Suddenly, there was a fierce gunfire outside ......the city. After a while, countless shells of "Boom Boom Boom Boom ......" tore through the dark night, dragging their red tails, and landed on the positions of the national army, shaking the heavens and the earth. Residents of the city ran out of their houses in panic.

The moon in the sky darkened suddenly, and she felt as if she had come to another world, and she stood motionless under a big camphor tree, not knowing where to find Xiao Jian. Nanjing is so big, so tall house. Much prettier than a house in the country. Unfortunately, many houses were blown up. Some houses were on fire, and the citizens were carrying water to extinguish the fire, and the whole Nanjing was in chaos.

Xiao Jian is an instructor of the gendarmerie, and when the devil comes, he will not lie in the house and sleep. He must be fighting the enemy. She knew that Xiao Jian wanted to be a soldier since he was a child, fighting on the battlefield with a gun. At this moment, how much she hoped to meet Xiao Jian here, he would definitely be surprised to see her. He had no idea that he would come all the way to him. She wanted to surprise him, she was now Xiao Jian's official wife. The family had already held a wedding for him, and on the day of the wedding, there was only the bride and no groom. Still, Umeko is happy. In the countryside, as long as the girl passes through the door, she is the daughter-in-law of the Long family.

The sound of gunfire came from outside the city. Mei Zi had a flash of inspiration: Xiao Jian must be fighting the devil outside the city. She knew that Xiao Jian had dreamed of being a hero since he was a child, and if it was the most dangerous there, he would appear there. Meizi thought, he must be outside the city!

She trusts her feelings. The gunfire was the most intense there, and that was where Xiao Jian appeared. Umeko has forgotten about her danger.

"Da Da Da ......" she only heard the fierce gunfire there. And she drilled into it. Meizi came to Zhonghua Gate, and she was going out of the city.

"Don't go out! There's a war going on out there and you don't want to live anymore? The two guards guarding the city gate blocked Meizi's way at once.

"Let me out! I'm looking for someone! Meizi said loudly: "You are afraid of little devils, I am not afraid!" Get out of the way! ”

"Who are you looking for?"

"My man's name is Xiao Jian, he is the instructor here, teaching everyone to fight devils, I am here to find him!"

"I'm a recruit, I've only been in the army for two days, I don't know!"

"That's good! Let me out, he's fighting outside, I'm going to find him! ”

The guard at the gate looked at Meizi's clothes as a rural old man, "Uncle, you don't want to die." Don't make a mess here, go back if you want to live! ”

Before Meizi could react to the elimination of the national army, she rose into the air like a bird and flew over the sentry post and over the Guanghua Gate. Meizi is a master of light skills, her father raised her as a boy since she was a child, her real name is Mei Ruonan, and her nickname is Meizi. Everyone in the family likes to call her plum. The martial arts taught to her were all according to the man's requirements. Fortunately, Meizi is a natural martial arts material, and it is not difficult to learn. She soon came to the battlefield outside Guanghua Gate. This is the last line of defense outside the city. If the devils break through this line of defense, only the last line of defense of Guanghua Gate will remain, and once Guanghua Gate is breached, it means that Nanjing will fall into the hands of the Japanese.

In the bright moonlight, she was stunned, and what appeared in front of Meizi's eyes were countless corpses in military uniforms, both national and Japanese. Some lie on their backs, some fall asleep on their sides, and some lie on the ground. The night was late and tired, and they seemed to be sleeping, quietly. Meizi knew in her heart that the lives of these young soldiers of the national army were asleep forever. They are fighting for their country, and they are respected soldiers. The little devil died on Chinese soil from Japan, and he died innocently.

Umeko had never seen so many corpses, the air was filled with blood, wild dogs were flying among the corpses, and the surroundings were very quiet. In his hometown, someone died, put it in a coffin, and he didn't dare to see the last side of the deceased. She felt the horror coming from the deceased, and she was afraid to sleep at night.

At this moment, she is not afraid at all, they are her idols.

Meizi walked slowly in the pile of corpses, looking at her miserable faces in the moonlight, very sad. At this moment, she was most afraid of seeing the face she was familiar with. Bodhisattva forbid, he will not be here.

Suddenly, she heard a slight cry of pain coming from the pile of corpses not far away, and she involuntarily walked over to see a baby face, the moon shone on his still childish face full of blood, his eyes were wide open, he was still nostalgic for this world full of war and blood, his mouth was full of blood, as if he wanted to say something. Meizi did not hesitate to wipe the blood from his face and mouth with her own clothes, and she finally heard his voice clearly: "Brother, I am from Nanjing, my name is Zhang Fu, and I just joined the army. I'm ......" he struggled to continue, but his voice was too small to hear, and his hands were still shaking with difficulty. After a while, Zhang Fu was motionless, his two eyes were wide open and he looked up at the silver basin-like moon in the sky, he didn't finish his words, and he swallowed his breath.

Umeko pulled out a crumpled piece of letter from his jacket pocket, and in the moonlight, she recognized the words on it. I saw that the letter wrote: Dear parents, grandparents, if I am killed in battle, don't be sad, I am fighting for the country, and my death is worth it. Devils are wolves, only kill them. To fight a war is to die, do not grieve. Forgive my son for not being filial!

The payment is your grandson: Zhang Fu. November 28, 1937.

Meizi took Zhang Fu's last words, and an inexplicable hatred struck her whole body.

"Who are you?" A faint voice came from behind Meizi.