I remember that in later generations, there was a widely circulated mystery in the defense of Nanjing, that is, the mysterious disappearance of a regiment of the Sichuan Army in Qinglong Mountain.

According to the memories of some old people in the Maqun and Baishuiqiao areas in the eastern suburbs of Nanjing, the heaviest losses were a certain division of the Sichuan Army that came from afar. They lacked food and clothing, hunger and cold, but they still wanted to fight and were not afraid of the enemy, however, most of their guns and ammunition were of inferior quality and could not be used. How could the flesh and blood of the officers and soldiers resist the crazy Yuekou, more than half of them were killed and wounded in the defense battle, and almost all the troops were wiped out. There was one regiment in the division, but because it was ordered to take up the task of guarding the enemy on the side of the Beijing-Hangzhou National Highway on the left flank of the main position, it did not directly participate in the battle. After the defeat in the war, the commander of the regiment, in order to preserve his vital strength, led more than 2,000 officers and men of the regiment to retreat southward and entered the Qinglong Mountain Mountains, which stretched for more than ten miles, but he disappeared without a trace, and could no longer be found.

There are also many underground karst caves in Qinglong Mountain, and many of them are very deep, leading directly to the belly of the mountain. Meng Xiang estimated that they may have also taken refuge in underground caverns, but due to lack of preparation, lack of food and clothing, and even lack of clean groundwater, or they got lost in the underground labyrinth, resulting in the destruction of the entire army.

There are several large and small karst caves there, and Meng Xiang has been there in later generations. If the officers and soldiers who rushed there did not break out of the encirclement in time, it would not be bad to temporarily settle down there with the help of the mountains. So at the beginning, in addition to setting up a large logistics supply point there, three contact personnel led by Ma Wu were also arranged to lurk near Qinglong Mountain, waiting to contact them.

But when he heard that there was really a Sichuan group, Meng Xiang's inner excitement cleared away the gloom of Lian Yu, and an impulse to reveal the fog of history made him immediately urge Ma Wu to contact them quickly.

It's a pity that Ma Wu and the others missed out on the Sichuan Army. The first time he made contact, he was driven back by the bullets of the vigilant guards. Ma Wu's military uniform was a little strange, this Meng Xiang forgot to explain, but the rigid clone didn't notice.

It wasn't until Ma Wu informed Meng Xiang with the radio he carried that Meng Xiang realized his mistake.

In the end, it was Ma Wu and the others who found a few [***] military uniforms from the neighborhood and then contacted them. But the alert Sichuan army had already gone into hiding and was not found.

Fortunately, there were dog warriors accompanying him, and with some clues, it took four or five days of hard work to finally find this team.

But when the team was found, there were only about 1,300 people left.

Hunger and injuries killed some people, but the biggest threat was drinking water, in the cave where they were hiding, when the groundwater was first taken, there was nothing unusual, but it was only three days later, and the people who took the groundwater had diarrhea and stomach aches, and many weak people died without medical treatment.

Fortunately, the head of the team, Wu Xinhua, was still a little vigilant and did not let everyone continue to drink, and some of them survived the four or five days by carrying water.

It's not just the issue of drinking water, but the lack of supplies has led to infighting among people with different opinions. When Ma Wu contacted them, it was when Wu Xinhua had just suppressed the civil strife, and there were only more than 900 people left in their team who could still hold guns.

When these people met with the rat and the others who had rested for a day, Huang Huamin knew that even if they kept retreating in embarrassment, it was not the worst. Looking at the Sichuan army barefoot, unclothed, and full of vegetables, everyone was a little sad. This kind of Sichuan army can only be the fate of cannon fodder, but they still insist.

Meng Xiang's curiosity brought the nearby supplies to handy. Although it was still in tatters, the Sichuan army, which had replenished food and water, was undoubtedly much more energetic.

"Or wait another day?" Huang Huamin looked at the Sichuan army, who was still a little tired, and couldn't help but hesitate.

"We can't wait any longer, at this time, the army is converging towards Nanjing City, and there are many loopholes at this time. I'm afraid that once Nanjing City is stable, it will be even more difficult to break through the periphery. Rat Yi said firmly.

"Ahem! No problem, we can still hold on! Wu Xinhua was thin and thin, and his cheeks were still a little flushed due to the violent coughing.

"Good! So let's talk about how we need to divide our troops! Rat Yi said again.

"Division?" Everyone was a little surprised, and now that nearly 10,000 people are gathered in one place, it is possible to play a greater role.

"Someone needs to go back to Nanjing to save people!" Huang Huamin had seen the plan of the vanguard army, this was just a foothold, and their purpose was to return to Nanjing. Hearing the radio contact today, Nanjing City is already a hell on earth.

There was silence. Everyone heard the news on the radio, and while they were lucky to have arrived, they were also saddened by the others.

"I'll go!" Kong Ci stood up first, and he was lucky to survive with the rat with his arm injury, but he also left more than 200 corpses of his comrades on Wulong Mountain that had not been completely buried.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!" Everyone began to ask for their lives.

In the end, after some discussion, Rat Yi and Hu Yi immediately continued to break through with more than 8,000 people, including the Sichuan army. Huang Huamin and Kong Ci led nearly 2,000 people to rest for another day or two, and then returned to Purple Mountain through the tunnels. The exit there was hidden, camouflaged, and contacted by radio, and the personnel left behind there reported that they had not found any traces of the Japanese army nearby.

"I'm afraid it's going to be another hard fight to save people!" After the rat and the others left, Kong Ci sighed.

Huang Huamin smiled and said, "Look at this plan, the vanguard army has already made arrangements. Now we just need to contact the battalion commander of the cow, no, it's the head of the cow! As he spoke, he handed him a thick book of plans that had been moistened by Fan Chong.

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"Uncle Liu ran away!" Mitsui Heyuan knelt down in front of Prince Asaka.

"Run, run! Keep killing! Didn't you do it in Manchuria as well? When the bones are piled up in Jinling City, even if they can't break their luck, they will make the people of China cold. Many of them will fall from the wind! A cold voice came from the ashram.

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Meng Xiang paced back and forth in the command center, and the information came one by one, piling up a lot on the desk next to him. He didn't read any of them, just let Rat Er read them in his cold tone. As soon as something tragic happened that frightened him, he immediately waved his hand to interrupt and did not mention it. But Rao is like this, and he has heard a rough picture of the tragic things.

"I spent a lot of money on the radio in Europe and the United States to repeatedly broadcast the atrocities of the little devils, is there no international reaction, and the little devils are not a little restrained?" Meng Xiang said angrily.

"The political axes of various countries are paying attention, and some organizations have spoken and condemned, but the political axes have been pushing and investigating!" Rat Er said flatly.

"Bullshit investigation! What is the use of surveys? Is there really no one to care? Stemming from the active interference of many human rights organizations in later generations, Meng Xiang always felt that Western civilized people always had to get in the way of face and take care of the massacre. In his previous life, the news was blocked, but he was prepared in advance, and he collected a lot of information early and spread it to Europe and the United States on the radio. But the facts tell him that condemnation never solves the problem.

"Ahh Yes! Ah......h

Meng Xiang, who calmed down a little, slowly sat down on the desk and said, "Expecting others to draw cakes, after all, it's better to rely on yourself!" ”

(Feng Shui is over, although this is only a description of a social landscape at the time, but I did write a little off-topic.) Be sure to pay attention in the future! Thank you for your understanding! Tomorrow will continue the three watches. ）