Sixty-nine awakenings

Get up! People who don't want to be slaves!

Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall!

The Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous time,

Everyone was forced to let out a final roar.

Get up! Get up! Get up!

We are all of one,

Braving enemy fire, advance!

Braving enemy fire, advance!

Advance! Forward, forward

On January 29, 1938, Zhang Ziwen had already stood on the street for an hour, and the day before yesterday he took Ma Xiaobao down the river from Yueyang to Wuchang to fulfill his promise to Lu Qingman.

When Zhang Ziwen came, he met them who were acting in a street play, playing the devil slaughtering innocents in Nanjing, Zhang Ziwen watched the drama with red eyes, and the students then sang "March of the Big Knife" and "Song of Resistance to the Enemy" and other inspiring songs. The "March of the Volunteers" sung at the end engraved the idea of protecting the family and the country in Zhang Ziwen's heart.

"What should we do if the devil slaughtered our brothers, bullied our wives and daughters, and robbed us of our land."

A student stood on the stage and said loudly, and the people below blurted out the words of killing devils.

"We are the duty of students, businessmen, and workers to kill devils, but now the national crisis is at hand, the country has been weak for many years, and the government is unable to supply all the troops. Millions of soldiers in northern Anhui are short of food and clothing......"

Zhang Ziwen knew that now the Japanese army in northern Anhui and other places was assembling troops to attack the Xuzhou area in northern Anhui, and hundreds of thousands of troops of the National Revolutionary Army were assembled in the fifth theater to face the menacing attack of the Japanese army.

Hearing that the soldiers of the national army were fighting for the country on the front line, the people donated money and materials one after another, hoping to make the heroes who fought for the country have enough to eat within their ability.

A worker took the wages he had just received from the owner of the boat, looked at the baked cakes on the stall, tightened his belt and put a dozen coppers in the donation box, the students did not notice it at all, but Zhang Ziwen saw it clearly.

"Xiaobao, go buy some baked cakes for that old man."

Ma Xiaobao naturally saw it, and hurriedly ran to the baked cake shop to buy a few baked cakes.

"Brother, how is the dock work lately."

Zhang Ziwen stopped the old man, but it was not good to just say, he could only stabilize it first, and the old man who could donate money by himself naturally also had his own dignity, and bluntly said that Zhang Ziwen was afraid of hurting the old man's heart.

"What is the reason for this, sir?"

Zhang Ziwen took a new military uniform in order to go to Lu's house to find Wan Shijiong, Wan Shijiong heard that Zhang Ziwen was going to Lu Qingman's house to hang up Zhang Ziwen's rank of major that Dai Zhiqi did not hang on to Zhang Ziwen, and the old man also had some vision to live on the dock, and knew that Zhang Ziwen was an officer.

"It's not the Chinese New Year right away, my family is doing business, and I want to buy goods from Wuhan."

As soon as Zhang Ziwen spoke, the old man's face darkened, some officers fought for the country, but some officers secretly made a fortune in the country, the old man saw a lot on the dock, of course, he didn't have a good face for the officer in front of him.

But out of fear, he didn't dare to leave, so he had to tell the truth that Ma Xiaobao had bought the baked cakes back.

"Brother, you see that I can't eat so much alone, so I'll give you two, how about the reward for asking you about things."

The old man had already swallowed several times when he smelled the aroma of the baked cakes, but who knew what the officer in front of him had in mind, and would rather be hungry than reply.

Zhang Ziwen felt that something was wrong when he saw that the old man didn't accept the baked cake, ordinary people would not refuse, and a baked cake was not worth a few dollars.

"Didn't the old brother think of me as a black-hearted officer, did he?"

When the old man heard Zhang Ziwen's words, he thought to himself why if you didn't inquire about the dock. Zhang Ziwen saw that the old man's face changed, and he knew that the old man regarded him as a black-hearted officer.

"Brother has you heard of the 103rd Division?"

The 103rd Division was stationed in Huangpi for more than two months, and this place in Wuhan is still more or less known.

"103rd Division? The 103rd Division from the Hankou dock to Yueyang in the middle of the month? ”

Zhang Ziwen was overjoyed when he heard the old man say that the 103rd Division had withdrawn to Pingjiang, as long as he knew, it would be easy to do.

"My brother still remembers that there was a 103rd Division in Huangpi from June to August last year."

The old man nodded, and Zhang Ziwen continued.

"That old brother still remembers how many people were left when the 103rd Division was withdrawn in the middle of the month."

"I didn't look closely, but it was estimated that there were five or six hundred people."

Zhang Ziwen told the old man about the beating of more than 10,000 people in the 103rd Division to only more than 500 people, and the old man took Zhang Ziwen's baked cakes.

"Sir, take pity on you, you ran out of Guizhou with hard work, more than 10,000 descendants, I have suffered you."

Zhang Ziwen felt sad as long as he mentioned the dead brothers, more than 10,000 lives, more than 10,000 brothers are fellow villagers, how can they not be sad.

"My brother didn't have much money just now, how could he donate it all."

"Alas, I don't have a lot of money, the boss gave so much, I will carry more in the afternoon to earn more and donate, I can't suffer the future life of the front line."

The old man's words made Zhang Ziwen even more uncomfortable, Zhang Ziwen originally wanted to remind the old man to keep the money for dinner, but he didn't expect the old man to think that he had donated less.

"Brother come to eat another one, I don't have a good appetite and can't eat it."

Zhang Ziwen saw that the two baked cakes handed over to the old man had finished eating, and the old man didn't seem to be full, so he handed the baked cakes in his hand as a cover.

The old man is not a fool, and he still doesn't understand that the officer in front of him is a good person, so he swallowed and took Zhang Ziwen's cake, and the old man picked up the cake and walked to the opposite side to give it to a beggar.

Ma Xiaobao saw that Zhang Ziwen kindly bought baked cakes for the old man, and the old man got up without saying thank you, but was about to say something but was stopped by Zhang Ziwen.

The old man gave the bread to the beggar opposite because the beggar was a mute, and not many people liked the beggar in the first place, let alone a dumb beggar, if it weren't for the old man's steamed bun every day, he would have starved to death.

The beggar took the cake and ate it, the old man turned around and thanked Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen nodded and was about to leave.

Zhang Ziwen heard a noise behind him, and turned around to see that the old man just now was pulling the beggar, and the beggar was desperately walking towards the donation box.

"What are you doing, don't get in the way, everyone still has to donate things."

Zhang Ziwen watched the student scolding the old man, and the old man pulled the beggar and hurriedly apologized to the student, feeling a little uncomfortable, and looked back to see what was going on.

"They didn't do anything, did they scold you as a student like this, and forgot your school's motto?"

The predecessor of Wuhan University, National Wuchang Sun Yat-sen University, set the motto in 1919: Pu, Cheng and Yong.

Because Lu Qingman is a student of Wuhan University, Zhang Ziwen also learned more about Wuhan University, and when he heard Zhang Ziwen's words, he didn't know whether he was afraid of Zhang Ziwen's identity as an officer or remembered the Pu character in his school motto, but the student didn't dare to talk.

"Dude, what's wrong?"

Zhang Ziwen planned to ask what was going on, but it was better to figure it out.

"He ran this way, I was afraid that he would be stupid, so I stopped him, and I don't know what he was going to do."

The old man was worried that the beggar would rob him of the money in the donation box.

"Let him go first, nothing will happen to me here."

When the old man heard Zhang Ziwen's words, he let go of the beggar, and the beggar continued to walk towards the donation box, and the old man wanted to hold the beggar again, Ma Xiaobao stepped forward to block the old man, and the old man had to give up.

Because Zhang Ziwen didn't dare to drive the beggar, the student had to let him go to the donation box, and what the beggar did shocked everyone.

The beggar walked to the donation box, and with his dirty hands, he took out three coppers from the cotton clothes that he had not recognized the color and put them into the donation box, and then turned around and smirked at Zhang Ziwen.

At this moment, everyone present had an indescribable emotion in their hearts, guilt, sadness, grief and indignation, ....... There is not a word that can express the emotions in the hearts of those present at this moment, the emotional girl has already left tears, Zhang Ziwen's eyes seem to be in the sand, and he is a little uncomfortable.

"Folks, thank you, although I am not on the front line now, I want to thank you on behalf of the brothers on the front line."

Zhang Ziwen couldn't express the emotions in his heart, so he could only keep thanking him with tears, and the scene just now and the current scene were put into the film by inconspicuous reporters.

"Brother, I have money but there are other uses, it's not safe for you to hold too much money, you can take these ten oceans."

Zhang Ziwen took ten yuan from Ma Xiaobao, hoping that the old man and the beggar could live better.

"This can't be done, you eat as soldiers, this is in exchange for your life, I don't want it, if I don't get old, I will also go to the front line to fight devils."

The old man didn't take it, Zhang Ziwen couldn't finally drop to two pieces of the old man to take it, these two pieces of ocean are the money to buy lives in the Sichuan army, and the same is true for the Guizhou troops except for the 103rd Division.