"Da, da, da......" The devil's machine gun rang out, and a dense stream of bullets hit the broken wall where they were hiding, and a cloud of stone chips flew up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiaoshanzi, what should I do?" The soldiers all turned their eyes to Huo Xiaoshan.

Although they chose to follow Huo Xiaoshan back to Nanjing, they would not give up the weapons in their hands, but subconsciously, who didn't want to withdraw from Nanjing City? After all, the situation is here.

Huo Xiaoshan took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, and said, "Withdraw, get out of the city"

If there was only Huo Xiaoshan himself at this time, he would definitely deal with the Japanese army.

But now that the situation is like this, he still has a few brothers, and a few who are still alive need to take out none of the living ones, and now that Murong Pei has appeared by his side, then withdrawing from the city is already his only option.

Shen Chong was about to stand up, but the Japanese machine gun hit the hole in the broken wall, and the Japanese machine gun had blocked the only exit.

"Don't rush hard." Huo Xiaoshan pulled Shen Chong.

He turned to face the wall behind him, ran a few steps forward, and slammed into the wall with a "ha" sound.

In the roar, under the stunned gaze of Shen Chong and the soldiers, the wall was knocked out one by one!

Huo Xiaoshan kicked a few more feet, kicked away several layers of bricks by the gap, and said, "Don't be stunned, get out quickly." ”

Everyone drilled out one by one, the dung ball was the last to drill out, and after coming out, he didn't forget to take a look at the hug that was hit hard by Huo Xiaoshan, and the wall was a double brick.

A few people desperately passed through the ruins of the city, and went straight to the Rujiang Gate,

The gunfire of the Japanese army is vivid, and Huo Xiaoshan is racing against time.

It had been some time since the city of Nanjing was broken, and the Japanese army had begun to occupy Nanjing in an all-round way, and the pace of pursuit would never be slower than that of the retreating Chinese soldiers and civilians.

After all, Huo Xiaoshan, Shen Chong, and Murong Pei have lived in Nanjing City for a while, and they often go to the riverside, so they are still familiar with the streets around Rujiangmen.

It's closer, it's getting closer and closer to Rujiangmen.

It's just that as the city gate approached, there were more and more abandoned guns and clothes on the streets, and corpses appeared.

As they ran, they glanced at the corpses, which were mostly old, weak, sick and disabled, presumably from falling or being trampled on in the process of fleeing.

"Stop!" Huo Xiaoshan raised his hand, and his other hand was holding Murong Pei's small hand at this time.

"What's wrong? Turn another corner and you'll see the city gates! Shen Chong was puzzled.

"Hurry up and change your clothes!" Huo Xiaoshan said as he let go of Murong Pei's hand to pick up a military uniform at his feet.

The rest of the people suddenly realized that they were still wearing Japanese military uniforms, and if this was seen by any bloody Chinese soldier, they might be suddenly caught up by a Czech-style shuttle, and several people hurriedly picked up clothes and changed clothes.

"Why are there so many uniforms?" The dung balls are strange.

The military uniform he picked up was obviously too large, and the hem of the dress had already hung down to his knees, but who could care so much at this time.

"You don't need to ask, they are all afraid of death and take off their military uniforms to pretend to be ordinary people." Shen Chong was indignant.

"Alright, alright, let's go!" Huo Xiaoshan urged.

The crowd ran again, and when they turned the corner, they were stunned.

It was already getting dark, and the city gate was not far ahead, but the street in front of them was already full of corpses.

The corpses were both soldiers and civilians, people next to people, people crowded people, people pressed people, densely packed.

Apparently these people have been dead for some time, but the blood is still not dry.

If it weren't for the dense corpse, the blood flowing from the corpse would have been able to merge into a small river, because the pungent smell of blood had already overshadowed the smell of gunsmoke from gunfire!

When everyone was shocked how there could be so many dead people, Murong Pei spit out.

Huo Xiaoshan called out to Amitabha, lowered his waist and stretched out his hand to put Murong Pei on his back, and shouted, "Go on!" ”

Several soldiers woke up like a dream, and their desire to survive instantly surpassed the fear of death, and they rushed forward again, but they no longer cared whether they were men or women, comrades-in-arms or villagers.

It's just that Huo Xiaoshan and Shen Chong didn't know that among the so many corpses under their feet, among them was Zhou Liebao's - their instructor at the Central Military Academy, an anti-Japanese hero, did not die under the bullets of the Japanese army, but was trampled to death by his own compatriots on the way to retreat.

"Turn the corner, go up to the wall!" Shen Chong ran to the front, he shouted.

Turn the corner, and the city gate is ahead.

I don't know where the fire came from outside the city, the sky on the city wall is bright, and the battlements of the city wall are very distinct, but the inside of the city wall is dark.

Fortunately, thanks to the oncoming fire, they couldn't see how many corpses were on their feet.

In the dark, they stumbled, and the corpses under their feet didn't know how many layers there were, but fortunately, Murong Pei, who was not a soldier, was carried by Huo Xiaoshan.

Running closer, Huo Xiaoshan and the others saw that the city gate was blocked, and the masonry sandbags sealed the huge city gate tightly, as if it was impermeable.

At this time, everyone guessed why so many people died on this street, it seems that there was a shootout, and it was a shootout between ****.

When Huo Xiaoshan and the others ran along the trail on the inside of the city wall to the city wall, they saw in the firelight that a common man was climbing from the battlement to the other side of the wall.

The man also looked back in alarm.

He saw Huo Xiaoshan and they also climbed the city wall, maybe he was too anxious to run for his life, maybe he mistakenly thought that the people who came up behind him were Japanese devils, and when he was nervous, the hand that grabbed the rope in the panic didn't grasp it firmly, and with a bang, the person was gone, and it was obvious that he had fallen off the city wall.

"What the hell is blocking the city gate?" Shen Chong scolded as he ran.

Huo Xiaoshan didn't say anything, but Shen Chong's words were exactly what he wanted to say, why block the city gate?

Perhaps it was to prevent the Japanese from attacking from the river, or perhaps to prevent the defenders from retreating.

But the situation in front of the eyes is that no gunfire has been heard outside the city, and it is obvious that the Japanese army has not yet fought from the river, and the city gate has been blocked but not the retreat of the defenders.

By this time they had already run to the battlements, and saw that all the battlements of the city wall were stuck with things, including flat poles, wooden squares, and even bundles of grenades.

It was evident that the city gate was blocked, and that the soldiers and civilians of the city had tied ropes and mattresses to these things stuck in the battlements, and that man had just gone down the city wall along such ropes.

When they were also following the ropes and mattresses down the city, in the firelight outside the city, they had already seen many figures heading towards the river.

They finally caught up with the last group of soldiers and civilians who had withdrawn from Nanjing, but the Japanese army was already very close. (To be continued.) )