Chapter 8 Chapter VII

In the evening, it began to rain lightly.In the misty rain and fog, the lights in downtown Chongqing also seemed a little shaky.The Yangtze River flows quietly under the dark night, with sparse lamp shadows falling on the water, swaying like restless ghosts. Jiang Qingdong came out of Liu Zhi's office, hurried through the somewhat dark and quiet corridor, and walked into the war room full of maps.The other staff officers were busy in front of the map. The ringing of the phone and the beeping of the telegram added a tense atmosphere to their busyness.Seeing Jiang Qingdong come in, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Jiang Qingdong silently.

Jiang Qingdong looked a little serious: I just came from the commander. Everyone did not speak, and waited quietly. Jiang Qingdong: According to the secret report from Wuhan, if the weather is fine tomorrow, the Japanese army is very likely to launch a large-scale bombing of Chongqing. A staff officer: Is the intelligence reliable? Jiang Qingdong nodded: No one should go home tonight, immediately contact the air defense units and anti-aircraft artillery positions, and order to go on alert immediately! The staff members immediately began to shake their phones and look at the map, and the war room was tense.Jiang Qingdong passed through these people, came to the big map of Chongqing and Hubei on the wall, and looked up.

This night, the lights in Yuchuan Silk Shop were still on.Under the light, the colorful silks and satins piled up in the store look very bright.Sitting under the lamp, Mrs. Zhang was calculating with an abacus. She was obviously very satisfied with the business during this period of time, with a smile on her face.Zhang Xuming was beside him, reading a newspaper boredly. Li Sufen came out of the storeroom, still holding a piece of material in her hand: Mom, look, it has been raining for a few days, and a lot of the material has been damp. Only then did Mrs. Zhang raise her eyes from the abacus, took the cloth and touched it: It might be sunny tomorrow, so let's get all the silk and satin out to bask in the sun.

Li Sufen: Are you done with the accounts? Zhang: Not yet, but he must have made a fortune!You should be happy now, right? Li Sufen: What are you happy about? It's not mine. Zhang: Hey, why can't I understand what you said?What is not yours?I want to kick my legs one day and be finished. Aren't the things in this house and this shop all yours?I'm here to help you with work!It's a long-term worker hired by your family! Li Sufen: Mom, stop talking, it's so ugly. Mrs. Zhang looked at the eldest son who was still reading the newspaper: Xuming, come here and help sort out all these materials, and let them dry them tomorrow!

Zhang Xuming didn't even want to take his eyes off the newspaper: Mom, I said that I don't understand business matters... Mrs. Zhang: I didn't ask you to help with the business, I asked you to help!Your injury is almost healed too, living at home for free, a big man, is it embarrassing? Zhang Xuming stood up helplessly: "Okay, okay, it seems that I should really go." Mrs. Zhang watched with a smile as Zhang Xuming and Li Sufen began to arrange the silks and satins, then lowered their heads and continued to think about their own calculations. Zheng Xianbo's home.Zheng Xianbo and He Xuezhu have already gone to bed, ready to go to bed.Just as Zheng Xianbo turned off the lights, the phone rang suddenly.Zheng Xianbo had no choice but to turn on the light again, put on his clothes and get out of bed.He picked up the microphone and listened for a while, with a serious expression on his face.After listening, he put down the phone and went back to bed.

He Xuezhu felt Zheng Xianbo's mood: What's the matter? Zheng Xianbo: Early tomorrow morning, let me go to Huangshan on the south bank to attend an important meeting. He Xuezhu: Oh, then go to bed quickly. Zheng Xianbo: It's Minister Wang's call... He Xuezhu suspiciously: What's the matter, why? Zheng Xianbo: According to news from Wuhan, the Japanese devils may carry out a large-scale bombing of Chongqing tomorrow.This is the top-secret information just received from above. Minister Wang sent me a letter out of good intentions... He Xuezhu: What's so great about it, hasn't it been bombed many times already?

Zheng Xianbo: This time, it may be much larger and more violent than before.Xuezhu, let me see, do you want to go to the south bank with me tomorrow, where it is relatively safe... He Xuezhu: Is the news true? Zheng Xianbo: As long as the weather is fine...Xuezhu, will you come with me? He Xuezhu didn't answer, but got out of bed and began to put on clothes. Zheng Xianbo was surprised: what are you doing? He Xuezhu: I'm going to the hospital. Zheng Xianbo: Now? ! He Xuezhu: Now. Zheng Xianbo: Then, tomorrow you will go to Huangshan with me? He Xuezhu: No, I can't leave the hospital, and it's even more impossible for me to leave if the devils want to bomb.I'm going to the hospital now to make some preparations.

Zheng Xianbo: Please don't tell people that there is a big bombing. This news is still kept secret, so as not to cause unnecessary confusion. He Xuezhu: I understand. Zheng Xianbo said with concern: Xuezhu, think again.The last time I retreated from Yichang, I couldn't be with you. I really regretted it afterwards! He Xuezhu smiled: Didn't I come back to you? Zheng Xianbo was stunned for a while, and then began to put on his clothes: Then, I will accompany you to the hospital. He Xuezhu: No need. Zheng Xianbo held his wife's hand: "Think about it again..." He Xuezhu patted Zheng Xianbo's arm lightly, comfortingly: "Xianbo, don't worry, I will be fine."

Zheng Xianbo quickly got dressed, followed He Xuezhu out with an umbrella.The light rain is still falling outside, but it has become a little sparse.The street was very quiet, not even pedestrians passing by.Zheng Xianbo insisted on going to the hospital with He Xuezhu, but his wife finally persuaded her husband and left alone with an umbrella.Zheng Xianbo watched his wife's back gradually disappear in the rain and fog, and couldn't tell what it was like.In the chaotic early morning of Yichang Wharf, he also broke up with his wife in the comfort of his wife.I hope this breakup will not be a repeat of that breakup.

In the early morning of May 3, 1939, the Japanese Army W Base in Wuhan. In the light of the rising sun, the propellers of bombers and fighter jets on the tarmac were already turning.The Japanese pilots rushed to their planes one after another, while the ground crew nervously made final preparations for takeoff. With a camera around his neck and a tool bag in his hand, Marukawa Tomoo excitedly ran out of the dormitory with his crew members and ran through the busy corridors.The captain of Tomoo Marukawa saw Tomoo Marukawa approaching at the end of the corridor, so he stood down and waited for him to come to his side, and then happily patted him on the shoulder: "Marukawa-kun, it's started!"

Tomoo Marukawa: It's finally started! Captain: Do it well! Tomoo Marukawa: Yes! On the tarmac, the Japanese pilots had stepped into the cockpit one after another, and they greeted each other with gestures, looking excited.The golden sun shines on their plane, the sun marks on the wings are particularly dazzling, and the cannons on the nose are also shining.Marukawa Tomoo rushed out of the dormitory with the crowd, he looked up at the sky, and saw a cloudless sky.On the tarmac, some planes had already started taxiing, and there was a deafening roar of motors.An excited and relieved smile appeared on Marukawa Tomoo's face.Then he ran to his plane. On the balcony on the second floor of Chongqing Yuchuan Silk Store, silks and satins of various colors have been spread out, making the whole balcony quite gorgeous.Below the balcony, the wet street has already been covered with bright sunlight, shining brightly.On the side of the street under the signboard of Yuchuan Silk Shop, there are also some silks and satins drying in the air.A few pedestrians walked by on the street, a newsboy selling newspapers shouted "Central Daily", and a rickshaw with bells ringing briskly ran past against the sun. Mrs. Zhang stopped the newsboy, bought a copy of the "Central Daily" from him, and went back to her shop.A bamboo chair and a small table have already been placed there, and a cup of Gaiwan tea has already been brewed on the table.Mrs. Zhang sat down on the bamboo chair, opened the newspaper, took a sip from the teacup, looked up at the cloudless sky, and began to read the newspaper contentedly. In the war room of the Chongqing Air Defense Command with the curtains drawn, a few rays of sunlight came in, reflecting the smog.The war room was already tense, with phones ringing and telegrams beeping non-stop.Liu Zhi stood in front of the big table, studying the map with a group of people. Jiang Qingdong came over from a radio operator, holding a telegram in his hand. Jiang Qingdong: Commander, Yichang is calling! Liu Zhi: Read it! Jiang Qingdong: The enemy bomber formation flew over Yichang at 9:20, and there were two batches of targets, about 30, according to visual observations. Everyone looked at Liu Zhi and waited. Liu Zhi thought for a while, and then said: The first air raid siren! A long and mournful siren sounded, and as the siren hissed, someone ran across the street beating a gong, and the sound of the gong and the siren were mixed together.However, the people on the street did not appear to be panicked.On the top of Loquat Mountain, two red diamond-shaped spheres rose from the alarm frame.Seen from a distance, those two spheres are particularly eye-catching. Sun Xiangmeng and Xiaohua are in the park.Because the weather was fine, Sun Xiangmeng asked for leave and took his son here to see the peacocks.Hearing the siren, the people around did not seem to panic.Although some people started to leave the park, more people continued to enjoy the rare sunshine. But Sun Xiangmeng was quite nervous: Xiaohua, the alarm is sounded, let's go? Xiaohua shook her head resolutely: No, I haven't seen the peacock yet. Sun Xiangmeng: Everyone has raised the alarm, it's not safe here. Xiaohua still didn't want to, and held her mother's hand tightly to go to the mountain to find the peacock.Sun Xiangmeng had no choice but to continue to climb up with Xiaohua. Amid the sound of the siren, in a ward of Jimin Hospital, He Xuezhu, with a tired face, directed some medical staff to transfer the critically ill patients out: these two should be sent to the air-raid shelter, gather the other patients, get away from the window, and hurry up. A little bit, lean this way! The old dean walked into the ward, looked at the situation in the ward, and frowned: Vice President He, what are you doing? ! He Xuezhu: The first air raid alert, I asked them to move the patient to a safer place. The old dean: It's unnecessary!What a sun, it's good for their recovery to let them bask in it. He Xuezhu: But the devils are coming to bomb! Old Dean: Don't forget, this is a hospital! He Xuezhu: Dean, devils don't care if it's a hospital or not! The old dean was dissatisfied: playing the piano indiscriminately! On the Yangtze River, Zheng Xianbo and a group of people are crossing the river on a ferry.Hearing the distant siren, Zheng Xianbo turned his head to look in the direction of Chongqing with some anxiety.The river is rushing, and apart from the sound of sirens one after another, the mountain city of Chongqing under the sun is so peaceful that it makes people puzzled. At noon, the formation of Japanese bombers flying from Wuhan roared over the Chuanjiang River.Looking down from the plane, there are only a few white clouds floating around.Below the white clouds are the winding Yangtze River and the green rolling hills that are clearly visible. Marukawa Tomoo took pictures of Chuanjiang with his own camera, and then kept taking pictures of the Japanese aircraft formation.It could be seen that he was very interested.Several other crew members opened their lunch boxes and began to prepare a sumptuous lunch, including roasted salted fish, roasted meat, scrambled eggs, fresh vegetables, and some even poured coffee from thermos bottles into teacups.Except for the captain, all seven members of the crew are ready to eat. A crew member called Tomoo Marukawa: Marukawa-kun, it’s time to have lunch, what are you still filming?Save the film and take some photos of Chongqing.That's what really makes sense. Tomoo Marukawa sighed: It's really spectacular. Crew member: What did you say, our formation? Marukawa Tomoo picked out a box of lunch for himself, opened it, and then pointed to the bottom of the plane: No, it's the scenery below. "The apes on both sides of the strait can't cry, and the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."What a view! Crew member: Whose haiku is Marukawa-kun reciting? Tomoo Marukawa laughed: Haiku?This is a poem by Li Bai, a famous poet of the Tang Dynasty in China. Bombardier Yoshioka said: Marukawa-kun is really a little more elegant. Tomoo Marukawa: I really want to go and have a look below! Yoshioka: Marukawa-kun, there is a chance!When the time comes, how about we catch a few monkeys together and ask them if they still remember Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty? Tomoo Marukawa: I'm afraid there is no chance.But it doesn't matter, when our bombing is over, Chongqing may have been bombed back to the Stone Age, and all Chongqing people will become monkeys.At that time, let's go directly to Chongqing to see the monkeys! Everyone laughed and looked very relaxed. Chongqing Air Force Base, the sun is shining brightly.The fighter jets on the tarmac are ready to take off.An Fuyao and Gu Guosong stood beside their plane, and the conversation between them turned into roars due to the roar of the plane's motor. An Fuyao: Can this shit go to heaven? Gu Guosong: No problem!We can fight for a while! An Fuyao: You didn't play tricks, did you? ! Gu Guosong: Are you kidding me! An Fuyao: Alright, let the devils have a taste of our broken planes! Gu Guosong helped An Fuyao climb up the ladder on the side of the plane, then took out a "Bible" from his arms, stuck it to his chest and prayed.An Fuyao, who was about to sit in the cockpit, looked back at Gu Guosong, smiled, and shouted: What are you doing? Gu Guosong: The Bible!I pray for you and for this plane! An Fuyao: Foreign gods can't control China's affairs!Can't control our air force!If we want to defeat the devils, we have to rely on ourselves! Gu Guosong: I know!I wish you success! An Fuyao sat in his cockpit and checked the instruments, everything was normal.Then he started the plane.The plane started taxiing, and Gu Guosong stepped aside, watching An Fuyao's plane taxiing away.In the wind blown by the propeller of the plane, Gu Guosong put the "Bible" into his pocket, and unconsciously drew a sign of the cross on his chest. In Loquat Mountain Park, Sun Xiangmeng and Xiaohua are still looking for peacocks.They turned around a forest, Sun Xiangmeng looked up, and happened to notice two red diamond-shaped spheres falling from the alarm rack not far away.The second time the alarm sounded sharply again, probably because the alarm was set nearby, the loud sound made Xiaohua cover her ears in pain.The people around started to run in a panic, and the roar of the plane was faintly heard in the sky. During the interval between the alarms, Sun Xiangmeng said to his son: Xiaohua, this is the second alarm, the devil's plane is coming, let's go? Xiaohua: No, I haven't seen a peacock yet! Sun Xiangmeng: But the devils are coming to bomb, it's very dangerous! Xiaohua: You said you brought me to see the peacocks! Sun Xiangmeng: Good boy, listen to your mother! Xiaohua: Mom, let's just take a look, shall we? The alarm sounded again. Sun Xiangmeng hesitated for a moment, and helplessly pulled Xiaohua forward against the frightened flow of people.Finally, they ran to an iron cage where the peacock was locked, and there was no one in front of the iron cage.The peacock spread its gorgeous feathers to meet Xiaohua and Sun Xiangmeng amidst the sound of the siren.Xiaohua saw the peacock and rushed to the cage happily. Sun Xiangmeng shouted loudly: Xiaohua, let's go! Xiaohua: Mom, the peacock has opened its tail!The peacock opened its tail! Antiaircraft artillery positions in the suburbs amid sirens. Zhang Xudong, Du Zhiguo and other soldiers ran across the path leading to the hillside and rushed into the antiaircraft artillery position.They lifted off the camouflage cloth covering the anti-aircraft guns and entered the combat state. Zhang Xudong operated the anti-aircraft gun and shouted: Du Zhiguo, reload! Standing aside, Du Zhiguo was buttoning his helmet nervously, but his hands were trembling involuntarily, and the buttons couldn't be fastened properly.He didn't seem to hear Zhang Xudong's cry. Zhang Xudong looked back at Du Zhiguo: Du Zhiguo, did you fucking hear that? ! Du Zhiguo finally buckled his helmet, and then picked up a row of shells.Due to his nervousness, his hands trembled more and more, and it took a while to press the shell into the magazine.Seeing Du Zhiguo like this, Zhang Xudong smiled contemptuously. The roar of the plane shook the urban area of ​​Chongqing at noon. On the street, people were running in a panic, and a few policemen and defense team members were driving people into the air-raid shelter.Amidst the piercing siren, a defensive team member ran across the street beating a gong vigorously.A rickshaw driver was arguing with his employer. The police came and drove the rickshaw driver and his employer away. Yu Nanping ran on this street.Not far behind her was Zheng Ming who was also running, passing through the panicked crowd, paying attention to Yu Nanping in front of him. Yu Nanping heard the roar of the plane in the sky, so he stopped and looked up at the sky.Like her, many people also stopped and looked up. Someone in the crowd shouted: It seems to be our plane! Zheng Ming, who was following behind, also stopped and looked up at the sky. He saw the formation of fighter jets of the Chinese Air Force flying towards the sun.Then, Zheng Ming looked at Yu Nanping in front of him warily.Yu Nanping glanced back at this moment, and Zheng Ming's eyes coincided with each other.Zheng Ming immediately shifted his gaze, and began to look up at the sky again.Yu Nanping obviously realized that Zheng Ming was following him.She collected herself, and then ran forward again.Zheng Ming followed immediately. People on the street are still discussing: ——We don’t have many planes. ——Can you beat the devil's plane? - run! ——Why didn’t you see the devil’s plane? In the air near Chongqing, the Chinese Air Force where An Fuyao was located and Japanese bombers caught fire.The rumble of machine guns sounded in the sky. An Fuyao flew his own plane and swooped down towards a Japanese bomber, firing immediately after approaching.The Japanese plane was hit, and black smoke billowed from the wings.In the other direction, a plane of the Chinese Air Force was hit by the Japanese army, spinning and falling.An Fuyao saw the crash of the plane, but he showed no fear.He pulled the plane up, made a small turn in the air, turned around and continued to attack the wounded Japanese bomber. The other Japanese bombers continued to maintain their formation and flew over Chongqing. Amidst the rumbling guns and the roar of planes in the sky, Zheng Qi was dragged by Lin Tianjue and squeezed into the air-raid shelter.The air-raid shelter was overcrowded.But outside the air-raid shelter, there are still many people looking up at the sky, excitedly watching the air battle.Zheng Qi tried to break free from Lin Tianjue and squeezed out of the cave. Lin Tianjue: Zheng Qi, are you crazy? !don't go out! Zheng Qi: Didn't they all come in? Lin Tianjue: They are country bumpkins, crazy!I said don't go out! Zheng Qi: What are you afraid of? !I'm going to watch an air battle! Lin Tianjue: Zheng Qi! Zheng Qi struggled to break free from Lin Tianjue, squeezed out of the air-raid shelter and joined the crowd watching the air battle.Lin Tianjue followed and squeezed to the entrance of the cave, but dared not go out, so he could only watch Zheng Qi and Tiantian anxiously.Looking up from them, they could clearly see a Japanese bomber painted with the sun symbol shot and set ablaze after being chased by a Chinese Air Force plane.The Japanese plane fell for a while, but the fighter plane of the Chinese Air Force was still chasing after it, and then dived down and continued to fire.Then the flames flashed, and the Japanese bomber exploded in the air.The audience in front of the air-raid shelter cheered loudly, and some were still clapping.Zheng Qi also cheered along with them. Amidst the cheers of the people, the roar of the plane became louder, and the Japanese bomber fleet had already flown overhead.While the crowd was discussing, there was the roar of bombs falling in the air.The crowd dispersed in panic, but they didn't know where to hide.Several bombs fell in front of the air-raid shelter and exploded, blowing up the crowd watching the excitement.Immediately afterwards, there was a loud cry.The bomb set off a huge wave of air, and Lin Tianjue at the entrance of the cave was pushed back violently.After the smoke and dust dissipated, Lin Tianjue squeezed to the entrance of the cave again, but saw corpses and wounded all over the ground, and there was no sign of Zheng Qi. Lin Tianjue shouted in panic: Zheng Qi, Xiao Qi! In the dust, Zheng Qi got up from the ground and shook off the dust from her body, but she didn't hear Lin Tianjue's cry at all.She looked around her in shock, and what she saw was a tragic scene.Around her, there were many people lying in disorder, some of them were dead, some were struggling in pain. Zheng Qi patted her ears hard, and then she regained her hearing. She heard someone shouting, "Get them into the hole!"She hastily pulled up the hand of a man lying beside her, but it was empty - the hand had already left the man's body.Zheng Qi hurriedly threw the severed hand away in fear, and tried to hug the man, but the man was screaming heart-piercingly, but Zheng Qi couldn't hold him at all. Seeing Lin Tianjue at the entrance of the cave, Zheng Qi shouted: "Tianjue, come and help me!" Lin Tianjue didn't move: Zheng Qi, come in, it's dangerous! Zheng Qi: Come and help me! Lin Tianjue still has no intention of going out.Another man with blood on his face came over and helped Zheng Qi carry the wounded man with the broken arm into the air-raid shelter.In just a moment, the air-raid shelter was already crowded with wounded people. Lin Tianjue hurried over, took out a towel and handed it to Zheng Qi: Xiaoqi, what are you doing so stupid? !Almost died! Zheng Qi didn't answer, but gave Lin Tianjue a hard look, grabbed the towel, and squatted down to tie up the wound of the man with the broken arm.Lin Tianjue knew he was wrong, and stood aside resentfully. Outside the air-raid shelter, violent explosions continued. In the air, An Fuyao aimed at another bomber, ready to dive and attack.Unexpectedly, the cannon on a bomber fired at An Fuyao's fighter.An escorting Japanese fighter jet also circled behind An Fuyao and started shooting at An Fuyao's plane. An Fuyao's cockpit shook for a while, and smoke rose in front of him.An Fuyao turned his head and saw that the wing of his plane had been broken, and the plane began to lose control.An Fuyao cursed fiercely and opened the cockpit.With the strong wind blowing, the thick smoke in the cockpit suddenly became more intense. An Fuyao took a last look at his cockpit, unfastened his seat belt, and prepared to skydive. In Loquat Mountain Park, Sun Xiangmeng and Xiaohua dared not move due to explosions near and far. She lay on the ground and held her son tightly.When Sun Xiangmeng looked up, he just saw a plane falling, and a figure separated from the cockpit. After a while, a white parachute opened. At the same time, Sun Xiangmeng heard the roar of the bomb falling, and she hurriedly pressed her son even tighter.A few bombs landed and exploded not far from them. The huge noise was accompanied by the shaking of the ground. A tree was blown off in the middle, and branches fell down.After the dust from the explosion cleared, Sun Xiangmeng raised her head, and looked at Xiao Hua under her.Xiaohua's face is also covered with dust.Sun Xiangmeng patted the dust off his head for him, then stood up and pulled Xiaohua to run down the mountain.Xiaohua looked back and burst into tears. Sun Xiangmeng checked anxiously: Xiaohua, are you injured?Where does it hurt? ! Xiaohua cried: Peacock, the peacock is gone! Sun Xiangmeng looked back, and saw that the iron cage where the peacock was kept was incomplete, and the peacock was gone, only a few pieces of gorgeous blue-green peacock feathers were flying in the dust and smoke. The streets in downtown Chongqing are already in a mess, and the bombed-out houses are emitting thick smoke.The flames swallowed the beams that had become empty frames, and a wall collapsed in the flames, kicking up a cloud of sparks and dust. Xia Chengyuan rode a motorcycle on the street, and he saw everywhere, crying and fleeing crowds, bloody corpses lying beside the rickshaw, and houses in flames.The roar of the plane was still ringing overhead, Xia Chengyuan heard a roar of bombs, looked up at the sky, and quickly drove the motorcycle to the base of a wall.Immediately afterwards, he jumped off the motorcycle and lay down on the spot.A bomb exploded nearby, and the glass on the window of the house behind Xia Chengyuan was shattered and fell down, covering him all over.A woman ran out of the house crying, Xia Chengyuan jumped up and hugged her, pulling her to the base of the wall.A few more bombs exploded, and the soil almost covered Xia Chengyuan and the woman. Xia Chengyuan: Are you crazy? !Just stay here! The woman stared blankly at Xia Chengyuan, pointed to the house behind her, and was speechless. After the explosion, Xia Chengyuan asked loudly: How to get to Loquat Mountain? Women are already confused: I don't know.What did you say? Xia Chengyuan: Loquat Mountain Park, where there are peacocks, where should I go? ! The woman pointed in a direction blankly.Xia Chengyuan quickly stood up, got on the motorcycle, and drove towards the distance.The woman touched her head, still looking blankly at Xia Chengyuan who left, and even forgot to cry. In the direction Xia Chengyuan was going, several bombs exploded. Xia Chengyuan turned left and right on his motorcycle to avoid the explosions and disappeared in the flames and smoke. Yu Nanping got up from the ground after the explosion and continued to run forward.She turned her head and looked, but did not see Zheng Ming's figure.In front of her, a man lay struggling and moaning on the ground.Yu Nanping hurried over and helped him up.The roar of the plane grew louder, and several more bombs fell near her with a howl.Yu Nanping looked up, quickly pulled the bloody man back and ran a few steps back, saw a stone Baokan at the side of the street, pulled him and jumped off.Below the street is a high security barrier built with stones, and a group of people who have avoided the explosion have been crowded under the security barrier.Yu Nanping, who jumped down, had just stood still when the bomb above exploded. Yu Nanping pulled the man into the crowd and leaned against the stone barrier: It's safe here, stay still. A person beside him handed a handkerchief to the man, Yu Nanping looked at it, but it was Zheng Ming who was following him.She was astonished.The two looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly moved away. In front of them is a narrow road.Yu Nanping was about to leave when he heard the roar of the plane again.She turned her head and looked at the sky. It was a Japanese fighter jet flying very low chasing a little boy with a hoop on the road.Both Yu Nanping and Zheng Ming saw it, and so did the people around them. A man yelled: You don't want to die? !Come here! The child looked at the group of people, then looked back at the sky behind him, but continued to run forward rolling the hoop.The Japanese fighter jet howled and began to dive towards the child. The Japanese sun logo on the fuselage and tail was clear and dazzling, and the roar was already deafening. Yu Nanping stood up in a huff, trying to run over to save the little boy, but Zheng Ming beside her stretched out his hand and grabbed her.Yu Nanping turned around in surprise, looked at Zheng Ming, and struggled vigorously, but Zheng Ming clung tightly to it. Yu Nanping: What are you doing? ! Zheng Ming: Don't move! Yu Nanping was about to say something.But he saw that Zheng Ming had already jumped up and rushed out from his side. The Japanese planes began to straf, and the machine gun bullets chased the boy on the road and stirred up a cloud of dust.Zheng Ming rushed to the boy's side amidst the shouts of the crowd, and pressed the little boy under him.The road beside them was hit by bullets, and dust suddenly rose.Looking at the scene in front of him, Yu Nanping's eyes revealed a hint of admiration.The Japanese plane flew away, Zheng Ming pulled the little boy up and sent him to Shishi Baokan.He looked at Yu Nanping, actually smiled at her, and then ran along the road alone as if nothing had happened.Yu Nanping was left to look at Zheng Mingyuan's back in doubt. The roar of the plane continued, and the bomb exploded and hit a house opposite the Yuchuan silk shop. The house burst into flames, and the flames quickly engulfed the house.As the flames rose, a large amount of ashes floated up and reached the Yuchuan silk shop, and the gray-black dust rolled over, covering the entire house.On the balcony on the second floor, Mrs. Zhang flicked the ashes vigorously with a feather duster, as if she didn't want them to fall on the colorful silk and satin, and at the same time beat the dust covering the silk and satin. The dusty Zhang Xuming rushed to the balcony at this moment: Mom, what time is this!You still care about that thing!go down! Mrs. Zhang didn't care about Zhang Xudong's yelling, and continued to drive away frantically with the duster in vain. Zhang Xudong came over and stopped Zhang Shi: Go down! Mrs. Zhang picked up the feather duster, pointed at the shadows of the Japanese planes passing by in the sky, and yelled: "Little Japanese devil, my **** ancestor!"Eight generations of your ancestors have been turtle bastards!I will settle accounts with you bastards one day!I honor your ancestors for eight generations, little Japanese devils!You have the ability to fry it again!Chongqing people are not afraid of being bombed! Zhang Xudong looked at the plane in the sky, and stopped pulling his mother away.He walked around on the balcony wordlessly, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. In the end, he picked up an earthen pottery flower pot on the balcony and smashed it hard on the ground.