Future City.

At nine o'clock in the morning, in the bedroom, with an alarm clock, a new day began again.

"I'm bored, stop me!"

A hand reached out from the bed and slapped heavily on the poor alarm clock.

The alarm clock is no longer calling.

But with a hula, the door opened punctually, and a maid in uniform walked in, patted the quilt and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, get up, Your Royal Highness the Prince, get up." ”

"Ah Ling, stop screaming, let me sleep for a while!"

A buzzing sound came from the bed.

"Your Royal Highness, if you don't get up again, Madam will be angry and you will be late for school."

"Okay, okay, stop screaming, sleep for another ten minutes!"

But only two minutes later, a burst of footsteps came, and a crisp voice said, "Brother, are you still sleeping?" If you go to sleep, I won't care if you go to school first! ”

"Shall I get up, shall I not get up?"

The boy in the bed quickly got up and quickly put on his school uniform.

The maid Xiaoling covered her mouth and chuckled, whether it was the alarm clock or her, it was difficult to call Prince Chong Chong, but as long as Princess Chengcheng threatened not to go to school with him, he would definitely lift the quilt within 10 seconds and get up quickly.

"Mom, Dad, we're going to school!"

Walk to the balcony near the track, get on a hovering car, and wave goodbye to their parents in pairs.

"Go home early after school." Xiaojuan looked at the two children with a loving face.

"Yes, we got it!" The brother and sister said in unison.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, Your Royal Highness the Princess, please sit tight."

After the driver prompted, he drove the hovering car smoothly and left the Golden Palace along the long magnetic track.

……

No. 3 Middle School, among the 17 middle schools in Future City. A secondary school that is not the best, nor is it the worst.

Of course, this good and bad, not to mention the good and bad grades of the students in these twelve middle schools, the education system of the Tianming Empire does not allow "good students to enter good schools, bad students to enter bad schools" This situation appears, especially in primary and secondary schools, and it is strictly forbidden to divide classes! Key classes are strictly prohibited! Therefore, there is no such thing as some middle schools being better and some middle schools being poor.

And, thanks to the secondary school of the empire. The use of virtual teaching equipment, the students' learning efficiency is very high, coupled with the improvement of brain domain development, the final exam, there is almost no such situation.

However, a large number of cases have achieved perfect scores.

So how can you tell if a secondary school is good or bad?

Of course, it depends on the level of the teachers in the school.

Good teachers teach good students, and bad teachers teach students who travel on a business trip. The level of the teachers and the comprehensive evaluation of the students can be seen at a glance.

The teachers at No. 1 Middle School received the highest student ratings, with an overall score of over 98 points. There are some gold medal teachers who can not only impart knowledge to students, but also some life philosophies, so that students can learn to be people and do things. As a result, it is highly respected by students and parents.

The 14th Middle School has a low overall rating of 89, and some of the school's poor teachers are under great pressure because the teachers in the empire are not easy to be good at. If you don't have enough knowledge, I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep their well-paid job, and you'll leave.

As for secondary school principals. In the past few years, eight have resigned, three of them resigned because the school has been at the bottom of the comprehensive student score for three consecutive years, and the other five have resigned because they can't bear the huge pressure...... It can be seen that if you want to eat in the education system of the empire, without any real materials, you will be eliminated by students sooner or later.

……

The hovering car stopped at the entrance of the school, rushed into the car and quickly got out of the car, and trotted all the way into the No. 3 teaching building...... There was some congestion on the road just now, and it took 25 minutes to complete the distance that could have been completed in 15 minutes...... If you are any late, you may be late for class.

The brother and sister rushed into the classroom of the first (13th) class of high school, and the class bell rang just now.

"Class!" The squad leader got up and shouted.

"Hello teacher!" All the students stood up and saluted a bespectacled teacher on the podium.

"Hello students!" The teacher also gave a 70-degree bow to the students: "Please be seated!" ”

After sitting down, a classmate next to him leaned his head over and said, "Prince Chongchong, why are you so late today, you're almost late." ”

"The road is so congested, it's jammed with me for ten years!"

"What, ten minutes?" The classmate was startled, shook his head and said, "The traffic situation in this future city is getting worse and worse, and I have to be stuck in traffic for ten minutes to go to school......"

At this time, the teacher on the podium wrote a few words on the blackboard: Yingjing Massacre, and said: "Students, today we will be the twenty-seventh lesson of national history, Yingjing Massacre, please enter the virtual cockpit and enter the historical scene. ”

"What? Yingjing Massacre? ”

Cheng Cheng's face was a little embarrassed and pale, but helplessly, she still entered the virtual cockpit and entered the scene of looking for you.

After 30 seconds......

An ancient and yellow city appeared in front of the students.

The voice of the background introduction sounded:

The Yingjing Massacre was a large-scale massacre committed by the Jay-Japanese military-nationalism in Yingjing, the capital of the Republic of China. rape, arson, robbery and other war crimes and crimes against humanity. The climax of the Japanese atrocities lasted for six weeks, beginning with the capture of Yingjing on December 13, 1937, and it was not until February 1938 that order began to improve in Yingjing. According to the relevant verdicts and investigations of the International Military Tribunal for the Far East and the Yingjing Military Tribunal after the end of World War II, more than 200,000 or even more than 300,000 civilians and prisoners of war of H countries were killed by the Japanese army during the massacre, and Yingjing was wantonly set on fire and looted by the Japanese army, resulting in one-third of Yingjing City being destroyed and countless property losses were lost......

The history teacher, who was dressed in a blue-gray tunic, said to the more than 50 students standing in several rows: "Students, the Yingjing Massacre is the fourth unprecedented catastrophe that our nation has encountered, and it is of extremely enlightening significance to the future of our nation. ”

"Hmm!" Chong Chong and his classmates nodded solemnly.

"Alright, class begins!"

As soon as the history teacher finished speaking, the sky of the city below immediately turned gray, and the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

Boom~

Dozens of bombers spitting red sun flew from the sky with a huge roar, flying towards the city, wooing ~ a few sharp sounds. Bombshells fell into the homes of the city.

Screams were heard, machine guns were heard, and the roar of artillery was heard......

The whole city is shrouded in war.

As soon as the picture turned, it switched to the soldiers guarding a city gate in Yingjing, and a general wearing a general's uniform said to dozens of soldiers with dirty faces in front of him: "Brothers, swear to live and die with Yingjing!" ”

"Swear to live and die with Yingjing!"

This unit was a regiment of the 88th Division, which was responsible for defending the Zhonghua Gate, and its main task was to prevent the Japanese army from entering the city.

"Kill!"

"Hit, brothers, beat me hard!"

"Commander. Oh no, we don't have bullets! ”

"Oh no, the regiment commander is dead, the regiment commander is dead!"

"Camp Commander Sun! Battalion Commander Sun is also dead! ”

"Company Commander Lin, Company Commander!"

Under the superior firepower of the Japanese army and the indiscriminate bombardment of bombers, the army of country H of this regiment that held on to the Zhonghua Gate faced extremely heavy casualties, the regiment commander died, and the battalion commander was on top. The battalion commander died, the company commander was on top, and the last to defend the position were only a dozen wounded soldiers who had run out of ammunition.

……

"Teacher. Give me a gun, I'm going down to the little devils! ”

Looking at the Japanese troops below who were constantly approaching the Zhonghua Gate, their faces were hideous...... One by one, the students clenched their fists, and their eyes lit up red!

Watching his ancestors slaughtered. Watching the elite enemy soldiers continue to attack the city, even if you are mentally prepared, even if you realize that you have some understanding of this history. But they were still furious! Even looking at the dozen or so wounded soldiers who gathered together with broken hands and feet, I felt endless grief and indignation in my heart!

"Brothers, the devils are coming up soon, here's a box of grenades."

"Brothers, are you afraid?" One soldier asked the other soldiers with a smile.

"Don't be afraid! Die with the little devils! ”

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers screaming ghosts found these soldiers of country H, and after rushing up, there was a loud bang, and a huge hole appeared in the ruins.

Seeing this scene, one of the girls in the class suddenly cried, and the boys clenched their fists and their bodies trembled violently!

However, this is just the beginning......

After the Japanese entered the city, the mass slaughter began......

A group of civilians from country H were driven to the river, and dense machine gun fire rang out, and people fell like wheat harvesting......

In a dilapidated church, 3,000 people of Country H were guarded by 3 Jieri soldiers, and none of them resisted like sheep, and finally were massacred......

Several Japanese soldiers rushed into a civilian house and saw two middle-aged women and a girl of twelve or thirteen years old......

Several more Jeri soldiers burst into a civilian house and forcibly assaulted a woman. After the storm, she threw her son, who was not yet a month old, into a cauldron of boiling water......

"Beast, beast!" Chong Chong's nails were embedded in the flesh of his palm.

"Wow~Wow~" Seeing this kind of cruel scene, the girls in the class directly covered their eyes and cried.

"Show me carefully, these stories are true!" The history teacher yelled at the crying girls with a straight face.

"It is restored by thousands of our historians, through guò through the collation of millions of materials, based on the personal experience of more than 100,000 people!"

"Every story has an absolute authoritative authenticity, and there is not a single bit of fiction!"

"Let you learn this history, so that you can understand what kind of suffering our nation has gone through!"

"Teacher, don't say any more!"

An angry voice came, and Chong Chong walked up to the history teacher with red eyes and gritted his teeth: "Give me the gun, I will kill all these beasts!" ”

The other students also stood up and said to the history teacher with the same red eyes: "Teacher, we want a gun, give us a gun!" ”

"Teacher, we're going to fight devils too!"

Cheng Cheng and the other girls in the class also walked over with red eyes.

"Good! I'm going with you to kill the devils! ”

After the history teacher finished speaking, the scene immediately changed, and everyone appeared in a dilapidated civilian house, and at the same time, the clothes on the students also became the military uniforms of this era.

In the hands of the students, there are also the most advanced weapons that the army of country H can have, Czech machine guns, Mauser rifles, Mauser pistols, domestic imitation rifles, and Hanyang-made weapons.

After getting together to discuss tactics, the history teacher and the students rushed out of the house with their weapons and pointed their guns at the street rape. The Japanese soldiers, who were abductive and did all kinds of evil, poured out bullets of revenge.

However, history cannot be changed, and the inertia of history cannot be changed by dozens of students, and in less than two hours, these teachers and students were all wiped out by the Japanese troops who rushed from all directions, and this special history lesson ended in the form of collective death.

After coming out of the virtual cockpit sweaty, Chong Chong wiped the sweat on his face with his hands, and said helplessly: "The feeling of taking history class is really sour!" ”

…… (To be continued......)