"Students, the Fengjun soldiers fought the Russian army in a bloody battle and regained the Middle East Road. It was an unprecedented feat. In order to save the people, many soldiers were injured or even died. This is the Yue Family Army in this world. Any passionate young man who is determined to serve the country should join Fengjun’s team, please tell me whether it’s right or not!”
"Yes, yes! We want to surrender to the army! Surrender to the army!"
The first student led these students to the recruiting station not far away. Fengjun suffered a lot of battle injuries, and the army was about to expand, so the recruitment of new recruits started early, but all of a sudden thirty or fifty students were They rushed over and immediately surrounded the recruitment point.
This is not an era when college students are everywhere in later generations. To put it bluntly, today’s primary and secondary school students are scarcer than college students in later generations. There are only a few hundred young people in Harbin who can afford to go to school. Now there are thirty or fifty people here. The veteran in charge of the site was also a little confused and at a loss.
Moreover, these students rushed over and attracted many spectators. There were only one or two hundred people at once. When Zhang Tinglan saw this situation, he hurriedly asked the guard chief Shen Hua to separate the crowd. He came to the middle, and the students present were all I don’t know Zhang Tinglan, but one look at his military uniform and his demeanor, and I know he is a responsible officer.
Therefore, several students took the initiative to beg Zhang Tinglan, "Sir, we all want to join the army and serve the country. Please accept us. We must perform well and never embarrass Fengjun."
With a smile on his face, Zhang Tinglan glanced at the students. Some were slightly older, but many were around fourteen or fifteen years old, or even younger. It was a good thing that they were willing to join the army. There was a lack of educated people in the army. Young people, but you can't ignore everything and accept everything.
So Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Students, can you tell me why you want to join the Fengjun Army?"
"Sir, we are students from Guangyi Middle School. When Fengjun was fighting with the Russian devils, a dozen of our classmates were trapped in the school. The fire spread and we saw that our classmates were about to die. It was Fengjun soldiers who saved us. We were saved. Just now, the classmates went to see our savior. He is still in a coma. His body was severely burned. The classmates were very moved. We also want to join the Fengjun and be a soldier for the country and the people. A true warrior, sir, you must promise us!"
Zhang Tinglan had heard Sun Anhu mention this matter a long time ago. He was also planning to report and publicize this matter as a typical example. Now some students have taken the initiative to join the army. It seems that the image of Fengjun has at least penetrated into the hearts of Harbin people. It is definitely A good start.
"Students, I fully understand your desire to join the army and serve the country. Moreover, our military camps also need young people with knowledge and culture. Your willingness to join the army shows that you are passionate young people with ideals, passion, and more Take responsibility. From you, I see the hope of our country. As long as young people continue to thrive, China will become stronger sooner or later!"
None of these young people had much experience in the world. When they heard Zhang Tinglan's praise, their faces flushed unconsciously and their eyes flashed with excitement.
"But the army also has military rules, and we also have standards for recruiting soldiers. The minimum age is sixteen years old, and they must be in good health and have no defects. I think there are probably some students here who have not reached this age. The army is not a place for children's play. I definitely can’t take you in. We can wait until we are old enough before joining the army.”
After Zhang Tinglan finished speaking, many of the younger students present had disappointed looks on their faces, while those who had reached the age limit were beaming with joy.
"Students, I also want to make it clear to you that if you want to serve the country, the military is a very good place to go, but it is not the only place. The prosperity of the country requires talents from all aspects, and everyone must be careful when making a choice.
Think clearly about your hobbies and strengths. Those who are good at science and engineering should work hard to become a technical talent, design better weapons, and manufacture more sophisticated machines. Every improvement in arms and weapons will reduce the number of thousands of soldiers.
Death and injury, the same is true for studying medicine. Of course, we can also learn to invest and do business, operate with integrity, pay taxes according to regulations, increase the government's revenue, and make our country more developed, don't you think it's right?"
Zhang Tinglan actually knew very well that most of these students were impulsive and had not made a final decision, so he asked everyone to think about it more, and some students also fell into deep thought.
At this time, suddenly a middle-aged man in a long gown stumbled in, walked up to the students in a few steps, pointed at the leading student, and said loudly: "Wang Yuezhong, do you know that you are no longer a student?"
What are you doing? You are leading your classmates to a path of no return and acting as cannon fodder. You usually have good grades and a bright future, so how could you go down a wrong path!"
As soon as this man spoke, not only the students and people present, but also Zhang Tinglan frowned and said in public that these students were going to be cannon fodder. Wasn't this the same as scolding the monk in front of a bald man? It was simply too much.
"Teacher Zhu, we are joining the army to serve the country, not serving as cannon fodder. Moreover, if we don't know how to defend our country, this country will be finished. By then, what future will we have?"
"Ignorant and confused, you should know that it is not so easy to save this country when you are in school, and you should know that it is not so easy to save this country, and you cannot be used by others. Take the Eastern Railway as an example. This is a railway built by the Russians.
They have invested capital, but the Chinese people have not paid anything, and now they want to take it for themselves. This is such a shameful thing. It does not make sense at all. Those high-ranking officials in the government only want to take advantage of the people, and now they are unconscious.
If you want to seize what is in the hands of the great powers, you are killing an egg with a stone, and you will be doomed sooner or later!"
Teacher Zhu looked distressed and wanted to continue talking. At this time, someone in the crowd stood up and said sternly: "You are still not Chinese when you say this, do you have a conscience, and do you know how to be a human being?"
The bottom line is that students want to kill the enemy and serve the country. If you say they are stupid, do they still have to surrender to the enemy and become a Qin Hui?"
The man who stood up to speak was in his thirties, with a scholarly air and gold-rimmed glasses. However, when he opened his mouth, he was not polite at all. Instead, he spoke harshly and directly accused Teacher Zhu of being a traitor.
When Teacher Zhu heard what he said, his eyes widened: "My friend, I see that you are also a scholar. The word rationality is the most important thing nowadays. Patriotism must also be rational. Traitors may not harm the country. Those so-called heroes
It may not harm the common people. If the army seizes the Middle East Road for no reason, it will only lay the seeds of disaster. In the future, the Russian army will come to kill and the three eastern provinces will be in trouble. By then it will be too late for us to regret!"
"What does innocent robbery of the Middle East Railway mean? This is simply unreasonable. Although the Middle East Road was well invested and built by Russia, how many corpses of Chinese workers were buried under this railway and how much Chinese wealth was robbed. The Russians rely on
The resources plundered on the Middle East Road are enough to build ten such railways, and so many innocent people have been persecuted by the Russians over the years. It is justifiable to take back the railways now. Why are you so anxious to speak to the Russians now?
I wonder what An De is thinking?"
"What else can you think about? The man named Zhu has been studying in a Russian missionary school since he was a child. The Russians are his biological fathers. Now that so many fathers have died, can he not mourn in a hurry? Otherwise, I will feel sorry for him.
His identity!" At this time, the people on the sidelines who knew the details of Teacher Zhu had already begun to expose his bad background!
"Hmph, my study and pursuit of knowledge is an honorable thing, but you people are the ones who have been bribed by those warlord governments and are willing to act like hawks and lackeys, showing off your teeth and claws. Sooner or later, you will regret it."
"Eagle dog lackey? This is the first time someone has accused me of this crime!" The middle-aged man said with a sneer: "My name is Shao Piaoping. I have piled up articles criticizing Yuan Shikai. I'm afraid no one can bribe me.
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Zhang Tinglan had been watching from the sidelines. The person who later stood up was the reporter who asked Zhang Tinglan questions at the press conference. Shao Piaoping was also one of the most famous reporters in the history of the Republic of China. He became famous for exposing the evil deeds of the Beiyang government.
Later, he offended Zhang Zuolin and was shot to death by Lao Zhang.
It's just a fate. I didn't expect him to stand up and speak to Fengjun now. It's really interesting. When he signed up like this, Teacher Zhu was completely speechless. His brand was bigger and he cursed even more fiercely. Secondly,
The difference between them was like that between a Tibetan Mastiff and a Jingba. Teacher Zhu quickly ran away with his tail between his legs.
"Mr. Shao, I've heard of him for a long time."
"Supervisor Zhang's recovery of the Middle Road is a feat. Among the young people in China, you are the person I truly admire. Piao Ping has been rude in the past. Please forgive me!"
"Mr. Shao, it seems we have never interacted with each other, right?"
"Supervisor Zhang, a year ago, you wrote an article to commemorate Yuan Shikai. I overestimated my ability. You also wrote an article to refute. Your words were mean and sharp, and you thought you had a plan. Now I see that Supervisor Zhang is working hard to regain the Middle East.
Lu is indeed a hero of the world. As for his evaluation of Mr. Yuan, it’s just a different stance. Piao Ping really shouldn’t speak ill of him.”
When Zhang Tinglan heard Shao Piaoping being so frank, she nodded: "Let's not mention the past anymore. What are Mr. Shao's plans for coming to Harbin this time?"
"Of course I am going to interview you about the whole story of the Middle East Road, so that compatriots all over the country will know about Feng Jun's feat of regaining the road rights. China has not been so ambitious in many years. I can foresee the supervision. I just want to interview you. No.
Do you know if I can give you a face?"
"Mr. Shao, the ownership of the Middle East Road has not yet been determined. It is a little early for you to take it back now, which may easily cause misunderstandings. In addition, if Mr. Shao is interested, we might as well visit the wounded soldiers together. I think there is more to them.
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