In September 1891, the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland, welcomed a group of Oriental students, who came to the school wearing a completely different military uniform from the U.S. Navy's uniform, which seemed to be more aesthetically pleasing than the U.S. Navy's uniform. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The arrival of the 25 "Korean" naval cadets was undoubtedly a very new event for the Annapolis Military Academy -- this was the first batch of foreign students accepted by the school, and while the teachers and students of Annapolis were still curiously looking at these "Korean officers" who were extremely serious in class, another group of Oriental officers in British naval uniforms walked into the naval hall, unlike the "Korean" officers with shaved heads, who had braids on the back of their heads.

The two groups of Oriental students who arrived in Annapolis had a total of 57 students, compared with the former and the latter with 32 people, but soon the teachers and students of the Annapolis Naval School noticed the biggest difference between them, most of the students from North Korea were extremely strong, even compared with the Americans, while the latter seemed a little weak, so that many of them had difficulty persevering in the 20,000-foot race.

But the latter also had their merits - they seemed to be smarter, and they were more fluent in English, and in any case both groups had their own merits, and the two groups did not seem to have much contact with each other at first. Although the former is physically strong, most of their English proficiency is average, and it is naturally difficult to study, and the instructors of the school are very despised by the physical fitness of Chinese students with braids, so they put more emphasis on physical training, for which the latter is naturally bitter. So in the face of pressure, the two groups immediately hugged each other. The former asks the latter for English lessons. The latter, on the other hand, learns physical training from the former.

In less than three months, the 57 people scattered in various departments in the school have huddled together, motivating each other to study hard, and even challenging their American classmates in their coursework, so that in the last exam before Christmas, two-thirds of the top 50 students in the school were Chinese students.

The entire Annapolis Military Academy was so amazed that even Alfred, who was the head of the academy, was amazed. Thayer? Mahan personally held a dinner party to receive these "smart Chinese officers" before Christmas. Congratulations to them on their excellent results.

Once during a routine morning run, when after running around the playground for 20 laps, Chen Youquan, who was soaked in sweat, stood on the edge of the playground and saw the sun rising from the sky, he felt that the sky was so blue for the first time, which made him feel better.

He prefers this school to the Tianjin Sailor School, although the school's strict system and harsh regulations make him a little clueless like his classmates. But he still likes the atmosphere here, which is completely different from China, both in the classroom and in life. The Annapolis Military Academy campus is huge, and even after a snowfall, it's always nice to see squirrels running through the snow with acorns in their arms.

But after a brief period of pleasure, there was nothing left. Chen Youquan knows that the United States is not his home, and he will not stay here for long. Two years at the fastest, four years at the slowest, they will leave the United States and return to the Beiyang Navy, they are officers of the Beiyang Navy, and eventually they still need to return to the fleet to serve the country.

The winter sun shines through the window, making people feel lazy, as if the air in the United States is full of confused dust, and the atmosphere in the air is extremely free, and despite the authority of the teacher, the students are encouraged to challenge them, which is very different from the country.

Now, with the start of the long Christmas holidays, the heavy schoolwork is temporarily over, and even the senior students who guide their group of first-grade "rats" have enjoyed the long Christmas holidays, attending various parties and dances, and have no time to ask them. At this time, in this school, it seems that these Chinese students seem to have "nothing to do".

Chen Youquan stood up and closed his eyes and began to "save himself" every day, which is the habit of the Chinese navy students who were not sent to the United States by the Korean Unified Supervision Office, and they would gather together every day in the "five provinces". The "five provinces" instruction was the instruction of the Incheon Naval School, according to their statement, it was learned from Japanese instructors, and it was the instruction of the Japanese Naval Academy of Etajima, which was "taken" by the Japanese instructors to Incheon. Like the rest of his classmates, Chen Youquan accepted the daily "Five Provinces" and is now even following their example privately with some American classmates, and Dean Mahan does not seem to respect the "Five Provinces" directive.

Is it sincere? Are words and deeds shameless? Is there no shortage of energy? No regrets? Don't slack off?

After nearly half an hour of reflection, Chen Youquan found that he seemed to have violated a few rules, he found that he could not be as calm as in the past, facing some things very calmly, and even to some extent very nostalgic for the past days, in the past when he was in Tianjin Water Master School, he would not think about so many problems, and people seemed to be happier.

But now, his mood seems a little heavy, he feels that he should cheer up and put his spirit into studying, but every time he thinks about the future he will face in a few years, his mood immediately becomes a little heavy!

Who am I?

Who am I?

It was a question, a question he had never thought about before, but now it was a question that kept bothering him through an exchange with another group of classmates who had cut off their braids.

I am Han, why should I be loyal to the Manchus?

Whenever he thinks of this question, he thinks of the atrocities recorded in the "Ten Diaries of Yangzhou", the oppression of his ancestors, he is breathless, and serving the court has changed from a matter of course to a question.

He knew that he would grow up here, for the prosperity of the motherland, but the Qing Dynasty was his motherland? Was the emperor of the Manchus the emperor of China? Questions like these bothered him so much that he couldn't study with peace of mind, and countless times, he wanted to ask those classmates how they did it, and although they knew that they would encounter many difficulties and setbacks in the future, no matter what, they would not stop. Can. He couldn't.

He knows. If you are not confused today, there will be hope tomorrow.

But now, he is in a state of confusion.

Staring at the ceiling, apart from the cupboards, beds and chairs configured by the school, Chen Youquan didn't add anything to the room! There are no calligraphy or paintings on the walls, no ornaments on the tables, and no books on the shelves...... In fact, the regulations were not accurate, and he hung those calligraphy and paintings that "added the fragrance of books".

Chen Youquan narrowed his eyes and felt a heaviness in his chest......

He was familiar with this thing. Now he is familiar with such a thing, which is omnipresent, chasing him like a shadow, haunting him, and this kind of thing is called "nation".

"Nation!"

Chen Youquan sighed, subconsciously looked at the pocket watch, four o'clock in the afternoon. He lay on the bed like a zombie, and he was accompanied by the "nation" that was most loyal to him and would never abandon him.

Ethnic group!

This question. In the past, he never thought about gaining fame and serving the court. It's a matter of course! But now, he was unwilling to serve the Manchurian court anymore, and even a voice in his heart told him that this court should be overthrown.

If it weren't for the fact that the Manchurian court only cared about its own selfishness, why would China have fallen into such a field? If it were not for their brutal literal prison and foolish enslavement, why would the Chinese be so numb?

Was such a Manchurian court worthy of the Han Chinese?

Chen Youquan pondered, didn't want to move, and no one spoke.

Knock, there was a knock on the dormitory door, and a crisp knock shattered the silence of the room.

Chen Youquan was startled by the sudden noise. A carp jumped out of bed and stretched. Sometimes thinking can be tiring! He's a little burnout, he's tired, it's hard to explain.

He opened the dormitory door.

Unexpectedly, outside the door were Han Che and Chen Shu, who were dressed in North Korean naval uniforms, the former was the lieutenant commander of the "North Korean Sheng", and the latter was the official of the Beiyang Student, but here, they were both students.

Faced with the sudden guest, Chen Youquan was a little surprised,

"What? Is there a woman in the house? Nervous about what? ”

Chen Shu laughed and joked, although they worked very hard in their schoolwork, in one class, they were far inferior to their American classmates - they were always extremely shy at the ball, let alone invite a girl into the dormitory, and of course more importantly - they were colored people in the eyes of Americans.

Slightly stunned, Chen Youquan realized that Chen Shu was joking. Han Che said with a smile on the side.

"Okay, don't make this joke, what's the matter, Weiquan, something is wrong with you these days!"

With that, he walked into Chen Youquan's room, which originated from the habit of the British Navy, where every naval officer has his own independent dormitory, and this is true of Incheon and Annapolis.

"yes, Weiquan, what's going on? Tell me about it! ”

Faced with the concern of the two, Chen Youquan's face immediately changed color, his eyes darkened, and his lips were pale. Can those words be spoken? Just when he was silent, Chen Shu and Han Che glanced at each other, and then spoke.

"Actually, I don't need to say it, I can almost guess what you're thinking! Are you thinking, what is there in the Manchurian court that is worthy of our service? ”

The voice reached Chen Youquan's ears, but it made his whole body tremble, and he looked at Chen Shu almost dumbfounded, he was an alternate seventh-rank martial artist.

"I ......"

Just as he was about to speak, Chen Shu took out a pack of paper cigarettes from his pocket and silently lit a cigarette. The reason why I came here today is because since the gathering of international students that day, Chen Youquan has behaved abnormally.

"Actually, we are all the same, me, Lin Kong, Yang Chunyan, we all think the same, but this does not prevent us from learning, do you know why?"

When the words fell, Chen Shu stared at Chen Youquan and said in a calm tone.

"It is precisely because we are Chinese that we should seize the opportunity to study hard, because ...... One day, we're going to take control of the warship,"

After a pause, Chen Shu's words suddenly changed.

"Overthrow the court of the Manchurians, understand? That's our responsibility! (To be continued.) )