At this time, Meng Xiang didn't know that the words he used to prevaricate Zhao Shuxing, a cultural person, actually fooled Huang Huamin again. He had forgotten most of what he said at the time, who would think about the particularly vulgar things in later novels every day? But he slowly remembered a lot of things about Nanjing.

Human memories are so strange. Regarding the historical memory that made the people feel ashamed, in later generations, Meng Xiang chose to omit the surname. But at this time, as the tragedy was about to unfold, the records related to that period of history in his mind became clearer and clearer. When he once went to play with his classmates in Nanjing, some rumors he heard gradually came to mind.

"12 days!" If history does not deviate, the 12th will be the beginning of the disaster.

"All the arrangements are starting to start, hurry up and speed up the evacuation of refugees!" Meng Xiang ordered.

"Tang Shengzhi has sealed the river, and no one is allowed to pass!" Zhao Shuxing over there was a little crying.

Old Tang had already begun to close the river, but the war situation was not urgent a few days ago, and under the pretext of evacuating refugees, he used silver dollars to open the way, and it could also be passed. But since last night, all boats on the river have been closed to traffic. Some of the smugglers were forced back by the machine guns on the other side. Old Tang's retreat plan was to let the troops break through from the front. Naturally, the river is strictly guarded.

"Really?" Meng Xiang asked unrelentingly.

"Tried everything! Mr. Fan also went to look for Commander Tang, but he didn't find anyone! "Since yesterday, more than 20,000 people have been newly gathered. All kinds of problems of such a large number of people are a headache all the time.

"Even if this side passes, the south side is blocked! I can't communicate. Zhao Shuxing said anxiously, which made Meng Xiang suddenly remember, and went to contact Hu Zongnan's Ma Sigang to provide the news, Hu Zongnan was not on the other side, he went out to do something.

"Order Ma Si to take the radio station and do everything in his power to find Hu Zongnan and contact the headquarters at any time." Meng Xiang said urgently, will history repeat itself?

"The population will be transferred to Jiangxinzhou first!" This is a helpless move, but all around are surrounded by the army, only the Yangtze River line, has not been locked. It's okay to sail against the current, but it takes too much time to go back and forth, and it's too late. I can only transfer the relatively safe Jiangxinzhou first, and wait until the opposite side is dredged, and then transport it over.

"The little devil is busy occupying Nanjing, Jiang Xinzhou should be safer, right?" What Meng Xiang didn't know was that part of the Guoqi detachment was heading towards Jiangxinzhou, and fortunately, a regiment of the 112th Division of the Teaching Corps was also here, ready to block the landing of a devil.

"Urgent!" Rat Er handed Meng Xiang an urgent telegram. Since the upgrade of the radar, cheap radios made at the base have been arranged up to the company. The contact is convenient, and there will be more information to the base command center. To this end, Meng Xiang first set up a secretariat, which was led by Rat Er.

"Zhonghua Gate is in danger again!" After the fall of Yuhuatai, he occupied the advantage of the high ground, and more and more heavy artillery was arranged, and the Zhonghua Gate was frequently bombarded, and the Zhonghua Gate, which was mainly bombarded, was under great pressure.

Meng Xiang remembered that Zhonghua Gate was one of the first to be breached, and the third battalion was very risky there. However, according to Meng Xiang's memory, it was rumored in later generations that there was a secret passage leading to the outside of the city, and two or three people could enter at the same time, which could lead directly to the Purple Mountain, and from the Purple Mountain to the southeast.

After the fall of Nanjing, thousands of soldiers poured in there, but in the end they did not have time to escape, and most of them were poisoned by the poisonous gas of the army.

Meng Xiang was very interested in this. If the arrangement is reasonable, and someone is reasonably commanding, there is no problem in escaping thousands of people there. Maybe there will be a field battle in Nanjing. The dogs brought by the third battalion successfully found this secret passage under the Zhonghua Gate. It may not be a secret passage anymore, and there are already people nearby who have been ordered to guard it. There are only a few people, and it seems that there are not many people who know about the secret passage.

"Order the third battalion to be nailed near the secret passage of the Zhonghua Gate, and must not retreat! By the way, be prepared for anti-virus! "When the first line of the Yangtze River is also blocked, this secret passage may also become a life-saving retreat for the third battalion.

At this time, not only the Zhonghua Gate was fighting fiercely, but all the other gates were shrouded in the sound of gunfire.

In front of Guanghua Gate, dozens of senior officers of the Ninth Division were looking at it from a distance.

"I won't say anything more, this is the place of shame for our empire! A place of shame for our ninth Honorary Division! The rest is up to you! Yoshizumi Ryosuke stared at his subordinates fiercely, but finally said lightly. Nobuyoki Ide, Kazuo Kazuo, Fuji Izui Suekichi, Jiro Kshisaka, Hitomi Shuzo, etc., have all suffered setbacks in the attack under the Kohwa Gate. At this time, they all lowered their heads, and finally transferred the resentment in their hearts to the later massacre.

At this time, among the many flags on the head of Guanghuamen City, there is still a red flag fluttering in the wind.

"Report, refugees are starting to besiege the city gates!"

"Set up a gun, disperse!" Song Xilian said, and finally said, "Distinguish the people, let the people go, and the deserters will be driven back!" ”

There were many people passing through the Rujiang Gate, and rumors that there were boats at the Xiaguan Wharf were spreading more and more among the people, and those who fled all walked from this side, and as a result, they were crowded together. Fortunately, the people arranged by Zhao Shuxing went to the west, otherwise they would have been blocked.

"Moe Country! Moe country! He suddenly heard someone shouting his name, and when he walked over to take a look, it was Sun Yuanliang, the commander of the 88th Division, who was trying to pass through with the troops directly under the division and some officers and soldiers of the 262nd Brigade. But he was stopped by the soldiers guarding the gate.

"Moe country, it's good that you're here. I'm just going to be outside the city, and I have important military affairs to handle, look at this ......," Sun Yuanliangdui said with a smile.

Song Xilian laughed shamefully in his heart, this escaped general had an excuse. The previous two escapes made his name as a flying general well-known. This time, he was thinking about moving in early.

He had just received the news that the 88th Division was still fighting at Zhonghua Gate, and part of the 262nd Brigade was also defending the city, but the commander of the 88th Division and some senior officers had come here.

"Brother is responsible for supervising the war and guarding the pass, and he will not be allowed to go without the commander's warrant, and I hope that Master Sun Haihan!" Song Xilian suddenly put the division commander on his lips, and quietly gestured behind his back.

The adjutant next to him had already seen it, and shouted to a lieutenant platoon commander who was pushing with the soldiers guarding the gate not far away: "Those who do not obey military orders will be killed!" ”

With a wave of his hand, the muzzles of the black holes of more than a dozen guns were already pointed at the lieutenant platoon commander, and the man's face turned pale with fright, and he stood there motionless and did not dare to move. The muzzles of several machine guns of the supervising team next to them were also decisively aimed at this side, and the firepower coverage intentionally or unintentionally circled Sun Yuanliang and them.

"I, I do have a military emergency, so I'll ask Commander Tang for a warrant." Sweat broke out on Sun Yuanliang's white forehead, this Song Xilian can do what he says.

With that, he turned around and walked away.

Under the threat of the machine gun, the people behind him also obediently left together.

At this time, the officers and soldiers of the 88th Division, part of the battle to the death at the head of Zhonghua Gate City, were also in crisis.