On August 9, 1937, Shanghai North Railway Station.

Since the Lugou Bridge Incident broke out, China and Japan fought in Pingjin. However, Song Zheyuan, who was the director of the Hebei-Chahar Pacification Office and the commander of the 29th Army at that time, always had unrealistic fantasies about the Japanese, which caused the ideological confusion among the soldiers of the 29th Army, and even serious lack of preparation for war, and the result was that the soldiers were defeated like mountains of defeat.

In August, North China was already full of smoke, but Shanghai was still calm.

However, no one knew that this was just the last tranquility before the storm came.

Xu Shijiu walked in a standard step, walked through the playground of the garrison and walked out of the camp gate. Two security teams guarding outside the gate raised their guns and saluted. Xu Shijiu replied to the standard military salute.

As soon as he left the gate, the crowded voices came to his face. Xu Shijiu narrowed his eyes against the vicious sun in the afternoon. Not far away was the exit of the train station. A train arrived at the station. The dark crowds followed the flood that broke the dike and rushed out from the exit. Among the passengers, there were old and young, men and women, fashionable clothes, and shabby clothes, but without exception, all of them had vivid expressions. Shanghai was the paradise in the minds of all Chinese people in that era.

Xu Shijiu looked at the big clock on the top floor of the Western Church opposite the train station. After 2:00 pm, it was the hottest time of the day. Under the double baking of the sun in the sky and the concrete road surface, the air became extremely hot, and even the raised haze was full of heat. It sucked into the lungs and made people feel burned and irritable.

Xu Shijiu's mood was not affected by the heat at all because he saw a beautiful scenery.

Just under the shade of the French sycamore tree opposite the road, a girl stood. The girl was wearing a white floral cheongsam. Her jade arms exposed outside the cheongsam were like lotus couples, white and tender. The well-cut cheongsam further outlined the girl's slender figure, thin waist and upturned chest and buttocks, which made pedestrians stop and look back.

Seeing Xu Shijiu, the girl's slightly frown willow eyebrows stretched out immediately. The pair of big eyes that were originally covered with a faint coldness suddenly showed joy that could not be hidden. She quickly tiptoed on her feet, raised her lotus-like jade arms to wave to Xu Shijiu across the road: "Ajiu, here, here."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xu Shijiu's mouth.

Xu Shijiu had actually seen the girl opposite long ago. Although he just walked out of the gate of the station, he had just glanced at it quickly, but he had already imprinted the general situation of the entire street into his mind. This is a habit developed from the bloody battlefield after many years of military career. I guess he will never change it in this life.

Looking at Xu Shijiu walking across the road, the girl's smile became more and more vivid.

From a female perspective, Xu Shijiu is undoubtedly very attractive. He is young, with a heroic figure, tough facial features, and a blue and black security uniform that does not look rustic at all when worn on him, but it shows a bit strange heroic spirit. However, what is most attractive about Xu Shijiu is the cold aura he accidentally revealed.

For example, when Xu Shijiu looked around the surrounding environment without focus, this metal-like cold aura would unnaturally reveal his body. He was like a sharp sword hidden in a sword box. Although you could not see its sharp blade, you could clearly feel its sharpness.

"Jiaxi, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Looking at the girl's flower-like melon-shaped face, Xu Shijiu sighed in her heart.

The situation is tense. Yang Hu, the commander of the Shanghai Security Corps, has ordered several times to require the Security Corps to be loose on the outside and tight on the inside and be prepared for war. Shanghai may start war at any time. As the captain of the 19th Independent Brigade of the Shanghai Security Corps, Xu Shijiu is very clear in his heart that he may go to the battlefield at any time and may die in the battlefield at any time.

As a soldier, it is only his duty to die on the battlefield, but can Jiaxi bear the pain of losing her lover?

So recently, Xu Shijiu was consciously avoiding the girl. The girl came to the base several times to look for him, but he pretended to go out and let her go, but this time, he didn't want to hide anymore, because this might be the last meeting. He wanted to accompany her well before leaving this world, which was his last wish.

"Rickshaw." Xu Shijiu reached out to stop a rickshaw.

Xu Shijiu held Yu Jiaxi's slender waist and asked her to get on the car first. When Xu Shijiu got on the car, Yu Jiaxi naturally carried Xu Shijiu's right arm and leaned her head on Xu Shijiu's shoulder. Xu Shijiu turned her head slightly, looked at the black hairs spread like a waterfall under her nose, and smelled the unique fragrance of the girl's body, and couldn't help feeling sad.

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In the resident of the 19th Independent Brigade, the regiments were still training under the scorching sun.

On the empty playground, more than 600 regiments were divided into three groups, more than 400 regiments stood in a military posture with a vicious sun. These were all new members. More than 100 regiments practiced thorns with one-eyed officer's command, and in the end, there were more than 100 regiments practicing equipment, such as flying ropes, wall climbing, mud pits, and single-plank bridges.

Although the 19th Independent Brigade is just a security team, Xu Shijiu's requirements for them are higher than those of the regular army.

In the simple bungalow of the brigade headquarters, two security officers were lying on the window to look at it. There was a striking scar on the face on the left, and a sleeve on the right was hanging straight down.

While the two were bored, a rapid phone ring suddenly rang behind them.

The trooper guarded by the phone and picked up the microphone like a conditioned reflex, first heard a few words from the other side, then turned his head and said to the two officers: "The sword team, the independent team, the commander is called, please find the captain."

The officer with a scar on his face took the phone and said, "The captain is not here, I am a scar."

I don’t know what I said on the other end of the phone, Scar’s expression suddenly became a little cold, and the soldiers in the command center were a little scared. Every time the captain or the squadron leader showed this metal-like cold aura on his face, someone must be in trouble. I wonder who was the one who was unlucky this time, the street gangster, or the Orion ronin?

Putting down the phone, Scar turned his head and said to the one-armed officer: "One hand, something happened!"

Without waiting for the one-armed officer to ask, Scar continued: "The gendarmerie of the 20th Independent Brigade killed two Japanese soldiers at the gate of Hongqiao Airport. The attendant said that the situation in Shanghai would be likely to be out of control, so that all regiments and independent brigades should be prepared. All families will leave Shanghai immediately, and all soldiers will write suicide letters, and the captain will immediately go to the Longhua Security Command for a meeting!"

"Hmm?!" said the sole hand frowned slightly, "But the captain went out, and I don't know where he went."

"It's important, send someone to find him immediately!" Scar said in contemplation, "In this way, I'll go to the headquarters to support you first. Send a few more people out to find him, the focus is on Zhongshan Hospital and the Big World. I guess the captain either went on a date with Dr. Yu or was invited by Miss Tang to the Big World to listen to the Big World."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." The only hand nodded repeatedly.

"The sword team, the independent team, the captain may not have gone to Zhongshan Hospital or the Big World." Cao Mancang, the chief of the Independent 19th Brigade, walked out from the next door and said, "Before leaving in the afternoon, the captain answered a call. It seemed that General Sun Yuanliang wanted to invite him to the Zhenru banquet, so I think the captain may have gone to Zhenru."

"Let's do this, Lao Cao, call Kunshan immediately for verification." Scar said this and ordered his only hand to say, "Don't leave your side, and send someone to look for it separately."

Scarface, his hands separated and left.

Cao Mancang also wanted to call Kunshan, but after the call was answered, he found out that the command of the 88th Division had moved forward and could not contact him at all.

The rank soldiers immediately asked curiously: "Chief, the Sun Yuanliang you just mentioned is the commander of the 88th Division?"

"Nonsense." Cao Mancang said angrily, "In the battle sequence of the national army, in addition to the commander of the 88th Division, can you find the second one named Sun Yuanliang?"

Another officer immediately asked, "Our captain is very familiar with Sun Yuanliang?"

"Very familiar?" Cao Mancang curled his lips and said disdainfully, "It's not just familiar, let me tell you this. As long as our captain nods, he can go to the 88th Division to be the main commander at any time, hum!"

"No, the predecessor of the 88th Division is the 2nd Central Guard Division!"

"That's right, the 88th Division is still one of the first ten adjustment divisions, and that's a real God-armed division!"

"Our brigade captain is just a lieutenant colonel, and the regiment commander has a military rank. Not to mention the promotion, we can also go to an ace division like the 88th Division to be the main team leader. Why doesn't the brigade captain go?"

The entire brigade was in an instant, and six or seven stewards chased Cao Mancang and asked questions. However, Cao Mancang patted his butt and walked into his office. Before entering the door, he turned his head and said to more than a dozen pairs of earnest eyes: "You new recruits know nothing."

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On the Ningxia Railway Line, a train full of soldiers and supplies was crawling forward.

Hanging in the rear of the train, Sun Yuanliang, the commander of the 88th Division of the National Army, was talking around reporters from all walks of life. Sun Yuanliang was wearing shiny military uniforms and horse boots, and the generals on the captain were shining brightly under the spotlight. It was quite good from the appearance alone. Chairman Jiang really favored this handsome Huangpu direct descendant.

On the other side of the carriage, Deputy Commander Feng Shengfazheng and Chief of Staff Zhang Boting stood in front of the window and talked.

"It's been five years." Feng Shengfa took a greedy breath of the fresh air outside the window and said with emotion, "Finally, I smelled this familiar smell again. Shanghai, our 88th Division is back!"

"Yes, it's been five years." Zhang Boting also sighed, "We're finally back."

"We won't leave when we come back this time." Feng Shengfa slapped the window slanted heavily, and there was an unconcealed murderous intent between his eyebrows, saying, "No one of the thousands of Japanese soldiers stationed in Shanghai can go back alive!"

Zhang Boting also showed a hint of coldness on his elegant face, and nodded, "First it is the three eastern provinces, then Shanghai, and now it is North China. The little Japanese are not ashamed of people and swallowing elephants. The big island country actually wants to annex China, and it is not afraid of breaking its belly. This time, our 88th Division must break his teeth."

Speaking of tooth collapse, Feng Shengfa suddenly remembered a person. In the 128th Shanghai War, the man severely broke off several steel teeth of the Japanese army. He immediately asked Zhang Baiting, "Brother Baiting, have you called?"

Feng Shengfa asked in a daze, but Zhang Boting knew what he meant and smiled bitterly: "I called him. Before getting on the train, I called him in the name of the master's seat and asked him to meet at Zhenru Railway Station. What do you think?"

"What's wrong?" Feng Shengfa asked while untiing Feng Jikou to relieve the heat, "Is this kid still refuse?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Boting shook his head, imitated the man's expression and said, "This kid's original words are like this. I'll be spared if I invite me to drink and eat meat. I haven't paid any salary for several months. It's better to send me the money for the banquet, or convert it into guns and ammunition. I'm even short of arms."

Feng Shengfa laughed and shook his head and said, "This guy."

Zhang Boting also laughed, then sighed again: "It's a pity for this nine-life raccoon cat."

"Yes, it's a pity." Feng Shengfa's smile gradually disappeared, and he sighed, "He and Huang Hanting are brothers of life and death after all. If it were me, it would be difficult for him to untie this knot." After thinking about it, Feng Shengfa said again: "He should not have lived a very satisfied life in the Shanghai Security Group over the years, right?"

"Who said no?" Zhang Boting sighed, "Even in the security team, his 19th brigade was just a stepmother. The guy used old sleeves, and his military pay was often owed, and the soldiers had just been reimbursed. I heard that in order to raise military pay, he often went to the big world and went to the big stage to hang out with the famous socialites. It was really hard for him."

"I believe this. With this kid's appearance, as long as he is willing, those socialites should not come to him like crazy? Haha." Although Feng Shengfa smiled, his laughter showed a bit of loneliness. "In this way, you can transfer twenty light and heavy machine guns from the Military Control Department, two hundred Hanyang made, and paired with ten base ammunition to send them to him."

"Okay." Zhang Boting nodded, "As long as you have your approval, I will go to supervise the Military Control Commission in person."
Chapter completed!