It's dawn.
The rumbling sound of artillery fire from the north of the city not only did not stop, but became more intensive.
The bombers flew across the sky, their tails buzzing like a death knell, which was frightening.
The originally peaceful life of Shanghai citizens was completely disrupted, shops were closed, and people were panicked.
Residents in Zhabei and Nanshi areas rushed into the concession to avoid artillery fire.
The unkempt newsboy, while waving the temporary special issue that had just left the factory and still stained with ink, loudly announced the latest news.
His sharp voice, accompanied by the sound of gunfire in the distance, filled the streets and alleys of Shanghai.
Under the cover of an armored convoy, the Japanese army launched a surprise attack on the Zhabei area at three o'clock in the morning last night on the pretext that the Chinese army was harboring Japanese wanted criminals.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of warships gathered, dispatched bombers, and began to attack Wusong, preparing to force a landing.
The war was undeclared, and with sophisticated equipment and long-planned plans, they claimed that they could capture Shanghai in a few hours.
The news spread throughout China and abroad through newspapers and radios at dawn, shocking all parties.
Being suddenly attacked by artillery fire last night, the Zhabei garrison responded quickly without waiting for Nanjing's call back.
Under the emergency deployment of the division commander He Fangze, the officers and soldiers of the four regiments built a series of main resistance lines in Zhabei, Nanshi, Zhenru, Dachang, Jiangwan and other places.
He Fangze led an army to personally guard Wusong, which was the key point and was the most heavily attacked by artillery fire, to prevent the Japanese warships from landing.
Secondly, the North Station area, which is a hub and one of the main targets of the Japanese army, is guarded by a regiment of officers and soldiers.
At noon, another piece of bad news spread among the already anxious Shanghai citizens.
In order to capture the North Station as soon as possible and control the hub, the Japanese army mobilized firepower, surrounded it on all sides, and increased its attack intensity.
Although the officers and soldiers of a regiment resisted bravely, their weapons were lagging behind.
Many of them were still holding Mauser rifles from decades ago.
When they faced the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns, they suffered heavy casualties.
Unfortunately, the regiment leader was shot and died heroically.
The remaining soldiers used the strong fortifications built previously and still held on tenaciously, but the situation was precarious.
Longhua, Jiading, Nanxiang and other places have been carrying out various preparatory military build-ups as the second line of resistance in the past few years since the situation was turbulent.
Zhabei suddenly opened fire last night, and it has been more than ten hours since then.
The people at the Longhua Military Police Headquarters had already woken up from last night's hangover.
Yang Wenchang ordered all personnel to enter a state of war preparation, but at the same time ordered the door of the headquarters to be closed, and the military police were not allowed to go out without permission.
He was sitting in the office, listening to the faint sound of artillery fire in the distance.
He felt anxious and uneasy.
He couldn't help but take out the wooden fish from the drawer again.
He closed his eyes and knocked a few times.
He heard a rush from outside the door. footsteps.
The door was pushed open.
Yang Wenchang was startled, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Kuifa running in with a panicked look on his face, shouting that he was sorry, and he became furious.
"What did you do to kill your parents?
Why don't we start a fight?
It's not like we haven't fought before and we are still far away.
Even if the sky falls, there will be people in front of us to hold it up for us."
"No, no" Zhang Kuifa gasped and shook his head.
"Commander, what's wrong, Mr.
Jiu is back.
He has opened the equipment warehouse and is driving to Zhabei with his people."
Yang Wenchang was so shocked that he threw away the wooden fish in his hand and ran to the playground.
From a distance, he saw military police lining up and boxes of guns and ammunition being carried out from the equipment warehouse.
Feng Kezhi held a German-made G34 machine gun in his hand, and was skillfully installing a tripod on the front hoop of the barrel sleeve.
"Little Master Jiu, no, you can't do this."
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Yang Wenchang ran forward, out of breath, and grabbed Feng Kezhi's arm.
"Little Master Jiu, I beg you, Mayor Huang has called me this morning.
Without an order, the gendarmerie can't join the war without permission.
Besides, you know, we gendarmerie are not the main force in the battle.
Really?
If we want to fight, it’s not like we rush to the front, we have other priorities.”
The Japanese army provoked a war last night, and the news spread to Nanjing immediately.
Although the military has also dispatched backup troops and the troops are on their way, there are still many differences within Nanjing on whether to declare a full-scale war or to find ways to stop the war and continue to use international forces to maintain the original situation as much as possible.
The war faction and the peace faction argued endlessly and no conclusion was reached.
There is a huge gap in national strength between the two countries, especially weapons and equipment, which are decades behind.
In the arguments as thick as bricks provided by military expert consultants, the importance of weapons and equipment plays a huge role in war.
Take the World War I decades ago as an example.
The German army, equipped with the most advanced G08 Maxim heavy machine gun at the time, killed 60,000 British troops in one day during the Battle of the Somme.
It was so tragic that it was Just imagine.
Although today's Chinese army also has elite troops fully equipped with advanced German and beautiful weapons, they are only a minority after all.
Once the war really starts, no one can guarantee how long it will last.
If we lose, we will truly lose our country.
Even Nanjing is still undecided.
Under such circumstances, there is naturally nothing to do without the military police.
Feng Kezhi looked gloomy, as if he hadn't heard anything.
With a "click", he inserted the tripod into the barrel of the gun, turned around, and said to the countless glances from the opposite side: "The reinforcements have not yet arrived.
The first and second divisions are guarding Shanghai alone.
The North Railway Station The station cannot forget that I am coming back today.
There is no money to pay you, and there is no need.
You are a military policeman, but you are also a soldier.
If you are willing to go to the North Station, come with me or not, I, Feng Kezhi, will not force you.
I will only borrow the firearms here.
One use" He turned his head and shouted to the soldiers from the 1st and 2nd Divisions he had brought: "Put all the guns and ammunition into the car and transport them away."
"No, Xiaojiuye" Yang Wenchang tried his best to stop him and suddenly shut up.
The black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead.
"Commander Yang, I know what you are afraid of.
Don't worry.
If the superiors hold you accountable, just say that I forced you with a gun."
"Chief Feng, you are not afraid of death.
We people, if we don't have money, if we don't have women, our lives will be ruined.
What are we afraid of fighting with the stupid Japanese?"
"I'll go with you" Ma Liu suddenly yelled and came up to grab a gun.
"I'll go too" "And me" On the playground, roars came and went.
Gendarmes swarmed forward, scrambling for their guns.
Yang Wenchang's face turned red and white, and he slowly lowered his hands, motionless.
Feng Kezhi put away his gun and turned around.
The garage door opens.
All two thousand military policemen were fully equipped, carrying guns and ammunition, and cars filled with personnel.
They lined up and roared out of the gate of the headquarters and sped towards Zhabei.
Soon, the entire military police headquarters became empty, leaving only Yang Wenchang and Zhang Kuifa standing in front of the door of the firearms warehouse, staring with big eyes.
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"Commander Yang, I have something else to do.
I'll come as soon as I can."
Zhang Kuifa saw Yang Wenchang staring at him with a smile on his face and turned around to run away.
Yang Wenchang took out a gun from his body, pointed it at Zhang Kuifa's head, and gritted his teeth.
"You son of a bitch, how many years have you followed me?
How long have you followed the Feng family's son and you actually betrayed me?"
Just now, Zhang Kuifa chased after him and told Feng Kezhi that just a few days ago when he was away, a new batch of the latest imported weapons had arrived and were stored in another warehouse.
Zhang Kuifa quickly hugged his head and squatted on the ground.
"Commander Yang, I know you either don't hate the Japanese, or you are caught in the middle and can't help it.
Now that you have beaten me to death, and the superiors are holding you accountable, who will testify for you?"
"I have a good idea.
I'll tie you up and lock you in the office.
This way you can explain it better when you look back."
Yang Wenchang's expression finally improved, he thought for a moment, slowly put away his gun, and kicked Zhang Kuifa.
“Come soon” In the early morning, shortly after Feng Kezhi left, a group of soldiers with guns came to guard the front and rear courtyards.
The sound of gunfire in the distance never stopped.
Meng Lanting called Zhou's house to inquire about the situation.
The Zhou family is close to the concession and far away from Zhabei.
Mrs.
Zhou said that except for a little panic, everyone was fine and there was no need to go to her place.
He also said that he had taken a good look at Meng Ruoyu and would not let him go out alone rashly, so that Meng Lanting could rest assured.
After hanging up the phone, Meng Lanting sat in the room and stared blankly.
Ever since Feng Kezhi left suddenly, she had a premonition.
He must have gone to Zhabei.
The roar of gunfire made her restless.
Ruoyu had gone to war without telling her before, but when she learned the news, it was already long after the war and he was also behind bars.
Meng Lanting had never experienced the powerless feeling of having his loved ones fighting under artillery fire while he waited for news at the rear.
And today, she seemed to finally understand what Feng Lingmei would be feeling.
It is also increasingly understandable why Feng Lingyi, as Feng Kezhi's eldest sister, insists on making such a selfish act that is not consistent with her identity and status.
Her suspicions were indeed confirmed.
Meng Lanting soon learned that Feng Kezhi had brought the gendarmerie regiment to the North Station for support.
She stayed anxious until the third day.
In the past three days, every time the phone rang, she would be frightened, fearing that some bad news would be delivered.
She couldn't sleep at all.
The whole night was spent with eyes open.
On the evening of the third day, the continuous sound of artillery fire finally gradually faded away, and stopped in the middle of the night.
Meng Lanting received a call from Feng Lingmei.
On the phone, she tried her best to stay calm, but her voice was obviously trembling, and she told her what could be considered good news.
The Japanese army's original plan to capture Shanghai in a flash and then use it to threaten Nanjing's combat offensive was met with a tenacious sniper attack by the Chinese defenders.
The key targets of Wusong and the North Railway Station failed to be captured as expected, and the soldiers suffered heavy losses.
Faced with the arrival of Chinese reinforcements and the pressure of international public opinion, they had to temporarily stop the attack and retreat out of Zhabei.
The two sides are still facing each other, and the clouds of war are still hanging over Shanghai.
I don't know when they will land again, but they finally got a chance to breathe.
"Don't worry, Xiaojiu is safe and should be able to go home soon."
She comforted Meng Lanting.
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The string in Meng Lanting's body that had been tense for three days finally relaxed.
He calmed down and immediately asked: "Where is the eighth brother-in-law, Mr.
He?
Is he okay?"
"It's okay.
I heard it was just a little injured."
Feng Lingmei paused and said.
Meng Lanting breathed a sigh of relief again: "That's good.
Sister Eight, don't worry."
Feng Lingmei seemed to smile: "It's okay, you can rest peacefully."
She hung up the phone, calmed down, went down, and told the good news to Lao Yan, Feng Ma and others who had also spent the past few days in fear, and asked them to rest, returned to the room, and took a shower. , and then lay down, waiting for Feng Kezhi to come back.
Feng Kezhi came back around four in the morning.
His body was still covered with traces of artillery fire and blood from three days of fighting.
The arm was also injured, grazed by a stray bullet, but it had been dealt with, and the skin and flesh injuries were not serious.
He returned home, went upstairs, and saw the bedroom door open, with soft light shining through the door, as if to welcome him home.
Feng Kezhi felt warm and quickened his pace to the bedroom door.
He saw Meng Lanting lying on the bed, sleeping deeply.
Feng Kezhi walked in quietly and squatted beside the bed.
Her little face was facing the direction of the door, as if she couldn't help but fall asleep while waiting.
Feng Kezhi stared at the faint bruises on her eye circles, feeling a burst of love and pity in his heart.
He couldn't help but raised his hand towards her cheek.
When he was about to touch her, he saw that his hands were still dirty.
He paused, then pulled back, and covered her with a thin quilt instead.
He quietly left the room, came to the terrace, and lay down on the chair. .
Dawn was coming soon, and the dark sky in the distance that had been illuminated by artillery fire now turned into a faint blue, with a few quiet stars hanging in it.
The world is so peaceful.
That girl, she was also sleeping soundly on the bed in the room, right next to him.
Feng Kezhi felt a burst of fatigue coming towards him.
After the death of the first regiment commander, he led the military police to join the defense battle of the North Station and commanded the battle.
He had not slept a wink for two consecutive nights.
He closed his eyes, and the shells of artillery bombarded his ears for three days and nights, but it seemed that the remaining rumbling sound could not be faded away.
"Jingle bell" A phone rang suddenly, which sounded particularly harsh in this quiet dawn.
Meng Lanting was suddenly awakened from his sleep.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he had fallen asleep.
The phone on the bedside table continued to ring.
Her heart was beating fast and she hurriedly grabbed it.
"It's me."
Feng Lingyi's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Lanting, has Xiaojiu returned?"
she asked.
Meng Lanting sat up, composed himself, and looked around.
"not yet."
"When he comes back, take him out of Shanghai immediately."
Her voice was harsher than ever.
Meng Lanting was silent.
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"Are you listening?"
Feng Lingyi seemed to be a little anxious again, which was extremely rare.
"Listening."
After a moment of silence, Meng Lanting spoke.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I can no longer continue the task you gave me."
The other end paused.
"What do you mean?"
"Sister, I've been thinking a lot these days.
In fact, I shouldn't have succumbed to you and agreed to marry him in the first place.
This was a humiliation for him, not to mention that I took you to marry him.
This mission was given to me.”
"I'm really sorry for you.
I failed to live up to your expectations.
But whether he can leave or not is up to him."
"I can't go on any longer."
After Meng Lanting finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
His eyes became hot and tears flowed out.
She lowered her head, cried silently for a while, looked at the time, and planned to go downstairs and wait for Feng Kezhi to come back.
She wiped away her tears, climbed off the bed, and was about to grab her clothes when suddenly her whole body froze.
She saw a man standing behind the door leading to the terrace.
The dim morning light outlined the figure of a young man.
The man's body was still stained with blood, his face was stiff, and his eyes fell on his body, motionless.
Meng Lanting's heart skipped a beat and his whole body froze.
Suddenly, she reacted and ran towards him.
Feng Kezhi avoided her hand before it touched him, walked past her, left the room, and left without looking back. gd1806102: