The Anti-Japanese War Begins at Sihang Warehouse

October 26, 1937, Shanghai. The water in Suzhou River is muddy, as muddy as a bowl of muddy rice soup, glowing with dark green light. There were pieces of wood, rags, an upside-down wooden basin floating on the river, and a corpse belonging to an unknown army. It was face down, with a big hole in the back of the military uniform. The blood had drained out, and only the gray-white flesh was left rolled up, like a failed flower. Xie Jinyuan woke up at this time. He first smelled the smell - the strong smoke mixed with the stench of river water, as well as the smell of burning rubber and wood. These smells crowded together and entered his nasal cavity indistinguishably. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.