On November 1, 1937, at six o'clock in the morning, the sky and the earth were still immersed in darkness and coldness, and the sharp whistle tore through the darkest sky before dawn.

The White Russian soldier, who was standing there with his rifle and sentry, but was napping against a big tree, shuddered violently. He rubbed his loose eyes, watching as the sharp whistle sounded, the military camp he was familiar with like a garbage dump had a strange biological power in an instant.

I don't know how many people ran out of the barracks, no one spoke, there was no noise, and the whole empty camp, only heavy footsteps rose and fell here, and quickly gathered towards a figure standing in the center of the barracks, holding a whistle in his right hand and a cane in his left hand.

The White Russian soldier, looking at the figures gathered together, as heavy as a mountain in the dark, with unpredictable attacks and counterattacks, took a deep breath and suddenly let out a hysterical scream: "Alarm, the [***] people have mutinied, they are going to escape!" ”

Those more than 30 Russian soldiers who had become accustomed to facing a tattered camp that had no military value, and certainly could not be attacked by anything, had become accustomed to doing nothing every day, drinking and chatting with women every day, threw away the wine bottles in their hands, shook their heads that were still a little dizzy and dazed, and rushed out of the warm barracks under the leadership of the squad leader who had just jumped out of a woman's arms, while tying his trouser belt.

When this group of disheveled soldiers, raising the weapons in their hands, rushed to the place in the barracks that can be called a camp, they looked at the more than 300 Chinese [***] people who were still immersed in the darkness, neatly arranged in four rows as a company, standing quietly on the field, and being inspected by the head of Xie Jinyuan, these White Russian soldiers were stunned.

"Yes, it only took two minutes and fifty-seven seconds from the time I blew the whistle to the time when everyone gathered." Xie Jinyuan's eyes shone brightly in the darkness, and he shouted loudly: "But what's wrong with you now, look at all of you who are depressed and don't have any spirit, the soldiers led by Xie Jinyuan have no guns in their hands to strengthen their courage, have they all become defeated roosters?" ”

Xie Jinyuan took out a note from his pocket in front of everyone and said, "We have handed over all the guns in our hands, but I want to remind you again that we are not captured by the enemy!" This is the receipt that Lieutenant Colonel Smith personally typed for us, and every gun, every grenade, every bullet, and every bayonet we handed over was clearly recorded on it. When we leave this barracks and return to the main army, we will use this note to get our weapons and ammunition back. Everything is recorded here in black and white, and no one can think of losing our account! ”

Everyone's eyes fell on the note in Xie Jinyuan's hand, which was the work that Xie Jinyuan handed over to the deputy battalion commander before giving the order to hand over the gun. Maybe now this note has become meaningless, but the eyes of the more than 300 [***] people standing in front of Xie Jinyuan lit up, and they all slowly straightened their waists under Xie Jinyuan's gaze.

"Look, what does this military camp we are stationed in look like?"

Without waiting for the subordinates in front of him to answer, Xie Jinyuan said loudly: "There is barbed wire here, there are fully armed guards, of course it looks like a prisoner of war camp!" And we look like a group of prisoners of war who were sent here by the British [***] team to be held in custody! ”

"But I want to ask you to think about it, we have fought fiercely with the Yue army on the battlefield in the north of the box for three months without taking a step back, we are only more than 300 people, and we can even rush out of the encirclement of tens of thousands of well-trained troops, we may be trapped by a mere 30 people, a light machine gun, erected by a layer of barbed wire, and a wall that will fall down at the first push? Now that we have come here, sooner or later, we will walk out in a dignified manner, take this note in my hand, and take back our weapons! ”

Xie Jinyuan pointed to the barbed wire fence around him and shouted loudly: "I don't know how long we are going to stay here, we are unarmed here, and even the national flag of our own country is not allowed to be hoisted." But it doesn't matter......"

Xie Jinyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to his heart, and shouted: "Because each of us here has a national flag that will never fall, let alone fade!" Now I will lead you to raise the flag in our hearts! ”

More than 30 Russian soldiers from the White Army stood quietly between the sky and the earth surrounded by barbed wire, quietly watching the officers and men of the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division under the leadership of Xie Jinyuan, facing the east together, raising their right hands, and saluting them with the most sincere military salute to the slowly rising morning sun in the east.

Although these [***] people are unarmed, and although they have completely lost even the most basic personal freedom, for some reason, more than 30 White Russian soldiers clearly feel the power that can only be described as great from these [***] people.

When more than 300 Chinese [***] people began to line up in a neat queue in the barracks and conduct queue exercises in a company, as the commander's command of "one, two, three, four" sounded, everyone straightened their necks, they were yelling hard, they were screaming desperately, they were just using such roars and screams to vent their emotions and relieve their tension.

As the loud slogans were raised again and again over the barracks, more than 300 people raised their feet together, and then fell neatly together, stepping on the hard ground, making a "poof" sound.

It was in such heavy and powerful footsteps, that is, in the sound of slogans shouted again and again, whether it was a veteran of a hundred battles, or a recruit who had just joined the army and participated in the defense of the Sixing Warehouse, they couldn't help but straighten their waists, and everyone felt as if they were surrounded by something with a fiery temperature.

If you have to define this kind of thing, it is the fearless team spirit that Xie Jinyuan, the dual leader of spirit and substance, has given to this army!

(To be continued)