Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Reunited with old friends, full of emotions. Xian and Huang smiled at each other, then held each other's palms tightly, their faces showing nostalgia for their school days.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two moved to the desk.

Facing the inquiring eyes of his friends, Director Xian smiled and began to talk about the ups and downs of the past year.

"The post-editing and soundtrack work of the documentary will probably take another month to be officially completed. Then remember to take the time to watch it. There are shots of Director Zeng and your old unit in the film."

"By the way, I was able to return home smoothly this time because of your help. I must choose a time another day and treat you to a meal."

"If you hadn't been generous enough, comrades, I would have had to drink the northwest wind in the northern country for a while. My lungs, which have just improved, may relapse."

In Director Xian's original plan, he and several teachers from Lu Yi would enter Central Asia and eventually return to the border area by land via Xingxing Gorge.

However, the plan failed to keep up with the change. When the group was about to arrive at the border, Sheng SC suddenly publicly rebelled, completely disrupting their return arrangements.

Fortunately, Huanghe's face is strong enough.

After learning that Director Xian was a close friend of Mr. Huang, the second-in-command of the local left-behind troops decisively stepped forward and personally sent the comrades onto the train to the Kulun area.

Although my friend's tone sounded very calm, how could the Yellow River, who had walked this road, not know the danger and sadness involved.

"Hey, it's good to get home safely, but let's forget about the treat."

"I have very tight schedules recently. I have to leave after the opening ceremony of the second branch. Besides, with our relationship, there is no need to deal with all those vain things."

Just as the two were reminiscing about old times, a young man dressed as a student ran into the backstage and brought the news that the ceremony was about to begin.

Upon hearing this, Lao Xian immediately stood up and straightened his appearance in the mirror. When everything was ready, he looked at Huang He with a slightly apologetic look, indicating that he had to take the first step.

Looking at Lao Xian's leaving figure, the Fifth Division, which had been listening until now, became interested. He elbowed his senior and asked curiously:

"Hey, who was that person just now? Your classmate in France? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Unlike most of the early-generation Liuzi who worked hard and studied in the Republic of China, Huang He has never been an honest person who keeps to himself.

Adhering to the principle that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish, he made full use of the foresight of time-travelers while studying abroad and made a fortune in the early days of the global economic depression.

Everyone understands Laval's economic policies.

With this huge sum of money, Huang He not only lived a relatively prosperous life in France, but also had enough time to help his fellow overseas students.

There is no other way. After the army reorganization expert returned to China, the position of the European region's talker has been vacant. Those who can do more work, so Mr. Huang can only be forced to take up his post.

In his list of sponsors, Director Xian was prominently listed.

The last tuition fee for the other party's advanced composition class, as well as the cruise ticket for returning to China in 1935, were all exclusively sponsored by the "Yellow River Foundation".

It was during those days when the two made progress together that they forged a deep friendship.

Huang He rolled his eyes helplessly when he heard the fifth division disciple's inquiry.

"Didn't you love to hang out before? Why are you so homely after returning to China? You don't even know the head of the music department at Lu Yi, but you still sing songs written by others every day."

As soon as these words came out, the fifth division disciple immediately showed an expression of sudden realization. His eyes were intriguing, as if he had encountered something interesting.

"Oh~ It turns out to be him."

"It seems that my guess is correct. You really know the author of the Yellow River Cantata."

"Senior, do you think that when Director Xian wrote "Defending the Yellow River," he laughed out loud while singing. According to you, is this the number one 'anti-fan'?"

"Stop making trouble! The ceremony is about to begin, watch carefully!"

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The auditorium of the second branch is very high-standard and can accommodate more than 2,000 people at the same time. However, not only students came to watch the ceremony today, but also some representatives from various industries in Henan Province.

After the seats were allocated to students first, those who did not have seats simply sat on the floor.

Looking at the black mass of human heads, the infantry expert couldn't help but feel worried, so he turned to the guard on the side and ordered:

"With so many people gathering today, everyone must keep in mind the various steps in the security plan. Send me an order to have the military district headquarters deploy another security company to be responsible for maintaining order at the scene."

"Inform Brigadier Chen and ask him and his comrades to keep their eyes open. Once a suspicious person is found, capture him immediately!"

"The opening ceremony of the second branch must be held smoothly."

After explaining the precautions, the infantry expert slowly stepped onto the podium.

Although there were many people at the scene, it was only one main group in terms of troops. Mr. Xu can naturally handle a small scene of this level easily.

Facing the expectant eyes of the students, he first adjusted the height of the microphone, and then spoke confidently:

"Comrades are welcome to attend the opening ceremony of the Heshan University Yu Branch. In my mind, an ideal university should be one with a strong academic atmosphere, positive thinking, a simple and pragmatic style, and full of hard work and progress."

"Liberal arts and science educate the ignorant, politics and law promote loyalty and bravery. Teachers cultivate good character, and industry saves the poor. Strengthening the body and treating the weak is a hero, and promotes the glory of our four-thousand-year-old nation!" "I hope that every student can study hard and become a An aspiring young man who respects morality, strives to be good, has his family and country in mind, and lives up to the times.”

As a soldier, the infantry expert's opening statement was concise and concise, without any sloppiness.

After he finished speaking, the students in the audience stood up one after another. The deafening applause lasted for a long time, and the whole place was filled with a youthful atmosphere.

When the time was right, Mr. Xu looked at Director Xian and the chorus who were waiting backstage. Then he changed the topic and announced to the students and representatives from all walks of life:

"Next, let us invite the Kangda Choir, Luyi Choir, and Heshan University Chorus to perform the chorus for us, Yellow River!"

"Lyricist: Guang Weiran, composer: Xian Xinghai. Conductor: Xian Xinghai!"

Upon hearing the call from the infantry expert, Director Xian immediately walked out from the backstage. Accompanying him on stage is a choir consisting of an accompaniment band and multiple voices.

Unlike the 7th Division Military Band, which is a two-sword-level performance unit, the comrades are all artists who have experienced hundreds of battles.

After taking the stage, they all took their places, waiting only for the conductor's recitation to begin the performance.

Although the second branch has not officially opened yet, the students in the audience all have a certain understanding of the music department. Now that they see the ace team, everyone is holding their breath and looking forward to the performance of the chorus.

"Comrades, music is our gun! When the country is suffering, we need to fight. Our gun can also protect our country!"

"Every note, every character, can be turned into a sharp sword that pierces the enemy's heart."

"Please listen! Yellow River Cantata!"

As the performance progressed, everyone present seemed to be pulled by a powerful force. They saw with their own eyes the majestic appearance of the water of the Yellow River rising from the sky, and the battlefield filled with artillery fire.

Soon, the music came to Chapter 7, Defending the Yellow River.

"But, sons and daughters of the Chinese nation, who wants to be slaughtered like pigs and sheep? We are determined to win and defend the Yellow River! Defend North China! Defend the whole of China!"

Meanwhile, backstage.

Unknowingly, Huang He and his junior had stood up. The two of them watched the choir's performance up close through a gap in the curtain.

It’s also the seventh chapter, but today the fifth master has a different perception.

After listening to the whole scene, he reflected with a serious face: "Senior, it was my problem before. I shouldn't joke with you about this song."

Seeing this, Huang waved his hand casually.

"It's okay, don't take it too seriously, just pay attention in the future."

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In times of war, keep everything simple.

The opening ceremony of the second branch was successfully concluded in only seventy-five minutes.

After all the students and guests had left, Huang He drove the original team straight to the outskirts of Xinxiang, where they were rushing to see off the Vietnam Aid Advisory Group.

Entering the airport, the first thing that catches the eye is the C-54 Air Dominator transport aircraft. Diagonally behind each transport plane, there is a company of soldiers on standby.

In order not to delay the departure time of the troops, the two deputy division commanders and brigade commander went directly to the command tower.

"Comrades, I am xxx, everyone must know me."

"Today is a special day. I am honored to be able to practice this for everyone on behalf of the border region and the headquarters."

"Although the Japs suffered repeated defeats in the Republic of China, their ambitions are still alive. They have recently conspired to expand the war of aggression in an attempt to enslave the people of Asia and save their dying fate!"

"In order to oppose the enemy's brutal aggression, to assist the liberation struggles of friendly countries, and to defend the interests of the Chinese people, the Vietnamese people, and the Asian people! We will go to Vietnam and fight side by side with the Viet Minh to eliminate the common enemy and strive for a common victory."

The voice of the infantry expert had its own inspiring power. Those few words just now were like beating war drums, instantly making the blood of all the officers and soldiers present boil.

He looked around for a week, then took a deep breath and loudly ordered: "Everyone is here! Board the plane! Let's go!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the airport reached its peak in an instant, and the soldiers roared in response:

"Behead the general! Capture the flag! Climb first! Get trapped! Kill!"

Fifteen minutes later, Captain Wang Hai took the lead in flying a Mosquito fighter into the sky.

The extraordinary driving skills, combined with the world's most powerful twin-engine heavy fighter, made the Mosquito fly vaguely like plucking onions on dry land.

Looking at the escort formation that continued to climb, Huang He touched his chin and said with regret:

"Hey, it's a pity that it's not Wusu Airport. Forget it, the fighter jets of World War II can't fly away anyway." (End of Chapter)