Cheng Nan gently stroked the scar on Tao Zhiguo's wrist that was burned by mustard gas, and listened to her husband's story gently.

Under the comfort of his wife, Tao Zhiguo's originally excited and sad mood gradually calmed down.

"You shouldn't have told you these horrible things." Tao Zhiguo glanced at his wife a little apologetically and said.

"Let's go." Cheng Nan smiled, pulled her husband up, she held her husband's arm tightly, and the two walked out of the teaching building slowly.

Outside, the campus is sunny, with birds singing and flowers, like a fairyland.

After leaving the campus, Tao Zhiguo drove his wife back to his residence, and then drove alone to the factory of a chemical plant in Binhai Industrial Park.

At the parking lot, after Tao Zhiguo parked the car, he looked up at the inconspicuous-looking building, helped his glasses, and walked through the gate.

A doorman in a black suit appeared at the door, and Tao Zhiguo handed him a document with a chemical flask and a particle halo in his hand, and after careful inspection, the other party gave him a friendly smile and opened the building's electric door for him.

Tao Zhiguo came to the hall, looked around, and came to an elevator, the iron fence door of the elevator opened, he walked in with several other people, and the iron fence door was closed immediately.

At their feet, a huge hand was imprinted, holding a flask, the pattern was almost exactly the same as the pattern on Tao Zhiguo's certificate, but on this flask, there was a skull label indicating "danger".

Yanjing, the building of the Ministry of Finance of the Republic of China

Yang Shuoming, who finished a day's work, walked to his car, the driver opened the door for him, Yang Shuoming sat in, the driver closed the door, and started the car randomly.

At this time, it was getting late, but the street was still very lively, and the lights were bright everywhere, and seeing that there were many more electric lights in Yanjing City than before, Yang Shuoming nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, he subconsciously reviewed the development plan of China's power industry.

The construction of China's large-scale hydropower stations has begun in full swing.

The car was slowly moving forward on the street, and fireworks were suddenly set off in the distance, and fireworks rockets flew into the air, accompanied by the sound of explosions, emitting brilliant colored flames, attracting the attention of a large number of passers-by.

Yang Shuo looked at the rockets fixedly, remembering the papers on "rocket power" that he had written from the newly established "Academy of Science and Technology of the Republic of China" to the major scientific and technological laboratories in China, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile of relief.

Thinking of the subtle impact of the papers and works in various scientific fields that he wrote with the "supercomputer eye" on the Chinese intellectual circles, he felt a faint sense of pleasure in his heart.

It is an indisputable fact that China's scientific and technological level lags far behind that of the West, and there are blanks in many fields, so it is necessary to lay a foundation from scratch. In order to allow China to establish its own science and technology industrial system as soon as possible, Yang Shuoming came up with various methods, and tried to combine the actual situation of China in this era, and impart the scientific and technological knowledge in the "supercomputer eye" to the people who need it most, which is an important method for him to "open the cheat" in this era.

The car quickly drove to Yang Shuoming's mansion and stopped, Yang Shuoming got out of the car and entered the house, Huang Yunzhi, who had been waiting for him to come back, saw Yang Shuoming come in and immediately greeted him.

"Why don't you sleep at such a late hour?" Yang Shuoming asked with a smile and held her hand.

"Zhaozhong, this kid, I'm going to wait for you to come back, tell him a story, and then go to sleep." Huang Yunzhi pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "There is also Zhaohua, who also lies on his bed and refuses to leave, waiting for you to come back." ”

"Zhaohua's mother is back?" Yang Shuoming turned his head to look, but he didn't see the figure of Fu Zhuoyao, the mother of his second son, and asked casually.

"She just came back from Jiangxi, she was a little tired, and she had already fallen asleep." Huang Yunzhi showed a teasing smile and replied.

"Oh." Yang Shuoming nodded, and came to the bedroom with his beloved wife, and when he reached the door, he heard the laughter of the two boys inside.

"Daddy's back!" The eldest son, Yang Zhaozhong, was the first to sense his father's breath, and immediately jumped up from the bed, wanting to get out of bed, but was stopped by Xi Xue on the side.

"Beware of catching a cold." Xi Xue tucked him back into the quilt and glanced back at Yang Shuoming deeply, revealing a happy smile.

"Daddy tell me a story!" The second son, Yang Zhaohua, leaned out of the quilt and opened his arms to Yang Shuoming.

Yang Shuoming came to the bed with a smile, hugged him, and gently stroked the faces of the two children with his hands, his heart was full of warmth.

"It's getting late, have you figured out the words?" Huang Yunzhi smiled and glanced at Xi Xue and said, "If you can't tell it, they won't be able to spare you tonight." ”

Yang Shuoming's story is one of the children's "bedtime homework".

Yang Shuoming smiled, at this time after listening to his mother's words, the two children had quieted down, and the four big black eyes were staring at their father tightly, ready to listen.

Yang Shuoming looked at his two sons and pondered the topic of tonight's story. In order to "educate and entertain", most of the stories he tells children are related to science and technology, in addition to traditional myths and legends.

Yang Shuoming's gaze inadvertently fell on the Duobao Pavilion not far away, and in a small lattice above, there was a traditional Indian magic pestle made of gold and various colored jewels (used to ward off evil spirits).

This exquisite and luxurious treasure suddenly brought Yang Shuoming inspiration, and the story he told the children today had a title.

"You know the country of India, right? It is located in the south of Asia, and it is also an ancient civilization like our China. More than 5,000 years ago, the Indian subcontinent had ancient ancestors with a profound classical culture. There are two famous epics in India, one is called "Mahabharata" and the other is called "Ramayana", which are extensive and all-encompassing, do you know the powerful Monkey King in "Journey to the West"? In fact, in "Ramayana", there is also a monkey Hanuman who is almost the same as Sun Wukong, and some scholars say that this may be the prototype of Sun Wukong. ”

"The Ramayana, translated into Chinese, is the Adventures of Rama, which tells the story of the joys and sorrows of the hero Rama and his wife Sita. The main content of the epic "Mahabharata" is to describe the war between the two branches of the Bharata tribe in ancient India, the Kulu and the Pandu. The scale of the war was enormous, and many kings and gods took part in the battles on both sides, and the severity of the war was rare in the world. According to the research of historians, there is a certain factual background to this war, and it is very likely that it actually happened. ”

Just in recent years, some scholars have re-read the epic and found that it describes a variety of high-tech weapons and flying machines. These weapons and flying machines far surpassed the time when ancient poetry was produced, and even today they seem to be very advanced. ”

"In the description of the ancient poem, there is a particularly terrible weapon forbidden by the gods called 'Ernia', which is a 'smokeless missile' that no one can escape on the battlefield. The sight of this weapon is this, 'It breathes fire, but it has no smoke, and it is infinitely powerful.' Suddenly, a gale blew and clouds and mist churned. The sun seemed to shake in the air, dropping a lot of dust and sand...... The earth was scorched and trembled. The elephants were scorched by the heat, and the other animals fell to the ground and died. The flames rolled. Trees fell in rows like forest fires. Dense tongues of fire continued to rain down from all directions. Thousands of combat vehicles were destroyed...... The bodies of the fallen were burned to pieces by the terrible heat, like charred tree trunks. We've never seen such a terrible weapon before......'"

"What kind of weapon is this? So powerful? Yang Zhao was brought into that wonderful world by his father's narration, his bright black eyes widened, and he muttered.

"You know, although this ancient Indian narrative poem is fixed in the 5th century, the heroes and war stories in it are based on historical facts between about 1400 BC and 1000 BC. The historical facts recorded in the book predate the time when the book was written nearly 2,000 years ago. But the scene described in the poem could not have been from that era. ”

Hearing Yang Shuoming's words, the eyes of Huang Yunzhi and Xi Xue, who were accompanying him, also flashed with surprise.

Yang Shuoming noticed the expressions on their faces and couldn't help but smile slightly.

In fact, in Yang Shuoming's view, the scene of weapon explosions described in this ancient epic is very similar to the ultra-high temperature fire caused by a nuclear explosion.

"The text in the epic describing the scenes of the war also mentions that Arjuna flew swiftly on his 'Vimana', a weapon capable of flying in the sky, and threw a projectile full of cosmic power at three cities of the Virishni and Andaka. In an instant, a wisp of white smoke rose from the ground, shining as brightly as ten thousand suns. This secret weapon, known as the Iron Thunderbolt, reduces all enemies to ashes. The bodies were burned beyond recognition, and the hair and nails of the living were all gone. The food was contaminated, and the people who ate it were poisoned. The warriors jumped into the stream to wash themselves and their armor clean. ”

"What the hell is that 'Vimana'? Is it an airplane? Yang Zhaozhong asked again.

"The poem says about 'Vimana': With the help of mercury and a strong propulsive current, 'Vimana' determined the course of the voyage in nine days. Its flight range can be infinite, and the flight direction can be from top to bottom, bottom to top, and back to front. ”

Arjuna boarded the sun-shaped spaceship and began to fly away. When he reached a place that mortals couldn't see, he found hundreds of other ships. In this place, neither the sun nor the moon shines, let alone torches. The huge celestial bodies here are the stars that are observed on the ground. They look like little more than distant lamps on the ground......"

Listening to Yang Shuoming's narration, Huang Yunzhi and Xi Xue were also deeply fascinated.

The two of them didn't know that what Yang Shuoming said about the voyage of the spacecraft in the epic was actually a very accurate description of outer space after flying out of the atmosphere. If the eyewitnesses had not personally experienced such a flight, it would have been impossible to write such realistic details based on their personal imagination alone.

Looking at the little faces of the two children full of curiosity, Yang Shuoming's heart felt very happy, because he knew that he had sown the fire of scientific exploration into the hearts of the two children.

And his loved ones around him.

At about the same time, on the other side of the world, another person is also sowing another fire into the hearts of countless people whose hearts are full of the flame of revenge.

Berlin, Germany, Center Square.

"Today, we stand here! Stand on the land of the Germans! Stand in Berlin, the land that our ancestors watered with blood and dignity! Behind me, Benjamin? Statue of Martin! He is recognized all over the world as a freedom fighter! He is the light of the whole world! ”

"In front of me, standing is a people, a people groaning in humiliation!"

"After that war, the pride of our nation was gone! The victors rode on our necks and trampled on our dignity, the dignity of the noblest people on the European continent! You tell me, are you choosing to be like Benjamin? Like Martin, be a freedom fighter or a slave?! ”

"You may say: Mr. Hitler, I need a job, a loaf of bread. Yes. You're right, life is so important. But I'm going to tell you. There is one more important thing in this world than life, and that is freedom! That's dignity! ”

"As long as the French flag is flying over Alsace and Lorraine, our dignity does not exist! As long as those French and British are tyrannical on our soil, our dignity will not exist! As long as the map of Europe, the country called Germany is fragmented and weakened. Our dignity does not exist! As long as people from other countries laugh contemptuously when they talk about the word Germany, our dignity does not exist! ”

"What we need, not a loaf of bread! It's a living space! A living space for a nation! This living space is not achieved by begging and protesting, but by iron and blood! ”

"When others insult us, even the weakest people come to trample on us, we only cry: we express strong indignation and protest. Such a person has no bones! Such a person is lowly! We should make the enemy tremble with the deafening roar of artillery! We should crush their dignity, their lives, and let them know that we are not a bunch of cowards who only know how to protest! ”

"You have to remember that a country that only knows how to protest is a country without bones! A political axe that only knows how to protest is a political axe without bones! When our dignity, territory, and living space are trampled on, we don't need the political axe that we shamelessly protest against! You'll abandon them eventually! ”

"I'm proud, among you people. There are very few people who have no bones like this! In front of me is an army with thousands of years of unyielding blood! This blood, once flowed in the veins of our ancestors, and they did not give in! Now, they're bubbling inside our bodies, you tell me. Do you want it to cool down!? ”

Hearing the bearded soldier waving his thin arms, the people listening to the speech in the square invariably let out an angry roar: "I don't want to! Never! ”

"To be able to unite people. There are two things: a common ideal and a common crime. We have the great ideal engraved on the German flag, and we will shed our last drop of blood for this ideal! In today's Berlin. Nothing can save our Motherland, only this ideal! The Treaty of Versailles, a great shame! We have the determination and the reason to refuse to carry it out! Do what you want! Like Benjamin? Martin took up your guns like that, just as he led his countrymen to fight valiantly under the banner of freedom! If you want to fight, go for it! Then I will be able to see if you are 70,000,000 slaves or 70,000,000 unyielding Germans! ”

"What if there is a day, I, Adolf? Hitler, will he be like Benjamin? Martin is at the forefront with the banner that belongs to our Germany! Even if I die in battle, I will enter heaven with a smile! I will meet the glorious ancestors of Germany, I can walk up to the great Frederick the Great with my head held high, and I can proudly say to him: I, your descendants, have not disgraced you, I shed my last drop of blood for the great Germany! ”

"We don't fight for slavery! We fight for freedom! We are not machines, we are not cows and horses, we are people! It's the Germans who never gave in! ”

"We unite in the name of freedom! Fight for a new, fair world! We fight for a job for everyone! Fight for those who enslaved us to get out of the land of the Germans! Fight because we don't need to shout and protest all day! Fight for our dignity! Fight for our promises! ”

"Fight for the liberation of this country! Earmans, we fight for the glory of our ancestors! For our children and grandchildren to be able to proudly proclaim that we are the Germanic people who never give in! ”

"Long live my compatriots, Germany and the German people! Freedom, long live! ”

At this time, in Sanssouci Palace, the German Emperor Ruprecht I listened to the roars of the crowd outside, and his heart was somehow full of foreboding.

"Why don't you arrest this man?" German Prime Minister Prince Max looked at the police commissioner in front of him with some annoyance and asked.

The Superintendent of Police glanced at General Seckert, who was sitting there silently, and did not speak.

(To be continued)