Chapter 221: Street Troops in the Cold Night
"And the neurotic is gone?"
At this time, the pillar came over with a basket, just in time to see Dai Huan leaving. γLatest chapter reading. γ
Shao Fei smiled, looked at Dai Huan's back and said, "Dai Huan, Tasmanian devil, demon."
"Squad leader, what's wrong with you?"
Zhuzi saw Shao Fei talking to himself and asked.
"It's fine." Shao Fei turned around and said, "I'll act with you at night."
Zhuzi didn't understand what Shao Fei meant, didn't he just scout a small building, and he needed two people together? The target is large and easy to spot. And Shao Fei felt an inexplicable sense of oppression coming towards him.
It was dark, and Zhu Zi and Shao Fei went to Xicheng to do a thorough investigation.
Although it is wartime, the streets of Nanjing are still brightly lit, but there are fewer pedestrians and the past, and there are more soldiers and some military vehicles.
On both sides of the road, you can occasionally find soldiers working in rows and rows. These were all soldiers who had been withdrawn from the Battle of Songhu, and they were disorganized and depressed. Some of the frail soldiers shivered from the cold and leaned on each other for warmth. Shao once read a historical document that some soldiers committed suicide with guns because they couldn't resist the cold.
"Look at what! Beware of Lao Tzu crashing you! β
Suddenly, a soldier yelled at Shao Fei. They had just lost the battle, and they were sitting on the side of the street like beggars, and they were stared at by Shao Fei like this, and they inevitably felt anger in their hearts. At this time, a captain company commander next to the man patted the soldier and told him to calm down.
Shao Fei was not angry because of the man's intimidation, but felt sympathy for them because they were treated like this.
At this time, Shao Fei thought of history. After the fall of Nanjing, due to the confusion of command, the withdrawal was not timely, and 50,000 ** were captured and killed by the devils. Shao Fei thought to himself, will there be them among these 50,000 people?
Shao Fei wanted to step forward, but was pulled by the pillar and reminded in a low voice: "The whole city is curfew at twelve o'clock."
"I've got it."
After Shao Fei finished speaking, he walked up to those people and asked, "It's so cold, are you still wearing single clothes, and there is no camp to accommodate you?"
"It's your business! What are you doing when a little common man asks about this? β
Just now, the man was still like taking medicine, and he spoke politely.
Shao Fei explained: "Everyone is Chinese, and I am just concerned."
The captain next to him had been keeping an eye on the nosy little commoner. When others saw the soldiers, they were afraid to avoid it, but Shao Fei was full and had nothing to do, so he came to ask if he had any of them.
The captain suddenly asked, "Who the hell are you?"
Shao Fei replied, "People who hate devils as much as you do."
After hearing this, the captain stood up and took a close look at Shao Fei, and from between his eyebrows, he could feel that Shao Fei and the pillar behind him were soldiers, so he replied politely: "We just arrived in the evening, and we haven't been accommodated for a while." They said they could arrange for us tomorrow. β
Shao Fei looked at this captain, who was in his early twenties, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, not like a soldier, but more like a literati. Then he looked at the people around him and asked, "Why is there more than 30 people in one company?"
The captain smiled helplessly and replied, "I'm ashamed." When retreating, hundreds of thousands of troops were crowded on several roads. The Japanese army continued to carry out air raids, and some of us were killed and some deserters. β
Shao Fei completely understood that more than 400,000 people were evacuated from the Battle of Songhu, but because of the confusion in command, the retreat was not timely, and less than 100,000 came to Nanjing.
Shao Fei suddenly made a suggestion and said, "Why don't you stay in a hotel, two big rooms for more than 30 people are enough, and I will pay for it."
The soldiers on the side heard this, and some of them sat up and looked at their company commander, expecting him to agree. It's just night, it's so cold, and I don't know if I can resist it in the middle of the night.
However, the captain's answer disappointed everyone.
"Thank you for your kindness, I don't know that I am sleeping on the streets of this huge Nanjing city, can you call these nearly 1,000 people to live in a hotel?"
Shao Fei didn't know if he was the backbone of a literati or the backbone of a soldier, but no matter what it was, he admired him very much.
Shao Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm not reluctant. This foreign land, different place, cold weather, encounter is also fate, my name is Shao Fei. β
The captain replied, "My name is Chen Mo, the ink of ink."
"There is a period of regret."
After speaking, Shao Fei and Zhuzi turned around and left.
Chen Mo sat back in place, and the soldiers on the side complained: "Company commander, why don't you agree to him, how cold it is here."
Chen Mo explained: "I can see that he is a soldier and wears civilian clothes, which shows that they have a special status. It's better to have less contact with such people. β
On the street, the pillar couldn't resist his curiosity and asked, "Squad leader, why is the company commander so polite to you?" β
Shao Fei replied as he walked: "Don't look at his politeness, Si Siwenwen." But the eyes are very sharp, and they should be able to see the identity of our soldiers. β
Shao Fei hadn't gone far when a student rushed over, and they were the same students who were leading the march today.
The man rushed in front of Shao Fei, excited.
"I've finally found you."
"What are you looking for me to do? Why haven't you left Nanjing? β
"Let's go, we've discussed leaving tomorrow, but I want to participate in the Eighth Road, can you take me?"
"Eight roads? Isn't there a ready-made **. β
"My former teacher was **, he said that the Kuomintang **, unpopular."
Shao Fei had an idea, as if he wanted to hit something, so he put his arm around the man's shoulders and walked to the corner where no one was there and squatted. When the pillar looked at it, he shook his head helplessly, and the squad leader was about to flicker again.
"You want to be the Eighth Road, right?"
"Hmm."
The man nodded hurriedly.
Shao Fei patted the man's shoulder and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are so handsome, I will accept you and take you to kill devils." But it still depends on your performance and your ability. β
The man immediately said: "I organized today's parade, and you can see my leadership and organizational skills."
"It's not enough, now is a chance to test you. If you do it well, I'll take you to the Eight Roads. β
"You say, I promise to complete the mission!"
The man became agitated at once. Zhu Zi watched and laughed, he knew what Shao Fei wanted him to do.
"This task is very arduous, and it is also to resist Japan and save the country."
As soon as he heard that there was an opportunity to resist Japan and save the country, the man almost jumped up with excitement, and couldn't wait to ask Shao Fei: "Say it quickly, as long as it is anti-Japanese, I am willing to throw my head, sprinkle blood, and shed my last drop of blood!"
"It's not that serious." Shao Fei looked at the man, pointed to the place just now, and said, "Did you see it?" Those were all soldiers who came down from the Battle of Songhu, and they were all heroes of the anti-Japanese resistance. Now they are coming all the way to defend Nanjing, but you see, they are hungry and cold, sleeping on the streets, can you bear it? β
The man patted his chest and said, "What do you want me to do, I will do it."
"Don't you have the ability to call and organize? Organize your classmates, family members, and neighbors, send them some hot soup and hot meals, and give them useless clothes and quilts at home, so that these ** can see the patriotic enthusiasm of Nanjing people. As soon as they were moved, they didn't try their best to kill the devils and defend Nanjing. This is a change of direction to resist Japan, you know. β
"Oh, oh," the man said, "it's much more meaningful than a parade." Big brother, you are too wise, I, Liu Jin, have followed you in my life, my family has money, but it is in Shanghai. β
Liu Jin looked at Shao Fei with more admiring eyes, and directly called "big brother", but Shao Fei didn't care that he called himself so, and then asked, "Are you not from Nanjing?"
Liu Jin replied with a smile: "Allah is from Shanghai, but he doesn't like that family and goes to Nanjing to study." But don't worry, my classmates are all from Nanjing, and I will definitely complete the task. β
After speaking, Liu Jin stood up and said to Shao Fei: "Big brother, look at it, how enthusiastic the people of Nanjing are."
Shao Fei also stood up and clenched his hands into fists: "Come on!"
"Hmm!" Liu Jin nodded vigorously, turned around and ran away.
After Liu Jin left, Shao Fei smiled and said, "This kid has more than blood, but his IQ is insufficient. It's too easy to trust people. β
"Shanghai, a rich man, also surnamed Liu. Squad leader, he won't be your brother-in-law, right? The pillar said with a smile behind Shao Fei.
Shao Fei turned around and replied to the pillar: "You kid is so good at imagining it, just write it." Liu Ying has no younger brother, and his father has a wife. β
(End of chapter)