The commander above suddenly issued an order to impose martial law, which many soldiers did not understand.
The city of Jinling has been captured by them, and the Chinese army has been routed. No one knows why the martial law is enforced.
But during the day, they carefully searched some residents' houses in Jinling City and found many cellars, and also found many Chinese people hiding in the cellars.
Could it be that the superior commander knew that the Chinese were digging cellars?
It is understandable that the search was to find the Chinese people who were hiding.
But it happened that at night, the security posts at the station were strengthened a lot, and many soldiers were even warned not to leave the station to go to the toilet at night.
Many Japanese soldiers didn't understand this, but they obeyed it obediently.
Only some of the soldiers involved in collecting the remains guessed what was going on, but they were all given a silence order.
Therefore, that night, the Japanese troops in Jinling City were destined to be unstable.
Silent darkness shrouded the broken residential buildings.
The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.
Xia Yuan walked into the residents' courtyard and saw the corpse on the ground. He squatted on the ground to check, and then disappeared quietly into the dark corner. He was like a ghost, a dark lightning in the darkness, quickly passing through the narrow and dark corridor.
Alley.
Along the way, I encountered countless corpses, lying on the ground in pitch black, some of them covered with a thin layer of snow.
The sun didn't get it and it didn't melt away in a day.
With a chill in his heart, Xia Yuan quickly walked through this dark and deep alley with a gun in hand, entering a spacious but rubble-filled street. The houses next to it were burned down and the walls were charred, almost blending in with the surrounding scenery.
One body.
"Damn Japanese."
Cursing secretly in his mind, he moved forward quickly, using his eagle eyes, and soon discovered a Japanese squad stationed in a residential building.
This team of Japanese soldiers are quite good at choosing a place. They live in a three-story building where they can't be exposed to wind or snow.
The door was locked, and there was a Japanese whistle at the window.
Xia Yuan took a quick glance and made a plan to enter. He climbed onto the wall and looked at the layout of the courtyard.
There were many wooden boxes piled up in the yard. Using his eagle eye, he discovered that these boxes contained ammunition, brand-new guns, and some cardboard boxes with cans inside.
There were four trucks parked in front of the door, presumably a supply depot for the Japanese.
Xia Yuan glanced at the third-floor window. The Japanese sentry was located high up, overlooking the entire street. If he wanted to get closer, he had to stick to the wall to avoid being discovered by the Japanese soldier.
His psychological quality was very strong, beyond the reach of ordinary people. He attacked the Japanese garrison at night not only once or twice, but also swaggered into the U.S. military garrison several times.
Xia Yuan looked for the corner of the wall and saw the Japanese truck approaching. There were no Japanese in the truck, and there were a lot of supplies in the back. He ran up to it, opened the box and took a look, and saw that there were yellow and orange bullets.
There were also brand-new rifles and grenades. Xia Yuan thought about it, took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled the safety a little, and carefully placed it between the gaps where the grenade was installed. Such a simple mechanism was ready. As for how it could
If he couldn't succeed, he didn't have much hope.
Whether it can succeed or not depends entirely on God's will.
After placing the mechanism, Xia Yuan jumped out of the car. While listening to the noise nearby, he approached the gate. Through the crack in the door, he saw two Japanese soldiers standing guard in the courtyard.
I suddenly felt a bit toothache. In a small yard, there were actually two open whistles and one hidden whistle.
He thought, the little Japanese devil has learned to be smart.
Since you can't be soft, you can only be tough with the little Japanese devils.
There was a lot of ammunition in the kid's truck, enough to keep him going for a while.
Xia Yuan quietly reached the carriage, jumped out of the car with two boxes full of grenades, placed them on the ground, opened the boxes with a bayonet, grabbed three grenades, squinted, and pulled out the handle of one grenade.
Insurance.
The secret sentry of the Japanese army was a Japanese soldier in his early twenties, yawning.
Not long ago, they were told that the soldiers on guard duty at night would need to send an additional person to perform the post of secret sentry, which meant standing at the window, using the window as a disguise, and keeping an eye on the outside streets.
It's very difficult, it's so cold.
He rubbed his frozen hands and had to hold on to the cold gun again.
The bullet is loaded, and as long as you gently pull the trigger, the bullet will be fired.
He prayed in his heart that this damn bullet would not be fired. He participated in the so-called jihad and just wanted to go home alive and did not want to die on Chinese soil.
However, things went against his expectations. He yawned and felt a little sleepy. "If you keep at it, your shift will change soon."
boom!
Suddenly there was a huge explosion downstairs, and the whole floor was shaking.
"Nani!"
He was suddenly startled and fell to the ground. A bullet shattered the thin paper on the window and knocked off his helmet.
It almost rubbed his scalp, making him feel a chill running down his spine.
In the midst of horror, something broke through the paper on the window and fell to the ground with a thud.
He turned his head and saw that it was a round grenade. He subconsciously wanted to grab it. There was a bang, a huge buzzing came from his ears, and his body seemed to be collided with something. He was momentarily confused and felt a bone-shattering shock.
A chill penetrated my body.
When the soldier touched his body, his clothes were soaked with thick blood.
Thump thump, the heart beats faster and supplies blood, but there are too many broken shrapnels on the body, and the whole body feels cold, and more and more blood flows out.
The Japanese soldiers who woke up from their dreams ran over to check on his condition. Through the thin light, they saw the shrapnel on his body. He shook his head and said to others: "It can't be done."
He heard it and was confused and despairing.
If he was given a chance to start over, he would definitely not participate in this damn holy war.
His family can't wait for him.
boom!
The hazy consciousness has not dissipated, and I vaguely felt a huge explosion coming from beside me. The sound of the explosion was a bit dull, like hitting a drum, and the hazy consciousness gradually dissipated.
He heard screams and gunshots, but gradually heard nothing and couldn't remember anything.
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The enemy is in the light and he is in the dark.
This is a huge advantage.
Xia Yuan drew his bow from left to right, fired a grenade, and threw it in with all his strength. His throwing speed was very fast, his accuracy was extremely high, and his proficiency in throwing ability continued to increase.
Amidst the huge explosion, he heard the upgrade prompt from the system.
Throwing ability breaks through to the master level.
Regardless of checking the changes after breaking through to the Grand Master level, Xia Yuan must seize the time and quickly eliminate the Japanese troops in the house.
Unfortunately, I couldn't see how many Japanese soldiers were inside, and I could only feel that the intensity of the counterattack was getting weaker and weaker. Xia Yuan held the gun, kicked on the wall, easily climbed over into the courtyard, and rushed towards the house with meteoric strides, rolling on the ground.
Entering the gate, you glanced at the two Japanese sentries lying on the ground.
The room was dark, but under night vision, it looked like day.
The stairs were in the house. As soon as he entered the room, two Japanese soldiers came down from the stairs with guns in hand. They hadn't noticed Xia Yuan yet. It was too dark. As soon as they rushed to the door, they saw three black figures on the ground.
, was stunned for a moment, and a group of black shadow suddenly rushed over.
"Ah!!" A Japanese soldier was frightened and screamed. Then he was thrown to the ground by a black shadow, and his scream stopped abruptly.
The Japanese soldier next to him was so frightened that he rushed over with his gun in hand to rescue his companion.
The speed of the black shadow was too fast and the attack was fierce. In the dim light of the dark night, there was a faint flash of bright silver light. The Japanese soldier was lying on the ground, his body trembling, and the smell of blood filled the first floor.
With the help of listening to identify the location, he heard something moving upstairs and rushed upstairs with a bayonet in hand.
In the dark night, a scream suddenly stopped.
The calm night fell into silence again after briefly causing waves.
A black shadow appeared at the window on the second floor and threw down a large bag of things. The shadow climbed over the window and silently jumped down from the second floor. It rolled on the ground and carried the big bag of things behind it, quietly.
leave.
By the time the Japanese reinforcements arrived, the fighting here had long ended. When they entered the room, they found the corpses with their heads cut off.
The heads were arranged in a row, under the dim light, with a horrifying expression. The Japanese soldier who entered first was so frightened that he ran out crawling. The Japanese soldiers who followed behind were also frightened.
They immediately reported the attack on the logistics team, which once again alerted the Japanese commander. After investigation, they found that it was very similar to the attack on a team under a wing of the 6th Division.
The heads of some corpses were cut off and arranged in a row, and booby traps were placed under some corpses. These booby traps could be triggered by moving the corpses slightly.
These Japanese soldiers did not touch the corpses at the scene. When engineers arrived later, they found grenades under the corpses.
Some Japanese soldiers felt lucky that they had not touched these corpses, otherwise the booby traps would have been triggered and none of them would be able to escape.
Fortunately, fortunately, this place obviously could no longer be used as a logistics supply station. The squad leader ordered his soldiers to move all the ammunition in the yard to the car and change its location.
The squad leader came to the door, lit a cigarette, and chatted with the deputy captain.
"Cunning Chinese people, they are like underground rats, what bastards."
"Speak down, squadron leader, this enemy is not simple. He is the Songhu God of War and the God of Death as the Chinese people call him."
"Nani, the God of Death?"
The God of Death is what the Japanese soldiers call Xia Yuan. These Japanese soldiers are not stupid. They fight one after another. They are very clear about the Chinese people's combat capabilities. But there is such a person. In the battles with his participation, the casualties of the Japanese army intensify.
The squadron's troops were dispatched and could not even defeat a small group of Chinese.
All because of this god of death.
Death is a name for a terrifying creature. Many Japanese soldiers heard rumors about the Chinese people and called them the God of Death.
The current night attack on the Sixth Division and their logistics confirmed the rumors that this man was the God of Death.
The battle ends so quickly. After killing the soldiers, their heads will be cut off and booby traps are buried under the corpses. This is not the God of Death.
They knew in their hearts that unless this god of death was eliminated, their night camp would not be stable for a moment.
But no one knows where the God of Death is hiding.
After Xia Yuan retreated, he quickly moved along the street towards the church.
The location where he attacked the Japanese camp at night was very far away from the church. If he looked for the Japanese camp near the church to attack, the church would be raided by the Japanese.
In addition, he also thought carefully about the two locations where he attacked the Japanese camp.
The distance between the two locations is only seven or eight hundred meters, almost right next to each other.
This creates the illusion for the enemy that he is actually hiding nearby.
Therefore, the Japanese would focus on the area near the attack, and the church would be able to successfully avoid the Japanese.
But it was still not safe. The Japanese invaded Jinling and massacred all directions. The church was raided by the Japanese more than once. Fortunately, the entrance to the cellar was very hidden, and the items in the church had long been swept away by the Japanese.
The Japanese who came later to raid the church saw that the church had been raided, so they just walked around the church and left without doing any detailed cleaning.
It was also in this situation that the church cellar successfully evaded the Japanese raids.
Before entering the church, Xia Yuan placed the large bag in a ruins a hundred meters away from the church, and then carefully checked the area near the church to prevent Japanese troops from being stationed near the church. This was a special period and he could not be cautious.
After confirming that the area around the church was safe, Xia Yuan carried a large bag and climbed over the wall without going through the main entrance. He entered the church quietly, cleaned the traces near the cellar, and knocked on the cellar door.
Zhou Xiaoli was hiding on the steps at the entrance of the cellar, reading through the cracks in the cellar with the dim light cast in.
After she heard the sound, she immediately opened the door latch and let Xia Yuan in.
"You didn't sleep?" Xia Yuan was carrying the big bag and found that the cellar entrance was too small to fit in. As he asked, he opened the big bag and took out the items inside. He handed them to Zhou Xiaoli one by one and motioned for her to take them in.
"Can't sleep." Zhou Xiaoli looked at a lot of cans, hugged her and answered in a low voice.
"Is it because you can't sleep well?"
"Um."
"You can sleep again later."
"I'm not sleepy."
"I want to sleep even if I'm not tired."
Xia Yuan's attitude is very tough. Now there are only two of them and they must rely on each other.
He knew that after going out many times, there was no one alive near the church, and most of them were brutally murdered by the Japanese. Even further away, he went to the home of Wang Ergou's sister. Unfortunately, their family was also massacred by the Japanese.
The underground members did not notify them. Secondly, the Japanese army entered Jinling City. They wanted to collect intelligence about the Japanese army.
During this period, most of the citizens in Jinling City who did not choose to escape believed that the Japanese would only take over the rule of the government after entering Jinling City.
For the vast majority of citizens, it doesn't matter who rules them, they have to live their lives.
Therefore, when the national army retreated, only the residents near the city gate followed the retreating national army vehicles, and many people in the city did not evacuate.
Even when the Japanese invaders entered the city, the coachmen were still pulling people, the shop owners were still buying goods, the breakfast shop was open normally, and there were coolies at the dock looking for work. It was as peaceful as ever.
But they never expected that after the Japanese invaders entered the city, things were not as they thought.
Instead, they carried out inhumane acts of burning, killing, raping and looting.