The War of Resistance

"Rise up! People who don't want to be slaves!

Build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood!

The Chinese nation is at its most critical moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar.

stand up! stand up! stand up!

We are united as one, braving enemy fire and moving forward! go ahead! go ahead! Enter! "

When Gao Yuyan sang softly, Shang Zhen was attracted by the song.

He seemed to see countless Chinese soldiers charging at the Japanese army one after another under artillery fire.

In the battle with the Japanese army, Shang Zhen sacrificed many brothers, but he knew that there were so many soldiers in China, and everyone had their own brothers. So many brothers fell under the gunfire of the invaders, so . They still need to continue to charge against the Japanese invaders.

For a moment, Shang Zhen had forgotten what he was going to do and just stood there blankly.

"This poem is about our anti-Japanese volunteers in the Northeast." Gao Yuyan's words interrupted Shang Zhen's reverie.

"Huh?" Shang Zhen looked up and saw Gao Yuyan's shining eyes. He couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then felt a sense of pride.

It turned out that it was specifically about the Northeast Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army. Shang Zhen thought that after hearing the lyrics, he thought he thought it was about all Chinese armies, such as the Northeast Army, the Northwest Army, the Guangdong Army, the Central Army, and so on.

Of course Shang Zhen knows about the volunteer army, the Northeast Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army.

Although Shang Zhen and the others fought all the way to the pass after the September 18th Incident, he certainly knew that there were still people in the Northeast resisting Japan, and those anti-Japanese teams were called the Northeast Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army.

Before hearing the song "March of the Volunteers", Shang Zhen and others would also talk about their hometown in the Northeast. It was difficult for them to imagine how the anti-Japanese volunteers resisted Japan in the harsh cold of the Northeast.

Shang Zhen is from Liaoning. People in Guan Nei often use the word "cold" when talking about the Northeast. However, Shang Zhen knows that the cold in the three northeastern provinces is still different. In comparison, Shenyang is colder than Shenyang in the coldest winter. HLJ is quite warm compared to that.

After arriving in Guannai, Shang Zhen learned what degrees Celsius was, and the people in the Northeast naturally didn't understand what degrees Celsius was.

However, people in the Northeast naturally have words to express cold weather, although it cannot be quantified specifically, but it can also reflect different degrees of coldness.

For example, cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold.

The so-called coldness of ghosts is naturally the coldest. Shang Zhen himself has never experienced it, but it can freeze ghosts to the point of freezing their teeth. Now that Shang Zhen thinks about it, it must be more than minus 40 degrees Celsius. Let’s go!

Shang Zhen and the others fought all the way from outside the Pass to inside the Pass. In order to survive and win the war, people endured all kinds of hardships. The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and there was a lot of time to eat and sleep in the open.

They naturally understand that fighting can't be like living a normal life, having enough to eat and drink, wearing warm clothes, and then carrying a gun into battle.

Although Shang Zhen and the others are now sleeping in a graveyard in a temperature close to zero degrees, and may still have to fight with the Japanese army, but as a Northeasterner, Shang Zhen knows that that is definitely not the same as fighting the Japanese at 20 or 30 degrees below zero. !

"How about I teach you how to sing this song when you have time?" Gao Yuyan couldn't help but feel happy when she saw that Shang Zhen was attracted by what she sang and said.

"Okay." Shang Zhen agreed happily.

Shang Zhen himself is not a person who likes politics, and this song is just about fighting the Japanese devils, and it aroused emotional resonance in him, so he naturally agreed.

Because he liked it, Shang Zhen started talking to Gao Yuyan again.

Shang Zhen had never seen such an elegant and considerate woman as Gao Yuyan, not to mention that after he accidentally killed the woman who was sleeping with a Japanese, it was Gao Yuyan who helped him untie his knot.

Shang Zhen chose the grave circle as the ambush location because there were no good ambush locations nearby.

Naturally, people like Gao Yuyan and the female student could not participate in the war. Shang Zhen had already asked Xiao Dustpan to find those two women to keep Gao Yuyan company.

But those two people both had their own wives. As far as Shang Zhen knew, Wang Laomao and Chu Tian came over when it got dark. They were really looking for their own wives.

The current temperature doesn't mean that men and women can do anything busy. Who doesn't feel sorry for his wife when it's so cold? It's better to put his arms around his wife and give each other some warmth than two grown men leaning against each other.

Shang Zhen also knew that in this situation, Gao Yuyan would definitely be left alone, but what could be done?

Qin Chuan said that he could tell that something was wrong with the way Gao Yuyan looked at him, and Shang Zhen didn't want to cause any gossip.

Since women cannot be allowed to participate in the battle, their current location is a bit far from the ambush site.

Shang Zhen didn't notice the faint sound of crying coming from the other side of the village.

However, the ambush location they set was closer to the village, and the soldiers who were also in the grave circle could hear the crying more clearly.

"Alas, the old graves are filled with new soil, and the new graves are planted with white flags." Chu Tian, ​​a talented scholar, was struck by the scene and began to chant again.

"Are you considered a scholar?" Bai Zhan curled his lips.

At this time, Bai Zhan was holding a bayonet in his hand and was pulling a pile of bones stuck in the ground with his butt raised.

The grave in front of him was unknown for how many years. It had collapsed, and even the coffin had rotted, so the bones were exposed.

"What?" Chen Hanwen asked Bai Zhan.

"If we fill the old graves with new soil, then the new dead will be buried together with the old ones?" Bai Zhan was still picking at the bones and sticks with his bayonet. "That's called sad clouds hanging down, and new graves will be added next to the old graves."

"Ouch -" Ma Tianfang, who was leaning against a grave to clean his gun, said in surprise, "I have seen thieves before, but this is the first time I have seen such an educated thief."

"If you say I'm a thief, then let's admit it. This is what we do in the first place." Bai Zhan was still picking people's bones with his bayonet. He was very dissatisfied with Ma Tianfang's words, "But we are called elegant thieves. We don't know what elegant thieves are." Sorry, you Qiu Ba don't know what Ya Ze means. Do you know how to write Ya Ze? Do you know what Feng Ya Song is?"

"Pull it down!" How could Ma Tianfang be frightened by Bai Zhan.

In terms of cultural level, Ma Tianfang is naturally incomparable with educated people like Chen Hanwen and Bai Zhan, but you have Yangcun Baixue, and I have the Lower Liba people. The veterans like Ma Tianfang have long been competing with educated people like Chen Hanwen and Chutian. Steel is forged in people's "discussions".

So he went on to say, "No matter how educated a thief is, he is still a thief. There is no way he can get rid of the stench of thieves, just like we have such a stench after staying among the dead for a long time!"

Oh, by the way, what are you still doing outside? Someone gave him a kick in the back of his swollen butt to make him taste like a dead person. "

Ma Tianfang's words made the soldiers nearby who didn't want to participate in the quarrel laugh happily.

Ma Tianfang's words scared Bai Zhan and he quickly stood up.

Although he now has a horse box and has participated in the war, he knows that he cannot afford to offend these veterans. If someone, such as Hu Zhuzi, really kicks him in the back, he will really Just got into the coffin board!

And what Ma Tianfang said to him just now was so powerful that he had no words to refute, so he could only talk to him.

"He will be a poor man even after he dies. He searched for a long time and couldn't even find a single copper coin." Bai Zhan said mockingly to himself.

Just when Ma Tianfang was about to speak out and ridicule again, the crying from the other side of the village started to get louder.

The soldiers stopped talking and hid beside the grave, looking across the village.

Two horse-drawn carriages had stopped in the circle of graves, and the dark villagers were surrounding them. Someone was carrying dead people down from the horse-drawn carriages. Those people were naturally the people who were killed by the Japanese and puppet troops yesterday. There is a funeral in the village today.

"Alas." Several soldiers sighed at the same time.

Although they were very angry with the confused old man who couldn't speak yesterday, after this night, they felt quite pitiful when they thought about it.

They heard from people in the village that the old man had three sons and two daughters.

It is enough for the daughter to get married, but two of the three sons have already joined the national army.

Of course, the so-called joining the national army sounds nice, but in fact it means being captured as a young man.

Judging from the current brutality on the battlefield between China and Japan, the soldiers felt that the old man's two sons must be in danger.

The captured strong men are recruits, and the death rate of recruits on the battlefield is the highest. Many of the people who charge in the front are the recruits. What's more, the Chinese army often uses the kind of stupid people to pile up. style of play.

And now that the old man's old son is dead, then his family will probably be cut off.

"I wonder if that boy's father was okay yesterday?" Qin Chuan muttered in a low voice, and then he used the cover of the grave to touch forward.

The villagers didn't know that Shang Zhen and his team were still going to ambush the Japanese army here, and Shang Zhen and the others never wanted the villagers to see it.

And the boy Qin Chuan was talking about was the young boy who led them "through" the wall and "over" the house yesterday.