Another day.
The sound of artillery outside Nanjing City or the explosion sound of the Japanese army hitting the walls of Nanjing can be clearly heard. Who would have thought that Nanjing City would be besieged by the Japanese army!
The Chinese defenders felt unprecedented pressure and were building barricades everywhere.
In a dilapidated warehouse, there was a group of stragglers whose mouths were still busy.
And in the midst of everyone's discussion, someone suddenly said loudly, it was Hu Zhuzhu: "Let me tell you, our group was not good at playing the piano before, but this time we are playing the piano with great vigor."
It is said that Hu Zhuzi is wrong nine times out of ten times, so he is often robbed by others.
But if you want to say Tiger Pillar, then Tiger Pillar is Tiger Pillar. He was robbed by others. Although sometimes he would be like that quarreling cock, blushing and yelling with others, but when he felt that what others said was reasonable, he would remain silent. Silence.
It's just that this time, as soon as Hu Zhuzi said these words, no one came to compete with him, and everyone else was speechless.
Yes, the zither is getting stronger this time, or some people are getting stronger.
So it is self-evident who is the most powerful person. Everyone has a strong balance in their hearts.
Then Mr. Wang's face became unhappy, but he had nothing to say.
In the end, it was Hou Kanshan who broke the silence, just because he discovered Wang Laomao's embarrassment.
"If you ask me, get more explosives. When the little Japs enter the city, we'll blow them up with explosives!" Hou Kanshan said.
In fact, Hou Kanshan was just looking for something to say, and was trying to change the subject in good faith for Mr. Wang, but who would have thought that someone would take him seriously.
"I think it will work. Let's put more grenades on it, just like when we were young, we saved the gunpowder for small firecrackers to make big firecrackers, which will blow you up!" It was Bai Zhan who agreed.
As Mr. Wang said, Bai Zhan is just a bunch of code names for the thin man in front of him. As for his real name, it doesn't matter.
In fact, what Mr. Wang said that day has another meaning, that is, no matter what your name is, you will die if you go to the battlefield, so it doesn't matter what your name is.
Although some people will leave their names in history and be remembered by future generations, the vast majority of Chinese soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country still have no names.
Although Shang Zhen and others suspected that Bai Zhan was a thief, there was no doubt that Bai Zhan had seen the big world when he was a child. In today's China, it can be said that those who played with firecrackers as children were either the young masters of landlords, wealthy families, or capitalists. Young Master.
And after Bai Zhan was "taken in" by Shang Zhen and the others, he immediately became lively.
He is essentially a man of the world. Regardless of whether he is a thief, a showman, or simply a salesman of the powerful pill, this does not prevent him from being familiar with everyone.
"Uncle Wang, do you think what I said is right?" Bai Zhan, who also understood what was going on, took the initiative to ask Mr. Wang.
But he never thought that this time his flattery would end up on the horse's hooves.
"Fuck your grandma!" Wang Lao Mao, who was choked by Hu Zhuzi's words and was full of displeasure, finally found an outlet, so he opened his mouth and cursed, "No matter how powerful your fried rice is, it's still useless! There are little devils falling from the sky, and the explosives fired from the cannon are powerful?
The gunpowder in the firecrackers was fine, and it was okay to shoot a pheasant, rabbit or something like that. The little devils used explosives, which were yellow, and they called them TNT!
You still have to fight with people in street battles, and when they fire cannons, they fire up a cannon. As soon as a tank or truck rushes in, one cannon can destroy your house! "
There was no doubt that what Mr. Wang said was correct, and coupled with the authority he had established among the soldiers, everyone remained silent. Therefore, Bai Zhan, who was full of embarrassment, could only smile.
The Chinese army is playing at home, and the Japanese army is playing away.
According to the consistent style of the Japanese army, they do not care about the life and death of the Chinese people, so they can use various heavy weapons and even chemical weapons such as poison gas bombs.
But what does the Chinese army have? The newspaper said that just a few days ago, there was a fierce battle between the Chinese Air Force and the Japanese Air Force.
Reading the newspaper, it was said that the fighting was quite fierce in the first few days, but then there was no news. Mr. Wang estimated that the Chinese air force was almost exhausted by the Japanese army.
Old Mao Wang's scolding made the soldiers even more speechless, and there was a hint of solemnity in the air.
In the corner of the warehouse, Chu Tian sat together with the female student who had already pretended to be a female soldier.
The female student had never seen such a scene among the soldiers. Her face turned pale and her fingers were tangled together, showing the tension in her heart.
Chu Tian wanted to stretch out his big hand to comfort his sweetheart, but he didn't reach out after all.
Just because Hu Zhuzi said just now that some of them are playing the zither with great vigor these days, is he still going to play the zither now?
And to say that the only one among these people who is not affected by Mr. Wang is Ju Hongxia.
Orange Hongxia, who was sitting beside Wang Lao Mao, stared at Wang Lao Mao with her eyes shining brightly.
In front of other people, Ju Hongxia never concealed her admiration for Mr. Wang. Her affectionate eyes seemed to say, look at this old man I am looking for, he is so mighty, so brave, and so domineering. leak!
The sound of cannons was still faintly coming from all directions, as if they were about to overturn the ancient city of Nanjing.
What Mr. Wang didn't know was that at this time, in a position outside Nanjing City, there were more than a dozen Chinese officers and soldiers lying sparsely in the trenches.
And they were surrounded by the corpses of their companions, and the entire company of officers and soldiers now only fought so many people.
Now that they have run out of bullets, the flanking positions have been occupied by the Japanese army, and the most terrible thing is that the Japanese army also knows that they do not have many bullets.
So what to do? What they had just done was to connect the remaining grenade leads with a rope, and then they quietly watched the Japanese troops coming up from all around.
After a while, when the Japanese army walked up to the position with guns, there was a sudden explosion, which was like a circular mine array. When the smoke of the explosion dissipated, both the invaders and the resisting invaders fell to the ground. On the battlefield.
"I thought I heard something when the cannon stopped just now. What was that sound?" Xiao Dustpan whispered on a water tower not far from Guanghua Gate.
Shang Zhen shook his head. He didn't understand what the explosion was about.
Shang Zhen raised his telescope and tried to look towards the place where the explosion occurred, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything. The city wall blocked his sight.
It was too late for Shang Zhen to figure out the city of Nanjing. By this time, he already felt that the situation was not good.
He told his soldiers to take it one step at a time, and that was his opinion. In fact, he also imagined various possibilities for the development of the war situation.
From the current point of view, it would be best to escape from Nanjing City, but the worst thing would be for them to stay in Nanjing City and end up having a street fight with the Japanese army.
Shang Zhen did not want to engage in street fighting with the Japanese army. The few guns and ammunition they had in their hands might be gone after two hours of fighting.
Besides, Shang Zhen could think of the most important thing in street fighting is grenades. After all, whoever appears on the street will be shot, but the explosives in their hands are really limited.
The reason why Shang Zhen kept Bai Zhan in his group was because he felt that if Bai Zhan was really a thief, he should be familiar with the terrain of Nanjing City.
Not to mention that they used the terrain to deal with the Japanese army, it would be great if they could rely on Bai Zhan's familiarity with the terrain and the city to get out of trouble.
But at this point, regrets no longer meant anything, and Shang Zhen could only focus on the present.
Because of this, he climbed up the water tower with a small dustpan.
Water towers are always very tall because drinking water needs to be transported to surrounding areas.
It's just that the top of the water tower has been blown up beyond recognition by Japanese aircraft, so the defenders did not set up a lookout post here.
Shang Zhen took advantage of this opportunity and climbed up to the water tower, hoping to find a way out of the city.
Looking at the clouds of black smoke rising from the city wall in front, they are Japanese artillery fire.
This was the first time that Shang Zhen saw the Japanese army using such violent artillery fire.
Although the city wall of Nanjing is very strong, Shang Zhen even doubted that if the Japanese army did not consider the consumption of ammunition, the city wall of Nanjing would probably be blown down!
It's not a good idea to wait for the opportunity to get out of trouble like this, Shang Zhen racked his brains thinking.
Just when the Japanese bombardment stopped, Shang Zhen suddenly had a new idea, so he waved his hand to call the small dustpan over and gave instructions in a low voice.
After listening to Shang Zhen's instructions, Xiao Dustpan got off the water tower and ran back, while Shang Zhen still held up his binoculars to observe the battle ahead.
