The originally noisy crowd outside the horse was as quiet as a cemetery, and Zhang Cheng, who was tired, couldn't help but look down at his watch, it would already be past four o'clock in the morning, although it was December, but Zhang Cheng knew that it would be about 6 o'clock in the morning, and the sky would be bright. www.biquge.info Tomorrow is December 13th, which is the day of the destruction of Nanjing, and after dawn, all the suffering will come to the civilians and the defeated soldiers in the city.

The refugees who refused to leave the horse were silent, and although Zhang Cheng, who was standing on the sandbag, was anxious, he still looked around the crowd in front of him quietly. Shaking his head, Zhang Cheng, who was a little disheartened, was about to get down from the sandbag, but suddenly heard a voice from the crowd, "Count Lao Tzu as one, but let's say okay first, give Lao Tzu a full meal first, don't wait for Lao Tzu to die, and be a starving ghost." With the help of the campfire outside the horse, Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes at the man who was walking towards him from the crowd.

Although the person who spoke was wearing a short placket, Zhang Cheng could see that the other party was a soldier, and it would not be as simple as an ordinary soldier. "This is the brother you are talking about?" The visitor didn't talk to Zhang Cheng much, just looked at the big cow standing under the sandbag, and there were words in his mouth. "Look at the body, it's really a loss not to be a soldier, and it will definitely be a good material to be a machine gunner."

There was already a person who took the initiative to stand up, Zhang Cheng was overjoyed, he thought that someone would take the lead, and more people should come forward soon. It's a pity that this is just Zhang Cheng's wishful thinking, including the man in the short shirt, Zhang Cheng and the three of them stood stupidly in front of the sandbag fortifications for a while, but they never took the initiative to stand up and say that they wanted to follow Zhang Cheng to resist the Japanese army. Zhang Cheng was very disappointed, and at the same time very depressed, thinking that with a wave of his arms, there should be a large number of men who would follow him to fight the Japanese army, but what he didn't expect was that he still overestimated people's fear of death.

Looking around at the crowd in front of him again, the disheartened Zhang Cheng jumped down from the sandbag, and left the safe area with the man in the short shirt who claimed to be surnamed Niu and the big cow, there were only more than 2 hours left before dawn, and he wanted to take advantage of this time to rest for a while.

"Big brother, since you left, I have recruited dozens of able-bodied refugees from the security zone. As you instructed, I asked them to dig down to a depth of 5 meters, and then dig diagonally towards the location of the photo studio at the corner of the street, and at their speed, it is estimated that in another day, the tunnel will be able to dig up to the sewer next to the photo studio. Song Hu, who was walking in front, opened the door to the basement, and the two went down the ladder to the basement, and a huge hole appeared in front of Zhang Cheng's eyes.

"Why haven't you seen anyone carrying soil from the inside?" Squatting at the entrance of the dark cave and looking inside for a while, Zhang Cheng was very surprised when he heard a sound coming from the cave but did not see a human figure. In Zhang Cheng's understanding, there will be a lot of floating soil when digging a hole, why did he wait here for a long time, and he only heard the sound of digging in the hole, but did not see the floating soil transported out of the hole?

Zhang Cheng's question made Song Hu laugh very arrogantly, "When the shaft was first excavated, there was soil transported out, but when the people below began to dig horizontally and expand the working face, they found that they accidentally dug through the soil layer between the dry well in the backyard. Now all the excavated floating soil in the cave has only been hoisted out of the dry well in the backyard, and there is no soil being transported here, and we will use the necessary camouflage here later. ”

Listening to Song Hu's answer, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be overjoyed, the entrance to the cave here and the dry well in the backyard meant that the hole under his feet suddenly had two entrances, which was very good. "No matter what, there must be a support frame in the hole, I don't want to be buried alive in the collapsed hole and can't get out." After going to the backyard with Song Hu to see the floating soil that had been hoisted, Zhang Cheng was very satisfied with the progress of the excavation of the hole.

There are sewers in the city of Nanjing, which Zhang Cheng heard from the old Nanjing people in later generations, Zhang Cheng not only got the sewer pipe network drawings of Nanjing, but also personally took Song Hu into the sewer to see. The burrow was connected to the sewer, not only to facilitate the free entry and exit of armed men to the safe zone, but also to allow the young women in the safe zone to escape in the burrow when the Japanese army was conducting a large-scale search of the safe zone.

Zhang Cheng took the trouble to make all the preparations he thought he could, but these were just his wishful thinking, and everything could not be verified until the Japanese army really broke through the city. Zhang Cheng had some expectations, looking forward to his preparations being verified, but at the same time, he was a little worried, worried that the preparations he had made were still not enough, after all, there were too many refugees in the safe zone.

When Zhang Cheng was awakened, the sky had already appeared white, reaching out and rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Zhang Cheng couldn't remember how he fell asleep. Zhang Cheng hadn't finished breakfast yet, and the big cow who was already ready to go came in from outside.

There is destined to be a fierce battle today, so Zhang Cheng doesn't want Da Niu to follow him, but no matter how he persuades, Da Niu, who has a stubborn temperament, just shakes his head. "Da Niu, it's okay if you have to, but let's talk about it first, when I say I want you to come back, no matter what the situation is, you must come back here immediately, even if it's just you." Da Niu didn't understand what Zhang Cheng meant at all, so he only heard Zhang Cheng promise to follow him, so he nodded happily and agreed.

"Big brother, it's a good day today." Song Hu, who hurried to see him off, tried to change the topic so that the slightly depressing atmosphere was a little better, but his words made Zhang Cheng's brows furrow even tighter. Indeed, today's weather is very good, but unfortunately the weather with good visibility is also a good time for the Japanese army to attack the city, and today is December 13th, and the city of Nanjing was broken by the Japanese army in a few days.

"Captain, these brothers were all summoned by me on the improvisation, but the weapons are not enough, and most of them are empty-handed." The man surnamed Niu, who volunteered to follow Zhang Cheng to fight the Japanese army last night, had already been waiting outside the safety zone, and there were more than 50 people squatting or standing behind him. When Zhang Cheng heard this, he looked at the crowd behind the man surnamed Niu, and most of the people who were looked around by Zhang Cheng were rout soldiers wearing shabby military uniforms, and many of them were only left with shabby military uniforms, and the weapons were long gone.

"Don't worry, there are a lot of weapons in the city, as long as you find the right place, there are weapons for them to use." After looking around at these people, Zhang Cheng lightly replied to the man surnamed Niu, and then turned around and whispered to Song Hu. "Song Hu, there may be a lot of routs of the national army running to the security zone today, remember the countermeasures we discussed last night, whether it is a wounded soldier or a rout with a gun, we can't let them enter the safe zone, I'm afraid that the civilians we are sheltering now have already mixed with the Japanese spies, we can't give the Japanese army an excuse and reason to search the security zone."

Zhang Cheng's advice made Song Hu nod his head, "Big brother, don't worry, I know what to do." According to what you said, I have already sent people to the printing house to make a lot of small maps of Nanjing, and I have also marked the route from the safe zone to Rujiangmen, as long as there are routs coming to us, someone will send those maps to the routs, guiding them to Rujiangmen to walk down the gate and cross the river. ”

Waving goodbye to Song Hu and the others who came to see them off, Zhang Cheng took the man surnamed Niu into an alley, and several black-shirted men who had been waiting here immediately opened the two gates at the entrance of the alley, and two trucks that had been painted black drove out of it. Zhang Cheng, who climbed into the carriage, threw out a few bundles of clothes from the carriage vigorously, and then shouted at the routs behind the man surnamed Niu, "Give you five minutes to change your clothes, and burn the military uniforms on the spot. ”

Five minutes later, regardless of whether the clothes fit well or not, the routs standing by the truck all changed into dark cotton clothes and pants, although the cotton clothes and cotton pants were thinner, but they were still better than the single clothes and pants that the routs were wearing. "Before I get in the car, I still have something to say to you, I don't care if you follow my orders, and I don't care if you can fight, I just want to explain one thing, don't hurt my business, and don't drag me back." After saying this, Zhang Chengli ignored the routs who began to make noise, and just ordered them to board the car and set off.

As the sun rose little by little, the truck stopped when it reached Zhongshan Avenue, not because Zhang Cheng deliberately tossed the routed soldiers on the car, but because weapons and ammunition that had been deliberately discarded on the side of the road. "Get out of the car, go and pick up guns, make sure everyone has a gun, 200 bullets, if you can pick up grenades, the more the better." The routs, dressed in cotton clothes and trousers, were driven out of their carriages, their expressions made even more difficult to look at by the discarded weapons and ammunition on the side of the road.

Zhang Cheng has now gritted his teeth with hatred at Tang Shengzhi, the commander of Nanjing's urban defense, who advocated defending Nanjing but privately arranged a retreat for himself, if it weren't for his so-called remarks about the coexistence of the Japanese army and Nanjing, I am afraid that these civilians in Nanjing would not have stayed in the city so sparingly. "Stop them, since they have all withdrawn and are about to run away, I'm afraid they won't be able to use the weapons on their bodies, so it's better to leave them for us." From time to time, soldiers with weapons appeared on Zhongshan Avenue, and Zhang Cheng didn't care about 3721, but just asked his routs to intercept those soldiers and ask for their weapons and ammunition.