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Chapter 67 Nanjing (1)

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    After more than two hours of flight, the plane finally landed at the Daxiaochang Airport in Nanjing. When Zhang Xian followed Hu Congjun out of the plane, he was surprised by the busy and chaotic scene at the Daxiaochang Airport.

    This Dajiaochang Airport is located in the Dajiaochang area east of Daming Road and south of Qiqiao Weng in Nanjing. It is the largest airport in the country at this time.  It was built in 1931. It was initially used as a military airport. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, in the summer of 1947, the airport was renovated and designed and built in accordance with ICAO's Class B standards to build a large airport for both military and civilian use.  The new runway is 2,200 meters long, 45 meters wide and 30 centimeters thick. The pavement is entirely made of cement concrete structure and can withstand aircraft with a load of 80 tons. It was the latest solid runway in the country at that time.  It was completed at the end of April 1948, with a total investment of 84 billion legal tender, and it was already the leader in the country.  However, since the day it was built, this airport has not taken off a few large passenger planes. Instead, it has become an important base for the national army's fighter planes to and from the battlefield. Transport planes are busy taking off and landing, but most of them are important people fleeing from the north.  members, dignitaries and their families.

    Just after the plane of Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian landed, another large transport plane landed at the airport. Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian were looking back at the groups of people who came off the large transport plane, carrying suitcases and quilts.  , the pilot also jumped out of the plane, but said leisurely: "I don't know where this plane came from, and I don't know which city has been captured again!"

    Both Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian were as if they had eaten a fly, as if it was stuck in their throats, unable to swallow or spit out.

    In today's war in China, God is so favoring the Communist Party. The battle is almost one-sided in favor of them. The country's occupied area is getting smaller and smaller. Northeast China is lost. Shandong is lost, followed by North China and the Central Plains. At this time,  The battle in the Xubeng area is actually a life and death battle that determines the fate of the Kuomintang!

    Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian only stayed at the airport for a while, and then a military jeep drove into the airport. Behind this jeep, there was also a truck full of soldiers with guns and live ammunition.  The jeep came directly in front of Hu Congjun and Zhang Xian, but the person who jumped out of the jeep was also a person Zhang Xian recognized. It was the adjutant Liu next to Hu Congjun. At this time, he had been promoted to serve as the 12th Corps stationed in Nanjing.  Director of the department.

    At that moment, without further ado, the two of them got into the jeep, left the airport, and headed towards the city along Daming Road.  Zhang Xian sat in the car, looking at the scenery on both sides of Nanjing, and recalled the time when the Japanese came, which was the eve of the fall of Nanjing. This was once his home, the place where he was born and grew up.  However, from that time on, he left here and became a soldier fighting for the liberation of the country.  The invaders were finally driven away, but the motherland still could not usher in peace. The flames of civil war were raging across Kyushu. As a soldier, he chose to face it, but he could not bear the impending failure!

    This winter was extremely cold, and it is destined to be remembered by Zhang Xian forever.  The streets were still crowded with people, but the prosperity at this time was different from the past. It was more frightening than prosperous.  Refugees can be seen coming and going everywhere on the streets, and children begging can be seen everywhere. What attracts the most attention are the groups of deserters and stragglers, or in other words, the defeated nationals who escaped from the battlefield.  Soldiers, wearing khaki cotton uniforms that were dirty and infested with lice, fleas, bedbugs and other parasites, were wandering the streets, not knowing where they were going or what they should do.  What matches them are the refugees sleeping on the sidewalks all over the street. These people are particularly miserable. They don't care about the howling north wind, huddled in a ball with the cold, and are still queuing up outside the church, wondering if they can get it.  A bowl of porridge that can¡¯t be had!

    A truck with a sanitation and cleaning sign came toward the jeep, but what shocked Zhang Xian was that the truck was not filled with garbage, but corpses wearing rags.

    As if noticing Zhang Xian's surprise, Director Liu sitting next to him told him: "This is Nanjing. Every night, many people freeze to death or starve to death on the roadside!" He did not say any more, but Zhang Xian was already very excited.  It is clear that the task of these cleaning trucks every morning is to clean up the bodies of those who died the night before. They must also keep the capital clean to prevent the outbreak of the plague.

    Many of the shops on the roadside are not open, and even those that are open are in a depressed state. Many citizens carry sacks to buy things. Inflation at this time has reached a suffocating level. Even buying a box of matches costs a lot of money.  Carry money in sacks.  However, there were a few shops with crowds of people at the door, as if they were going to collapse. When Zhang Xian looked carefully, they turned out to be rice shops. These shops??It can be used to treat most of the various pathological changes caused by bacterial or viral invasion, but it cannot act on Mycobacterium tuberculosis, which is the main cause of tuberculosis.  In fact, the drug Dr. Marin called streptomycin, which was later known as streptomycin, is the real nemesis of Mycobacterium tuberculosis.

    Zhang Xian is indeed fortunate. Although the drug streptomycin existed, it was rarely used in China at that time. Even if it was available, it was extremely expensive. Most people simply could not afford the drug price.  Because it is completely imported, and in winter, there are so many people who need this kind of medicine for treatment, so even though it is expensive, once this medicine arrives at the Central Hospital, it will be used up quickly in less than three days.  Zhang Xian has a special status. He is not only a major general, but also the division commander of the eleventh division of the country's ace eighteenth army. At this time, the eighteenth army is in the midst of a fierce battle in Huaibei. As a division commander, Zhang Xian is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.  Even if others don¡¯t need to be treated, they must be cured first.

    In order to cure Zhang Xian's disease as soon as possible, Dr. Ma Lin chose intravenous injection for him. When the first bottle of nutrient solution with streptomycin slowly flowed down the transparent rubber tube into the blood vessels on his arm, he did not know whether it was really cured.  It was effective, or it had a psychological effect. Zhang Xian obviously felt that the breath in his chest had calmed down a lot.

    The sky outside has gradually darkened. Zhang Xian is the only one left in this high-end ward lying on the bed, silently watching the second bottle of nutrient solution being injected into his body. Time seems to have frozen.  The amount of medicine has not decreased at all.  Although there was silence in the ward at this time, this silence made him feel even more empty. It was far less comfortable than the noisy sounds on the battlefield. He couldn't help but think of Xiong Sanwa, Chen Daxing, and the many people who were still gathering in Shuangdui.  Brothers who fought bloody battles.

    The door to the ward was pushed open with a creaking sound. Zhang Xian thought it was a nurse coming in and didn't pay attention, but he heard a familiar voice shouting: "Brother Xian!"

    Zhang Xian couldn't help but be stunned, and then he woke up from his meditation, turned his head to look at the door, and suddenly shouted: "Why is it you?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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