Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, Chen Yu stretched his waist hard.

"Look! What a great river and mountain! ”

Dead and dead, he smiled: "The Japanese occupy more of such a great river and mountain." How many people come and go these days, haven't you heard some rumors, we have been defeated again.

Nanjing, Zhongtiao Mountain, Central Plains, North China, and now it's the turn of South China. It was not a rout of tens of thousands of our people, but a great defeat of hundreds of thousands of people, and the defeat was a mess. ”

Hearing this, Chen Yu's cheeks twitched. Thirty-eight cities were lost in thirty-seven days, one city was lost in one day, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were defeated, and tens of millions of people lost their homes and left their homes. What is even more terrifying is that the domestic army has lost confidence in resistance and has no heart to resist.

Dead dead is right, if it weren't for the barely smooth war in western Yunnan and northern Myanmar, the Chinese people would probably surrender directly. This is also why the Sichuan Army and the Haizheng Chong Regiment only thwarted the Japanese attack and eliminated a few hundred people to make the whole country excited, and they were known as the army of the youth nation, attracting and encouraging many young people in the country to join the army.

The defeat of the domestic war made Shancheng pay more attention to the war in western Yunnan and northern Myanmar, and any victory was an improvement of the sluggish atmosphere of the domestic war of resistance. There is nothing wrong with hyping it, but it can only let these few news of victory get into the country and cheer up the people.

"If we are defeated at home, are we going to give up resistance?"

Chen Yu's eyes were red, and he unconsciously brought a mist: "We are now the hope of the people, if even our well-armed and high-quality army gives up resistance, then why don't we surrender after the fall of Nanjing?"

Ah Yi! In the Battle of Songhu, he lost his father, but he still chose to join the army. Lost Dragon! He has been wandering since 918, do you know that every year on 918, he hides at home alone and cries; Annoying! The family is scholarly and wealthy, even if the people are obedient, they can live well, but the family is not appropriate, even if the family wealth is dispersed, they will not be left in the enemy-occupied area.

Sixing Warehouse Chief Xie, guarded the warehouse, and was finally assassinated with grief and injustice; The general of the Northeast ***, walking alone between the white mountains and black waters, is fighting without support. Deng Shichang! The whole army was defeated, even if Deng Gong was given 10,000 choices, he would still crash into Yoshino! Knowing that you can't do it. ”

Chen Yu grabbed the collar of the dead and said: "I have fought many defeats, and they have also fought many defeats, and they have lost a lot!" I just want to tell the Japanese a truth, that is, to tell them a fact!

There are still people in our country who resist, there are still people who refuse to admit defeat, and there are aspiring young people who are unwilling to be slaves! We are soldiers, and although we have lost a hundred battles, we are still not afraid of death! ”

Suddenly, he was stunned. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Chen Yu's eyes, his rough and dirty fingers gently wiped away the tears, closed his eyes and lay quietly on the mountain.

He rarely sees, no!

It was almost impossible to see Chen Yu so sad, the last time he cried was on the east bank, when he saw the corpses that no one had disposed of all over the ground, and begged someone to go to the west bank to pick up those comrades who were only a river away from the east bank during the first expedition, but they were powerless to fall in the forest.

"Did the above tell you to fight? Is it up to the Sichuan Legion to fight? ”

Chen Yu fell silent, not knowing how to answer the question of dead and dead. As a person who used to be in the local security corps, he has deeply seen the style of the national army, which is a deep-rooted thinking in his bones and cannot be changed.

We are like the remnants of Jiuli left in western Yunnan during the ancient flood period, sitting and watching the world surge and watch the war burn all over the land of China. It seems that Tang Ji and the others in Yu Division have tacitly forgotten the Sichuan Army, along with the military headquarters and commanders.

The Sichuan Army did not receive any orders for more than ten days, and they would rather send troops from China to support Longling than disturb the Sichuan Army, which was only 20 kilometers away from Longling and could rush to the battlefield in a day and night.

Even Yu Xiaoqing forgot that the domestic troops went to Longling along the highland road where the Sichuan Army was stationed, and in the dense flow of people every day, everyone wanted to see Yu Xiaoqing. Many people think that by finding Yu Xiaoqing, the Sichuan Army will be able to get rid of boredom and stay away from the vicissitudes of life.

Yu Zhi also led the convoy to return to the Jianchuan Army, and after he was discharged from the hospital, he came to the front line non-stop, but all that awaited him was endless hard work.

Time passed slowly, and the patience of the Sichuan army gradually dissipated. In the time of Chanda, the hard training every day was just for the time of counterattack, but now the actions of the commanders have made the previous hardships of the Sichuan army come to naught.

A month later, Ah Yi gave up sending daily telegrams to Yu Xiaoqing asking for war, Yu Xiaoqing must have seen those messages, but he didn't answer a word. A Yi's classmates in the training class of the military department quietly told him some gossip that Yu Xiaoqing had arrived at the Longling front line along the road from Tengchong.

In this way, Ah Yi no longer sends messages to Yu Xiaoqing every day to ask for war.

Although the division headquarters tacitly forgot about the Sichuan Army, it only secretly did not allow the Sichuan Army to continue fighting, but the supplies were delivered on time. This seems to be Yu Xiaoqing's last care, and nothing else.

Looking up and seeing a large number of fighters flying in the sky, Chen Yu sat on the rock on the top of the mountain to write a letter, and then asked someone to send it back to Chanda, and on days when there was no fighting, he wrote a letter to record what happened around him, which became the only thing Chen Yu could do.

Zhang Lixian puffed and panted and climbed to the top of the mountain: "Allied aircraft formation, we are going to attack Longling!" ”

"Do you have your share?" Chen Yu put down the pencil and turned around and said.

Zhang Lixian, who had climbed to the top of the mountain, raised his head to look at the sky, and then heard a faint cannon sound in his ears. After opening his mouth and seeing the formation disappear into the distance, Zhang Lixian reluctantly walked down the hill and continued to count the military vehicles passing by the highway every day.

There was no war, and the veterans of the Sichuan Army were like walking corpses every day, fighting back to Myanmar to support the crumbling body in their hearts, which is also the reason why many people live.

The counterattack on Longling continued, and Zhang Lixian counted the military vehicles passing by the road below the mountain every day, and Annoy, finding a way to pass the time, began to count the Allied flying teams flying in the sky. Ah Yi sighed every day, locked himself in the tent when he died, and never left the tent except for eating, drinking, and Lazar.

In the past few days, news has come one after another.

The wounded soldiers passing by said that the attack did not go well, but the Yu division fought bravely and received several verbal commendations. Hearing that the attack was not going well, Zhang Lixian stood up violently, unable to hide the joy on his face. This is not a happy thing, Zhang Lixian, who felt that something was wrong, twisted his head and left.