After Zhao Zilong returned and couldn't find Zhang Long and the others, he quietly sneaked back to the original place where he broke through.

Along the way, he saw a small group of devils passing by, all with guns, shouting about arresting the soldiers and so on.

His heart tensed and accelerated forward, but when he went to the vicinity there, he found that Wang Zhong, Camp Commander Zhou and others were also gone.

The bodies of several devils were left at the scene.

He guessed that when everyone broke through, those devils didn't have time to deal with it in order to catch up.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zilong followed the traces left by those battles all the way.

On the way, when he heard that some of the soldiers in the group of devils passing by said that he had caught some soldiers, his heart suddenly tightened. I didn't know if it was Zhang Long's team, or Wang Zhong or Camp Commander Zhou's people, so I couldn't help but worry in my heart.

He wanted to catch a devil and ask, but because he saw that those devils were all in groups, he had to give up.

In the north of the city, in a residential area with a radius of about two or three kilometers, he turned back and forth a few times and did not find any brothers in the national army, and he was even more anxious.

"Huh?"

When Zhao Zilong walked near a half-collapsed two-room building, he immediately raised his eyebrows when he saw something written on the wall facing north.

After seeing that there was no one around, he quickly ran over.

By the light of the moon, he could clearly see the number '262' written in stone on a wall tile.

Zhao Zilong's eyes immediately lit up. This is the mark they had negotiated on the wall before breaking out. ''262' is the number of their regiment.

However, although he saw the marks left, he didn't know whether it was Wang Zhong or Camp Commander Zhou's team that left them.

After identifying it again, he saw that the mark was in the direction of the north wall of the city, and thought that it should be those brothers of the national army who went to that temple.

Because of the discovery, Zhao Zilong's heart was a little more stable. He sensed the surroundings and found that the movement in the vicinity gradually decreased, thinking that it was dark, and the devil gradually reduced his actions.

So, Zhao Zilong sensed the movement around him, looked for those marks, and walked in the direction of Shogunate Mountain.

He walked two or three kilometers, on the wall, on the roadside stones, and even on the telephone poles, and saw the mark, so that even if he didn't look for it intentionally, he would see it.

At first, he complained a little in his heart, in the end, that brother of the national army was so careless, so he would be discovered by the devil.

But then it occurred to me that based on this number alone, the devil didn't understand anything.

It's just that later, he was a little worried that if this mark would stay near that temple, then it might be tracked by the devils.

In the end, when Zhao Zilong bypassed the team of many devils all the way, and after walking for two hours, when he came to the vicinity of the Shangyuanmen city wall, he didn't see any more marks, so he was relieved.

It's about ten o'clock in the evening, and the waning moon is in the sky.

Zhao Zilong first hid in a house and observed the surrounding environment. He saw the walls in the distance, many of which had been blown open by artillery fire.

There were no devil guards there, and there was no sound, it was quiet, so Zhao Zilong easily went out of the city.

Looking at a long hazy mountain range in the distance to the north, Zhao Zilong walked for more than two hours, and finally came to a remote and deserted outskirts.

At night, he saw a slightly dilapidated temple in the distance.

When he got closer, he saw that the temple was not large, and there were three rooms and a large garden behind it.

Zhao Zilong remembered that Lang Tie said that they would meet here, so he first climbed over the wall and went into the garden to find out if everyone was there, and this big garden was about seven or eight acres in size, with all kinds of weeds, and some pomegranate trees, peach trees and other fruit trees were planted, and there were also a few small vegetable fields.

It's just that he looked carefully a few times, but he didn't find anyone there.

Suddenly, Zhao Zilong heard that someone seemed to be talking in the temple, and immediately quietly approached.

When he came to the side door, he leaned close to the door, poked his head out carefully, and under the oil lamp, he saw a middle-aged monk chanting scriptures in the temple.

After sensing that there was no one else, Zhao Zilong walked in gently.

"Master!" Zhao Zilong screamed softly.

The middle-aged monk was taken aback when he opened his eyes and saw Zhao Zilong, and immediately stood up to run.

"Master! Don't be afraid, I'm Chinese. Zhao Zilong hurriedly grabbed the other party with one hand and explained.

"You, you are Chinese?" The round-faced middle-aged monk stared at Zhao Zilong in disbelief.

"That's right. Didn't you listen to me and speak Chinese? Zhao Zilong nodded and asked rhetorically.

"Then why are you wearing such a military uniform?" The middle-aged monk pointed at Zhao Zilong.

"Oh? That's what you say? Zhao Zilong saw that he was still wearing that khaki devil uniform.

"Master! I escaped from Nanjing City by pretending to be a devil. Zhao Zilong explained, and said: "I am a Chinese soldier. ”

"Then which division are you from?"

"I'm from the 88th Regiment of the 262nd Division."

"Donor! What's your last name? The middle-aged monk looked at Zhao Zilong for a while, and then asked.

"My surname is Zhao." Zhao Zilong was a little stunned, but still replied.

"May I ask if your name is Zhao Zilong?" The middle-aged monk's eyes lit up and he asked again.

"That's right." Zhao Zilong nodded.

The middle-aged monk immediately folded his palms and said with a smile: "Master Zhao!" Your people have arrived. ”

"They're coming?" Zhao Zilong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Where are they?" How many people are there? Can you take me to meet them? ”

The middle-aged monk did not answer, but immediately ran out of the main gate to take a look. Then he came back and said, "Master Zhao! Please wait here for a moment, and I will call them out. ”

Although Zhao Zilong was a little surprised, he didn't say anything, just nodded.

When the monk walked into the back of the temple, Zhao Zilong immediately followed quietly and found that the other party had passed through the house behind him and walked towards the big garden.

After sensing that there was no abnormality in the distance, he was relieved, so he couldn't help but be cautious about the middle-aged monk's work, praised it, and walked back to the place where he was to wait.

About half an hour later, the middle-aged monk brought two people out, and Zhao Zilong fixed his eyes and saw that it was Wang Zhong and Lang Tie.

"Brother!" Wang Zhong happily ran over and gave a bear hug.

"Brother Zhao!" Lang Tie also smiled.

"Brother Wang! Where are you hiding? Why can't I find it? Zhao Zilong nodded with them and asked.

"We're hiding in a hole in the garden, and of course you won't find it." Wang Zhong smiled, and then he raised his eyebrows: "Brother! Are you alone? Zhang Long, what about them? ”

"I got separated from them." Zhao Zilong lowered his eyebrows, pursed his mouth, and briefly explained the situation at that time.

"Hmm. Hopefully they'll be okay and find here. After hearing this, Wang Zhong said with a somewhat solemn face.

(End of chapter)