After leaving Jinling Women's University, Jiang Dong encountered two more waves of brothers who were still holding their positions near Guanghua Gate and Zhongshan Gate.

After informing the defensive brothers and officers that they had retreated first, the leading officers of the two units spat twice, and then reluctantly retreated to the river with the remaining soldiers.

They fought for their country, but the country abandoned them.

The fate of these brothers who should have died meaninglessly in Nanjing was changed because of Jiangdong's arrival.

More than 3,000 people had evacuated Nanjing under Jiangdong's instructions, which made him feel that this adventure was very valuable and continued on the road to save his brothers.

To the north of Zhongshan Gate, a section of the city wall was blown down by the heavy artillery of the 16th Infantry Division.

In a primary school next to the gap in the city wall, a pair of little devils who broke into the city were resting.

The 16th Division was one of the main culprits of the Nanjing Massacre, and they actually ran into it. Jiangdong would definitely not let them have another chance to do evil.

"It has been clearly investigated. There are only 4 little Japs sentries. There is probably a small team of Japs in the school, and they are all sleeping like dead pigs!"

Wang Laohu reported to Jiangdong in a low voice.

The Japanese 16th Division fought from Songhu to Nanjing. The soldiers were already exhausted. This was the best opportunity to take action.

Jiang Dong pondered for a while,

"Tell the brothers to prepare. No one is allowed to use their guns. Let me kill these little devils!"

More than 100 brothers put their submachine guns on their backs, took off their sabers and held them tightly in their hands.

Witnessing with their own eyes the female college students being ravaged by the little devils, everyone felt a fire in their hearts and held back their strength.

These brothers were all veterans and moved quietly, surrounding the little devils without them noticing.

The four little Japanese sentries were leaning listlessly against the wall, yawning every few seconds and unable to open their eyes.

The little Japanese sentry was just making a few remarks and was not as vigilant as he should have been.

The brothers dealt with a Jaap sentry in twos. One covered the Jaap's mouth to prevent them from making any sound. The other took advantage of the situation and stabbed the saber into the Jaap's heart, and then pulled it out sideways.

The sentry's heart was stabbed with a cross hole, and he went to meet their Amaterasu in less than 10 seconds.

The action of cleaning up the sentry was neat and tidy, but the little devil in the room was still snoring.

Jiang Dong waved his hand, and 100 brothers floated into the little devil's house like ghosts.

The remaining brothers were on guard outside the door to prevent any emergencies.

The little devils were still sleeping soundly, and the god of death had unknowingly stood above them.

There were more than 50 little devils in the room, making it an almost full team.

These inhumane beasts should also be allowed to die in an animal way.

At Jiangdong's signal, sabers were raised above his head.

The cold light reflected each other in the ruins, and the sharp knife edge hung on the little devil's neck.

This is a national war between two nations. Either you die or I die, kill!

Jiang Dong took a deep breath and waved his arm hanging in the air fiercely.

"Qiang!"

There seemed to be a thunderous sound out of thin air, and the sabers slashed at the little devil's neck, bringing with it a cold wind of swords.

The strong murderous intent made some alert old devils open their eyes from their sleep. Before their consciousness dissipated, all they saw was a sharp blade and a pair of devil's eyes.

More little devils turned into headless corpses without any reaction. Maybe they thought it was a dream, an abyss nightmare from which they would never wake up.

The head rolled to the ground like a watermelon, blood shot out like a fountain, and a massacre was easily completed in the night.

The strong smell of blood made people almost nauseous, and the blood gathered into a small lake in the dilapidated classroom. The light of the lake reflected the resolute and resolute expressions of the Chinese soldiers.

"Clean the battlefield!" Jiang Dong ordered: "You don't want the kid's guns and bullets, but bring grenades and other useful things!"

The scene of killing animals in the house was indeed a bit too bloody. Even the veterans who had been following Jiangdong couldn't bear it. Everyone endured the discomfort and quickly cleaned the battlefield.

Jiangdong saw Xiaodouzi struggling to pull out his saber. It turned out that the little guy was a little nervous, and the saber was stuck in the little devil's spine. The little devil's head had not fallen off, and even the flesh of the leather was hanging on Xiaodouzi's head.

At the feet, this scene is really scary.

Xiaodouzi's face turned pale, his lips were twitching, and he looked like he was about to vomit. But he was reluctant to drop his saber, and kept persisting.

Jiang Dong walked over and patted Xiaodouzi on the shoulder, indicating that he should go out first and hand the saber to him.

Xiaodouzi showed an embarrassed smile that was uglier than crying, covered her mouth and ran out quickly.

"Wow……"

When Jiang Dong came out with a knife, he saw Xiaodouzi lying in the corner and vomiting. Maybe because he caused a chain reaction, many brothers who could endure it couldn't help it anymore. More than 10 people were lying next to them, vomiting.

How brave and fearless he was just now, he is so embarrassed now.

Jiang Dong felt as if the acidic water in his stomach was rebelling, and he quickly walked a few steps away from the scene of large-scale vomiting.

After cleaning the battlefield, the brothers rushed to the next destination.

As for the little devil's body, the snakes, insects, rats and ants in Nanjing City will help take care of it.

When we were approaching Taipingmen, the sky in the east was already white, and it was going to be dawn soon.

After daybreak, the Japs from several directions will flood into the city. It is time to retreat with the brothers. If the Japs are trapped in the city, it will be very bad.

It seemed that someone had an idea with Jiang Dong. As soon as Jiang Dong and his brothers turned the corner, a group of people who were also walking in a hurry appeared in front of them.

The two parties discovered each other almost at the same time, and immediately dispersed.

All the brothers on Jiangdong's side hid in the street corner, while the troops on the opposite side took cover and prepared for battle.

After a stalemate for almost a minute, the people on the street spoke first:

"Brothers opposite, who the hell are you from? I almost scared me to death!"

Jiang Dong also realized that the other party was not a kid, he raised his head and signaled Wang Laohu to reply.

"You are such a coward. How can we Chinese men be like you? Let us first tell you who you are. Don't be weaklings who have surrendered to the little devil!"

Wang Laohu has probably never lost a quarrel with this mouth, and he is always choking.

"My day..."

The person on the other side wanted to yell back, but seemed to be stopped by others.

"I'm from the 1st Brigade and 2nd Regiment of the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps. Please tell me your numbers!" the man said with a proud tone.

Jiang Dong exclaimed when he heard the reply, "Teaching Corps 1st Brigade and 2nd Regiment? Why are they so familiar?"

Next to him, Wang Laohu was already scolding, "Grandma, your teaching team is amazing. You have to rely on me to cover you when you escape!"

"Oh!" The word "Wang Laohu" escaped reminded Jiang Dong of the First Brigade and Second Regiment of the Teaching Corps. The reason why he was so familiar with the designation of this unit was because of the leader of this regiment.

The leader of this regiment was originally a hero who could kill Japanese Japs, but in his original time and space, he was trampled to death by common people and soldiers in the crowded Yijiang Gate. His death was an atrocious one.

"Ask if their leader's name is Xie Chengrui?" Jiang Dong said to Wang Lao Lao, who immediately shouted out.

The silence on the other side was a bit long this time, and another voice shouted to this side:
Chapter completed!