Age of Conquest Reborn

Chang Feng stopped, stood at attention and saluted, "Reporting to the division commander, Chang Feng, chief of staff of the ** Division and commander of the directly affiliated corps, has been ordered to report back to the headquarters and ask for instructions from the division commander!" The tone was gentle, but Tang Qiuli could hear a hint of loneliness in it.

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Tang Qiuli smiled bitterly and said: "Chang Feng, I'm back. Don't mention the headquarters. I can't even enter Yangon City now. I just borrowed a treasure trove of land at the airport to settle down."

Tang Qiuli wanted to use a joke to dilute the invisible but hidden embarrassment deep in the hearts of the two of them. Chang Feng's expression darkened and he continued: "Commander, according to the responsibilities of the ** division commander, where is the division commander?"

, that place will naturally become the ** Division Headquarters, the highest command organ of the entire army, Chang Feng was right."

Tang Qiuli changed the subject and said hello: "Sit down," Chang Feng stood opposite Tang Qiuli. Their eyes met again, and they could see the complicated emotions in each other's hearts.

"You've been running around all night, haven't you eaten yet? I'll ask the cooking class to prepare meals for you to fill your stomach first," Tang Qiuli said. Chang Feng shook his head and replied: "Sir, I ate on the way.

Our army's field rations are famous for that."

Tang Qiuli said nothing more and looked at Chang Feng with complicated eyes. Chang Feng looked at him calmly. Neither of them spoke. There was a depressing atmosphere in the room.

Chang Feng knew very well that the division commander's urgent recruitment from Mandalay this time may mean that he would not be far away from the ** Division. In the history of the ** Division's formation, there has never been a corps commander.

Chang Feng was the first officer who was transferred back from the front line. However, he believed that Mandalay was not a front line at all. He was facing unarmed civilians who had just lost their minds.

Tang Qiuli lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The light blue smoke shrouded his face a little hazy. Only the scar on his face glowed with dark red, and his eyes shot out with nostalgia.

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He opened his mouth and said: "Chang Feng, we have worked together for more than six years. I remember that was when we were in the Northeast. Our ** division was still called the Blood Hand Regiment and we fought in the Mudanjiang Campaign. At that time, you were just an ordinary soldier.

I discovered what makes you unique and transferred you to the division staff office. Along the way, you have become a very important general within the command system of the ** division. I, Tang Qiuli, don’t think I have seen it.

It’s your fault, but you didn’t disappoint me!”

"Assisting Deputy Commander Tang in the Songhu Campaign, the Japanese dispatched troops in Shanghai were frightened by the news. The enemy chief Matsui Iwane fell ill and died due to hatred, which made the Sulu Mobile Corps famous in the first battle. Your rank of major general was specially approved by Chairman Chiang Kai-shek for promotion. Since then, you have

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Mongolia and the famous Soviet general Zhukov fought. Hundreds of thousands of troops of the Soviet Far East First Army were beaten and surrendered. They moved to southern China and marched into Myanmar. Sweeping across the Indo-China Peninsula, Chang Feng, no one doubts your ability. You are an outstanding soldier.

Commander!"

Tang Qiuli recounted the past, and in just a few words, he told the entire story of the army's battle. In his tone, there was nostalgia, passion, melancholy, and loss. Chang Feng assisted him in countless battles.

While strategizing, the two of them had a deep relationship and spent much more time together than other generals in the army.

Chang Feng's calm eyes finally changed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Sir, since Chang Feng followed you to join the army, he has started another wonderful life. Without you, Chang Feng might just be an ordinary person in the Northeast.

Under the rule and oppression of the Japanese, as a slave of the subjugated country, trying to survive carefully, Chang Feng always believes that it is Chang Feng's lifelong honor to follow you to conquer the world!"

Having said this, Chang Feng was very excited, and his tone was a little trembling. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said: "Chang Feng cannot forget all this, but it does not mean that my order to you is unconditional.

Execution and blind obedience, such as this time, if it were to start all over again, Chang Feng would still insist on his own point of view and would issue the same order!"

"If it were a battlefield against the Japanese, British, and Americans, even if the division commander asked Chang Feng to charge into the battle, I would rush forward without hesitation. However, this time, I couldn't do it, and I couldn't convince myself

, to carry out your orders unconditionally!" After saying that, Chang Feng felt relieved and a little tired.

Tang Qiuli frowned quickly, his hands trembled, and the cigarette between his fingers almost fell to the ground. He asked in a low tone: "Can you give me a reasonable reason?"

Chang Feng suddenly stood up and said in an excited tone: "Commander, do you know who my troops are facing? They are unarmed civilians and the indigenous people of this land. I admit this incident.

There are people instigating behind the scenes, but after all, they are a very small minority, so how can I order my soldiers to shoot at them?"

"Commander, I, Chang Feng, am a highly educated soldier. I completely agree with punishing the ringleaders. However, I cannot shoot at some deceived ordinary citizens. If I give such an order, I will

What is the difference between an executioner and a Japanese invader?

Is this kind of force still the ** division known as the Division of Benevolence and Righteousness? Is it still the ** squadron that pursues peace in the Indochina Peninsula? I am afraid that when our hands are stained with the blood of ordinary civilians, our nature has changed.

!No different from the colonists of all generations!"

Chang Feng said so much in one breath, it seemed that all his energy was exhausted, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were a little sickly and blurred. These words had been pressed in his heart for too long. The ** division went abroad for the first battle.

When Myitkyina was captured, he had a strong dislike for the First Brigade's shelling of slums where Japanese soldiers were hidden.

It was from that time that he began to doubt whether the army he joined was an upright army of justice, or whether it was no different from the armed forces of warlords in previous dynasties. It was an army with a clear purpose and fought for its own goals.

The army is still a tool to grab territory for someone's personal gain.

Chang Feng did not want to doubt that the division commander Tang Qiuli, whom he had always respected and followed, fought against the Japanese invaders in his own land, defended the country, and expelled the invaders. Chang Feng did not have any ideological fluctuations, including the division commander's unreasonable statement.

Following the orders of the Japanese prisoners of war, Chang Feng fought bravely to kill the enemy. Passionate blood flowed in his veins. However, after sending troops to Burma, Chang Feng's inner passion gradually faded and he seemed to have lost the goal of his struggle.

Such a change in thought made Chang Feng very painful. He tried to convince himself, but he could not change his mind. When the goal he was striving for was meaningless, his heart was painful and depressed. Now,

Finally able to express his true inner thoughts, Chang Feng felt a sense of relief and emptiness after relief.

A cold light flashed in Tang Qiuli's eyes. He was really angry. The chief of staff who he had always placed high hopes on, a rising star within the Army Corps, had inner thoughts that were actually contrary to his own. Moreover,

He slipped further and deeper into the abyss of mistakes, especially his doubts about himself.

Questioning this army with a mission is not only hurtful to him and all the officers and soldiers of the ** Division, but also a kind of blasphemy. His view of the great riot is so superficial that he thinks that those thugs are just wishful thinking.

Tang Qiuli, a good citizen who was deceived, didn't know when Chang Feng's thoughts began to undergo such drastic changes.

He was very sad that an outstanding young general was incompatible with this army because of his wrong ideas. At the same time, he also deeply blamed himself. If after the battle of Myitkyina, Chang Feng's abnormality was discovered,

You should have a deep talk with him, maybe you can change his view and prevent him from slipping too far.

However, everything was too late. Chang Feng's fixed opinions and thoughts had been formed and could not be changed. Anger, heartbreak, regret, misunderstood anger, and Chang Feng's attitude were all intertwined, making Tang Qiuli feel uneasy.

Anger burst out uncontrollably.

He stood up suddenly, overturned the table, and shouted loudly: "Confused, woman's kindness! Wishful thinking, no matter what you think of me and this army, as far as this riot is concerned, Chang Feng, you know you

How wrong are they? Innocent civilians? How ridiculous. They are a group of beasts and thugs who are full of bestiality and lose their sense. Under the control of extreme revenge, they only know how to kill people, prevent fires, rape, and plunder property. They are specifically targeting us Chinese people.

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"You can't bear to shoot these thugs, so let me ask you Chang Feng, do you know how much damage this riot has caused to all Chinese and overseas Chinese in Indochina? It's horrific, shocking, and outrageous.

A crime that cannot be forgiven or covered up, Chang Feng, the facts will tell you how ridiculous and stupid your thoughts and actions are!"

"Blood debt must be repaid with blood. The thugs will pay several times the price for their crimes. I, Mr. Tang, don't mind being a executioner in your eyes, nor do I mind that history will write anything about me. For the sake of the Chinese people,

I will never suffer such harm and massacre again, even if I am targeted by thousands of people, even if my hands are stained with blood, I will never look back!"

"Use violence to fight violence, kill to stop killing. No one can change my approach. Even if everyone is betrayed and separated, I will not hesitate. Don't talk to me about magnanimity and forgetting the past. Don't talk to me about benevolence and forgiveness. That is self-deception."

Ridiculous idea, Chang Feng, I am very sad. When our compatriots are being wantonly massacred by thugs, you still have the kindness of a woman and a lot of intolerance. I am very disappointed!"

Chang Feng's body was shaken. He had followed the teacher for many years, and this was the first time he had seen him so angry and furious. Perhaps his words had deeply hurt his heart. Looking at the teacher with a flushed face, Chang Feng's eyes

, there is deep guilt, but more importantly, there is uncompromising stubbornness.

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