The Zhonghua Gate was breached by the Japanese army, and the Japanese army had entered the city. This sudden news was like a thunderbolt, which made Liu Yangyang at a loss and didn't know what to do. From the first time the Japanese army broke through the Guanghua Gate, Liu Yangyang had no intention of defending Nanjing.
Without any hope, he would not have led Tangcheng and the others out of the Guanghua Gate position in advance. But now that Yijiang Gate is not allowed to leave the city, and Zhonghua Gate has been breached by the Japanese army, does God really not give them any way to survive?
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The capture of Zhonghua Gate by the Japanese army meant that the 88th Division stationed at Yuhuatai was also finished. Liu Yangyang's last support in his heart was lost since then. He didn't know who else he could rely on or who he could rely on. His legs were weak.
Liu Yangyang sat down against the wall. He took out a cigarette and lit one without hesitation. Tang Cheng also sat down and looked at Liu Yangyang nervously. At this time, only this veteran ruffian could lead them to find
A way to survive.
"Boom" and "boom" explosions were heard one after another in the direction of the Zhonghua Gate. About ten minutes later, Tang Cheng and the others, who were looking for food, saw the Japanese troops fleeing on Zhongshan Road. Liu Yangyang pulled him casually.
After asking a few questions, I found out that among these broken troops were not only members of the teaching corps, but also people from the military police teaching group and the 87th Division. The Chinese Gate was indeed breached by the Japanese army, but only a few Japanese troops entered the city through the Chinese Gate.
A small number of reinforcements were arriving one after another to stop the Japanese army in the area of Zhonghua Gate.
"Are there any people from the 88th Division? Are there any people from the 88th Division?" Liu Yangyang was very annoyed that there had been no news about the 88th Division. He simply stood on the bricks and stones on the side of the road with Jiujin and shouted loudly, hoping that these troops would collapse.
There can be people from the 88th Division among the soldiers. No matter what, Liu Yangyang hopes to return to his old army. Liu Yangyang shouted at the top of his voice for a long time, but no one paid attention to the hurriedly passing troops, and there were no people from the 88th Division.
Standing up to respond, this has to make Liu Yangyang suspicious. The defense area of the 88th Division is Yuhuatai. After Yuhuatai was breached by the Japanese army, the only place where the 88th Division could retreat was Zhonghuamen. Since Zhonghuamen was breached by the Japanese army, then the 88th Division
What about the people? It is impossible that all the nearly 10,000 people of the 88th Division died at the gate of Zhonghua Gate.
"Sir, please stop shouting. I guess the 88th Division is still holding on with the Japs at Zhonghuamen." Liu Yangyang's voice was already hoarse, and finally a passing soldier muttered to him in a low voice.
Liu Yangyang suddenly realized that these guys had escaped from the China Gate position in advance. It was impossible for them to know the current fighting situation at the China Gate. Therefore, the Zhonghua Gate had not been breached by the Japanese army at all. The news that the Zhonghua Gate had been lost might just be a rumor.
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With the news about the 88th Division, Liu Yangyang became more energetic. He called Tang Cheng to his side and discussed in a low voice, "I want to go to the Zhonghua Gate. Our 88th Division is at the Zhonghua Gate now. We can't get out with just the few of us."
City, maybe together with the 88th Division." Although Tangcheng doesn't know the way, he also knows that to get to Zhonghua Gate from Zhongshan Road, you need to pass through half of Nanjing city. There may be Japanese infiltration troops everywhere in Nanjing city now.
It would be extremely difficult for the four of them to successfully reach Zhonghua Gate and join up with the 88th Division.
"Otherwise, let's just wait on Zhongshan Road. Since the people of the 87th Division know the news about the ship outside Yijiang Gate, I think the 88th Division should also know." Tang Cheng looked at Liu Yangyang with some confusion.
With an expression on his face, he was afraid that his words would make Liu Yangang furious. "We haven't had any rest since we left Guanghua Gate. Besides, we have run out of food. If we don't find some food and water, let alone go to Zhonghua Gate.
I’m afraid it would be difficult to just stay here and wait.”
What Tang Cheng said was not a lie. Since leaving Guanghua Gate, he had fought twice with the Japanese infiltration troops, and his physical strength had been almost exhausted. If he followed Liu Yangyang to Zhonghua Gate again, Tang Cheng estimated that he would
His physical strength is definitely not strong enough for Zhonghuamen. Not to mention the food is not bad, as soon as the Tangcheng side talks about food and water, his nine-pound belly starts to make a rumbling sound, and even Liu Yangyang himself covers his own.
Stomach, it seems he is hungry too.
Liu Yangyang thought for a while, and finally agreed to Tang Cheng's proposal, and decided to wait for the 88th Division on Zhongshan Road. Moreover, they could not be too far away from Yijiang Gate, otherwise it would be a pity if they missed the opportunity to leave the city. Nanjing
The city defense headquarters did not order the transfer of the people in the city before the war, so there were many civilians in the crowd that appeared in front of Yijiang Gate. Jiu Jin relied on the convenience of language and quickly determined from the guidance of those refugees that they could find food.
A place with water.
Less than a mile after walking south along Zhongshan Road, Tangcheng and the others saw a gray western-style building on the roadside that was higher than the shops. The person Jiujin asked said that it was a Western restaurant opened by foreigners here, and there must be a lot of food in it.
Find someone to eat. If Liu Yangyang hadn't been there, Tangcheng might have considered it, but Liu Yangyang was simply a ruffian. He and Jiu Jin broke into the restaurant called Yue Se without caring about anything.
French restaurant.
Different from what Jiu Jin asked, Tang Cheng discovered after entering that this was not a restaurant, but a bar. It was similar to the bar Mike opened in Shanghai. It was basically just a place to drink, chat and listen to music. Liu Yangyang jumped into the bar
After rummaging through it, they only found a few bottles of foreign wine, but nothing to eat. Liu Yangyang was of course unwilling to "go upstairs and have a look," and immediately led Tang Cheng and the others along the stairs to go up to the second floor.
"Found it!" Tang Cheng's voice of surprise sounded from the corner of the first floor. Like the dilapidated building in Shanghai, this small western-style building also had a basement. After Tang Cheng found out that this was a bar, he concentrated on looking for the cellar.
At the entrance, food such as sausages and bread are often stored in the cellar of Mike's bar. With the help of Jiujin, Tang Cheng and Liu Yangyang lifted up the thick wooden board behind the bar, and a downward step appeared.
In front of everyone, "Maybe you will find something to eat," Tang Cheng said with joy on his face. He could already smell the smell of sausages from the smell in the cellar.
Holding the candlestick found by the Sichuan Army boy in his left hand, Tang Cheng held the shell gun flat in his right hand and was the first to go down the steps into the cellar. The cellar was much larger than Tang Cheng imagined. After seeing the wooden boxes containing wine in succession, Tang Cheng finally entered the cellar.
In the candlelight, I found a basket containing red sausages. Fortunately, there seemed to be a few apples and a large piece of bread in the basket. "Just eat here. Fill your stomach first before going up." Liu Yangyang, who finally came down, stopped him.
Jiu Jin wanted to carry the basket up, and also put the wooden board above his head back to its original position, so that no one would know that the four of them were in the cellar.
"It's a pity that you can't fry the sausage, so the taste of chewing it dry will be worse." Tang Cheng ate happily with one bite of sausage and one bite of apple. Only at this time did Tang Cheng look like a 19-year-old man again. Still not much.
As he spoke, the Sichuan Army boy and Jiujin sat together. The two of them were devouring the sausages like a competition. They ate a palm-long sausage plant in just a few mouthfuls. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many sausages in the basket, Liu Yangyang would definitely know how to do it.
Limit the portions of each of them.
Half of the large basket of sausages and apples was eaten by Liu Yangyang and the others. The rest of the food was packed with a piece of tablecloth and carried on his shoulders. Liu Yangyang even rummaged through the wine box in the cellar.
He took out a bottle of foreign wine and put it in his pocket. "That's brandy. You may not be used to drinking it, so why not try this one? The whiskey is good." Liu Yangyang's action of filling the bottle with wine happened to be caught by Tang Cheng, and he handed it over.
A small bottle of whiskey replaced the brandy Liu Yangyang had put in his pocket.
Liu Yangyang was the first to go out of the cellar, but the sudden sound of gunshots caused Liu Yangyang on the steps to shrink back from the cellar entrance. Tang Cheng just pulled out his shell gun and stood close to the steps and stared.
Looking up, Jiujin is clutching the bundle wrapped with sausages and apples tightly, but the Sichuan Army boy is already cowering beside Jiujin in fear and shaking non-stop. The battle above the cellar is like a pot of boiling water that has just boiled, churning.
Liu Yangyang was so fierce that he did not dare to act rashly. Not only was there no gap in the gunshots, but there were also successive explosions. These sounds were extremely loud after being transmitted by the echo on the first floor. Tang Cheng even felt the sound in the cellar.
The trembling of the wooden steps.
Liu Yangyang was still half-crouching on the steps, quietly lifting some wooden boards at the entrance of the cellar, and listening to the movement outside through the cracks. It was not until he heard the words "88th Division" in the noisy shouts outside that Liu Yangyang started.
Determined to go up from the cellar to find out. There was no one in the bar above the cellar. The sound of gunshots and explosions came from the street outside the bar. It seemed that the battle was happening on the street. Liu Yangyang quietly entered the bar from the cellar.
, then he lowered his body, stepped forward with his left foot along the outer edge of the bar, moved his right foot back, tilted his head to the side, and aimed the muzzle of the flower machine gun in his hand at the location of the bar.
Liu Yangyang, who walked forward slowly, stopped close to the door of the bar. A dozen figures on the street outside appeared in his sight. They were four Japanese soldiers with hesitant expressions who were shooting at people and confronting them.
The few Japanese soldiers who had shot were now using cover to lie down behind the bricks not far from the bar. There were three corpses lying not far from the four gunmen. It seemed that these soldiers were killed by this.
Several Japanese soldiers pursued us all the way.
Liu Yangyang silently calculated his shooting range, and when he found that these Japanese soldiers were now within the shooting range of the flower trap in his hand, Liu Yangyang immediately stepped out and pulled the trigger. During the entire shooting process, he always
Bao Te stood with his left and right legs splayed forward and backward. "Click, click, click, click, click." Liu Yangguang shot out all the bullets in the flower trap. Such a close distance and sudden attack made that