Chapter 13 Advance to Nanjing

The twilight is vast, and the night begins to shroud the sky over this desolate field unconsciously, the cold wind is getting colder and colder, and the whirring wind is getting louder and louder, blowing through the desolate trees and yellowing grass, making bursts of mournful whimpering, such as a resentful woman crying at night, a hundred ghosts screaming, the sky and the earth, full of desolate and solemn atmosphere.

Lu Shaohui and his subordinates surrounded them in all directions, watching the battle in the field intently. Liu Changfeng's figure came and went flickeringly, as fast as a ghost, and every time the long knife in his hand was handed out, a Japanese soldier would fall, and there were fewer and fewer Japanese soldiers in the field.

Seeing Liu Changfeng killing people so unusually, Lu Shaohui was shocked in his heart. In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Japanese soldiers' super personal combat quality frightened many people, so that more than 100 Japanese soldiers dared to pursue ten times the national army, when fighting bayonets, four or five national soldiers may not be able to fight a Japanese soldier, Lu Shaohui's troops also had a short short encounter with the Japanese soldiers, and had a deep understanding of the combat ability of the Japanese soldiers.

Suddenly, Liu Changfeng shouted, the long knife was handed out like lightning, and the last remaining Japanese soldier was stabbed in the abdomen, his eyes protruded like a dead fish, and blood slowly flowed out of the corners of his mouth, dripping on the ground drop by drop, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

Liu Changfeng pulled the knife out of the Japanese soldier's body, the knife was full of bright red blood, and it looked extremely terrifying in the twilight. The eyes in the eyes of Lu Shaohui and his subordinates could no longer tell whether they were admiration or awe.

Liu Changfeng's chest rose and fell, he threw it hard, inserted the long knife into the soil, silently walked to Lu Shaohui's side, and said: "You guys hurry up and clean up the battlefield, and when it's over, retreat quickly, maybe the Japanese devils will come soon."

Lu Shaohui waved his hand and said loudly: "Brothers, clean up the battlefield, weapons and ammunition, food, radio transmitters, don't leave anything useful behind."

"I said, brother, are you really from the thirty-sixth division? I haven't heard of you as a person. Seeing that Liu Changfeng not only has marksmanship like a god, but also his knife skills are superb, Lu Shaohui has a lot of questions in his heart.

"Have you heard of special forces? I was originally a member of the Chinese military police unit that supervised the combat team. Liu Changfeng didn't know how to answer, so he had to answer randomly.

"I know that at that time we were ordered to block the Japanese army in Yuhuatai, and then two battalions of your Chinese military police came to take over the defense, and we withdrew, and then I heard others say that your two battalions of 600 people resisted the attack of the 20,000 Japanese Meicun Division, and the battle was very fierce, and even the sword of the Meicun Division, the division commander of the Meicun Division, was captured by you, which is really amazing." Lu Shaohui's eyes lit up, his voice raised an octave, and he extended a thumbs up to Liu Changfeng.

During this period of history, Liu Changfeng also knew that the Chinese military police were the trump card of the national army at that time, the elite of the elite, but unfortunately they were hidden by Chairman Chiang, and were finally learned by Japanese spies, and the Japanese dispatched a large number of planes to carpet bomb the garrison of the Chinese military police, and most of them died in their sleep, which made people shake their wrists and sigh.

"What are you going to do next? Where are you going? Liu Changfeng asked.

"Anyway, now we have been dispersed, and we were supposed to return to the establishment, but I don't know where my troops have gone, or we will follow you, although I am a major and you are a captain, but I am willing to accept your command." Thinking of Liu Changfeng's elusive killing methods, Lu Shaohui's heart was boiling, and his eyes were shining with fanatical light.

Liu Changfeng silently recalled the historical process of the Anti-Japanese War in his heart, and the next organized resistance of the national army seemed to be the Battle of Xuzhou and the great victory of Taierzhuang. Thinking of this, Liu Changfeng told a white lie and said: "Battalion Commander Lu, I have a friend in the Ministry of National Defense, and he told me that Chairman Jiang intends to fight the Japanese invaders to the death in Xuzhou, or you should go to Xuzhou."

"Okay, brother, I'll listen to you, let's go together, everyone will take care of each other," Lu Shaohui thought of being able to fight side by side with Liu Changfeng, and his face was full of eagerness.

"No, Battalion Commander Lu, you go first, I'll arrive later, and I have to go to Nanjing City." Liu Changfeng shook his head and said.

"How's that going to work? Now that Nanjing City is full of Japanese devils, aren't you going to Nanjing City to kill yourself? Lu Shaohui was taken aback, his face full of incredulity.

"No, Battalion Commander Lu, don't persuade me, I have made up my mind, even if Nanjing City is a tiger's den in Longtan, I will break through." Liu Changfeng looked resolute.

"Captain, life is at stake, you have to think clearly, this is not a joke." Lu Shaohui was worried, although Liu Changfeng showed extremely strong combat skills just now, but now there are tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers in Nanjing City, and one person's ability is limited after all, and he does not approve of Liu Changfeng's suicidal behavior.

"Okay, Battalion Commander Lu, don't say it, I have my way, I'm not looking for death." Liu Changfeng said with a smile.

Lu Shaohui sighed and said bitterly: "Brother, since this is the case, I can only wish you good luck, I hope that you will be auspicious, and everything can turn evil into good fortune."

At this time, Lu Shaohui's troops finished cleaning the battlefield, and Lu Shaohui said to Liu Changfeng; "Captain, see what you need, just take it."

"I need ten cans, five pumpkin grenades, a hundred rounds of three-eight large covered bullets, that's all, the rest is yours." Liu Changfeng said.

Watching Lu Shaohui's troops disappear into the vast night, Liu Changfeng was thoughtful.

The night was vast, there was no moon or stars, the surroundings were dark, Li Rong stood silently beside Liu Changfeng, the gradually increasing northeast wind roared, her long hair flew with the wind, and the chill penetrated into her clothes with the cold wind, Li Rong couldn't help but shiver.

Liu Changfeng lit a torch and slowly walked around the former battlefield, as if looking for something.

"Brother Liu, what are you looking for?" The light of the torch reflected on Li Rong's fair face, exuding a faint flush.

"I'm looking for a set of clothes that fit the devil, if we want to enter Nanjing City, we must make up to look like a devil." Liu Changfeng replied as he walked, there are not many devils who are as tall as him.

"Brother Liu, I'm afraid, what if they find out?" Li Rong's face suddenly turned pale again.

"Now in Nanjing City, there is a lot of commotion everywhere, there are not many of us, as long as you listen to me, it's okay to keep it." Liu Changfeng suddenly stopped and said, "That's it."

Liu Changfeng put on the clothes of a devil, although it didn't fit too well, but he barely coped with it. Subsequently, Liu Changfeng changed Li Rong into the clothes of a Japanese soldier, which looked much more suitable than Liu Changfeng's.