In the chaos, Tang Cheng, who was already dizzy, was crowded by the crowd and rushed into a street entrance, and before he struggled to escape from the street, he only felt that someone reached out and grabbed his pistol belt, and under the vigorous drag, Tang Cheng had to continue to move with the crowd until he was getting farther and farther away from Rujiang Gate. "I said you don't pull it, if you drag it again, this gun belt will break." finally avoided the alley on the side of the street, and Tang Cheng, who was sweating profusely, realized that it was the little guy in the Sichuan army who dragged him all the way.

The little guy didn't pay attention to Tang Cheng's scolding at all, but just grabbed the gun belt on Tang Cheng's body, the shell gun that Tang Cheng gave him had long since disappeared, but the kitchen knife was reluctant to throw it away, obviously carrying it all the way. "You let go of me first, let go." Not far from the two of them, sporadic gunshots suddenly sounded, and Tang Cheng, whose face had changed greatly, lost his interest in speaking kindly, and directly shook his body to break free from the little guy's drag. Turning around and making a fierce look, Tang Cheng held the flower trap in his hand and looked out against the wall.

The gunshots were still ringing intermittently, but Tang Cheng couldn't find the location of the gun, he had the heart to go back to Rujiangmen to find Liu Goat and meet them, but Tang Cheng had never been to Nanjing, just now he was rushed by the crowd, Tang Cheng has now lost his direction, and then let him return to Rujiangmen, unless someone is pointing the way. Then he had to go over and take a step, and the flustered Tang Cheng planned to find a place to inquire about the route and direction of going to Rujiangmen, and maybe he could find a way to leave Nanjing.

"Hey, if you want to live, follow me, just don't make a noise, there are little devils in many places in the city." Tang Cheng cautiously left the alley, first stood against the wall and squinted his eyes left and right, then rushed across the street and walked sideways up the stairs, walked up four blocks, and gently opened a door that was dragging open. The rumbling cannons and the sometimes sporadic and sometimes coherent gunfire made the Nanjing city of this matter a little more solemn, but Tang Cheng didn't care about this, he wanted to live now.

The door opened by Tang Cheng was supposed to be the front door of a shop, but unfortunately it had been shelled by the Japanese army outside the city, and the whole store was actually only left with three walls, and the back door and back wall of the store had disappeared. Tang Cheng, who was standing sideways outside the door, looked across through the crack in the door, and not far in front of him was a winter road, and by the light from the explosion of the cannonballs, he saw that the road was scattered with broken stones, cement and wood blocks on a large mountain, and the parts of an ordinary building were placed here in a relatively primitive state.

"Da da da......" This was supposed to be the sound of a Czech light machine gun firing normally, it sounded like it was coming from the street around the corner, but Tang Cheng didn't see the dark red point of light flying in his sight. Hearing the sound of Xi Xi Suo from behind him, Tang Cheng didn't need to look back to know that it was the Sichuan army kid who followed, it seems that his words just now still worked, at least this Sichuan army kid shouldn't make a noise casually.

Tang Cheng stretched out his hand to open the door enough to pass through, the smell of gunpowder wafted in the air, and Tang Cheng and the Nachuan army boy were trying their best to choke people with discomfort in their mouths and noses. Tang Cheng, who had already entered the store, stood against the collapsed back wall, poking his head out and looking cautiously left and right, there was not even a single figure in the street outside, but Tang Cheng did hear the sound of gunfire not far away.

Glancing in the direction of the gunshots, he saw a large stream of thin white smoke drifting in front of the building in front of him. didn't have time to think about it, Tang Cheng had already pulled the bolt and loaded the flower machine in his hand. Shouting softly, follow me, Tang Cheng, who kept a posture of bending down and looking straight ahead, quickly rushed out of the collapsed shop, and directly crossed the back wall into the ruined street, lying behind the rubble.

Not far from the two of them is a sturdy-looking building, but unfortunately after the large-scale bombardment of the Japanese army, none of the glass on the huge arched floor-to-ceiling windows on its thick exterior wall has survived, and even the interior furnishings are estimated to have been destroyed by the fire, because the outer frames of all the windows are full of black debris, and even the round arches at the entrance of the building are like black charcoal.

Waiting for the Sichuan army boy to follow, Tang Cheng just got up and continued to walk in the direction of the gunshot, when he suddenly heard a loud sound from the corner in front of him, and the light in his sight also flashed frequently with these not harsh sounds, Tang Cheng immediately slowed down and hid his body in the darkness of the street. Collecting his slightly distracted thoughts, Tang Cheng turned his head to look back, and the Sichuan army kid was like a black cat, following him lightly.

The deafening roar was accompanied by a blazing flash of light coming from the front, Tang Cheng subconsciously squatted down on his knees, raised his gun to probe, and saw that thick gunsmoke poured out from a curved porch in front of him. Don't allow Tang Cheng and the two of them to think too much, and then there was a gunfire like fried beans from the porch, and then a chaotic shout was heard, although Tang Cheng didn't hear it very clearly, but it was definitely not Japanese.

Worst! Tang Cheng's eyes widened in the dark, and the Sichuan army kid who was supposed to be following behind him suddenly rushed towards the porch, so fast that Tang Cheng didn't even have time to react. There were only a few seconds left for Tang Cheng to react, and in the less than a few seconds before and after, Tang Cheng even thought about turning around and running away. Don't look at the three guns he was carrying, but he was only one person, and Tang Cheng could identify at least five people from the shouting in the porch just now.

Just when Tang Cheng hesitated, the sound of the porch changed, Tang Cheng did not hear the gunshots but heard the cry of the Sichuan army boy with a crying voice, followed by the sound of the stairs ascending, and it sounded like someone on the second floor of the house was hurrying down the wooden stairs. In the flash of light, a thought flashed through Tang Cheng's mind, and he rushed to the porch at great speed, and as recorded in Xie Bo's notes, he immediately ducked and squatted by the door to pick up the flower trap after breaking into the foyer.

After entering the foyer, Tang Cheng saw the situation inside clearly, the self-asserted Sichuan army kid was lying on a corpse under the stairs crying, there were still several corpses dressed as Sichuan soldiers lying in the hall, and at the same time, a pair of cloth fast boots had been revealed on the wooden staircase leading to the second floor. The speed at which the owner of the fast boots went downstairs was not slow, Tang Cheng entered the hall and leveled the muzzle of the gun, and the owner of the fast boots had already gone down to the position where Tang Cheng could be seen immediately.

"Dada" The flower mechanism in Tang Cheng's hand spewed out a spear flame, and there was a sound of bones, and the owner of the fast boots rolled down the wooden stairs with a shell gun, and the bullet holes on his chest were still spitting bloody arrows. Tang Cheng wasn't sure he was going to shoot when he shot him, but he didn't think that a guy dressed in a short fight would be a good person, especially since this guy was still carrying a shell gun in his hand. Liu Goat taught her to strike first, and now it is wartime, and all the guys who are not wearing the uniform of the national army and holding weapons in their hands are a hidden danger to Tang Cheng.

The sound of the gunshot is an order, and as soon as the order was given, Tang Cheng, who was squatting by the door, suddenly jumped up and rushed forward like an arrow off the string, dragging the railing at the bottom of the stairs with his left hand, and his body took advantage of the situation to turn up the stairs, stepping on the broken and shaking stairs and running up. In close-range combat, the Flower Machine was obviously the most suitable, so when Tang Cheng went upstairs, he did not use his own shell gun as usual, but held the Flower Machine Submachine Gun, he believed that the rate of fire of the Flower Machine could make up for his super bad marksmanship.

Halfway up the stairs, the sound of rifles and shell guns could be heard from the top of the second floor, as if several strings of firecrackers were being set off at the same time. "Pap" "Pap" "Pap" The wooden floor slab close to the staircase was chiseled out of a hole by a bullet from top to bottom, Tang Cheng on the stairs knew that a direct hard attack might injure him or even kill him, but now in this situation, he could only grit his teeth and rush up, otherwise the Sichuan army kid who was crying downstairs would be the first to die, and he might be the second.

Tang Cheng on the stairs did not hesitate to pull out a grenade from his belt and threw it up to the 2nd floor with the skill and agility expected of a veteran. A huge explosion echoed back and forth on the second floor, and a strong air stream carried smoke and dust from the staircase. The cunning Tang Cheng did not go upstairs directly, but first stretched out the flower machine after the grenade exploded, and put the muzzle of the gun against the floor and hit it first, Tang Cheng, who had no intention of changing the magazine, directly let go of the flower machine and threw away his two shell guns after the flower machine empty gun hangs up.

"Pap" "Pap" "Pap" Tang Cheng, who rushed up to the second floor, used the two shell guns in his hand to hit all movable and suspicious objects, knowing that the two shell guns in his hands were all out of bullets, Tang Cheng stopped and immediately squatted behind a wooden table that had been turned over. After the suffocating smoke subsided slightly, Tang Cheng looked around the messy second floor, and the second floor finally appeared in Tang Cheng's sight, with several corpses lying on the ground, and a strange sound of electricity sounded in the silence.

Tang Cheng, who had replaced the magazine, slowly walked out of the wooden table where he was hiding with two guns, the entire second floor was pitch black, but there were dots of red and green light in the dark, and Tang Cheng got closer to find that it was a set of radio transmitter equipment. When he followed Liu Goat to the munitions depot of the Second Regiment to receive ammunition, Tang Cheng had seen this kind of thing in the warehouse, and Liu Goat told him that it was called a radio station, and it was a tool that could communicate with hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away.

"Da da" Tang Cheng splashed the sparks hit by the radio station in a row, and then searched out a few magazines from the two corpses holding the shell guns in their hands, and rushed downstairs in a bit of a panic. "Let's go, let's go." didn't explain anything, Tang Cheng reached out and grabbed the Spring Festival boy's collar, and pulled out of this restaurant, the radio on the second floor explained that this should be the assembly point of a Japanese infiltration force, although Tang Cheng killed the few unknown guys on the second floor, but Tang Cheng was afraid that their accomplices would come back here, and he didn't want to die now.