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The two stayed in the bathroom for a while and came out. The adjutant stepped forward, handed over the Shanghai Morning News, and said in awe, "General, five minutes ago, the Nanjing Nationalist Government called and asked you to go to the meeting as soon as possible."

After reading the contents of the newspaper, Lin Jian Baimeifeng became cold, and immediately ordered his adjutant to lead two troops to Binjiang Wharf.

"Wait for me at home." After tidying up the cuffs of his military uniform, Lin Jianbai adjusted the brim of his military cap, leaned over and kissed Shen Mo's hair, and left quickly.

Shen Mo leaned against the door, looking at Lin Jianbai's tall and straight back, his eyes jumped, he felt that something was about to happen.

In the morning, under the protection of soldiers, he went to the hospital to visit Lu Zhixing. There was no dispute. The father and son were lying down and sitting down, chatting about the current situation.

Lu Zhixing's words were a little strange, as if he was entrusting him, but also seemed to know something.

"Father, I like Lin Jianbai, and whether I love the country or not is two different things." Silence corrected him calmly.

"He used to be an undefeated general of the Beiyang government, and now he is an overseer entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the Nationalist government." When Lu Zhixing heard the previous sentence, he frowned and tried his best not to get angry. His tone was heavy, "Qiufeng, are you My son Lu Zhixing, I hope you can think clearly about which way to go."

Silence didn't speak, the corners of his eyes turned down.

"The Xu family and our Lu family have been friends for several generations. Xu Ying's child's knowledge and cultivation are all first-class. Qiufeng, you still have time to look back now."

After the ward fell into a moment of silence, a faint voice sounded, "Father, it's already late." After Shen Mo finished speaking, he bowed deeply towards Lu Zhixing, stood up straight after a pause, and walked away.

After all, Lu Zhixing couldn't control his anger and disappointment, he threw the teacup on the table and slammed it heavily on the door.

Two days later, Lin Jianbai came back, the stubble protruding from his chin set off the rigid face, making him look a little tired.

"What happened?" Shen Mo asked, frowning, massaging Lin Jianbai's temple.

Lin Jianbai held Silence's hand and put it on his lips to kiss, his voice was solemn, "Shanghai is going to be chaotic."

That night, the tranquility of the General's Mansion was broken by a phone call.

Silent Lin Jianbai got dressed and went out immediately after getting up. He heard the adjutant in the study typing a report. It was very long and rigorous, but he only caught one sentence.

On the grounds of protecting the overseas Chinese, the Japanese army must withdraw the troops to be stationed in Zhabei.

He walked in quickly, silently looking a little ugly, he pursed his lips and asked Lin Jianbai who was looking at the map at the desk, "What's the number today?"

"December 1."

Number 8...

Shen Mo stroked the hair that hadn't been tidied up because he got up too quickly, and the downcast eyelids covered the horror in it, so it turned out that this was a BUG.

The January 20th event in history was brought forward by [-] days.

After seeing Lin Jianbai giving instructions to the adjutant, he blurted out, "I must go with you."

Lin Jianbai frowned, with a fierce look on his face, "I don't approve."

Scanning the marked places on the map, he raised his eyes in silence, and said calmly, "I can help you this time."

Rubbing his hands into his hair, Lin Jianbai's voice softened, coaxing his lover intimately, "Are you obedient?"

Shen Mo pursed the corners of her lips, tightened her hands hanging on both sides, and said nothing more.

An hour after Lin Jianbai left, Shen Mo walked around the study twice calmly, then took out the pocket watch he was carrying, opened the outer layer, and put the folded thing inside into a book in the desk drawer.

A thin piece of paper with astonishing numbers can make a big step forward for the rise of the southern forces, and it can also allow Lin Jianbai to gather a large amount of military resources in Shanghai.

He has always been a selfish person, he treats whoever treats him well.

Two hours after Lin Jianbai left, Silent began to feel restless. He found out the cigarette that Lin Jianbai usually smoked, lit one, and smoked quietly while leaning against the desk.

At the same time, the Japanese army, led by more than [-] armored vehicles, divided its troops into five groups and launched an attack from various intersections in Zhabei. Lin Jianbai personally led the troops to fight back fiercely.

The sky was pale, and the cold wind was blowing. The soldiers standing guard at the main gate of the General's Mansion yawned and stayed up all night. Although they were very sleepy, they did not dare to relax.

Flames filled the sky outside, and the battlefield in the surrounding area centered on Zhabei was extremely tragic, and flames could be seen everywhere in the market.

Under the cover of armored vehicles, the Japanese army launched continuous fierce attacks. Japanese planes also took off from the aircraft carrier "Notoro" and bombarded Zhabei and Nanshi indiscriminately, and the war quickly spread.

At this time, a car passed by and stopped outside the General's Mansion. The man who got out of the car was wearing a black overcoat with his hands lazily put in his pockets. Split leave.

The soldier at the door saw who was coming, walked over and asked, "Master Rong, I don't know why you are here..."

"I'm coming from Zhabei." Rong Si parted his lips and raised his eyebrows. "The current battle situation is not ideal. The general wants me to convey something."

A moment later, the gate of the General's Mansion was opened, and soldiers ran in to pass on the news that the 24th Army and the 35th Army were trapped, but there was no movement from the Nanjing government, and the [-]th Army led by Song Pei did not come to rescue for a long time.

Soon, a military vehicle set off from the General's Mansion.

"It's really boring to come here early in the morning as a messenger." In the corner, Rong Si leaned against the wall, with a cigarette between his slender fingers, he looked up at the sky, and smiled sadly, "You saw it too, I am now doing good deeds and accumulating merit, trying to get some blessings, and in the next life, I will go to you, and I will punish you no matter what."

As the wind blows, the sparks on the cigarette are bright and dark, the hair shakes slightly, and the pair of eyes that are always smiling pass by loneliness and regret.

When Shen Mo arrived, the General Factory of the Commercial Press and the Oriental Library were burned down by the bombs dropped by the Japanese army.

He learned from the stubbornly resisting soldiers that Lin Jianbai had gone to the North Railway Station. As a land transportation hub in Shanghai, the safety of the entire Zhabei was related to the gains and losses. Lin Jianbai took away only one main force, 45 people in the whole army, all of whom followed him through the journey. Killing Veterans.

On the way to the North Railway Station, Shen Mo sat in the car and looked at the chaotic crowd on the street. Those marching teams inspired by the underground party were definitely not obstructing and interfering with the policies of the Nationalist Government at this time. I'm afraid it will be a great resistance.

The situation at the North Station was harsh, and the battle was fierce. As soon as he got off the car, he saw several soldiers approaching from all sides. The man in the lead was full of murderous looks, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, walking over the ruins of bullet casings all over the place.

Seeing that the man he cared about was intact, Shen Mo curled the corner of his mouth, and when he glanced away unintentionally from the corner of his eye, the reassuring smile on his face suddenly froze.

1932年1月9号上午10点35分，第九军还活着的士兵看到青年突然拿出一把枪对准他们的将军方向。

Lin Jianbai paused in his footsteps, staring at the young man not far away, with Sichuan characters carved on his brows, his eyes were as deep as ink.

There was a gunshot, and almost at the same time, another gunshot.

The camera seemed to be slowed down countless times. Lin Jianbai watched the blood gushing out of the young man's chest, and the bright colors magnified in his pupils.

His world was blank.

The adjutant turned his head and saw that the killer hiding in the dark was hit between the eyebrows and died on the spot. He thought of some possibility, the chill spread from the soles of his feet, he let go, the gun fell to the ground, and he knelt down with a pale face.

The old soldier who shot at Silence was Lin Jianbai's most powerful general, and he had been protecting his general all his life.

At that moment, seeing that the general was in danger, he had no time to think, and instinctively fired a shot.

After Chaos' brain became clear, his hand holding the gun kept shaking, and he also knelt down.

The beacon fire didn't stop because of the youth's blood, the gunfire was rapid, and the smoke from the grenade penetrated into the air, blocking the hearts of all the soldiers who witnessed this scene.

Mo Mo fell into the familiar broad chest at the moment of falling, he raised the corners of his lips overflowing with blood, "Your soldiers are really loyal."

"Hurry up, where is the military doctor? Hurry up----" outside the smoky North Station, the calm and calm general shouted in a panic.

The adjutant stumbled away.

"I said... I... I can help you." Shen Mo panted, his face was as pale as paper, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he struggled to squeeze out a smile.

Wiping the blood that kept coming out of the young man's mouth with his hand, the temperature of the person in his arms dropped little by little. Lin Jianbai felt fear for the first time.

"Put...lower your head a little..."

Lin Jianbai bowed his head stiffly, a drop of warm tears flowed from his red eyes, dripped down the corner of his eyes, and slapped on Shen Mo's cinnabar mole.

"...alive...wait for me..." Lin Jianbai's ears lost their warmth, and Shen Mo slowly stretched out his hand to touch his face, wanting to remember this man more deeply.

The hand hangs down weakly, held in mid-air by a slightly trembling big hand, and the trembling lips gently kiss the palm of the hand.

"I owe you...I love you..." Breathing the breath of the man for the last time, she closed her eyes weakly in silence and could not open them again.

When the adjutant rushed over with a soldier in his hands, he only saw two people embracing each other in a pool of blood.

The iron-blooded and ruthless general hugged the sleeping young man tightly, crying like a child, sad and helpless.

The author has something to say:

Let me emphasize again that not all guns in every volume are small attacks.

Only those who really fall in love with Xiaomo are one of Xiaogong, such as the general.

Ace: I’m afraid that some people won’t understand, let me explain here, Silence’s shot was intended for the killer who shot the general secretly, but the loyal soldiers thought he wanted to kill the general, and the bullet went out on impulse.

Another Ace: If there is no silent one-shot gun, the general will die under the killer gun.

Let's add another Ace: Rong Si knew that Lin Jianbai would die at the North Station, and he planned to do good deeds, let Shen Mo rush over, and the two of them died there together.

Because what he is currently experiencing is that his lover is dead, and he is alive, which is too painful.