Nanjing, this is definitely not an unfamiliar place name, this is the dialect in the modern hometown, where he grew up, his father Fang Jianguo still has several chain restaurants in the city.

And now, Fang Yan felt that the paper in his hand was so heavy that he felt that he could no longer bear the weight of this paper.

The paper in his hand fell, not stirring up a trace of dust......

Fang Yan stepped back into the alley in a daze, and only then did he sit down slowly against the wall when his back was against the wall.

This is the most humiliating and tragic time and place in China's modern history, three days later, the city of Nanjing was broken, the Nanjing Massacre, and the blood flowed like a river......

In modern Nanjing, there is a place called Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall, where dialects have been there, whether in elementary school, junior high school or high school, he has been there, and the scenes in it have also shocked the hearts of dialects.....

Historically, the time for the airdrop of the letter of surrender was on December 9, and at 1 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, after the failure of the persuasion, the Japanese army will launch an offensive on the southeast and west sides of Nanjing.

And in just two days, the 66th Division, the 83rd Army, the 74th Division, the 88th Division, the 51st Division and the Teaching Corps formed the outer human defense line, and directly attacked to the Purple Mountain, Guanghua Gate, Tongji Gate, at this time, the Japanese army has already approached the city, and the city of Nanjing is about to be broken.

On the night of the 12th, the walls were broken, and even if the 259th Brigade and the 156th Division recaptured their positions several times, it was to no avail.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, Tang Shengzhi gave the order to retreat, but all the ships had been scuttled and two large ferries had been carried away.

"Most of them broke through, and one crossed the river."

"You can cross the river when there is a ferry"

The two orders also caused the tragedy of Shimonoseki, and the Japanese troops who pursued them all the way to the Shimonoseki ferry, although the gendarmerie troops fought desperately, they could only save the lives of a small number of people......

On the 13th, Nanjing fell, and the Japanese troops began to officially enter the city of Nanjing, after which a tragedy that lasted for six weeks began.

Killing contests, burying alive, shooting en masse......

Rivers of blood flowed and wailed all over the field......

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Fang Yan is really confused now, he has scolded little Japan, and he has despised that shameless country, but when he actually came here, he felt deep fear.

The calm before the storm does not mean that the storm will not come, but it means that the storm will be more violent, and now the city of Nanjing has been shrouded in war clouds, and the whole city has fallen into dead silence......

Fang Yan stared at the stone brick floor in front of him, because the alley was not cleaned, the dust was dense and pitted.

If I had traveled to this plane ten years ago, I might have saved this place, or at least, the Holocaust......

But now,

Fang Yan pursed his lips bitterly, and the corners of his eyes became moist.

Tears hit the ground in front of him one by one, and then dispersed into tiny droplets, slowly invading the land that was about to be stained with blood.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ……”

Fang Yan slapped his head with his hand like crazy, let out a wail, and then stopped this almost self-harming act, buried his head in his knees, and sobbed softly.

After a long time, Fang Yan raised his head, leaned his back against the wall behind him again, wiped his eyes with his hand fiercely, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it.

Looking at the sky, under the slightly swollen eye sockets were a pair of godless eyes, with a hint of the twilight of a dying man.

Thinking of his father, thinking of the fat man who still owes a lot of favors, and thinking of Professor Huang Zhenguo's sentence before the crossing, "You must survive." ”

Fang Yan shook his head, stood up again, his eyes rejuvenated, and after putting all the guns on his body into his backpack, he walked out of the alley.

......

Any operation requires a certain amount of planning, and dialects are no exception, and he has also taken specialized courses after simple military training, including not only the knowledge of survival in the wilderness, but also a series of knowledge such as field medicine and battle planning......

It's okay to spread public opinion, but you need to hide yourself, the ship doesn't have to think about it, this time can't be found......

Fang Yan wrote down everything he could think of on a piece of paper, thought about it carefully, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he wrote it down on it, and then burned it to ashes with a lighter.

This is a hotel located in the city of Nanjing, although the clothes on Fang Yan's body are advanced, but they are not fancy clothes, Germany has formed special forces at this time, and most foreign military advisers are also wearing green military uniforms.

The decoration in the room is relatively simple, which is probably related to the current situation, after all, no one can afford to lose after being frequently bombed by the Japanese air force.

Staying in Nanjing City must be a dead end, this is not to be thought about, but now Nanjing City has been under martial law, and the Japanese army is almost surrounded on all sides, even if you go out, you will be surrounded and suppressed when you meet the Japanese army, after all, at this time, the Japanese army's grain and grass are solved on the spot.

Before Tang Shengzhi ordered the retreating troops to retreat, Xiaguan and Rujiangmen were controlled by the troops, and there were no boats on the river.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, Tang Shengzhi, Tang Shengzhi, you are in a ruin, and the momentum of the battle against the water is quite strong, but I don't know how many people were harmed in the end.

There is no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to go out of the city......

Fang Yan felt that his current situation was like this, in such a magnificent historical event, a person's life was so fragile.

No, there's another way.

He thought of Ye Zhao's 66th Army and Deng Longguang's 83rd Army.

These were the two Cantonese troops, and the only two that managed to break through from the city of Nanjing, or rather, the only two that chose to break through head-on.

The 66th Army and the 83rd Army were both troops from the Songhu battlefield, and after the battle, they were also in fierce battles with the Japanese army in Jiangyin and other places, and then got a short rest and recuperation, and then set foot on the position of the defense of Nanjing.

Tonight, the night of December 9th, they will evacuate from Tangshan and Kirin, and retreat into the city shortly after.

And on the night of December 12, it was they who smashed open the gates made of sandbags and human flesh, broke through the chaotic city, and escaped the Japanese pursuing forces from several places.

However, in the end, less than 1,000 people broke through......

A narrow escape!

Fang Yan sighed heavily, picked up the cigarette case on the table, touched one out, and then walked to the window of this room, looked at the city that was about to be covered by war clouds, took out a lighter, and lit it.

The ancient imperial capital, which in two days will be transformed into a vast melting pot of flesh and blood, will not be stingy with its cruelty, but it will also not show tolerance for dialects......