"There's a boat, the boat is coming! There's a boat coming!" Another ferry loaded with wooden rafts appeared in the distance. People squatting or standing on the shore began to cheer, and then rushed to the boat closest to the river bank regardless of their own safety.
place, they were all calculating whether they could get on the boat this time and whether they could squeeze forward to a position where the next batch could board the boat. Tang Cheng, who was following Liu Yangyang, was also looking at the ferry on the river.
But what he watched more was the broken soldiers mixed with the refugees on the river bank.
Like the refugees, these broken soldiers stretched their necks and waited for the ferry to dock. Without exception, they were all covered with stains and bloodstains like Liu Yangyang and Tangcheng. Some of these broken soldiers were wearing helmets and some were bare-headed.
, some had guns on their shoulders, and some had empty hands. With their joint efforts, the civilians who tried to approach the river bank were all blocked by the defeated soldiers. Those closest to the river bank were those wearing military uniforms.
The defeated soldiers.
In everyone's eager eyes, the ferry finally docked, but what happened next disappointed everyone on the river bank. As soon as the ferry docked and no one came out, the soldiers waiting on the shore to upload the message were asked to go ahead.
I saw four light machine guns, and the black muzzles of the guns confused the soldiers who were trying to get on the ship. This time, not only the civilians were disappointed, but also the soldiers who were defeated, because they came out of the cabin.
The soldiers were shouting the number of the unit loudly. It was obvious that this was a troop transport ship, and they only picked up people from their own unit.
"Company Commander, Company Commander, he's our man, he's here to pick us up." A group of broken soldiers on the river bank whose numbers were called suddenly cheered. "Everyone, be silent. Why are you making such a fuss? You know they are our men, come on
The boat is like that, what nonsense are you yelling about?" An officer whose whole body was blackened by the flames of war scolded with a grimace, "Look at these common people on the riverside, you fucking can still laugh." The troops were defeated.
Their joy at getting a chance to survive was immediately dispelled by the envious, jealous and hateful eyes of the civilians. The last thing the common people wanted to see was the departure of the soldiers. Every less soldier on the shore meant that there was one less ship coming from the north of the Yangtze River.
"Do you know that after all our troops have withdrawn, Nanjing will officially abandon its defense. There are at least tens of thousands of people on the shore. How many people will we have to leave behind, as well as the over 10,000 brothers who are fighting in the city?"
The black-faced officer looked at the crowd that stretched to the end of the darkness in the distance and said to himself. The officer's heavy tone suddenly made these soldiers immersed in grief. They once regarded death as home: from Shanghai to Nanjing, the entire division suffered casualties.
More than half, but they can still fight. Even the soldiers who came in later have been fighting to the death under the leadership of veterans, but now they have become deserters fighting against the people.
The ferry boat from the other side came to pick up the people of their own troops. The defeated soldiers who had not been called to their numbers were anxious. Just as the soldiers whose numbers were called were boarding the boat, a group of soldiers who had just rushed to the river bank rushed to the river bank.
The rebels didn't ask so many questions and rushed forward to board the ship. A group of soldiers who had already assembled and were waiting to cross the river immediately rushed up to meet them. The two sides fought fiercely on the shore. Liu Yangyang, who was crowded in the crowd, led Tang Cheng and
Jiujin was also getting closer to the ferry, but in this situation, he didn't know what to do.
"Pa" gunshots suddenly rang out in the melee. They actually fired their guns, not at the sky, but at people. A soldier waiting to board the ship stumbled to the ground, and blood arrows spattered from the bullet holes in his abdomen.
And came out. "These sons of bitches actually opened fire. Brothers, fight with them." Someone yelled, and the two sides actually raised their guns and fired at each other on the river beach.
Amidst the gunfire, stray bullets were fired, and the stray bullets hit other troops nearby. Other troops who were involved for no reason also began to join the battle group.
"Get down, get down, you're just standing there waiting to be shot." The moment the gunfire rang out, Liu Yangyang, who was walking in front, turned around and shouted for Tang Cheng and Jiu Jin to lie down on the river beach.
Although the location of the three of them is still some distance away from the gang of melee guys, guns don't have eyes. Who knows if there will be stray bullets flying here. Of course, the most innocent ones are the refugees, who can only be around.
They endured silently amid the random bullets. The husband used his body to block his wife, and the mother used her body to block her children, but these thin bodies could not block the bullets at all.
"Da da da da da da" The light machine guns on the ferry joined the battle group and opened fire violently at the soldiers who were raising their guns. The camp was blown up, and the most terrifying thing in the march finally happened. The addition of machine gun firepower made these waiting soldiers come to an end.
Jiang's defeated soldiers began to get really angry, and more and more defeated soldiers began to join in the fighting. The refugees on the river bank finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the messy crowd screamed and ran around aimlessly, talking to each other.
Trampled; the cries of being knocked away and the calls between relatives came one after another.
On the periphery of the riot, there were still some troops gathered together in an orderly manner, but their leading officers all had beads of sweat on their foreheads at this time. Everyone was afraid that their troops would be involved in the chaos. They ordered their subordinates
The soldiers pointed their guns that had been aimed at the Japs in the direction of the chaotic fight. Anyone who dared to approach them would shoot without hesitation. Liu Yangyang, who was as cunning as a fox, appeared in these troops with Tang Cheng and Jiu Jin.
On the outer edge of the river, the entire river bank is in chaos, and only here is the safest place.
The sound of gunfire gradually came, maybe because they realized that there was not much point in shooting with their own people, the defeated troops first stopped firing, and the side waiting to board the ship did not pursue it too much, but hurriedly boarded the ship with their own injured soldiers.
They got on the boat and prepared to cross the river. Although the rioters who couldn't get on the boat stopped shooting, they still kept cursing at the ferry, cursing those who had already boarded the boat, cursing them that it would be better if they walked to the center of the river and the boat would capsize. More rioters
But they rushed towards the civilians who had been frightened. Of course, the rebels rushed towards the civilians not to help them, but to snatch their baggage and clothes.
Property is of no use at this time. The rebels simply want to rob the clothes. They tear the clothes and tie them into cloth ropes. Then they can use these ropes to tie up the simplest raft or raft to cross the river. Wave it.
The rioters armed with rifles rushed into the crowd, like a group of wild beasts rushing into the sheep. They instantly made the river bank look like bandits crossing the border. What's more, they directly pushed down the civilians and took off their clothes and belts.
"Don't be so stupid, follow me." Tang Cheng, who was still in a daze, was kicked violently by Liu Yangyang. He turned around and saw that Liu Yangyang and Jiujin had already rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards the people on the river bank who were braving the heavy smoke.
When Guanghua Gate fought desperately to block the Japanese attack, Yijiang Gate and Xiaguan Wharf were also attacked by Japanese artillery and bombs. Many houses along the river bank were on fire and smoking. Tangcheng did not understand that Liu Yangyang was going there.
What was the purpose of running over there, but Liu Yangyang and Jiujin both left, so he had no choice but to follow.
"Grenade, give me a grenade, hurry up." After rushing outside the room closest to them and confirming that no one was inside, Liu Yangyang reached out and asked Jiujin for a grenade. Jiujin was a tireless guy, and he picked up the corpses of the Japanese soldiers from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.
Almost all of the egg-shaped grenades and wooden-handled grenades that I found were in Jiujin's satchel. Even if he had to climb over the city wall of Yijiangmen, Jiujin was not willing to throw them away.
"Back off." Liu Yangyang shouted, and threw the two grenades in his hand onto the roof. With two explosions, the shaky house that had been hit by bombs dropped by Japanese aircraft finally collapsed completely. Without waiting for the dust to rise,
and the blast of the explosion completely disappeared, Liu Yangyang had already stood up and rushed into the smoke shouting, "Don't be so damn dumb, come over quickly and help pick out all the wood. There will be too many people coming in a while, it won't be easy."
Nothing can be grabbed." Only then did Tangcheng know what Liu Yangyang's intention was.
The defeated soldiers who were able to escape to the riverside alive were not fools. The explosion of the grenade panicked the defeated soldiers, but more defeated soldiers saw Liu Yangyang and the others picking wood from the ruins of the collapsed house. Yes, Liu Yangyang
The three of them were rummaging through the ruins for usable wood, so more and more broken soldiers rushed over to look for materials that could be used to tie the raft. Amidst the continuous explosions, more and more people were on the river bank.
The defenses collapsed, and then the defeated soldiers swarmed in, rummaging through the ruins like ants.
Liu Yangyang and Jiujin found two beams and a few smaller timbers from the ruins. Tang Cheng stood guard next to the timbers with two shell guns, staring at all the defeated soldiers passing by. If anyone came up,
Snatching these timbers, Tang Cheng didn't mind shooting them here. "Yes, we found the rope." Jiu Jin, whose face was stained, rushed out of the ruins with an ax on his shoulder.
He was carrying a bundle of hemp rope, and Liu Yangyang, who was following him, was carrying a large bundle containing shabby sheets and some old clothes made of coarse cloth.
"I need three men with guns to cross the river with us." Looking at the things piled on the ground, Liu Yangyang suddenly raised his head and shouted at the rushing soldiers. There were only three of them, and it was not only difficult to move these pieces of wood
Move safely to the river bank, and the wooden raft with only three people riding on it cannot withstand the waves on the river. Liu Yangyang needs help to solve these hidden dangers.
Liu Yangyang selected three people from the broken troops who gathered together, who claimed to be affiliated with the 87th Division. Regardless of the fact that one of them was a major, Liu Yangyang just asked them to carry the wood with Jiujin to the riverside, while he and Tang
Cheng followed behind carrying a wooden cabinet, watching out for those defeated soldiers who wanted to come up to snatch the wood. With more people, things naturally went much faster. According to Liu Yangyang's idea, everyone quickly tied up with ropes.
A simple wooden raft.
"Can this thing cross the river?" Looking at this simple wooden raft in front of him, Tang Cheng felt really unsure. What if it fell apart in the middle of the river? What would happen to the people sitting on it?
Everyone was just having fun. Tang Cheng used his hands to pull at the strips of cloth tied to the raft, and his mind was filled with the scene of him falling into the water.