"Team Leader Yamamoto, you're late." A cold voice came from the shadows.

Then came a tall, thin man wearing a round hat.

As soon as Shiro Yamamoto looked at it, he immediately straightened up, bowed his head and replied, "Lieutenant Thin Tiger!" I was chased by the Shina army just now, so I was late. ”

The thin tiger took off the round hat, and while pulling it out, he glared at the other party obliquely, and sneered: "What's wrong? You're an Imperial agent! How can you be hunted down? ”

"Lieutenant Skinny Tiger! The man who pursued me was very powerful, and both of my men were killed by him. ”

Thinking of this, Shiro Yamamoto said angrily: "If it weren't for him, we could have killed that Shina officer." ”

Seeing the thin tiger raise his eyebrows and be suspicious, Shiro Yamamoto told the whole thing.

After hearing this, Slender Tiger's face was dark, and he muttered, "Is there really such a powerful soldier?" ”

But then, he suddenly remembered that Takehito had said that he had killed the Great Bear's Shina.

"I'd like to think for a moment, is he three-headed and six-armed?" Skinny Tiger suddenly became excited.

Shiro Yamamoto couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and after a while, he asked, "Lieutenant Thin Tiger!" When do you connect with the shadow? ”

Thin Tiger shook his head: "Don't worry, the above has arranged for us to meet tomorrow, you can get me something to eat first." ”

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When Zhao Zilong and everyone returned to Xinjiekou, he saw that the small building where he had fought fiercely with the devil agents was blocked off by the military police, and there were some people watching the excitement around him.

At the entrance of Xinjiekou Hospital, a group of armed gendarmes stood in front of the hospital, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

"Captain, are you back?" Chen Jun, who was still standing guard, saw Deng Chao coming back and immediately saluted.

"Where's Senior Sun?" Deng Chao nodded and asked.

"The military department sent two trucks to escort the departure, but the division commander left one and said that he was waiting for this Zhao brother." Chen Jun pointed at Zhao Zilong.

"Wait for me?" Zhao Zilong pointed to his nose and asked with some surprise.

"Yes." Chen Jun nodded, and then said, "Your two brothers are waiting for you inside, you can go in." ”

When Zhao Zilong entered the gate, he saw that there were many people in the originally quiet compound, and the voices were noisy.

Most of the people here are Nationalist soldiers wearing gray-blue cotton uniforms, but most of them are wounded.

More than a dozen makeshift bed frames were placed in the courtyard, on which lay wounded Nationalist soldiers who could not move, but most of them could only sit or lie on the clothed floor.

Except for the national army, the few remaining people were doctors and nurses dressed in white hexagrams, who shuttled through the crowd, coming and going, and kept busy.

Zhao Zilong's eyes swept over, and at a glance, he saw the nurse with two long braids on the left side of the courtyard.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, Li Xiaoling suddenly raised her head, and through the crowd, she saw the man with mud and dust on his face and blood stains on his military uniform.

She blinked, revealing a row of white teeth, and then continued to bow her head to clean the wounded man's wound.

Zhao Zilong was slightly stunned, a little distracted.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Brother Zhao!"

At this moment, two cries sounded in the distance on the right side of the courtyard.

Zhao Zilong turned around and saw Zhang Long and Zhang Hu coming over.

"Why are so many people here?" Zhao Zilong greeted him and asked.

"The devils have suddenly arrived at Guanghuamen, these are all retreats from the position of the Engineer School, the brothers of the 87th Brigade of the 260th Division." Zhang Long replied.

Zhao Zilong was startled, and suddenly remembered that it was recorded in history that the devil began to approach Nanjing City on December 9 and launched an attack on Guanghuamen, Yuhuatai and other positions.

As soon as he thought of Yuhuatai, his face changed, and he shouted: "Let's hurry back to Zhonghua Gate." ”

"Okay." Zhang Long nodded, and said, "The truck at the door was specially left by the division seat to send us back." ”

Glancing back at the busy shadow in the distance, Zhao Zilong, Zhang Long and Zhang Hu walked out of the gate of the hospital.

"Xiaoling, that Brother Zhao of yours is gone." Li Xiaoling gently pressed Li Xiaoling's back with her elbow.

"Yes, Xiaoling, aren't you going to give it away?" Another student nurse chuckled.

"Hey! If you say it again, Xiaoling's face is like an apple. Another student nurse quipped.

"Go, go, are you very idle?" Li Xiaoling immediately put on a flushed pretty face, ignored these classmates, and walked away with the tray containing medical utensils.

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Sitting in the back compartment of the truck with everyone, Zhao Zilong faintly heard the sound of explosions coming from the city.

I saw that the streets were much more lively than in the morning, and among the people who came and went, from time to time there were groups of national troops passing by quickly.

Looking at the hurried figures of those warriors, he knew that the battle was raging outside the city gates.

Riding in the car together, there were also several national soldiers such as Wu Yang who were also injured and returned to the battlefield after simple treatment.

"Brother Zhao! Attaboy. Wu Yang gave Zhao Zilong a thumbs up.

That Camp Commander Zhou also cast an appreciative look at him.

They were treated in the hospital, and when they heard the gunshots, they learned that Commander Sun Jian was assassinated by the enemy, and it was Zhao Zilong who saved the other party and went to pursue the enemy.

Zhao Zilong glanced at the two of them, but his mouth was pulled, and he turned his head to look at the other side.

The truck happened to pass by the National Central College, where Zhao Zilong saw several military vehicles quickly leaving the temporary exit of the wall.

And when he saw the blacksmith shop, he immediately remembered that the middle-aged blacksmith had promised to help make two treasure knives.

Now that you have money, let's take it tomorrow and give it to each other. Zhao Zilong touched his backpack.

He now has a hundred oceans on him, which is a reward from the military department, brought to him by Sun Jian's chief of staff.

"Brother Zhao, there was some misunderstanding between us before. Don't worry. Wu Yang thought that Zhao Zilong was still worried about the conflict with him in the hospital, and said again.

"It's fine!" Zhao Zilong just shook his head slightly.

Seeing Zhao Zilong's reticency, Wu Yang didn't say anything anymore.

As they got closer to the city gate, the guns became louder and louder, and everyone listened to them, their faces tightened and their mouths tightened.

The truck walked for half an hour and came to a stop at Zhonghua Gate.

When everyone got out of the car and walked to the positions on both sides, Wu Yang suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Brother Zhao, you have to hold your position, don't lose the competition." ”

Zhao Zilong paused, turned to look at the other party, and continued to walk forward.

"Our 262nd Regiment will definitely win you." Zhang Hu replied unconvinced.

It was noon and the sun was shining.

In the morning, because of some fog and Zhao Zilong rushed to find Li Xiaoling, he didn't look at the surrounding environment much.

In addition to the tall city wall and the urn city, there is a wide avenue that is the most conspicuous.

This avenue paved with stone and blue bricks extends all the way to Zhonghua Gate, then extends from the door hole to the outside of the city, through the wooden bridge over the moat, and then south to Yuhuatai.

"Hmm!" Zhao Zilong's brows couldn't help frowning.

Because, he saw that from the direction of Yuhuatai, there were gray-blue figures walking along this avenue towards Zhonghua Gate.

"Why are so many brothers withdrawn?" Zhang Hu exclaimed.