When Zhao Yajun saw such a scene, he couldn't help but sigh that the forest was really big, and there were all kinds of birds.

Perhaps in the eyes of the people at the bottom, the Nationalist government was corrupt and incompetent, and it might be better to replace it with the Japanese.

Half an hour later, the remnants of the Nationalist resistance had broken down, and the Japanese army had officially entered the city.

Zhao Yajun blended in with these poor people, and he was dressed in a neat suit, which made him look a little unusual.

According to history, the Japanese army will massacre the city for seven days, slaughtering hundreds of times and killing nearly 400,000 soldiers and civilians in Nanjing.

Even if those captives who surrendered were killed, many old, weak, women and children were also killed, which caused the anger of the heavens and the resentment.

"This gentleman, your dress is really delicate, could it be that it is made in the West?" A young man close to Zhao Yajun asked curiously.

"Yes, I just came back from Liuyang, but I didn't expect to catch up with the fall of Nanjing." Zhao Yajun glanced at the young man, he was wearing a patched coat, his dirty face, and he was obviously a poor man with no fixed home.

"Sir, you are a cultural person at first glance, don't you think it's too dazzling to stand with us?" The young man asked.

"yes, then I'll change my dress." Zhao Yajun nodded, he blended into the fleeing crowd, mainly to hide his identity, but this outfit was indeed a bit special.

"If you don't dislike it, sir, I have an old set of clothes, you can wear them, but your dress will be given to me." The young man was very good at business.

"Thank you very much." Zhao Yajun nodded, followed the young man, and took a set of patched old clothes that barely fitted, although it still looked a little unusual in the crowd, but it was much more pleasing to the eye than the suit.

"What do you call the little brother?" Zhao Yajun felt that although this young man was down, he obviously had some insight.

"My surname is Li, Mr. can call me Li San, I'm just a low-level gangster, don't remember Mr. Lao." The young man's tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Li San, the Japanese army has entered the city, why does it seem that many people are not afraid?" Zhao Yajun asked.

"What is there to be afraid of, they are all flat-headed ordinary people with no long things, and they can't afford to eat poorly, this Japanese is here, they should appease these masses, at least they have something to eat." Li San said.

"What if the Japanese slaughter the city?" Zhao Yajun asked.

"Slaughter the city? Although the Japanese are fierce, Nanjing is the national capital, and as long as the people here are appeased, perhaps the national government will all surrender to Japan. The young man said lightly: "The Japanese are not stupid, they will not do such a stupid thing as slaughtering the city, after all, they are also human beings, they intend to rule China, and in my opinion, Japan's rule of China may not be worse than the national government." ”

"Why do you think that?" Zhao Yajun was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that this Li San would have such a serious traitor thought.

"I just hate the Nationalist Government more, and no one wants to be a slave of the country, and it is definitely not good to let the Japanese be enslaved, but if the Nationalist Government falls, I am willing to lead the way for the Japanese." The young man gritted his teeth, apparently he was also a man with a story.

However, when he saw the family feud, he forgot the national hatred, and he didn't expect that when those Japanese came to Nanjing, the first thing they did was to kill people to vent their anger.

After the capture of Nanjing, the Japanese army received an order from above to give a stern warning to the Chinese, the so-called killing of one and set an example.

At the beginning of the massacre when the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the Japanese army decided to do the same and carry out it in Nanjing.

Under the cover of night, the Japanese army first separated the young Zhuang and the old and weak women and children in the city, and then drove the young Zhuang to the outside of the city to carry the corpses, and dug pits to bury the battlefield corpses outside the city.

Zhao Yajun and Li San were also brought to Qingzhuang by the Japanese army and asked him to dig a pit to carry the corpses together.

"This Japanese will really save trouble, let us work hard to clean up the battlefield." Li San said with a grumble.

"Hehe......" Zhao Yajun just smiled faintly, he knew that they not only had to dig the pits of these corpses, but also the pits of their own group of people.

The Japanese army did not intend to let the young men in the city stay alive from the beginning, for them, every young man here is a hidden danger, if it is not for the scruples of just entering the city, I am afraid that they will shoot all the young men to death directly.

Digging pits and burying corpses overnight, there is not much time to rest at all, and many of the hungry and hungry young people fainted to death on the spot in this cold season.

Those Japanese butchers also saved trouble, and let people throw those unconscious young men directly into the pit and bury them alive, many people were very angry in this process, but they were afraid of causing trouble, so they endured it.

Some people already felt that the situation was not good, but they still expected that the Japanese army would give them food and drink and a place to live after they had dug a pit and buried the bodies.

Such naïve thoughts lasted until the next morning.

Zhao Yajun's group of nearly 1,000 young and strong people was still waiting for a meal in the morning, but under the coercion of more than 100 Japanese soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition, they came to a large pit of tens of thousands of square meters.

A Japanese puppet officer shouted loudly in Chinese: "The imperial army has an order, all the young men and women will jump into the pit and wait, and those who disobey will be killed." ”

Some frightened people jumped directly into the pit about two meters deep, but most of them suddenly realized that this pit was a pit for burying corpses, and didn't it mean that people should be buried alive directly, or that they would be executed?

"Damn the Japanese devils, let's jump into the pit and die, they're going to kill us!" Li San finally understood, and yelled: "Brothers, fight with them!" ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, the Japanese bullets had already been fired, and the machine guns were like scythes for mowing grass, and rows of flesh and blood fell like this.

Some of them heard the gunshots and jumped into the pit in a panic, and then were killed by the Japanese soldiers who had been waiting for the refills of their guns, and went directly to the dead man's pit prepared for them.

Zhao Yajun stood in the crowd, when the gunshots rang out, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the rows of people in front of him falling, at this moment Zhao Yajun's blood surged, he knew that he was finally going to do it.

"Little devil of dog day, I want you to pay back your blood debt!" Zhao Yajun's mind moved, and immediately activated the first state, and a few bullets that fell on him bounced away, and Zhao Yajun rushed towards the Japanese soldier who was holding a gun.

"Give me death!" Zhao Yajun smashed his punch into the face of the Japanese soldier at the front, watching his head twist 180 degrees, and his body flew backwards with the heavy blow.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yajun took an arrow step towards another soldier beside him who was still in shock, and punched him in the chest, and after a muffled bang, the soldier also flew out upside down.

These two punches contained Zhao Yajun's anger, and he also used all his strength, and the two unlucky Japanese soldiers, as if they had been hit by a giant truck, flew backwards and hit several soldiers behind them.