The first to come was the remnants of the 58th Division.

This was also specially arranged by Xue Yue, and although Wang Yaowu strongly opposed it, he could not change Xue Yue's decision.

Feng Shengfa walked at the front of the queue, behind him were more than 400 remnants of the dead and left, although they were in rags, although they looked tired, many of the remnants were even wrapped in gauze, and the gauze was even oozing blood, but their marching columns were orderly, vertically, horizontally, and obliquely, they were all straight lines.

It's just that the expressions of all the remnants are a little sluggish and indifferent.

Including Feng Shengfa, they all thought that this cheer was not aimed at them.

However, as the distance approached, Feng Shengfa and the remnants of the 58th Division gradually found that the truth seemed to be a little different from their imagination, and the people of De'an crowded on both sides of the road seemed to be shouting from the 58th Division, especially the girls students standing at the front of the welcome queue, and they did not hesitate to express their enthusiasm.

A young and beautiful female student suddenly rushed out of the queue, put the wreath in her hand around the neck of a remnant soldier, and then ran back with a red face, and returned to the middle of the queue of companions, and the female student turned around again, bravely shouted at the remnant soldier, with her hands wrapped in her small mouth: "My name is Su Mu, I will go to find your ......"

The remnant soldier was there stupidly, looking at the beautiful girl who shouted at him for a long time, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, until the brother behind him came up and put the butt of the rifle on his shoulder, and the remnant soldier woke up like a dream, and hurriedly followed the queue again, but his heart was in turmoil, and the pace under his feet could no longer keep up with the rhythm of the brothers.

Then, more girls school students ran out, or sent their carefully embroidered purses, or sent a letter, and more daringly, they directly hugged their favorite remnants and offered her hot kisses, and the remnants of the 58th Division's phalanx were completely messy, and there was no order at all, however, the cheers on both sides of the road were even more enthusiastic.

Heroes and beauties have been entangled from ancient times to the present.

Feng Shengfa and the remnants of the 58th Division were obviously infected, and their expressions began to become vivid.

At this moment, Feng Shengfa suddenly thought of a sentence, right and wrong have their own justice, justice is in the hearts of the people, no matter how serious the dumping within the national army is, no matter how unfair the treatment of the 58th Division is, but in the face of the great cause of the whole country and the whole nation, what is it? As long as future generations can remember them, this is enough.

After being depressed for several days, his mind suddenly brightened, Feng Shengfa suddenly raised his head, opened his throat and shouted: "The wind and clouds are rising, the mountains and rivers are moving, prepare for ...... Sing"

The next moment, the majestic and loud singing voice rushed into the sky.

The wind and clouds are rising, the mountains and rivers are moving, the Huangpu army is strong, and the revolutionary heroes are loyal.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, a hundred battles on the battlefield, and a pioneer inside and outside.

Sweep vertically and horizontally, rejuvenate China, be invincible, and make great contributions.

The flag is shining, the golden drum is sounding, the dragon and the tiger are majestic, and the loyalty and lean style are raised.

Mobile offensive, brave and composed, surprise attack initiative and resourcefulness.

Treat each other with all sincerity, unite and strive for self-improvement, annihilate the enemy, and sing Kai.

In the loud and majestic singing of the remnants of the 58th Division, the cheers of the people on the scene gradually converged into a unified voice: "Long live the national army, long live the 58th Division......

In the crowd, Ye Ruxue held the camera and pressed the shutter again and again, but she burst into tears.

The hundreds of thousands of De'an people who poured out of the city were not from the local government's organization, but the hundreds of girls' school students from Nanchang Women's Normal School were specially organized by the Jiangxi Provincial Government, but in the end, it was Ye Ruxue who spared no effort to publicize the hundreds of girls' school students who gave their wreaths, purses and even kisses.

It is through this classmate that Ye Ruxue spread the deeds of the 58th Division's heroic resistance in Wanjialing throughout the Nanchang Women's Normal School, and these young and beautiful girls will not hesitate to offer their hottest enthusiasm.

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Immediately behind the remnants of the 58th Division, there is a neat and rigorous queue of the 5th Pei, and at the front of the 5th Pei queue is Zhang Lingfu's 305th Regiment, for today's Zhujie meeting, the 305th Regiment has made careful preparations, not only all the officers and soldiers have haircuts, faces, and the military uniforms on their bodies have also been washed and ironed, looking energetic.

Zhang Lingfu, who rode a tall horse and walked in the front, was even more straight in military uniform, with shiny riding boots, and a pair of tiger eyes under the brim of his hat were even more blazing, and it must be admitted that Zhang Lingfu was really good-looking and talented, so it was also the proper meaning of the question to be able to hang up with Chairman Jiang, who was quite good at judging people by his appearance.

However, at this moment, Zhang Lingfu's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Zhang Lingfu took it for granted that the 5th Pei, especially his 30U regiment, was the protagonist of today's celebration meeting, but now it was Feng Shengfa's 58th Division who was receiving cheers from the people of De'an, Zhang Lingfu did not know that this kind of thing would happen in weishenme, but this was undoubtedly a slap in the face of him Zhang Lingfu, and even more so in the face of all the officers and soldiers of the 5th Pei.

What is the 58th Division thinking about? Feng Shengfa: What is this for? Do you want to use this subtle means to blackmail Shangfeng and force Shangfeng to give them the first credit for Wanjialing's victory? Joke, the only benchmark for measuring combat exploits is capture, and there is also the number of enemies killed, and without capture, there is no number of enemies killed, and it is not easy to use any means.

"Virtue." Tang Shenghai, deputy commander of the 305th Regiment, leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Do you want the 58th Division?" ”

Zhang Lingfu snorted and said: "Don't care about them, in today's Zhujie Conference, our 5th Pei is the protagonist, no matter how much they jump, they can't change this fact." ”

(Dividing Line)

In today's celebration meeting, the 5th Pei is indeed the unyielding protagonist.

After learning of the deeds of the 58th Division, the people of De'an, who welcomed them, would give the 58th Division a few cheers, but the media reporters who had gathered in the Confucian Temple Square in advance completely focused their attention on the capture and prisoners of the 5th Pei, and on the Confucian Temple Square, the Japanese weapons and equipment captured by the 5th Pei were piled up, and more than 1,000 prisoners of war also knelt in a neat phalanx.

When the officers and men of the 74th Army appeared outside the square, hundreds of Chinese and foreign media reporters flocked to greet them, and in just a few days, reporters from various Chinese and foreign media had already gathered in De'an, including Western media such as the Associated Press, TASS, and Reuters, as well as Chinese media such as the Central Daily, the Declaration, and Ta Kung Pao.

Zhang Lingfu, who has a straight military uniform, shiny riding boots, dignified appearance, and a talent, has become the object of pursuit by many reporters, especially those beautiful female reporters who boast of outstanding appearance, and their eyes at Zhang Lingfu show undisguised enthusiasm, in the eyes of these female reporters, Zhang Lingfu is undoubtedly the most perfect spouse.

And Zhang Lingfu is more than enough to deal with these young and beautiful female reporters, Zhang Lingfu was a highly talented student of the Department of History of Peking University before being admitted to Huangpu, all kinds of allusions come as soon as he opens his mouth, and his words are humorous and funny, and more than a dozen beautiful female reporters were soon amused by him and laughed constantly, and they were about to forget the interview.

Ye Ruxue may be the only exception, other beautiful female reporters have swarmed in front of Zhang Lingfu, but Ye Ruxue walked in front of Xu Shijiu with a camera, Xu Shijiu has not trimmed his face for many days, and dark blue beard stubble has grown on his sideburns and chin, making him look a little decadent, but he also has a special masculine charm.

Xu Shijiu raised his head, pointed to Zhang Lingfu not far away, and said to Ye Ruxue: "Reporter Ye, you should go over there." ”

Looking at Xu Shijiu's slightly decadent face and lonely eyes, Ye Ruxue's heart tightened for no reason, and it took a lot of effort for her to finally suppress the strong urge to take Xu Shijiu into her arms, first took a photo of Xu Shijiu with her camera, then took out her notebook, and said with a smile: "Captain Xu, can I ask you a few questions?" ”

Xu Shijiu smiled noncommittally, and Ye Ruxue asked, "Captain Xu, may I ask what year you were born?" ”

"Me?" Xu Shijiu shook his head blankly and said with a wry smile, "The first year of the Republic of China? Or two years? I don't remember. ”

"Second question." Ye Ruxue's voice became a little trembling, and then asked, "The battle of Wanjialing is the first battle you have participated in?" ”

"How many battles? Fifty, eighty, or hundred? I don't remember it either. Xu Shijiu still shook his head.

Ye Ruxue's tears flowed irrepressibly, oh my God, he was only the same age as the Republic of China, but he couldn't remember how many battles he had participated in, how many times he had experienced life and death, and how many times he should have experienced injustice? This man with an iron will is now so depressed.