Chapter 37

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They chose a tailor shop as a temporary resting place.

Because Luo Wenhao, who was carrying the child, felt the heat coming from the child.

"Is it a fever?"

No, it should be the wound infection that caused the reaction.

Luo Wenhao looked helplessly at the child who was still suffering from pain before his death. He thought about helping him with the last hand, but when he looked at the child's dusty face, he couldn't help but hold down the idea.

Instructor Li said on the side: "This child is not my subordinate."

He picked up a cigarette from somewhere, and lit the cigarette full of mud and dust with the sparks caused by the bombing of artillery beside him. He sat in the blood, looking at the broken street in front of him, dazed in a daze.

Luo Wenhao jumped nearby and carefully looked at the surroundings.

He looked at the river outside the street of the tailor shop, and he whispered to Instructor Li: "What kind of river is that?"

Instructor Li took a deep breath of cigarette: "Qinhuai River."

Is this the Qinhuai River?

The Qinhuai River is a tributary of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River in China. It was called Longzangpu in ancient times. It was called Huai River in the Han Dynasty and was renamed Qinhuai after the Tang Dynasty. The Qinhuai River has two sources, north and south. The northern source of the Jurong River originates from the southern foot of Baohua Mountain in Jurong City, and the southern source of the Lishui River originates from Donglu Mountain in Lishui District, Nanjing. The two rivers merge in the northwest village of Fangshandao, Jiangning District, Nanjing to form the main stream of the Qinhuai River. Bypassing the Fangshan to the northwest to the outer city gate Shangfangmen flows into Nanjing from Dongshui Pass, crossing the city from east to west. The south flows out from Xishui Pass and injects into the Yangtze River.

Most of the Qinhuai River is in Nanjing and is the largest regional river in Nanjing. Historically, its shipping and irrigation effects have nurtured the ancient civilization of Nanjing. It is known as the mother river of Nanjing. It is very famous in history and is known as the "China's No. 1 historical and cultural river."

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"Qinhuai River?"

Luo Wenhao looked at the river and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he sighed: "This is history..."

Qinhuai River remembered history again, just like the blood flowing into her body.

Her river water that should have been clear turned blood red.

Perhaps in a few decades, these blood reds will naturally dilute. But that pain will never disappear.

Luo Wenhao looked at the corpses floating on the Qinhuai River...

I have seen too many corpses these days.

I'm afraid he'll consume all the corpses he can see in his life.

He retreated to Instructor Li. He had just been searched and no Japanese appeared for the time being. They used the footprints in the tailoring shop to wrap the child tightly. Then they sat in the two windows north and south, staring in two directions.

At first, the two were still silent as usual, but as Luo Wenhao took the initiative to admit: "I took off this clothes from a dead man. At the north gate, it seemed like an officer who led his troops to escape, and was beaten to death by your people. But I still didn't stop the deserter from rushing out. So, I took off his clothes and put them on myself. I originally wanted to escape... but I couldn't help but hear the sound of artillery fire. So I came back..."

"I am from the instructor group, a subordinate of Tang Shengzhi. I admired him very much. When everyone dared not come forward, he stood up and wanted to defend Nanjing City. I greeted Li Zongren and his group of bastards, and in the end I found out... I should also greet Tang Shengzhi's ancestors, but after thinking about it, forget it... because I still admire him, at least at that time, he was the only one who dared to stand up..." Instructor Li sneered again after saying that.

"I brought this gun back from Germany. At that time, I was called to study at home. Not long after, the war began and I came back." Luo Wenhao said, touching the 98k in his hand.

"The Qinhuai River not far away has many brothels next to the river. On weekdays, the people under my command will go to that place to have some fun whenever they take time."

Speaking of this, Instructor Li snorted and said, "At present, they will never have this opportunity again."

"I originally wanted to join the army, but to be honest, your Kuomintang is corruption too serious." Luo Wenhao said: "At least, after being trained in Germany, I have to spend money to be a non-commissioned officer. But I was so angry that I was so angry."

"The women in the Qinhuai River are very beautiful." Instructor Li said with his eyes falling into memories: "Occasionally, I would come here to sit and listen to the girl Yumo who is drunk in the Hong Kong Building sing a song and a pipa. She is the most beautiful woman in the Qinhuai River. She sang well. It is said that she has gone to school and stayed abroad. As for why she is now in this way, maybe this is fate!"

After Instructor Li finished speaking, he laughed a few more times.

At first there was a bitter smile, then a light smile, and finally a helpless smile, and then the smile disappeared.

Until Luo Wenhao asked, "Have you ever slept?"

Instructor Li laughed loudly, and the two men laughed a few times there, and then left with the child on their backs. This time, they moved to the other side of the Qinhuai River. They passed through the Qinhuai River, which was full of corpses, stepped across the blood that had covered the ankles, and arrived at the other side. Instructor Li subconsciously stopped and looked at a building with uniquely decorated decorations not far away. Luo Wenhao also looked there, thinking that it was originally red and beautiful. Because there was a broken plaque hanging there, with the words "Zuihonglou" written on it.

Want to go over and take a look?

Instructor Li shook his head, and he chose to continue moving forward silently.

The two men fell into silence just as they were about to leave.

The dozen or sowed women emerged from the Zuihong Building, and the dress of the fair woman was like blooming flowers. They attracted not only bees and butterflies, but also Japanese devils with a sensitive nose and smell.

When the gunshots rang out, they were frightened like soulless flies flying around without heads.

At this moment, Instructor Li chose to take a step back and arrived at the door of a shop. Luo Wenhao also hid in quickly. Although he had not been together for a long time, it made the two snipers have a strong sense of tacit understanding.

Luo Wenhao carried the child to the second floor with agility.

Instructor Li found the sniper point on the first floor.

The gun fired again.

But this time, it was no longer the sound of the Japanese 38th large cover, but the sound of the authentic National Army sniper rifle.

The bullets were fired out in exchange for the last chance of escaping the dozen or so women from the Qinhuai River.

and the exposure of Luo Wenhao and Instructor Li's traces.

I'm afraid that in the end, those women in the dust would not know that the gunshots behind them were actually from two groups of people.

One group of Japanese devils were going to kill them and murder them.
Chapter completed!