Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

The banks of Wageningen's moat were packed with celebratory crowds.With difficulty New York and Boston kept within sight of each other, slipping through the crowd on the bridge.

The Canadian soldiers were not as careless as their southern neighbors, but they were much more relaxed than usual.They mixed with the local Dutch people, hugging and kissing unhindered by national and language differences, making the scene dazzling.Compared with those officers and soldiers who celebrated and relaxed after a battle in the past, they have more reasons to let go of their reserve and burden: this is not the calm between two fierce battles, not the detente after a conflict, not before the uncertain future comes. Seize the limited time for a brief indulgence to forget the ubiquitous death.Peace has truly come to Europe, and they can finally go home, pick up those long-familiar daily life that can only be experienced in war, and take control of life back into their own hands.

The previous day, May 5, was known as Victory in Europe Day.In the few days after the capture of Berlin, the German armed forces in Italy, the Netherlands, Denmark and Germany surrendered one after another, and the army, navy and air force scattered all over the country became prisoners of war at the same time. This is an extremely rare spectacle in modern history.The victory came with early warning, but it was caught off guard.In a university hall in Wageningen, the Netherlands, the Canadian Army accepted the surrender of the Germans, and the small, uncontested town burst into a sea of ​​joy.People threw colored paper, sprinkled flower petals, and danced around. After the announcement of the surrender of the German army, the announcer's words on the radio were basically ignored, and they were drowned out by the laughter.

Hague led them to a relatively secluded neighborhood.Most of the officials who came to Wageningen to attend the surrender ceremony of the Dutch army stayed in the hotel of the Agricultural University, but the people who met in New York stayed in a private house.Hague's dark blond hair had fallen a few petals from the crowd, and he had no intention of brushing them away, but dutifully led them to a house painted in red and white, and then prepared to leave.

Boston turned to go with him.New York stopped her: "Wait. You're not going...?"

Boston blinked: "Do I need to go?"

"I've already walked to someone else's door. Otherwise, you ran here on purpose..."

"Because there's nothing else to do today except wandering around, I'll walk with you for a while. But I also know that it's not a lady's job not to back off in time and act as a light bulb." Boston happily put her beautiful red hair The long brown hair flicked, letting them fall naturally to the shoulders, "Let's give up the chance of being alone to a gentleman who deliberately crossed the Atlantic again, just to see someone who has been thinking about it."

New York laughed.Of course he couldn't have crossed the sea again for such a thing, but Boston's joke was not offensive, but wise and humane, so why didn't he accept it?

Hague also smiled knowingly. "I'm going to see if there's anything I can do in Ottawa. Come with me if the Boston lady doesn't come in?"

Boston readily agreed.The two drifted away, leaving New York to face the house alone, hesitating for a while before stepping in.

The steward led him across the porch.This is a clean and tidy room, decorated with elegant paints, all the necessities are placed, and there are no superfluous things, so it looks a bit empty.As a temporary resting place, there is nothing to blame, but New York has a kind of feeling of non-conformity.Probably because Amsterdam likes to clean up the house, but also puts a lot of useful and useless gadgets, and does not pursue the unity of home form and color. The final effect is colorful and orderly. This habit is partly passed to New York.He entered the bedroom, and the clerk set out the tea and left.

The person sitting on the bed was much more haggard than he remembered.The home clothes fit the frame but looked wide, the already fair complexion became paler, and the once dazzling pale blond hair looked like wilted grass that had lost moisture.New York pulled up a chair and sat down. After the routine greeting, he said directly: "In the past, some people said that you and I look like brothers, although there is only a little resemblance. But when I look at you now, I can't find a trace of you."

Amsterdam smiled nonchalantly: "If you still look like this, it means that your health is very worrying." He raised his eyes, and he met the other party's rare and worried serious eyes, "We have met each other at the ceremony, and you are still so eager Look at me?"

"You wore makeup and took medication during the ceremony."

"So once you take off your makeup, you can't bear to look directly?"

"To be honest, almost. But I'm glad you didn't show me your makeup face."

This seems to be a kind of tacit understanding that originated from the beginning and cannot be erased even after a long time of estrangement.Amsterdam did not deliberately use make-up and medicine to cover up his sickness as he did when he attended the surrender ceremony, nor did he receive him in the living room according to the general hospitality etiquette. He just followed the doctor's advice and rested quietly on the bed, not because of his illness. Be prepared for your visit.Just like many years ago, when one was a half-grown youth and the other was a child whose mind was just opening, what was always revealed in front of him was his true self.Yet New York has never seen Amsterdam as weak as it is today.

"I heard from Hague that you returned to China two months ago?"

"The original intention is to deal with domestic affairs. I didn't expect to catch up with the president's death, but it's considered..." New York shrugged with a wry smile, "It's better than not catching up. Ah Hua's attention has turned to the Pacific Ocean, and he has no time to fight the European war." I will come over again for the rest of the mess."

"You just remembered that your war is not over yet." Amsterdam looked at his skinny and pale fingers on the quilt, "Fortunately, it's over for me, I really can't stand another wave Live. I always thought I was young, but I have been unable to do so for too long, maybe I am really old.”

"That's not the case, you're not even 700 years old, are you? It's all because of those Germans, I've heard about it," New York said with deep anger, "Being tortured and abused by them... no It’s no wonder that you can’t do what you want.” [Note 1] Amsterdam raised one eyebrow, as if he was both surprised and somewhat relieved by New York’s anger, and then turned his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned down, transitioning into a feeling of wanting to laugh and cry Subtle expression: "Then you probably didn't hear everything. They were quite polite to me at first, and almost let me tie the knot with a handsome castellan in northern Germany—maybe a beautiful woman, I'm not interested anyway. happy match."

"What?!"

In the background sound of New York being severely frightened, Amsterdam took a sip from his teacup and calmed down: "Of course I would rather die than follow, and they slowly became ruthless."

"It's strange that you would rather die than come out of your mouth." New York recovered from the shock and replied consciously.

"National interests and personal interests, there must always be one of the two to form a reason for marriage. This marriage proposal is a negative value, no matter what the nature of the fiancé is, it will become my possible marriage partner in history. The worst one must be rejected. Besides, what era is it, and you still use such an old-fashioned method to contact neighboring countries? Even if the blood is similar, you can't give birth to a more 'pure' child."

"It's a good thing you refused." New York said with a blank expression, "If they force you to get married, I'll immediately go to North Germany to find your partner and see if I don't beat him to death."

"Oh? Can I understand that you care about me?"

"up to you."

Amsterdam wanted to tease him a few more words, but suddenly he felt dizzy and turned around. When he stabilized his vision again, New York, who was being relocated to the edge of the bed, supported his upper body. "I'm sorry," he said in a low voice, "I'm a little anemic, I had a good chat, and I couldn't sit still..."

"I know. Would you rather lie back?"

"No. You finally came here, I still have something to say." Amsterdam didn't ask for permission separately, so he moved his head and found a comfortable position in New York's shoulder socket to lean in.The picture of two tall men cuddling close is a bit weird in common sense, but it is given a harmonious color by the weakness of one of them. "Are you as tall as me?" he asked.

"It seems to be two centimeters away."

"Almost. And you are much stronger than when you were a child, both visually and tactilely..." The back of Amsterdam's hand moved gently on the fabric of New York's chest.

New York rolled his eyes toward the ceiling. "I don't mind...but for your health's sake, you'd better stop playing."

"Stingy." Although complaining, Amsterdam obediently stopped. "Then let me tell you something else. Before you came, Hague told me that before the war was over, he was already discussing with Brussels an idea about the establishment of a European transnational economic community. Starting from basic industries and a few The country started and slowly expanded, breaking through the limitations of the country to a certain extent, and evolving into a relatively stable alliance."

"It's a good idea. If it works, it should be very beneficial to your economic development in the Netherlands." New York paused for a while and said, "However, your motivation..."

"That's right, my starting point is not economics. ... I hate the hatred and war between countries, that's the main reason."

"I understand." New York gathered his fingers.

"No, you don't understand. You are a big country now, and you will be a big country in the future. You have your own values ​​that you must uphold and promote. For these, you have made great sacrifices, and you will not hesitate to denounce force and war. You often also learn from force and war. Profit. I, in essence, cannot understand the practice of using one idea to overwhelm another, and one group to conquer another group. Although I have also benefited from the war, I still have scars in the end..."

The drain on Amsterdam's energy to say such a long paragraph is obvious.He paused for a moment before continuing: "In the beginning, the Jews who fled from Germany to my city hoped that my city and my country would protect them from persecution, just like the tolerance of the past hundreds of years. But... During the five years when our country was occupied, almost all of them were killed... This is my dereliction of duty. But I still don't understand, how can people have so much hatred for those who are different from themselves? From the pool of blood, I can only see my distorted face , can you see anything else of value?"

"They can get the satisfaction of eliminating dissidents."

"I knew it, and you can understand." Amsterdam closed his eyes slightly, "In fact, I knew it from the moment the Puritans left my port...England at that time could not tolerate the Puritans, and when the Netherlands tolerated them, they But I can’t tolerate the Dutch who tolerated them. 【Note 2】Nothing is absolute, maybe it’s what I can’t understand, which constitutes the source of your strength... We all have our own destiny, and we have our own destiny in this world. The position and responsibility in the world are also the subtleties of God's arrangement."

New York is looking at the brilliant sunshine outside. This is a good weather, but just looking at the sky will never think of the disaster that has just ended on this land.He pondered for a long time in his recollection, and said: "However... no matter how big or small a country is, they all suffered enough in the two wars of this century. No matter how big or small a country is, it has important responsibilities to bear, and your responsibility is to put forward good ideas. Idea, implement it, promote it, with your ability, you will surely succeed in time. The European economy will gradually become one, and then, there will never be such a terrible war again."

"It's about..." The characteristic sly look of Amsterdam returned, "You can also comfort others. I have grown into a reliable man physically and mentally. As a teacher, I am very pleased."

"Ha, it's all thanks to your cultivation."

When I went out in New York, I saw several Canadians from Boston and Ottawa waiting outside the door, talking and laughing together.A wreath was newly worn on Boston's head. She waved to him, and when he came over, she leaned into his ear and whispered, "How is it going?"

"After saying something, he went to bed first when he was tired."

"Just like that?"

"Otherwise, what are you expecting?"

Boston laughed and said nothing.New York seemingly inadvertently avoided her questioning gaze and turned to the surging crowd in the distance.

Europe will rise from the ashes, just as this country will rise from the bottom.This is the future that will inevitably come after peace is achieved, a destiny that can be realized without blood and tears.There is no need to doubt, no need to panic, because life is guaranteed, the shackles have been broken, the fog has dissipated, the sun has returned, and everything can go on the road again.

However, there is still a lot of fog ahead of his country's destiny.

The base camp meeting room was empty, with only three people occupying one end of the long table.Passing through the air where the dust has not been dispersed, there is dim sunlight entering the room. Because of its weakness, the shadows cast on the wooden floor by the curtains are not very obvious. All in one.This is an unusual sunny day since the start of the US strategic bombing of the Japanese mainland.

After the air supremacy was gradually taken away, countless air fortresses of the U.S. Air Force hovered over Japan like lingering ghosts, carrying a large number of escort aircraft formations, magazines filled with explosives, and the targets on the combat map pointing to 80 cities . In a major air raid in March, the capital Tokyo was blown up into a sea of ​​​​flames, killing 3 people in one day.Bombers sometimes descended to a very low position, which can be easily caught with the naked eye, and there are fewer escort planes than common sense, but Japan's air defense forces have been unable to recover, and they can only stare blankly in many cases.

Sitting in front of a stack of reports, Yokohama reported to Tokyo the situation in Okinawa.Generally, Yokohama or other assistants only need to make a preliminary summary of the battle report and hand it over to Tokyo for reading. However, in view of the current situation of Tokyo's declining health and energy, the reporting process has been changed to a way that is more worry-free for Tokyo.

"...The above is the summary of the battle situation as of today." Yokohama finished the report and looked towards Tokyo, waiting for his response.

Tokyo asked: "In terms of the navy, does Nagasaki think there is anything to add?"

"No." Nagasaki lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he saw his clasped hands on his knees through the dark wood of the table.His complexion is not good, his lips are pale, and his hair lacks luster, but he is still in the best condition among the three in the conference room.

Then there was a silence.Nagasaki seemed to suddenly recall something he had accidentally forgotten before, and raised his head in a hurry, asking with uncertainty: "Then... do you have anything to say about the Battle of Okinawa?"

Tokyo cleared his throat before speaking. "The situation is basically expected." He said slowly, "I don't need to criticize the general direction. Don't make a blind charge easily, but rely on terrain and fortifications to resist tenaciously. It has been proved by the practice of Biak Island and Iwo Jima. It worked, and there is no higher priority for this battle so far. [Note 3] However, the report mentions holding on to the underground bunkers... Yokohama, what is the proportion of the bunkers covering the island?"

Yokohama replied without any pause: "It can be said that the coverage is very wide. General Ushishima predicted in advance when the enemy would land, and the landing point was also accurately measured, so the fortifications such as bunkers, rails, and forts were quite well prepared. Although the battle is tough, according to the reports of the generals, if we can continue to resist on land and use kamikaze to destroy most of the combat power of the U.S. fleet at sea, we will have a chance of winning that cannot be ignored, and there is hope for a turnaround.”

"Very good." Tokyo spit out a word, and suddenly burst into a violent cough.He pressed his heaving chest and forced his breath to subside. "Since the pilots of the kamikaze are strong-willed, I don't need to worry about it."

As soon as he changed the topic, his tone began to rise. "However, we cannot make too optimistic assumptions. Biak Island and Iwo Jima were tactically successful, and the officers and soldiers regarded death as home. Why did they still fall? It must not be forgotten that the absolute strength of the US military is much superior to ours. This fact cannot be ignored. The military and civilians on the island need more effective means and more decisive command. We can no longer retreat in Okinawa. In order to preserve the country, we must make up our minds to sacrifice some interests within the necessary range..."

Yokohama understands.Nagasaki looked distressed, as if he didn't quite agree with Tokyo's speech, but he only needed to understand Tokyo's will and pass it on to the generals in battle. It would be of no benefit to him to argue any more and create many side issues.He was about to declare that he would clearly convey the signal to the people below, when he heard another burst of uncontrollable coughing, which was more intense than the previous few times, mixed with rapid panting and faintly audible dangerous murmurs coming from the depths of the trachea .

When he didn't know how to react, Yokohama had already stood up: "Your Majesty! You..."

Tokyo covered his mouth with his left hand and waved his right hand.

As the frequency and intensity of air strikes intensified, Tokyo's physical condition was visibly deteriorating.The latest sharp deterioration came after the news that the Soviet army captured Berlin on May 5. Before that, Tokyo could still restrain itself from showing too much abnormality on official occasions.Regarding Germany's final surrender, Tokyo simply briefed everyone, as if it was an unimportant event that happened in another hemisphere. Although it was not good news, it did not hurt feelings.In the briefing, his only two sentences with personal feelings were: "At the end of the European War, tens of thousands of German troops often lost their will to fight and were captured by the enemy. This is understandable, but it is also regrettable. I believe , even if they have to face the worst situation—being landed on the mainland by the U.S. military, the soldiers of the empire will still be unyielding, fighting to the last moment of dying, and will never follow in their footsteps.”

Anyone with a bit of experience and common sense would have guessed that the blow to Tokyo was by no means as harmless as he had shown. The three Axis countries that signed the Iron Covenant in 1940, although they had their own ideas, it was not easy to get together. After all, they have worked hard towards a common goal and had hoped for convergence.However, among the three fascist governments, the one in Italy was overthrown by dissatisfied people under the pressure of the Allied Forces two years ago, and Mussolini's body was hung upside down for display everywhere.Germany, the most powerful mainstay of the Axis powers, has been declining day by day since 1943, and was crushed by the counterattacking Allied forces in one fell swoop.The nation-states that Japan had supported in Nanyang turned their backs one after another when they saw the wrong direction. The most sudden one was Myanmar, which welcomed the return of the British army one month after Yangon's defection.Almost all the strongholds won by sea superiority in the early days of the Pacific War were lost one by one, and resources in every aspect were in a hurry.The naval fleet has been unable to compete with the U.S. military after Midway Island, and can only pin its hopes on the "Kamikaze" and various similar weapons that burn the lives of the pilots and initiate suicide dive bombing... They are completely helpless.

Yokohama cannot turn a blind eye.He said eagerly: "You may have a lung disease. You can't ignore it any longer, go for an examination as soon as possible..."

"No! That kind of disease can only be contracted by poor people. I have been well taken care of, and it won't happen to me." Tokyo calmed down, put away the handkerchief, and refuted back in a firm tone. "I won't talk about Okinawa today. Call Osaka in. I think he's been waiting for a while."

"Cancel the meeting? You go back to rest first, he will understand."

"I made an appointment with him to discuss financial issues, and I will not delay if I can. I'm fine, go and ask him to come in."

Yokohama reluctantly left his seat.Before he reached the door, a figure had already appeared by the door.Osaka stepped on the threshold, neither advancing nor retreating, just standing still and facing them.

"Sorry, I can't wait, I'm coming in first." Osaka said, "Do you mind if I overheard a few words?"

"It doesn't matter." Tokyo said lightly, letting Yokohama and Nagasaki leave the meeting room first.

After the two left, Osaka didn't really enter the house.He shuffled to the edge of the chair Nagasaki had been sitting on, held on to the upper edge of the chair back and did not sit down immediately.

"How about this month's financial balance, is it okay?"

"It's not good at all." Osaka said with a cold sarcasm in his tone, "Do you think it's still good?"

Tokyo did not answer him directly.He folded his hands and looked out the window at the thinly lit sky. "I think of what General Yamamoto said before the attack on Pearl Harbor. If a war is launched, the navy can be guaranteed to survive for a year, but it cannot be guaranteed after one year...Finance and resources seem to be the same."

"I'm also unbelievable." Osaka sighed faintly, "It is obvious that you were extremely sensitive to finances 20 years ago. When it came to diplomacy with the United States, you actually had the guts to take such a big risk. You really thought you could sustain it, Support war with war to avoid all this from happening?"

"I can't go back to this point. If you work hard, you can still get through."

Osaka tilted his head to the side, as if he didn't intend to comment on it.His long bangs were not fully combed, and with the movement of his head, a few strands fell down to block his eyes.He just stared into Tokyo's eyes through those few strands of hair, and said, "Well, let's not talk about this. I heard some interesting things from other sources, but they are not very interesting. What you just said 'To the extent necessary, make up your mind to sacrifice some interests'..." His tone became more serious, and every word seemed to pop out from between his teeth instead of uttering it, "...What's going on? "

Like a flock of organized migratory birds, the formation of fighter jets rose from the distant skyline and gradually approached, turning into a clearly visible regular shape composed of wings and fuselage on both sides.When they landed on the ground with a roar, the tires rubbed against the runway and mixed with the sound of the engine to make a more majestic torrent-like sound.No sooner had the front plane stopped taxiing than the cabin was opened, and the pilot inside jumped to the ground and unhooked his helmet.

It was a girl who looked very young, and her figure was just of adulthood, but she was slender and tall enough to withstand the lack of oxygen at high altitude, the dizziness of rolling, the entanglement of enemy planes, and all kinds of solid ground far away from the human beings. unexpected crisis.She was surprised when she saw the group of people waiting at this small airport, because although there was an announcement in advance, the number of people was not as many as she thought, and the characters were more important than she thought.

She calmed down and stepped forward to salute respectfully.

"Tell us the situation on the front line." Wuhan replied kindly.

Zhijiang hesitated for a moment, and looked at them uncertainly: "I think gentlemen already know..."

"We want to hear definitive answers from the front lines."

"Understood." There was a deep breath in the middle, and then Zhijiang raised his voice, making his voice clearer and firmer, "The threat to Zhijiang Airport has been completely removed. Wuyang and Xinning have all recovered, and the Japanese army besieged Wugang After escaping, there is no sign of returning, and our army is determined to switch to a counterattack. The army and air force continue to cooperate, and we will surely achieve greater results in the follow-up battle!"

When her words fell to the ground, the crowd cheered and laughed knowingly, not presumptuously, but with joy from the heart.

"So," Yichang asked, "is it a good time to start?"

"Appropriate...Of course it is appropriate."

A ready bomber was waiting on another runway. Wuhan, Yichang, Changsha, Hengyang and Nanjing filed in from under the opened hatch, and Zhijiang was the last to enter.Without further ado, it quickly lifted them into the air with the rest of the necessary crew, escorted by fighter jets.

After a period of climbing, the plane remained in a position that was neither high nor low, and could clearly overlook the general situation of the mountains and rivers below without being obscured by clouds.The purpose of their trip is the Xuefeng Mountain area in Huaihua, whose eastern foothills are the main battlefield of the recent battle. 【Note 4】There is still a long time before the arrival, and people get close to each other and start talking.

Wuhan withdrew his attention from the scenery outside the porthole, and found that Zhijiang was sitting in the farthest corner, still looking a little nervous, watching them secretly from the corner of his eye.He greeted her with a smile: "What's the matter? Seeing so many of us, did it scare you?"

"Well... no, I just didn't expect it." Only then did Zhi Jiang dare to use his eyes, and suddenly found something new after going around, but he didn't know if it was appropriate to say it, so he covered his mouth with his hand: "Hey... "

"Oh, I've been discovered." Chang Sha leaned back on the back seat and hugged his arms, "The five of us are simply called the 'Occupied City Representative Frontline Sightseeing Team', and each of us has a badge on his chest to indicate his identity, isn't it? Very vivid?"

Wuhan stabbed him: "In front of the younger generation, don't make trouble."

"Zhi Jiang is not a person without a sense of humor, you are, don't be prudish."

Hengyang and Yichang laughed softly, Zhijiang didn't hold back, and laughed along with them.This kind of remark would have been very sensitive a few months ago, but it is not so important now, and it is okay to say it as a joke in private.Zhijiang's answer strengthened their confidence, and they already had sufficient reasons to believe that the situation of the enemy would soon be changed.People usually shy away from talking about good things before they happen, as if they talk too much that the meat raised to their mouths will slip away, and it is irrelevant to replace it with a bad thing that has been accomplished.

Nanjing explained: "In fact, this is the case. We go around the front line where we have mastered the air power and are not in a state of combat. We can intuitively grasp the existing combat effectiveness of the Japanese army and the situation of our army. However, the symbolic meaning is still greater than the actual meaning. , Such a cruising circle is to send a signal to all the city representatives that our country has fallen, no matter whether they stay behind or come to the rear, that we have the ability to counterattack, and it is easy to reach the front line where the battle has just occurred. Therefore, regaining their homes, Winning must be in that bright future."

Zhijiang suddenly realized and nodded.Heng Yang spoke to her and asked about the specific situation on the battlefield, and the two chatted along the topic.Nanjing turned its head and said softly to Wuhan: "CPC's counterattack... started last month, right?"

Wuhan replied in a low voice: "I have confirmed with Xi'an. The number of villages and towns liberated is quite considerable, and there are a large number of puppet troops with low morale. It is also easier. Judging from the large-scale mobilization of the New Fourth Army and the Eighth Route Army, they What's going on should be a major offensive that's been prepared."

"How impressive is considerable?"

"He didn't say the detailed figures, so he probably couldn't know that much." Even if he knew, it would be inconvenient to say, Wuhan thought. "Fortunately, we are not far behind. Germany surrendered, and this time the Japanese army was stopped at the foot of Xuefeng Mountain. In the future, the Japanese army must shrink the defense line for the overall situation. In order to prevent the US military from landing on the eastern coast, they should not take the initiative to attack again."

"Well. If there is any more fighting, it will be our turn to advance eastward." Nanjing went down the river knowingly, and did not continue to play on the previous topic. "Finally saved the airport, and I can explain it in face. Although equipped with beautiful weapons this time, it is really not easy to block the enemy."

Wuhan made a voice of approval, saying that hearing the news of this successful resistance is far from the meaning brought by an ordinary small victory.Immediately afterwards, he remembered something again: "By the way... I think Peiping should come this time. Is he okay?"

"Probably so."

"It's a pity. When I go back, I have to describe to him what I saw today."

"Well."

Nanjing's answer was a little absent-minded.At this time, Changsha's excited voice sounded: "Look! We have arrived at Xuefeng Mountain!"

People flocked to the windows.The beautiful mountains of Xuefeng Mountain appear under a few wisps of thin white clouds: the top of the mountain is shining with pure white snow that does not melt all the year round, and under the snow line, it has already been covered with green clothes in response to the arrival of spring, with lush and dense broad leaves. The forest stretches long and takes up most of its slopes.It is steep in the south and gradually gentle in the north, ending at the shore of Dongting Lake.Many small rivers are like streamers lying across the mountains, meandering through the folds of the mountains. Where the light blue river water meets the dark green mountains and forests, small irregular mud flats are occasionally exposed.

Xuefeng Mountain is not an undeveloped mountain area.There are many roads and roads passing through the lower valleys, not only at the foot of the mountains, but also scattered among the mountains are some human settlements.Since last year, in order to deal with possible attacks, the military and civilians in western Hunan have destroyed roads and dug fortifications in the mountainous areas. Although no large strongholds have been built, some scattered black spots can be vaguely seen from the air.

Zhijiang is already very familiar with the scenery here.But in the hearts of the other five people, a strange emotion quietly rose.From the air, the roads are but thin lines, the houses are but dots, and even the villages and towns that have been run by people for generations are but a blurred shape.The creations that human beings have devoted a lot of hard work, blood, sweat and long time, as long as they step back a little, they are so insignificant!Even making limited changes to the landscape, blowing up a few sections of the mountain, or digging a tunnel in the mountain, what is the achievement compared with the innate craftsmanship of nature?

But after all, human beings have taken a step forward.They are changing the world in their own modest efforts, and although they often fall back and choose the wrong direction, they never flinch, are intimidated by violence, or do nothing in fear.When the flood floods, build dikes to resist it; when night falls, light torches to disperse it.The cold wind of war has taken thousands of lives, and the era of peace does not mean that happiness is at your fingertips.They live a hard and humble life, but they also try their best to stand up proudly.To this nature, they may really be nothing, but to survive here, with a weak and fragile body, and accumulate small changes bit by bit, it is already a great achievement!

The plane slowly lowered its altitude.They can see more of the valley. The road is rugged and muddy, and is often shrouded in rain and fog from the mountainside. A few days ago, the Chinese and Japanese armies fought hand-to-hand in such an environment.There is still blood in the moat of Wugang.In Shanmu Mountain not far from Zhijiang Airport, there are still fallen trees lying in the fierce battle.In the sky above the Japanese-occupied railways, airports and bridges in the east, Chinese and American air force fleets flew by in turn, sometimes bombing at high altitude, sometimes swooping down and strafing.

There were no longer any enemy troops in the Xuefeng Mountains.All three of their attacks were intercepted and repulsed, on their way back.At the eastern foot, they saw a group of Chinese troops moving, and they were probably ordered to pursue them, dividing and encircling the retreating Japanese troops.The plane lowered a little more, slowed down, and roared over the army.When the officers and soldiers heard the drone of the planes and saw their formation, they waved their hands, some even raised their guns, and cheered them.

Hengyang looked down: "Will they catch up?"

"It will." Zhijiang said.

"Hmm..." Hengyang's eyes fell on Zhijiang's face, and his voice became softer. "The most important thing for them is to pay tribute to you. Every time I received air support from your troops last year, I felt at ease. You have contributed a lot to this battle..."

Zhi Jiang wanted to politely decline a sentence, but he stared at the other party, but the words stuck in his throat for a long time before he could speak.She finally just turned her head away, pretending not to hear clearly, but was betrayed by the blush on her cheeks.

Changsha watched the two from a few steps away, they were a family after all, even though they couldn't hear what they were talking about, they could roughly guess what was going on, secretly amused.It is not his style to always observe others, so he had some insights and greeted Wuhan: "After I observed the American soldiers, I felt that although they had a big appetite, demanded a lot, and were frizzy and not sensible, there were some places that deserved our attention. study."

"which places?"

"Let's put it this way, they are better at expressing happy emotions. When they are happy, they will scream and jump, hugging together, unlike us, who have been suppressed for too long and have too many scruples, and have forgotten how to express their emotions naturally. I also heard from them that if there is a girl from their own country, and everyone is happy to hold a kiss, even strangers will definitely not mind..."

Wuhan twisted his mouth: "So what do you want to express?"

"Ah, that. Not yet, I mean, we