Chapter 55: The Crutch of Life (Part 1)

At this time, Malan was like a helpless little girl. She hugged Lei Zhen tightly and refused to let go.

She kept talking and crying. Lei Zhen had no idea how he should comfort this woman. He could only stand there silently and listen quietly to her crying.

Suddenly, in Lei Zhen's heart, he had an enlightenment... Malan seemed to be so strong that she could not defeat, but she had almost never suffered any setbacks in her life. To a certain extent, there was no big difference between her and the little flowers she cultivated in the greenhouse!

I don’t know where I stood quietly like this, hugging Malan and listening to her crying for a long time. Until Malan was tired of crying and said she was tired, she finally fell into a deep sleep. Lei Zhen let out a long breath.

At this moment, a gentle knock suddenly came from outside the door of the ward. When Lei Zhen turned his head subconsciously, the door that was hidden there was just a false door was pushed open.

"Lei Zhen, Commander Xie wants me..."

It was Yang Huimin who pushed open the door. When she finally saw everything in the ward, her scream stopped abruptly.

Yang Huimin looked at Lei Zhen blankly, looking at Malan, who was hiding in Lei Zhen's arms and falling asleep, looking at Lei Zhen's hands that were still on Malan's shoulders, and looking at the sympathy and even tenderness that had not disappeared in Lei Zhen's eyes. As long as he was a normal person, he would have appropriate associations with the two of them.

At this time, Yang Huimin's lips trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt a numb feeling. She suddenly felt an indescribable sourness and hit her heart hard, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"You... are very good! Captain Xie... I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that there were some things I had to do, so I won't bother you anymore!"

Speaking of this, looking at Lei Zhen and Malan who were still in a very intimate position, Yang Huimin could no longer say anything, and suddenly she ran away without looking back.

Looking at the door of the ward that was thrown by Yang Huimin hard, listening to the rapid footsteps that were quickly gone outside the long corridor, for some reason, a sourness suddenly rose in Lei Zhen's heart that even he could not explain clearly.

But Lei Zhen knew clearly. If he could not chase him out immediately at this time, everything that happened between him and Yang Huimin, and the possible future between them, would be severely cut off with this closed door.

But Lei Zhen did nothing, like a bird that was overly frightened.

Curled tightly in his arms was a strong and dangerous woman who made his heart tremble. She was a female soldier who jumped into the Suzhou River to cover him and Xie Jinyuan and used grenades to sank two Japanese patrol boats!

Lei Zhen respects the warrior who has such a powerful destructive power, but at this time, he held this whole body and exuded a strong smell of medicine, and the faint fragrance of the girl.

The body with amazing explosive power is even more... If you were Lei Zhen, what should you do?

Lei Zhen just stood there quietly, looking quietly at the woman who was slightly clamored because the door was closed with force and frowned. Until she hid in her warm arms and fell into a calm sleep again, Lei Zhen used the gentlest movement.

He put Malan on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Turning off the fan door that was blowing cold wind, Lei Zhen picked up the radio that was repeatedly baptized by tears and quietly exited Malan's room.

Malan became like this, so what about Xie Jinyuan? What would he say after hearing such bad news? What would he think?

It was on this day that there was no more Maranti in this ward. There was no more voice from her. There was only news that the Nanjing Defense War failed. A group of Shanghai citizens who spontaneously came to the hospital to visit Xie Jinyuan.

Facing these faces, he was sad and sad.

With a hint of panic and confusion in his eyes, Xie Jinyuan stood up and hugged his compatriots who came to visit him one by one. He seemed to be trying to embrace his strength, his pride, and his confidence to everyone with his strong arms.

"As long as we still have pride, we can insist on not surrendering to the invaders. As long as we firmly remember that we are the descendants of dragons and the descendants of Yanhuang, our China will not perish!"

Xie Jinyuan raised his head. At this time, his eyes seemed to have seen the light and soaring of the Chinese nation in the future through layers of historical fog. He said loudly: "Maybe my words are singing high-profile, maybe I am speaking now, blindly confident.

But looking at the five thousand years of civilization, I don’t know how many nations and races have disappeared in this long river of history. In these five thousand years, our nation has been invaded by powerful enemies more than once, but our Chinese nation still exists and is even known as the four ancient civilizations in the world. It is because our nation has the strongest and can withstand all external forces!”

Speaking of this, Xie Jinyuan suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Our ancestors used a world-renowned Great Wall to withstand the attack of powerful enemies for thousands of years. Today, with tanks and bombers, the Great Wall has lost its strategic significance.

But as long as we hold hands and unite, we can create a flesh-and-blood Great Wall in front of our country again! What we need to do now is to stand up straight and don’t lie down!”

There was no applause or cheer, but I don’t know how many listeners bent down his waist silently at Xie Jinyuan.

Xie Jinyuan spent this day with visitors in this way. He was like a small lighthouse. Although it was not high and the light emitted was not fierce, he was trying to tear through the darkness around him and pour out the light and warmth without reservation.

It was not until the hospital's meeting time passed and the last group of visitors disappeared in front of Xie Jinyuan that Xie Jinyuan's face showed a tired look.

He sat on the bed and was silent for a long time before suddenly sighing: "Before the war, I did not prepare for it. Since I had planned to defend Nanjing to the death, I did not evacuate the people; after the war began, the highest command was still swaying.

Put all hope on the Western powers and the Soviet Union's dispatch of troops to interfere. If they suffer a little setback in the diplomatic field, they will withdraw all their troops in a hurry.

Many passionate men who are not afraid of death but are worthless and meaningless will die in that battlefield without any eyes. They are really incompetent and exhausted from the three armies!"

Lei Zhen looked at Xie Jinyuan deeply.

When there was no one, Xie Jinyuan removed his disguise. It was not until this time that Lei Zhen realized that Xie Jinyuan was not that strong. He also had weak times and hesitated. In the face of an absolutely unexpected big defeat and a crushing defeat, he would be sad.

But he was able to collect his weaknesses carefully. He squeezed out the strongest face to comfort everyone.

This...is probably the pressure and pain that must be endured to become a spiritual leader?!

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Ling Weicheng walked back with a bowl of cold egg noodles.

"The child hasn't eaten for the whole day." Ling Weicheng sighed, "She just curled up on the bed. No matter how I persuaded her, she said that she had no appetite. As the saying goes, people are iron and rice.

How could her body withstand such troubles now?"

“She is different from us.

"Xie Jinyuan whispered: "Weicheng, haven't you noticed? Although she has received strict training in the military camp and has given her the quality of an excellent soldier, she still has the arrogant or arrogant marks of children from wealthy families.

A girl like her who has a good family environment and joins the best army can be called the pride of heaven.

Although she looks so strong that she is impeccable, it is precisely because she has never suffered a real blow in her life that after being knocked down by an absolutely unexpected heavy blow, it will be more difficult for her to get up again than normal people.

Xie Jinyuan sighed lightly: "For us soldiers, our troops are the second home.

Although soldiers must learn to look at the separation of life and death on the battlefield with a plain eye, soldiers are still humans, not machines, and our blood is as hot as we are! As long as we really throw our feelings into the military camp, who can hear such bad news?

After knowing that all the brothers and sisters in my family were killed in battle, they could still remain indifferent? In that small place in Xiaguan.

We fell down tens of thousands of brothers and tens of thousands of civilians. I dare not like the scene that would be. Even the corpses would be stacked several layers..."

Xie Jinyuan could no longer say anything. At this moment, he suddenly felt cold all over his body. Because he thought of a more serious problem!

The main force of attacking Nanjing was three divisions that had just recovered their vitality through the Battle of Songhu.

The soldiers of these troops fought bloody battles for a whole three months, and every day they spent their days on the battlefield of blood and fire. Their nerves had collapsed to the limit. Whether it was soldiers or officers, they needed to vent their vent and what they needed to relax.

However, in a concession like Shanghai with many countries, with too many miscellaneous forces, they have become a world-renowned metropolis that has become a world-renowned stage. They can only be careful and can only barely suppress a normal human being. After three months of war baptism, they will also destroy their desires abnormally.

But it is different in Nanjing. It is the capital of the National Government, there is no concession, no labor department, and there are not so many Chinese and foreign journalists who want to report on the war every day.

When Nanjing, a beautiful city, was destroyed without conquering itself, finally fell into the hands of a group of soldiers with extremely psychological depression and desire to destroy had accumulated to the limit, according to the records left by large-scale wars in human history, in order to alleviate the pressure of soldiers, the Japanese military may issue the most barbaric and effective orders... Allow the soldiers to act freely!

If you want to have a crazy unit that can erupt the strongest fighting will when facing any crisis on the battlefield, the price you pay is definitely not just as simple as strict training and the spirit of Bushido! Behind the madness, what is often hidden is the animal nature that humans still cannot cleanse and evolve after five thousand years of civilization! Only by constantly strengthening this animal nature or even deliberately indulging can you cultivate a truly crazy war machine!

Xie Jinyuan let out a long breath, and turned his head to look at Lei Zhen and said, "Lei Zhen, wait until your injuries are healed, let's go."

"Our Nanjing defense battle lasted only twelve days and failed. Sorry, what I said to you before seems to have to be taken back. Now I thank Jinyuan for my life, it is no longer my turn to make the decision."

Speaking of this, Xie Jinyuan suddenly raised his voice: "But one day.

There was hope again in the War of Resistance. When I could bring my subordinates back to the battlefield, I hope that even if you were thousands of miles away, you could still come over day and night and find me!"

Trying to get out of bed, Xie Jinyuan found several books and a dictionary in his bedside table. He sent these things carefully to Lei Zhen's ground.

Xie Jinyuan gently stroked the book, looking brand new. He should have asked his wife Ling Weicheng to use the increasingly tight money in their hands. The dictionary he just bought was softly: "You have probably learned to use dictionaries to interpret words you don't know these days, right? Lei Zhen, you are indeed a very talented child. The absolute concentration of your learning has given you absolute pride and progress and grades.

I think even if no one teaches you, you can move this dictionary and read the contents of these books, right?"

"These books, one is my favorite book of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and the other is notes that I have been keeping in recording when I was at the Whampoa Military Academy, although there is nothing to boast about.

However, it records my experiences and opinions about some major domestic battles over the years, and my personal opinions and opinions on some major domestic battles. There is also the thickest one, which seems to have nothing to do with war and military, but is just a book about Confucianism.

To be honest, it is indeed very profound. Even I felt it was very difficult to read at that time. It took a lot of time and perseverance to make you understand it.

But you have to know that China is a country that has been influenced by Confucianism for thousands of years. To some extent, this kind of thinking has become the moral standard that influences our daily behavior norms. On the battlefield, you must start from scratch.

First, let’s know the meaning of the word “Ji”!”

Lei Zhen nodded hesitantly. He really had no confidence at all. It would be a little more difficult for him to read a dictionary and read a book about Chinese philosophical thoughts, right?

Xie Jinyuan picked out another book from it and said in a deep voice: "There is another book at the end. I know you may not want to read it, or even be disgusted. But you must understand it!"

Lei Zhen looked at the book that Xie Jinyuan specially picked out. He and Xie Jinyuan have been together for so long, and he can learn a few new words every day with Xie Jinyuan.

But now there are still very few words that he can write by himself. The name of the book is three words, and he can only recognize the word "five" in the front.

But on the cover of this book, the dazzling red and bright sun flag, and the Japanese samurai who stood under the sun flag and carried a samurai sword, instantly stinged the eyes of the thunder.

"The name of this book is "The Legend of Five Rings", which tells the biography of the legend of Miyamoto Musashi, a famous Japanese swordsman.

In Japan, Miyamoto Musashi is the most respected hero. His popularity is no less than that of the martial saint Guan Gong of our Three Kingdoms era. It can be said that every samurai in Japan has been imitating Miyamoto Musashi throughout his life. He is the god of war in the minds of all Japanese samurai!"

Xie Jinyuan said in a deep voice: "If you want to defeat your enemies, you should understand them, their hopes, their pursuits, their spiritual beliefs, and the source of their motivation and dignity! Therefore, you must read this Five-Round Legend, you must understand it, and read it thoroughly. You must understand its essence better than those Japanese samurai and soldiers who believe in the spirit of Bushido! If you cannot do this, as a common man, you will not be qualified to avenge them at all!"

Facing Xie Jinyuan's encouraging and stern eyes, looking at Xie Jinyuan holding the thick stack of books in his hand, recalling the words Xie Jinyuan said just now, "It's not my turn to make the decision." Lei Zhen suddenly became stunned.

Xie Jinyuan and Malan both said that when China gained the upper hand in this war, Xie Jinyuan and more than 300 subordinates would be released soon, and they would bring back their weapons and return to the large army smoothly.

But now China has tasted unprecedented defeat in Nanjing. Their capital was captured and their troops were dead on the edge of the Yangtze River. So how will the Ministry of Industry and Western powers, which can only be described as fences, treat Xie Jinyuan and these more than 300 Chinese soldiers, and how will the Japanese military's "extradition" demands be faced with the Japanese military?!

Looking at the sadness and anxiety that could not be concealed in Xie Jinyuan's eyes, Lei Zhen's whole body began to tremble gently.

What Xie Jinyuan gave him personally was not a few books. This is what Xie Jinyuan could have foreseeed the future of himself and more than 300 subordinates, and delivered all his hopes and missions that he had not yet completed to Lei Zhen!

"Your injuries will probably be about one month before you can heal. Although the time is a little hasty, during this period, Weicheng will teach you how to read every day. I will teach you various command tactics and techniques myself. If Malan can recover, I hope you can also ask a special operations expert like her for the essence of small-scale operations.

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"Remember, if you want to take revenge, you are not enough, you must have like-minded partners! And having only developed limbs and good marksmanship is not enough.

"Xie Jinyuan pointed at his head and said in a deep voice: "You must arm this place too!"
Chapter completed!