The train stops at the nearest train station to downtown Shanghai and returns to Nanjing. But the soldiers needed to keep moving until they got into their intended combat positions.

After seven or eight hours of jolting on their train, they entered the war zone.

As the soldiers sat on the train, they could already hear the rumbling of the cannons clearly. It was the Japanese naval artillery that bombarded the positions of the Nationalist troops in the Shanghai area on the river.

At this time, the city of Shanghai was already full of ruins, and the street fighting between the Japanese army and the national army hardly stopped for a moment. Hundreds of thousands of people have gathered in the area, fighting fiercely for every neighborhood, even every house.

Further on, the sound of artillery became more intense. The train they arrived on arrived in the evening at the county seat of Songjiang. It was the terminus of the train, and the tracks had been destroyed by the Japanese air force and were impassable.

"Get out of the car, march on foot, and enter the Jing'an area of Shanghai to fight!!" Han Xianyuan, the commander of the 524th regiment, shouted as he walked in the narrow aisle of the train.

The soldiers of the third battalion also brought their own equipment and marching backpacks and assembled at the railway station.

Han Xianyuan summoned the battalion commanders of each battalion, and then sent two maps by themselves. One is a map of the Jing'an area, and the other is a map of the Shanghai area.

Qin Chuan took the map and heard a faint explosion in the distance. He was even in the air, smelling the smoke of gunpowder.

"Listen to the battalion commanders, our task now is to rush to the Jing'an area overnight to replace the Sichuan army brothers who are holding out there. They've been fighting there for a week, they've been suffering heavy casualties, and we have to get there before dawn to take over their lines! Did you hear me clearly? Han Xianyuan pointed to the map and shouted.

"Hear me clearly!!" Several battalion commanders stood up and shouted.

"Take the troops and follow the regimental guard company! If there are deserters, shoot them on the spot! Han Xianyuan said in a stern tone.

Qin Chuan knew that this was not a scare to scare people, so he escaped from the battle, he really wanted to eat a gun.

Immediately after this very simple meeting, the commanders of the battalions returned to their units, took their soldiers and began to follow the guard company into the darkness of the night.

For fear of being discovered and bombed by the Japanese air force, they did not even dare to light their torches when they marched. Only a few soldiers in the front, with flashlights in their hands, crossed the fields and paddy fields, and kept moving towards the predetermined area.

There were many recruits in the third battalion of Qinchuan, and they were all marching at this time, while whispering to the veterans next to them about some things on the battlefield.

"After arriving on the battlefield, when I heard the cannon sound of the little devil, I said nothing in vain, so I quickly found a place to hide." As he walked, Liuzi said to the recruits, "Do you remember the anti-shelling posture that I taught you before?" Don't lie straight on the ground with your arms and legs supporting you.

Otherwise, the shock wave of the little devil's cannonball can shock this group of recruits to death. It's just that you didn't die at that time, your internal organs were shattered, and you were going to vomit black blood and die in a few days. ”

Listening to what Liuzi said, the recruits' eyes were full of fear. But in addition to fear, there is also a slight expectation of the battlefield.

The ignorant are fearless, and those who have the expectation of war are those who have not really experienced war.

Qin Chuan knew that the moment these soldiers saw the sea of corpses and blood, they would lose all their expectations and curiosity about the battlefield.

Because that's the purgatory on earth, and they need to survive in it, and no one likes purgatory, especially when you're still in it.

"Nameless, can you keep up with the troops?" Walking past Nameless, who was carrying a sniper's special equipment, Qin Chuan asked.

Nameless said lightly: "I can keep up, I used to hunt, and I would climb a lot of mountains with my father." With that, she tightened the strap on her body, and continued to stride forward with her somewhat thin body, carrying her battle backpack. It's like going on a difficult hunt.

Qin Chuan lifted his German-style helmet, and then shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Follow closely, and deal with those who lose them as deserters!" ”

"Camp, what about the deserters?" Someone shouted in the darkness behind.

Qin Chuan said: "That's a good question, the people of the team will officially tell you with the middle in their hands!" ”

"Eat guns!" The soldier, I asked.

Qin Chuan scolded with a smile: "If you don't invite you to eat guns, do you still invite you to eat hairy crabs in Yangcheng Lake!" ”

Such a relaxed and pleasant marching atmosphere slowly disappeared when a missed naval artillery shell of the Japanese army fell behind a leading regiment in front.

The shell of the naval cannon is said to have directly killed the regiment commander who was walking in front of the team, more than 30 soldiers around him, and dozens of soldiers were injured.

The violent explosion occurred at a distance of one kilometer from the three battalions, and the large-caliber shells fired by the naval guns could feel the terrible impact of the explosion from a kilometer away.

After the explosion of the shell of the main gun of the Japanese battleship, the recruits in the team, who had been talking, began to become silent. On the contrary, the veterans began to talk more.

Qin Chuan knew that the veterans were using the way of speaking to relieve the anxiety and pressure brought to them by the war. This kind of anxiety and stress, if not relieved, can even cause a person's spirit to collapse directly.

And when they passed by the area bombarded by the Japanese guns and saw the severed arms and stumps scattered all over the place, the recruits became dumb. Some even lay on the side of the road and began to vomit incessantly.

The veterans strode by, laughing at the sight of the recruits. Watching the recruits get out of the way is the greatest pleasure for these veterans on the battlefield, and it is also the only pleasure.

The veterinarian is still kind, even if the Japanese army kills Xiaobao, who treats him as a son, they still don't turn him into a "villain", and he will even gently pat the back of those recruits to calm their emotions.

In the second half of the night, after several hours of continuous marching, they finally arrived in the city of Shanghai. However, there was still some distance from Jing'an, where they were going to change guards, and they needed to cross the Suzhou Creek to reach the Jing'an area.

And on the north bank of Suzhou Creek, there is a place of brilliant lights. It was the only place in Shanghai that would not be affected by the war.

"That's the Anglo-American Public Concession, where foreign devils live. The little devils didn't dare to offend them easily, so they listed it as an unattackable area. Qin Chuan looked at the neon-lit French Concession and said to the six sons next to him.