A Ford car appeared on the road, and the procession of "prisoners of war" known to the Japanese as it was still wriggling like gray snakes.

The man sitting next to the driver was John. Rabe. I think that no matter any Chinese, I want to thank this German Nazi who really loves the Chinese. He alone has saved the lives of more than 600 Chinese, and in the International Security Zone, which he chairs, he has rescued as many as 250,000 Chinese refugees.

Just as the Japanese invaded China, John . Rabe's rescue of the Chinese is also an irrefutable event in history.

In this rare clear sky in winter, his mood was gloomy as if the end was coming.

"My God, it's a terrible thing!"

Shamefully, however, many Chinese prisoners of war and civilians waved to him as his Nazi-flagged Ford drove down the road. He didn't dare to glance out of the car, he didn't dare to look at the young people in the group mixed with civilian clothes. For him, his conscience was weeping bitterly at the moment.

"I can only do so little, and I'm not even as brave as that woman!"

Rabe, who sat there, was churning with such thoughts in his heart, trying to suppress the sorrow in his heart. He could only pretend to hold his head solemnly, in order to leave a strong impression on the hair in the back seat.

Of course, the dignity of his disguise was not for the woman in the back seat, but for the Japanese officer in the yellow tweed military uniform in the back.

He has a face that looks full of kindness and makes people feel handsome because of his kindness, and he will not be more than 35 years old when he is young. He was a Japanese military doctor, supposedly to cooperate with the work of a humanitarian medical team sent to China by the American Church.

The reason why he was in the car was because of the woman who was sitting in the car, who didn't say a word at the moment but half-tilted her face, as if she was praying to God.

She's none other than Minnie. Ms. Weitling, that is, Yan Xue's dearest Miss Hua.

Her cold countenance made the seemingly bright sunlight even lose its color. Her face, pale from lack of sleep, bears a high, swollen handprint. It was clear that someone was slapping her hard and trying to make her lower her high head.

The stubborn tip of the stage stretched forward slightly, and her face was half tilted to the sky. She seemed to be begging for God's blessing, but she didn't beg for anything for herself. She just hoped that the police, who were still kind to her, would avoid the terrible scourge.

Of course, in order to prevent such a thing from happening, she was slapped heavily in the face. Even the slightly swollen lips showed that the weight of the slap had hurt her considerably.

But that doesn't stop her, and if she can't stop it alone, then she'll beg for more help. Even in her state at the moment, she was not thinking of God.

"The giant!"

Yes Minnie. Weitling thought of Jin Tao, the warrior who would continue to fight after hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops invaded their capital.

"I don't know if he's still alive, if he's alive or ......"

Thinking of this, her gaze turned slightly. Quietly observing the captive procession, she feared to see the warrior here. That would dash the last bit of hope in her heart.

"Will such an ancient nation perish like this? No, there must be more warriors like him in this nation, otherwise there is no way to explain the reason why this nation, which has gone through so many disasters, is still the largest nation in the world! ”

As the largest branch of the world's nations, it would be a kind of non-responsibility to say that this nation has lost its vitality. Although this nation has been repeatedly invaded and repeatedly hurt heavily, it still stands tenacious.

In Minnie. In Weitling's heart, it was because the nation had the kind of warrior who would never give in.

All the captives continued to squirm slowly under the coercion of the Japanese. Weitling's eyes searched. Although the person she was looking for never appeared in front of her, it only made her feel comforted.

But as the car moves, she soon sees her true goal.

"There, there, that's them!"

It was the 450 policemen sent by Nanjing Mayor Ma Chaojun to the Nanjing Security Zone, who were arrested by the Japanese from the Nanjing International Security Zone in the early hours of this morning. Minnie. The heavy red palm marks on Weitling's face came mainly from the hands of those Japanese soldiers.

Her voice embarrassed the Japanese medic on the side, his name was Matsui Teru. He was nominally a Japanese military medical officer working with the International Security Zone, but in fact he was a major in Japan's Department of Espionage. His task was to identify the Kuomintang rout and the work of anti-Japanese organizations in the international security zone.

For Minnie. Weitling's behavior he felt some anger and not really for Minnie. Weitling's experience was infuriating. It's that he doesn't understand, don't those savages in the military department understand that their actions will cause more resistance.

"Sometimes some small cooperation can break the other party's resistance from the spiritual level...... Those stupid fools ......! ”

I felt angry at what the Japanese soldiers did when they captured the policemen, and it was precisely because of the fact that this might have provoked more civilians to revolt that caused such a tragedy. In just a few days, the casualties of the Imperial Japanese Army that entered Nanjing had already exceeded 150 people.

Just last night, the prisoner camp at the Shimonoseki power plant was attacked. Not only were the remnants of the defending squadron of Japanese soldiers gone, but even their uniforms and weapons were completely gone. This can't help but make Matsui Hui wonder how many squadrons wearing Japanese military uniforms there are in Nanjing at this moment.

He remembers his response to Minnie. Before Weitling's call, the bodies were being examined at the Shimonoseki Power Plant. In addition to those who had been killed by bullets, those who had not been fatally wounded were killed by a murderous weapon.

According to his analysis, it should be a spike, similar to the kind of military thorn used by the Russians. But looking at the wound attempt, the military thorn should not be long. But it was sharp enough to penetrate any protection, even he knew that even a thin layer of steel would be penetrated.

The deceased was caused by a large amount of air mixed with his own blood, which formed an embolism in the blood vessels, causing the blood to stop flowing instantly. In particular, the person who killed them was definitely a professional killer-level person. Because those wounds are always in the lungs or the heart.

Those are attacks that make people unable to speak out and are bound to die.

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"What the hell is that bastard!"

When Matsui sighed, there was a lot of anger in his heart, and he saw something that disgusted him even more—landmines. It was the complex and bizarre landmines that made the entire battlefield near the entire Shimonoseki Power Plant strange and cruel.

Soldiers who were wounded in the legs and feet, and soldiers who were completely slaughtered in the medical post. It was more of the mine that exploded at the end, and the stench that seemed to be still on his military uniform in retrospect.

Although for a military man, war is not terrible. But the kind of mines he cursed as "shameless" brought new problems. It only took a few hours to be wounded, even though in the winter, the wounds of the soldiers began to swell and become inflamed.

According to the doctors, if the infection is not stopped in time, then all the soldiers will have their limbs amputated. Amputation was a more feared thing for soldiers than they were to die in battle. Often they would rather be beaten to death than become a wreck who can't do anything.

This is what Matsui Teru has been thinking about in this quiet car, and he has been cursing in his mind.

"What kind of bastard is that!"

Matsui Teru Shaozo didn't know that Minnie. Weitling had thought of the same person before he saw the cops as he was cursing. And this man is looking at their car from the binoculars at the moment, and is thanking Minnie like this. Ms. Weitling.

"Thank you for the most beautiful blue eyes in the whole world, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid few of them would have survived! It's a lucky thing that history has changed like this! ”

Jin Tao thought that Minnie. Ms. Weitling was here to stop the slaughter. This made him, who was waiting to "watch", feel a certain embarrassment.

"If I had a few hundred people, or a sniper team of 10 or so, I would be able to rescue more people. Pity...... Sometimes the armed forces can be so weak! ”

But this also gave Jin Tao more ideas, originally he only planned to try to hide and attack the Japanese army whenever possible. As for the massacre, he really couldn't stop it alone.

But what he saw at the moment made him think differently, and he felt that he needed more people. Rather than just picking a few people who are considered trustworthy and useful, as they did yesterday.

"Well, maybe documenting this incident may not be as important as saving people!"

Looking at the Ford car with the Nazi flag from afar through the binoculars, Jin Tao's heart thought a lot for a moment.

I'm afraid that at this moment, whether the Japanese or Minnie. Wei Tling did not expect that from this moment on, not only Nanjing, but even the history of the whole world has been detached from the trajectory of the past.

What it becomes, I think everyone will see later in this book.

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