After nearly a month of recuperation, the wound on the arm of the old cigarette gun is almost healed, the blood hole hit by the bullet has begun to scab, the bandage has been removed, although he can't use his strength, but the hospital bed can no longer trap him, and he goes to other wounded and sick people to drink tea and chat all day long. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The knife that the fat man Tian San was stabbed in the ass by the devil is also very good, these days there are those patriotic people and students brought delicious food, the fat man's waist circumference is full of size, and he walks like a big bear.

Although the injury is almost better, but the wounded soldier hospital is really comfortable this day, the old smoker and the fat man want to enjoy a few more days here, since there is no one to drive them, then continue to stay.

However, he was accustomed to the intense training and rhythm of life in the army, and now his injuries are almost healed, and he has nothing to do all day, so the old smoker is thinking about going to Nanjing City for a walk, after all, it is also the capital of the Republic of China, and it is still quite peaceful.

He went to find the fat man Tian San, this guy was surrounded by a group of female students, and was talking spittle, telling how he split the devil with one hand, and the fat man became a hero in the eyes of those female students.

The old smoking gun sneered, he can really fucking blow, except for a knife in the buttocks, he doesn't even have a gun hole, how can there be such a hero?

In the eyes of the old smoking gun, his wounds and gun holes are the best honor, and the fat man can't compare at all, but he has a stupid mouth, and he doesn't have the fat man's clever mouth to flicker, anyway, every time the fat man flickers over, he gives him half of the food, and he doesn't bother to expose the fat man.

"Fatty, I have something to look for you." The old smokeblower coughed and interrupted the fat man's heroic deeds of fighting devils that he had to repeat several times a day.

When the fat man saw the old cigarette gun standing not far away, his embarrassed fat face turned red, and he waved his hand at the female students who admired him: "You go and listen to the stories of the other brothers first, and I will tell you later."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for these patriotic female students to react, they had already walked quickly to the old smoking gun, and asked with a smile, "Company commander, what are you looking for me?" ”

The old smoking gun pulled the fat man to a secluded place and pointed to the city of Nanjing in the distance: "Do you want to go to the city for a walk?"

"Think, when will I go, my money is about to become moldy." The fat man patted his bulging pocket, which contained the rewards for wounded soldiers from the officials who had come to offer condolences in recent days.

"It's still early, let's go now." The old smoker thought for a moment and replied.

Although the old smokers were wounded soldiers, the scope of their activities was also limited to the hospital, and if they wanted to sneak out, they had to find another way, because there were hospital guards guarding outside, saying that it was to prevent enemy agents from sabotage, and also to prevent desertion.

Thinking of the old smoking gun is difficult to get out of the hospital, he is a fellow countryman with the commander of the guard company, he has not given condolences to this fellow these days, and asked the commander of the guard company to say that he wants to go to Nanjing to go around, his fellow is embarrassed, but he doesn't want to lose face in front of the fellow.

After thinking about it, he agreed to let the old smoking gun go out with the fat man, but he had to come back before dark, and in the end he was not at ease, so he kindly sent a guard surnamed Liu to follow them, saying that he was a guide for the old smoking gun, but in fact, the role of surveillance was more obvious.

The old smoking gun and the fat man took off their tattered and dirty military uniforms, changed into the old cotton clothes brought by the guard surnamed Liu, and after packing up, the three of them left the wounded soldier hospital and went straight to Nanjing.

The distance from the hospital for wounded soldiers to the city of Nanjing is not far, the national defense highway along the way is crowded with people fleeing with large bags and small bags, and those military cars covered with curtains are vigorously honking their horns, and the chaos on the road makes the old smokers have an indescribable taste in their hearts.

But this is only a small episode, the old smoking gun can even see the dead on the battlefield, and the scene of these refugees fleeing only has a slight effect on the mood, and then it is replaced by the excitement of entering the city.

Under the leadership of the guards surnamed Liu, they detoured to the city gate, which was already full of sandbags and barbed wire, the muzzles of the anti-aircraft machine guns in those bunkers stood high, and the soldiers with German steel helmets were waiting for them, making the old smoking guns feel a hint of the atmosphere of war.

The old smoker muttered in his heart, with such powerful firepower, even if the little devil arrived in Nanjing, he might not be able to please him, and his heart was inexplicably relaxed.

"My goodness, this wall is so high." The fat man Tian San looked up at the majestic city wall of Nanjing, and praised and was amazed, this is much more magnificent than the city wall of their county, and it may cost a lot of money to build such a high and thick city wall.

Seeing that the fat man looked like he had never seen the world, the old cigarette gun scolded: "Look at your energy, don't embarrass Lao Tzu."

The guard surnamed Liu also smiled and didn't speak, beckoning them to go to the city.

The Nanjing government has temporarily moved to Chongqing, a large number of party and government organs, schools and factories have also been relocated, and the people in Nanjing have also begun to move under the command of officials at all levels.

However, this Nanjing is a big city in the end, the seat of the central government, those towering buildings, wide and smooth roads make the old smoker feel comfortable walking.

Although the transfer has begun, the city is still bustling, with colorful signboards lined up, shops selling gadgets that have never been seen before, and the graceful figure of the women wearing cotton cheongsams walking on the street makes the eyes of the old smokers straighten, thinking that if they marry such a woman and go home as a wife, even if they die, they will be fingered.

However, they are still self-aware, and they are feasting their eyes on these flowery women, and if they really marry and go home, they may not be able to support their poor military salary.

The old smoking gun has been crawling and rolling in the army for many years, and at most he has entered the small county town to stroll, walking in this magnificent Nanjing city, and can't help but feel a sense of pride, proud of being a Chinese.

Just when the old smoking gun felt proud, the air defense alarm in the city whined, and the piercing sound came, which made the pride in the old smoking gun's heart leak without a trace.

The planes of a large group of devil soldiers were as black as crows, revealing their hideous faces from the clouds, and the roaring motor could be heard from afar.

"Hide!" The guard surnamed Liu pulled the old smoking gun and they were about to hide, but at this moment, the fat man Tian San jumped up excitedly.

"Our planes! Our planes! ”

The old smoking gun looked up, and more than a dozen planes flew up from the northwest direction, and rushed up to meet the plane of the devil soldiers, which made the old smoking gun look enthusiastic.

At the beginning, when I was in Shanghai, there were also China's own planes fighting in the sky with devil soldiers, but then the losses were too great and they retreated, and finally lost air supremacy, and now when they saw their own planes fighting again, the old smoker couldn't help but have a little moist in the corners of his eyes.

The anti-aircraft weapons deployed in various parts of Nanjing rang out one after another, and a cloud of black fog was thrown out on the offensive route of the devil plane, and the devil plane at the front shook and did not hold steady, and finally planted down with black smoke, causing huge cheers to erupt in the streets.

"Hit! Beat! "There were already a lot of people standing on the street, watching their planes bravely rush into the enemy group, one by one clenched their fists and began to cheer up.

The air battle in the sky lasted less than ten minutes, and after the Chinese planes were outnumbered and planted three planes, the others retreated one after another, seeing that the devil planes unscrupulously controlled the sky over Nanjing and began to drop bombs, the old smoker did not set off with a breath in his heart, and his chest was a little tightness and shortness of breath.

The devil's plane threw bombs like eggs, and the rumbling explosions in the city rang out, and those magnificent buildings were also smashed, and they collapsed with a bang, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky, and fires broke out in many places, and many people were killed in the streets.

The devil threw the bomb and began to dive and strafe again, until the ammunition ran out, then he flaunted his might and walked away, the bustling streets in Nanjing City were already in a mess, a large number of military and police took cars to the streets and began to maintain order and collect the corpses, looking at their familiar appearance, they should be accustomed to it.

"Shall we go shopping?" Looking at the messy street, the fat man asked with the sleeve of the old smoking gun.

The devil bombed the old smoking gun like this, and he still had the heart to go shopping, and he panicked in his heart, and said with a calm face: "Let's go back."