The next day, in the early morning, at the entrance of the building, the sky was slightly cloudy, as if he had just woken up.

"Assemble, the devil is ready to send us off!" Fang Yan threw aside the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at the time on his watch until 6 o'clock, and said to Lin Dong next to him.

Lin Dong nodded, beckoned the brothers behind him to walk out of the building, and the fire outside was soaring, completely illuminating every corner of the entire building.

Fang Yan lifted the 38 big cover in his hand and walked out with the team, hanging in the middle of the team was a group of Japanese officers whose hands were rigidly bound and then connected by a rope.

His Type 95 rifle had almost run out of bullets, which was no longer applicable to the situation at the moment, and in keeping with his promise to Dogan in that mountain forest, he handed over the Type 95 rifle, along with more than a dozen rounds of ammunition, to Dogdan, and not only that, but he also loaded most of the things in his backpack.

Looking at Lin Dong beside him, Fang Yan said, "Remember your promise to me, send this bag of things to Yan'an!" ”

Lin Dong was stunned and nodded, but he didn't say a word, this is his promise to the dialect, and it is also the team's promise to the dialect, as long as they can get out alive.

Goudan also followed in the center of the team, carrying a dirty backpack with everything that the dialect had brought with it, he believed in Lin Dong and believed in this team.

"Commander, the team is assembled!" A warrior trotted over and said.

"Let's go!" Lin Dong looked at the dialect and said, released a devil Shaozuo from the team, and walked towards the south gate, where the road was the smoothest, and it was the fastest to Nanjing.

If you want to go out, after all, you need to give a little sincerity from your side, and Fang Yan also understands this truth, so he also let go of a devil Shaozuo.

The devils at the door stood neatly on both sides, their guns pointing to the sky, quite a taste of welcoming the next visit.

Fang Yan and his party walked over, and the devil's body immediately stood up straight, slammed his foot against his heel, made a neat sound, raised his head, and focused his eyes on the group of devil officers in the middle of the team, as if they were saluting.

However, the complexion of Matsui Ishine and his party is not so good, and they have not eaten or worn less in the past few days, but this amount is insufficient, one is to prevent them from eating enough to try to escape from prison, and the other is to starve them to make them obedient, isn't it.

"Let's go!" A soldier took the rope in his hand, pulled Matsui Ishine to a stagger, and looked up at the soldier in front of him, his eyes were full of anger, after all, he was a high-ranking Japanese officer, and now he was being led like a dog.

The warrior took the rope in his hand again, and his fierce eyes stared at Matsui Ishone's face, Matsui Ishone lowered his head, but the anger in his eyes did not dissipate, and he walked forward like a walking corpse.

When the team walked out of the gate, they came to a flat avenue, and on both sides of this road were Japanese soldiers who moved silently with their pace

"Brother, you said that our commander-in-chief didn't have this treatment when he came!" Huzi turned his head and said to the scholar and the old cannon.

A faint "humming" sound came from the sky, and there was a clear sound of car engines all around, and the dialect knew that it was a tank moving through the mud next to it.

This is the devil to their group of 112 people by land, sea and air, for their safety, but also for the safety of Matsui Ishine and his party, once the slightest abnormality occurs, this consequence is not something that the Japanese army can bear, nor is it a dialect they can bear.

"I don't think so, the Führer is here, and it is estimated that the gun is also pointed at, and now, the devil is sending off the VIPs and leaving." The scholar said beside him, and the old cannon followed aside, without saying a word, just walking silently by himself.

"This feels so cool, I guess I won't be able to enjoy it in the future!" Huzi said, looking at the Japanese troops marching neatly on both sides, he was also unusually embarrassed, looking into the distance, I don't know if I was thinking about myself, or what I was thinking......

"There has been such a time, and I will grow the face of my ancestors if I go down!" The old cannon came out with a sentence, took off the wooden skewer he was holding in his mouth, and carried the gun he was carrying in his hand.

"That's right! Long face! Huzi sighed, but he didn't say a word, last night Fang Yan had already told them about his arrangement, a group of four, after handing over the officers with one hand and the people with the other, they would stay to guard the biggest few devil officers, that is, Matsui Shigen and his group of four.

……

The speed of the team is not fast, nor is it slow, when you are thirsty, the Japanese soldiers next to you hand you water, and when you are hungry, there are also meals that the devils have prepared, in short, now this army is the ancestor of the devils, no matter what they want, the devils have to offer.

The sun began to climb upward, and the heat began to slowly well-up in their hearts, and sweat began to bubble up from everyone's foreheads, I don't know if it was because of the long march or because of the strange situation around them.

It's not that the dialect didn't think of a faster way to march - a car, but there were no soldiers in the team who could drive a car.

Secondly, if the devil puts some small things on the car and designs a few traps on the road, the scattered national army will definitely give the Japanese army a chance to rescue Matsui Ishone, and at that time, the national army that has lost its chips will be the real fish.

He only thought about the cruelty of Unit 731 to know what this unit would suffer.

Slowly, you can also see the outline of Nanjing City, the smoke clouds over the city have basically dispersed, and the sunlight has also penetrated in, but at this moment, Nanjing seems to be very dead and silent.

"Lin Dong, inform everyone one by one and control your emotions!" Fang Yan whispered to Lin Dong beside him, even though he had done some ideological work for his brothers yesterday, he was still afraid that his brothers would not be able to control it after seeing the scene inside Nanjing.

"Good!" Lin Dong replied and ran towards the back of the group, repeating the message to every soldier.

Fang Yan looked at his hand, it was already past 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the building was not very far from Nanjing, and the trotting troops were also close to the Purple Mountain.

"Nanjing!"

Fang Yan muttered, looking at the broken corner of the city wall in the distance, sighed, he was familiar with Nanjing, he also knew what kind of hell it would be inside, but he only hoped that what he did in this world would change everything that happened at this time and place.