In a lush grape field, Leo was running wildly toward the west along a ravine. As a Prussian with strict moral standards, failing to save someone is the biggest sin, and he will be judged after death.
"The selfish Chinese people, the rumors are indeed right about them. This group of inferior people who have abandoned their morality should go to the cemetery..."
Leo looked at the burning sky in the distance, thinking of the helpless orphans surrounded by the fire, and then thinking of the hesitant expressions of the Chinese people, he felt as if he had swallowed a pot of charcoal fire, and everything inside was burned.
We can understand the mood of this freelance writer. The woods where the New Army trains are the closest area to the fire scene. As long as these Chinese people are willing, they can rush to the fire scene as quickly as possible, even faster than the Hamburg fire brigade. .
But at the most critical moment, they backed down. For the sake of that bullshit prime minister, can one person's safety be superior to that of a group of people? The empire is really confused, actually getting entangled with these people.
Leo ran as hard as he could, draining almost all the strength from his body. After a while, he was out of breath.
After all, he is just a scholar who writes at his desk, and his physical fitness is very poor. For him, even if he can't finish the five-kilometer cross-country, he will die.
Sure enough, after running more than 2,000 meters, he tripped over something and fell onto the grape trellis. The hard vines tore through his clothes and skin, and blood flowed uncontrollably from his forehead. .
"Leo! How's it going? Are you injured?" Jonas rushed over and helped him up.
"I hate it so much, I hate myself for being so useless..." Leo covered the wound on his forehead, tears falling drop by drop.
Jonas was also infected by Leo's emotions, but there was no use in being anxious and angry. In the dark night and in a grape field overgrown with weeds, accidents were simply a common thing.
At this time, they suddenly heard a noise behind them, and chaotic footsteps rushed towards them on the ground. Before the two of them woke up, figures passed by them one by one.
"We are not as good as you when it comes to writing, but you want to compete with us in marching late at night? You should save your time..."
The new army was now in a state of excitement, and everyone was in a battle-ready state. Black shadows were like speeding cheetahs, and a crowd of three hundred people swept across the land and rushed towards the west.
"Leo, remember your duty... tell all Europe what kind of army we are, and what kind of nation we Chinese are..."
"I'm sorry, I wrongly blamed you..." Leo looked at the New Army soldiers passing by, tears streaming down his face.
At this time, Jonas took the camera equipment from his back and stuffed it into Leo's arms. "This is your weapon. What you can do is record the appearance of these warriors. Don't let them carry the shame anymore." It’s a shame… As for those apologies, just swallow them in your stomach…”
Leo and Jonas supported each other and ran toward the fire scene. At this time, the leading troops of the new army had already rushed out of the grape fields and set foot on the dirt road into the city. The fire scene was right in front of them.
The location of the fire was indeed the winery that Leo had guessed. In such a short time, the winery was covered in flames. All the doors and windows were completely burned by the fire. The raging fire kept spitting out. As you watched, The roof will be burned down.
Not only was the winery hopeless, but several surrounding houses and warehouses were also set on fire. It was unknown what was stored in those warehouses. The smoke in the air had an extremely pungent smell.
"Sir, look! Is that the orphanage that Mr. Leo said?" As the sentry shouted, everyone turned their attention to an alley on the north side of the street, where there were the most rescuers.
"You can't be wrong. There are so many burning places with no one to save them. Everyone has gathered there. It must be that orphanage..."
Just in the northwest corner of the fire scene, deep in an alley between two buildings, is the orphanage that was besieged by the fire. Now the fire scene has surrounded the orphanage. Let alone saving people, even this spitting There is no way to rush through the alley of flames.
Buckets of cold water were poured on it and turned into bursts of white smoke. All the surrounding residents gathered here. There was even a woman who fainted from fright on the street corner. The crackling flames were mixed with the cries of women and children, the voices of old people praying to God, and even more, the chaotic footsteps of fire fighters.
"No way, the flames are too big, we can't get close at all..."
"God has abandoned these children. By the time we put out the flames in the alley, the orphanage inside will have been burned down long ago..."
"Uuuuuuuuuah... No, absolutely not. God will never abandon these children. You are blasphemy!"
"Then what do you think we should do? With such a big fire, what do you want us to do..."
The crowd was in chaos, and almost everyone wanted to give up. Those elderly people thought of those innocent and lovely children, and burst into sad tears.
"Make way...Make way...Whoever has a blanket, please take it out...the more the better..." Just when people almost gave up hope, a strange accent suddenly came from the east of the street, and all the Hamburg people present I've never heard such a weird accent.
When they turned around to take a closer look, everyone's eyes were as wide as bells, and people even crossed themselves on their chests to vent their shock.
"Who are these people? Who are they?" No wonder these ordinary people were shocked. No matter what era, uniformly dressed soldiers can always bring strong visual conflict to people, not to mention that now they are all a group of Asian faces. .
"Are they the legendary Chinese mercenaries? Are they the mysterious armies from the east? Oh, God, those are all true, they are all true..."
Xiao Hexin and the others had no time to pay attention to their surprise. The fire scene was a battlefield, and their eyes were only focused on the end of the fire alley, the orphanage in danger.
"Blankets...where are the blankets...give us blankets..." The continuous repetition of German words finally calmed down these citizens. The crying women hurriedly ran home and took out the thickest blankets.
"Water...splash water quickly..." The first person to grab the blanket was the Japanese swordsman Noheita. Residential houses on the Japanese archipelago are basically all made of wood. They have more experience in dealing with fires than anyone else.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and splash water..." After yelling and gesticulating, the stupid Hamburg citizens finally understood what they meant. Three buckets of cold water were poured on them, and the heavy wool blanket suddenly became as heavy as an iron block.
Noheita huddled under the blanket, with his torn military uniform tied around his mouth and nose. Looking at the fire alley that looked like the throat of an evil dragon, he rushed in without hesitation.
"Ah!" The crowd went crazy. They never expected that this group of Oriental people would be so crazy. They really didn't want their lives!
At this time, Leo and Jonas also ran over. Seeing this scene, Leo picked up the camera without saying a word and began to take pictures nervously. While taking pictures, he cried bitterly. He was completely impressed by these Oriental people.
With Noheita taking the lead, Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Luo Huo and others followed. Even Xiao Letian's godson Xiao Bingtaro rushed in carrying a wet blanket.
Jonas was dumbfounded. He discovered that the first people to rush into the fire were all officers. Didn't Xiao Letian say before that these people are the seeds of his new army, they are the baby bumps, and the future army commander will come from them. Why did the soldiers rush in first without the officers?
How did he know that in the new army, it is an iron rule that officers should go first? This is an iron rule that Xiao Letian forged with practical actions during the bloody night of Naha. The scholar Xiao Letian can charge forward and lead the people to attack the enemy. Who are we?
This is the military soul. This cannot be created by literati using their pens, nor can it be formed by the corrupt scholars shouting a few words of righteousness. Without the comradeship that has shed blood together, there is no way to get this ray of military soul. It was bought with blood.
The company commander rushed forward, and so did the platoon leader, followed closely by the squad leader and then the leader... In the end, there were not even enough blankets.
There was no German present who did not cry. Amidst the flames soaring into the sky, these Chinese people really sacrificed their lives to save them! Jonas cried so hard that he finally kicked open the wooden door on the street, rushed into the room, grabbed a blanket, and rushed into the fire.
"Splash water, why are you just watching? The Chinese people are risking their lives, but they are saving our children..."
The words awakened the dreamer, the Prussian nation is also bloody, and it is impossible to be a coward at this time. Dozens of men wrapped in blankets also wanted to rush in.
"No, absolutely not. The space inside the fire scene is narrow. Too many people will cause bad things... You all stand and don't cause trouble..." The remaining New Army soldiers formed a human wall to stop the crazy Germans, regardless of whether they could Understand, anyway, Chinese and German words keep popping out.
"Let us go, that's our child. We can't watch our guests take risks and remain indifferent, otherwise I will never escape the condemnation of my conscience for the rest of my life..."
"Get out of the way, you've done enough, it's time for us to come next..."
"No, absolutely not. There are rules for putting out fires... Mr. Jonas, please advise them not to squeeze in, or there will be danger..."
Just when the two groups were locked in a stalemate, they heard a sudden roar in Huo Hutong, and when they looked up, they saw countless sparks flying out of the air.
"Oh God! The orphanage has been burned down. The orphanage must have been burned down..." The women and children hugged each other and cried.
"That's enough, that's enough for you. Don't crowd any more. There's no room in the fire place... Wuwuwu, I'm begging you, you're in trouble. We all rushed in. There are almost a hundred people, orphans. There are only over a hundred children in the hospital, which is enough, really enough..."
The young soldiers were already crying anxiously, and at this moment, an old man on the street suddenly knelt on the ground, holding a silver cross with his hands clasped, and began to sing church prayer songs. He was praying for those brave Chinese.
One, two, three or four... In the end, all the old, weak, women and children on the whole street knelt down and sang prayer songs together. They prayed to the merciful God to save their children and save these young men from the East.
At this time, Leo was crying so much that snot bubbles were popping out of his nose. He kept operating the camera. He wanted to freeze these touching scenes in the photos forever. He wanted the whole of Europe to understand what is real. of Chinese.
"God, please, I am willing to work voluntarily for these soldiers for the rest of my life. They are the real heroes!"
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