"Look at Mo Zi! If you see the eyes, you can't take them out. Come on, go on!" the soldier urged impatiently.
The young man smiled brightly and said nonchalantly: "Brother, I'm here to fight too. Can you give me a gun?"
The soldier looked at him with a confused look on his face. Isn't this kid a bit of a tiger? Why does he feel so stupid?
"You want to be a soldier and go to the recruiting office in town. Where can I give you a gun?" The soldier slowly put down his gun. Seeing that he had no ill intentions, he didn't give him any more trouble.
But the young man started chatting with him enthusiastically as if he was familiar with him. After saying a few words, these few big-headed soldiers with little education were stunned.
"Hello! Hello! Can you let me see your gun? I've never shot a gun before, and I just want to see it." The young man looked at one of the soldiers expectantly.
"Look, but you can only look at it. The commander found out and wants to teach me a lesson."
As he spoke, the soldier placed his rifle in front of him. The young man reached out and touched it curiously. At this moment, he really wanted to own such a rifle.
"Is this a cannon? How can it be used? It's so big that it can only be pulled by a truck."
"Are all the things on these cars for you? It's the first time I've seen so many guns and cannons..."
"Squad leader, is this scholar a little crazy?" A soldier asked his squad leader in a low voice.
"I don't know, I'm afraid my literacy skills are blocked." The squad leader looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.
…
Chen Jize's third battalion quickly arrived at the east entrance of the town. More than a thousand people lined up in neat formation and were waiting outside the camp. Chen Jize, Hong Mu and others at the front of the queue couldn't move their eyes away.
The expression was like that of an old pervert who had been horny for half a year when he saw a beautiful woman, and his eyes were shining. Hong Mu was even more exaggerated, jumping directly onto a truck and giving those weapons and equipment a "affectionate hug"
"Okay, okay! Hong Mu, you bastard, why don't you come down quickly? Hurry up and arrange for the soldiers to receive their equipment."
Long Wenwen took a helmet and threw it at Hong Mu, who was still making waves in the car.
Chen Jize hurriedly came over and asked, "Deputy Commander, what did the Commander arrange?"
"This is the list. You will receive the weapons according to the firepower configuration of the troops determined last time. You will also need to move 200,000 rounds of ammunition first. The machine gun will have to wait. The regiment leader said that this general-purpose machine gun needs unified teaching and training."
As he spoke, Long Wenwen gave him a configuration list, which was the battalion-level firepower configuration written by Liao Mingyu.
"Okay! I'll make arrangements right away." Chen Jize saluted and ran away happily.
Long Wenwen was also very happy. He picked up a Garand rifle and gestured with it. The injection of this new batch of weapons can further enhance the combat effectiveness of the Sichuan Army.
Especially the big ones at the back of the convoy that are heavier than the 105 howitzers in the artillery battalion. I heard from the regiment leader that they are 155mm caliber. If Krupp were here, he would not hug them and kiss them wildly.
At this time, he also became interested, put down his Garand rifle and walked straight towards the back of the convoy.
…
At this time, a dozen or two soldiers had gathered around the young man, but they all looked at him inexplicably and listened to his strange words.
But the young man didn't care at all about other people's looks, which looked like they were looking at fools. He was very satisfied with the feeling of being surrounded by people, because it made him even more enthusiastic.
The young man suddenly stood on the box next to him. He raised his hands and shouted to everyone with enthusiasm:
"Cannonballs can't knock down the vitality of spring seedlings. The seeds under the iron wings can only produce some resistance. The warriors of the great era stood up in response and erected in our land like towers!"
"No force can extinguish the charcoal-like eyes, and no sound can cover up the angry roar. In the fireworks are the sprouts of revival."
"Really, survival must be fought for from death, blood cultivates the flower of freedom, and we must erect a torch in the dark night."
"What the hell?"
Long Wenwen, who walked over with his hands behind his back, looked confused. He looked at the young man standing there who was chatting and didn't know what he was talking about. Who is this guy?
The young man's eyes lit up and he quickly jumped down from the box.
But it was obvious that as an inexperienced man, he jumped too hard and couldn't control his strength. He staggered and was about to fall to the ground. Only a warrior with sharp eyes and quick hands next to him hurriedly supported him to avoid the fate of a dog eating shit.
This operation made Long Wenwen frown. How did such an egg-colored person get here?
"Thank you! Thank you!" The young man bowed down and thanked the soldier politely, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Long Wenwen, and stretched out his right hand excitedly: "You are their commander, right? You are really amazing. Sir, can you give me a gun? I can also fight with you!"
"Who are you? Are you 20? You are still fighting. I think you can't even stand!" Long Wenwen said disdainfully, without even moving his hands behind his back.
"Hahahaha..." The surrounding soldiers burst into laughter.
"Sir, I'm already 22. Many of my classmates have joined the army, and I can go to the battlefield like them!" the young man said unconvinced.
"Soviet, do you know the Soviet?"
The young man continued: "That is a great country. Their people have given up a lot, but they will never give up their enthusiasm again!"
"They let us know that the eaves are always low, but under the low eaves, there is a proud head!"
Several soldiers were a little confused. They couldn't understand what the young man said.
Long Wenwen's eyes narrowed. He was so alert that he could not figure out the identity of the student in front of him. Only people over there would say such things.
"Just open your mouth, do you know what war is? Get out of here and don't let me see you again!" Long Wenwen shouted angrily.
He had been lucky enough to read several books about that group of people before, and he knew what those people looked like. And where is this? Their leader is a student of the highest officer, can he tolerate such a person in his army?
Regardless of whether he is right or wrong in terms of ideology, the young boy in front of him is innocent, and he cannot be allowed to die here.
"Get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore here! Scholars should study hard in the school instead of talking here and ruining the country!" Long Wenwen said urgently.
"Don't talk in vain, but you must have ideals!" Long Wenwen's words seemed to poke the young man's weakness, and he blushed and shouted loudly:
"If there is no ideal, it is an empty shell. I have never fought, but I still have faith and yearning. These are the things that keep me going!"
Long Wenwen was going crazy. Why couldn't this bastard just listen? He twisted up the young man's collar and said through gritted teeth:
"This is not the place you should come. What I need here are soldiers who are dedicated to killing Japanese soldiers, not scholars who talk eloquently. Take your ideals and leave!"
The young man looked at him without fear: "You only talk about fighting, but you never find out the crux of the problem!"
"There is no such thing as being spotless. We are all breathing in dust, but that doesn't stop us from doing a good job."
"Fuck you!"
Long Wenwen pushed the young man away and kicked him to the ground. This incompetent guy was so damn infuriating.
You are saving his life and telling him to leave quickly, but he is still there nagging you like a Tang monk. It is really unbearable.
The young man climbed up from the ground holding his stomach. He still kept smiling, but that smile was a bit difficult.
What was unexpected was that he actually bowed to Long Wenwen: "Thank you, thank you. I walked all the way from the north to this place, and many times I thought of giving up, but that's why I persisted. "
"First, I still have so many books, and second... I am also a brick on the Great Wall of China!"
The soldiers around him looked like they were looking at a madman, but the young man didn't care. So what if he wasn't treated well or looked down upon? The key is to figure out which path you want to take.
If there is someone willing to walk with you all the way, that would be great. If not, then do your best to walk your own single-plank bridge!
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