Chapter 5 Sacrifice - The Responsibility of the Times

In Shanghai, the gang forces are so powerful, no, it should not be said to be powerful, but it should be said to be pervasive. Where and what to do, it seems that they can't get out of the way.

This is a swarm of flies and bugs, which are too much to kill, and they can't be killed; If you don't kill, you'll buzz around you, and you'll be annoyed to death. Shen Chen threw down the cigarette butt with some irritability and crushed it with his foot.

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Winters in Shanghai are wet and cold, and snow is rare. Looking at the yellow leaves on the trees all the way, it seems that they are falling very quickly. A few days ago, it was still green, yellow, green and yellow, but suddenly a cold wind hit, and after a few light rains, and the cold wind, I only saw the bare branches pointing straight to the sky.

In the bleak cold wind, the devil soldiers wearing steel helmets and fully armed were walking proudly on the streets of Shanghai Tang.

Immediately after the Japanese occupation of Shanghai, Japanese Prime Minister Fumima Konoe claimed that he wanted to place the public concession under the jurisdiction of the Japanese army. Neville Chamberlain, then Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, reacted immediately, and in response to questions from the British Parliament, he explicitly declared that the administration of the Shanghai Concession would not be sabotaged by Japan, a member of the Concession.

Obviously, the Japanese did not intend to completely turn against Britain and the United States now, but under the pretext of moving and taking over Hongkou, they passed through the concession by force. In fact, the Japanese called it a triumphal procession, in order to show off their force and exert pressure on the authorities in the public concession.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, more than 6,000 Japanese troops, including infantry, cavalry, artillery, engineers, and baggage, set out from Zhongshan Road in western Huxi, passing through Jisifeier Road, Yuyuan Road, Haige Road, Foch Road, Aidoya Road, Yuqiaqing Road, Nanjing Road, and the Bund, and finally crossed the Baidu Bridge to Hongkou.

The Japanese devils were so proud, they stared at each other, loaded their guns, and swaggered, assuming a posture of victory, as if the world was already theirs. The brigade of Japanese overseas Chinese, holding the sun flag, followed the team and shouted wildly. There were also five Japanese planes flying at low altitudes in the air to strengthen the arrogance of the Japanese army.

In order to cope with this situation, the Ministry of Industry and Bureau mobilized a large number of patrols and arrests, and sent people to give full warning to the sections of the road where the Japanese troops were scheduled to pass, prohibiting the passage of vehicles, and preventing idle people from staying on the roads and in the vicinity.

At this time, Shen Chen was dressed in uniform, and together with Ding Huaiyuan, Wu Laoliu and others, patrolled around Nanjing Road and Zhejiang Road to maintain order.

The Japanese deserve to die, the vicious and ugly soldiers, the fanatical shouting expatriate, this should be the crime committed by the whole nation.

Shen Chen saw it, thought about it, and realized it, but there was nothing abnormal in his expression and actions, and he seemed to be working dutifully. In this historical record of this armed parade, this is called the Concession Patrol to provide cover for the Japanese army.

When to act and in what way, Shen Chen naturally has his own professional considerations. Although he felt that he might not die in the true sense, he would not make senseless and reckless actions and make sacrifices easily.

But Shen Chen's ability to calm down does not mean that others can also plan and act before making a move, and correctly assess their own abilities.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with that. Watching the devils trample on their homeland, slaughter their compatriots, and show off their might, no one with a conscience will give in and become a slave. Fighting with blood and life may be the only option.

The crowd on the side of the street was crowded, blocked by patrols, and could not get close to the high-spirited devil soldiers in the middle of the road. But this is not an impregnable wall after all, and there will always be opportunities to take advantage of it.

A young man did not retreat with the flow of people, or hide in the alley next to him, but squeezed forward with all his might.

It's close, it's close! Through pedestrians and patrols, the young man has been able to see the ghost soldiers on the avenue clearly, and he has also come to the end of his life. A Japanese patrol spotted the young man who was behaving abnormally, shouted loudly, and pulled out a pistol. The young man did not flinch, and with a sharp wave of his arm, he threw a grenade at the aggressor.

"Boom!" There was an explosion, and in the firelight and gunsmoke, the devil soldiers were in chaos. The frightened citizens did not know what was happening, shouting, crowding, and running.

The young man had just finished throwing a grenade when the Japanese catcher had already opened fire on him. After being shot twice, he did not leave any bold words, and fell on the land of the motherland.

The devil is extremely demoralized, and the parade showing off his force is met with a heroic counterattack, which is a shameful thing in any case. The Japanese brigade immediately stopped advancing, all the infantry immediately loaded their bayonets and prepared for battle, and the cavalry behind the palace also rushed forward, together with about 30 Japanese infantrymen, to search and set up defenses around the place of the accident.

The Concession Police Bureau also dispatched a large number of patrols and arrests, deploying guards at the east and west ends of the accident site, and even customers shopping in shops were temporarily prohibited from entering and leaving.

Subsequently, the Japanese carried away two seriously wounded soldiers and one lightly wounded, and left about 70 officers and soldiers to garrison the accident site, and the brigade continued to advance as originally planned.

The patrol room was also like a great enemy, and the police were dispatched, the vigilance was strengthened, and the injured Ying and Hua were sent to the hospital.

Why? So sloppy and impulsive, and did not deal a heavy blow, paying for such a young life?

Shen Chen narrowed his eyes and looked towards the place where the accident occurred.

Sun Jinghao, an ordinary Chinese youth, was covered with a white cloth at this time, lying quietly on the side of the street. He didn't have the idea of being a hero, but in line with his hatred for the Japanese devils, he thought that even if he sacrificed himself, he was just taking a step first, and he would not be able to live up to the responsibilities given by this era.

Sloppy and impulsive? When Shen Chen saw a few Hua Yu's eyes, he finally understood how biased the judgment he had made, and also understood the thoughts and meanings of the heroic sacrifice of the young man he didn't know the name.

It doesn't matter if you succeed or fail, and there doesn't have to be a commensurate price for sacrifice, but that heart, that kind of act of resistance, must show the indomitable spirit of resisting aggression.

Whether strong or weak, when all the unyielding are fused together, they will become an invincible whole. And to achieve victory, it is necessary to make every fiber and every cell in the body full of bitter hatred for devils, and fight at all costs.

Let's go, hero!

Shen Chen turned his gaze away, but prayed for him in his heart. At the same time, he sensed that the skills and experiences that had brought him misfortune and boredom in his past life that he thought he were going to forget were now given a new meaning.

Show your sharp teeth so that the devil can read the language of the strong. It's not that the arrogant Japanese don't respect others, it just doesn't respect the weak. Just like a tiger, it will only stop if it steps on a bamboo stick.

And killing, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, the key is the principle of purpose and behavior. In other words, it is a tool, and if you use it to do evil, it is a weapon of evil. If you use it for a noble cause, you will naturally be called a force for justice.

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