"Who?" Tang Cheng and the others had just rushed to the barricade when a dense and chaotic sound of footsteps came from behind them. Before they could say anything to Tang Cheng, Liu Yangyang had already flattened the flower machine in his hand.
He stood up. "Damn it, why are there still people from the Sichuan Army in Nanjing?" After the two sides announced their troop numbers, Liu Yangyang was also startled by these dozens of guys wearing straw sandals. The Second Company in Shanghai
I had dealt with troops from the Sichuan Army back then, but I didn't expect to meet them in Nanjing now. I have to say it was really fate.
Liu Yangyang lowered the muzzle of his gun. Naturally, Tangcheng and the others did not continue to point their guns at each other, but there was obviously a hint of wariness in their eyes. Along the way, Tangcheng and the others had been attacked by the Japanese infiltration troops.
They were afraid, they were afraid that these Sichuan troops were also pretending to be Japanese infiltration troops. "Put down your guns, they can't be disguised as little devils. Little devils can't learn Sichuan Wazi's accent." Only Liu Yangyang was 100% sure.
Baidu believed that the group of people who were slowly approaching were real Sichuan soldiers, because he did not believe that even Japanese soldiers could imitate a Sichuan accent.
Beggars, this was the first impression Tangcheng had after seeing these Sichuan troops clearly. Compared with all the Japanese soldiers Tangcheng had seen, these dozens of people who claimed to be Sichuan troops were more like beggars than soldiers. In the smoke of gunpowder,
The original color of the military uniforms stained by sweat and mud is no longer visible, and they are not as pleasing to the eye as the bandits' homespun coats. When the Japanese soldiers march, bayonets, water bottles and ammunition will make noise when they collide. These Sichuan troops did not move.
The reason for these sounds is not that they are good at this, but that the equipment on them is pitiful and there is nothing that can make these sounds.
It was already December, and Tang Cheng felt a little cold even in his cotton uniforms, but the Sichuan soldiers who came into his sight were still wearing straw sandals. Judging from their military uniforms that had no distinguishable colors, they were probably still in single clothes. Tang Cheng couldn't imagine
How did these people fight with the Japanese army? Did it depend on the outdated rifles in their hands? Or did it rely on the big knives stuck on their backs? Tang Cheng even saw one of these Sichuan soldiers who was younger than himself.
Guy, he didn't have any weapons on him, he only had a kitchen knife in his hand.
These Sichuan troops were obviously on guard against Liu Yangyang and the others. Although Liu Yangyang and his group only had a few people, they had a lot of weapons and ammunition, especially Jiu Jin, who was holding two grenades in his hand. "Wait a minute" at the fortress of these Sichuan troops.
When they passed by Liu Yangyang and the others, Liu Yangyang, who had been silent, stopped them, "There are some weapons and ammunition here, take them all." Tang Cheng looked at Liu Yangyang in surprise, this seemed to be
Liu Yangyang gave something to other troops for the first time, especially weapons and ammunition.
The Sichuan soldier who took the lead was a veteran who looked to be over 40 years old. He did not say thank you, but nodded gently to Liu Yangyang. Scattered behind the barricade were not only corpses, but also some rifles and bullets, although they were not many.
, but it's better than nothing. "Here's this for you. You can throw away your kitchen knife. That thing won't do anything to a kid." Tang Cheng took out a shell gun loaded with 10 rounds from Jiu Jin's body, along with the gun.
The case and three magazines were handed to the boy carrying the kitchen knife.
The kid holding the kitchen knife was a little at a loss, and then turned to look at the Sichuan Army veteran. It was obvious that the kid liked the shell gun handed over by Tang Cheng. "Take it, they are all used to fight against the Japs. Besides, we don't have any shortage now."
Gun and ammunition." Liu Yangyang took the gun from Tang Cheng and gave it to the little guy. He took out the two grenades from the nine-pound belt and handed them over together. At the signal of the Sichuan Army veteran, the little guy took the
After passing what Liu Yangyang had stuffed into him, he gave the grenade to the Sichuan Army veteran, and he took out the shell gun from his holster and played with it happily.
"Shanwazi, now you have exchanged a shot for a cannon." A familiar Sichuan soldier teased the little guy, but the latter was just immersed in joy and turned a deaf ear to everyone's jokes. The little guy obviously can't use a gun, at least.
From Tang Cheng's point of view, he didn't know how to use the shell gun. Tang Cheng reached out to grab the gun, but the little guy dodged it and hid directly behind the Sichuan Army veteran.
Somewhat embarrassed, he retracted his outstretched hand. Tang Cheng touched his nose covertly. His original intention was to teach the little guy how to use the shell gun, but he was taken as a thief and wanted to get the gun back.
This move made Tang Cheng very helpless. "This kid is a little bit naive." The Sichuan Army veteran's words were more like doting than an explanation. He stretched out his hand and pulled the little guy out from behind, and taught him how to use it step by step.
A shell gun.
"There were only two people in Shanwazi's family, he and his brother. His brother was captured as a young man, so he took the helpless Shanwazi into the army. As a result, his brother died in the battle in Shanghai, so we took him all the way.
"The child came to Nanjing from the mountain. This child is only 19 years old this year." Tang Cheng didn't understand some of the Sichuan dialect questions. After Liu Yangyang repeated them, he realized that this guy who looked younger than him was actually the same as him.
Generally large.
"Hey, we also have a 19-year-old here, and he is this kid." Once the two groups realized that they were going to attack Jiangmen, they simply decided to go together. They became familiar with each other, and Liu Yangyang took Tangcheng with him.
He came out. "Although this kid is young, he also fought hard battles with the Japs in Shanghai. He was the only one who fought hard. He was not idle all the way to Nanjing. He couldn't be killed."
There are only a few little Japanese stragglers, these are our successors from the Second Company."
This was the first time that Tang Cheng heard Liu Yangyang say that he was the successor after the second company. This sentence scared Tang Cheng quite a bit. It was okay to ask him to fight with him, but he had to take care of the entire company.
People, Tang Cheng knew that he didn't have this ability yet. "You can't tell that little brother is still a ruthless character. It's no wonder that your 88th Division is the direct line of Chiang Kai-shek. It's no wonder." Liu Yangyang's self-promotion could not escape the Sichuan Army veteran.
After staring at Tang Cheng for a few times, the Sichuan Army veteran smiled and nodded to Tang Cheng.
The collars of Tangcheng military uniforms carry the rank mark of sergeant. This is a good proof. Among Liu Yangyang and his group, only Liu Yangyang has the captain mark on his collar, and Jiujin and the others are the only ones with the rank mark.
Compared with the soldiers, this sergeant in Tangcheng seemed a bit nondescript. In the 88th Division, which was ranked based on seniority, there was really no such young sergeant in Tangcheng. Listening to what Liu Yangyang said, these people in the Sichuan Army had no regard for Tangcheng.
Cheng Man was curious. They couldn't imagine how such a boy could survive alone when the entire company was killed. But no matter what, such a guy would not be a simple character.
The men from the Sichuan Army took turns staring at them like rare animals. The overwhelmed Tang Cheng cast an annoyed sideways glance at Liu Yangyang, but the latter was busy chatting with the Sichuan Army veteran, trying to learn more about the current situation from the Sichuan Army's mouth.
With the situation in Nanjing, there was no time to pay attention to Tang Cheng's rolling eyes. The people in the Sichuan Army were not very clear about the current war. They also knew about Yijiangmen from other troops, but the veteran of the Sichuan Army told Liu Yangyang an extremely
Important news, Nanjing garrison commander Tang Shengzhi seems to have crossed the river by boat.
"Are you sure? Brother, this is not a joke. If this news spreads in the city, so many brothers will be in chaos." Liu Yangyang didn't care much and directly pulled the Sichuan Army veteran down.
He asked in a low voice at the end of the team. The two armies were fighting not only for blood, but also for morale. When the city defense was in danger, the general escaped from the battle, which was a subversive blow to the morale of the people in the city. If this news is
Really, Liu Yangyang was already sure that the higher-ups were giving up on Nanjing.
The Sichuan Army veteran didn't pay too much attention when he told the news. After Liu Yangyang's face lost expression, the Sichuan Army veteran realized the seriousness of the news. "Then I can't say for sure. I got the news from someone else."
I heard it there, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to run to Yijiangmen. After leaving Yijiangmen, we will reach the Xiaguan Pier. There will definitely be boats crossing the river there. We Sichuan soldiers are stepmothers, but we are not as good as your direct descendants.
, if you don’t leave early, you will definitely be left behind.”
Liu Yangyang did not answer the Sichuan Army veteran's words, but just lowered his head and remained silent. The Second Company had been assisting in the defense at Guanghua Gate. After the 88th Division arrived in Nanjing, it stationed at the Yuhuatai position outside the city. Liu Yangyang was now not only worried about the safety of his own people.
, he was still worried about the 88th Division in Yuhuatai. After leaving the Guanghuamen position, Liu Yangyang had been thinking about asking the police he met along the way about the war in Yuhuatai, but no one could tell clearly if Tang Shengzhi's escape before the battle was true.
, then the 88th Division outside the city may face the danger of being annihilated.
"What's wrong?" Tang Cheng noticed something strange about Liu Yangyang, and then he leaned over and asked in a low voice. The Sichuan Army veteran took a few steps when he saw this, seemingly not wanting to hear what Liu Yangyang and Tang Cheng had to say. In Liu Yangyang's place
, Tang Cheng didn't hear anything, Liu Yangyang just asked him to be more careful, but Liu Yangyang didn't mention a word about the news that Tang Shengzhi had left Nanjing.
The closer they got to Yijiang Gate, the more refugees and defeated soldiers Liu Yangyang and the others encountered. Many guys who were obviously wearing military shoes and trousers had taken off their military uniforms and put on civilian clothes to mix among the refugees. Tang
Cheng believed that they might have even lost their own weapons.
"Take off the helmets and carry them in your hands. Don't dare to get separated." Turning around a street, Liu Yangyang and the others saw a huge crowd of people. They only had time to tell Tangcheng and the others to put off the German-style helmets on their heads.
When he took it off, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in front of him. The crowded crowd instantly became commotion. Tang Cheng was accidentally pushed by a group of people and was separated from Liu Yangyang and the others. He turned around and looked over. Tang Cheng
Liu Yangyang and the others could no longer be found.