Xiao Jian stuck two guns in his waist and strode towards Nanjing. Along the way, all the people I met were panicked citizens who had fled from the city. They all looked at him strangely. Along the way, he only saw the citizens and national soldiers who had escaped, and none of them walked back like him. Nanjing has been lost, the city gates are wide open, and devils are pouring into the city like a tide. Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties and the current national capital, had a population of more than 1 million before the war, and by December, the population had dropped to 500,000. The Nationalist troops in the city fled, and those who did not escape became prisoners of the Japanese army. When the citizens of the city saw that the national army was gone, they had lost the protection of the national army, and they all pinned their hopes on the Japanese army, hoping that the Japanese army would treat them well, they were tired of the encirclement, they were tired of the bombing, and they were tired of the war. In the encirclement of the Japanese army and the counter-encirclement of the national army, Nanjing was bombed by the Japanese army hundreds of times, and the red high-rise buildings in Nanjing were dyed black by the smoke of war. Tall red buildings have been blown down, and the beautiful red roofs are gone. The bustling streets were deserted, and the citizens of the city prayed countless times in their hearts for the Japanese army to extinguish the flames of war. Without the resistance of the Nationalist army, Nanjing should be quiet and peaceful. When the Japanese army first entered the city, some citizens even shouted for the Japanese army to enter the city, and some citizens even hung up the Japanese flag outside their businesses.

Xiao Jian took off his military uniform and hid his pistol. Restore the original appearance of the owner of the arms business. Go boldly to your own home. His biggest concern was that he was pregnant with his seven-month-old wife. He was going to be a father, and his father, who was far away in the United States, even thought of his grandson's name. Preparing to go back to China to see my future grandson. He himself is also eager to be a father. Since the Japanese army attacked Nanjing, he knew that Nanjing was entangled by the devil of war. The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband. He resolutely signed up for the army. He was an expert in weapons, and in the contest with the Japanese army, he made many meritorious contributions and became a combat hero. In just 20 days of military service, he was promoted from a soldier to the commander of an independent company of the national army. However, the situation of the war took a turn for the worse, Chiang Kai-shek gave a retreat order, hundreds of thousands of Nationalist troops retreated in an orderly manner, and suffered heavy losses, the Japanese army pursued the victory, and a large number of Nationalist troops were captured and shot, which made him realize that the Nationalist army was so unbearable in front of the Japanese army. He was heartbroken! The image of the national army in his heart suddenly fell to the bottom. China is a weak country, repeatedly bullied by foreign powers, he is a hot-blooded man, and he has dreamed of serving the country as a soldier since he was a child. However, his father was adamantly opposed to him joining the army.

Since the Japanese army attacked Nanjing, he resolutely abandoned his arms business for many years and signed up for the national army.

Now that the Nationalist army has withdrawn, Nanjing has become an isolated city to be slaughtered. The citizen has lost his umbrella, he is the only male in the family, and he wants to hold up the blue sky in his family. Today, she worries her seven-month-old wife and elderly mother. His father urged him to send his mother to the United States many times, but his mother refused. Her mother was born and raised in Nanjing, and she loved her homeland. I like to nurture this piece of hot land under my feet. He is the son of Nanjing, but also the son of his mother, he also loves the beautiful land of Nanjing, and he decided to stay.

Along the way, there were devils with guns and bayonets everywhere, and he had to hide in Tibet. He was stunned by what he saw. The streets and alleys of Nanjing are littered with dead bodies. There were old people, there were children, men and women. From Zhonghua Gate to his house, a road paved with ashlar stone was stained red with blood. It's human blood! The citizens of Nanjing suddenly despaired. It turned out that they were looking forward to the end of the war, and they were ushering in the devil who wanted their lives.

The devils not only killed people, but also set fires everywhere, black smoke billowed over Nanjing, and countless houses were burning. Xiao Jian came to his door through the smoke of gunpowder, looking at his home, the wooden house made of blue bricks, the crimson wooden door, tightly closed, even the golden lion dog he fed was gone. Every day, his mother liked to sit on the wooden chair on the stone steps in front of the house, watching her little garden, and now, there was no shadow of his mother in the small garden, and a sense of foreboding came to him