The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

The city of Nanjing was already in chaos, and the crowded crowd rushed to the Xiaguan Ferry.

The faltering old man was struggling to support himself in the crowded crowd, the crying baby was crying in the arms of a woman, and the businessman in suit and tie was also staggering with his suitcase.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Many defeated troops were in a hurry to retreat, and couldn't help shouting and cursing at the flow of people blocking the way. What's more, they smashed a road with the butt of their guns, and many soldiers fired into the sky.

Both sides of the road were covered with blood-stained and dirty wounded soldiers. They desperately begged the hurried troops: "Please don't leave us... Please..."

There was also a wounded soldier who couldn't walk and crawled on the ground in the direction of Xiaguan, with a long bloody band trailing out from behind him, despair and pain shrouded everyone's heart.

The army defending the city was in disarray. The car in which the commander of the garrison Tang Shengzhi was riding was blocked by the turbulent flow of people. No matter how the driver honked the horn, the road was already blocked, and the guns behind him were rumbling, but the car was almost on the road slowly. crawl.

"Mr. Tang, I'm afraid this won't work. Let's get out of the car and go." Chief of Staff Zhou Lan looked at the impenetrable road and had no choice but to suggest walking to Xiaguan Ferry.

At this moment, Tang Shengzhi's face was ashen and without the slightest anger. Looking at the chaotic Nanjing, his heart was ashamed, and he nodded in agreement with Chief of Staff Zhou Lan's suggestion.

Under the protection of armed guards, a group of officials from the commander's department of the garrison abandoned their cars and forced a way through the crowd, and it took a full two hours to reach Yijiangmen.

Although the 36th Division guarding here shot and killed people, tens of thousands of people rushed over, and soon they were rushed to pieces, the gate of the city was blown open, and the flow of people rushed to the river.

Under the escort of the guards, Tang Shengzhi and others squeezed through the turbulent crowd and arrived at the Coal Harbor Wharf with difficulty. There was a young ship parked here, which was used by the Commander's Headquarters to cross the river.

The river beach was already full of human heads, and the only few ferries dared not dock on the river because they had not received the order to evacuate. Crying, cursing, and cries for help resounded across the river, and many people were in dire straits. Holding the barrel, the plank jumped into the river.

The winter in Nanjing is extremely cold, and the river water in the twelfth lunar month is icy cold. People who jumped into the river disappeared after a wave hit them.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!" More and more people flocked to the river beach, and many standing by the water were squeezed into the water, just like dumpling, and they disappeared when they fell.

Machine guns were set up on the sandbags near the small steamer of the Coal Dock Commander's Headquarters. Soldiers wearing steel helmets kept firing warning shots at those who tried to approach, but some still moved forward desperately.

"Da da da--"

The soldiers guarding the small steamer fired at the people who were rushing over, and the blood spattered. More than a dozen people were immediately beaten into sieves, and the rest of them dared not approach.

"Dog officer! Dog officer!" Watching Tang Shengzhi and others board the small steamer under the protection of the guards, the people on the shore cursed, and Tang Shengzhi and others turned green and pale.

"Sail the boat! Sail the boat!" The high-ranking officials who squeezed into the small steamer hurriedly ordered the boat to sail, fearing that the broken soldiers on the shore would seize the boat.

"Wait a minute! Wait a moment!"

Under the protection of the adjutant, Deputy Commander Luo Zhuoying and others struggled to push through the crowd and stumbled over.

The people on board hurriedly reached out to pull the embarrassed deputy commander Luo Zhuoying and others onto the boat, but the deputy chief of staff, Yu Nianci, was nowhere to be seen.

Tang Shengzhi looked at the burning city of Nanjing, and at the crowds of people on the river beach. He no longer had the mood to wait, so he ordered the boat to sail, and the boat sailed slowly towards the Pukou on the opposite bank.

Those ferries that were swaying on the river and dared not go to the shore saw that the officers had fled and saw the semaphore on the small steamer, so they dared to go to the river to pick up people.

As soon as the ferry, which could accommodate 400 people, docked, a turbulent crowd rushed over. In order to escape for their lives, no one cared about so many people. The soldiers also shot at the people, and blood spattered for a while.

The refugees who saw that they couldn't get on the boat picked up the grenades on the ground, pulled the fuse, and there was a bang, and the explosion was bloody, but soon the people behind stepped on the corpses and rushed over, which was horrible and chaotic.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

There were gendarmes with guns screaming and trying to maintain order, but they were quickly pushed into the river by the frantic flow of people. People fell into the water and splashed, and the corpses floated up.

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When the Dangguan Wharf was in chaos, in the burning city of Nanjing, Jiao Chaoming, the liaison officer, was running staggeringly through the ruins of the Daguang Road, holding a pistol in his hand, looking for Yang Ling and his troops.

"Flower Girl! Hahaha!"

There was creepy laughter on the street, and Jiao Chaoming hurriedly hid in a bombed-out house.

A group of men and women fleeing in a hurry are running wildly on the street. Behind them is a large group of Japanese soldiers who are barking their teeth and claws. They laugh wildly and keep raising their guns to shoot.

Those running men were shot through by bullets flying from behind at high speed from time to time and fell to the ground. Those women screamed and ran, trying to escape from the clutches. Those men also ran in fear and were constantly shot.

"Kill all the men! Keep the flower girl!" The ferocious Japanese officer waved his saber and smiled grimly.

The Japanese soldiers running and jumping among the ruins also showed fierce faces, like a cat playing with a mouse, showing joking expressions, and shot and killed the men among the people.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

A small detachment of Japanese troops suddenly emerged from the ruins and blocked the way of the fleeing civilians. They were blocked on the street by two Japanese troops.

When Jiao Chaoming, the liaison officer hiding in the ruins, saw this scene, his heart ached. He was alone, but there were thirty or forty devils, so he didn't dare to go out.

Facing the Japanese soldiers blocking them from both sides, these panic-stricken people were filled with fear in their hearts. Looking at the hideous and ugly faces of those Japanese soldiers, the women's faces were as white as paper and their bodies as chaff.

"We are common people, please spare us, please forgive us." The men did not have the courage to fight against the Japanese army with live ammunition, so they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Haha, Chinese people, soft bones." Seeing this scene, the Japanese officer laughed mockingly.

Those Japanese soldiers with guns also laughed, and their sharp laughter echoed in the scorched-earthed streets and alleys, like the screams of ghosts, which made people feel terrified.

"Hand over the woman and lead us the way, and I can spare your lives." The Japanese officer ordered in broken Chinese.

The men kowtowed and said, "No, no, you can lead the way. Please don't hurt these women."

When the Japanese army officer heard this, he immediately became angry, and ordered the soldiers behind him: "Bring out the women, and kill all the men!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The clear gunshots rang out, and the men who were still kowtow were shot to death one by one on the spot, blood spattered, and the women screamed in fright, hugging each other and crying loudly in fear.

Seeing these women huddling together, the Japanese soldiers all showed lustful faces, arousing their desires and rushing to them, tearing their clothes.

The liaison officer Jiao Chaoming saw those women being thrown to the ground, and he was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his pistol and fired at the unsuspecting Japanese soldiers.

"Bang—bang—bang—" Jiao Chaoming pulled the trigger continuously, and several Japanese soldiers who had just taken off their pants were shot to the ground immediately, blood flying.

The sudden change made the Japanese army ignore those women, and hurried to grab the gun and lie down.

"Run! Run!" Jiao Chaoming shouted at the women while shooting.

"Baga! Road!" The Japanese officer grinned angrily when he found that there was only one Chinese soldier among the ruins, blood spattering his face.

Body 3 Chapter [-] The Chief Who Runs Away

The howling bullets embedded into the wall, and the smoke and dust splashed everywhere. The Japanese army rushed towards Jiao Chaoming's hiding place like an enraged beast.

Jiao Chaoming backed away while shooting, while yelling for the women to run away.