"Don't worry! I still said the same thing, the bullets and shells that can be killed have not been created yet!"

At this time, Chen Lang faced the confident Lin Aofeng, looked for a while, pointed at the position of his heart, and said, "Crazy, I remember everything you said just now. If you are untrustworthy, even if you search for the whole of China, I will find your body and crush your bones and ashes!"

Lin Aofeng shivered, his neck shrank, and he joked: "I'm so scared?! It turns out that you still have this side! But don't worry, I won't give you such a chance."

Just when the National People's Government evacuated Nanjing City and the people around Nanjing, the Japanese intelligence agencies sent the news to Matsui Ishien via telegram.

"Commander, the Chinese are so cunning. They are actually preparing to turn Nanjing into an empty city to fight us." Major General Tsukada Tora, chief of staff of the Central Chinese Front Army of Japan, said with anger.

"Empty City?" Matsui Ishigen smiled bitterly, "Zhunda-kun, Nanjing is no better than other Chinese cities. It is the capital of China. Whether it is an empty city or a dragon pond or a tiger's den, we must do our best to take him down as soon as possible."

Tsukada Ota looked at Matsui Ishien with a puzzled look and asked, "Commander, the empty city has no meaning to us. Is it a waste of the life of our imperial soldiers for an empty city?!"

Matsui Ishione replied: "Tsukada, many things are not transferred by our will. What's more, the Chinese commander who guards Nanjing is the number one enemy of our great Japanese Empire, Lin Aofeng!"...

Time always passes quickly in the busyness. In a blink of an eye, a month has passed. After this month of busyness, half of the people in Nanjing reluctantly left their hometown where they had lived for many years.

"Crazy, this is a telegram sent from Wuhan. The commission is preparing to issue a retreat order on January 2." Chen Lang sent the telegram he had just received to Lin Aofeng.

Lin Aofeng quickly browsed the content of the telegram and said, "I have been busy for a month and I have only left half of the people. When the moon reaches the back, the slower the people walk. I am worried that the troops retreating to the national defense line will not be able to stop the Japanese attack. If this happens, it will be troublesome."

Chen Lang pondered: "Crazy, will the Japanese really cause another Lushun tragedy in Nanjing?!"

Lin Aofeng said lightly: "The Japanese are crazy. Is there anything they can't do?!" After taking a deep breath, Lin Aofeng seemed to have figured it out and smiled bitterly: "No matter what, I will close all the city gates on the day when the national defense line was broken by the Japanese army. I will send each of them a grenade that uses self-killing to each of them."

At the same time, in a German cafe that is still open in Nanjing, a man and two women are sitting face to face. If Lin Aofeng was here, he would definitely know these three people and would send people to send them away from Nanjing without hesitation. Unfortunately, Lin Aofeng was not here, otherwise there would be no series of troubles in the future.

"Yuyan, Yifeng, I have already considered it. I plan to stay in Nanjing as a battlefield reporter." Chen Shaojun looked at Hu Yuyan and Gao Yifeng in front of him with anticipation and said excitedly.

Gao Yifeng frowned and said, "Shaojun, is your decision a bit too reckless?! Once the government gives up Shanghai, Nanjing will be the next target of the Japanese. If..."

"If you are worried about danger, leave yourself! I decided to be with Shaojun!" Hu Yuyan said with a cold face.

In front of the women he had crushed, most men would show the expression of a cooked duck mouth, and make a few words of excuses to win back their faces. Gao Yifeng, who was poked into the fatal hole by Hu Yuyan, hurriedly defended: "I don't mean that! Since you all decided to stay, I will stay with you, but we cannot show up before our Japanese army arrives in Nanjing. If Nanjing City Defense Commander Lin Aofeng knew that we stayed, he would definitely drive us out of Nanjing."

"Damn Lin Aofeng!" Chen Shaojun pouted and said, "This bastard, I get angry when I mention him. In Shanghai, he didn't give me face and even let his subordinates knock me out."

Gao Yifeng put on his glasses and said, "I heard that he fought miserably in Luodian. When the reinforcements arrived, he and two seriously injured soldiers were left on the position, and all the others were killed. Fortunately, he made people knock you out, otherwise, you might have already..."

"Bao, babe, you crow's mouth! You want to curse me to die, right?" Chen Shaojun roared angrily.

"I don't mean that!" Gao Yifeng was about to defend himself, but Hu Yuyan interrupted: "Okay! Don't make trouble for you two! Yifeng is right. If we want to stay and be a war correspondent, we must wait until the Japanese come and then come out. Then Lin Aofeng will not be able to drive us away."

Lin Aofeng, who was standing on the city tower, shivered unconsciously and muttered to himself: "Who is thinking about me at this time?!"

Shen Lang smiled and said, "It's probably Keqing and his children miss you in the United States!"

Lin Aofeng shook his head and replied, "It's not that they are mother and son. I have a very strong feeling now. What I am thinking about is my opponent or my enemy."

On January 2, 1938, although the Japanese army continued to transport troops from sea to Shanghai, and the consumption of the Chinese team in Shanghai increased, there was no need to continue to stick to Shanghai, so Chiang Kai-shek issued an order to give up Shanghai. With the order issued, 700,000 Shanghai defenders alternately covered and evacuated Shanghai in an orderly manner.

At dusk on January 8, when the last Chinese team evacuated Shanghai. Shanghai Mayor Yu Hongjun issued a letter to the citizens, proclaiming the fall of Shanghai, the largest metropolis in the Far East.

"Bang" "Bang"... Matsui Ishigen walked into the Central China Liaison Office of Xingyayuan in the attitude of a victorious person, and the reporters who had been waiting there immediately rushed up, and the spotlights rang one after another. Three or four minutes later, the reporters of the New York Times in the United States asked first: "General Matsui Ishigen, what is your next target after occupying Shanghai?!"

Matsui Ishigen frowned immediately when he heard this question. The commander of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army standing on the left side of Matsui Ishigen, who was also a Japanese royal lieutenant general, spoke to King Miyaki Hirohiko: "Of course, the next target of our great Japanese Empire is Nanjing, the capital of China!"

Reuters reporter then asked: "I heard that the Chinese government is evacuating the people in Nanjing. I wonder what you think about this?"

He glanced at Matsui Ishigen from the corner of his eyes and said, "It is a cowardly manifestation of the Chinese people evacuating the people in the city. And even if the Chinese people evacuate the people in Nanjing, they are no match for our Great Japanese Imperial Army."

The reporter of Time magazine was at this time unable to stand the appearance of a villain who was successful towards King Gong Jiuyan, and said, "The Zhong** team is not your opponent, so how can you explain your defeat in Baoshan and Luodian? Moreover, the Zhong** team also seized the division flag of your Third Division."

"Ba Geyalu!" glared at King Gong Jiuyan, "Times" reporter and said: "We will soon give the Chinese army the punishment we deserve."...

On January 15, on the thirteenth day after the fall of Shanghai, the Japanese army following the retreating Chinese team, taking advantage of the fact that the Chinese team retreated to the national defense line had not yet gained a foothold and suddenly launched an attack. In just five days, the Japanese army broke through three Chinese teams' defense lines in a row.

"Crazy, I just received the news that the Japanese's vanguard had arrived in Lishui and was not far from Nanjing!" Chen Lang said anxiously.

Lin Aofeng lit a cigarette, took two sips, and asked, "How is the evacuation of the people in the city?"

Chen Lang replied: "Except for the elderly who are unwilling to leave, everyone else has been sent away. In addition, I will help you dig a thousand veterans from major hospitals. Now they are all at the Tangshan base."

Lin Aofeng put out the cigarette butts and said, "Order the soldiers from Tangshan base to enter the city immediately." Then Lin Aofeng rolled up his sleeves and looked at the time and said, "It's ten o'clock now. At about twelve o'clock, a comprehensive investigation of Nanjing City will be carried out. All the people who are fifty years old will be forced to send all the boats at the Shangxiaguan Pier, and all the elderly over fifty years old will be sent to the international security zone. Changde, it's getting late, and after you give the order, it's time to leave."

"Crazy, we don't know when we will meet again when we leave! Take care of yourself!" Chen Lang handed over the location map marked with the secret warehouse of weapons and ammunition to Lin Aofeng, and left with two guards.

"Host, Liu Changsheng (Cao Yong) reported to you!" At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Aofeng, who was lying on the map, heard the screams coming from behind, was stunned for a moment, threw down the pencil in his hand, turned around and saw Liu Changsheng and Cao Yong suddenly appear, and asked in surprise: "You two are not dead?!"

Cao Yong and Liu Changsheng looked at each other, and Cao Yong said with a smile: "Host, we two walked around the gates of hell. The King of Hell thought we were ugly and did not want to recruit us as son-in-laws, so he put us back."

"Okay! Just come back!" Before Lin Aofeng could finish his speech, the guard came over and said, "Commander, Ye Zhao, the commander of the 66th Army, is here."

"Please!" Lin Aofeng immediately followed the guard out of the war room. Ye Zhao saw Lin Aofeng and said with a smile: "Everyone said that you, Lin Aofeng, are a rare general. In the Battle of Shanghai, we did not fight against the enemy side by side. I always felt regretful, and I didn't expect this regret to be resolved so quickly."

"Captain Ye is too rewarded!" Lin Aofeng scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Lin knows how much he has. This battle in Nanjing will rely more on Commander Ye!"
Chapter completed!