Chapter 272: Crossing the River

Phew!

Wang Ma Gong and Yang Zongman were half-shrunk in the river and shot at the Japanese soldiers, and their ammunition was running out.

In the current situation, they knew that there was no point in persevering, but they still persisted, constantly looking into the distance, selectively skimming the hell on the dock, from time to time there were shells, bullets exploding in the crowd, killing the refugees who had nowhere to escape.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan!"

Niu Pimple suddenly screamed, pointing in the direction of the Rujiangmen position, Lu Yuan rushed over covered in blood, fortunately he remembered to take off the camouflaged Japanese military uniform, otherwise it is estimated that he would be shot by the desperate soldiers at the first time.

"Deserter, here we are!"

Wang Ma Pole Big Dog Bear roared, and then saw Lu Yuan rushing over, screaming: "Go, why don't you go, wait for death?" โ€

"You didn't come, we won't leave!"

Yang Zongman grinned with yellow teeth and said, "But now, we can go......"

There are too many people on the dock, and none of them can save them.

"Fight, fight, hold on!"

As soon as he wanted to leave, Lu Yuan heard a roar in the distance, it was Xiao Shanling, and the only remaining gendarmes pushed him onto the wooden platoon, but this stubborn guy jumped down like crazy again, trembling and even almost shot the guy who pushed himself onto the boat.

"Let's go, the Japanese army is coming over soon, I can't resist it!"

Lu Yuan rushed over, pressed Xiao Shanling into the icy river water to calm him down, and then roared sharply.

"You can go, I can't, I am the current supreme governor of this Nanjing City, and there are so many people here!"

Xiao Shanling's face was full of rivers rolling down, and his pathetic appearance simply broke the hearts of all those who saw his expression, and many soldiers cried with a whimper, and there were at least 100,000 refugees on the dock, wailing in despair.

"With so many people here waiting to die, how can I go?" Xiao Shan ordered, and there were many tears in the water stains on his face.

"You are alive and worth more than you are dead - at least you have a chance to avenge these people!"

Lu Yuan smiled and said: "Tell you a good news, King Jiuyan of Chaoxiang Palace, Lao Tzu stabbed him to death - like killing a dog!" โ€

"What? It's true! โ€

Xiao Shanling instantly became excited, although they didn't know much about the Japanese army, but the fact that Chaoxiang Gongjiu was a royal family was definitely known, as soon as he heard that a Japanese royal family was killed in Nanjing, he was suddenly crazy with joy.

"Well, can we go now? The little devil killed so many of us, at least we made the little devil pay enough price! "It's a long way to go.

"I'm not leaving, you can go......"

Xiao Shanling said with a smile: "I have made up my mind, and I will live and die with Nanjing-but I can hear this good news before I am martyred, and I can close my eyes when I die......" Before he finished speaking, he fell headlong into the river.

"Damn, the brains, huh? Can't understand people? โ€

The big bear scolded with the butt of his gun, with a smug face, being able to smash a commander-level officer so openly is not a chance for a small soldier like him.

"Take him away!"

Lu Yuan signaled to a few gendarmes who were about to rush over and beat up the big bear, and asked them to take Xiao Shanling across the river, and then grabbed the loudspeaker and yelled at all the soldiers on the shore: "The big army of little devils is coming, let's all find a way to escape, there is no chance......"

Before the words fell, countless Japanese soldiers poured out from the direction of the city, from the mountains everywhere, each with a strip of white cloth on their shoulders and a strip of white cloth on their heads, screaming and pouring down, in the air, dozens of nearly 100 fighters plunged down from the clouds, shells fell in strings, and machine guns began to strafe like a rainstorm.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to wait for him here!"

On the north bank, a large number of refugees who crossed the river gathered by the river, pulling up the refugees who were lucky enough to swim across the river from the river, Long Yun stood stubbornly on the shore, refusing to leave, looking at the north bank blankly, looking forward to the appearance of the familiar figure.

"What should I do if I can't persuade you?"

Ma Yunshan, Ren Haifang, Xu Yun and others were at a loss, Cai Kaile stomped his feet in a hurry, but the lone wolf limped to Long Yun's back, with a look of eagerness.

"How dare you try to knock me out again!"

Long Yun's sword-like eyes turned his head suddenly, and the frightened lone wolf monster screamed and fell into the river, crying and waving his hand again and again, indicating that he didn't want to do anything.

Dark clouds of warplanes swooped down from the clouds, countless shells exploded on the shore, in the river, and the north bank was not spared, and countless refugees were killed and swept to death by machine guns.

"Let's go, if you don't leave, you won't have a chance!"

In the artillery fire in the sky, everyone could no longer let Long Yun's temperament come to him, and dragged Long Yun away.

Long Yun was stubborn to the extreme, but he was by no means an unreasonable person, and finally followed everyone to leave the shore first, waiting for the bombardment of the Japanese army, and then making plans after the artillery fire, watching those fighters bombing the crowd unscrupulously, shooting at the refugees in the river, watching the Yangtze River being stained red with blood and water, and floating corpses for dozens of miles, but he could only grit his teeth with hatred but had no choice.

Those boats were blown up in pieces of the river, swept down, completely cut off the remaining refugees on the dock, the thought of the routs crossing the river by boat, countless Japanese troops rushed over, directly began to massacre, machine guns, rifles, all the fire began to strafe wildly.

Hordes of refugees drove into the river like ducks, shot and died. โ–ณโ‰งโ–ณโ‰ง๏ผŒ

Shimonoseki Wharf became a slaughterhouse for the refugees, not only the Japanese troops on the shore were frantically slaughtering, but also the refugees in the river were also nearly 100 fighter planes frantically dropping bombs and strafing, and the Japanese army was almost desperate to kill everyone.

"Hold on, don't stop, don't stop!"

In the icy river, Lu Yuan desperately dragged the big bear with the injured arm, while yelling at Yang Zongman, the cow bump beside him, they discarded all the ammunition and weapons on their bodies, all the things that could add weight to them, and now, they just wanted to cross the river alive.

The river was cold, and the countless refugees around were dying under the constant strafing of the warplanes and machine guns, and the river was blood-red, making them feel like they were swimming in a blood-red dye vat.

"One day, I will let these little devils taste the power of Lao Tzu's fighters!"

Lu Yuan roared loudly, and Yang Zongman laughed wildly, thinking of such a scene, they even felt that their bodies were a little warmer, and the big bear was hitting Lu Yuan: "Give you the fighter, will you drive it?" Do you have oil? โ€

They swam towards the north bank in the rain of bullets, kept bickering so that they would not freeze to death and sink to the bottom of the river, and persevered, countless times they thought that they would drown in the blood-red water, or be shot by warplanes, but finally, they stepped on the ground on the north bank.