Chapter 21: Where has humanity gone?

"Brother Wen, Brother Wen has breakfast."

Zhang Ziwen was called by Ma Xiaobao at six o'clock in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, it was not yet dawn, but yesterday Zhang Ziwen had already said that he would rush to Zhenjiang today, and he would leave early and arrive early.

After breakfast, the whole army marched at a normal speed instead of dragging its feet like yesterday, Ma Xiaobao took the second platoon to reconnoiter in front, although it was impossible for the Japanese army to fight so fast, but it was still prudent to be sure.

Zhang Ziwen continued to think about how to get Wu Yongqing's batch of Hanyangzao and old sleeves to the brothers, otherwise there were more than 20 people empty-handed, and when they arrived in Zhenjiang, it was impossible for Ma Qi and them to come over with the original weapons, and the ammunition caliber was completely different.

Zhang Ziwen pondered for a long time and found that there was nothing to exchange with this dead fat man, so he made it clear to him first and then talked about the conditions, and decided to talk to Wu Fat Man when he was resting.

The carriage could not go on the small road, only the main road, and on the way to the west, more and more people could be seen fleeing to the west.

It was almost eleven o'clock at noon, Zhang Ziwen, who was sitting in the car, saw several planes flying from the west.

"Covert, air strikes."

Zhang Ziwen jumped out of the car and lay on the side of the road, the plane had already begun to dive, and more than a dozen ordinary people were still standing on the road, looking at the soldiers lying down at a loss.

"Get down"

Zhang Ziwen shouted at them, a few of them were lying on the road, and a dozen or so people were still stupidly looking at the people around them, not understanding what was going on.

"Dada"

The plane's machine guns swept the road with bursts of blood and mist, and when they saw their relatives who had been hit, several people panicked even more and ran on the road in a panic.

"Mother~"

A half-grown girl lay on top of her loved one and wailed, and the plane circled as if preparing for another dive. Seeing this, Zhang Ziwen immediately rushed to the field on the side of the road, and waited for the plane to climb before raising her head, and the little girl continued to cry there. Zhang Ziwen looked at the sky, and the plane passed westward before he got up.

"Zhang Qing looks at the wounds of the brothers"

Zhang Ziwen arranged for Ma Xiaobao to check on the brothers and walked to the little girl by himself.

A fist-sized hole, the little girl's mother was hit in the abdomen, and now only the blood is still hot. The plane passed, and several villagers lying on the ground still lay on the ground and never got up again, and there were seven or eight corpses across the road.

Looking at the little girl Zhang Ziwen was helpless, he checked the villagers lying on the ground, and several people were not injured, but they were lying on the ground with their heads in their hands and refused to get up.

"The plane is gone, hurry up." There is no way, Zhang Ziwen can only lift it by hand.

Hearing Zhang Ziwen say that the plane was gone, he looked up at the sky, came back to his senses and saw the little girl holding her mother and crying, and shouted The second sister-in-law hurriedly rushed over.

Hearing the man's cry, the people who were lying on the ground got up one after another, and all those who survived got up and hugged their relatives and cried bitterly.

"Everyone rests, eats lunch, and Zhang Zhang takes people to the front to call the second row back."

Zhang Ziwen led people to help bury the dead villagers, and Wu Fatzi was leading people to repair his carriage, and the horses were frightened and ran and crashed into two planes.

"Where are you guys?"

Zhang Ziwen looked at the few people in front of him, and the little girl still couldn't help sobbing.

"Boss, we are from Xujia Village, and we want to go to Zhenjiang together when we heard that there is a war in Jiangyin." An old man in his forties and fifties said.

"Let's go to Zhenjiang too, follow us."

It is a handful to be able to help, but the more Zhang Ziwen thinks about it, the more unpleasant it becomes, why are there so many aircraft and cannons for devils, and he and his brothers have to fight with their lives. After lunch, Zhang Ziwen continued to Zhenjiang, sitting in the car and thinking about when the Chinese could have so many planes and so many cannons as devils, so that these devils who invaded China could also taste it.

"Report to the company commander, Platoon Commander Zhang asked me to invite you to the front."

Zhang Ziwen let the team rest in place, followed the brothers in the second row, on the way Zhang Ziwen asked what was wrong, the brother said to ask Zhang Ziwen to go to the place to see for himself, but the brother's face was not good-looking, Zhang Ziwen felt that it was not a good thing.

When he arrived at the place, Zhang Ziwen couldn't say anything, there was no living person in the whole village, the women were inserted into the lower body with bamboo poles, and the children were stabbed to death and hung on trees. A pregnant woman who was pregnant for seven or eight months had her belly opened, and her seven or eight-month-old child died before she was born, and the pregnant woman was humiliated by devils before she died, and dozens of villagers were collectively stabbed to death under the old shame tree in the village. All the women were insulted, and the teenage girls were not spared, and the men were shot en masse.

Devil No. 2 captured Danyang, and between Shanghai and Nanjing, the devil allowed his subordinates to burn and loot because of insufficient supplies, ** women. After the war, some people calculated that from Shanghai to Nanjing, the total population was less than 900,000.

"Japanese devil, Lao Tzu your ancestors."

Zhang Ziwen was speechless, only shouting to the sky, stretching out his hand to complain to the sky.

"Call all the people of the Ninth Company, and we will bury the bodies of the villagers."

Calm down, Zhang Ziwen first wanted to bury the villagers, and he couldn't let the corpses of the villagers suffer from wild dogs again.

"Old Pole and Little Treasure are already working with their brothers."

Zhang Zhang took Zhang Ziwen to the back of the village.

"Sun what, you go and ask Company Commander Wu to send a squad of brothers to reconnoitre, and you tell him that there may be Japanese troops."

Zhang Ziwen slowed down and remembered where the Japanese had gone, and they had to go forward to investigate, these four or five hundred brothers were not well equipped, and some were empty-handed, and if they encountered the Japanese army, they would all be finished.

"Yes, company commander, my name is Sun Liang." This kid is pretty good.

"Xiaobao, stop your hands, bring a dozen or so brothers with guns, let everyone give you all the bullets, and you follow the road from here to Zhenjiang to see if there are any devils."

Ma Xiaobao did not shirk, ordered ten people, and gave each brother ten bullets to investigate in the direction of Zhenjiang.

"Brothers, you have all seen that the Japanese devils not only robbed us of land and food, but also wantonly killed our compatriots, ** our sisters, if we don't resist, will our hometown be like this in the future?"

Zhang Ziwen wanted to take this opportunity to unite the army, and the tragedy in this village told him that it would not be safe to retreat to Zhenjiang, and if they couldn't fight, it was better to flee for their lives as soon as possible.

"They'll do the same to our fathers and fellow villagers, do you agree?"

Zhang Ziwen saw that no one answered, and continued.

"I don't agree, I don't agree."

Hao Shou shouted loudly, and Zhang Ziwen could see from his eyes that it was not flattery, but with murderous intent.

"Disagree, we disagree."

The brothers below also shouted, and the 613 regiment was rebuilt in less than 24 hours to regain cohesion, and this cohesion had only one goal - to kill devils.

"Since we don't agree, then we will use the guns in our hands to block them, and if we don't have guns, then we will use a hundred or ten pounds on our bodies to block them, okay?"

"OK~"

Zhang Ziwen took his brothers back to the big team, he was going to find Wu Fatzi, just now because of the noon devil plane air raid, now Zhang Ziwen not only takes a gun, but also ammunition.

"Fat Wu, is the business still negotiable?"

Zhang Ziwen looked at Wu Fatzi, in front of four or five hundred brothers, Zhang Ziwen never thought that he was so arrogant.

"Not all the time?"

Although I don't know why Zhang Ziwen has already made a deal with him, since he has done it, Zhang Ziwen naturally wants to take benefits.

"Give me all the guns you replaced, and all the 7.92 caliber ammunition." This is the benefit that Zhang Ziwen wants.

"It's a small thing, but why are you doing so much, you don't have so many people with more than sixty guns."

Wu Fatzi readily agreed, but found a problem.

"You don't have to worry about it, just give me the gun."

Zhang Ziwen nodded when he saw him, and asked the old pole to take someone to get the gun.

Wu Fatzi stared at him, making Zhang Ziwen uncomfortable, so he opened his mouth to divert Wu Fatzi's attention.

"What about ammunition and bayonets? You can't just give me a bunch of burning sticks, can you? ”

Zhang Ziwen also stared at Wu Fatzi, seeing if Wu Fatzi was comfortable or uncomfortable.

Wu Fatzi turned around and ordered a few words, and then the man took a few people to put two boxes of bullets and dozens of bayonets in front of Zhang Ziwen.

"Wu Yongqing, you are so dark, two boxes of ammunition, how many fewer deaths can we have when we break through?"

"Take it out? What to use now, how to ensure that I go to Zhenjiang. ”

Wu Fatzi seems to be a cold-blooded person, a brother in life and death, and he is not worth two boxes of ammunition.

"Hmph, tension takes things away." Zhang Ziwen shook his hand and walked back, he really didn't want to talk to this cold-blooded fat man anymore.

Zhang Ziwen distributed a box of ammunition, and the remaining box was for Ma Qi and Ma Xiaobao, who went out to investigate, and set off after resting for ten minutes, because the threat of devils still existed all the time, Zhang Ziwen ordered all the troops to march quickly.