"Brothers, it's up to you to go out from the river and tell the news!" At night, on the edge of the city of Waco, the commander sent a group of brothers to the river. After the siege of the www.biquge.info Chinese of the city, the only line of communication from the city to the outside was the Brazos River.

The Brazos River is originally in Spanish and means arm of God. To leave through this not very deep river is a good prize for Americans who think they believe in God.

"God bless you!" "God bless America!" With the sound of blessings, more than a dozen Texan men went into the water.

The Commander didn't want to leave, and if he could, he would have loved to go with the gang. During the day, outside Waco is a sea of Chinese. This is different from what I said when I was at the headquarters before, and the headquarters thought that China would probably rush over in a car. Now the Chinese do rush in cars, but they are coming from all directions, not from a single direction.

With some kind of anticipation, Commander Waco stood by the river. Just as he began to feel uneasy about the sound of running water and was about to go back, a faint scream was heard in the distance, and a moment later the scream was added to the cry for help. The Americans were surprised that the sound came from 200 meters away, presumably already under the control of the Chinese army.

After a while, there was movement on the riverbank on Waco's side. The commander greeted him, and in the dim light, he saw four men covered in blood. The personnel who were carried up could be said to be covered in blood, and those who came up on their own were almost bloody after a few moments.

"There's barbed wire in the river! The Chinese laid barbed wire in the river! Before bleeding to the point of losing consciousness, the wounded man with a less serious injury said in pain.

Waco's commander finally connected some of the things he had observed during the day, and according to observers, the Chinese threw something into the water. Observers believe that it may be something to prepare for the pontoon. Now it's pretty certain that those things weren't anchors for the pontoon.

It is impossible to go by land, and now the waterway is also cut off. In a state of despair, Waco's commander suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, "Ah~~~~!" Can't you give a way to live? ”

"Let's surrender to the Chinese." The brother next to the commander spoke.

The commander instinctively turned his head and glared, but in the dark night, let alone see his eyes clearly, he couldn't even see the other party's face clearly. Looking at the dark and dark faces of those who advocated surrender, the commander said angrily: "Reinhardt, are you afraid of death? ”

"Aren't you afraid?" Reinhardt asked the commander.

"You ......," the commander immediately choked. This coward named Reinhardt really spoke everyone's heart, and if there was a choice between not dying and having to die, everyone still wanted to be immortal.

"Now we have no shortage of opportunities to die heroically, as long as we do not surrender and fight with the Chinese, we can die heroically." In that case, let's see if there is any possibility of living a more decent life. Anyway, if you don't talk properly, you will die, and what is the problem with talking to the Chinese? Reinhardt continued.

Without waiting for the commander to scold, someone next to him asked: "Will the Chinese really negotiate with us?" Didn't they just want to kill us all? ”

Such a question speaks to the mood of the Texans, at least with which they deal with the Indians. Since they do not believe that aliens have a reason to live on this land, white Texans do not feel that China, as a strong man, needs to spare the disadvantaged Texans.

"If the Indians are willing to kneel on the ground and beg us, and are willing to live according to the way we have laid down in the future, I think I can spare them. The Chinese are also civilized people, and they probably agree with me. Reinhardt replied.

Reinhardt's words immediately sparked a backlash, "The Indians adopted our model? You're kidding. ”

Reinhardt was also a little angry, and he said angrily: "You just tell the truth, do you want to see if you can live!" ”

The river was flowing and the wounded were humming. Escape by land is no longer possible, and there is a terrifying barbed wire hell beneath the dark waters. More than a dozen people went into the water, and now only four have returned. Most of the waterway walkers were hung directly on barbed wire and died in the river.

Not only did no one say anything, but even the commander held back his angry curses in his throat. If they had previously believed that there was no possibility of peaceful coexistence with the Chinese, they could still shout the slogan of uncompromising. The argument made these people understand that the only possibility of immortality was fleeting, and that these people no longer had the will to cut off their lives.

So the next morning, Reinhardt went to the Chinese camp with a white flag. The Texans saw people running out of the Chinese position, and after searching the standing straight Reinhardt, they led him into the Chinese position. They couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Texans knew what it meant to fly a white flag, and they knew they would never give a surrendered Indians a way out. The Indians would skin the white man's scalp, and the white man not only learned to skin the Indians' scalp, but also the Indians in accordance with their tradition.

"Will the Chinese really accept surrender?" Texans whispered.

Reinhardt was treated very politely in the Chinese camp, and the hosts at least listened carefully to what Reinhardt had to say. After Reinhardt expressed their willingness to surrender and hoped that the Chinese army would protect their personal safety, he saw the embarrassed expressions on the faces of the Chinese soldiers. Now Reinhardt was disappointed in his heart, is it so difficult to accept the surrender in the eyes of the Chinese?

The regimental commissar who was in charge of listening to the situation discussed for a moment and left Reinhardt here. The Americans who would surrender were a bit of a surprise to their comrades, and the Texans had shown a stubborn will not to surrender. Now expressing the intention to surrender made the comrades of the troops feel caught off guard and completely disbelieving.

It was a division that commanded the battle, and the regimental commissar approached the divisional commissar and told them that the gang had plans to surrender. The divisional commissar frowned, "What do they mean to keep their weapons and personal belongings, and to protect their right to return home in the future?" ”

"Yes." The regimental political commissar replied.

"It's impossible!" The opposition of the divisional commissar was simply squeezed out of the teeth, "their home has long been destroyed." Let them go home with their weapons, and then pick up guns and fight us when they see the ruins? ”

The political commissar of the regiment could only sigh, he actually thought of these things. But he really couldn't say it. Even if it is to kill the Yankees on the battlefield with all their might, even if it is to shoot all the live Yankees that can be seen without hesitation. When it came to face to face, the commissar still couldn't tell the Yankees the cruel truth and the future without hesitation. War is bloody, but the reality is far more unacceptable cruelty and despair than blood. At least the political commissar of the regiment himself believed that if he faced such a future, it would be impossible for him to survive. The homeland is destroyed, and there is really no other possibility than to fight to the death.

"What do I say to the people over there?" The political commissar of the regiment finally asked.

"Tell them ...... and we accept their surrender." The voice of the divisional commissar sounded a little dry.

The regimental political commissar was stunned, what does the division political commissar mean by this? Then I listened to the division commissar continue to say in a dry voice: "We will let the Japanese take charge of receiving prisoners." ”

"Lie to them?" The voice of the regimental commissar was full of opposition. Although I don't know why I was so excited, the voice of the regimental political commissar was strongly opposed. The deception was followed by the killing, which made the shame of the regimental commissar react violently as if he had been slashed by a broadsword. Reciprocal killings are brutal, but only brutal. After the battle is over, it will only make everyone tired and miserable. But the regimental commissar was never ashamed of such exhaustion and pain. Now the suggestions put forward by the political commissar of the division made the political commissar of the regiment miserable, and the strong sense of shame made him feel a little out of breath.

The divisional political commissar also had a strong feeling of pain on his face, but the regimental commissar could see that the divisional commissar was increasingly tempted by this thought. The political commissar of the regiment hurriedly persuaded: "Political commissar, we will not lose anything at all in the subsequent battles. ”

There was no more negative emotion in the voice of the division political commissar, and he said in a calm voice: "I have suffered so many casualties, I have enough." Can you guarantee that no one will die? Can you guarantee that no one will become disabled? I think it's acceptable to let everyone die and hurt one less person, even if there is one less death. ”

The political commissar of the regiment was immediately speechless, and he stammered and did not know what to say. But it's not that the reason is poor, it's that he just thinks that although this truth sounds right, it just sounds right. The regimental commissar believed that something was more terrible than death. For example, this method proposed by the political commissar of the division.

More than half an hour later, the regimental political commissar saw the opportunity for the division political commissar to leave the division commander's tent, and he immediately went in and asked the division commander, "Division commander, do you know the political commissar's method?" ”

The division commander's face immediately turned unpleasant, and he said impatiently: "What's wrong with that?" ”

"I don't think that's what it should have been." said the political commissar of the regiment.

"I shouldn't have done that, but I don't know how to stop it." The division commander gave a reply.

"You send a report to the military political commissar and see what the army has to say." The political commissar of the regiment can be regarded as out of the way.

The division commander rolled his eyes and said fiercely to the regimental political commissar: "I know, you go down." ”

An hour later, the telegram was delivered to the headquarters of the Sixth Army. After reading the telegram, the political commissar of the Sixth Army shook his head again and again, and at the same time immediately handed the telegram to the political commissar Qi Rui in the Sixth Army. It can be seen that such a hot potato can be thrown away in an instant. The political commissar of the Sixth Army felt good.

After Qi Rui read it, he couldn't help but pout. He never expected that the comrades below would bring such a lawsuit to the military political department. Qi Rui's first reaction was also against deceiving the Americans, but Qi Rui soon found that when he faced the accusation that 'his own people's lives are not his lives', he had no reason to refute them.

The political commissar of the Sixth Army just looked at Qi Rui's expression and knew that Qi Rui's thoughts were similar to his. A strong sense of disgust is an emotional thing, and war is not about feelings. Deceiving the enemy, killing the enemy, and letting his troops die effectively is the main content of war.

Just when the political commissar of the Sixth Army thought that Qi Rui would probably choose to succumb to the cruel reality, he saw Qi Rui sigh and show a literati expression. At this time, the political commissar of the Sixth Army was overjoyed.

Qi Rui said: "The king of Qin died in Du You, Bai first said, what sin do I have against God, and I ended up like this? After a while, he said again, "I deserve to die." In the Battle of Changping, the Zhao army surrendered hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and I buried them all alive by deception, which is enough for a capital crime! ”

Of course, the political commissar of the Sixth Army knew about the Battle of Changping, and he also knew that the famous general of the Qin Army, Bai Qi. So he nodded again and again.

Qi Rui continued: "We are destroying the United States to complete the task given to us by the Governor, and killing each other is just an order, and it has to be so. Although my heart is uneasy, I am not sorry. But it is our own choice to use this deception. If you do this, you will have a guilty conscience. ”

The political commissar of the Sixth Army kept nodding, but he asked Qi Rui, "What about the political commissar of the division?" ”

Qi Rui replied, "Transfer him back." I think there are too many comrades in the army who need to recuperate. I'm still young, but I actually feel low on energy every day, and it's easy to go to extremes when thinking about problems. I think a lot of comrades need to recuperate. What do you think? ”

The political commissar of the Sixth Army nodded greatly, "I think so too!" The war was so fierce that many comrades did need to recuperate. ”

After the order went down, Qi Rui felt very tired. Since leaving Nanjing three years ago, Qi Rui has hardly rested in the past three years. Although the days passed quickly, the victories again and again also made Qi Rui feel very happy, and the feeling of exhaustion and accumulation was very realistic. Now after Qi Rui dealt with this matter, he suddenly felt unparalleled tired.

He first went back to his tent and lay down, but he felt a depression in his chest, and he couldn't evacuate it. Qi Rui found that he didn't dare to think about Fang Cai's affairs, when the war had been fought for the purpose of complete destruction, Qi Rui really had a feeling that he couldn't bear it.

Killing and destroying are not the same thing, and Qi Rui felt that he was overwhelmed by such a cognition. Defeating an enemy and killing them are not the same thing, and Qi Rui realized that these were two emotions. Maybe someone can not care about this, but Qi Rui found that most soldiers actually know that this is not the same thing.

Just like the division commander, he would rather pay more casualties in the battle than do the practice of promising the Americans a way to live, and then suddenly kill the Americans. Could it be that this division commander does not have the slightest love for his subordinates? Qi Rui doesn't think so.

Of course, Qi Rui thinks it's ridiculous. After the Liberation Army defeated the enemy on the battlefield, it completely pretended not to see the Japanese purge the Americans. Although it looks like self-deception, everyone can accept this result.

Thinking of this, Qi Rui suddenly had an urge to flee the battlefield. He felt that he had had enough, that he had really had enough of such things. As long as he can escape from here, Qi Rui suddenly feels that he can go anywhere.

The thoughts only emanated like this for a moment, and Qi Rui immediately felt that something was wrong. This emotionally dominant response should be the result of physical weakness. Just like when Qi Rui felt inexplicable fear when he was a child, or had a strong feeling of ghosts or threats, his father Wei Ze used various methods to make Qi Rui understand that part of the fear comes from memory, but most of the fear comes from the weakness of the body. Of course, part of the so-called intuitive fear and uneasiness is that we forget some of the dangerous possibilities we have seen. So we only feel uneasy, but we don't know the cause of the unease.

As for the current state, Qi Rui feels that his body has become weaker. He has been running around every day for more than a month. It is also normal for the body to weaken under such intense exertion. Therefore, Qi Rui chose to sleep, and sleeping is the best mode to restore the body's strength and normal state.

One summer afternoon, Qi Rui and Chu Xue were lying on two recliners side by side, the air was warm, making people feel lazy and didn't want to move. Qi Rui seemed to be leaning against Chu Xue, and seemed to be some distance away from Chu Xue. In such a state, Qi Rui suddenly said: "Chu Xue, war is not glorious at all. War is pain in addition to pain. ”

Chu Xue turned her head to look at Qi Rui with the expression of 'too lazy to pay attention to you' that she often showed. This made Qi Rui feel that he must let his dear Chu Xue have the idea of agreeing with this important issue. However, as soon as this forced thought came out, Qi Rui felt soft-hearted. Of course, he had the idea of making Chu Xue completely agree with him, but every time he wanted to implement it, every time he saw Chu Xue, this idea was dispelled by Qi Rui. Thinking about it, Qi Rui was not prepared to practice this impulsive desire.

Just when he was about to continue to tell Chu Xue how painful the war was and how many helpless choices the war had to make, a beautiful little girl ran over. She smiled like a flower, and her little pink skirt smelled a little fluttering because of running, and Qi Rui suddenly realized that it was her daughter. In the next moment, Qi Rui suddenly realized that none of this was true, and then he was awakened.

It was already dark, and the guards didn't know when to cover Qi Rui with a thick blanket. Qi Rui found that the warmth on his shoulders and the touch of reality were exactly the same as the summer environment in his dream. It's just that the earthy smell of Texas in the air is very different from the warm earthy smell of Nanjing in summer in the memories of dreams.

Lifting his upper body, Qi Rui felt that the tears on his face had dried up. I don't know when, he cried in his sleep. But the negative emotions did not shake Qi Rui's will this time. Even though he knew that he was facing endless pain, Qi Rui felt that he could deal with it calmly.

got up and washed his face, Qi Rui tidied up his military appearance. Such a simple action allowed him to regain his position. He was the political commissar of Qi Rui and was one of the members of the front command of the current Texas campaign. No matter how brutal the war will be, no matter how much bloody things will come. Qi Rui has to continue to move forward, he not only has to defend himself, but also the commanders and fighters. Even if it's in a way that makes them pay more blood and lives.