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Soldiers from the supply battalion came to replenish the second batch of ammunition. Zhaoshi counted it and found that the number of grenades and heavy machine gun bullets was much less.The company commander who led the team was left to inquire, but the company commander said: "Our commander said, your brigade is good at marksmanship, and you have more bullets, and sent the pistol grenades to the first peak." Fart! "If people here can fight bayonets, don't they need to carry bullets, and everyone fights bayonets directly with devils?" The company commander couldn't afford to provoke Zhaoshi, so he had to say, "Sir, I can't help it. This is from above." Order!" Zhaoshi said impatiently: "Who is your battalion commander? Let him come to see me!"

"Who is looking for me?" As soon as Zhaoshi finished speaking, the battalion commander of the supply camp entered the door. It was none other than Zhaoshi's old acquaintance, Liu Minda.From the Northern Expedition to the Anti-Japanese War, this man has been in charge of military supplies for many years. Liu Minda said with a smirk: "You see, my brother, you are on the rise, but my official position is getting smaller and smaller." Zhaoshi later found out that Liu Minda was in the The Songhu Garrison Command was demoted because of poor supervision that allowed a large amount of explosives to enter the water.He entrusted the old relationship of Huangpu classmates to be transferred to Nanjing. Although it was a demotion, but after all, the German-equipped teaching corps, he thought that he could always advance and retreat with the chairman in the Imperial Forest Army, which was the safest during this period.Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and the teaching team was left to guard Nanjing.Zhaoshi thought about his love for Huangpu back then, and suppressed his anger, "Let's not talk about getting promoted and getting rich now. Let's talk about ammunition first." Before Zhaoshi finished speaking, Liu Minda took over the conversation: "Brother, Your enemy on the second peak is advancing slowly, so I naturally focus on the more difficult place first." Zhaoshi asked: "Then can't you send more people over? The slow advancing of the enemy here is also the reason why we fought hard. But Liu Minda said: "Both of you are elites, and the artillery fire was fierce. Our brothers who delivered the ammunition were injured by stray bullets." Zhaoshi slapped the table: "What are you talking about? The brothers in your supply camp are brothers. We The ones here are cannon fodder? Okay, then let them defend the position, and I will take people to deliver the ammunition!" The two were arguing, when Cheng Nan called, Zhao Shi couldn't help but complained to Cheng Nan on the phone.He is on the front line here, and Cheng Nan had to appease him, so he said on the phone: "Okay, I understand. The call is to inform you to go to the headquarters for a meeting in the afternoon, and Liu Minda will also go. You can tell him. I will help later. You settle the lawsuit." Zhaoshi said angrily, "The fighting is going on here now, how can you have time for those long and stinky meetings of yours!" Cheng Nan also didn't lose her temper, and said on the phone, "Yes, yes, You stay on the front line, and you can send the Chief of Staff over here. Let me tell you, you must send someone here, and don’t turn around and let people say you are arrogant.”

Liu Minda received the news of the meeting, turned around and said to the company commander: "Replenish some more grenades." After speaking, he left without looking back.

What Ling Zhaoshi didn't expect was that at the meeting at 400:400 p.m., Chief Tang personally read the chairman's telegram "Abandon Nanjing and start retreating." The chief of staff wanted to go back to Zijin Mountain to inform Zhaoshi of the retreat, but Cheng Nan stopped him.Cheng Nan said: "Time is running out, how many people can be evacuated, you take the people in the headquarters to go first, I will stay and inform them." However, what Cheng Nan didn't expect was that the battle on the second peak was abnormal. Tragic, the telephone line has been blown up, and Zhao Shi and the deputy brigade commander have jumped into the trench with guns.The troops inside and outside the city of Nanjing began to retreat, but Zhaoshi still didn't know the news, and led the troops to guard the second peak.Until ten o'clock in the evening, the sound of the guns gradually subsided, and the deputy brigade commander Xie Guanqun came over and said: "Brigade commander Shen, look at the first peak next to it, it seems that the fire has ceased, have they withdrawn?" Zhaoshi waved and called one Scout, let him go to the surrounding positions to understand the situation.After more than an hour, the scout came back: "Brigade Commander, everyone has withdrawn. The first peak and Guanghuamen's teaching corps have all retreated, and there are devils everywhere outside the city!" Zhaoshi heard the news like Five thunders struck the top, and he didn't know whether the troops were retreating in other directions, or shrinking the line of defense and entering the center of Nanjing.And they became a lone army surrounded by the enemy. Even if the enemy is busy occupying various positions at this time and has no time to confront them, if the national army really abandons Nanjing, then he and his troops will be a pack of wolves. Served lamb.He looked at the soldiers around him, and suddenly found that everyone was staring and waiting for him to make a decision.Xie Guanqun said: "Brigade Commander, now it's time to fight or retreat. Brothers listen to your words. If you say war, we will die together on Zijin Mountain. If you say retreat, we will find a way." Zhao Shi asked: " Brigadier Xie, how many brothers do we have?" Xie Guanqun chatted with the people next to him and said, "There are probably two battalions left, about [-] people." He has seen the big people since he was a child, and at this moment, he felt that he could be desperate, but he didn't have the courage to let these [-] people die with him.He remembered what Yan Ming said in the military academy, as a commander, it is not a skill to be brave enough to sacrifice, but to keep the soldiers alive and continue to fight.

After thinking for a long time, Zhaoshi raised his head and said to Xie Guanqun, "Retreat. Count the number of people, and each of us will be half. You lead people out to break through, and I will lead people into the city. If the city is broken or the outside cannot break through, we will all go to Yijiangmen and Xiaguan. See you at the pier." For many years afterwards, Zhaoshi didn't know whether his decision that night was correct, perhaps, when the god of death came, the so-called choice was nothing more than choosing a way to die.

When Zhaoshi led the troops into the city, he saw an army retreating from the Zhonghua Gate, hoping to break out of the city from the front.Zhaoshi kindly said to the teacher: "The artillery fire outside is fierce, and they can't get out. It seems that the Japanese have not entered the city yet, and the city is still safe." The teacher said: "Anyway, if you die, you have to fight. We are captured by the enemy, buddy, you can break through with us." Still thinking about the agreement with Xie Guanqun, Zhaoshi decided to lead the troops through the city and go to Xiaguan Wharf.When he arrived at Xiaguan Wharf, he saw a scene he had never imagined before. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians stood by the Yangtze River, and there were only a few boats on the Yangtze River, making it impossible to cross.The soldiers were exhausted, and the residents supported the old and the young without any organization. They stared blankly at the gloomy river surface illuminated by street lamps. Some people threw themselves into the river to die one after another because of despair.When he looked back, half of the 200 people he had brought down had been lost. Zhaoshi knew that Nanjing City was besieged on three sides, and only this side was surrounded by the natural danger of the Yangtze River.And once the city is broken, the enemy will come from all directions to the Yangtze River to cover up and kill them, so they can only gather the remaining troops with loud voices: "Come back to the city with me, fight the devils alleyway, and finish this life anyway." The group returned to the city , This time, they really returned to the Devil's Nest.

It was the early morning of December [-]th when Zhaoshi and the others entered the city again. Before dawn, Nanjing was as quiet as death, but when the sun rose, what it saw was not the brilliance of life, but the ghastly fangs of the enemy.

After daybreak, the Japanese soldiers swarmed into the city. Zhaoshi and his hundred people could not make any resistance, but it seemed that the target was too big to hide. He had no choice but to divide the 100 people into five teams, each using the roadside The shops and cars of the group were used as bunkers to shoot at some stragglers who were not in the brigade five.Zhaoshi led people all the way back to Guanghua Gate, and taught that the headquarters of the corps was near there, the terrain was relatively familiar, and it could probably be maintained.As a result, he saw the devil in a private house under the Guanghua Gate.The Japanese drove the captured Chinese soldiers up the city wall and lined up, and then gave an order, and the Japanese soldiers began to stab at the chest or abdomen of the Chinese prisoners of war. Explode the blood flower.Rao Zhaoshi had experienced hundreds of battles, and he had never seen hundreds of people being stabbed to death in front of him at the same time.As a last resort, he could only seek a plan to leave Nanjing along the Yangtze River again, and take people to Shuiximen.

Unexpectedly, on the way, they encountered Japanese soldiers killed from Xiaguan. They were mixed with tens of thousands of ordinary people and were trapped by the enemy into the open space of a factory.After a Japanese military officer muttered to the translator for a while, the translator stepped forward and shouted to the people gathered in the open space: "How do you want to die, assassinate, behead, burn or shoot? We can satisfy you." The crowd burst into tears No, the officer beckoned to a Chinese youth.The young man was at a loss, when the officer slashed backhand, the young man's head rolled off, and the blood shot straight into the sky.Zhaoshi tightly held the pistol in his trouser pocket. He was too far away from the officer, and he might not be able to shoot. If he missed, his death would be minor, and the tens of thousands of people in the empty field might suffer.The young man was decapitated, the crowd exploded, and began to flee in all directions, and then attracted Japanese machine guns from the commanding heights behind.In the chaos, Zhaoshi found a row of thatched houses on one side of the empty field, so he called a few people around him to hide in together.The Japanese only cared about carnivaling the people in the empty field, but they didn't even notice that Zhaoshi and the others hid in the thatched house.When the massacre was over and night came, Zhao Shi looked around and saw that there were only twelve people left.

In the middle of the night, the wind was blowing, and there were only ruined buildings and wandering Japanese devils on the street. Perhaps there were still remnants of citizens in the houses on both sides of the road, but no one dared to light a lamp for fear of attracting devils.This old place of Qinhuai, the gold powder of the Six Dynasties, turned into a dark city of hell and dead.Zhaoshi took a few soldiers to rest in the ruins for three hours, and continued to search for escape routes.He suddenly remembered that a safe zone was established before the war, a demilitarized neutral organization, hoping to bring help to the general public and homeless refugees, although this safe zone is now a disaster for Nanjing. It's a drop in the bucket, but there may be a silver lining there.The chairman of the Safe Zone International Committee once went to a government meeting. Zhaoshi met a German from Siemens. He once talked with that man named Rabe, and he was surprised to find that this German had the same relationship with their doctor Duke. It turned out to be a middle school classmate.

So, before dawn, Zhaoshi led a dozen people to retreat to the safe zone.Until eight o'clock in the morning, Zhaoshi met Rabe at the refugee camp of the Supreme Court.