After Cheng Qianfan had breakfast, he did not rush to leave and chatted with his wife for a while.
He secretly estimated the time and said goodbye to his teacher's wife He Xuelin at the time when Peng and Ou might have to go out.
Driving a car, Cheng Qianfan drove slowly on Masi South Road.
From afar, he saw Professor Peng and Ou creaking with book lecture notes.
"Professor Peng, good morning." Cheng Qianfan gently honked the horn.
"Chief Cheng? Good morning." Peng Yuou showed a surprised expression when he saw Cheng Qianfan, "Are you?"
"I rested at the teacher's house yesterday." Cheng Qianfan stopped the car, "Professor Peng, where are you going? There is no class in Fudan Public School?"
"The class is suspended. I have something to do when I go to Father Jin's Road." Peng Yuou said.
"Father Jin Road? I'm going to go to the police station. Professor Peng will get in the car, I'll take you there." Cheng Qianfan said.
"This?" Peng and Ou hesitated a little.
"Get on the bus, it's a matter of going on." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"Then I'll disturb you." Peng and Ou couldn't help but feel affection, so they opened the door and got into the car.
...
"Does any comrades be hospitalized at Bethel Hospital?" Cheng Qianfan drove while handing Peng Yuou a cigarette and whispered.
"What happened?" Peng Yuou asked in shock.
There was indeed a comrade who was treated at Bethel Hospital, and this person was Comrade Zhou Hongsu.
Zhou Hongsu, who was supposed to be transferred from Shanghai, and then joined the comrades from Pengcheng and northern Jiangsu, went to Dalian. He had gastric ulcers and vomited blood. The organization secretly arranged for Zhou Hongsu to be treated at Bethel Hospital.
This is all top secret information among the top leaders of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee. How did the "Scarlett" know?
‘Flame’ will never ask about this for no reason, something must have happened.
"Does this comrade have a six or seven-year-old child? " said Cheng Qianfan, "There is a small fur under his right cheek."
Peng and Ou's guess was confirmed. It was indeed Comrade Zhou Hongsu. He had a son, and his situation was exactly the same as "fire", and the description was similar.
"Yes, we do have a very important comrade in Bethel Hospital for treatment. He has a son and a wrinkle under his right cheek." At this point, Peng Yuou can only tell the truth. He looked at Cheng Qianfan and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Someone was arrested?"
...
Siddishway Road.
The air emits a burnt smell, with all kinds of dead bodies everywhere, and broken walls everywhere.
He Guan snatched the blood scabs on his face, and the muscles on his face twitched in pain.
His goal was achieved, and he suddenly became awake.
"Old fish head, come and make a cigarette." He Guanyi stretched out his hand and said.
No one answered.
He Guan stretched out his hand and retracted. He turned his head and looked at the old fish head lying there, with half of his head missing.
"Brother, you have it." A voice sounded in his ears.
"You kid, you are still alive." He Guan turned his head, looked at the tender face in front of him, and took the dark red cigarette. It was soaked in blood and then dried by the fire.
He casually lit the red cigarette on the burning ruins not far away, and took a deep breath.
"Little Naizi, after this battle, I will treat you to the crab roe buns from Chunfeng Deyilou." He Guan patted Xiao Naizi's head.
"Well, I want to eat the noodles made by my mother." Xiao Naizi said with a smile, and as he spoke, he shivered and his teeth clattered.
One of his arms was lost and was smashed directly by a machine gun. It broke like a piece of lifeless wood and fell to the ground.
Everyone said, "Little Nail, you are so lucky, you are not dead."
Little Naipiao said, "It's my mother chanting Buddha's name, bless me!"
Little Nailzi is not a soldier of the Jiangsu Provincial Security Corps. According to this boy's proud words, "Well, it's a regular army"!
He was a soldier from the 261st Brigade of the 87th Division. Only three people living in the company, including him, were assigned to support the security regiment.
Now, the other two are gone.
He is the only one who is alive in the camp.
...
"The devils are coming!"
With a roar of energy, the roar of the tank was heard, and the earth was trembling.
"Everyone has it, prepare for battle." Mao Zhipeng, deputy deputy to the security team, roared.
"Kill the Japanese!" He Guan yelled out the red cigarette butt in his mouth.
"Kill the Japanese!"
"Kill the Japanese!"
"Big Brother." Little Nailzi shouted.
"What are you doing?" He Guan said without looking back.
Little Nail poked him with something.
He Guan turned his head to look and saw that the little nail was holding a wolf tooth strung with a red rope in his hand. "What's the matter?"
As he said that, He Guan himself, "I have you, a cold Shaanxi kid, by my side, and I speak with a word of Shaanxi."
Little Nailzi laughed, "Brother, this is my mother who has been wearing it on the forehead since she was a child. The amulet is very powerful."
"What did you do for me by your mother?" He Guan said angrily.
"Brother, you are giving it to you, you are helping me with it." Little Nail grinned, and the pain of his broken arm made him shivering. "After the war, brother, please help me bring this to my mother."
"What are you doing?"
"Uh, I can't give my mother a pension and see her off. When she sees this, she can remember her and have a thought."
"I want to give it to you myself." He Guan twisted his head aside, "I can't help with this."
...
He understood why Little Nail did this.
The roar of the tank was getting closer and closer, and you could see the plaster flags carried by the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers following behind the tank.
Mao Zhipeng, deputy of the security group, shouted with red eyes, "The seriously injured person who can still move, come with me!"
As he said that, the man from Qingpu rushed out of the trench with a grenade in his arms.
"Run!"
"Mom, the child is unfilial!"
"Mom, I'm leaving!"
"Dad, mom! My son is unfilial!"
More than twenty wounded men with missing arms, broken legs and wounded bodies ran, rushed, or limped, holding grenades in both hands, holding one hand, biting the strings, and rushing out with a scream.
He Guan just watched that.
His teeth clattered!
His hands held the mid-formal rifle tightly in his hand!
He just watched.
Looking at Xiao Naizi's teeth biting the strings of the grenade, he held the grenade with one arm and rushed out.
Seeing the body of the regiment deputy who was rushing in front was like rags, it was torn to pieces by the Japanese machine guns.
Seeing everyone falling down constantly, they couldn't rush in front of the tank at all.
Little Nail is small. Perhaps because of this reason, the enemy did not aim at him immediately, so he actually approached the tank.
However, he could no longer move forward.
He saw the little nail being shot in the leg, leaning forward, and falling two meters in front of the tank's route.
He saw the little nail pulling the strings hard, and letting out a roar.
"Brother, my family is in the Zhao family in Yulin..."
Then there was a huge explosion.
The tank was out of the trap, and the Japanese soldiers started sprinting with spears.
"Get the bayonet!" He Guan's face was ferocious and rushed out with a rifle in his hand, "Kill the Japanese!"
"Run!"
"Kill!"
"Kill the Japanese!"
"Dad, mom, the child is unfilial!"
"Mom, Mom, the child is gone!"
"kill--"
Chapter completed!