Liu Yongren left Shanghai for Italy in 1936 and then from Italy to Germany. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info To this day, he has not seen Shanghai for four years. For the officers of the Central Navy, Fuzhou is the first hometown, and Shanghai and Nanjing are the second hometowns. Timid to his hometown, as soon as the sky was bright, he lit a cigarette and stood in front of the porthole to look at the scenery outside.

The first thing that caught the eye was the big chimney of Yangshupu Meishang Power Plant, which almost became the second beacon of Shanghai in addition to the lighthouse, and people who are familiar with Shanghai know that they have arrived in Shanghai when they see this big chimney; After that, the Japanese plaster flag of the Wusongkou Fort fluttered dazzlingly in the north wind, indicating that the entire fort had changed hands; Further down, there was a short Japanese soldier standing with a gun under the broken fort, and the height of the bayonet far exceeded his height, no wonder the commander would say that it would take three countries to fight a white-knuckle battle. The military can fight a Japanese soldier and recommend the country. The military switched to lead-plated triangular thorns.

Liu Yongren stared at the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers in a daze, but the river was not quiet, in addition to the boats in and out of the Huangpu River, there were rampage small motorboats on the river, these motorboats were not hung with the Japanese flag, but the five-color flag of the Beiyang, but the difference with the five-color flag is that the white one in the five-color is written with four big black characters of 'peaceful nation-building', and the word should be a fire, but it looks like a piece of from afar, but the color is redder. In addition to the five-color flag, there are also some motorboats that hang the apricot yellow gossip flag of unknown origin, and the original blue sky and white sun flag are not visible.

In the face of these small boats on the river, like other foreign ships, the whistle of the Shandong is just a slow sound, hoping that they will open the way. But the motorboats were surrounded by a wooden sailboat, and soldiers with guns drove the people out of the boat and escorted them to the motorboat. Liu Yongren sweated immediately on his back, and he was glad that he had changed his plan and entered the Huangpu River without listening to Xue Kuiguang's casual blocking of fishing boats.

The entanglement on the river hindered the smooth flow of the entire waterway, and the road was generally jammed, and the inside and outside of Wusongkou were soon filled with merchant ships. It wasn't until the sailing ship was delayed by a steamboat that the first ship was allowed to set sail into the Huangpu River. The moment the engine started and the hull of the ship shook, Liu Yongren breathed a sigh of relief, and he began to feel that the previous cabin taker was a little alarmist: the Japanese did not board the ship for inspection.

Liu Yongren is familiar with every scene after Wusongkou, but in addition to the landscape near Wusongkou, from the American Concession to Suzhou Creek, it seems that only the Yangshupu power plant buildings and chimneys still exist in this prosperous urban area. Yes, there are just empty shells with no roof to expose the interior walls, and there are also broken tiles covered in snow.

"Sir, this is the American Concession." Liu Yongren looked at the concession in surprise, Chen Zaihe also got up, he had been to Shanghai, but he had never seen such an American concession.

"Yes. That year of the country. It was here that the army fought the Japanese army. Liu Yongren replied, he looked at Li Kongrong again, he was asleep, and his breathing was extremely stable. What would the chief think if he knew he was back in Shanghai? Liu Yongren suddenly had this question in his mind.

"Woo——!" A merchant ship flying the Japanese flag approached head-on, and the Japanese on board looked at it with a telescope, and the reflection of the rising sun on the mirror was extremely dazzling. Liu Yongren didn't pay attention to these, he saw the sun-drenched Huangpu Beach, saw the customs building that was striking the clock, the wharf was still the same, the number was still the same, the Lifu was still the same, the rickshaw was still the same, and the Indian Asan was still ....... As the Shandong whistled again, his gaze finally fell on the statue of the Goddess of Peace in the distance, standing on a high platform with the Huangpu River on her back, the sun shining on her outstretched wings, her right hand caressing the anguished creatures under her knees, as if to declare that the world would eventually be peaceful.

The knocking of the 'bang-bang......' hatch interrupted Liu Yongren's reverie, and the door was opened by an Englishman, who handed over a telegram: "Sir, this is from your friend. ”

"My friend?" Liu Yongren was thoughtful, he didn't know who else knew that he was here, it seemed that U-38 had notified the command.

"Captain, please go to the starboard foredeck immediately if you still have the wounded, he has arranged for a small boat to take you into the concession." The man relayed Blonche's words, and then he stepped out of the way, and behind him stood two Chinese, who were carrying a stretcher. "Our people are available to help. Before the Japanese boarded the ship for inspection. ”

"Will the Japanese board the ship for inspection?" Liu Yongren immediately motioned for the stretcher to come in, and he and Chen Zaihe carried Li Kongrong onto the stretcher.

"Yes. If Wu Song did not inspect it, it would have been inspected at the Pudong wharf on the other side of the river. The man said. Sir, the captain asked me to tell you that he did not know your identity until then, so he informed the Concession newspaper that there were survivors of the Mukden on board......"

"He informed the newspaper?!" Liu Yongren was taken aback. Only then did he remember why the boats crossing the Suzhou Creek were chasing the Shandong, and it turned out that those people were newspaper reporters. If the reporter knew, then the Japanese would know too. Cold sweat began to break out on his back again.

"Yes." The person who came obviously knew something inside, and his tone was not unapologetic. "I will escort you ashore, and Mr. Henry Smith, Deputy to the Commissioner of Police, is waiting for you ashore."

"It's going to get the attention of the Japanese." Two Chinese were carrying Li Kongrong out on a stretcher, Liu Yongren and the British walked in front of the stretcher, and Chen Zaihe walked behind the stretcher.

"But at least this way you can get rid of the Japanese inspection." British humane. "I'm sure they'll be coming soon."

The British spoke quickly, almost immediately, and when Liu Yongren and the others went down to the starboard deck, two Japanese motorboats flying the flag of the Rising Sun Navy appeared, and they dispersed the small raft of reporters chasing the Shandong, and asked the Shandong to sail with it in stiff English. Liu Yongren's face began to darken, he thought of everything, but he didn't expect the captain to notify the newspaper reporter.

When the ship finally docked at the end of Huangpu Beach, unknown fourth-class passengers rolled up their bunks and ran out of the cabin with their belongings and rushed to the deck, in the noise, they held up the epidemic prevention instructions in their hands, hoping to get off the ship early. But the passengers in the first class did not get off the ship, but the Japanese came up. Captain Blonch stood on the port side to meet the short Japanese, and behind him stood the women and children who had come aboard from the submarine.

Liu Yongren saw Xie Jiuzi, who seemed to know Japanese, and was negotiating with the Japanese soldiers who were on board. Soon, these people were taken off the ship by the Japanese soldiers, and they were ready to leave on the motorboat when the Japanese came, but the Japanese did not all leave, and they left some people to inquire and quarantine.

"Thank God." The Englishman was somewhat glad that he felt that there was no longer any trouble with what was going on.

"......" Liu Yongren was speechless, he couldn't tell whether he was lucky or unfortunate today, but the moment was smooth, and now he was only separated from the concession by a Huangpu River.

"Drop the dinghy." The British glanced at the Japanese on the port side, and then ordered the sailors to begin hoisting the dinghy. At this time, Captain Blonch came with a Japanese soldier Cao, who had a standard Rindanhu and walked on O-shaped legs in an extremely strange way.

"It's just, just a patient." Blonch appeared incoherent, "He was a British citizen and had come aboard from Ningbo. ”

"Patient, infectious disease?" Li Kongrong was covered by a blanket, and Ren Danhu looked at the stretcher with suspicion, he was worried that it was an epidemic, and the translator next to him also retreated.

"No, no. Just the wounded. Blonche gave a clumsy explanation, and he looked at Liu Yongren for help.

"Wounded?" Jun Cao's suspicion turned into another suspicion, and the command knife hanging from his waist was also tightened. "A gunshot wound?"

"No, it's a fall." Liu Yongren had to step forward to explain, and handed over the cigarette he had prepared in his hand.

Jun Cao didn't take the cigarette and looked at Liu Yongren, and the saber pointed over, "Open." The wound must be examined. The translator said.

“…… Open it. Liu Yongren looked at Chen Zaihe on the side and asked him to open.

The blanket was lifted, and Li Kongrong was sleeping peacefully. Seeing that it was a young man, Jun Cao smiled proudly. Liu Yongren looked at him, and when he saw his smirk, his heart seemed to explode immediately. Fortunately, the chief did not receive a gun, which calmed him down a bit. The gauze was uncovered layer by layer, and Jun Cao finally saw the injury on the man's face, which was indeed not a gunshot wound, but a fall injury or a steel plate insertion wound.

"Yo Si." He nodded, then picked up the British passport he had handed over just now, compared the photos and returned the passport to Liu Yongren. "Your certificate of good citizenship?" Li Kongrong let it go, but the identities of Liu Yongren and Chen Zaihe are problematic.

"We? We came up from Ningbo, and we didn't have a certificate of good citizenship. Liu Yongren can only explain it like this. Captain Blonch also said, "Sir, they are ships from the port of Ningbo, which, as far as I know, has not yet been occupied by your army. ”

"Yaga!" Blonch seemed to have touched Juncao's nerves, he jumped up, raised his hand and slapped Blonch hard, one slap was not enough, and he wanted to slap again. The captain was beaten, the crew, at least the British crew, rushed over, and Blonch didn't want to be slapped again, he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry......"

"Eight Tooth Road!" Seeing the conflict on this side, the other Japanese soldiers on the deck immediately rushed over to hold the crew. Enraged, Cao Chang grabbed Blonch by the collar and slapped him again, this time only letting go after two consecutive blows. The British have always been invincible, but this time they were slapped by the Japanese but did not resist, Liu Yongren, Chen Zaihe and Quan were stunned. But the humiliation on the deck was not over, and Jun Cao, who spared the British, looked at Liu Yongren and Chen Zaihe, and after he spit out a string of Japanese, he translated and said: "The imperial army said that when you enter the concession, you must first bow to the imperial army to show your gratitude to the imperial army, which is the rule of Shanghai." ”

"Whew!" Before the translator finished speaking, Chen Zaihe expressed disdain. His father was killed by the Japanese, and the Japanese soldiers he killed in Qinzhou Bay under the personal leadership of the commander turned over on his back, and now he is asked to bow to the Japanese, but there is no door.

"You!" The interpreter was a Chinese, and he seemed to want to give this stunned young man a look before the Japanese understood. But Jun Cao still heard it, he said 'Baga' again, and the sheathed saber slashed at Chen Zaihe's head, Chen Zaihe was looking at Liu Yongren, and was caught off guard by a knife in the corner of the eye, the saber was heavy, and blood splashed out immediately. After punishing the small one, Jun Cao pointed a knife at Liu Yongren, who wanted to help Chen Zaihe, and the translator said: "The imperial army wants to bow immediately." ”

"Are you alright?" Liu Yongren wanted to persuade Chen Zaihe to forbear for the time being, but at this time he couldn't bear it. Li Kongrong's former words echoed in his ears: 'Will you bow down to your own subordinates? You won't, normal people won't. Just like when you see rats and cockroaches going up and slapping them to death, every real Fujianese wants to kill the Japanese......

"We won't bow." Liu Yongren helped Chen Zaihe up, word by word. "Normal people don't."

"Eight Grid Tooth Road!!" After listening to the translator's euphemistic paraphrase. Jun Cao was completely angry, just now it was the ridicule of the British white animals, and now it is the resistance of the Zhi Na people, he threw away the scabbard and raised the saber to slash over, Liu Yongren tried his best to avoid it while holding down Chen Zaihe's hand holding the gun, but he was still slow, half of his arm was cut off, and blood spurted out instantly.

"Ahh Long ......, ah——! Chen Zaihe was shocked, the idea of killing the Japanese disappeared without a trace, he hurriedly took out all the gauze cotton wool penicillin morphine in his arms to help Liu Yongren stop the bleeding, and then picked up the broken arm and wanted to connect it, tears flowed out of his eyes even more unconsciously.

"Hahahaha...... "Just now, these two dolphins looked very backbone, but now they are crying and crawling around on the deck. The Japanese soldier Cao immediately laughed, and several Japanese soldiers on the side also laughed loudly, although the translator couldn't bear the hillbilly to fall into such a miserable situation, but he had to echo the laughter a few times. "Little brother, Shanghai is Shanghai, not the countryside, if you bring this box, you have to abide by the rules of this box, and if you don't follow the rules, you will suffer. Know how to cut and know how to cut it?! ”

The interpreter was worried that the lives of the two brothers would not be guaranteed, so he once again kindly persuaded him. But Jun Cao was tired of him getting in the way here, so he kicked him away, and then the bloody saber slapped Chen Zaihe in the face, and said with a cruel smile: "聞こえないの? ぐ私にお辞儀をして! ”

"My eldest brother said: We will not bow." Chen Zaihe couldn't understand Japanese, but he knew what the Japanese meant. He was not arrogant, nor was he angry, he just quietly looked at Li Kongrong on the stretcher. This is his commander, his father and brother, who have taught him how to be a true warrior, and he is trying to do it. The heads of the warriors will never bow down to the Japanese, they are just a swarm of cockroaches and rats, and this is all that Chen Zaihe was thinking at this time.

"聞こえないの?!" Jun Cao saw that Chen Zaihe was unmoved, and his smile gradually converged. For him, it had been a long time since he had met such a Shina person. "Eight Tooth Road!" In the midst of the scolding, the bloody saber was raised again.