On the night of December 20, more than 4,000 officers above the company level of the Youth Army will gather in Qianjiang Square in the cold winter wind, because the supreme commander of the Youth Army, Marshal Wang Zhenyu, the Hunan and Guizhou Parade of the Republic of China, wants to lecture them.

All around Qianyang Square were surrounded by a huge woolen cloth four meters high from the attendants, which was regarded as shielding the officers attending tonight from the wind and cold, but it was strictly forbidden to use any charcoal fire for heating, after all, so many people gathered, and it would not be beautiful if there was an accident. More than 4,000 marching folding chairs produced by the military industrial system were neatly placed on the square, and the effects of various speakers have also been tested to ensure the effect of Wang Zhenyu's speech, and the work of Huang Shaohong, director of the chamberlain department, is still very good.

At about 7 o'clock in the evening, the officers entered Qianyang Square as a division, and all of them sat down for 30 minutes.

Wang Zhenyu nodded with satisfaction, many things of the Youth Army under his command were still implemented, which made him feel full of liliang and confidence, he did not take the manuscript, walked up to the rostrum empty-handed, and fed a row of microphones and began to leave a strong mark on the Youth Army in history.

"Before the official start, I want to know a situation, how many of you have studied and worked at the Xiangxi Army Military Academy, please stand up!" Wang Zhenyu asked in a gentle tone.

Boom, almost instantly, all the officers present stood up neatly, and the momentum made everyone present enthusiastic.

"Okay, sit down, I still want to know how many of the officers are members of the National Socialist Party and the National Socialist Youth League, please stand up!" Wang Zhenyu asked again.

This time, about a quarter of the officers stood up, and there was no way, Wang Zhenyu, in order to prevent the Kuomintang from becoming a thinking creature, there was a rank restriction for officers to join the Kuomintang Socialist Party.

Wang Zhenyu nodded, and motioned for everyone to sit down with his hands facing down: "I'm ashamed to say that, as the principal of the Xiangxi Army Military Academy and all the teachers, I have been to the military academy less than 20 times because of my busy official duties, and the classes are only three classes, and they are all for the first batch of students. As the chairman of the National Socialist Party, I haven't been able to exchange ideas with you much, and I guess everyone's understanding of National Socialism is still stuck in the concept of holding a gun in your hand. ”

Wang Zhenyu's words made the officers below feel relaxed for no reason, and some even smiled knowingly.

Wang Zhenyu is very open to this, as long as he can continue to lead everyone to victory, then even if he doesn't go to class, the officers below will regard themselves as their students and be proud of it.

"I'm calling you here today because there's a long-standing problem that has to be solved, what is the problem? All of us are soldiers, we are all people with weapons in our hands, and we are destined to be people who are going to fight. Then the biggest problem of our youth army is the question of fighting for weishenme, for whom? Wang Zhenyu paused at this point, his eyes scanned the audience, and he found that although it was very cold today, the officers were eagerly looking at their positions, waiting to hear their next speech.

"In the third year of Xuantong, we fought bloody battles against the traitorous Qing government in Hubei and Hankou. In the end, we won, and we overthrew the decadent and reactionary Qing Dynasty. Then some comrades want to ask me, in the second year of the Republic of China, we were in Changde in Guangxi, who were we fighting for? Some people say that it is to oppose Yuan, and some people say that it is for Wang Dashuai, that is, my Wang Zhenyu. Now I tell you that there is nothing in vain, just to fight for tomorrow or today. After you defeated the Changde army and the Gui army, you can see how the people of Changde and Guangxi lived. You can also see how our youth army is developing today. The purpose of our arms is not to kill, not to destroy, still less to destroy, but to develop and become strong. And as long as we insist that this point is different, then in our Chinese land, in this era, the youth army is the greatest army, and all of you here are the proud existence of this nation. ”

The officers immediately felt a heavy sense of mission and a sense of pride from the bottom of their hearts, and they tried to puff up their palms to applaud the commander's speech.

After the applause gradually subsided, Wang Zhenyu continued to speak: "Then let's talk about the nature of the Youth Army, or what kind of glorious and great army the Youth Army is. And as a member of such a glorious and great army, should you fight? ”

"In the past, there were always people who said that good iron is not nailed, and good men are not soldiers. weishenme？ That's because of the nature of the army, they are a violent institution without culture, and the value of their existence is to defend the interests of the powerful, help the powerful to oppress the people, zuihou, and the benefits obtained are eroded by the powerful, and after they grow old, they will be extremely shamelessly abandoned by the powerful. This is history, and this is the reason why I want to force every officer and soldier of your youth army to be literate, read, and reasonable. I'm not afraid that you will become smarter, and I am not afraid that you will lose control, because I, Wang Zhenyu, will always stand on the side of justice and justice. And our youth army must always fight for justice, justice, and the interests of the nation like Wang Zhenyu, let our youth army become the pride of this nation, and let those who looked down on the army and soldiers in the past show us their respect from the bottom of their hearts, and tell me, are you willing to become a glorious member of the youth army that people respect? Zuihou's question, Wang Hate and roared almost hoarsely.

"We do, we do," the officers all stood up involuntarily and roared angrily.

"Be louder, I can't hear you," Wang Zhenyu replied like an instructor reprimanding a recruit.

The officers shouted in unison even harder: "We will, we will." ”

In the Patrol Embassy's Mansion behind Qianyang Square, in two different rooms, two women holding their children heard the roar outside the window. Ye Ziwen looked at Jingye who was squatting on the ground playing with blocks and was scared by the roar and cried, and then looked at Jingwu who was holding him in his arms, and found that this child did not have a look of fear and fear, but just looked at himself with big eyes, Ye Ziwen said to Jingwu in his arms with a complicated expression: "Your father is going to kill again." ”

In another room, Zhao Yuting hugged Jingwen and said: "Good boy, don't be afraid, your father is the most powerful man on this shijie......"