Whether I should go to Nanjing or not is a question I have been wrestling with since I left the Songhu battlefield. As a Chinese, the history of the Nanjing Massacre is deeply buried in my heart. There is a voice in my heart that keeps saying

I am urged to do something, but what can I do? I have no military power and no connections to the top leadership of the Kuomintang. Moreover, I admit that I am afraid of death. I am even more afraid that death will be worthless and that participating in the defense of Nanjing will be in vain.

To be honest, I can't make the sacrifice. I know I can't be a hero because I'm afraid of death!

I secretly repeated the historical process of the Nanjing Massacre in my mind. On December 9, the Japanese army distributed the "Surrender Advice" over Nanjing. At 1 o'clock in the afternoon on December 10, because the Japanese army failed to persuade them to surrender, they launched a general attack on the city of Nanjing.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon on December 13, the Japanese army captured Pukou along the north bank of the Yangtze River, and Nanjing fell into the enemy's hands.

After all, it is only mid-November, which means there is still nearly a month before the fall of Nanjing. There is a voice deep in my heart constantly urging me to do something, even though I am afraid of the fall of Nanjing.

Death, but the moral bottom line, national justice and other things cannot be overcome, something must be done, something must be done, must~~~~~~~~~~

"Brother Gui, what I just heard from Little Japan seems to say that if they capture Nanjing, they will slaughter the city for seven days!" I made up a panic, because I really didn't know how to explain my prophetic view of history to the old ghost.

"Ah? No way, it seems there was no massacre when Northeast China fell!" Zhu Zhu questioned my question before the old ghost did.

"That's different. Think about it. The Japanese army in the fall of Northeast China did not encounter such resolute resistance. It is estimated that many people died in this battle, so they massacred the city. They wanted to enslave our thoughts in the fall of Northeast China.

, completely turning us into their slaves!" I answered Zhuzi's question from a clear perspective of modern people.

"Can you understand Japanese?" the old ghost asked, staring into my eyes.

"A little bit!"

"Then tell me a few words!"

"Hai, Baga, die, die!" I made a few nonsense words that everyone knows, hoping to deceive the old ghost.

"Say a few long sentences. Zhuzhu can speak these sentences faster than you." It seems that the old ghost is still not easy to deceive.

"Long? Well~~~~ Haha, no problem, do you listen?" At this time, these "Japanese words" actually appeared in my mind. Thanks to the cross talk actors for their hard work, I quickly

He quickly said a line he had heard in cross talk: "Where to dig potatoes, dig in the potato mountains, dig a sack." He spoke very fluently.

Brother Gui looked at me suspiciously for a long time, and finally believed me. He changed his expression and said, "What do you think? Don't have any unrealistic ideas, we won't die!"

"Of course, of course, we just need to inform the people of Nanjing about the news, and leave the rest to fate?"

"How to inform that there are hundreds of thousands of people in Nanjing city?"

"Find the student union or other non-governmental organizations, tell them the news, and then we will withdraw. What do you think?" I looked at the three of them, and the three of them also exchanged glances with each other and said: "

good!"

It was around two o'clock in the afternoon when we sneaked into Nanjing City. Mouse said that this is the time when people are most sleepy. We didn't encounter too much trouble when we entered the city gate. We mixed in with a group of merchants and got into Nanjing City.

None of us had any weapons with us. Although we had not been soldiers for long, we felt uncomfortable as soon as the swords and guns were out of our hands. I think I have fallen in love with them.

"You go to the student union, we are going to have fun." Zhuzi patted me on the shoulder, his face full of lust, and looking at his disgusting expression, he knew where he was going. He was about to call the old ghost and the rat to stop him

He also had the same expression when he saw the old ghost and the mouse.

"Can't you just finish your fucking business and then go to the ***?" Seeing the three of them looking at me with big eyes and small eyes, I remembered that there was no word *** in this era. Looking at them,

With a look of obscenity on his face, he probably has his semen in his head now, and there is no point in saying anything, "How can I find you after I finish my work?"

"Go to the busiest brothel, Vaque!" Putting down the nonsense, a few people walked out without looking back. I really doubted what they were thinking when they agreed to come to Nanjing to rescue people. Should they use big heads or big heads?

Small head.

I found a passerby and inquired about the location of Nanjing University, and then hurried there. Now, I am basically completely jet-lagged. I am very sleepy in broad daylight. My eyelids are very heavy. I really don’t know.

Why are the ghosts so energetic? I tried to think about the national carelessness mentioned in the primary school politics class, but it didn’t work. After thinking about the full mental state of the old ghosts and the others just now, I also started to imitate the old ghosts and Zhuzi.

The three of them led their thoughts to sexual matters. A string of names and pictures of Matsushima Kaede and Ozawa Maria came into their minds. Damn, they were not so sleepy anymore. They secretly scolded themselves assholes several times, and then

Speed ​​up and rush to Nanjing University.

A large number of students gathered in front of the school, as if they were preparing for a parade or something. One of them stood on a high place and gave an exciting speech. The audience below were mostly students. He grabbed a female student with a student haircut and a beautiful face and asked

: "Hello, I would like to find the president of the student union of Nanjing University." According to my previous experience in college, pretty girls in universities generally have a good relationship with the student union.

A pair of big eyes looked me up and down several times and then said, "Who are you? What do you want from him?"

"I~~~um~~~~ am a passionate and patriotic young man like you, and I want to talk to your student union president about a major matter of saving the country and the people." I felt a little sick when I said this.

I looked around again and said, "Okay, you come with me." I turned around and looked at the buddy who was speaking on the stage. Unexpectedly, I received a hostile look. Damn, don't you think of me as a love rival? Recently, I discovered

Influenced by Lao Gui and Zhu Zhu, there are more and more swear words now.

Following the student girl in front of me, with random thoughts in my mind, I zigzagged into a room.

"Tie me up!" the student girl in front of me gave the order, and seven or eight male students suddenly sprang out from both sides of the room. They pushed three of them to the ground, and then tied them up for me.

"I am the student union president you are looking for. Tell me, who are you? What do you want from me?" The student girl sat on a chair and said calmly.

"You are the president of the student union. Don't be ridiculous. I see how you are similar to the bandits in my hometown." Before I could finish speaking, a boy's big foot kicked me firmly on the chest, but it was not strong.

My physical fitness really needs to be improved. I guess this kick didn't hurt, but it actually made me think about it.

"Now I'm asking you a question. Come on, tell me. In fact, I know even if you don't tell me. You are just a deserter. You will be sent to the Nanjing garrison soon. There will be bullets waiting for you." What this student girl said really scared me.

Jump, Si's random thoughts were immediately pulled back.

"Okay, you are right, I am a soldier, but I don't think I am a deserter..." I took the whole story from joining the army, to participating in the Songhu Battle, to the sacrifice of my second son, and then

I told the story vividly about falling into the Japanese's trick, and how Si Xi and other living beings were devoured by the tongues of fire. I even got some water to drink in the middle. It seems that I can become a storyteller after I am liberated. I drank again.

Taking a mouthful of water brought by a student, he continued: "Later, a few of us crossed the Japanese blockade and accidentally intercepted the Japanese intelligence. We translated the content of the intelligence through a translator. After Nanjing is captured, the city will be massacred and implemented.

"Three Lights Policy, kill them all, rob them all, and burn them all." I made it up indiscriminately. Anyone with some military knowledge would know that we are not intelligence soldiers. It is impossible to intercept intelligence, let alone decipher it through translators. This lie is full of loopholes.

But the incident happened suddenly and there was no room for overthinking. Fortunately, these students were also military idiots. I added as much fuel as possible to make the situation extremely serious.

After a moment of silence, the student chairman said: "Then why don't you go to the Nanjing garrison to report the situation, and what are you doing to us? After the fall of Northeast China, Japan has always adopted a tolerant policy, and there was no massacre after the fall of Shanghai. Why did it massacre Nanjing?

Woolen cloth?"

"First, if I went to Nanjing to report the situation, a bullet would probably be shot into my head before I even opened my mouth. Second, there was no massacre in the Northeast because the little devils got the Northeast through cession, and they also wanted to

They wanted to enslave the three eastern provinces, so they adopted a soft policy. There was no massacre in Shanghai because the Japanese army did not enter Shanghai on a large scale. And did you know that the villages that the Japanese army passed along the way were basically slaughtered, and all the women were killed?

**, all the men were stabbed to death with bayonets, and even the flesh on one thigh was stripped alive, and there was a pale thigh bone under the hip bone. But the man was not dead yet, the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to scream, he could only hum.

The women who made a little noise were even more pitiful. From old ladies in their 70s to baby girls of several years old, these beasts didn't spare any of them, they raped and killed them all." The movie of the Nanjing Massacre was replayed in front of my eyes,

Helped me tell those horrific scenes vividly. "Finally, if you think I am considered a deserter by jumping into the sea of ​​fire in front of me and dying after knowing that I fell into the enemy's trick, then you can send me to

Keep guard in Nanjing." After saying this, I turned my head in an upright manner and acted as if I was a soldier who could not be killed, but I was really trembling in my heart: "My sister-in-law, I came to save you with good intentions.

Ah, you have to understand."

"Hurry up and untie you." The student girl said while helping to untie you: "Brother, we tied you up by mistake because we had no choice. There are so many deserters who ran away from the Songhu battlefield. We have arrested them all in the past few days.

Several."

Looking at the self-righteous students, I cursed in my heart: "Fuck, what the hell are you deserters? You will probably wet your pants when you go to the battlefield."

"What do you think we should do? How to evacuate the hundreds of thousands of people in Nanjing City now? Even if everyone is notified to the Nanjing Military Region, will they agree?" the student girl asked anxiously.

"There's nothing I can do about this. All I can do is inform you that I have to look for my lost comrades. I don't know where they are 'fighting' now." Thinking of those three bastards made me angry.

.

I said goodbye to Nanjing University in a hurry. I was exhausted and hailed a rickshaw. According to my previous experience, taxi drivers are generally familiar with these romantic places. As expected, I quickly found a brothel and entered it to kill the enthusiastic madam.

To appreciate the style of a brothel in the Republic of China, I looked at the old ghost who came out with his trousers pulled up, and then saw the pillar holding two 'aunties'.

"Where are the mice?" I asked when I saw there were no mice.

"We are eating in the tavern opposite. Rats are not good for women, but they are delicious." Zhuzi said lazily, it seemed that he had spent a lot of energy just now.

"Hey, Zhuzhu, what kind of aesthetics do you have? How can you find two ladies like that?" They know that I have studied with foreigners, so they are now accustomed to my occasional new words, and I feel comfortable speaking myself.

"I don't have enough money. I have wronged my 'little Zhu'." Zhu Zhu said as he touched his crotch, and then hugged my shoulders. I was so frightened that I endured the pain in my butt and bent down to avoid Zhu Zhu.

's first floor.

I found a mouse in the restaurant opposite. I was alone with a table of delicious food. It was dark and dark. People around me were looking at the mouse fighting in all directions. He was holding a chicken leg in one hand and beef in the other. I really don’t know what the mouse’s belly is made of.

. After eating like a rat, we finally filled our stomachs, paid for the drinks, wrapped the remaining things in thick paper, and the few of us hurriedly left the tavern, with a crowd of surprises behind us.

Looking at the sky, I realized that it was already dark. This rat had been eating for almost an entire afternoon. It was so sweaty~~~~~~

Due to the hurried travel these days, everyone was really tired. The old ghost suggested finding a place to stay and have a good night's rest. In the dark city of Nanjing, we followed the old ghost to the door of a wealthy family.

It was locked from the outside, and it seemed that the whole family had moved to the back, leaving the house empty.

With his back against the wall, his legs were striding, and his hands were crossed on his lower abdomen. He stepped on his toes, and with the upward push of the pillar, he silently grabbed the eaves with his hands. With a push of his arms, the whole person flipped up.
Chapter completed!