed everywhere, and the stench was unpleasant, giving people a terrifying illusion, feeling that they had come to a hell.

The city was littered with corpses, a scene of almost surreal horror, the corpses of men and women—even children and old people, most of whom had been stabbed with bayonets or shot in the back.

Sangou is like walking in a strange place, is this the familiar city of Nanjing?

In the former city of Nanjing, street vendors carried burdens, with small bowls at one end and teapots at the other; Weavers sit bent over in front of handlooms in an open-air factory; The clerk at the noodle shop rolls out the noodles by hand.

The tinsmith clanged as he walked down the street; The shoemaker repairs shoes in front of the customer's door; The child held a copper coin with a square hole in the middle and couldn't wait to watch the vendor make candy.

The men pushing the squeaky wheelbarrow, the reeds piled up high on the cart cover the cart and hide the cart man.

New things can be seen everywhere in the old city of Nanjing: asphalt roads are gradually replacing dirt roads and gravel roads; Electric lights and neon lights replaced flickering gas lamps, candles, and oil lamps.

Urban water flows from tap instead of being sold in buckets; Buses and cars carrying civilian, military and diplomats honked their horns through rickshaws, horse-drawn carriages transporting vegetables, and pedestrians and animals.

……

Walking further into the city, I saw a group of Chinese on the side of the road, being torsoused by a few Japanese soldiers, walking towards the north of the city.

The three dogs pressed the impulse in their hearts, unmoved, and led the people to the west of the city, and the more they reached the center of the city, the more Japanese troops became, and they were no longer searching for resistors, but robbing everywhere nakedly.

The Japanese formed small detachments of 10-20 people, and they walked through the city, looting the shops. They smashed open the doors and windows of shops and houses, taking whatever they wanted.

Some Japanese soldiers carried packs made of blankets filled with stolen goods and dragged away looted goods in boxes, while others requisitioned rickshaws to transport the looted goods to safety.

……

This is the capital of the Chinese, but now, it has become a paradise for Japanese bandits, and because of the strict orders of the three dogs, although the eyes of the old seven companies glowed red with fierce light, no one rushed out.

After all, relying on a few people alone can't stop thousands of bandits, not to mention that robbers have heavy firepower, and Lao Qilian is now looking for a way to survive everywhere.

……

Six generations of luxury, spring is gone, and there is no news. Empty hope, mountains and rivers win, is no longer the past. Wang Xie Tang is a double swallow in front of him, and he once knew each other at the mouth of Wuyi Lane. Listening to the deep night, lonely and lonely city, the spring tide is urgent.

Thinking about the past, I feel sad. Nostalgic for the homeland, empty traces. But the smoke and grass are decaying, and the crows are slanting to the sun. Yushu Song is cold in autumn, and the rouge well is cold and cold. So far, there are only Jiang Shanqing and Qin Huaibi!

"Man Jianghong? Jinling Nostalgia - Yuan? Sadura