On October 17, the eighth year of Guangxing, No. 9, Pingbei Street, Jilin City, the former Northeast Military Region Headquarters, is now also the Northeast Front Army Headquarters.

The dark green pines and cypresses in the compound swayed in the wind, the bare gray branches of deciduous trees crossed and divided the sky, the lawn between the trees had long since withered yellow, and only a few young chrysanthemums were left in the flower garden, and the bleak breath spread around. Autumn in the Northeast is coming to an end, and the Northeast in winter is about to take the stage, so of course, the stage must be cleaned before the repertoire changes.

Two middle-aged soldiers with the four-star rank of golden dragon scroll on their shoulders met in the lingering autumn wind.

"Old Zhong, come and see the newspaper, the big news."

One of them waved the "Current Affairs Express" in his hand, and his voice was light and bright.

He was thin, capable, and elegant, with a pair of thin glasses on his nose, which at first glance looked rather weak.

He was surnamed Deng Mingjian, who was Chinese New Year's Eve at the age of 37, and was one of the backbone elements of Liu Yun's lineage; he was the commander of the First Infantry Division during the Sino-Japanese War, the commander of the Northeast Military Region before the outbreak of the Sino-Russian War, and the current chief of staff of the Northeast Front Army.

The man who took the newspaper from Deng Jian's hand was tall and strong, with an angular warrior's face, with a generous demeanor and powerful movements, and spoke as if a giant bell was ringing in someone's ear.

He was surnamed Zhong Xia Huo, who was thirty and nineteen years old at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, one of the "Big Three" in Liu Yun's old lineage, and successively served as the commander of the Second Janissary Division and the commander of the Northern Army during the Sino-Japanese War. After the Guangxingding case in 1896, Zhong Xiahuo became the commander of the Praetorian Guard, and for eight years he had been in charge of the most elite combat units in the empire, which shows Liu Yun's trust in him. His current position is the commander of the Northeast Front, where he is responsible for controlling the vast majority of the forces fighting against Russia.

"Wen Yi went to the south to recuperate? Let our Captain Liu act as prime minister? Isn't that a good thing? ”

Zhong Xiahuo shook the newspaper and shouted, he had been a soldier in the special forces brigade where Liu Yun was the captain, and he had always called Liu Yun Captain Captain, and Liu Yun never minded, but in Liu Yun's old and new lineage, only Zhong Xiahuo dared to call him, and others generally called Liu Yun by title and official name.

Deng Jian lifted the glasses on his nose and said softly: "That's what I said, but I always feel that Wen Yi will not leave the prime minister's position and run away so easily, he has always been the kind of modern Zhuge Liang who has done his best and died, and he will only work like crazy, how could he think of running out of the capital to recuperate for any disease, if you really want to treat the disease, isn't the hospital in Beijing the best in the country?" ”

"Could it be that he fell out with our Captain Liu?"

Deng Jian shrugged his thin shoulders: "This, no one can say." However, I heard rumors that Wen Yi was terminally ill and would die soon, according to rumors, if Wen Yi felt that he was going to die, and he might give up the prime minister's position to Wu Weigong in advance. ”

"That's right, it's long overdue, he might have lived a few more years!"

Deng Jian stretched out his hand: "It's just rumors, you can't take it all seriously." ”

Zhong Xia handed the newspaper back to Deng Jian, and smiled contemptuously: "I'd rather believe the rumors." Hmph, what is the prime minister, our Captain Liu should have kicked down the bullshit emperor who loves the Xinjue Luo family, why can't our Captain Liu be the emperor? It's okay if you don't call the emperor, it's okay to be the chairman or the president, anyway, there can't be anyone else on top of your head. Cut! What kind of prime minister, there is a tail hanging behind his ass and calling the minister, or he still has to bow to that bullshit emperor, I just don't fucking accept it, I only bow to our captain Liu, and the useless emperor is only worthy of licking the soles of our shoes. ”

Deng Jian smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "If the emperor licks the soles of our shoes, what should Duke Wu Wei, as a minister of the imperial court, do?" Since Duke Wu Wei decided to keep the emperor, we can't help it, Duke Wu Wei always has his own plans, politics is not as simple as we imagined. ”

Zhong Xiahuo snorted: "You guys, you are all in the same tone, you all think that politics is complicated, we don't understand, so we can't touch it, in fact, politics is too simple, pull one faction to fight another, isn't that what it is, I said a long time ago, this ......"

Deng Jian was too lazy to listen to Zhong Xiahuo's simple political theory, and grabbed him to go to the office: "Let's go, Commander, it's not good to keep everyone waiting for a long time." ”

The joint staff room of the Front Army Command is located in the gymnasium of the former military district headquarters, and different departments are separated by plain screens. The staff officers were already in place, the operational staff officers were lying on several huge maps and were drawing and writing in colored pencils, the intelligence staff officers were sifting through the documents that were full of documents, the logistics staff officers were busy dealing with the flood of telegrams and forms, the heralds and the telegraph operators were shuttling back and forth, and the only thing that remained unmoved was the guards standing at the door of the staff room.

The Commander's office is located in the gymnasium's staff room, which is very soundproofed and spacious, with a round table for ten people to meet, as well as a Commander's desk, and the adjutant's small table outside the office door.

Zhong Xiahuo and Deng Jian walked through the staff room and came to the commander's office, and Zhong Xiahuo's adjutant Lieutenant Colonel Jiang Zichang quickly overtook the two and opened the door for the two commanders.

Zhong Xiahuo instructed Jiang Zichang as he entered the door: "I still have something to talk about with Chief of Staff Deng, don't let others in first, if someone wants to report, write it down, and I'll summon you later." ”

Jiang Zichang didn't say anything, just put his feet together and lowered his head slightly, he was Zhong Xiahuo's close adjutant, and he had long been accustomed to carrying out all the orders of the chief unconditionally and without suspicion.

The door was closed, but Deng Jian was a little puzzled: "Isn't there a combat meeting?" What else do you want to talk to me about? ”

Zhong Xiahuo didn't answer first, but sat on the leather chair behind his desk, and waved Deng Jian to sit down as well.

Deng Jian sat and muttered: "What the hell is going on......"

"I'd like to talk to you about some post-war issues."

Deng Jian raised his head and said "oh" meaningfully.

"Let me ask you, do you know what our Captain Liu wants most?"

"This, about Wu Weigong's matter, it's not good to comment on it."

"Don't get away from the topic, just talk about what you think."

Deng Jian looked at the closed door, then at Zhong Xiahuo, bowed his head and said: "What Wu Weigong wants most is probably the great martial arts of 'world hegemony', let China dominate in this world, is the ideal he has always preached to us." ”

Zhong Xiahuo pressed his hand on the table, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Yes, it is the hegemony of the world, a Great Chinese Empire that dominates the world, a Great Chinese Empire that has never appeared to dominate the whole earth, will be created under the leadership of our Captain Liu, no, our great leader, the true son of heaven, the meaning of our existence is to assist this leader, this emperor, for him, for that incomparably great ideal!" However, some people are doing everything possible to pull us all back, Wen Yi's political clown, and his gang of so-called elites, despicably taking advantage of our leader's tolerance and benevolent feelings, trying to empty the leader's power, engage in a mess of constitutional monarchy, and set up a whole bunch of obstacles that hinder us from realizing that great ideal, which really deserve to be killed! Fortunately, although our leaders can endure their oppression and bondage, the most critical army is still in the hands of our comrades, and as long as we can unite wholeheartedly, no one can stop us! Bullshit constitutional monarchy, what is Congress? A burst of gunfire passed, and those old councilors could not run for their lives? The constitution is even more ridiculous, isn't it recorded in the history books of our time and space that Liu Shaoqi, as the president of the country, held the constitution in his hand and angrily denounced the rebels who insulted and persecuted him, and in the end, he was not abused to death? Hmph, if Wen Yi's gang really wants to play with us with the Constitution, they will die a hundred times worse than Liu Shaoqi! ”

Deng Jian's fingers rubbed on the stubble of his chin, and he hesitated: "Is it to carry out a military coup like Ding Jieyun?" ”

Zhong Xiahuo slapped the table and said, "You didn't hear clearly, Ding Jieyun is against the leader, that is, a traitor against our ideals, so his military coup is an act of betrayal." And we support the leader, we are all true comrades with ideals in our hearts, we want to support the leader, eradicate the wicked people around the leader, remove the obstacles that hinder us from realizing our ideals, even if we carry out a military coup, it is just and blameless! ”

"But what if Wu Weigong does not approve of a military coup? You can't go behind Wuwei's back, right? ”

Zhong Xiahuo's brain temperature rose to another level: "The leader will definitely understand our minds!" Of course, he didn't want us to do a coup d'état, but he must have seen the chains that bound him, and he wanted us to help him untie them! ”

Deng Jian hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "How do you know the Dao?" ”

"I know the Tao, and you should also know the Tao, because we are comrades, we have the same ideals, and our hearts must be the same."

Deng Jian suddenly stood up, came to Zhong Xiahuo, stretched out his hand, and put it on his forehead.

"Dry ...... Do! ”

Zhong Xia angrily slapped Deng Jian's hand away.

Deng Jian put his hand on his forehead and probed it again, and said with a sigh of relief: "It turns out that I really have a fever." ”

Zhong Xiahuo became hideous: "You...... You stupid, I don't have a fever, what I said is all true, can't you think about it seriously? ”

"If you don't have a fever, it's even more terrifying, and of course there's no need to think about it."

"You...... Why are you like this! ”

"Isn't that supposed to be me?"

Deng Jian put his hand on the table, his sharp gaze through the lens of his glasses, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

"I know that you are loyal to Duke Wu Wei, and I also know that you want to dedicate yourself to Duke Wuwei, but I also know that with your behavior of fighting hard without considering the consequences, not only will it not help Duke Wu Wei, but it may put him in trouble. Didn't the Chongwenmun incident in Seoul teach you a lesson? I don't want to teach you a lesson, and I also know that I am not qualified to teach you, who are also generals, but as a colleague, as a comrade-in-arms, and as a friend, I must tell you that political things are really not as simple as you think, if you really regard Liu Yun as a leader and want to help him, then follow his instructions and act, and don't act rashly. ”

After speaking, Deng Jian's eyes instantly cleared, Zhong Xiahuo felt the clarity, and had to respond sincerely: "What you mean, I understand, although there are still some pimples in my heart, I don't blame you." I know that you are for my good, please rest assured, I have long regarded you as a brother, and I can't listen to a few words from my brother, so I really don't have to mess up, I will think about it again. ”

Deng Jian nodded vigorously and held Zhong Xiahuo's shoulder: "Then let's have a meeting, tomorrow the Praetorian Field Army will launch the third general attack on Hailan Pao, if you can take the Hailan Pao Fortress in one go this time, the Praetorian Guard can be transferred to Chita, Liu Bailiang's First Army will be able to breathe a sigh of relief, and Wu Weigong, who is also the acting prime minister, will be able to worry less about the war." ”

"Well, I have already given a death order, if I can't take Hailan Bubble this time, the commander of the Praetorian Guard will be removed from his post and dealt with strictly, that Liang Tianhe is always grinding, and he has to stab it to have strength."

Zhong Xiahuo high-fived him with his fist, posing as if he was going to swallow someone alive.

1,600 kilometers away on the Hailan Pao front, in the command post of the advance of the Praetorian Guard Field Army, someone suddenly shuddered.

"Is it cold? How do I not think? ”

Zhang Yiye, chief of staff of the Praetorian Field Army, saw Liang Tianhe, the commander of the field army, huddled in a chair, and said casually.

"I don't know what's going on in the road, and I feel a chill in my heart......"

"Oh, somebody misses you—your lonely, empty, boring wives are looking forward to your coming home."

"Cut, the devil knows where they're stealing men."

Zhang Yiye immediately raised his face and made a sudden realization: "No wonder it's cold, it turns out that I'm afraid that my wives will steal men, hey, you're so unconfident - that's why I said, quantity is not convincing, quality is the key, like me, I don't worry about my little cutie ...... at all"

Liang Tianhe sneered in his mouth, and said disapprerovitically: "You, it's better to be careful, what about my side, one or two stealers, it doesn't matter, there are two or three other ones who are good, one on your side is all, the first line is unfolded, there is no reserve, and it takes a lot of risk to start a war." ”

"Less fiddling with your crow's beak......"

"Boom ......"

A low loud noise came, the ground in the command post trembled slightly, Zhang Yiye and Liang Tianhe glanced at each other, and invariably got up and walked towards the gate of the command post.

A few young privates ran outside the door, noisily heading in the direction of the third heavy artillery position.

"That sound...... It's not a 305 siege gun, it's deeper and more shocking than it...... It must be the 380 giant mortar that was just erected yesterday, do you want to go and see it? ”

While Zhang Yiye was using the question, his feet had already taken a big step forward, and Liang Tianhe naturally didn't have to waste his tongue to answer, and the two of them each took a personal guard and trotted towards the third heavy artillery position.

Rounding two small hills, in a small valley, three steel behemoths were rising to the sky, surrounded by a man's tall cannonballs, and the next high ground was crowded with crowds of spectators, mostly young recruits, who were gossiping.

"What a big guy......"

"I was almost deaf when I fired the cannon just now......"

"It's amazing, it's good-looking with an old hairy man......"

"Mom, how heavy is that cannonball, it looks like it's taller than me......"

"With such a big shell, I'm really worried that the crane with the shell will suddenly collapse......"

"I don't know how big a hole will be blown up in the road......"

"Anyway, Lao Maozi's fortifications will definitely not be able to bear it!"

As soon as Liang Tianhe and Zhang Yiye walked on the high ground, as soon as the soldiers saw the general rank badge of the golden dragon pattern scrolling stars on the shoulders of the two of them, they hurriedly jumped up and saluted, and raised their chests to the sky one by one.

Liang Tianhe waved his hand to everyone: "Everyone sit down, let's watch together." ”

The soldiers all sat down at once, crossed their legs one by one, straightened their bodies, put their hands on their knees, held their mouths, and twisted their necks to the skull.

Liang Tianhe smiled bitterly at Zhang Yiye: "It's over, everyone is like this, as generals, we can't lose our manners, so we have to honestly learn from them." ”

The two of them had no choice but to sit cross-legged, ready to watch the cannon fire.

The commander on the position, a sharp-eyed artillery lieutenant colonel, found the two generals in navy blue wool uniforms, hurriedly ordered to stop the artillery operation, ran up to the high ground, and saluted Zhang Yiye and Liang Tianhe: "The seventy-first special artillery battalion, in the firing operation of the Hailan Pao Fortress, please instruct the commander." ”

"Go on."

"Yes!"

The lieutenant colonel of the artillery ran down excitedly and shouted to his subordinates: "Your Excellency the Commander and Chief of Staff are watching us on that hill, come on, everyone!" Bomb the fortress of Lao Maozi to pieces! ”

The artillerymen also became excited, waving to the hill where Liang Tianhe was located, and some even threw their military caps into the sky.

"In this case, the commander should stand up and salute back."

Zhang Yiye said in Liang Tianhe's ear, but he stood up first and waved to the enthusiastic artillerymen like a certain leader.

Liang Tianhe stood up and leaned close to Zhang Yiye's ear: "I actually stole the limelight of the commander, I want to punish you and hand over the Hademen cigarettes!" ”

"Yes."

Zhang Yiye took out the cigarette case with a treacherous face and handed it to Liang Tianhe, Liang Tianhe looked at it and found that it was wrong.

"This is...... Plum door brand, I haven't heard of it......"

"Yes, 'no way', of course you won't pay attention to the soldiers, as a leading general, sometimes you have to observe the life of the soldiers, always smoking the noble cigarettes that have no way to be reimbursed by Hardmen, how can you get closer to the soldiers?"

Zhang Yiye said, took out two more boxes of "no door" cigarettes, and kindly distributed them to the soldiers around him.

Liang Tianhe clenched his fists, scolding Zhang Yiye for being despicable and cunning - but he never reflected on his own criminal behavior of exploiting other people's high-end cigarettes all day long.

The soldiers next to him muttered quietly.

"It turns out that the commander and the chief of staff smoke the same cigarettes as us......"

"Stupid, the generals are reluctant to give us their own high-end cigarettes......"

"You pig's head, it's good to have to smoke, now you only send two cigarettes a day, it's not enough, and there is no store nearby, give you one for nothing, you still nag a fart!"

"Stop arguing, it looks like it's going to be fired......"

The soldiers invariably covered their ears tightly, and Liang Tianhe and Zhang Yiye of course did it wisely.

The muzzle of a giant cannon flashed, and the shock wave immediately spread, the ground around the cannon shook, and a cloud of smoke and dust was raised, and the strong sound wave shook the hearts and lungs of everyone within hundreds of yards, and Zhang Yiye even felt that something was about to jump out of his chest.

The second and third cannons spit out dazzling but fleeting flashes, and the second and third loud noises struck the flesh of the surrounding humans, showing the terrifying power of the machinery of the industrial age.

The 1903 380-mm siege gun, also known as the giant mortar, uses a 12-diameter medium barrel, mounted on a fixed gun carriage at 15 degrees on the left and right firing ranges, equipped with a large hydraulic anti-recoil device and a semi-automatic loading system, the whole gun weighs 79 tons, the shells fired weigh 750 kilograms, and the maximum firing range is 5,700 meters. This super cannon was finalized in May 1903, and the army ordered 12 from Beiyang Heavy Industry Co., Ltd. for the fortress attack battle, and before the start of the war, only four guns including the prototype gun were equipped with troops, three of which were equipped with the 71st Special Artillery Battalion, which was first used for the attack operation of Hailan Pao Fortress. Because the cannon was too heavy, the 71st Special Artillery Battalion was pulled out from Tangshan, where the unit was stationed, on 8 September, and the cannon was dismantled into dozens of large pieces and transported by train to Aihui, and then transported by barge across the Heilongjiang River, and pulled by small locomotives to the front line along a specially erected track, and it was not until 17 October that the installation was completed on the Hailan Pao front.

"This battalion is scheduled to shoot 150 shells today."

Liang Tianhe put down the hand covering his ear, turned to Zhang Yiye and asked.

"Each cannon can only fire five rounds an hour, and you also need to consider the time for the barrel to cool down, from morning to night, it is not bad to fire 50 rounds per gun."

"So, even if four hours of artillery preparation are organized according to the plan before the general attack tomorrow, this kind of huge cannon can only fire twenty rounds at most?"

"Enough, all the 305 and 150 and 105 heavy artillery in the past three days have been firing fiercely at the enemy, plus today's huge artillery, the Russians can stand it enough."

Liang Tianhe sighed, stood up, and dusted the dirt off his pants.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see. The third general offensive will start tomorrow, and Commander Zhong has given a death order, and if the fortress cannot be taken before the 23rd, I will be severely punished as the commander of the field army. ”

"It's early, isn't it only the 18th today?"

"There is not much time left, so we can only conquer it in one fell swoop, and if we can't get it this time, we will have to reorganize the troops and formulate a plan, so that it will not be completed on time."

"Don't worry, the combat power of the Praetorian Guard is not shouted out of vain, the first two failed to take it mainly because the enemy in the direction of Svobodne rushed to support, we must draw troops to help, now the connection between Svobodne and Chita has been cut off by our army, the enemy on the Svobodney side is no longer able to support Hailan Pao, we can attack the city with all our strength this time, there is such an obvious advantage in strength and firepower, it is no problem to take it in one fell swoop!"

"I hope so."

Liang Tianhe said, walked down the high ground, and the soldiers behind him hurriedly stood up and saluted the commander's back.

The two of them paced along the path pointed back to the front, and there was nothing to do for the time being, for all the plans had been drawn up, all the details had been checked, and now they could only wait, waiting for the predetermined moment to come, and by the way, for the new and meaningful information that might appear.

"Chief of Staff, what are your plans after the war?"

Liang Tianhe was idle and bored, and then asked.

Zhang Yiye shrugged: "I'm going to go, I'm not going to follow the above arrangement, I'll go wherever Duke Wuwei tells me to go." ”

"I'm asking you about your personal plans."

Zhang Yiye scratched the top of his head and smiled embarrassedly: "This, actually...... Actually, I want a son, and although I already have three daughters, I have a son who is more interesting after all, and I really want to see my son look in a general's uniform. ”

The corners of Liang Tianhe's mouth curled: "What's so difficult about that, just let my wife give birth." ”

"But...... Hey, my wife has been giving birth to a daughter, and I can't help it. ”

"Then add two more wives, you see, my eldest wife also gave birth to two daughters in a row, and then the third aunt gave birth to a son first."

"I'm so sorry for Wanyue......"

"Stupid, what era is it now, follow the customs of the locals, and there is no bigamy here."

Zhang Yiye shook his head and smiled: "I still hope that son is Wanyue's, she is too important to me, I can only be good to her." ”

Liang Tianhe spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth: "You kid - what kind of innocence are you playing, people in their thirties, and they are as unsightly as teenage hairy children, men, especially successful men, must have a loving mind in order to make their lives full and interesting...... Besides, your Wanyue, will be old one day, can you treat her like this for the rest of your life? ”

"I'll be old by then."

Liang Tianhe tripped over a stone on his foot and almost fell.

"You're a person - no help......"

Zhang Yiye held Liang Tianhe: "Then again, what are your plans after the war?" On the private side, of course. ”

Liang Tianhe lit a cigarette from the front door of his own and spit out the smoke that dispersed with the wind: "Actually, I don't really want to do it, I am tired of this kind of fighting and killing, and I hope to change the way of living, such as opening a company, or buying a large piece of land to be a farmer, and doing as much as I want, unlike now when I have to snack on the country, I always feel that it is not very solid." ”

Zhang Yiye nodded: "There is no way to snack the country, to establish absolute control over the troops, it is not enough to rely on authority alone, our salary plus the dividends of those land companies we have received are only enough for our slightly extravagant expenses, and we have to pay for the cost of buying people's hearts, how to do it if we are not greedy, anyway, it is not all Wu Weigong's meaning." ”

Liang Tianhe frowned: "But I heard that Wu Dingguo was quarantined and examined......"

Zhang Yiye said disapprerovingly: "Didn't you scold him for being a big moth a few days ago? He has gone too far, the tree is a big move, public opinion has long been eyeing him, and he mainly enjoys it himself, and the people around him can't eat the benefits, of course there is resentment, Wu Weigong wants to solve him to calm the anger of the public. ”

"Anyway, I still feel uneasy in these days, I have done everything from birth to death, Wu Weigong's kindness is over, and I want to go my own way in the future. How? Are you still going down this path? ”

"Well, I'm still used to staying in the army, and if I go outside, I'm afraid it's hard to adapt. Although like now, sometimes I always feel uneasy, but didn't everyone abandon the idea of life and death to follow Liu Yun? My enthusiasm hasn't been completely burned out yet. ”

"Yes...... Idealistic youth, it's not yet time to die......"

Liang Tianhe muttered in his heart, quickened his pace, and met a company of infantry head-on.

The leading company commander hurriedly ordered: "Stand!" Salute sir! ”

One by one, their arms raised, and the soldiers all looked full of energy.

Liang Tianhe returned the salute and casually asked the company commander: "Which part are you from?" ”

The captain and company commander with a long face and small ears straightened his chest: "Report to the commander, here are all the combatants of the 1st Regiment, 2nd Battalion, 7th Company, I am the company commander Tiequn!" ”

Zhang Yiye added on the side: "Brigade Commander Xu's troops, they were just transferred back from the Vitino front in Moscow two days ago, and they have fought several vicious battles, and the entire 1st Brigade will be the main force on the left flank of the attack line during the general attack tomorrow. ”

The commander of the Tiequn Company even raised his jaw: "What the commander said is true, tomorrow we will break through the enemy's defense line under the leadership of Brigade Commander Xu and take the head of the enemy chief Lieutenant General Engelslo!" ”

Zhang Yiye turned to Liang Tianhe, crooked his mouth and smiled: "It is worthy of being the army of the 'Thousand Heads Chopping' Xu Soul, and it is inseparable from the head or something to speak." ”

Liang Tianhe nodded and said: "Very good, this is how to show momentum, okay, Iron Company Commander, it will be up to you tomorrow, the head of Lieutenant General Greengelsroe, please be sure to present it at that time." ”

Without the iron company commander taking the lead, the officers and men of the whole company shouted in unison: "Please rest assured, commander!" Resolutely complete the mission! ”

One of them, a private with the Order of Loyalty of the Second Class on his chest, was screaming with his head thrown back.

His name was Wu Jun, the acting deputy squad leader of the first squad of the third platoon of the Seventh Company, a well-known bayonet master in the whole brigade, and his record so far has been confirmed to be 27 enemies.

After the shout, the company continued to move forward, and after a few minutes it turned into the barracks of the 1st "Yunlong" Regiment of the Praetorian Guard.

The commander of the iron company made the team stand and said: "From now on, until the lights go out at night, free time for everyone, if there is anything unfinished, hurry up, okay, disband!" ”

The team dispersed and rushed to the dormitory tent.

Wu Jun walked with Sergeant Niu Hao, the squad leader, they happened to be fellow villagers and had always been called brothers.

"Brother Niu, it's really fast, I'm going to enter Hailan Bubble tomorrow, ......where were we in the barracks of Changxindian two months ago?"

"What is this, I still have to fight in the future."

The two lifted the curtain of the canvas tent, lowered their heads and walked in, Niu Hao's butt just fell on the bed, and he turned out a pen and paper to write a letter.

Wu Jun glanced at it and asked, "Write it to your sister-in-law, right?" ”

"Write one for your sister-in-law, and one for my father. Isn't it a general offensive tomorrow? It's a big battle after all, life and death are unpredictable, so it's better to prepare in advance. ”

Niu Hao responded like this, in fact, his words can be condensed into the word "suicide note", but this kind of words are completely like a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

"Well, I'd better write one for my dad too."

Wu Jun rubbed his head and said, also going to find a pen and paper.

"You don't need to, stay with me tomorrow, and you'll be fine."

Niu Hao said, raising his neck at him.

Wu Jun shook his head vigorously: "It's not okay, I'm the deputy squad leader, if you want to rush, you have to rush to the front with Brother Niu, if you fall behind, you will only be laughed at." ”

"Then whatever you want."

Niu Hao said, lowered his head and continued to write.

Wu Jun also found a pen and paper, and when he was about to write, Niu Hao asked him again: "Xiaojun, how is your family's debt repaid?" ”

The state confiscates the land in the hands of the big landlords by way of redemption, and most of it is sold or leased to landless and landless peasants in installments. Wu Jun's family bought 20 acres of dry land in the first year of Guangxing, and has been paying the land debt on time for eight years, but it seems that it is not yet time to pay it off.

Wu Jun sighed and said: "Don't mention it, even if the wind and rain have been smooth and there is no illness or disaster, it will have to be more than ten years old." ”

"If you can't stay up, you can transfer it to someone else, haven't you started a joint society yet?"

"My father can't let go, our ancestors have been tenant farmers for several generations, all working on other people's land, and finally have the opportunity to get their own land, how can we throw it away after working halfway? As for the cooperative, our village originally started one, but because they followed the trend of planting watermelons, all the households added to it lost a mess, so they dispersed, and no one mentioned this matter again. What about Brother Niu? Didn't it turn out that the family was planning to transfer the land? Turned? ”

Niu Hao put down his pen, shook his head and said: "It's difficult, I originally wanted to transfer it to that Taizheng Agricultural Reclamation, but people thought that our land was on the slope and it was not easy to tidy, so I didn't ask for it, and the price was not suitable if I transferred it to others...... Recently, I received a letter from my father saying that he was going to join the village association. ”

"Isn't that good?"

"It's a good thing, the association in our village is too chaotic, and it will be noisy as soon as the shareholders' meeting is held, but there is no capable backbone, and there is no quarrel between them, and I don't see how many households in it can be put together. However, the neighboring village of Ningsheng is different, their association invited an undergraduate student from Baoding Agricultural College to be a technical consultant, and invited a junior college student from Tianjin Business College to be a manager, specializing in growing the hot-selling silver fat rice in the capital, and the hair was very powerful, and dozens of households in the whole society only worked for four or five years, and they paid off the debts that were originally scheduled to be paid off in more than 20 years. Now all the peasant households in Ningsheng Village have joined the cooperative, and the whole situation is booming. ”

Wu Jun nodded thoughtfully, and his father's calloused hands and bent back bent by the heavy burden appeared in front of him, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his heart.

Wu Jun also has an elder brother and two younger sisters at home, the elder brother is a little naïve, he will only bow his head to work, Wu Jun has shown a smart energy since he was a child, his father therefore thinks that he has some future in reading, so he saved money and sent him to the newly opened primary school in the town, from the first year of Guangxing to implement compulsory education, Wu Jun has to complete the high school (senior primary school, that is, the fourth to sixth grade), and because of his excellent grades, he was funded by the county government and entered the junior high school in the county. However, after graduating from junior high school, Wu Jun faced the high tuition fees of high school, he didn't want to trouble his father, who was already plagued by heavy debts. When he joined the army, because he maintained the strong physique of the peasants and had a certain level of education, Wu Jun was able to enter the Praetorian Guard, and received a soldier's allowance two or three times higher than that of the Wehrmacht, and was finally able to supplement his family, but when he thought of the total debt of hundreds of yuan, Wu Jun always felt that the days when the twenty acres of land really belonged to his family were still wriggling like a snail in the distant and long future.

Compared with the ideals of Liu Yun and Wen Yi who are so-called great people who control the fate of hundreds of millions of people, or the ideals of Zhong Xiahuo, Liang Tianhe, and Zhang Yiye who are leading generals who control the fate of hundreds of thousands of people, the ideals of First Class Private Wu Jun are insignificant.

But for Wu Jun, that ideal is very, very important to him, and perhaps, in some cases, he can also gamble on his life to achieve it.

He just wants to own a small piece of land that truly belongs to him and his family.