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With that said, he let go of Xia Yang, then turned around and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Okay, this is the search area of ??the 59th Regiment, let's continue the search to the north!"
Afterwards, Sakurai led his soldiers to search north.
Looking at Sakurai¡¯s back, Xia Yang let out a long sigh of relief. No matter what, Sakurai letting him go this time was tantamount to saving his life.
When Sakurai and his men walked away, Hu San asked Xia Yang curiously: "Tanzuo, do you still know the little devil?"
Xia Yang said with a solemn expression: "Don't ask any more questions. Remember, if you encounter that person on the battlefield in the future, don't kill him!"
Song Tao was also quite surprised when he looked at the Japanese troops searching and advancing to the north. I thought that Tuanzuo was really good at magic tricks. Could it be that he had used a trick to deceive all those little devils?
No matter what, the crisis for Xia Yang and the others was temporarily lifted.
When dusk came, Xia Yang led the people in a roundabout way to the south.
As expected, Xia Yang and the others successfully passed through the Japanese blockade from the south.
In fact, when crossing the blockade area, Xia Yang was also worried. He didn't know if Sakurai would deceive him, but now it seemed that there was no problem with his choice.
He didn¡¯t know what kind of psychological struggle Sakurai was going through at that time. But no matter what, Sakurai, a Japanese soldier and his nominal friend, helped him at the most critical moment.
¡°As long as Sakurai made another choice at that time, no matter how powerful Xia Yang was, he would have absolutely no chance of surviving in the face of hundreds of Japanese guns.
After crossing the Japanese blockade, they accelerated their journey and marched towards the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty day and night.
By the time they arrived at the ancient city of Mongolia, it was already the early morning of the third day.
Almost everyone in Xia Yang and the others had big dark circles under their eyes.
After a day and night without rest, their spirits and bodies were exhausted to the extreme. But no matter what, they finally successfully arrived at the ancient city of Mongyuan.
Xia Yang, Song Tao and others moved these equipment to the previously prepared place in advance.
There is a place that Xia Yang asked He Changxing to carve out alone in the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty as a military factory. At the same time, a company of soldiers was stationed to guard the place. No idlers are allowed to approach this area.
They then installed the equipment and debugged it. By the time everything was settled, it was already noon.
Xia Yang also yawned again and again. He returned to his residence in a daze and began to fall asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already evening.
Xia Yang opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling above his head for a long time, then suddenly sat up and stretched out.
After moving the Jiangjun Factory into the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, Xia Yang finally settled his worries.
At this time, he accidentally glanced at a perpetual calendar hanging in the corner.
Speaking of which, he hadn't flipped the calendar for a long time. It was Xiao Yuebing, the guard, who was responsible for flipping the calendar for him.
November 12th!
Seeing this date, Xia Yang suddenly thought of something.
He immediately got up from the bed, turned on the radio, and adjusted the broadcast frequency.
Finally, Shalala¡¯s voice came from the radio.
But what Xia Yang didn't expect was that the announcer's voice on the radio actually spoke Japanese.
"Early this morning, the Army General Staff Headquarters and the Naval General Staff Headquarters jointly announced that the imperial army has occupied Shanghai, China, and Hangzhou, China. The Chinese garrison has been defeated. Our next target will be very clear, and that is Nanjing, the capital of the Chinese National Government! We The sun flag of the Japanese Empire will eventually fly over the city of this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties!"
Listening to the Japanese announcer¡¯s voice, Xia Yang realized that now he could only receive signals from Japanese radio stations.
This made Xia Yang feel gloomy.
Shanghai has fallen, and the Battle of Songhu has come to an end.
The Chinese army fought fiercely in this prosperous place for three full months, but they still could not stop the Japanese army.
At this moment, Xia Yang suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
But he immediately cheered up, stood up, and turned off the radio.
todayIt was November 12, when Shanghai fell. In another half month, the Japanese army would arrive at the gates of Nanjing City, and the officers responsible for garrisoning Nanjing City at that time almost gave up on the defense of Nanjing City.
The Japanese army entered the city and began the brutal Nanjing Massacre.
When he thought of this, Xia Yang felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost just like that. Those beasts were raping, burning and killing people there, and they could no longer even be called human beings.
He could only pray secretly now. Dai Caixi listened to his words and left Nanjing for the mainland of China. Sichuan, Chongqing, or Kunming are much safer than staying in Nanjing.
But now, all he can do is pray.
In his era, they could communicate through mobile phones and various communication software.
But in this era, the way of contact is more through letters, this primitive method of communication. Xia Yang has completely lost the news about Dai Caixi. He doesn't even know whether Dai Caixi is dead or alive at this time. Should he stay in Nanjing, which is about to become a purgatory, or should he board the train leaving Nanjing and go to a safer place.
He walked to the door and looked in the direction of Nanjing City.
Only cliffs can be seen over there. The ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty is surrounded by cliffs and high mountains and hills. Xia Yang couldn't even see the sunset in the distance.
Xiao Yuebing came over and asked Xia Yang, "Tuanzuo, what's wrong with you? What are you looking at over there?"
Xia Yang turned his head, tears already in his eyes.
"Boy, do you know that in a place thousands of miles away from here, hundreds of thousands of people will soon die under the butcher's knife of the little devil." Xia Yang said.
Xiao Yuebing looked at Xia Yang with tears in his eyes and said with some disbelief: "Tuanzuo, you don't scare me. What's going on? Hundreds of thousands of people will die. Who can do this? !¡±
Xia Yang shook his head and sighed: "If he were a human being, of course he wouldn't do such a thing. But the little devil can't be considered a human being!"
With that said, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the new barracks.
The expansion of their troops has never stopped.
He Changxing and Wei Xing are currently in charge of the training of the new military camp. Liu Fudong was leading his veterans to practice mountain warfare in the endless mountains of Taibai Mountain. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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