Agents of the Republic of China

At the Jiangbei First Army's garrison, Hu Zongnan, the commander of the army, looked at the gunpowder with a stern expression, without saying a word.The officers and staff behind him didn't even dare to express their anger when they saw his expression.

Hu Zongnan was worried. The defense of Nanjing ended in such an unexpected way, which he did not expect in advance.Tang Shengming, who insisted on sticking to the capital, suddenly ordered a retreat in less than ten days, and retreated without any rules. Nearly [-] elite soldiers were sent to the Japanese army's siege, and hundreds of thousands of them did not receive an evacuation order at all. Nanjing people, what should they do?Who should be responsible for them?

But Hu Zongnan also knew in his heart that Tang Shengming undoubtedly obtained the permission of the supreme leader to do so, and he dared not comment on it.But there are hundreds of thousands of fresh lives on the other side, is it possible to just watch them disappear in this piece of gunpowder smoke!

The Xiaoshan order on the other side had called earlier, reporting that it had intercepted the order issued by the Japanese army to all combat units to kill all Japanese prisoners of war.This put a heavy weight on Hu Zongnan's heart. Once the Japanese army massacred Japanese prisoners of war and civilians, the Battle of Nanjing would surely become the focus of public opinion across the country. Who would be responsible for the defeat in the capital defense war?Will the prestige of the leader plummet as a result?

The adjutant rushed to report, and the Xiaoshan order on the other side sent a telegram to the whole country in his own name, requesting ship support to transport people and troops across the river.

Hu Zongnan was taken aback, snatched the telegram with his hands, read it several times without missing a word, and secretly groaned in his heart, what is the purpose of this Xiaoshan order to send out such a telegram at this time!Undoubtedly, as soon as this telegram came out, the national government was undoubtedly pushed to the forefront, and the pressure on the leaders can be imagined. In the Battle of Nanjing, the high-level leaders left hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to retreat in a hurry. It is a headache to deal with the aftermath, and at this time, Xiao Shan ordered to inform the world that he is alone in Nanjing to support the crisis. Where will this lead the leader and the government?Where will the senior generals involved in the Battle of Nanjing be?Xiao Shan made him crazy?Doesn't he know the truth of shooting the first bird?

After thinking about it carefully, Hu Zongnan also immediately understood Xiao Shanling's painstaking efforts. He wanted to exchange his own future for the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

Hu Zongnan sighed in his heart, what a good general in the country's disaster!

Just as Hu Zongnan was about to speak, the guards came to report again. Military Commander Tang Zong secretly came to the First Army and begged to see Hu Zongnan.

Hu Zongnan's heart skipped a beat, Juntong!Tang Zong!What is he doing here at this time.

Tang Zong rushed to the riverside with two entourages. When he saw Hu Zongnan, he didn't bother to say polite words, so he pulled Hu Zongnan aside and whispered something.

Hu Zongnan was shocked, "What? He's still in Nanjing?"

Huge fireworks from grenades bloomed in the dark night, and a dozen figures with long guns were swept into the sky by the air waves, but the bullets rained down on Lin Xiaotang and the others' hiding places.

Lin Xiaotang and Shen platoon leader leaned back against the bunker, Shen platoon leader looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of unconcealable appreciation and surprise, Lin Xiaotang was still a little nervous, although he had already killed so many Japanese, but in the face of battle Sometimes, some cowardice in his heart that was covered by ghosts will still be revealed unconsciously.

Plato Leader Shen took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his military uniform pocket, and handed one to Lin Xiaotang, "Light it up, it's definitely a good thing, and you don't shake your hands when you shoot!"

Lin Xiaotang watched the Japanese through the cracks in the bricks, and at the same time lit the cigarette in his mouth with the military lighter of the platoon leader Shen. A spicy smell filled his chest instantly. He coughed loudly. Looking at his appearance, he laughed straight, "Boy, I didn't expect you to know how to smoke!"

Platoon leader Shen was sucking on his cigarette, but he pulled the trigger in his hand without any delay. Every time he fired a gun, a khaki figure would fall down in response.Lin Xiaotang looked at him with admiration, this was the first time he had seen the skills of the Generalissimo's guard soldiers, sure enough, the military skills and quality were higher than those of ordinary ** soldiers, not 01:30 points.

Lin Xiaotang took the time to look at the hillside behind him, and there was no one in sight. It seemed that he had rescued the foreigner and retreated.

There were more and more Japanese soldiers in front of them, and with the fireworks rising from time to time, it could be seen that the figures in the fog were getting denser, and the Japanese soldiers also threw grenades one after another, some of which were directly thrown back by Lin Xiaotang and the others. Some forced the two to shift positions.

In this way, Lin Xiaotang and the other two soldiers joined up, divided into two groups, and alternately covered and fired.

Following the explosion of a series of grenades, Lin Xiaotang and the two had no choice but to abandon the ruins they had just retreated to. Under the cover of the two subordinates of Platoon Leader Shen, they retreated to a small hill, and while shooting, they slowly moved towards the Yijiang gate. direction to retreat.After waiting for a while, the two soldiers could not be seen withdrawing.

The fog gradually dissipated, and there was a trace of twilight in the sky. Lin Xiaotang and Platoon Leader Shen clearly saw that the Japanese had occupied the place where they were hiding just now, and the figures of the two soldiers had been overwhelmed by the khaki crowd.

Platoon Leader Shen smashed the ground bitterly, with tears in his eyes, but said nothing.

The mountain where the two were hiding was hit by Japanese bullets like a fortress smoking gunpowder. Lin Xiaotang and the two were so crushed that they couldn't lift their heads, so they had to take advantage of the gaps between the Japanese shooting and fight back.

Soon after, with the "click" of the rifle in their hands, the two looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that there were no more bullets, and the last moment was coming.

The Japanese did not rush to attack, but kept shooting from a distance.

Platoon Leader Shen threw away the rifle in his hand and drew a short knife from his leg.After thinking for a while, he took out the pack of cigarettes and the military lighter from his pocket, "Brother, we can't both die here, you are not a soldier, you go first, we have a friendship, this pack Cigarettes and lighters are left for you as souvenirs!"

Lin Xiaotang took it silently, took out one, helped platoon leader Shen light it up, and lit one himself, but he still couldn't stop coughing, "Ahem, there's no need, I'm the only one who ran out of my house, It's meaningless to be alive, I've already earned enough from killing so many devils, and if we go on the road together, we should have a companion on the road!"

As he spoke, he waved the cigarette and lighter in his hand to the platoon commander Shen, and then stuffed them directly into his arms, "You said, these things belong to me."

Platoon Leader Shen stared at Lin Xiaotang, a smile slowly opened on the corner of his mouth, "I can't tell, he's not that old, he's really a man of indomitable spirit." He stretched out his hand and patted Lin Xiaotang's dusty head lightly, but his eyes showed Unlimited nostalgia, "You are about the same age as my brother, that dead boy, who sneaked out of home to join the army before finishing college, and now he doesn't know where he is!"

Lin Xiaotang nodded, "I also have a big brother, but I know where he is!" Lin Xiaotang raised his head and pointed to the sky, "I know he will always look at me!"

Platoon Leader Shen also nodded, "Yes, we will be reunited sooner or later."

The Japanese shooting gradually stopped, and hundreds of khaki figures in helmets stood up and slowly surrounded the mountain.

Platoon Leader Shen shook the dirt on his body, clenched the short knife in his hand, and looked at Lin Xiaotang, "How is it, are you afraid?"

Lin Xiaotang took the samurai sword from his back, and slowly drew it out, the blood on the sword hadn't faded away, a crimson light illuminated his face.He nodded and shook his head again, "I was a little scared just now, but I'm not afraid now, your cigarettes really work."

Platoon Leader Shen stood up and pulled Lin Xiaotang up, "Get ready, let's hit the road."

The two of them walked up the hill slowly. Platoon Leader Shen cleared his throat and shouted at the surrounding Japanese soldiers, "Little devil, do you dare to fight your grandpa with me!"

Lin Xiaotang's mood gradually returned to calm, he took a deep breath, the morning sun had already sneaked up from the horizon, a ray of golden sunlight shone on his body, covering the two of them with a layer of dazzling golden armor.

Looking at the formation of the Japanese, there are as many as 300 people. They have already noticed that the bullets of the two have been fired. Seeing Lin Xiaotang and Shen platoon leader who look like gods on the hill, most of them have surprised expressions. With a little admiration.

The Japanese formed a circle, approached the two men, stopped at a distance of twenty paces away from the two men, pointed their bayonets at the two men in the encirclement.

Suddenly, with an order from the crowd, the Japanese soldiers raised the muzzles of their guns neatly, pulled the bolts together, and ejected the bullets in the chambers. The golden bullets "cracked" and scattered all over the ground.

"What do you mean!" Platoon Leader Shen was taken aback.

Lin Xiaotang replied dismissively: "This is the so-called bushido spirit of the Japanese. If the opponent has no bullets, they will choose to end the opponent's life in hand-to-hand combat. They think this is a kind of respect for the opponent and themselves."

Platoon Leader Shen smiled, "There are so many tricks!"

After the Japanese army retreated the bullets, there was a moment of silence. Two Japanese captains and officers with long knives came out of the team, and chatted to Lin Xiaotang and the two of them.

Platoon Leader Shen frowned, "What's the matter?"

Lin Xiaotang replied: "They said that they respected us very much and said that we two are real soldiers, so the two of them accept our challenge and want to fight us one-on-one!"

Platoon Leader Shen licked his dry lips and grinned, "It's exactly what I want, brother, I'll pick first!"

After finishing speaking, Platoon Leader Shen jumped off the mountain bag and rushed straight at one of them, a tall Japanese officer with a beard.

Lin Xiaotang held the samurai sword upside down, walked down the hill slowly, raised the sword flat, pointed at the opposite Japanese officer who was similar in stature, and motioned him to do it.

The Japanese officer was smoked by Lin Xiaotang's arrogance, and he yelled "Ba Ga", and then he raised his knife with both hands and slashed at Lin Xiaotang.

Lin Xiaotang dodged sideways, his feet kept jumping, and he did not forget to hook the Japanese officer with his fingers, and said a sentence in pure Japanese, "Hurry up, your speed is too slow!"

The Japanese officer was completely enraged, and swung his sword with both hands and rushed towards him again.Lin Xiaotang dodged easily, kicked him on the waist and eyes, and immediately kicked the Japanese officer flying sideways, and he fell to the ground hard after a full distance of five meters.

Lin Xiaotang leaned forward, raised the knife with one hand, and nailed the Japanese officer to the ground.

The Japanese officer fell into a pool of blood, but the knife stabbed him not seriously. He couldn't move, so he screamed loudly. The surrounding Japanese soldiers tried to come up to rescue him, but Lin Xiaotang's hand exerted force, and the blade sank a little more.

As a result, the Japanese officer's screams became even more horrific.The Japanese soldiers retreated hastily.

Lin Xiaotang looked coldly at the Japanese soldiers around him, stepped on the officer's head, held the handle of the knife in his right hand, slowly turned it, and said loudly in Japanese, "You can see clearly, I am doing seppuku for him, watch out, this It's a crosscut!"

After finishing speaking, the steel knife in his hand slashed along the officer's abdomen, cutting a gash of about ten centimeters. The Japanese officer screamed loudly, but he was not dead yet, and his whole body was twitching non-stop.

Lin Xiaotang pulled out the steel knife and poked it down again, "This is a cross cut!"

The surrounding Japanese soldiers were silent, and looking at him was like seeing a bloodthirsty devil that he had never seen before!