Since coming to this era, Li Siwei has been fighting for several years, going through countless battles, big and small, and his brothers have been passing away, and he has cried for them more than once.

At that time, he often felt more self-blame than pain.

But, this time, there was only pain in his heart, pure pain.

At that time, he could still cry loudly, crying out the self-blame and pain in his heart.

This time, however, he couldn't!

When he cries, Ning Rou can cry with him, but when Ning Rou cries, he can't cry!

Because, he is a man - a man of tranquility.

This time, he must be a wall, a tree...... A man she can rely on!

"Woo woo woo ......"

Ning Rou was still crying in her arms, her limp body twitching gently.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Ning Yuan was still squatting on the ground and hugging his head and crying.

"Platoon Commander Wei,"

Li Siwei had no choice but to turn his head and look at Platoon Commander Wei who was standing under the banyan tree, "Help me take care of Xiaoyuan, and then let people find a car......

"Good!"

Platoon Commander Wei hurriedly trotted over, helped Ning Yuan up, and waved to the brothers who had gathered at the door when he heard the sound, "Hurry up and help......

The brothers hurriedly rushed out and helped Ning Yuan, and Platoon Commander Wei hurriedly reported to the commander and asked for the car.

The Independent Battlefield Training Group is a regiment-level organization directly under the Indian Army, with three independent tank battalions under its jurisdiction, which have not yet been formed, but they have been equipped with a lot of equipment and there is no shortage of vehicles.

Not long after, a lieutenant colonel officer of the training group came over in a jeep and drove Li Siwei and the three back to the 66 th Regiment station.

The so-called "the deceased is gone", after grief, life has to go on, Li Siwei and Wu Ruolan comforted and finally made Ning Rou and Ning Yuan stop their grief.

It was late at night, and the camp was already silent, except for Li Siwei's dormitory, which was still lit with dim lights.

"Little Far ......"

The food was already cold, Ning Rou barely ate two bites, hesitated to look at Ning Yuan, who was looking down at the coffee in a daze, and opened her mouth with difficulty, "Daddy...... You know? ”

"Hmm,"

Ning Yuan still hung his head, and there was moisture in his voice, "Early June...... The bereavement order is ...... It was delivered to the house...... Second brother...... Second brother he...... Crashed and sank an enemy ship, what...... There's nothing left......"

Ning Rou's second brother is a pilot, and the class with the highest casualty rate in the ** team during the Anti-Japanese War!

"Woo......"

Ning Rou listened, covered her mouth, and tears rolled down again.

Wu Ruolan next to her hurriedly stretched out her hand, and her tears were rolling in her eyes.

"Little Far ......"

Li Siwei knew that saying anything at this time might backfire, but he couldn't help but comfort him softly, "Second brother, he'...... Something was left behind...... That thing is more precious than anything else...... That's the integrity of the middle ** people......"

In the battles against the Japanese invaders, some people carried cluster grenades and the Japanese invaders' chariot bunkers were killed, and some people carried fighter planes and crashed into the Japanese ships...... No bones were found.

However, it is the tragic scenes they performed with their lives that inspired batch after batch of anti-Japanese soldiers, it was their bravery and fearlessness that forged the soul of the Chinese army, and it was their courage and sacrifice that allowed China, which had been weak for more than a hundred years, to stand tall in front of the strong ships and cannons of the Japanese invaders!

The real pain will always come up like a tide from time to time, lingering...... The night's conversation was filled with grief and was very difficult.

However, none of them were sleepy, and sat down until the wake-up call sounded.

"I'm leaving!"

Hearing the sound of the trumpet, Ning Yuan slowly stood up, "Sister...... Dad said that he wanted me to be a soldier like my second brother...... I...... Can't let him down......"

"Hmm,"

Ning Rou, whose eyes were red and swollen, looked at Ning Yuan gently, "Be careful when training...... If there's anything difficult, just tell my sister......"

"Hmm!"

Ning Yuan nodded heavily, looking at Li Siwei and Wu Ruolan, "Brother-in-law, Sister Ruolan, I'll go back first, my sister ......"

"Don't worry!"

Li Siwei got up and patted Ning Yuan on the shoulder, "Let's go, I'll send you back......"

Li Siwei did not have a car, but there were mules and horses in the regiment.

The sky will be bright as usual, and the training will continue...... The dead are gone, and the living are like this.

The training of infantry and artillery coordination lasted for a week, but for the officers at all levels of the army stationed in India, a week was not enough, because many of them had never even commanded the infantry and artillery to fight together, not because they did not want to, but because the troops were too short of artillery in the past.

Li Siwei ran to the training ground every day and continued to conduct training in commanding infantry and artillery to coordinate operations.

Ning Rou and Wu Ruolan are sometimes busy in the health team, and sometimes they go to the headquarters hospital to listen to lectures by foreign doctors.

The three of them still insisted on eating together every night, but there was less laughter in the dimly lit dormitory than before.

After this incident, Li Siwei and Li Sanguang met more often, not only the Pao Ze brothers who were born and died with him, but also his own brother!

You can't wait for the loss to regret it.

Time passed quickly, and the officers and men of the army stationed in India soon ushered in their fourth day of rest and ushered in a new commander.

On October 17, 42, the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, it is advisable to travel, and it is advisable to go to work.

On the morning of this day, Li Siwei had just completed a 10-kilometer armed cross-country with his brothers, and before he could enter the regiment headquarters, he received an order from the new Chief Zheng to take office, so he hurried to the deputy commander-in-chief's department.

The so-called "three fires for the new official to take office", all the generals did not dare to slack off, and after a short time, they had already gathered in the conference room of the deputy general headquarters, waiting for the new Chief Zheng to burn the first fire.

However, Chief Zheng is obviously not the kind of chief who likes to burn fires, but more like a gentle elder.

"Brothers, right?"

On the main seat, Chief Zheng put down the documents in his hand, raised his head and slowly swept over the generals, with a kind smile, "Chief Luo is not here during this time, what about me...... I couldn't arrive in time because of the rush of time, and I worked hard for everyone! ”

Hearing this, the generals breathed a sigh of relief and didn't even dare to say it.

Chief Zheng nodded with a smile and picked up the document in front of him, "What about me...... The appointment received is the post of commander of the newly formed First Army of the National Revolutionary Army, that is, from today onwards, the Army stationed in India will be renamed the New First Army ......"

Chief Zheng's performance of duties began in this way, and the number of the new First Army was called out like this, and apart from this, nothing seemed to have changed.

Well...... There is another change, that is, the new First Army has its own military songs, the regimental song of the former Fourth Regiment of the Tax Police and the division song of the new 38th Division, which are slowly spread and sung in various units of the army stationed in India.

"Our army wants to carry forward, sincerely unite without deception, and is determined to save the country, and the warriors can defend the Quartet......"

At the morning meeting, Li Siwei led the soldiers to sing the newly learned military song, "Don't be afraid of knives and guns, swear to surrender the enemy, die in person, and serve the battlefield, only then can you be considered a good son......"

The song fluttered in the morning breeze, simple and straightforward, Li Siwei felt that although this song was sonorous and powerful, it was a little lacking in momentum, and he couldn't help but write another song, the song that was widely circulated in later generations.

That night, Li Siwei returned to the dormitory after training, and couldn't help but write down the lyrics of the song, humming softly according to the memoir.

The two girls had already laid down on the bed, and when they heard Li Siwei sitting at the desk humming a song, they sat up again.

"Four-dimensional,"

After listening to a few words, Wu Ruolan suddenly interrupted Li Siwei, "What are you singing?" Listen...... What's wrong with the tone? ”

"Uh......"

Li Siwei froze for a moment, turned around and smiled at the two women, "Singing nonsense ......"

As he spoke, Li Siwei closed the notebook, got up and got on the bed, and squeezed between the two women, "Sleep!" In a few days, the training will be over, and then it will be another assessment and a graduation ceremony...... It's going to be busy! ”

At the end of the training, the assessment is inevitable, although the students of the special class of the general school will not be commended for their excellent performance, but they must continue to train if they fail to pass the assessment.

As for the closing ceremony, this is as important as the opening ceremony, and all the officers and soldiers of all departments have to prepare carefully!

Towards the end of the training, Li Siwei felt even busier, running around the school training ground and camp all day, and forgetting the lyrics he had written for a while.

In a blink of an eye, it was October 31, which was the last Saturday of October, and it might also be the last rest day of the 66th Regiment in Ramgarh, so Li Siwei called Ning Yuan and Li Sanguang over in the evening, and went to the town to buy some wine and food, preparing for a good family reunion.

“…… The boy should be in serious danger, how can he let the Confucian crown miss this life? The country is in danger......"

The night was hazy, Li Siwei and Li Sanguang came back from the town with wine and food, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they heard a soft singing, and couldn't help but be stunned, is this the one I wrote? But it's much better than I sing! This little far......

"Abandon my old pen, follow me during the war, call more than 100,000 comrades, sing war songs and join the army......"

Li Siwei was still in a daze, so he heard the singing again, and hurriedly walked in, and sure enough, he saw Ning Yuan standing in front of the desk holding the small notebook and humming while reading, so he put the wine and food in his hand on the dining table and walked over quickly.

"Brother-in-law......"

Hearing the footsteps, Ning Yuan hurriedly stopped, looked back at Li Siwei, his face was slightly red, "I ......"

"Xiaoyuan, you sing beautifully!"

Before Li Siwei could speak, Li Sanguang walked up with a smile and patted Ning Yuan's shoulder, "I can't imagine that your kid sings so well!" ”

As he spoke, Li Sanguang looked down at the notebook in Ning Yuan's hand, and read it according to the lyrics, "You don't see, Han Zhongjun, the weak crown is the captive, please be long-spoken; You don't see it, Ban Dingyuan, and the peerless light cavalry urges the battle clouds...... Xiaoyuan, well written! ”

"I didn't write it,"

Ning Yuan's face was already flushed, and he hurriedly explained, "It was written by my brother-in-law, I thought it was well written, so I tried to sing it......"

"Oh, the fourth brother wrote it!"

Li Sanguang smiled slightly embarrassedly, "Then you sing well!" It's much better than the fourth child's voice singing! ”

Hearing this, Ning Yuan Ren Ran blushed a little, but looked at Li Siwei with some expectation, "Brother-in-law...... Does this song have a tune? I want to learn ......"

"Mode,"

Li Siwei smiled and shook his head, "I don't know how to compose music, but you sing very well!" You can try singing it all! ”

"That's good!"

Ning Yuan looked overjoyed, and nodded hurriedly, "I'll try it first, if it doesn't work, I'll go find my classmates to compose a tune for it together......"

"Classmates?"

Li Siwei was stunned and a little puzzled, "Your classmate is here too?" ”

"Hmm,"

Ning Yuan nodded hurriedly, "There are more than thirty of us here!" However, half of them failed the medical examination and were sent back......"

It turned out that because the army stationed in India had added a lot of technical arms, it had absorbed a group of young intellectuals.

However, after all, being a soldier and fighting a war is a chore, knowledge alone is not enough, and a strong body must also be obtained, so recruits must go through three physical examinations, and the elimination rate is very high.

After listening to Ning Yuan, Li Siwei smiled and patted his CCB, "Our family Xiaoyuan is good...... This song is specially written for a young man like you! ”

"Really?"

Ning Yuan's expression had a little more joy and pride, "What's this song called?" ”

"Song of the Educated Youth in the Army" ......"

Seeing Ning Yuan's rare joy, Li Siwei also smiled with satisfaction.

This baby finally came out of the grief of the second brother's sacrifice!

This song was originally called "Song of Intellectual Youth in the Army", but because of Li Siwei, it appeared earlier than the original.

"Is it called "Song of the Educated Youth in the Army"?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuan was even more pleased, "My classmates will definitely like it very much......"

"If you like it!"

Li Siwei smiled brightly, "You watch first, I'll pick up your sisters and their ......"

After saying that, Li Siwei turned around and walked to the door, and Ning Yuan's singing voice immediately sounded behind him, but it was a little out of tune, "Qi Congjun, clean Hu...... Qi Congjun, clean the dust ......"

"Xiaoyuan, how do you sing like this?"

Li Sanguang's voice also sounded, "Clean Hu...... Uh, that doesn't seem right......"

Figuring out tunes is not an easy task.

Li Siwei shook his head with a smile, went out of the door, and went straight to the gate, today, Ning Rou and Wu Ruolan went to the headquarters hospital to study.

"Four-dimensional,"

Li Siwei had just walked to a fork in the camp two or three hundred meters away, Ning Rou, Wu Ruolan and Xiao Zhan walked out from the intersection on the right, and when they saw Li Siwei coming to pick him up, Wu Ruolan trotted over with a bright smile, so frightened that Li Siwei hurriedly greeted him, "You slow down......

"Yes!"

Ning Rou and Xiao Zhan hurriedly caught up and helped Wu Ruolan, disgusted, "You have a baby and you're still so big!" ”

"Hehe......"

Wu Ruolan glanced at the two of them in a sneering manner, her pretty face was slightly red, "Don't worry, this baby will take three or four months to give birth!" ”

Indeed, although Wu Ruolan's belly has already bulged, there are still three or four months before the baby is born, and she has practiced some kung fu since she was a child, and her body has always been very good, so she is usually not too worried.

However, she was not worried, but Li Siwei and Ning Rou did not dare to be careless.

However, she was not worried, but Li Siwei and Ning Rou did not dare to be careless.

However, she was not worried, but Li Siwei and Ning Rou did not dare to be careless.

However, she was not worried, but Li Siwei and Ning Rou did not dare to be careless.

However, she was not worried, but Li Siwei and Ning Rou did not dare to be careless.