The soldiers soon learned that there were at least 20,000 Mexican troops in front of them, blocking the Qing Protector Army. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The Quartermaster began to distribute more ammunition, one hundred and twenty rifle cartridges for each soldier, four grenades, and gave each of them an envelope, a blank piece of paper, and asked the fighters to write a suicide note, write down the address of the pension and to whom the pension was given.

No one is an exception, soldiers, nurses, hot-blooded youths, American volunteers, and even Wang Yongan also need to write a suicide note.

The dim oil lamp of World War I was placed on the table, Wang Yongan held the pen and didn't know where to start, and after thinking for a long time, he finally decided that if he died, he would hand over everything to his brother Wang Yongtai.

"Brother Yongtai, seeing the words as faces, I don't know if my brother's body is recovered, whether the practice of seven bird boxing is effective, and my brother is looking forward to his brother's health day and night abroad. My brother has been fighting on the land of Mexico for more than half a month, and he has not lived up to his brother's expectations, and he has fought 300 miles against the Czech enemy, which is famous for his fame. However, a few days later, the younger brother will meet the enemy army and fight under the city of Ilapuato, this battle is related to the future of our army, and if he wins, he will force the Mexican opposition army to hand over the murderer, affecting the Mexican civil war. If I lose, my 6,000 Chinese men will be buried in a foreign land. ”

"Hanchen Chen Tang said to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, those who offend my Han Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away. Whoever angers the Chinese will be retributed. The younger brother is not talented, since the age of eighteen he has been protected by his brother, and he has the majesty of today, and his brother is grateful. The younger brother died on the battlefield today, and the only youngest son Cunyi passed on to his brother as a son, hoping to honor his brother as his own father. The younger brother has all the property, which is handed over to the elder brother for safekeeping, and the future will be inherited by Cunyi. ”

"Brother Jingyun Wang Yong'an, Calis Town, Mexico, June 22, Xinhai year, that is, August 16, 1911."

In the noisy barracks, some of the soldiers looked at each other, and many people were at a loss in the face of the request to write a desperate letter, and some even asked: "Then we will send them to death?" ”

"What? Scared? Yu Zuodong pouted and said.

"What did you write, company commander?" Liu Enbo asked.

Ma Bo immediately said: "Company commander, if you read it, let's all study it, otherwise we don't know how to write." ”

"You're a student by yourself, and you don't know how to write a fateful letter? Are you ashamed of you? Yu Zuodong glared at him.

Ma Bo retorted: "But my teacher didn't teach me to write a desperate book." ”

Tu Gui also said: "Yes, company commander, how to write this fateful book, I'm worried to death." ”

Yu Zuodong took out his fateful book, cleared his throat, and the soldiers around him surrounded him, Yu Zuodong said loudly: "My father is above, and an unfilial son cannot be filial to his son, but he is an unfilial son." However, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety can not be both, the country is in trouble, and the husband is responsible, and the expedition of the overseas Chinese army to Mexico is a move that shocks the past and the present, and even if the unfilial son dies in a foreign land, he is also willing. There is only a pension and military salary, and when the unfilial son is filial piety, thank Shuangzun for 27 years of nurturing. If there is an afterlife, the unfilial son is willing to break his bones, and then make a son to Shuangzun, and honor the two elders. ”

After putting away the desperate book, Yu Zuodong sighed and said, "That's all I wrote. ”

Liu Enbo turned his head and wiped his tears, and began to write his fateful book, but it was difficult to write, and he didn't know where to start. Wen Ju sat beside him and said, "Otherwise, write according to the company commander's desperate order." ”

"Okay." Liu Enbo said, and then said: "I envy Jian Shizhen, that kid doesn't have to refuse the letter of life." ”

"According to his character, if he knew that we had written a fateful letter, he would regret his death." Wen Ju couldn't help but smile and said, "This kid has been dishonest since he was a child, otherwise his father wouldn't have let him study literature, and specially let him go to Japan to study medicine. ”

Liu Enbo laughed, his mood was much better, and then they put the written desperate letter in the envelope, wrote the address and recipient, and suddenly said: "I heard that the soldiers who died in this battle should be burned into bones and put in an urn to take back." Wen Ju, in this army, you are one of my few friends, if I die, you will help me send my bones back. ”

Wen Judao: "I'm the same, but if we both die in battle, let Jian Shizhen send it well." ”

"Okay." The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Chunni, see the words as faces, I am already a member of the Overseas Chinese Protector Army, maybe when you see my letter......" someone read aloud, everyone looked over, and saw that it was Ma Bo reading the book of despair, Tu Gui on the side chased after him angrily, pressed him to the ground and beat him violently, and then sealed the book of despair in the midst of everyone's uproar.

Yu Zuodong also laughed and said: "You kid, you have an intention of falling in love at a young age, I am still alone at the age of twenty-seven, which is not as good as you." ”

At this time, Xia Ming, the commander of the seventh battalion, suddenly walked in, and all the soldiers stood up and saluted, Xia Ming said: "Company Commander Yu, organize it, collect the desperate letter as soon as possible, and then organize the soldiers to go to other military camps." ”

"Why?"

"Write a fateful letter for them." Xia Ming said, "Do you think that everyone is like our seventh battalion, all of them are literate students, and many people in other camps can't even write their own names, so you write a desperate letter for them." ”

"Yes."

Xia Ming glanced at everyone again and ordered: "Everyone pay attention, this is a desperate book, maybe it is the last words of their parents when they see their son, so you must be careful, don't be sloppy." ”

"Yes." The soldiers immediately said.

After leaving the first company, Xia Ming went to the second and third companies to order, and then returned to his dormitory, thought for a long time, and got up and went to the field hospital. When I was at the gate of the field hospital, I suddenly heard the nurses crying, some of them couldn't bear it, the little girls experienced this for the first time, it was inevitable that they couldn't accept it, but those nurses and doctors who had participated in the fight against the plague in the Northeast were very calm, and after writing a desperate letter, they comforted the little nurses.

Lu Nan walked out of the room, suddenly saw Xia Ming at the door, laughed and said, "I was about to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come first." ”

"How's it going, is it written?" Xia Ming asked.

Lu Nan nodded and said, "What about you?" ”

Xia Ming said: "It's written." ”

Lu Nan suddenly said: "Don't die, I don't want to be a widow yet, do you know?" In our hometown, this is called a widow, but it is unlucky. ”

Xia Ming laughed and said: "Don't worry, I can't die, I belong to cockroaches, my life is hard, I just want to see you." Lu Nan blushed and snorted, Xia Ming suddenly said: "If we don't fight, let's retire from the army, I don't want to live a frightened life every day." ”

"I'll listen to you." Lu Nan lowered his head and said, "There will definitely be such a day." ”