"Everyone, be quiet for a moment and listen to what I have to say -"
When Yang Ling saw the brothers clamoring to go home, he climbed up to a slightly higher ridge, pressed down with his hands, and shouted.
The brothers suddenly heard that a high-ranking official from Chongqing had defected to the enemy. For a moment, they were panic-stricken and found it difficult to accept it. Now that they saw the commander they usually admired coming forward, they suddenly became quiet.
Although the brothers are very confused and full of pessimism and disappointment, they are still willing to listen to what Yang Ling has to say.
"Brothers, why do you think we are fighting so hard against the Japanese?"
Yang Ling's eyes swept across the depressed faces of his brothers and he spoke slowly.
"We have sacrificed so many brothers, and we beat the little devils for revenge!"
Liu Yidao was the first to shout. From Shanghai to Nanchang, rivers of blood flowed, and countless brothers sacrificed their lives one after another. He just wanted revenge.
"The little devils want to destroy our country, and we don't want to be slaves to the subjugation of our country." Some brothers waved their fists and shouted.
Another brother's eyes turned red: "My hometown has been occupied by the Japanese and has been destroyed. I want to take it back!"
"We are here to protect our country."
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The brothers started shouting in unison. Although each of them had different reasons for joining the army to fight the Japanese, they all came to the same goal by different routes, which was to fight the Japanese.
"Yes, what the brothers said is correct. We fight against the Japanese for revenge! We are not slaves to the country's subjugation! In order to protect the 40 million people behind us from being oppressed by the Japanese! We are here to protect our country!"
Yang Ling suddenly raised his voice and said: "When we serve as soldiers, we do not fight for any one person, but for the motherland we step on, and for the wives, children, and children behind us."
"Wang Jingwei surrendered to the Japanese. He is a coward, a coward, and a traitor! That is a disgrace to us Chinese! He surrendered. He is a weakling with no talent and can only linger on asking for peace!"
"He Wang Jingwei is a weakling, but that does not mean that all of us in China are weaklings. If he surrenders, he will become a traitor. We cannot be soldiers. We are China's last line of defense. If we collapse, then those behind us will
Common people, our wives, children, and children will probably be slaughtered by the little devils!"
"It's easy to put down your gun and go home to farm. You can leave after taking off your military uniform. But then, do you want your wives, children, and fathers to be ruined by the Japanese? Are you willing to live under the Japanese bayonets all your life, and become slaves of the subjugated country in fear?"
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Yang Ling's voice was full of indignation, going straight to the depths of his brother's heart.
"I don't want to! I don't want to!" The brothers roared with anger, their voices shaking the sky.
Any normal person would not want his home to be lived in by the Japanese, and he would not be able to raise his head and be a slave to the subjugation of his country for the rest of his life.
Yang Ling also felt aggrieved. When the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, those pampered high-ranking officials would throw themselves into the arms of the Japanese at the slightest disagreement, but had they ever thought about the officers and soldiers who shed blood and sacrificed their lives on the front lines?
Although they use the so-called "curve to save the country" banner, no amount of rhetoric can cover up their traitorous behavior, which is inexcusable!
"We suffered casualties of 300,000 brothers in Shanghai, and hundreds of thousands of people in Nanjing were brutally murdered by the Japs. Not to mention, in the battle of Wanjialing, more than 10,000 brothers in our army were killed! Those are the brothers we get along with day and night.
Ah, this is a blood feud! We can’t forget it!”
Yang Ling's persuasion made every brother have red eyes. Thinking of these blood and tears, they wanted to cut the traitor they surrendered to pieces to vent their hatred.
"We are soldiers and don't understand any big principles, but we know that if anyone bullies us, we have to regain our place. I can't care if others surrender, but as long as the little devils are still burning, killing and looting on our land, this war will
We have to keep fighting! Keep fighting!"
"Fight to the end! China will win!" Suddenly a brother with tears in his eyes raised his fist and shouted.
The brothers were filled with grief and anger at this moment, and they all roared at the top of their lungs.
"Fight to the end! China will win!" The brothers' shouts shook the sky.
In countless difficult years, this unyielding slogan inspired countless soldiers who defended their homes and country to go to the battlefield and fight bloody battles against the invaders.
Politicians are cold-hearted and can be traitors without any bottom line for profit, but soldiers are passionate and they are the unyielding backbone of this nation! They cannot collapse!
Wang Jingwei's surrender was a heavy blow to countless soldiers who defended their homes and country. Their dignity, which they had paid sacrifices and blood for, was insulted by a traitorous politician.
"I order the battalion commanders to take them back and continue training!" Yang Ling saw that the brothers' emotions had stabilized and issued the order.
First Battalion Commander Shunzi wiped his sparkling eyes, stood up and saluted Yang Ling, then turned around and roared.
"All the first battalion is assembled! A five-kilometer armed attack!"
Chen Ming and Liu Yidao also saluted and led the team to start training again.
Wang Jingwei's surrender to the enemy did not destroy the determination and fighting spirit of the brothers to resist the Japanese, but instead aroused their common hatred.
The brothers who were full of anger started training even harder, just as Yang Ling said.
When they put on this military uniform, they are soldiers who protect their home and country. They risk their lives to fight, not for a certain person, but for the country and the nation.
On the training ground, the brothers started training enthusiastically again. They were holding fire in their hearts, so they shouted to kill Zhentian. The murderous look surprised Zhou Zhidao, the deputy division commander who came to inspect the regiment.
"Commander, Deputy Commander Zhou is here." Staff Wang saw several cars parked not far away and reminded Yang Ling.
In fact, when Yang Ling was persuading the brothers, deputy division commander Zhou Zhidao came over.
After they learned that Wang Jingwei had surrendered to the enemy, they were worried about the instability of the troops, so the division chiefs went to the garrison of each regiment to stabilize the troops, fearing that there would be some trouble.
But as soon as they arrived at Yang Ling's group, they saw Yang Ling's impassioned speech from a distance. The noisy brothers were soon persuaded to go back to training, which made them relieved.
"This Captain Yang is really eloquent." Looking at Yang Ling running over, a military staff officer who followed him said with a smile.
Deputy division commander Zhou Zhidao was also full of pride. After all, he said: "Not only is he good at eloquence, but he is also first-class in fighting. If our army had more such warriors, how could we allow the little devil to run rampant!"
"That's right." The military staff also knew Yang Ling's record and was convinced of it.
Yang Ling trotted to Zhou Zhidao and stood in front of them. He stood up and saluted: "Assistant Master! If you miss me from afar, please atone for your sins."
"It's okay, we didn't say hello and wanted to come over and have a look. You guys are training well." Zhou Zhidao pointed to the training ground in the distance where he shouted "Kill Zhentian" and praised.
"It's all thanks to the assistant teacher's good guidance!" Yang Ling flattered him lightly.
"Haha, when did you become so glib?" Zhou Zhidao teased with a smile.
Seeing that Yang Ling trained the troops so well, he was also very pleased and in a good mood.
"Assistant teacher, please come and sit down at the regiment headquarters." Yang Ling didn't say anything, just said "please", turned to Hu Zi and said: "Hurry up and tell the cooking team to cook some good dishes for noon, and take the food we captured