Shang Zhen and his team continued to march southwest with admiration for the Sichuan Army.

But just after they passed through a building, they suddenly saw that the road ahead was filled with Chinese troops!

So how many Chinese troops are there? When the Northeast Army retreated from the Northeast Army to Jinzhou, they took a train to enter the pass, and the troops were insignificant.

But this time, the number of troops on that road this time had already shocked Shang Zhen and the others.

There was no head in the south but no tail in the north. Although there were soldiers stalking forward, countless wounded people were staggering on the road.

"What's the fucking situation?" Wang Laomao was a little confused. To be honest, Wang Laomao, as the oldest veteran, has seen so many troops for the first time.

There are so many people, just like the boundless weeds on the northeastern wilderness!

Looking at the endless carriages, Shang Zhen and the others felt that they had become particularly small in an instant.

"There are water nets around, and there is only one road, and it's all squeezed here." Shang Zhen said after scanning the surrounding terrain in shock.

This is the Songhu area, which is close to the sea, is low-lying and is densely covered with water networks, so such a large-scale military retreat will definitely make the road crowded.

Yes, it is a retreat. Now Shang Zhen has determined that this is a large-scale retreat of the army.

Shang Zhen did not know that the Chinese army had invested nearly 800,000 troops in this Battle of Shanghai, but he understood that judging from the current situation, it must be another Guanshan, which means that the Songhu area was lost again, otherwise how could such a scene happen?

"What should we do?" At this time, Wang Laomao was affected by the retreating crowd. He was unsure of his mind and asked Shang Zhen.

There are a great retreat of hundreds of thousands of people, but more than 30 of them have to go against each other, which requires courage.

"Let's get on the highway first, let's follow it south too." Shang Zhen said helplessly.

"Aren't we going to find the big army?" Xiao Wuji asked.

"It's early to go, but we can't go to find it by wading the water." Shang Zhen replied.

As for the area they are seeing, in addition to the flow of people, there are water nets and rice fields.

According to the instructions of the Sichuan Army Commander, Songjiang County should be in their southwest.

But now the southwest direction is water, and Shang Zhen and the others can only walk on the highway and then look for a fork in the road.

Shang Zhen and the others got on the road like this and temporarily joined such a retreating army, which was more similar to a retreating army.

Just as Shang Zhen was thinking about asking these soldiers with yellow skin, black hair and black eyes about the situation on the battlefield in Songhu, someone took the initiative to talk to them.

"Brother, which unit are you from?" One of them squeezed into Shang Zhen and his team.

When Shang Zhen saw the man's dress, he knew that this guy must be from the Central Army and was dressed as an officer.

However, this guy is not a high-ranking official, probably just a platoon leader or company commander.

He speaks in the southern accent and learns the northern official language, but because of the pronunciation of his native language, he sounds a strange feeling.

"We are from the 67th Army, brother, which unit are you from?" Qian Chuan'er, who was caught, replied and asked back.

"It doesn't matter which army we are. Just know that we are from the Central Army!

You are from the 67th Army, ah, you are from the Northeast Army." The officer who was about the same age as Shang Zhen and the others said.

"Looking at your outfit, we should call you the commander, right?" Qian Chuaner asked tentatively.

"Sir, I'm just a slut, I'm in charge of logistics. There are brothers everywhere, and everyone is brother!" the guy said with a tinge.

Obviously, this person has a familiar personality.

"Why don't you know your surname?" Qian Chuan'er then talked to the man.

"No need to be expensive, the name Qian is Shun, and the name Qian is Shun!" The man smiled and reported to his home.

His expression seemed a little inconsistent with the solemnity of the entire army when retreating.

Seeing this guy's virtue, Qin Chuan, behind his team, posted it in Hou Kanshan's ear and whispered: "This little bitch is so silly, it's quite vain. If you are not broken, you will be like this bitch."

Hou Kanshan seemed to have not heard Qin Chuan's provocation, with a blank expression on his face and did not respond.

In fact, if you are not an acquaintance, the expression you usually look at the mountain will have two words - hideous.

At this time, Qian Chuan'er in front of him was already smiling: "It's really a family!

My eldest brother’s name is Qian Laishun, and my surname is Qian. My name is Qian Chuaner, one string of two strings of Qian Chuaner.”

"Oh, there is such a coincidence in the world!" Qian Laishun laughed even more.

But he turned around and looked around, and soon took back the smile on his face.

It seems that he is not stupid either.

At this time, he was in a great retreat. It cannot be said that everyone was crying. Only he smiled happily. Isn’t that just looking for a slap?

"Brother, we are here. Tell us how the battle is going on in the Songhu battlefield? I think our people are retreating?" Qian Chuaner asked in a low voice.

When he heard Qian Chuan's question, Qian Laishun sneaked and glanced forward and left and right again. Seeing that there were no officers around, he said, "My brother, you ask me, it's considered asking the right person!"

So the money Laishun really told Zhang Zhen and others what he knew.

Qian Laishun likes to talk and speaks very well. What he feels to Shang Zhen and others is that Qian Laishun is like a water bottle containing a lot of water. If you don’t have to pour it out, he will come out by himself!

However, what Qian Lianshun said next made Shang Zhen and the others frightened.

"Didn't I say, do you think we can beat the Japanese?

The Japanese had planes, cannons, tanks, naval guns, and the shells they fired were like we usually fired bullets, and there were only so many!"

"You should say that our Chinese army also has infantry, tanks, armored vehicles, and cannons, but it is not well coordinated!

More than 20 tanks rushed forward, but the infantry did not follow. As a result, the more than 20 tanks were all blown up by the Japanese devils!

Oh my god, it's a waste!"

"Let's talk about infantry after that.

The infantry and the tanks in front were out of touch, and as a battalion was blocked in an alley by the Japanese devils.

The Japanese devils had a tank behind a tank next to them, and then they set up machine guns. This was a thunderbolt, a battalion, and at least 500 lives would have been lost!”

"Don't just develop the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige. How are those little Sichuan fighting?" Qian Chuan'er looked around and asked in a low voice.

Of course, Qian Chuan'er also understood that if Qian Laishun said these words now were heard by the Military Law Department, they would be enough to kill Qian Laishun. This is called a disaster for the morale of the army!

"What are you talking about? Do you know about the German and military master?" Qian Laishun asked in a low voice.

Shang Zhen and the others naturally shook their heads, but they didn't know what kind of human and equipment masters were.

"That's the lifeblood of that old man in Nanjing. He has sent it up, but it doesn't work!" Qian Laishun pressed his voice even lower, so that Shang Zhen and the others stretched their necks if they wanted to hear it clearly.

"They use good rifles and machine guns. Huh? The equipment of your group is not bad!" Qian Laisen then noticed that Shang Zhen and his team's weapons were not bad either. In addition to the Hua Machinery Box Cannon, there were also Japanese Type 38 rifles.

"Don't say we are talking about war, this one." Qian Chuan'er reminded.

"Oh, anyway, the German-Armed weapon is good, but that's not good. No matter how good your weapon is, can you still hold the Japanese plane cannon bombardment?

That old man was really bleeding! It was precisely because he was bleeding, so what do you think the Yunnan Army, Guizhou Army, and the Hunan Army, and the Guizhou Army rushed up.

But what's the use of that?

When the charge was upward, hundreds of people from the entire battalion rushed upwards. If this kind of fighting style was enough to fight with the Chinese, can you fight with the Japanese?

When someone comes, your arms and legs will be blown away!

You said how to fight this battle? No matter how many Chinese people are, you can pile up your lives, and you can still have bullets and shells! That's all the brains of commanding the war are so bad that the door bows are sucked!"
Chapter completed!