"Fu Shunzi!" Wang Laomao shouted, and when he shouted, the soldiers around him looked at him in surprise.
Wang Laomao was stunned for a moment, then his old face turned red, and then he became depressed.
Only then did he realize that Li Fushun was dead.
Although he did not see how Li Fushun died, Shang Zhen told him that his third brother Li Fushun was killed by Japanese bombs and was not even buried at the time.
When Wang Laomao listened to Shang Zhen talking about Li Fushun's death, he did not speak for a long time. Finally, he sighed and said, "It's better to die. It's all over. I don't have to worry about worldly affairs anymore."
He said so, but even Shang Zhen could feel the uncontrollable dejection that came from the bottom of Wang Laomao's heart.
The morning sun was warm and bright, shining through the gaps in the trees onto Wang Laomao's face, making his face clearer.
He already had forehead wrinkles, and the stubble on his chin was even heavier. If he wasn't wearing a military uniform, his old face would give people the impression of an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
Laomao Wang took out the pack of cigarettes that Hou Kanshan gave him yesterday from his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it.
He took a deep puff, and the spiciness of the tobacco made him feel like he could forget something.
But when he exhaled the smoke and it turned light blue under the sunlight, familiar faces seemed to appear in the smoke one after another, and the last one was Li Fushun.
"Forget it." Wang Laomao muttered to himself, then shouted, "Go! Call those students!"
The reason why Wang Laomao called Li Fushun was that when he had something unclear, he was used to calling Li Fushun to discuss it.
But when he realized that Li Fushun was no longer there, and he looked at the people around him, who would he discuss it with?
Hou Kanshan can only flatter, Chen Hanwen is pedantic, he is not familiar with Qian Chuan'er, Erhanzi is obviously a fool, and as for Li Fushun's cousin Ma Gan'er, forget it.
He now doesn't even have anyone to discuss things with, so he has to make all the decisions on his own.
Soon the seven students stood in front of Wang Laomao.
Wang Laomao's eyes swept across the faces of the seven students, seven young faces that looked a little embarrassed but still full of vitality.
Wang Laomao only knew that these students were from Northeastern University in Shenyang. After Shenyang was occupied by the Japanese army, these students were going to the interior.
Since Wang Laomao met these students yesterday, they have either been fighting the Japanese army or being hunted by the Japanese army.
When they were finally safe, it was already dusk and everyone was very tired and needed to drink water, eat, and sleep.
But now that all the problems have been solved, some things must be faced.
"Do you still want to go inside the Great Wall?" asked Wang Laomao.
The "Guan Nei" here of course refers to Shanhaiguan, and the so-called "Chuang Guandong" means leaving Shanhaiguan, and the Northeast is also the land outside the Guan, that is, Guandong.
"Of course we will go." replied the male student wearing glasses.
Wang Laomao frowned and asked, "Are you all going?"
"All of them go." This time Wang Laomao got a unified answer. Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, all seven students answered in unison.
Wang Laomao lowered his head and frowned, remaining silent.
"Commander, aren't you going? Or are you staying to continue fighting the Japanese invaders?" the male student asked carefully.
But he didn't get a reply from Wang Laomao, because Wang Laomao was lighting a second cigarette.
Now Wang Laomao was talking to these students, and the soldiers around him naturally noticed it. When they saw the student asking this question, they also surrounded him.
What the students asked was exactly what soldiers like Chen Han, Wen Hou and Kan Shan were concerned about.
Most people were looking at Wang Laomao, but Hou Kanshan was the only one looking at the three female students with twinkling eyes, especially the prettiest one.
The reason why Wang Laomao remained silent was because he couldn't make up his mind whether he and his men should stay in the three northeastern provinces or go into the interior with these students to find the main force.
If we stay, we will lose all the big cities and arsenals, and this war will be difficult to fight.
If they went to the interior to look for the main force, their battalion would be destroyed, and the battalion commander Zhang Lianjie would be nowhere to be found, probably killed in action.
If these few of us go to other teams, they will use us as cannon fodder!
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Laomao naturally threw the difficult question to the students opposite him.
The students looked at each other, and then the student with glasses finally asked in a low but firm voice, "Sir, I want to know why our army is withdrawing back to the interior of the country?"
"Hmm?" Wang Laomao looked up at the male student.
He saw the stubbornness in the student's eyes through the lenses of his glasses.
But would Wang Lao Mao answer their questions? Just like the discussion he had with his soldiers yesterday.
The answer is, that’s impossible!
Wang Laoba had no ill feelings towards these students, nor did he have any good feelings towards them.
He really couldn't understand why these students had to run all the way to the interior, but he didn't want to discuss it with them. In his mind, he was like, you little brat, what do I have to say to you?
Because of his disdain and contempt, he had given the male student with round glasses who was asking him questions a nickname - Glasses.
So Wang Laomao, with a look of disdain in his heart, ignored Yan Jing's question and instead asked, "If you still go to the interior, Jinzhou has been lost now, and there are no trains. You will have to walk there, and you may even run into Japanese on the way. Aren't you afraid?"
"We are not afraid!" replied Glasses.
Just these words about glasses immediately caused Wang Laomao to sneer in his heart.
Fuck, you're not afraid? If you're not afraid, why would you run away when you see the Japanese? And I'm bringing people to risk their lives to protect you? You're just playing dumb!
Although Wang Laomao did not express his opinion at this time, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.
From his expression, anyone who knew him would know that he was laughing at the student in his heart.
But before Wang Laomao finished mocking the man with glasses who had no idea how high the sky was or how thick the earth was, and whose hair on his mouth had not yet fully grown, another student took up the conversation.
"Old Qin, let's face the national crisis together. We will not stop fighting until our blood is dried and we die." The student shouted.
Huh? The student's words were quite powerful. Even though five and a half of the six soldiers didn't understand, everyone looked at him.
This student looks just ordinary, nothing special about him. He is wearing ordinary student clothes. The shoes on his feet are already "open", and the pleated skirt is also torn.
However, compared with the man with glasses just now, although his words were full of classical Chinese, they did not have the sour and pedantic air of the man with glasses. But the key point was that the momentum of his words still shocked Wang Laomao and the others.
"Say it again!" Wang Laomao couldn't help but emphasize his tone.
"Old Qin, let's face the national crisis together. We will not stop fighting until our blood is shed and we die!" The student answered loudly again.
This time the student spoke slowly and with a higher pitch.
This time, Wang Laomao and his friends understood the last three sentences except for the first one "Jiujiu Lao Qin".
For a moment, everyone, including Wang Laomao, felt a sudden warmth in their bodies, a feeling of blood pulsating.
But the problem is that after saying this, although Wang Laomao's face turned slightly red, he didn't say anything.
The student only relied on the passion of youth to muster up the courage to speak out. Seeing that the officer in front of him had become Xu Shu who entered Cao's camp, he didn't know what to do.
"Actually, we are afraid too." This was the third student who spoke.
The first person who spoke caught Wang Laomao and the others' attention, because the person who spoke was the most beautiful of the three female students.
"The Japanese invaders were like wolves and tigers, lacking in civility. How could we not be afraid?" the girl continued, "But we were even more afraid of staying."
"Why?" Before Wang Laomao could say anything, Hou Kanshan took over.
As for why Hou Kanshan interrupted, there was only one answer: Hey, man!
"Have you seen the Japanese invaders killing everyone in our village? We want to fight the invaders but we don't have the ability, and those who have the ability have left. So why should we stay?" asked the female student.
Just one sentence from this female student was like a large horseshoe needle used to sew grain bags, which was transformed by magic into six small sewing needles, and then stabbed the hearts of the six Northeast Army soldiers headed by Wang Laomao!
This sentence is even more pointed than the previous one, "The war will not end until the blood is shed and the people die!"
The warrior's mission is to not stop fighting until blood is shed and death occurs.
But to be honest, if a soldier's sense of honor is a little weaker, this sentence can make their blood boil, but it is not enough to make them drunk like drinking too much.
But what does this sentence "Those who are capable have left" mean?
This is absolutely heartbreaking!
I only realized after finishing writing that I had written the wrong time points, but there is so much information to research when writing a novel about the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression that mistakes are inevitable. So be it, you are reading a novel, not historical materials.
Lao Zhe saw that there was an investment profit sharing section under the title of the book on Qidian Reading APP, including signing a contract for the work, updating more than 3,000 words per day for 30 consecutive days, publishing the first VIP chapter of the work, etc., and finally there were Qidian point rewards.
There are now a total of 21 people involved in the investment.
Thank you all for your trust in Laozhe. Laozhe will never let you down, and the final completion is a must.
In fact, I really like to read realistic anti-Japanese literature like "Fenghuo Deserter". This time, Laozhe tried to write with such a feeling!
