chaotic world

Du Yunfeng went to Xuzhou to rectify the troops and stepped up the construction of fortifications. The Japanese army in the Battle of Songhu landed in Hangzhou Bay and Shanghai fell.The Japanese soldiers in Shandong immediately became excited. Although the goal of "destroying China in March" failed, the Japanese invaders did capture a series of important cities along the East China route.

The next goal is to cannibalize Henan and Jiangsu.

Every extra bit of preparation is an extra bit of hope to persevere. Du Yunfeng put all his energy on the battlefield.

Zhou Lan's entire army was wiped out, and Du Yunfeng was no longer worried.As soon as He Si's matter was over, Du Yunfeng thought about it, and sent troops to escort Zhou Lan and the rest of his family to Chongqing, where there were many mountains and dangerous waters, and it was relatively safe.

People were dying every day, and the soldier dolls who were eating together just now were crushed into meat by armored chariots on the battlefield in a blink of an eye.

People are not human anymore, they have become war machines and ashes of gunfire, and after he experienced the changes of gain and loss, love and hatred intertwined, his heart lost the ability to bleed, and he became numb to everything.

For him, what he thinks about when he opens his eyes every day is to lead his little soldiers to live through this day full of gunfire.

He greeted his 27th birthday amidst the rumble of guns.

On his birthday, apart from the heavy artillery fire from ground to ground and ground to air, what almost pierced his eardrums was Song Shudong's roar.

A transfer order was sent from Chongqing to transfer Song Shudong to Chongqing to assist the Wartime Temporary Logistics Support Department of the Military Commission in building a military division industry in the rear.

This is a safe and decent job.

"I won't go," Song Shudong yelled, "I'll just stay by your side. If I don't go to Chongqing, why would they send me away?"

Du Yunfeng's ears were deafened by the artillery fire. Even if the war is temporarily stopped for rest, he still feels the rumbling sound around him, as if a train is passing by, so Song Shudong's anger sounds neither penetrating nor deterrent to him. .

I just heard him say in a neutral tone: "Go, it's safe there. I wrote to my former teacher to recommend you to go."

"I won't go, I'll be in Dulu, I won't leave." Song Shudong wasn't mentally prepared at all, he thought that Du Yunfeng would scold him and beat him, and that he might have a cold war with him, but he didn't expect that he could support him with one shot From far away in Shanxi, "Yunfeng, you are still fighting, how can I go by myself?"

"But Du Lu doesn't need you." Du Yunfeng took off his riding boots, threw them on the ground, and sat on a wooden chair exhausted, "How dare I use a fake military adjutant?"

Song Shudong panicked completely, Du Yunfeng didn't talk about personal grievances with him, instead he talked about business matters.

No matter how Song Shudong begged, Du Yunfeng turned a deaf ear to it. When Song Shudong said unscrupulously: "You slept with me for so long, if you don't want it, you don't want it?"

Du Yunfeng frowned in annoyance. He picked up Song Shudong's collar and almost lifted him up.

"Save face for everyone." He said, "Shudong, if you hadn't been kind to me, what you did would be enough for me to shoot you [-] times."

On the same day, under Du Yunfeng's oral order, Zhao Xiaohu and his guards "guarded" Song Shudong onto the train, and the two guards "guarded" Adjutant Song all the way to Chongqing as instructed, until the military committee reported on logistics.

If you report the report, you can't be a deserter. If you catch a deserter in wartime, it is a felony to be shot.

And a week later, the soldiers from Shangqiu also came back.

Du Yunfeng just got off the battlefield, he glanced at them smokyly, but he didn't see the expected person, he asked suspiciously: "Where's Zhou Lan?"

Several soldiers looked at each other and hesitated, and finally one of the older ones stood up.

"Report to the traveler, Mr. Zhou is gone."

"Gone?" Du Yunfeng hid in the temporary command post in the trench. The shelter was as tall as a person, making the small space very depressing. "Where did you go?"

"Just... I just don't know where to go." The veteran said, "The day after Battalion Commander He was cremated, we went to the ward to pick up Mr. Zhou. At dawn, Master Zhou went out on crutches, and he never came back after that."

"What are you doing to eat?" Du Yunfeng suddenly became angry, "You can't take care of anyone, so what's the use of you?!"

"It's useless to be a lowly position, so calm down the passenger seat." The veteran said, and the other soldiers also made promises.

A shell suddenly exploded nearby, and in the violent shaking, Du Yunfeng fell to the ground to avoid the dust and rocks.

He shook his head to shake off the dirt, as if he was used to this kind of life, the scout ran in to report, and whispered a few words to him quickly.

The temporary command post was unsafe, Du Yunfeng gave the order, and a group of people rushed out.

At the end of 1937, Du Yunfeng led his heavy artillery brigade into the quagmire of the North China War of Resistance, while Zhou Lan disappeared alone that early winter morning, and has never been heard from since.

Japan's plot to "subjugate China in March" was thwarted, and all its vigor was wiped out, and it became angry in Nanjing, killing unarmed civilians.

Behind the hysteria is a sense of failure that cannot be complacent, and a sense of panic about the unpredictable future.

During the three months of the battle of Songhu, the Chinese army lost a large number of elite troops, and finally fell. In order to prevent the Japanese navy from going up the river, the Chinese navy sank the Yangtze River, and all the ports in Jiangyin and other important places were blown up, and the river was seriously blocked. The navy shattered the enemy's strategy of going up the river with annihilation of the entire army.

And during the three months of life and death, a large number of industrial equipment and personnel were transferred to the hinterland of the hinterland. In the land of Bashan Shushui, in the place of suffering and evil in Yunnan, Guizhou, military factories hidden deep in the mountains were re-established. Continuous delivery of weapons.

The Chinese army in North China tried their best to support them. They could not see the hope of victory, but they also had no retreat after failure.The Japanese, on the other hand, came from a distant island country, and they were powerless to go deep into the vast hinterland of China. The forward attack was powerless, and the backward was a nightmare of losing everything.

The battlefield is a purgatory for all, without exception.

And Du Yunfeng in purgatory has evolved into a numb war machine, shuttling between the hail of bullets and bullets every day, even eating and sleeping as he pleases. With seemingly calm but numb nerves, he directs battles one after another. The soldiers returned to Shandong and cooperated with the guerrillas to fight several wonderful victories.

He didn't have time to sigh with emotion. Some of the guerrillas were the rogues he drove to the Northwest back then. They were mud-legged. Now they have regular equipment, and they look good when fighting. They are quite thieves. Take a shot. Change to another place.

The former enemies are now fighting side by side. Although there is still a gap, but in the face of the enemy, unanimity is the only choice.

In the blink of an eye, three years later, Du Yunfeng moved to Shandong and Henan, and went through the battle of Wuhan, escaping from death again and again, killing countless Japanese soldiers and countless subordinates.He has made countless military achievements, he was promoted from brigade commander to division commander all the way, and finally he was promoted to army commander in the year he was stationed in Changsha, and he became a general at a young age.

"Yunfeng, when the commander recommended you to come here, I actually had some doubts. I always felt that there was something unclear about you. You are suitable for being a soldier, and you are not suitable."

The person who spoke was Director Zhang of the Education Department of the Central Army Military Academy. Of course, he is not only a director now, but also the deputy director of the Education Committee of the Chongqing National Government and the chief education officer of the Whampoa Military Academy.

"The mentor is straight to the point, I would like to hear the details." Du Yunfeng was very polite.In fact, he is far more powerful than the other party's vanity, but he has a secret mission on this trip, so he is extraordinarily tactful.

Director Zhang came to Changsha for inspection, and Du Yunfeng, who was busy with construction work, received an important secret order from the military command, asking him to use his nepotism in Huangpu to get in touch with Director Zhang more in case of emergencies.

Du Yunfeng entered Whampoa at the beginning through the relationship of Commander Zhang. This Director Zhang helped out, so it can be said that he is an old acquaintance.

In the past few years, the Anti-Japanese War has been fought vigorously, and the domestic political arena has also been brilliant. The Nationalist Government has also been divided into several forces, each with its own political views.

As a bigwig in the party, Wang Zhaoming has been under Chairman Jiang for many years, and he has always been unwilling.Seeing that the Japanese had invaded Wuhan, Wang's disciples began to express different opinions, promoting peaceful nation-building with great fanfare, and they seemed to be fighting against each other.

Generalissimo Jiang put out the fire outside, but he had to go home and continue to put out the fire. Internal and external troubles made him unable to do what he wanted. The Chongqing Nationalist Government was about to fail.

Du Yunfeng is not a politician, but as the leader of an army, he can't escape the political vortex. The Jiang family and the Wang family are secretly competing for power, in order to make their own group bigger and the other party's power smaller.

No, the chairman's secret order was to let him get close to Wang's party members.

In the early spring, Yuelu Academy was shrouded in a warm and cold atmosphere. Director Zhang sent electricity to Du Jun several times before he came to Changsha. Now that Du Yunfeng really came to visit, the plan of attracting talents was half successful.

The key to developing a closer relationship with an old person is to reminisce about the past together.

Director Zhang laughed out loud. It was a kind of flattery that he could put down his body and communicate frankly with the juniors.

Du Yunfeng has made great military achievements now, and he is a heavyweight in the real party.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you were energetic, but I also felt that your spirit was a bit evil," Director Zhang said with a smile, "Later, I thought, since you were recommended by Commander Zhang, I also wanted to Understood."

Commander Zhang is currently under house arrest by Commissar Chiang in Geleshan, Chongqing.Du Yunfeng immediately understood and smiled.

Commander Zhang made his fortune outside the customs, and his father was a bandit. Little Commander Zhang has been exposed to it since he was a child, so naturally he is accustomed to some habits.

And when he met Du Yunfeng by chance, they hit it off very well, maybe somewhere, it was because of some deja vu aura.

"Master really has insight." Du Yunfeng didn't intend to hide it. He didn't say it at the beginning because he couldn't remember. Now that he has military achievements, he is not afraid of others turning over his old account. It is not an exaggeration to say that it started from Qiangliang, at the time the commander valued it very much and pointed out a clear path for the students, so there was no way to go to the dark, otherwise it would be too late to regret.”

"Poor Commander, no one has the courage to take the responsibility for the sake of the country, and now it has ended up like this." Director Zhang said, looking at Du Yunfeng's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

"The commander is well-intentioned, which is embarrassing and moving, but the low-ranking person speaks lightly, even if he can't bear it, there is really nothing he can do." Du Yunfeng put himself in the same position as the other party, and the appearance of sharing the same hatred obviously satisfied Director Zhang.

"Yunfeng, don't underestimate yourself, you are very good." Director Zhang showed his scalp and was very satisfied with Du Yunfeng's frankness, "Among the students in that class, you were the best, and you will be the smartest on the battlefield later on. The most tenacious."

Du Lu, Du Shi, and Du Jun traveled across half of China, becoming stronger and stronger as they fought, gradually giving rise to hope in hopelessness.

"I figured it out later," Director Zhang continued, "Wars are not about embroidery or writing. You have to follow routines and tricks. Fighting is life and death, and whoever can survive will be king! The arrogance of your soldiers Son, agility is a good art of war, and being able to win battles is a good soldier.”

The so-called brutality and flexibility are all rhetorical methods.

Du Jun has a distinctive style and has his own way. Chongqing has repeatedly ordered not to kill prisoners, but Du’s military orders are not accepted. Du Jun not only robbed the logistics of the Banyuan Division intercepted in Shandong, but also took all the prisoners. Pit killed.

It is said that in order to save bullets, they were all beaten to death with sacks and sticks and buried.

Chongqing was really furious, but the battle in Shandong was very tight, and Du Yunfeng was only demoted from division commander to regiment commander. Half a year later, he was surrounded and guarded in Xuzhou, but Chongqing still reactivated him.

Of course, he also robbed ordinary people, robbed people and robbed food, so although Du Jun had a good record, his reputation was not very good.

"Teacher, students also have their own difficulties. My soldiers are so hungry that they can't hold their guns. How can they fight the devils? They all live with their heads pinned to their waistbands. They follow me. Not starving is the most basic thing. I If I can't let them eat, what face do I have as an army commander."

Du Yunfeng has a handsome face, but he is dark and rough after being in the wild all year round. Except for his bright eyes and neat military uniform, he has no valuables on him.

Looking at the wrist, there is not even a decent watch.

Director Zhang also heard that Du Yunfeng is not a greedy person, so much military expenditure has been passed from his hands, and he handed it over to his subordinates to take care of it.

The purpose of Zhang's trip was to test Du Yunfeng's tone, to see if they could become a united front in the future. Now that the goal was achieved, he changed the subject casually: "Yunfeng, how are your family members and children arranged?"

Du Yunfeng shook his head: "Students are single, one person is full, and the whole family is not hungry."

"What," Director Zhang slapped his thigh, he really didn't expect it, he said in surprise, "Are you going to stand up this year?"

"I'm 32 years old," Du Yunfeng said.

Director Zhang found it unbelievable, he said: "You, you are still single, you are so old..."

Du Yunfeng: "... at this age?"

"When I was your age, my eldest son was engaged at 14 years old," Director Zhang said. "When I was 30 years old, my second son and youngest daughter both went to school. I... I thought you were a good-looking talent, so you must have been married long ago." Got married."

"..." Du Yunfeng didn't know what to say, so he could only answer: "Never..."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"nor."

Director Zhang frowned and shook his hands, with an expression of "Look at you, look at you".

"Commander Du is 32 years old and doesn't have a girlfriend yet. Are you in a hurry?" Director Zhang changed his old-fashioned and prudent face, and moved forward to talk, changing into a man's face that understands men, "No rush?"

Du Yunfeng was taken aback by him; "There's no rush."

"You said it earlier, it's 32, 32," Director Zhang sent someone to call his wife.

Mrs. Zhang is the principal of Jinling Girls' School. In the political and educational circles, there are quite a lot of social circles. When she heard that Du Yunfeng was still single, she shot him several times as if she was looking at a rare animal, and her eyes were released like gold bars. look.

"Old Zhang, why didn't you say such a good student earlier!"

Next, there was no room for Director Zhang to speak. Mrs. Zhang listed everything, from the second daughter of the Minister of Finance to the daughter of the president of Southwest Associated University, to Miss Liu, the niece of Jiang'an Textile King, and said ten things in one breath. Numerous, even Du Yunfeng's well-tested men were almost defeated. After a round of bombardment, Du Yunfeng couldn't refuse, and returned to the military headquarters with his pockets full of colorful photos.

Of course, all these beautiful daughters must be friends of the Wang family. Marriage is the most powerful bond of political alliance in the territory.

The driver is Zhao Xiaohu, he has been reused by Du Yunfeng, and now he is the head of the heavy artillery regiment, but he is used to hanging around Du Yunfeng, so if there is something close to him, he will take the place of the driver and orderly, this is not Changsha He was preparing for war, and there was no urgent military affairs, so he came to visit with him.

On the way back, Du Yunfeng was thoughtful, rubbing his chin to think about it, and asked to himself, "Is 32 old?"

"You're not old," Commander Zhao looked at the officer in the rearview mirror, "What's wrong with you, military seat?"

"I also think it shouldn't be!" Du Yunfeng didn't explain, just talking to himself, and turned his head to look at the projection on the car window. He looked like a good young man, although he was a little tired, but not old.

Commander Zhao didn't take it to heart, he laughed and cheered up the military seat, trying to make the military seat happy so that he could have a long vacation.

Du Yunfeng forgot about the previous incident in a while, listening to Zhao Xiaohu chattering about interesting stories in the army, such as Lu Zhongmin, the commander of the first division, who recently went to the play garden to date a popular actress, Tian Dazhuang, the little bald boy in the security squad, was born last night. Let's all have a drink.

"Why didn't he tell me?" Du Yunfeng asked.

"Military seat, how dare I disturb you with my little soldier's nonsense," Zhao Xiaohu explained with a smile while holding the steering wheel, "It is because he asked the cooking class to add two good dishes for dinner, and he asked his comrades to bring two bottles from Guizhou. Back to Sha Mao wine, brothers, have a taste."

"It's quite rich." Du Yunfeng said casually.

"That's it," said Zhao Xiaohu, who loves wine and can still recall the aftertaste of that wine, "It's too expensive to get several months of military pay."

"You give him a red envelope later, and it will be deducted from my military salary." Du Yunfeng said.

"Yes, I thank the military seat for him."

As for the short stories of these parents, Du Yunfeng asked casually, how old is that Tian Dazhuang this year.

"Back to the military seat, he is 16 this year, and the daughter-in-law his family told him is now in his hometown in Zhuzhou."

Sixteen, the number flashed in Du Yunfeng's mind.

32, the number flashed again.

Zhao Xiaohu saw that Du Yunfeng was in a good mood, so he struck while the iron was hot and wanted to take ten days of family leave to go back to his hometown.

Du Yunfeng didn't know what he was thinking about, so he agreed without thinking.

That night, Du Yunfeng had a dream.

The Zhou family compound in the dream was old and distinct, and I had already walked to the gate with my luggage on my back, turned around and looked, the godmother dumb uncle and a group of family members came out to see him off, the godmother took his hand and said with teary eyes : "Yunfeng, you are 16 years old, and you are the only male in the family who can take the lead. There is really no way for you to go to Guanwai to become a mother. Learn about gold mines slowly. You must take care of yourself, you know?"

The door of the dilapidated courtyard was open, and the old, weak and widowed family watched him. At that time, Zhou Lan was still young and hadn't grown up yet. He huddled in the corner without speaking, but looked at him with black and white eyes.

Outside the pass in heavy snow, he was playing cards with Zhou Lan in the mud house, only to hear the other party say: "Yunfeng, I always want to go, it is my ideal to study abroad, I am 16 years old, I can't always stay with you Stay."

"Don't go." The self in the dream shouted anxiously, Du Yunfeng woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and the word "go" was still ringing in his ears, and the orderly outside the door asked, "Sir, what orders do you have? "

Wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, Du Yunfeng turned over and sat up, "It's all right." He said.

The feeling of heart palpitations has not subsided for a long time, but he thought, just like every time, it will be fine at dawn.

He was used to dreaming of him often at night.

Then he would think, where did Zhou Lan go, and how was his leg?

However, at dawn, the war machine will drag him to run automatically, forcing these distracting thoughts to the back of his mind, and spend another day busy and numb.

With his thumb and index finger pinching his forehead, he was tall and curled up cross-legged on the bed. If he didn't control his whole body and mind, he would instinctively recall Zhou Lan's appearance in his dream.

Eyebrows are black, lips are red and teeth are white.

At that time, they were 16 years old, they were innocent at that time, they didn't have so many grievances and hatreds, they didn't love and kill each other to the death, they only had a clear heart, an instinctive original heart.

He likes him, and he likes him.

It was almost dawn, and he still had a little time to think about him to his heart's content.

The author has something to say:

Four to five years, is this enough time to dilute the hatred and longing?The War of Resistance Against Japan has also entered a stage of strategic stalemate.