The autumn wind is bleak and the drizzle is hazy.

The smoke on the battlefield was somewhat dispersed by the autumn rain.

Xia Yuan still didn't know that the Japanese 3rd Division had discovered his existence. At this moment, he was walking along the yellow mud path, wrapped in the Japanese military coat, and walking westward along the seaside beach.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, the air was a little fresher. The Japanese military boots stepped on the yellow mud on the ground, making a squeaking sound.

After walking for several kilometers, the soles of my feet and trouser legs were covered with yellow mud.

Xia Yuan put several guns behind him on the ground, checked the bullets on his body, and there were more than a hundred bullets. He quietly placed them in the bullet clips. He took out the few grenades he touched and quietly placed them on the grass.

Okay, let's go to the toilet on the grass.

When I got out, I saw a dark man squatting on the ground, grabbing a rifle on the ground with one hand.

Xia Yuan's sudden appearance made the air freeze suddenly.

"Chinese!?"

The moment the man saw Xia Yuan, he panicked. He heard Xia Yuan yell and chased after him with the gun behind him. When he went to the toilet, he just took off the extra gun and still carried it on his body.

He was carrying a gun and two pistols at his waist.

The moment the man saw Xia Yuan making a sound, he turned around and started running, but his speed was too slow. In Xia Yuan's eyes, he was very slow.

Even though Xia Yuan had not eaten much for several days and only drank rainwater from small rivers and ditches, his physical fitness was still far higher than that of ordinary people.

The explosion speed is very fast, like a cheetah, it rushes out and is dazzling when it is close to that person.

"stop!"

Xia Yuan even made a sound from his mouth, signaling the other party to stop.

The other party looked back and saw Xia Yuan moving so fast. He immediately became very panicked. He tripped over the weeds on the ground and fell to the ground. He held his head in his hands and said, "Let me go, let me go."

Xia Yuan stopped and walked in front of this dark guy. His nose twitched and he smelled a foul smell. He frowned and said, "Are you hiding in the toilet?"

He also saw some dry and hard substances on the man's body, like dried feces.

There was a trace of embarrassment on the man's face, and he hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

"What a shame for the Chinese people." Xia Yuan kicked the opponent hard. There was no doubt that he was a deserter.

When the man heard that Xia Yuan said he was embarrassed, he immediately became unconvinced and unflustered. He waited for a pair of eyes and said, "You said I was embarrassed. What are you? You are also a deserter. After all, I have been on the battlefield and killed Japanese devils."

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"Why, haven't I been on the battlefield? I've never been on the battlefield. Where did those guns come from? I picked them up on the ground?" Xia Yuan showed a playful look on his face, squatted on the ground and asked: "You

Where is the gun? Not to mention it’s still in the cesspool.”

"you......"

Xia Yuan laughed, sat down on the ground, rummaged in his pocket for a while, and found a crumpled cigarette box. He rummaged inside to find the last cigarette, and took out a box of matches in his jacket pocket. There were still some matches left.

There were quite a few. He took out one, polished the match on the rough side of the matchbox, lit the cigarette, took a pleased look at it, and turned to look at the man lying on the ground, not daring to get up.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Sangou."

"The name is so strange."

"You rely on your reputation to make a living."

"Where are you from?"

"Guangxi."

"Gui Jun, Wolf Soldier, how could there be a coward like you?"

"I'm not a coward!" Wang Sangou's dark face seemed to be suppressed, red and black, "I went to the battlefield to fight against the Japs. The troops were scattered by the Japanese Japs, and everyone in our company died.

The Japanese were chasing me so hard that I jumped into a toilet to escape."

Xia Yuan glanced at the other party and said in a puff of smoke, "Everyone is dead?"

"I don't know, they must all be dead. I saw a lot of corpses, many, many, almost everywhere. There was no living person." Wang Sangou had a sad smile on his face, a dejected look on his face, and looked at him with helpless eyes.

Holding half of the cigarette in Xia Yuan's mouth.

Xia Yuan seemed to notice Wang Sangou's gaze, smiled, and handed him half a cigarette: "You are the only one left, where are you going?"

"have no idea."

Wang Sangou quickly took the cigarette, lay down on the grass, ignored the wet ground and weeds, took a deep sip, then looked up at the sky, and exhaled a long breath: "I, I want to go to Jinling."

"Jinling!?"

Xia Yuan turned to look at the other party and asked in surprise: "Why do you want to go to Jinling?"

"My sister is in Jinling." Wang Sangou threw the finished cigarette butt on the ground. He looked at the cigarette butt that fell into the water and made a hissing sound. The red-lit cigarette butt was extinguished and a stream of smoke emitted.

"Your sister is in Jinling?!" Xia Yuan has some experience. From Guangxi to Jinling, he has to cross more than half of China.

"In the early years, my family was poor and my sister was sold. Later, she wrote to me and said that when I had a family in Jinling, I was forced to become a young man and join the army." Wang Sangou talked about this incident.

His expression was a bit grim, "My parents were beaten to death by a wealthy landlord, and there was no one to bury them. To this day, I don't know where the bones of their two elders are."

He raised his head and looked at Xia Yuan with a pair of bloodshot eyes: "You are also defeated, and so am I. Let's go to Jinling together. It's a big city. Not only can you make money, but you can also get married. The most important thing is that with me

With my sister here, we can live on."

"You want my gun?" Xia Yuan squinted his eyes and examined the other person.

"I can't hide it from you." Wang Sangou's eyes lingered on Xia Yuan's waist and said: "A pistol is easier to hide than a rifle. If we change our clothes, no one will notice us."

Xia Yuan said nothing and looked up at the gray sky. Perhaps Wang Sangou could not have imagined that an unprecedented disaster would break out in Jinling in a few months. This disaster would be enough to shock the whole of China and the whole world.

Unfortunately, after the war, due to changes in the world situation, the Cold War began.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The motherland is desperately looking for partners, and even has to establish diplomatic relations with its former enemies. Many things have become things that cannot be mentioned.

Little is known about what Japan did in Jinling. Unlike the atomic bomb attack on Japan and the massacre of Jews in Europe, few people outside Asia know the horror of the Jinling Massacre. It is ignored in many historical documents published abroad.

Regarding this historical event, only a few books briefly mentioned the Jinling Massacre.

Among the foreign historical works on World War II, almost none describe the Jinling Massacre in detail.

For example, "American Traditional Picture History: World War II" is the best-selling single-volume picture history book of World War II in the United States for many years, but it does not include a single picture of the Jinling Massacre, and even says nothing about the event.

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No matter it is Churchill's "Memoirs of the Second World War" or Henry Mitchell's 947-page classic "Second World War", there is not a single word about the Jinling Massacre.

Not to mention foreign countries, even many Chinese people at home, even modern ones, do not know that the Japanese military leaders committed such a brutal and inhumane massacre in Jinling.

As for Japan, they deny this period of history. Over the past few decades, Japan has systematically deleted a large amount of content about the Holocaust, especially in their textbooks, which have long been deleted.

They removed the photos of the Jinling Massacre from museums, tampered with or destroyed the original materials of the Jinling Massacre, and avoided mentioning words like the Jinling Massacre in popular culture. Even some history professors who are admired in Japan have joined the right-wing

In power.

In the documentary "In the Name of the Emperor", a Japanese historian even denied the entire Jinling Massacre: "Even if only twenty or thirty people were killed, Japan would be extremely shocked. At that time, the Japanese army had always been

It’s a model unit.”

They tampered with history and refused to acknowledge history. They even enshrined the souls of soldiers who died in World War II in the Yasukuni Shrine for the Chinese people to worship.

Every time Xia Yuan thought about it, he felt more and more disgusting about this nation and was full of hatred for this nation.

He looked at the sky, and there was vague smoke drifting over.

The Jinling Massacre, such words pierced his heart and brain deeply.

Wang Sangou didn't know what he said, which reminded Xia Yuan of some bad memories. He sat up, waved his hand, and said to Xia Yuan who was in a daze: "How about it, think about it, now you go chase other troops

, you can’t find them either, you might run into Japanese devils, if you run into Japanese devils, it will be dangerous, they will never let you go.”

There is another very important reason why Wang Sangou wants to drag Xia Yuan into trouble.

He is thin and small, so if he really encounters the Japanese, he may not be the opponent of the Japanese. Therefore, these days, he does not even dare to wash off the filth all over his body, so that at night, he can take advantage of the filth all over his body.

Blend with the night.

The soldier in front of me seems to be in pretty good shape, and he is tall and strong. When encountering the Japanese, at least he can help relieve some of the pressure.

Xia Yuan thought over and over again, considering the mission on one hand and the Jinling Massacre on the other, and finally chose the former.

The Jinling Massacre, in just forty days, killed more than 300,000 people, and there were still a large number of missing people whose bodies were not found. The number may be far more than what is recorded, which means that the Japanese who invaded Jinling

, killing 10,000 Chinese people every day.

"If you don't go to Jinling with me, you have to go to the front line. Aren't enough people dying?"

Wang Sangou immediately became anxious. He finally met a soldier with a good character, how could he let him go so easily?

"When the Japanese invaded, more people died in Jinling."

"Impossible, the Japanese devils can't fight through."

Wang Sangou rejected Xia Yuan's view. He thought that with so many troops participating in the war, how could it be possible for the Japanese to defeat them?

Many soldiers are the same and the opposite.
To be continued...