And at this time, a Japanese army rushed over from the dock in the distance. It was the other squads pursued by the Japanese squadron, but their squadron leader, Kuroiwa Sakatsu, had already been killed by Qin Chuan.

These Japanese soldiers, who had been running wildly for dozens of minutes to reach the wharf, only saw the steamboat offshore, and when they arrived at the shore, they picked up their rifles and started shooting.

But because of the violent running, they couldn't even breathe, let alone shoot accurately with their rifles. And as the speed of the steamboat continued to increase, the distance between them became farther and farther, and most of the Japanese bullets hit the water, stirring up waves one after another.

They successfully entered the Yangtze River channel, and then followed the Yangtze River and began to drive in the direction of Nanjing.

It is still hundreds of miles away from the city of Nanjing, and their steamboat will definitely not be able to reach it directly. Qin Chuan planned to disembark at Jiangyin, where he would take a train to join the main force of the 88th Division, which was going to Nanjing to rest.

They traveled smoothly on the Yangtze River for a whole morning. Because the speed of the steamboat is relatively slow, it will take some time for them to reach Jiangyin.

After Lu Chengshuang arrived on the boat, he slept alone in the corner. It wasn't until noon that I slowly woke up.

"Doctor Lu, thank you for saving Xiao Wu." Qin Chuan looked at Lu Chengshuang, who had just woken up.

Lu Chengshuang smiled and said, "It's a good effort, but you have to escort me to Nanjing." ”

Qin Chuan said: "We will take the train to Nanjing in Jiangyin, and our 88th Division has already set off to rest and replenish our troops there." ”

Lu Chengshuang said: "A few of your wounded here, when they arrive in Nanjing City, they have to be sent to a big hospital for good treatment." Otherwise, they may have sequelae, and the medical conditions on the battlefield are so poor that they need to be better treated. ”

Qin Chuan smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid that those big hospitals won't be used by us low-level soldiers." ”

There were too many wounded soldiers on the battlefield in Songhu, and the big hospitals in Nanjing City were not originally for these low-level soldiers. Therefore, it is reasonable for Qin Chuan to say this.

He just hoped that when they arrived in Nanjing, their company would be able to replenish some fighters, and then Xiao Wu and a few other wounded would be able to get some medicine and a ward where they could rest.

As a result, Lu Chengshuang said: "Leave this matter to me." I know some friends in the hospital in Nanjing, and I should be able to arrange some beds for them. ”

Qin Chuan looked the girl in front of him up and down, and felt that Lu Chengshuang's identity was probably not just as simple as a medical student at Fudan University. But since Lu Chengshuang didn't want to say more, it was inconvenient for him to ask more.

Far away from the Songhu battlefield, the soldiers on the ship were in good spirits at this time, and they all had smiles on their faces. A few soldiers even made their own fishing nets, hoping to catch some fish from the Yangtze River to open meat.

Qin Chuan thought that this was an outing, and he drove a boat with a group of friends on the Yangtze River, enjoying the charming scenery on both sides of the river. Someone fishes, someone makes a barbecue on the boat, and then sings about life in a loud voice while drinking beer.

It's a pity that in this era, such comfort is destined not to belong to their soldiers, and it doesn't even belong to every ordinary person in the middle of the war.

The sun was still blazing in August, and at noon the soldiers were mostly shirtless, sitting on the deck basking in the sun. The cool breeze on the river blew, and these soldiers, who had just struggled out of the line of life and death, began to shout loudly at the river.

But at this time, Qin Chuan suddenly heard a roar.

The sound was familiar to him, the roar of an airplane engine.

Sure enough, he looked up to the east and saw a group of small black dots.

"It's the fighter jet that took off from the little devil aircraft carrier from that direction." Qin Chuan shouted, "Everyone, pay attention to concealment, the little devil's plane is coming." ”

With that, he began to pull the steamboat toward the shore.

It was a fighter plane taking off from a Japanese aircraft carrier, patrolling the river at this time, bombarding the ferries on the river.

Because at this time, the Kuomintang was still increasing its troops on the Songhu battlefield, and the troops drawn from the north needed to reach the south bank of the Yangtze River by ferry, so the Japanese army used its air force superiority to constantly patrol the Yangtze River, and once it found a ferry, whether it was military or civilian, it would all be sunk.

But before Qin Chuan's ships approached the shore, the Japanese fighter group had already flown over.

A Japanese fighter plane at the head was the first to spot the Qinchuan steamboat, and then it quickly lowered its altitude and began to dive close to the river.

"Da !!"

When they were close to the river at a height of more than 10 meters, the Japanese fighters began to strafe their steamboat in Qinchuan. The heavy machine guns mounted on the sides of the wings immediately caused waves on the water, and then quickly approached their steamboat.

"Dangdangdang!!

The bullets from the two heavy machine guns had already hit the iron sheet of the steamboat in the blink of an eye, and two strings of small holes were directly punched in it.

A soldier was not well hidden, and was directly shot through the thigh by a heavy machine gun bullet, and blood immediately gushed out.

"Grandma's!!" A soldier roared angrily and began to shoot at the Japanese fighter with the flower trap in his hand.

But how could his submachine gun bullets shoot down Japanese fighters? The other soldiers also began to shoot with the flower traps in their hands, but in vain, the bullets flew into the air and could not hit the Japanese planes at all.

The Japanese pilot obviously didn't intend to let go of Qin Chuan's steamboat easily, so he turned around in the air and began to fly high into the clouds.

"Gone?" Seeing that the Japanese plane disappeared into the clouds, Zhang Changshan couldn't help but ask.

Qin Chuan shook his head and said, "No, eighty percent is planning to swoop." ”

With that, he took the AK47 rifle out of the system.

In fact, he wanted to buy individual anti-aircraft missiles from the system, but his level was insufficient, and the weapons he could buy at this time were only the most basic automatic rifles.

Then, ignoring everyone's somewhat surprised gazes, he lay directly on his back on the deck of the steamboat.

"Buzz !!"

Like the sound of swarms of flies flying in my ears, the sound of the engine of the Japanese fighter became more and more harsh.

Every soldier knew that the Japanese fighter was about to start attacking them again.