After a day of intense transportation, thousands of soldiers and civilians were transported across the river with the help of the small steamer that was emitting black smoke and seemed to be falling apart at any time. Although they encountered several Japanese patrol boats on the way, they were still able to transport thousands of soldiers and civilians across the river.
The four M2 large-caliber heavy machine guns on the steamer escorted them, and they still spent a tense day without any danger.
After escorting the last group of soldiers and civilians across the river, Xiao Shan ordered the general who committed suicide by the river in history to cross the river with the team.
When they were parting, Order Xiao Shan stopped Wu Chengfeng, who was about to take the soldiers aboard the ship, and said to him: "Company Commander Wu, please stay!"
Wu Chengfeng stopped and asked, "What are your orders, sir?"
Xiao Shanling took two steps forward and looked at Wu Chengfeng and the more than a hundred fully armed and well-equipped soldiers beside him. He hesitated for a moment and then said regretfully: "Company Commander Wu, do you really want to go back? You know, there is no one in Nanjing at the moment."
They are Japanese, and there will never be another boat crossing the river from our side..."
Having said this, Xiao Shanling stopped talking, his eyes full of regret. Wu Chengfeng was not a fool, so he naturally heard what he meant. Nanjing has become a dead place at the moment, although they successfully used Xiao Huo today
It was their turn to cross the river, but this model was not suitable for Su Rui and the others, because as soon as they retreated, the Japanese would definitely catch up. They would never let this small group of national troops ruin their good deeds.
Crossing the river.
Wu Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Sir Xiao, of course I understand what you are saying, but I am a soldier. It is enough to escape from a battle once in a lifetime. If you do it any more, you will be ashamed of wearing this military uniform."
After today's busy day, Xiao Shan Ling really liked Wu Chengfeng and his well-equipped company, and couldn't bear to see them return to Nanjing to die. But when he looked at Wu Chengfeng, who looked a little tired but had a determined look, Xiao Shan Ling
He let out a long sigh, patted his shoulder, then waved his hand and said no more.
"Sir, take care!"
Wu Chengfeng saluted Xiao Shanling and led more than a hundred soldiers onto the small fire wheel.
Seeing the small steamer carrying Wu Chengfeng and others slowly leaving the river, a staff officer who came to meet them said in confusion: "This captain is really stupid. Doesn't he know that this is a dead end?"
Xiao Shanling smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, he is a fool. But I really hope that my subordinates can have more soldiers like this."
As soon as these words came out, the staff officer next to him suddenly became blushing...
The sky gradually darkened, and the gunshots that had been ringing all day in Nanjing slowly stopped. The soldiers on both sides were tired after fighting for a day. They returned to their respective positions and began to enjoy a rare post-war dinner.
After a tiring day, Suri returned to the room on the second floor of the church where ammunition was originally stored. After getting into bed, he fell asleep and slept until late at night before waking up.
After he woke up, his stomach was growling with hunger. He went downstairs and went to the side hall downstairs.
The side hall of the church is not small either. It is about thirty meters long at both ends, more than twenty meters wide, and only about three to four meters high. But for some reason, it seems particularly low and depressing to Su Rui now.
. Hundreds of temporary hospital beds made of wooden boards are neatly placed in the hall, and more than a dozen dim oil lamps hang on the walls.
The wounded were lying around the side hall, with low sobbing everywhere. More than a dozen female nurses in military uniforms were busy taking care of them without even touching the ground.
The cries of pain from the wounded echoed in the hall, which made people upset.
"Fuck! Why are so many people crying? Who died?" Su Rui cursed in a low voice. Why is the atmosphere in this place so bad? It looks like the world is about to die!
"Doctor! Doctor!"
At this time, not far from Suri, a soldier whose whole body was covered with gauze bandages suddenly cried loudly, his voice full of fear and anger!
The soldiers lying around him stood up and looked at him, their eyes full of sympathy and sadness.
A nurse rushed over: "What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"
"My legs! Where are my legs? Ah! Where have they gone!"
The soldier with a distinct Cantonese accent shouted to the nurse in a tearful tone.
Suri looked at his lower body, and saw that both legs had been amputated along the knees, and the amputated parts were wrapped in gauze, which was shocking.
"I remember the leg is still there! It's just that the bone was broken by the blast. It should be reattached. Ah! Why? Ah! Why did you just cut it off!"
Facing the soldier's scolding, the nurse did not get angry. She just said calmly: "Soldier, your legs are crushed, the arteries are ruptured, and there is infection. Pastor Tabitha can only amputate your legs, otherwise you will live."
Danger."
Perhaps because she was used to such scenes these days, the nurse still answered in a soft and calm voice. This is why this voice sounded so familiar to Suri.
"What a bullshit danger. I and the Japanese have fought life and death, so is this injury dangerous?" The soldier yelled with all his strength: "You lied to me, you and that foreign monk are both lying.
Me! Why? What is the difference between me and a dead person! Ah! Why do you want to save me! Why..."
The soldier finally covered his face and began to cry helplessly, adding another desolate scene to the already noisy and chaotic side hall.
The surrounding soldiers and nurses lowered their heads when they saw such a scene. At this moment, any words of comfort were feeble.
He was confident that he had tempered his nerves in the purgatory-like battlefield these past few days, but Su Rui still felt bored. Yes, he hated such a dull atmosphere.
Su Rui, who felt bored, subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and was about to light it, when a nurse glared at him and said softly: "I want to smoke outside. I wonder if the wounded need to rest."
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Su Rui's face turned red after being yelled at by the nurse, and he put away his cigarette brilliantly. The world is huge here, and doctors and nurses are the biggest. Even as the supreme commander here, he can only obey obediently.
Su Rui walked out of the side hall to the hall in dejection. He went to the temporary kitchen and begged for two cold steamed buns and a bowl of hot water. He was wolfing down the food when someone suddenly called him: "Sir, Captain Wu is back."
"Oh, Wu Chengfeng is back?"
Su Rui felt happy, and when she looked up, Wu Chengfeng was walking towards him in a hurry.
Wu Chengfeng came to Su Rui, saluted and said with a smile: "Report, Wu Chengfeng, commander of the Fourth Company of the Independent Regiment, has completed his mission and came here to report to the commander!"
"Okay...okay!"
Su Rui casually put the tea cup on the ammunition box aside, swallowed the last half of the steamed bun and then said: "How about it, have you sent the wounded and wounded across the river? Have you found the boat?"
Wu Chengfeng's smile faded and he whispered: "Sir, I sent the man across the river, but the boat was not found."
"What? No boat?"
Su Rui's expression suddenly became serious. Without the ship, their lone army would really be trapped in Nanjing.
"And..." Wu Chengfeng said hesitantly: "And when we came back just now, we found that there were more and more Japanese patrol boats. It is estimated that they are planning to forcibly capture Yijiangmen."
"boom……"
This news was like thunder in Su Rui's mind. They were trapped on three sides now. If they were also occupied by the Japanese army, then their lone army would really be the turtle in the urn.
Suri's expression changed rapidly several times, and then he said with a livid face: "Order all officers above the company level to come to the hall for a meeting!"