Pukou Railway Station is located on the north bank of the Yangtze River in Nanjing. It was built in the third year of the Republic of China, that is, 1914. It is the end point of the Jinpu Railway and has always been a key transportation hub in the north and south and a place that must be fought for by military strategists.

There are many stories left for future generations here. Zhu Ziqing's "Back View" story takes place here. Zhu's father bought oranges until the 21st century. You can still see clues on the Internet. It is rumored that the great leader once threw a cloth shoe here, but he couldn't find it. In the end, he solved the problem when he met his fellow villagers. The future battle of crossing the river will also happen here, leaving behind countless heroes with blood sprinkled on the Yangtze River.

There is never a lack of historical heritage here.

Just recently, Mr. Zhongshan's coffin had stayed here, and even in the 21st century, some traces of the remaining ones can be seen here.

As a transportation hub for south and north, Pukou Station is still crowded with people even if the train is not enough for everyone to take, and there are still people rushing here on weekdays, and there are all kinds of buildings around the station, including post offices, hospitals, schools, hotels, etc.

But today it is a little different here. The surroundings are no longer hustle and bustle. The entire train station is a bit strange and there is no idle person.

A team of soldiers wearing gray military uniforms and hats wearing blue sky and white sun badges were standing on both sides of the railway like javelins. The train station was taken over by them and they were quietly waiting for the train to enter the station.

The rifle with the smell of gunpowder in the soldier's hands made the station feel nervous and murderous.

"Woooo," the whistle sounded like a horse neighing and a cow roaring, and the train was rushing towards him like an iron beast, slowly entering the station.

Chen Ledao's carriage was in the middle of the train. As the train entered the station, both of them saw soldiers standing on both sides of the railway through the window.

The soldier stood at a person every two or three meters, with a rifle standing on his legs, with a serious expression and silent expression. The people in the car didn't understand the situation outside, and they all looked worried and didn't know what was going on.

"Let's go, I don't know what happened. Go down first and see what's going on." Zhou Ming got up first, took his luggage, and Chen Ledao followed closely behind.

This should be the Kuomintang army? Looking at the neatly dressed soldiers outside, such thoughts flashed through his mind.

The reputation left by the Kuomintang army in later generations was not very good. When he saw it suddenly, he couldn't hide his curiosity.

"We are now taking over the train station. Everyone lined up to get off the bus and was inspected. They could leave if they had nothing to do." The person was still inside the car, and there was a sound outside the car. Hearing this, many people breathed a sigh of relief. The tension dissipated a lot.

Some people say that perhaps it is because the Nanjing Central Army and the Northwest Army are about to go to war, and taking over the railway station is a signal.

No matter what, as long as it is not a problem for them.

The two got out of the car quickly. There was a soldier standing there at the left and right exits of the car, holding a rifle, staring straight there without looking sideways. Chen Ledao's eyes moved past the two of them, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

There were not many people in the second-class carriage, and it was soon the two of them.

"Open the box," a soldier pointed at the box in his hands, and the two acted as they said.

Zhou Mingxian had only a few items of change of clothes and two books in his box. A man in an officer's outfit next to him picked up the book and opened it to look at it, then put it back.

"Are you a doctor?"

"Yes, this time I'm going to Shanghai." Zhou Ming nodded first, both honest and proactive.

The officer nodded and signaled that he could go over, but did not continue to interrogate.

Chen Ledao's box was opened, and in addition to clothes, there was a bag of ocean in it. When the soldier opened it, he did not dare to move, and handed it to the officer next to him.

After Chen Ledao arrived in Tianjin, he only had francs, but francs were basically not circulated in Tianjin. In desperation, he finally exchanged all francs into current silver dollars at HSBC, and took out a small part of them to carry with him.

What the young officer now in the hands of the silver dollars he took out was the part of the silver dollars.

Seeing that it fell into the hands of the officer, he felt blood dripping in his heart. After staying in Tianjin for two days, he already knew the purchasing power of the ocean.

A vast ocean in the Republic of China was equivalent to two or three hundred yuan in later generations. His wallet had 200 silver dollars, which was equivalent to three or four thousand yuan in later generations. Before he traveled through time, he was not a big deal, and this money was already half of his property at that time.

When the money falls into the hands of the national army, it almost takes meat buns to beat the dog but never returns, but even if you don’t want to, you have to be able to defeat the gun in the other party’s hands.

But the other party's next move surprised him again.

I saw the young officer throwing the money bag directly to him, "It's not safe to keep the money in the box, so it's better to put it on your body."

After saying that, the man pointed back and signaled that he could leave.

He didn't even miss the money.

After walking a distance from Zhou Ming first, Chen Ledao looked back at the officer's back and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Didn't it mean that the people in the National Army are all jackals, tigers and leopards? How do I feel..." Chen Ledao expressed his doubts to Zhou Mingxian, and the only one he could ask was Zhou Mingxian.

Zhou Mingxian is now in his thirties and is nearly forty years old. Chen Ledao is only in his early twenties. The two are almost a round of age difference, but chatting on the train has made them cross the age gap and become friends who can talk about everything.

"Nothing can be generalized by any means. The national army is indeed a mob with problems of one kind or another, but there are also several outstanding troops."

Both of them spoke very lowly. Although what they said was not a taboo thing, it may cause unnecessary trouble if people listened to it. None of them liked trouble.

"The national army just now should be from the Nanjing garrison troops and guard division."

Nanjing is now the capital of China. As early as the year before yesterday, there were already garrison troops. The troops that can defend the national capital must be the elite among the elite.

"The Guard Division is a direct line of the Central Army who directly belongs to the Chairman of the Standing Committee. The backbone of them is all graduates of the Whampoa Military Academy. The level of the warlords should be of some degree, which is definitely different from the troops under the local warlords." Zhou Mingxian explained to Chen Ledao.

Chen Ledao nodded and thoughtful. Although he didn't know much about the national army, he did hear in later generations that the national army had several troops that could only fight tough battles.

What he didn't know was that the current guard division that garrisoned Nanjing was the predecessor of the Future 88th Division and the 87th Division. These two divisions were the ace troops of the Central Army and the future German and Equipment Division.

It is said that soldiers are wearing horses and corpses, and these two divisions have almost done this. In the future Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Nanjing, the two divisions fought with blood to defend their territory and made great contributions. At the same time, they suffered heavy casualties. After the war, almost all the troops were wiped out. They were truly troops that could fight tough battles.

After looking back, Chen Ledao's understanding of the national army was slightly refreshed in his heart. The officer just now left him a pretty good impression.

Since ancient times, China has never lacked iron-blooded soldiers and troops who dare to fight. I hope this unit can become a respectable unit in the future.

He also served as a soldier in his previous life and received regular militarized management and training. At that time, the soldiers truly explained to the world what it means to be a soldier who should take it as his responsibility to defend his country.

Not to mention these tables, the two followed the crowds through the arched rain corridor connected to the station platform and headed to Pukou Pier. The British-style railway station building was left behind by the two.

The Jinpu Line reaches the end of the terminus from Pukou. To get to Shanghai, you also need to take a steamship from Pukou Pier to Xiaguan. This is the Zhongshan Pier that has just been renamed to commemorate Mr. Zhongshan. Then take the Beijing-Shanghai Line train from there to Shanghai.

If it weren't for Zhou Mingxian's leadership, Chen Ledao might not have been able to find a way. Meeting Zhou Mingxian can be said to be the first good thing he encountered since he came to this era.

The ship is not luxurious, with many long wooden chairs on it. This is a ship that exists to transport people across the river, so there is no excessive decoration.

The two bought tickets and got on the boat. Zhou Mingxian led them, and Chen Ledao finally did not take any detours.

The entire ship space was not much spare and was crowded with people. Fortunately, there were more than one ship here, and it finally stopped boarding the passengers when they saw severe overload.

The whistle sounded and the ship sailed to the opposite shore.

Chen Ledao sat on the bench with the box at his feet, and Zhou Mingxian was separated from him in two positions.

In front of him was a middle-aged woman wearing a thick cloth jacket and skirt, holding her belly with one hand and the other on the man next to her. She looked like she was probably about forty years old and with a big belly, and was a pregnant woman.

The man carefully supported the woman, with his feet staggered, stood firm and gave the woman a small space for her, for fear that the other party would be knocked.

However, his behavior made the already insufficient place appear narrower, which attracted many dissatisfaction.

Looking at the careful look of the two, Chen Ledao frowned slightly, couldn't help but sigh and lifted the box.

"Sister-in-law, come here to sit." As he said that, he stood up and gave the seat to the woman.

The woman opened her mouth and finally closed her mouth again. Her instinctive politeness made her want to speak out.

"It's okay, sit down, the child is important." The woman finally sat down, and the two of them thanked Chen Le repeatedly.

Chen Ledao's behavior made many people who were angry at the man just now turn their heads shamelessly and feel embarrassed to look here again.

Many people have a kind side in their hearts, but kindness occasionally needs something to inspire.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the ship docked again, Zhongshan Pier arrived, and everyone got off the boat.

"Ledao, your behavior just now makes me feel inferior!" The two of them got off the boat, and Zhou Mingxian suddenly opened his mouth and showed shame on his face.

He is nearly twenty years older than Chen Ledao, but Chen Ledao's behavior just now taught him a deep lesson.

"It's nothing. If someone else was in my position, he would do that. You were far away just now and you couldn't even give way." Chen Ledao shook his head. He didn't feel that his behavior just now was amazing. China has always been a society full of human feelings.

He sighed not because of the reactions of others, but because of China's backwardness.

China's population is no more than that of later generations. If it were developed enough, it might not have happened like that just now.

Zhou Mingxian heard this but shook his head: "Some things should not be hindered by some difficulties. As long as you really want to do it, nothing can be an obstacle."

The two of them had their own thoughts and were about to leave, but another change occurred.

"Stop!" A crisp female voice rang not far away from the two of them.

Note: The train ferry from Nanjing Pukou to Xiaguan was opened in 1933. Before that, ships needed to transfer passengers. I checked the information and found out that the existence of such things as train ferries. As for ships, if there are any errors in the description here, please refer to the novel. On December 29, 1968, the Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge was completed and opened to traffic. Trains no longer need train ferries across the river. The new Nanjing Station was also opened at the same time. The Jinpu Railway and the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway (the Beijing-Shanghai Line in the text) were connected and renamed the Beijing-Shanghai Railway. The Shanghai-Nanjing Railway was renamed the Shanghai-Nanjing section of the Beijing-Shanghai Railway, commonly known as the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway.
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