The Japanese attack did not stop, and the troops went straight to Nanjing, and the city of Nanjing was already overcrowded.
There are displaced people begging on the streets, and local people in Nanjing are also talking a lot. Soldiers with guns and ammunition are constantly running through the streets, and military police are patrolling everywhere. They are to collect the broken soldiers who have entered Nanjing. Reorganized and ready to fight again.
At this time, in an inn, Qian Chuan'er was clasping hands in vain. Next to him were Shang Zhen and the others, and opposite him was the innkeeper.
Xiehu Lazhang is from Northeastern dialect. No one in Northeastern dialect can figure out which word is used for that pronunciation. Anyway, it means exaggeration.
"I said, shopkeeper, you are still guarding your little family business. Run away for your life. Haven't you heard that there is a rumor outside that the people in the city are running for their lives?" Qian Chuan'er has been saying this for a while. , don’t talk about it, the saliva is flying, but it is also extremely exaggerated.
The shopkeeper listened to the string of money being bluffed, and only Nuonuo responded.
Facing so many soldiers with guns and ammunition, and each of them even held more than one gun, what could he say?
Yes, now among Shang Zhen and others, those with the fewest guns have two, and those with more have three.
These three guns are box guns, flower machine guns and Japanese Type 38 rifles.
The bullets for the box firecracker mechanism are universal, but Shang Zhen and the others have used up very few bullets. They haven't gotten new supplies yet, but they must not throw away the guns.
And if there are no bullets in the box of firecrackers, how can they not have weapons in their hands that can fight? So the Type 38 rifle became a must-have option again.
Chinese people since ancient times! There is a saying that soldiers and bandits are a family.
Although this is the city of Nanjing, facing Shang Zhen and others who looked like soldiers coming off the battlefield, especially Hou Kanshan, who looked ferocious and ferocious, the experienced shopkeeper was secretly frightened. We can only deal with it carefully.
"I told you, shopkeeper, you can't hum all the time. Don't think I'm joking. Look at our brother." What Qian Chuan'er said, he stretched out his hand and pulled Hou Kanshan over.
Of course Hou Kanshan knew what Qian Chuan'er was going to do, so he smiled cooperatively.
It's just his smile, what can I say?
To say that it is light enough for ten people to look at Ban La Yue is enough. To put it bluntly, anyone who looks at Hou Kanshan's face will have a feeling of horror. His smile is uglier than crying!
It was said that when Hou Kanshan didn't have dentures, he would smile with a wide-open sinus, but now when he smiles, he reveals two big gold teeth.
The big gold tooth was really pure gold, and it was brilliant, but just such a brilliant gold tooth inlaid in his mouth gave people the feeling of being like a dog with a dog's tail.
"Look at our brother's face, he was beaten by the Japanese!
You have been in the capital, and you have no idea how inhuman that little Japanese devil is.
They killed people and burned down houses. Old ladies in their 70s and 80s and little girls in their 89s were all harmed by them.
You still dare to stay here, I bet that if the little Japs break into Nanjing and don’t rape, burn, kill, loot and plunder, then they are not little Japs! "
Qian Chuan'er used Hou Kanshan as a witness to testify, which made the shopkeeper's face change, at least in Qian Chuan'er's view.
"It's a great honor for you, sirs, to come to this shop. Please take a rest in the shop for now. I'll get you some food. I think it's already been hard work fighting the Japanese." The shopkeeper saw the string of money in front of him. He still wanted to continue talking, but he said it very clearly after all.
Huh? This shopkeeper is very discerning!
At this moment, Shang Zhen and all of them reached such a consensus in their hearts.
"However, there are more customers in the small shop now. Let me go and gather those customers so that we can make a big room for the bosses and officers!" The shopkeeper continued.
"Then you really have to blame the shopkeeper!" Qian Chuan'er said happily.
But at this moment, Hou Kanshan said again: "Since the shopkeeper has this intention, please ask the shopkeeper to find a private room for our two officers!"
Um? Hou Kaishan's words not only stunned the shopkeeper, but also Shang Zhen and the others. There were only three of them, and they were all wearing tattered soldiers' uniforms. Who could Can you tell which one of them is the chief?
"Why bother the shopkeeper to get a single room? We can just sleep in a big store." Shang Zhen said.
But before waiting for the shopkeeper's answer, Hou Kanshan said again: "How is that possible? Although we only have about thirty people now, the person you are talking to now is our leader!"
Leader? How dare you brag! Shang Zhen thought to himself, which one between me and Mr. Wang looks like the leader?
But before Shang Zhen could say anything else, the shopkeeper said wisely: "Okay, okay, please wait a moment, bosses, I'll go clean up the people."
After the shopkeeper said this, he hurriedly slipped out of the door.
"Why do you want a single room? It's already great if you can get a big bunk bed. How long has it been since you slept on a bed?" Shang Zhen complained to Hou Kanshan.
Yes, it had been a long time since Shang Zhen and the others had slept in a bed. Ever since they entered the Songhu battlefield, they had been sleeping in the open air and camping in the wild.
And now they finally entered Nanjing City. Although Nanjing City was not very safe in the eyes of veterans like Shang Zhen, after all, the city wall was so thick and there were tens of thousands of defenders. They always needed to take a rest.
According to the habits of Northeastern people, it is of course best to sleep on a heated bed, but that has undoubtedly become a luxury.
As for being the leader of their group, Shang Zhen wanted to enjoy the treatment of a superior and have a single room with Mr. Wang, but he never thought about it!
Since Shang Zhen was talking to Hou Kanshan, he was naturally looking at Hou Kanshan, but he saw Hou Kanshan wink at him, and then glanced behind them.
Um? Shang Zhen realized the profound meaning of Hou Kanshan's glance.
He just glanced behind them and suddenly realized that there was still a person standing behind them.
This time, He Xiangcai, Fan Tuantuan and Qiao Xiong came back with them, but they also came back with a woman, and that woman was none other than Xu Hongxia, dressed as a police officer.
Shang Zhen was helpless.
He is not a child now, what does he not understand? So he said nothing else.
It's just that they waited in the inn room for a long time, but they didn't see the shopkeeper come back. Old Mao Wang said angrily: "Little Dusty, show me what the shopkeeper is doing?"
The little dustpan went out of the house after hearing the sound. After a while, he came back and said, "I didn't see the shopkeeper, nor did I see him cleaning the guests in the house."
"Huh?" At this moment, Shang Zhen felt something was wrong.
But just when Shang Zhen wanted to express his inner thoughts, they heard the shopkeeper's voice coming from outside the house: "Those people are in this room!"
What is this word? Shang Zhen and the others were in a daze again.
But then they heard a loud voice coming from outside the house: "Where did these stragglers come from? How dare they make trouble in Nanjing City and see if I don't deal with them?!"
