"The leader of the Soviet revolution may have involuntarily spoken the truth when he described the national socialist revolution as a counter-Renaissance movement. It was a decisive step in the destruction of the civilization that modern man had built from the Renaissance onwards, especially the individualistic civilization. Individualism has a bad reputation today, and the word is associated with egoism and selfishness. But what we call individualism, as opposed to socialism and collectivism in all its forms, has no necessary connection with these things. Individualism, which was based on classical philosophy, was first fully developed during the Renaissance and has since grown and developed into Western civilization as we know it. The basic characteristic of this individualism is to respect the individual as a human being; It is to admit the supremacy of his views and interests within his own boundaries. Even though this range may be narrowly constricted; That is, the belief that people should develop their own talents and hobbies. ”

"The gradual shift from a strictly organized hierarchy to another in which people can at least try to create their own lives, have the opportunity to understand and choose different ways of life, and this transformation is closely related to the development of commerce. With the development and spread of commerce, the new outlook on life is firmly rooted in places that are not suppressed by [***] political forces. In these places, it has long been fully developed and, for the first time, has had the opportunity to grow freely, becoming the basis of the socio-political life of these countries. It began to spread to the West and the East in a fully developed form, to the New World. ”

"The general direction of social development throughout the history of the modern world has been to free the individual from the fetters of habits and conventions which bind him in his ordinary activities. As for the conscious recognition that the spontaneous and unfettered efforts of the individual can produce a complex order of economic activity, this can only be achieved after there has been some progress in this development. The ensuing systematic argument in favour of economic freedom is the result of the free development of economic activity, which in turn is an unplanned and unforeseen by-product of political freedom. ”

"The greatest result of the emancipation of the vitality of the individual is the astonishing development of science, which marched with individual freedom from Europe to the Americas, Asia, and beyond. Science has liberated the productive forces and changed the face of the world over the past 150 years. It can be said that the emancipation of individual vitality has contributed to the development of world civilization. In order to maintain the fruits of personal vitality and liberation, it is necessary to cook openly. ”

"Science and the modern open cooking system are the inventions of the two geniuses of modern human society, and they are extremely valuable; Unfortunately, since the October uprisings, the system of boiling has been lightly overthrown along with the rule of the bourgeoisie, and the basic content of the boiling has been overthrown, replaced by the so-called "Bolshevik boiling" and "popular cooking" with empty terms with no real content. ”

"It is not just a historical phenomenon of a particular era, it is not just a form of bourgeois rule in a certain era that is outdated, if it means that cooking is outdated and gone forever, and at the same time it can be said that politics and the state are also outdated or dead. The Soviet leaders always insisted that cooking was only the form of bourgeois rule, and that the Bolsheviks' form of government should only be read and should not be boiled openly. To say that Stalin's sins have nothing to do with the Bolshevik system of reading talents, that is, to say that Stalin's sins are not due to the violation of the basic elements of the Ming Cooking system in the Soviet system since the October uprising, because these violations of [***] system were not created by Stalin, but because Stalin's personal mind was particularly bad, and this is entirely an idealist opinion. All the evils of Stalin were the development of the logic of the Bolshevik system of reading talents, and what of Stalin's evils did not happen by virtue of the secret police power in the Soviet Union since the October uprisings, and that there was no party outside the party, no factions in the party, and no freedom of thought, press, strike, and election? Therefore, it is unacceptable to blame Stalin for all the bad things in the Soviet Union, and not to blame the poor system of reading talents in the Soviet Union, as if everything in the Soviet Union is good as long as Stalin is removed. ”

"Therefore, we should reflect on ourselves and draw a lesson, the Soviet Union is the abyss of sin. If we do not look for the roots, but just close our eyes to Stalin, we will never be enlightened, and this view will be mistaken for future generations! Because if one Stalin falls, there will be countless more Stalins in Russia and other countries! In the Soviet Union after the October uprisings, it was clear that it was the Soviet system of reading that produced Stalin, not that Stalin gave rise to the Soviet system of reading. That is why we should eliminate such a criminal country as the USSR. ”

"When the Bolsheviks came to power, they had in their hands the weapons of big state-owned industry, the army, the police, the courts, and the Soviet electoral law. You don't know how to read to make it like a sharp blade, you will use it to kill others today, and you will use it to kill yourself tomorrow. The absurd view that the Bolsheviks raised the system of reading talents to the sky and scolded Ming Cook as worse than shit, with the authority of the October riots, spread to the whole world, the first to adopt this view was Mussolini, the second was Hitler, the first to advocate the reading of talent system - the Soviet Union, even more intensified, all kinds of evil, since then the worship of the children and grandchildren of the reading of talent has been widespread all over the world. Moscow, Berlin, Rome, these three bastions of reaction, turned the modern era into a new Middle Ages, they tried to turn thinking human beings into thoughtless robot cows and horses, with the whip of the reader, if human beings are powerless to overthrow these three reactionary fortresses, they can only become the fate of robots. Therefore, all the struggles in the world at present must be linked to the overthrow of these three bastions of reaction in order to be meaningful, otherwise any nice term, such as the Bolshevik revolution and the national revolution, will unintentionally help these three bastions of reaction to consolidate and expand their power. ”

"Nowadays, in our new era of scientific prosperity and the concept of Ming Cooking, religious superstitions should disappear as soon as possible, and I hope that everyone can wake up to the fact that the evil country of the Soviet Union will not disappear for a day. Now we have achieved a preliminary victory in this great war, and although we have sacrificed a lot, it is worth it, and in order for our children and grandchildren to be free from the ravages of [***] demon kings like Stalin in the future, no matter how great the difficulties, we must persevere! Victory will eventually belong to the great Chinese people! ”

Yang Shuoming's TV speech was over, and soon, thunderous applause resounded all around.

Soviet front, Chinese logistics base, field hospital.

The rainy season has arrived, and the heavy rain has been falling non-stop every now and then. Yang Maode has been in the hospital for 13 days, and his leg injury has healed, but the splint on his hand has not been removed. According to the military doctor, he will be discharged from the hospital in three or four days.

Yang Maode walked around when he was idle, and Yu Buyun of the radar unit was found by Yang Maode. However, his injuries do not appear to be light, and it will take more than ten days to be discharged from the hospital. Seeing Yang Maode, Yu Buyun was overjoyed, and pulled Yang Maode to talk endlessly. After dinner in the evening, Yang Maode came to Yu Buyun's bedside to chat with him. Yang Maode found a newly wounded soldier on the hospital bed next to him, and listened to Yu Buyun say that it seemed to be a technician of an artillery unit; He had just been sent over in the morning, and he was injured by a sneak attack by an aerial rocket fired by an enemy plane, and he was the only one left in the entire squad.

When Yang Maode was asking Yu Buyun about electronic countermeasures, a female lieutenant and a head nurse came to the bedside of the new soldier next to Yang Maode, as if they were visiting him.

Both of them looked at the soldier who was still unconscious, and after a while began to talk softly, and the voice of the female lieutenant was particularly pleasant.

"It's not life-threatening, is it?" The female lieutenant asked.

"Probably not, now we're going to observe every hour. The danger period has passed, and all the shrapnel in Xiao Sheng's chest has been removed. The main thing is that I lost too much blood, but fortunately the rescue was timely. Now it's time to be careful not to develop hydropleural effusion. The head nurse said.

"That's good!" The female lieutenant said happily.

"During this period, there have been quite a few casualties in our electronic countermeasures and air defense forces. In the past few days, we have received dozens of wounded. The head nurse said.

"Yes! At present, our electronic countermeasures and air defense units are the enemy's key targets, and I have heard that the enemy has received help from the Germans and has added a lot of new weapons and equipment, and the enemy will not be able to sleep well for a day if he cannot destroy us. Oh, you still have a lot to do, so you don't have to accompany me. I'll just be here alone. The female lieutenant said.

"Okay, Lieutenant Murong, I won't accompany you. Good bye. The head nurse left with that.

The female lieutenant sat quietly alone in the corner of the hospital bed, staring at the soldier who was still unconscious.

While the female lieutenant turned her face, Yang Maode looked at her in the dim light.

When he saw her side clearly, Yang Maode couldn't help but be stunned. It was a sculptural face! A tall and straight nose, a pair of eyes like clear deep pools, long eyelashes, and two beautiful slender moth eyebrows, curly and shiny short hair curled up at the corners of the lips. In an instant, Yang Maode felt that his surroundings seemed to become brighter, and an elegant and beautiful feeling suddenly surged into Yang Maode's heart. The dimly lit ward, which I had felt uncomfortable just a moment ago, suddenly seemed to have an intoxicating atmosphere, and the whispers of the people around me seemed to be like soft silk floating in a warm and cheerful river. Yang Maode held his breath, for fear that the sudden sound would startle the swan away.

Leaning against the guardrail of the hospital bed, Yang Maode quietly watched as the beautiful goddess covered the soldier with her slender fingers. Yang Maode suddenly felt a longing, longing that he was the warrior lying on the bed, feeling the breath beside her.

"Hey! Why don't you speak? Yu Buyun looked at Yang Maode for a long time and didn't make a sound. Pushed Yang Maode.

The female lieutenant surnamed Murong heard the voice and turned her head to look at them, and Yang Maode was unexpectedly discovered by her. The lieutenant noticed that a wounded man was staring at her intently, and shyly looked away.

Yang Maode was pushed by Yu Buyun, and suddenly said incoherently: "No, I didn't do anything, I'm in a daze." After being discovered by the female lieutenant, Yang Maode stared at her, Yang Maode didn't dare to look back, feeling his tongue dry in the dark, and his palms were oozing sweat.

Yu Buyun looked at Yang Maode suspiciously, looked up at the female lieutenant again, and then turned his head and showed a sly smile at Yang Maode.

After being seen through, Yang Maode quietly grimaced at Yu Buyun. Yu Buyun whispered in Yang Maode's ear: "It's so beautiful!" ”

Although he didn't look at the female lieutenant, Yang Maode could still feel her crampedness. After a while, the female lieutenant got up and quietly left the tunnel.

Seeing her beautiful back disappear into the night, Yang Maode couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Which unit is this female lieutenant from?" You know? ”

"I don't know, but this wounded soldier is a soldier of the electronic warfare unit of the 41st Brigade of the 2nd Motorized Infantry Division." Yu Buyun replied.

"The 41st Brigade of the 121st Motorized Infantry Division of the 2nd Army, surnamed Murong." Yang Maode thought silently in his heart.

Late at night, when Yang Maode lay on the bed and recalled the wonderful chance encounter in the evening, he not only smiled bitterly. At such a time, in this kind of place, Yang Maode actually thinks about the beautiful female lieutenant! Such a good girl in an army full of young men must have a whole bunch of people chasing, maybe she already has a boyfriend, maybe she is already married. In any case, a four-eyed skinny field chicken in his early 20s like Yang Maode will not have a chance. Forget it, don't think about her.

Yang Maode's mind was still churning with the female lieutenant's intoxicating face all night, and Yang Maode lost sleep. For some reason, whenever the shadow of the female lieutenant appears, Yang Maode always reminds Yang of the beautiful tune of "Swan Lake".

Three days before he was discharged from the hospital, Yang Maode ran to Yu Buyun's bed when he was free, hoping to meet her here. It's a pity that Yang Maode missed her twice.

He will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and Yang Maode has been busy all day sorting out things. In the evening, Yang Maode came to Yu Buyun to accompany him for the last time. Of course, I also want to see that beautiful female lieutenant again.

"You're going to be discharged tomorrow?" Yu Buyun was obviously very unhappy to see his old friend leave.

"Yes! But you don't have to be upset. You'll be able to be discharged from the hospital in no time. Yang Maode said with a smile.

"Alas! I wonder if we'll ever see each other again? Yu Buyun didn't look very good.

"Xiaoyu, is there anyone else in your family? Where are you now? In order to break the dull atmosphere, Yang Maode asked.

"There's mom and dad, and grandparents. All in Xi'an. Yu Buyun said.

"Do you know how to play the harmonica?" Yu Buyun suddenly asked Yang Maode.

"Absolutely! How, you have? Yang Maode replied with a smile.

"This is what Lao Liu left me." Yu Buyun took out an echo harmonica from his clothes.

Yang Maode held the harmonica and didn't make a sound for half a sound.

Thinking of the old chief who had already died, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Will it be the theme song of "In That Far Away Place"? Is that the one that Lao Liu blows? Blow it to me. Yu Buyun saw Yang Maode nodding and began to urge Yang Maode.

Yang Maode began to pour out this sad piece in the low register of the harmonica.

This is a song that belongs to the night, Yang Maode first heard this song when Yang Maode was still in elementary school, Yang Maode only listened to it once and was deeply moved by it. It was a lonely time, and Yang Maode liked to climb the trees alone at night and quietly whistle these sad songs. I didn't expect to relive here today.

A low tune was slowly flowing in the ward. The warriors stopped whispering and listened quietly. It was a brutal war time, and it was a great pleasure to be able to listen to music here.

"Let's do it again!" After listening, Yu Buyun began to beg Yang Maode to play other songs.

"Yang Maode will only be our Chinese, is that okay?" Yang Maode said.

"As long as you think it sounds good." Yu Buyun began to urge.

Yang Maode found those sad and sweet tunes one by one in his mind, from "Lijiang Song", "Returning Swallow", "Rolling Red Dust", ...... Yang Maode was blowing to the fighters all night.

Before dawn in the morning, Yang Maode and Jiang Shan, who were discharged from the hospital together, set off with more than a dozen soldiers who had recovered from their injuries and were discharged from the hospital. They walked across a winding dirt road to the registration site for the unit's wounded officers and soldiers, two kilometers from the hospital. The sun did not come out, and the exit of the mountain tunnels was shrouded in fog, and fresh and wet mist drifted in from the mountains from time to time. Everyone greedily inhaled the mist. After staying in the hospital for more than ten days, everyone seemed to be suffocated.

The officers at the registration station were already waiting there, and Yang Maode and the others began to register busily as soon as they arrived.

"Is your soldier badge still there?" An officer, about forty years old, asked Yang Maode.

Yang Maode handed the identity card to the officer.

The officer took Yang Maode's ID card and glanced at it, and was stunned for a moment, "You are Yang Maode!" I know you. ”

This time it was Yang Maode's turn to be stunned.

"You were wounded while guarding Heights 197. I didn't expect you to be alive. You're already a battle hero. It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Dong Xinran. The officer was busy shaking hands with Yang Maode.

"Huh! It's nothing, there are just a few more enemies in Zai. Yang Maode smiled and shook hands with Lao Dong.

"Do you have a staffing now?" Dong Xinran asked with concern.

"No, I'm on the battlefield to rescue the wounded." Yang Maode said.

"Oh, then I'll arrange you to be the deputy platoon commander of the second company of the third battalion of the second brigade of the 189th division, how about it?" Lao Dong looked up and asked Yang Maode after checking the vacancy list for half a day.

"Lao Dong, please take a look at the 41st Army's 121st Motorized Infantry Division 2nd Brigade is short of people? I want to go there. Yang Maode remembered the beautiful Lieutenant Murong and asked hurriedly.

"121 Brigade of the 2nd Division? Do you have comrades there? Lao Donghu looked at Yang Maode suspiciously, and looked down at the list.

(To be continued)