A burst of severe pain was transmitted into his mind through the pain nerve. Su Rui felt as if someone was putting a chisel on his forehead and then hitting it hard with a hammer. This kind of pain really exceeded the limit that humans can bear.
There were also bursts of huge roaring sounds in my ears.
There were several times when Su Rui felt that he was about to collapse, but it seemed as if something was protecting him. A faint stream of heat kept swirling in his mind. When this stream of heat flowed through his mind,
, his brain would feel an inexplicable sense of comfort. Relying on this heat, Suri finally did not completely faint, but lingered between half asleep and half awake.
I don't know how long it took, but Su Rui felt his brain slowly calm down. He took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. Information from the outside world was instantly transmitted to his senses. It was just what he saw in front of him.
This scene shocked him again.
A row of dilapidated houses were dilapidated in the wind, and a circular pit several meters wide was entrenched in the center of the street. A cold wind blew by, and Su Rui, who had just regained consciousness, felt a chill creeping in.
own body.
Suri slowly got up from the ground, with a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes. What happened in front of him had a serious conflict with his memory. In the end, two questions emerged in his mind: Where is this? This
what is going on?
"Bata!"
There was a crisp sound, and Su Rui looked and saw that it was his computer bag that fell to the ground.
"Oh no, my computer is broken, right?" Su Rui quickly picked up the computer bag and put it on his back. At this time, he was not in the mood to open the bag and check his treasure.
First we need to figure out what is going on.
"Pah hook!"
Just when Suri was still confused, a crisp voice came from not far away.
"Hey, gunshots? How can there be gunshots here!" Who doesn't want to live anymore and dares to shoot on the street. Thanks to the strict management of guns in later generations, those who have heard gunshots or fired guns in real life
Except for members of the state's violent agencies such as soldiers, police or armed police, most people's understanding of guns only exists in TV, pictures and movies. Therefore, when Su Rui heard the gunshot in the distance, he
It is inevitable to cause strong uneasiness in the heart.
At this time, Su Rui felt a burst of extreme uneasiness in his heart. After suddenly looking around, he only felt an icy chill rising from the bottom of his heart. What kind of dilapidated city is this?
Short tile-roofed houses and earthen houses stood messily on both sides of the street. The street was a narrow earthen road, and there seemed to be several human-shaped objects lying on the roadside. But these were not enough to surprise Su Rui.
What shocked him was that not far from him, in front of a building made of dilapidated bricks and tiles, a dilapidated wooden board was hung. On this dilapidated wooden board, a few black traditional Chinese characters were written with a brush,
"Jinling No. 7 Junior High School"
After seeing these words, Su Rui fell into the abyss. People in later generations will know that Chinese schools have always been divided into levels based on primary schools, middle schools, and universities, and schools were divided into levels based on elementary schools and junior high schools.
There was only one, and that was during the Kuomintang rule, and only then would the country name the school with this title.
Confusion, confusion, anger and a hysterical rage surged into Su Rui's heart, and he roared at the sky angrily, "Asshole, who can tell me what is going on, what is going on!
"
Su Rui's angry voice did not cause any reaction. The surroundings were still empty. Another cold wind blew by, which lowered the temperature of Su Rui's body, which was full of anger.
"Cold... so damn cold!" This was Suri's only feeling at this time.
The cold temporarily suppressed Suri's anger and made him calm down. He covered his shivering body with his hands and slowly walked on the streets full of ruined walls. The cold wind in the air kept blowing on his body.
Although his body was very cold, an even colder chill emanated from his heart.
At this time, he was holding a leaflet printed on the roughest straw paper in his hand. The content printed on the leaflet tore up the last remaining hope in Su Rui's heart.
The content of this leaflet reads like this, Wei Shen Zuo Zi Order No. 36: Our army is currently occupying the Fukuo position as the final battle to defend Nanjing. All units should try their best to defend the position with the determination to survive or die, and must not be allowed to take it lightly.
Abandoning an inch of land shakes the whole army. If anyone disobeys the order and moves back without authorization, he must comply with the commission's order and handle it strictly according to the company's laws. ⑵ All ships acquired by each army shall be handed over to the transportation headquarters for safekeeping. They are not allowed to be detained privately.
Song Xilian, commander of the 78th Army, is in charge of the command. Along the river, the police strictly prohibit troops from crossing the river privately by boat. Violators will be arrested and severely punished. If they dare to resist, they will be stopped by force."
The signature on the leaflet is: Nanjing Garrison Commander Tang Shengzhi
November 21, twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China
Su Rui's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that he had encountered a time-travel plot in a third-rate cliché novel? Did he return to Jinling more than half a century ago? Su Rui knew very well that this place
It is the eternal pain in the hearts of future generations of Chinese people, and it is also the place where countless people gnashed their teeth over it. This place is called Nanjing, and the time at this moment should be 1937.
"God damn it, God damn it, didn't I just scold you a few times? As for sending me to this hellish place?" Su Rui cursed angrily and couldn't help but quicken his pace. Suddenly, his
The sole of his foot seemed to be tripped by something, and Suri stumbled and fell to the ground without paying attention.
Suri struggled to get up, but he suddenly felt something was wrong. His hand touched something hard. He looked up and almost frightened him. One of his faces was covered with blood and he could not see clearly.
A corpse wearing a blue military uniform was lying on the ground. His eyes were still rolled, but his eyes were no longer focused.
"Dead... dead body!" Su Rui, who was trembling with fear, gasped and sat on the ground, looking straight at the dead body on the ground.
There were no wounds on this body, but the face had been smashed by shrapnel. He was lying quietly on the roadside, his body bent into a strange bow shape, and his death was very miserable.
Suri's face was very pale. This was the first corpse he had seen that died of homicide in real life. It had a huge impact on him.
Taking a deep breath, Su Rui slowly said to herself, "Relax, relax, this is 1937, this is... fucking Nanjing!"
When Su Rui said these words, he felt that his whole body was about to explode. No matter how slow he was at this time, he could still feel that he was struck by the lightning. The most tragic battle in Chinese history in 1937
During the battle, he still can't accept this result. Does God think that hacking him to death is not enough, so he wants to let himself die miserably here again?
A gust of cold wind blew by, and goosebumps appeared on Suri's body, "It's so damn cold!"
"Ah sob!" Suri couldn't help but sneezed loudly.
No wonder, just before Suri was in summer in July, but now it is the winter solstice, but Suri is still wearing only a shirt, it is strange that it is not cold.
"No, you will get a fever if you continue like this." Su Rui immediately realized that if he caught a cold and had a fever now, in this era of lack of medical treatment and medicine, it would often mean death.
Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Su Rui gritted his teeth and stretched his trembling hands towards the dead body in front... Soon the corpse's coat was put on Su Rui's body.
After putting on this military uniform, she suddenly felt a lot warmer. After moving for a while, Suri still felt a little awkward. After taking a closer look, she realized that she was still wearing slippers on her feet.
"Damn, I even changed my clothes, and I don't care about putting on my shoes again."
Soon, Suri had another pair of sturdy leather shoes on his feet. What surprised Suri was that the shoes and the clothes fit him surprisingly well, as if they were specially made for him.
After changing into a pair, Su Rui touched his body habitually and took out an ID card from the pocket of his left jacket. Su Rui glanced at it habitually. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. After looking at it, he took it
But the hand holding the document began to tremble, and the document clearly read in traditional Chinese: "Deputy Director of the Logistics Department of the 163rd Regiment of the 36th Division of the 78th Army of the National Revolutionary Army, rank of Major, name...
...Suri, there is a photo on the left side of the ID, and Su Rui also saw that the person in the photo was exactly the same as himself."
"boom......."
A shell exploded less than thirty meters away from Su Rui. The flash of fire when the shell exploded made Su Rui's face look particularly ferocious...