While Chen Zikun and Cheng Shi were trekking in the vast mountains, the small group of Japanese soldiers were still struggling in the mountains. Several mildly injured soldiers dragged their legs and climbed out of the deep mountains and forests. They happened to meet reinforcements and told their experiences crying. The reinforcements immediately sent people into the mountains, but only found a bunch of messy corpses. (_")

There were beasts in the mountains, and all the wounded Japanese soldiers who were waiting for help were gnawed by wild wolves. Before they died, they probably experienced a desperate battle. A broken hand was found nearby, still holding a bayonet.

The forty elite imperial army, except for three young soldiers, were all buried in Daqingshan. Major General Tian Lu was extremely shocked when he received the report and quickly sent people to receive the three survivors from the Beitai Detachment Command. He finally concluded that there were large guerrillas in the mountains.

In order to completely eliminate the remaining Chinese army in Jiangbei, a major general from Tianluchao sent a brigade of infantry to sweep the mountain with light loads.

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Xia Xiaoqing, Lin Wenjing and others took a break in the provincial capital for a few days and set off for Shanghai. They traveled to and from the provincial capital Shanghai, either taking a special plane or first-class passenger carriage. This time they could only go to second-class cabin. When the ship arrived at the Xiaguan Wharf in Nanjing, a team of Japanese soldiers boarded the ship to check their documents, searched their luggage, and stabbed them everywhere with bayonets, making the passenger's bags messed up, and everyone dared not speak out.

This is what happened in the Datong cabin. The situation in the second class cabin was slightly better. Two guys with sabers and military police armbands checked their documents one by one. Those who did not have good civilian certificates were detained. Lin Wenjing saw a passenger dressed in a businessman and was slapped off the passenger ship because she said a few words. She couldn't help but tremble.

When they arrived, Liu Youjin helped them get their ID, but somewhere was revealed. The military police looked over and over with the ID, staring at Xia Xiaoqing with suspicious eyes.

Xia Xiaoqing's arms were lowered, and the flying knife in her sleeve was ready to throw it out at any time.

Lin Wenjing's face turned pale and her heart was pounding.

"Come with us." The military police said with a straight face.

At the critical moment, the cabin door was suddenly pushed open, and a foreigner in suit and tie walked in, protesting to the military police angrily. The two military police nodded and bowed, bowed for the last time, and left.

Xia Xiaoqing was confused, but Lin Wenjing understood that this man was a British diplomat who used his identity to drive away the Japanese military police. She hurriedly thanked him in English, but the man smiled and said in Jiangdong accent Chinese: "You're welcome, two Mrs. Chen, this is what a gentleman should do."

Lin Wenjingqi said: "Do you know us?"

"Of course, John Walker, the Consul in Jiangdong." said the diplomat.

With Consul Walker's journey, the journey became extremely smooth. The passenger ship arrived at Shanghai Shiliupu Wharf. There were obviously more Japanese warships in the Huangpu River than before. Looking at Nanshi and Zhabei, it was already the Japanese territory, which made people feel sad.

When she got off the boat, she actually met Liu Ting. It turned out that she also came to Shanghai on this boat. The sisters who had experienced the disaster met at the pier, and naturally she burst into tears and hugged her tightly.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Walker, Liu Ting went to find several rickshaws and went home together. The concession was different from before. Not only did it build tall brick walls, but also sentry at the gates. On the French road, pedestrians came and went in a hurry, and there were many beggars than before the Battle of Songhu.

When I arrived at Chen Mansion located in the French Concession, the door was closed and everything was as usual. I knocked on the door lightly and opened it in a short while. The gatekeeper saw through the crack of the door that Secretary Liu and Xia Lin came in with their children in huddles. He hurriedly opened the iron door and welcomed them in.

As soon as the guests entered, everyone was shocked. There was a huge portrait of Chen Zikun hanging on the main hall, with elegiac couplets on both sides, with four big black characters in it: "Forever staying in history."

A janitor in his fifties was left in the mansion. At this moment, he wiped his tears and talked about the benefits of the master. Xia Xiaoqing burst into laughter: "Hurry up, it's bad luck."

The gatekeeper looked at her in surprise. This shouldn't be what Xinwu said.

Liu Ting said: "Take it off, the master is not dead, he is alive."

The gatekeeper opened his mouth wide and realized for a while. He happily withdrew the portrait and elegiac couplet.

There was no servant at home, and the three women went to work together, cleaned the mansion inside and out, and cleared out several bedrooms. Liu Ting called Li Yaoting, Mu Yichen and others and told them that he and Xia Lin had arrived in Shanghai.

The first person to arrive was Li Yaoting. He arrived in less than ten minutes, wearing slippers on his feet. He shouted when he entered the door: "Where is Da Kunzi, where is the person? My big brother, why did he make such a move? I'm so crying."

"He is still in Jiangbei, we will come first." Lin Wenjing replied.

Li Yaoting patted his chest and said, "It's good to be alive. You don't know. There was also a memorial service for ten thousand people in Shanghai. That person was really gone. Many students shed tears. I thought, what do people want to live for the rest of their lives? Isn't it just for their personal reputation? Da Kunzi's life is worth it. I won't say it anymore, just bring some bad luck. Is this a boy and a girl? How old is it?"

Lin Wenjing hugged Xiao Baicai and showed it to Li Yaoting: "A girl, she has been more than a month, and her nickname is Xiao Baicai, I'll give you a smile to my uncle."

Li Yaoting teased the child and smiled and said, "Has the full moon wine been put on? If it is not put on it, I will do it."

As they were talking, Mu Yichen and his wife also arrived. After some greetings, everyone sat on the sofa and listened to Lin Wenjing telling the story of the Battle of Beitai and their experience of escaping from death. Xia Xiaoqing made supplements from time to time, and the thrilling story made people breathless.

"I really want to have a fight with the Japanese devils!" Li Yaoting patted his thigh and wanted to come to the battlefield in person.

Mu Yichen said: "Brother Zikun is safe and sound. This is the biggest good news. I have to inform Chongqing immediately."

Liu Ting said: "Yes, this misunderstanding is too big, but is there any way to contact Chongqing?"

Li Yaoting said: "There are chaos and the postal service is not available, and the telegram is not available. The only way is to take a plane to Hong Kong and detour to Chongqing. Hong Kong is a British place, and the routes to Shanghai have never been interrupted. There are often single-gang back and forth. I can arrange it. Secretary Liu will work hard. Sister Xiaoqing and sister-in-law Wenjing live in Shanghai for the time being. The Japanese dare not enter the concession. It is still safe here."

Speaking of the situation in Shanghai, Mu Yichen was full of emotion. After the Japanese army entered, people with a little savings in Nanshi and Zhabei rushed into the concession, and the population of the public concession and the French concession soared to 3.5 million. The French concession authorities, for fear of war, built a two-meter-high brick wall on the edge of the concession, and the public concession also brought up barbed wire, like an isolated island in the ocean.

Outside the concession is the Shanghai Avenue Municipal Government supported by the Japanese. Kidnapped tickets are rampant, public security is chaotic, and people are living in poverty. In contrast, only the concession controlled by Britain, the United States and France is a comfortable nest.

The whole of China was in war, but the concession entered a deformed period of prosperity. Even the curfew was extended again and again, from 9:00 to 10:00, 11:00, and finally relaxed to 0:00. ** was defeated repeatedly, the country was declining, and the people's spirit was suppressed. The entertainment industry was unprecedentedly developed. The brothels on Sima Road were already in the past. Now there are dance halls everywhere. In order to make a living, young women among refugees had to be dancing ladies. The concession was full of music and fun every night, and were full of money.

The population in the concession soared, and the food was most lacking. Although Jiangnan was the hometown of fish and rice, the Japanese implemented a grain control system, and rice in Taicang in Changshu was given priority for the supply of rice in the Imperial Army, so that grain prices soared. Some smart merchants re-exported Thai rice from Hong Kong to sell, making a fortune.

The war is far away. Not only does the price of food rise, but everything rises with it. The prices of tinea oil, soap, medicine, matches, cigarettes, and small hardware all doubled. The concession has a large population, consumes a lot, and has unlimited business opportunities. Many profiteers who hoarded pre-war have made a fortune.

"All the things in my Pudong warehouse were confiscated by the Japanese, and I didn't even give me a receipt. I was simply a robber!" Mu Yichen said angrily.

As he was talking, Xiao Baicai cried, Lin Wenjing hurried to make condensed milk. Originally, Wang Sanliu hired two rural nurses and quit before coming to Shanghai. Now he can only eat condensed milk. Suddenly, he thought that the supplies in the concession were short of resources. Lin Wenjing couldn't help but worry: "There are only two cans of condensed milk, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, the concession is a magical place. As long as you are willing to pay, you can buy anything. I will cover all the condensed milk of Xiaobaicai." Li Yaoting said generously.

Che Qiuling suddenly remembered something: "Boss Li, where are you a pair of children? Shanghai is so chaotic, have you never thought about sending them to Hong Kong?"

Li Yaoting said proudly: "I have considered it long ago that both children have been sent to the UK to study. After high school, I will go to college. When will China stop fighting? When will I come back? My wife will accompany me to study. I am the only one in Shanghai. That's so comfortable."

After saying that, I took out my pocket watch to see the time: "It's getting late, I'll welcome you, let's go to Xinya to eat Cantonese cuisine."

Xinya Restaurant is located on the main road. The business was not very good before, but today I saw that the business was very good. The downstairs and upstairs were full. Fortunately, Li Yaoting was very proud and ordered a private room, ordered dozens of dishes, and talked about the situation during the meal. Everyone was very pessimistic and felt that if Britain and the United States did not intervene in military affairs, Chongqing would sooner or later fall.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, and everyone had a bad appetite. After dinner, it was already dark, and there were lights and wine everywhere, neon lights flashing, and the streets were crowded with people. The prosperity was far greater than the past, giving people a strange feeling.

The car was parked at the entrance of the restaurant, the driver got out of the car and opened the door. The bodyguard stood aside and looked around vigilantly. Li Yaoting stepped forward and opened the door, made a gesture of inviting him. Suddenly, a person rushed out of the thorn, with a suit hat in his hand.

The gunshots sounded, and screamed everywhere. Li Yaoting was caught off guard and fell to the ground on the spot. The bodyguard and the driver immediately pulled out the **** and fought back. Xia Xiaoqing hurriedly pushed Lin Wenjing and Liu Ting back into the restaurant, pinching the flying knife in his hand, and staring at him with sharp eyes.

The gunshots quickly subsided, and the gunman was beaten into a hornet's nest. Li Yaoting got up from the ground and pulled off the steel plate on his chest, with a pit on it.

"Damn it, I want to plot against you, but I don't even look at the calendar." Li Yaoting pulled out his **** and shot three times.

Xia Xiaoqing, Lin Wenjing, Liu Ting looked at each other, and the concession was not safe, so it seemed that she had to find a way to move to Hong Kong.
Chapter completed!