Night fell, but at this time, the city of Nanjing was no longer shrouded in night, but what illuminated the city of Nanjing was not the brilliant neon, but the flash of the shells after the explosion, the trajectory of the bullets in the night sky, the lights of the Japanese tanks and cars, and the burning houses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gates of Zhonghua Gate, Zhongshan Gate, and West Water Gate have been opened, and the Japanese tanks have run over the ancient streets of Nanjing City heavily, and the trembling sound and rumbling sound have stimulated the already fragile nerves of the Nanjing military and civilians.

The Japanese soldiers in yellow uniforms frantically shouted and flocked into the city, countless military boots stepped through the streets, and then divided into several groups and began to pursue the fleeing Chinese soldiers and civilians, their fanatical and perverted war complexes were released at this moment.

The gates of the city that should be defended were wide open, and the gates that should be retreated were blocked, which was undoubtedly the greatest irony for the defenders.

Many of the houses lining the streets have been blown beyond recognition, leaving guns and ammunition everywhere on the streets.

A detachment of Japanese troops was running forward on such streets, because they were informed that there was a battalion of Shina troops not far ahead, who were resisting.

In the confusion, most of the people at the front of the group didn't notice that the soldiers at the back turned and burrowed into an alley on the side.

But one of the Japanese adjutants noticed the scene, and he chased after him and shouted loudly in Japanese: "Where are you going, our battlefield is over there." ”

The adjutant also got into the alley, but when he turned the corner, he found that the soldiers were watching him at the mouth of the alley, and he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Under the reflection of the burning fire not far away, these soldiers were indeed wearing the uniforms of the Great Japanese Empire, but the adjutant saw in their eyes a clear undisguised hatred for themselves.

The Japanese adjutant had a buzzing head, reacted, reached out to touch the Wang Ba box on his waist, opened his mouth to shout, but did not shout, because a black arrow had already penetrated his throat.

He looked in the direction where the arrow came from with a stunned gaze, and saw a soldier with a cold face holding a strange weapon in his hand, the weapon was a flat-ended "bow", this Japanese non-commissioned officer used his last strength to reach out and grab the arrow that choked his voice, and fell backwards, until he died, he did not know that the flat-ended bow in China is called crossbow.

Half an hour later, the soldiers in Japanese military uniforms stood in front of a ruined wall on the streets of Nanjing.

The building had clearly been bombed by Japanese planes, and the rubble had formed a hill, and the feet of the dead could be seen exposed in the gaps in the rubble.

One of the soldiers put down his gun, knelt down, solemnly kowtowed three heads to the rubble, and stood up with tears in the corners of his eyes.

These people dressed up in Japanese soldiers are the last remnants of Ma Liancailian, and the person who kowtows is Huo Xiaoshan.

Although Huo Xiaoshan already knew that his mother would definitely die, as a son, he still wanted to see his mother again.

So they dressed up as Japanese soldiers, taking advantage of the chaos when the Japanese army attacked the city in the dark of night, and also touched the city of Nanjing, Huo Xiaoshan even shot the Japanese adjutant who suspected them with a flying wing crossbow.

It's just that when they came to Song Zijun's soup kitchen, not only was the porridge shop nowhere found, but the entire street was in ruins, and there were still unburned beams with red charcoals.

At this moment, the rapid gunfire rang out in the neighboring street.

A short soldier on guard hurried towards the rubble, shouting as he ran, "Go, little hill, the devil is catching up." ”

The person who came was a ball of dung.

Huo Xiaoshan wanted to dig through the ruins and find his loving mother, but he didn't have time, he still had the brothers who followed him, and he didn't even give him time to trace the past, and he was full of unwillingness at this time.

So, this unwillingness turned into a deep hatred for the devil.

"Let's go? Why go?! Huo Xiaoshan stretched out his sleeve and wiped the corner of his eye fiercely, "Even if you go, I'm going to kill a few more devils!" ”

Huo Xiaoshan lifted the placket of his clothes, pulled out the two box cannons tucked on his belt, and ran towards the place where the guns rang out.

Shen Chong didn't say a word, but also grabbed the crooked handle in his hand and ran away with Huo Xiaoshan.

The dung ball flickered for a moment, glanced at the few soldiers who were still there, and shouted: "Whatever you are in a daze, keep up!" ”

Huo Xiaoshan and the others ran over the pile of rubble and hid in a bombed-out house at the end of the adjacent street and looked out at the street.

In the reflection of the firelight, but seeing the bullets flying, I saw a person from a distance hurriedly running towards them, turning around and shooting with his mobile phone behind him as he ran, and there were already devils showing their heads on the street behind him.

"Hey, why does this running posture look weird?" A soldier whispered.

The man ran with a light posture, like a jumping fawn, though he moved quickly.

"It's weird, it looks like a woman." Another soldier said.

"She's just a woman at all." Huo Xiaoshan said in a deep voice, because he had already recognized who this person was, although he was surprised!

Before he finished speaking, Huo Xiaoshan stood up all of a sudden, raised his hand and shot a gun, and a Japanese soldier on the other side of the street who had just raised his gun and was about to shoot fell down in response, and the rest of the Japanese soldiers were startled, and they all fell to the ground.

"Yaya, run, we're here!" Huo Xiaoshan shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the shell gun in his hand rang out like a cannon, and at this time he no longer wanted to kill the enemy, but only to suppress the fire of the Japanese army, and provide fire cover for the man who was already running closer and closer to them.

The gun in Shen Chong's hand also rang out, and Huo Xiaoshan said "Yaya", and he naturally knew who this person who was fleeing for his life under the guns of the Japanese army.

Yes, the person running desperately in front of him was Murong Pei.

It's just that she is now back to her tomboy dress, her long hair has been cut off, and she is wearing a man's clothes.

If she was walking normally, ordinary people really wouldn't be able to tell that she was dressed as a woman, but now she was being chased by the Japanese army, but it couldn't help but make people doubt her gender.

It's just that this doesn't matter to Huo Xiaoshan, he can recognize Murong Pei no matter what.

Finally, Murong Pei ran to the dilapidated house where Huo Xiaoshan and they were hiding, and as soon as Huo Xiaoshan stretched out his hand, he directly dragged Murong Pei who rushed in into the house.

Originally, Murong Pei was not so weak that she could run with her feet, but as soon as she saw Huo Xiaoshan, she felt that she suddenly had no energy to run, her legs were weak, and she dragged Huo Xiaoshan directly into Huo Xiaoshan's arms.

"It's all over the place, why are you still in the city?" Huo Xiaoshan's eyes widened and he asked anxiously.

"I, I, don't worry about Aunt Song." Murong Pei naturally understood why Huo Xiaoshan was in a hurry, she avoided Huo Xiaoshan's eyes, and said in a whisper.

"She's not at home, so I'm running here to find her." Murong Pei then explained. "By the way, what about your mother?"

"Mother," Huo Xiaoshan paused and turned his gaze to the west. "Mother is gone......"

He seemed to see the huge golden lotus flower again. (To be continued.) )