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The car was bumping on the road. It had already left the urban area of ??Chongqing and was driving northeast. As it was going, it heard the piercing air-raid sirens of Chongqing that had just been left behind.
"Damn Japs!" the colonel cursed fiercely: "I don't know how many more people are going to die."
During their internship, Zhang Xian and Wang Jiang stayed in Chongqing for more than a month. Of course they knew what he was talking about. The Japanese bombing of Chongqing was a massacre. They did not distinguish between soldiers and civilians. They would drop bombs wherever there were many people. , as long as the plane passes over, thousands of people will surely suffer, and the cries are often continuous. The devils use incendiary bombs, and many streets and houses will be swallowed up by fire. As trainees, Zhang Xian and Wang Jiang are responsible for maintaining public security in Chongqing. When the air-raid sirens arrive, they guide people to hide in air-raid shelters. After the air raid, they have to deal with the bodies of those compatriots who unfortunately died and remove them from the ruins. Rescue the wounded and property, and put out the raging fire.
Zhang Xian has seen enough of the heart-breaking cries, the scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the scenes of roaring flames, and has become numb. A young man of less than 20 years, in just a few years, has gone through a lot of misery, he has grown up, but now he can be so calm, facing the hatred of the country and the family, knowing where to go , this was something he had made clear after he fled from Nanjing. All this hatred had been deeply rooted in his heart. As the tragedies in front of him continued to happen, his hatred became stronger day by day. This also This accelerated the main reason why he wanted to join the anti-Japanese team as soon as possible.
¡°The alarm has been sounded, we need to find a place to hide.¡± Zhang Xian suggested to the officer in front of him.
"You are too scared to death!" Wang Jiang disagreed: "How could the Japanese plane bomb our convoy so coincidentally? Besides, they may not be able to see us."
Zhang Xian shook his head and said: "We are going east. It is broad daylight. The enemy's plane must be coming from the east and will definitely see us."
The colonel also nodded and ordered the driver: "There is a forest ahead, drive into it."
The jeep was in front, followed by two military vehicles behind, and entered the woods. At this moment, the enemy's planes roared past. They flew very low, almost sticking to the ridge. After a while, from the direction of Chongqing, There was a deafening explosion.
The convoy was on the road again. The officer once again looked at Zhang Xian with admiration and asked, "Are you really afraid of death?"
Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment, looked into his deep eyes, shook his head, and said solemnly: "No! I'm not afraid of death."
"Then you seem to be afraid of being blown up by a plane!"
"This is different." Zhang Xian explained: "Everyone is going to die, whether it is lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. Isn't it so pointless to be blown up by the enemy when you know that there is danger? What better? Leave this body to fight the enemy on the battlefield? Sir, what do you think?"
"Haha!" The colonel laughed and praised: "Young man, you said it well, you have brains and courage, I like you like this."
"Sir, thank you very much."
Wang Jiang blushed a little, and even felt a little jealous of his classmates.
"I want to give you two a test." The colonel said again.
"Okay! Sir, please give me a question!" Wang Jiang responded first.
The colonel asked: "I want to ask you, if you became a general, how would you lead your subordinates to fight?"
This is a very popular question. When Zhang Xian and Wang Jiang were in school, this question had been answered many times. So Wang Jiang first answered resoundingly: "As a military general, of course I must take obedience as my duty. Wherever the great throne points, I will lead the troops to fight, no matter what the cost, even if it means sacrificing one's life for righteousness! Until Fight to the last man.¡±
The colonel nodded. He must have heard this answer many times. He turned his head and asked Zhang Xian again: "What about you?"
Zhang Xian thought for a while and said: "Actually, you are asking how to lead your subordinates. I think those who lead soldiers should have a benevolent side. It is right to obey their superiors, but they cannot use the lives of soldiers to do it. Take risks. Sacrifice is unavoidable. The important thing is how to use the smallest sacrifices in exchange for the greatest victory. Therefore, as a leading general, you should think about how to complete the mission of your superiors while avoiding the greatest casualties. Task."
"You said it very well!" The colonel nodded approvingly and asked him again: "Young man, is your hometown in Nanjing?"
Zhang Xian nodded.The piece was much smaller, so it flew higher, but it also turned into a white smoke and dissipated in mid-air.
"Okay!" The cheers started again, and the colonel also cheered. For him, he hadn't seen such an accurate marksman for a long time.
The gunshots from behind were still crisp, and the shouts were still loud. Ten shots were fired in the blink of an eye, and the ten stones thrown by Captain Zhang, from large to small, the smallest was only as big as a table tennis ball, were all accurately shot by Zhang Xian The hits were accurate, and not a single shot was missed.
"King of Guns! This is really a King of Guns!" Someone shouted first, and then everyone shouted in unison: "King of Guns! King of Guns! King of Guns!"
Zhang Xian handed the gun back to the colonel. The colonel couldn't believe his eyes, took the gun, and sincerely shouted after everyone: "King of guns! You are really a king of guns!"
Zhang Xian smiled and told him calmly: "Actually, I am not the best gunner. I just have more coordinated hands and eyes and am more accurate than others. Hehe, in fact, as long as you work hard, anyone can do it."
"How did you work hard?" he asked.
Zhang Xian didn't answer, but Wang Jiang answered for him: "He is a fool. In order to practice aiming, he can lie on the ground motionless for twenty hours, without water or rice, not even mosquito bites or flies." Feel."
The colonel looked at him, a pair of deep eyes flashing, and he sighed and said: "Your efforts are not something ordinary people can do. Since you have done it, you are worthy of the title of Gun King, so you You should get used to being called that by others."
"Report to the division commander! All ten shots hit!" Captain Zhang ran over panting and saluted the colonel and reported.
"Commander?" Zhang Xian and Wang Jiang both looked at the commander in front of them in surprise. Could he be Fang Qing, the commander of the 11th Division?
"Yes, he is our division commander! He was just promoted to major general yesterday." Company Commander Zhang told them with a smile. At this time, he also admired the cadet soldier in front of him to the extreme.
"Mr. Fang!" Zhang Xian and Wang Jiang stood at attention and saluted him at the same time. They did not expect that the car they took was actually the teacher's car.
"No need, no need!" Mr. Fang waved his hand, signaling everyone to relax.
"Wewe didn't know you were the division commander!" Wang Jiang was a little timid when he spoke. After all, their position was too low and they had never seen a senior official.
"Okay, the teacher is also an ordinary person!" Fang Qing said with a smile: "Let's go on the road. Kid, you'd better take a car with me!"
"Yes!" The two agreed in unison. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com