Once the opponent fired, he was not in a hurry to change positions, but quickly threw the grenade out of the gun, and then took advantage of the grenade explosion to shoot at the opponent with the flower mechanism. "Smack" Tang Cheng, who was standing sideways by the door, shot outwards first, and a stream of bloody arrows flew out from the body of the Japanese soldier lying on the ground, but unfortunately this was already a dead man, and Tang Cheng wasted a bullet in vain.

"There's still a job here, don't you know how to speak little Japanese, ask them what they do." Don't give Tang Cheng a chance to speak at all, after Liu Goat walked around the door, he carried Tang Cheng in front of a Japanese soldier, this kid was almost blown into blood by the shrapnel of the grenade, if you hurry up and ask, maybe you can ask something useful. Tang Cheng naturally would not listen to Liu Goat, the Japanese soldiers naturally came to kill the Chinese, and these still need to be asked, so Tang Cheng stood in place and watched the Japanese soldier twitch his body until he swallowed.

"You two come down, pack up your things and let's go." Liu Goat carried a Japanese soldier's backpack to clean the sundries, and hurriedly rummaged through the weapons and ammunition on the corpses of those Japanese soldiers, as long as everything that could be used was stuffed into the backpack by him. Of course, Liu Goat would not work alone, and shouted at the bar, and the bar Jiujin and the Sichuan army boy called down, and the three of them were like hard-working little bees, shuttling back and forth between the corpses of the Japanese soldiers at the door of the bar.

Tang Cheng didn't turn over the corpses, but just sat quietly on a stone with the shell gun in his hand, carefully guarding the surrounding movements. It is said that they are fighting in full swing here, whether it is the national army who is busy fleeing for their lives or the Japanese soldiers who are still rushing into the city, they have already heard it, but Tang Cheng has not even seen a single figure, which has to surprise him secretly.

After Liu Goat's trophies were counted, there was little to eat, and there was little ammunition on these Japanese soldiers, and only a dozen people turned out only 5 grenades, and the bullets were not enough for 500 rounds. After killing these Japanese soldiers, he must not stay here any longer, so Liu Goat plans to stay in a place close to Zhongshan Road until he can see the troops withdrawn from the 88th Division.

Following Liu Goat around and around a long way, Tang Cheng finally saw a national army wearing a German-style steel helmet appeared in sight, not far from a street corner, a group of nationalist soldiers with German-style big ears along the steel helmet with sandbags built a machine gun bunker in the middle of the street, and used a wooden frame to stir the barbed wire as a rejection horse, leaving only a passage for a single person to walk in the middle of the staggered rejection horses, two burly, neatly uniformed national soldiers face-to-face expressionlessly check the documents of each passerby, It doesn't matter if they're dressed as civilians or as soldiers like themselves.

"Uncle, uncle." The Sichuan army kid who had been dragged away by nine catties instantly regained his vitality, and ran forward over Liu Goat and Tang Cheng alive, and the Sichuan army who went to Rujiangmen with Liu Goat and them was actually here, just in the civilian pile on the side of the rejection, and the military uniforms on their bodies that could no longer see the color were too conspicuous. "Mountain baby, you are still alive." The veteran of the Sichuan Army didn't care about thanking Liu Goat, and rubbed the Sichuan Army kid first, and after making sure that there was no wound on his body, he could be regarded as breathing a sigh of relief.

The second company is a unit belonging to the 88th Division, although the current second company only has three people, Liu Goat, Tang Cheng and Jiujin, but Liu Goat is always tough, so when the two steel-helmeted national troops wanted to prevent them from passing through the rejection of the horse, Liu Goat ignored them, just took out his own documents and threw them to them. opened Liu Goat's certificate and glanced at it, the other party was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that this guy with a goatee was actually a captain officer of the 88th Division.

The steel-helmeted soldier stuffed the documents back to Liu Goat with an extremely quick movement, but he didn't even say a word of passage, his eyes swept straight to Tang Cheng and Jiujin behind Liu Goat, and said loudly, "The two of them are also from your 88th Division?" Although Tang Cheng, who had two shell guns straddled on his body, looked a little weird, looking at Tang Cheng at first glance, he was a master who had fought and killed people, and the nine catties behind Tang Cheng looked a little panicked, and that face didn't look like he had fought a war, but like a farmer.

"Nonsense, it's not my people, it's yours?" The hard-hearted Liu Goat walked forward unhurriedly along the gap between the barbed wire racks, Tang Cheng and Jiujin followed closely behind him, and the two steel helmets didn't want to do much so they didn't ask Tang Cheng and Jiujin. Liu Shanyang didn't want to enter the street behind Juma, but he saw that there were many guys with German-style steel helmets behind Juma, so he wanted to ask if there were people from the 88th Division in these steel helmets or people who knew the news of the 88th Division.

Tang Cheng, who followed Liu Goat's hand, never let go of the hand holding the flower machine, and since he encountered the Japanese soldiers pretending to be the national army, Tang Cheng no longer easily trusted people he didn't know, including those who were wearing national army uniforms. There were machine guns on the sandbag bunkers on both sides of the street, and although the machine gunners were lying behind the sandbags, most of them were chatting quietly, but some of them glanced at this side from time to time, obviously they were still wary of Liu Goat, who was disgraced and in no better condition than beggars, and the several national soldiers on duty on the side were also in roughly the same state.

Perhaps because of the fierce face, Liu Goat did not encounter any inquiries except for showing his documents when he passed through the rejection of the horse. After crossing the rejection of the horse, Liu Goat and the steel helmets who were covered in sweat and smelled of sweat talked in a whisper, but after talking to more than a dozen people in a row, Liu Goat still did not get the answer he wanted. Tang Cheng, who was physically and mentally exhausted, ignored Liu Goat's grunting on the side, and just moved aimlessly forward along the street, carrying the nine catties of his backpack and didn't know who he should follow, and stood a little blankly scratching his head.

Tang Cheng looked left and right as he walked, the houses here had obviously been requisitioned by these national troops and temporarily converted into battle bunkers, although these houses still maintained their original appearance, but the national soldiers who entered and exited these houses from time to time made this place full of tension of the coming big war. Although there were machine gun bunkers made of barbed wire and sandbags on the other side of the street, the soldiers on duty did not have the tension and depression here, they carried rifles or broadswords, some were chatting with their companions, and some were lying on their knees writing something.

"Is there any smoke?" Tang Cheng looked in the direction of the sound, and a guy who seemed to be rolling in the mud got up from the steps in front of the room, the white gauze tied to the middle of his right leg was in stark contrast to his dirty military uniform, and it also showed that he was a wounded soldier. Tang Cheng didn't answer, but silently took out the crumpled cigarette from his jacket pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to the tall wounded soldier who had walked in front of him.

On the battlefield, cigarettes are in demand like ammunition, and almost all of the soldiers in Tang Cheng smoke, and Tang Cheng is not very addicted to smoking, so he doesn't care much about cigarettes. The thin and tall man took the cigarette handed by Tang Cheng and not only did not smoke it, but reached out and took the entire pack of cigarettes in Tang Cheng's hand, "Thank you" Facing the thin and tall wounded soldier with a hippie smile, Tang Cheng was a little dumbfounded, this pack of cigarettes was still nine catties found in the bar, and he only smoked one.

"Brothers, those who see it have a share, thank you for this little brother." Seeing that Tang Cheng was just expressionless but didn't mean to take back the cigarettes, the thin and tall wounded soldier turned around and entered the room behind him with a smile, and Tang Cheng subconsciously followed. The area of the room was not as large as Tang Cheng believed, but there were a dozen or so wounded Nationalist soldiers sitting or lying down, some with gauze wrapped around their heads, some with bandages hanging from their arms, and two with leg wounds like thin and tall men, but there were no military doctors and paramedics here.

After glancing around, Tang Cheng, who was a little confused, turned to leave, and the wounded soldiers who were gulping cigarettes didn't pay attention, but the thin and tall wounded soldier kept staring at the back of Tang Cheng leaving. This is obviously not a safe haven, there are many houses in the street that have been damaged and collapsed to varying degrees, it is estimated that they have not been spared the bombs dropped by Japanese fighters, Tang Cheng found that there are many soldiers of the national army gathered here, judging from the color of their military uniforms and weapons and equipment, these national soldiers obviously do not belong to the same army.

Although they were tired, embarrassed, and covered with a lot of stains and blood, and some of the soldiers had some tears in their uniforms, they were still trying to maintain their appearance except for rolling up their cuffs and unbuttoning their necks. The few civilians in the streets sat at the door of their houses or on the side of the street looking at the busy soldiers, their eyes were all full of confusion and helplessness, and Tang Cheng knew that what awaited them would be a fateful choice: either they would die directly in the flames of war, or they would continue to accept the arrangement of life and death in a new place.

"You're from that unit? Are you the only one? "This is another national soldier who talks to Tang Cheng after the thin and tall wounded soldier, but this person is an officer, although Tang Cheng doesn't know what rank the mark on his collar represents, but Tang Cheng knows that this person should be an officer.

"Oh, I'm from the 88th Division, and there are two of my companions over there, my company commander and a companion." Tang Cheng only knew that the Second Company of Lu Dao belonged to the 88th Division, but he did not know the specific number of the Second Company of Lu Dao, so his answer was very general. Fortunately, the goatee on Liu Goat's chin was quite eye-catching, and the officer who interrogated Tang Cheng only glanced at it from a distance, and had already determined Liu Goat's location, and motioned Tang Cheng to follow him and then walked towards Liu Goat.