What's on Jasmine's mind- My leader, my regiment follow-up

(One)

It should have been more than two years ago when I went all the way south and came to Chanda, a small town in the Yunnan province.At that time, Yu Xiaoqing's regiment had just been formed and was recruiting people.I filled out my resume as brief as possible and decided to use the name Longwenwen.Since then, I have decided to treat myself as a dead person.Yes, the only thing I want to do as a living dead person is to go to the battlefield, fight to the death with the Japanese, and drive the little Japan out of the land of China.

The position I filled in on my resume was a quartermaster, and my rank was a lieutenant.Since I can write and count, I still hold the same position and receive the same rank in Yutuan.My boss is a tall and fat captain and quartermaster. I heard that he was the first fellow who came out of Hunan together with Yu Xiaoqing, and he won Lao Yu's trust.

Since I have a good brain, I can remember the inventory and receipt records of the warehouse very firmly, and I can know the exact inventory almost without looking at the account books. Therefore, the captain quartermaster was also very satisfied with me and sent me four Bing, I will lead the library together.

Then, not long after, I heard that my boss got married again, this time the second aunt was very young and beautiful.The brothers all coaxed and yelled for the boss to buy a wedding drink, insisting on seeing that beautiful second wife.

It was also at the banquet at his house that I met Jasmine for the first time.Yes, as the name suggests, she is as beautiful as a flower, and what is even more rare is that she is so graceful.She toasted each of us one by one, with a calm expression, but also a little bit charming and bold.Such an unaffected woman is really rare.I am amazed in my heart.

But what does it matter to me?I immediately put her behind me.I'm just a dead man, a living dead man, and my mind thinks only of the battlefield.

When I was first in Zenda, apart from doing my job in the military warehouse, I spent a lot of time currying favor with a mighty stray dog.Yes, dog meat, at that time, I called it a black panther.Although it is just a stray dog, the black panther is so fierce and majestic, and its well-trained movements always make me wonder if it is a military dog ​​that has lost its owner.

I often bring canned meat to curry favor with it, just to make friends with it.But although it ate my canned food, it didn't buy my account.In the end, we still had a bite.A guy who didn't know what running with his tail between his legs was, a guy who bit me so hard I almost ran with my tail between my legs.Later, we finally became friends, no, brothers.

Just when Black Panther and I became good brothers, it was also time for Yu Tuan to go to the front line in Burma.

(two)

We came to Burma with head Yu Xiaoqing and deputy Qi Tuan and were stationed at the British airport.The troops had just received their uniforms, weapons, and equipment, and before they had rested for a few days, Yutuan received an order to withdraw back to the country.Commander Yu led the troops to leave first, and left Deputy Qi and I with a small number of Chinese soldiers at the airport, because the last batch of soldiers had not yet arrived.We must wait for the arrival of the soldiers, equip them and wait for orders.

A few days after Yu Tuan withdrew, the Japanese approached the airport.Japanese artillery fire began the early bombing of the airfield.Yes, the Japanese have always maintained the same tactic of "bombing with artillery and charging with infantry", but unfortunately, even this tactic has caused casualties in the airport.

When Deputy Qi Tuan was unfortunately killed, I became the highest officer among the Chinese soldiers at the airport.Maybe this is my chance.The battlefield I longed for is in front of me; and the long-standing dream of leading soldiers to fight is no longer so far away.Looking at the stragglers inside and outside the airport; in the jungle in the distance, there are more Chinese routs; looking at the military uniform left by Qi Tuanqi, I seem to be facing the most important stage in my life, just waiting to put it on Costumes, come on stage.I don't care about acting, as long as my dreams can be realized on that stage.

(three)

At the beginning, from the moment I claimed to be the head of the Sichuan Army, I never thought about coming back, and I didn't even expect to be able to set foot on the land on the east bank of the Nu River alive.I just want to do my best to pull up an army in the enemy-occupied area, and then fight guerrillas with the Japanese, attack their empty defense, drag them down, and strive for some improvement in the overall situation of the war of resistance.Even if you try your best, you will die well.

However, this temporary team is really hard to lead.Veterans are so careless and resigned, I can hardly find one thing among them that everyone believes in.I can only intersperse the most traditional Chinese loyalty, filial piety, propriety, righteousness, and respect for the dead in the laughter and cursing, and win their hearts little by little; Their self-confidence and dignity as a Chinese soldier.

When we were finally able to enter the British airport again with our heads held high, I thought we were getting closer to my dream.I can almost imagine that with the material support of the British, I can bring the more than 300 veterans to give the Japanese a head-on blow.

But I was wrong. The arrogance and narrow-mindedness of the British made me understand after the battle at the airport. If we continue to fight, it will be wasted in vain. We will all die in this position, and we will die without any significance.

So, I decided to retreat and I promised to bring them home.Although, I clearly know in my heart that retreat means getting farther and farther away from my dream; and going home, when I return to that "home", I will have nothing left, even my life.