Su Rui, who was dressed in a blue military uniform, stumbled and ran in an alley. The leather boots under his feet were covered with mud and water. After wandering around for a long time, Su Rui had to admit that he was lost. At this time, Jinling and later generations
The difference was so huge that he had no idea where he was now.
"Woo...boom..."
A sharp, strange scream suddenly passed over Suri's head, hitting a house on the left. Accompanied by a violent explosion and clouds of dust, the house collapsed, and the dust flew everywhere.
The explosion scared Su Rui so much that he almost sat down on the ground. Although he was still standing far away, he knew that his face must be very pale at the moment without looking in the mirror. This was a war, a war.
The real war that happened to him and around him, he had seen countless versions of this war in later movies, TV or novels, but every version told the same meaning, that is cruelty,
Absolutely inhumane cruelty!
Suri ran forward a few more steps, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in front of him.
"Someone is coming!" This was Suri's first reaction.
As if it was a conditioned reflex, Su Rui hid in a ruined wall nearby without hesitation.
"Brothers, let's go quickly!" A voice with an accent from Shandong sounded.
A group of ragged soldiers appeared in front of Suri, holding weapons in their hands and running hurriedly in Suri's direction.
"They are...the national army!"
Although their clothes were all shabby, the eye-catching blue sky and white sun cap emblem on the left side of the French steel helmet of the leader was clearly and conspicuously reflected in Su Rui's eyes.
"Stop them and take something out of their mouths!"
This was the thought that came to Su Rui's mind at this moment. Su Rui's heart was beating wildly at this moment. If he didn't ask his own people, why should he wait for the Japanese to come in before asking?
Thinking of this, Su Rui stuck his head out of the broken wall and shouted loudly, "Stop, you..."
"Da da da......."
As Su Rui's voice sounded, a series of crisp gunshots rang out immediately, and Su Rui only felt a stream of heat passing through his scalp.
"Fuck, they actually shot!"
The startled Suri immediately fell to the ground, and then the smell of burnt hair entered his nose.
"Sir, did we hit the wrong person? The person just now seems to be one of our own!"
At this time, a voice came into Su Rui's ears.
"No, which bastard hit him so accurately just now?" The same voice with a Shandong accent sounded, but there was a hint of panic in his voice.
"How about, let's go over and take a look to see if he's dead." It was obviously said by the soldier who had also fired a shot just now.
"Watching a football, he is lucky if he doesn't die. If he dies, what are we going to watch? Do you want to collect his body?" The man with a Shandong accent was obviously not a good person, and continued: "Our officers are all dead.
, if you don’t run away now, are you going to stay here and wait to die?”
"Asshole, these bastards are shooting at me and they don't even look at me."
Su Rui heard the words of several soldiers clearly. Under stimulation, he ignored the potential threat and stood up and shouted: "You bastard, which army are you from? How dare you shoot at will!"
"Wow, wow, wow..."
Suddenly, the man who was supposed to be dead stood up, and the group of soldiers were so frightened that they pointed their guns at Suri, and the sound of pulling the bolt could be heard.
But when they saw Suri's military uniform and the rank on his collar, everyone was stunned, especially the leading soldier, who once again whispered in a low voice with a Shandong accent: "Oh no!
, I actually shot at the officer just now, I’m dead this time!”
Naturally, these soldiers didn't know that the officer in front of them was a fake, and in their opinion, with his thin skin and tender flesh, he must be a young man from a wealthy family, and he must have been to a military academy.
Isn’t it a piece of cake to deal with these poor big-headed soldiers?
"You... Who are you? Why are you here and shooting at me?"
Suri, who was a little dazed by the shot just now, didn't expect that he could be so manly and dare to walk up to a group of soldiers and act arrogant. Maybe this was just Suri's subconscious action.
When these soldiers saw their blue military uniforms and the rank of major on their collars, they all stood at attention to save face. The leader, the second lieutenant, whose clothes were ragged and unsightly, stood at attention and gave Su Ruijing a
He saluted and said loudly: "Sir, I am from the 28th Regiment of the 154th Division of the 83rd Army. I am now ordered to retreat. Lin Shiqian, the platoon commander of the 1st Platoon of the 3rd Battalion and 8th Company of the 28th Regiment, the report is completed.
, please give me instructions, sir!"
"Ordered to retreat?"
Su Rui was startled, then gritted his teeth and asked, "Tell me, what day is today? Where is this place?"
"What? What day? Where?" The surrounding soldiers were stunned. Lin Shiqian, who was standing in front, was stunned for a moment before asking in confusion: "Sir, what are you talking about?"
Suri said impatiently: "I'm asking what day it is today, that is, what year it is and what month it is?"
"Uh..." The surrounding soldiers couldn't help but look at each other, thinking that this officer must have been confused, why did he ask such a mentally retarded question?
A short, dark soldier stuck out his tongue and whispered to his companion: "It's broken. This officer's brain must have been hit by something."
Suri was furious and cursed angrily: "You just got hit in the head? Your whole family's brains got hit in the head."
Seeing this officer scolding him like a shrew, no one dared to say a word. After a long time, Lin Shiqian hesitated and said: "Sir, today is the 26th year of the Republic of China. According to foreign calculations, it is 1937."
On December 9th, here...this is Nan...Nanjing City."
"Boom...a shell landed on a house far ahead. The house was blown to pieces, and soil and rocks flew all over the floor."
Su Rui stood there blankly, looking at this group of soldiers wearing military uniforms that could only be seen on TV in the past, and began to look dazed. These soldiers were all wearing typical Chinese winter clothes, which were fixed with thick cotton lining and sewing thread.
The original color was blue, but it has obviously faded to gray. There are no other badges on the winter clothes except rough name tags. Underneath, they all wear thick socks, leggings and Chinese-style straw sandals, and wear blue sky and white sun on their heads.
Helmets with cap badges include British MkI style and American M1917A1 style.
Some soldiers were also carrying canvas rucksacks, which presumably contained some limited equipment. They were carrying water bottles or satchels on their left shoulders. Suri also noticed that one soldier was holding a
There is a Finnish M26 light machine gun that is very unfamiliar to later generations of Chinese people. Everything in front of him tells Suri that this is a typical Chinese army in the 1930s.
"What a bastard!"
Su Rui murmured, but this voice was full of inexplicable grief and anger: "It is true, it is true, I have really come to this damn era..."
Suri's voice was low at first, but then he immediately pointed at the sky and roared loudly, "God, since you hit me, why don't you give me a good time? Why did you let me come to this damn place?"
!”
Until just now, Suri had been immersed in a trance. He had never been sure of everything he saw. In his trance, he thought it was his hallucination. It was only now, after passing through the mouths of these soldiers, that he
I am really sure that I have arrived in Nanjing in 1937, and I have also arrived in this worst era.
Seeing the crazy-looking Suri, the soldiers next to him were startled. One soldier whispered to Lin Shiqian: "Boss, wasn't this officer frightened crazy by the shot you just fired?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Lin Shiqian was shocked. No matter what era or country the army was in, shooting at an officer without authorization was a very serious crime. It was not surprising that he was dragged out and shot. Lin Shiqian naturally refused to put this shit basin into
He slapped his head on his head. "Wang Dezi was also involved in what happened just now!"
"Boss, don't rely on me. I shot the gun just now into the sky." A tall soldier next to him, holding a Hanyang-made rifle in his hand, shook his head like a rattle and quickly denied it.
, whoever admits this kind of thing is a fool.
A thoughtful soldier whispered, "Boss, how about we sneak away first? Maybe the officer doesn't know."
There was a sound of "Pa!" and the soldier was immediately slapped on the head by Lin Shiqian. Lin Shiqian's angry voice sounded from the side at the same time, "You idiot, don't drag me with you if you want to die.
If the officer sees you and tries to run away, do you want to be shot?"