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After Huo Yuan was martyred, he was approved by Zhou Liebao, and these days he has not gone to the military academy but stayed at home with his mother Song Zijun.

And Song Zijun is a mother, although he does not recite Buddha, but it is a woman's nature to love her son.

Seeing that Huo Xiaoshan heard that Huo Yuan was martyred and lost his temper, he knew that his son's concentration was not yet at home, the so-called one law is all the same, and he could imagine that his son would fight with the enemy on the battlefield in the future, and it was taboo to have an unbalanced mentality, so she also asked Huo Xiaoshan to increase his concentration with his honest recitation of the Buddha.

This is actually Song Zijun's love for her son, she only thought about her son's gaffe, but forgot that she was also crying tears that day.

Murong Pei also had to stay at Huo's house for four or five days a week, in order to let Huo Xiaoshan get the latest news on the Songhu front as much as possible, she went to the street every day to buy newspapers and read them with Huo Xiaoshan.

In the blink of an eye, three or four months passed like this, and the weather was as cool as a day.

Gradually, Huo Xiaoshan discovered the change in the newspaper reports on the Songhu front, that is, the names of the places occupied by the Japanese army were becoming less and less, and gradually disappeared, and he had a bad premonition.

And at this moment, Shen Chong ran from the military academy and told him that Zhou Liebao had returned from the front line.

When the high-level leaders of the Nationalist Government decided to fight the Japanese army in Songhu, the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps, as the descendant of Chairman Chiang's troops, finally participated in the Battle of Songhu, and as a middle-level officer, Zhou Liebao also led the team.

Hearing that Zhou Liebao was back, Huo Xiaoshan couldn't sit still, said to Murong Pei, and went to the military academy by himself.

Zhou Liebao was not in his office, and his orderly told Huo Xiaoshan that Chief Zhou had gone to a meeting.

This orderly is also a veteran of Zhou Liebao, so he naturally knows the relationship between Huo Xiaoshan and Chief Zhou.

Although Huo Xiaoshan could not be allowed to sit in Chief Zhou's office due to military discipline, he also acquiesced to Huo Xiaoshan waiting outside the door.

Huo Xiaoshan waited for about an hour, and waited for Zhou Liebao with a solemn face. The military uniform worn by Zhou Liebao has obviously been changed, but he has lost a lot of weight, and his eyes are red, which is a sign of lack of sleep.

Zhou Liebao saw Huo Xiaoshan and called him directly into the office.

Zhou Liebao seemed to see Huo Xiaoshan's intention, was silent for a while, sighed, and said: "The front line in Songhu is tight, and Shanghai is afraid that it will not be guaranteed." ”

The expression on Huo Xiaoshan's face did not change, but his heart was still gated for a moment, he looked at Zhou Liebao's bad face, and said carefully: "The newspaper said that we went to so many troops, and we didn't fight the Japanese?" ”。

"What if there are many people, 78 divisions, more than 700,000 people, but they have not stopped the little devils' planes, tanks, strong ships and artillery.

A division went up for three to five hours and lost more than half of it, Dachang and Luodian became flesh and blood mills, and in many places they only dug one meter deep and saw water, and the soldiers could not stay in it, so they became live targets for devils' guns and cannons, and the teaching corps also suffered heavy casualties.

The most fatal thing is that a few days ago, the Japanese army had successfully landed in Hangzhou Bay, our army was facing the danger of being flanked from the front and rear, and the troops had begun to rout. Zhou Liebao seemed to be talking to himself, with a helpless sigh.

"Defeated so quickly." Huo Xiaoshan's young heart is also mixed at this time, and it is indescribable.

"The Japanese army has already shown signs of attacking from east to west, and I am afraid that the battle here is not far away." Zhou Liebao said worriedly, how can Zhou Liebao not be worried, how far Shanghai and Nanjing are, it is only about 300 kilometers.

"Then don't we Wu Fu Xicheng still have national defense fortifications, with such fortifications, can't we still stop the Japanese army for a while?" Huo Xiaoshan suddenly felt that he had no confidence anymore, and turned blocking the Japanese attack into a sudden.

"Alas, the fortifications, alas." Zhou Liebao shook his head, and stopped trying to say something.

He raised his head, looked at Huo Xiaoshan squarely, and said, "I'm afraid that the battle for the defense of Nanjing is about to start, and the headquarters has decided that all the students of the Central Military Academy will join the teaching corps. ”

"Oh, what about me?" Huo Xiaoshan asked, he was a supernumerary, and he was listening to it.

"My opinion is that it is better for you to join the 74th Army, which are all veterans, and their ability to survive on the battlefield is much better than that of the student soldiers in the teaching corps, but it may also be a tough battle. You don't have to rush to answer me, though, but you have to give me an answer within a week. ”

Only for a week, Huo Xiaoshan was shocked, the Japanese army's attack speed was so fast?!

Zhou Liebao didn't wait for Huo Xiaoshan's answer, and continued: "You have to be mentally prepared, our entire Nanjing may become a battlefield." The people here are going to be evacuated, and the young lady is also leaving. "His last sentence, 'Miss is also leaving', is the key to what he wants to say, because Zhou Liebao also knows Murong Pei's relationship with Huo Xiaoshan now, so he reminded him in advance.

Zhou Liebao did not say another meaning, that is, he learned that the Supreme Command had different opinions on whether to stick to Nanjing

After Huo Xiaoshan rushed home full of worries, he saw that his mother did not recite Buddha in the Buddhist room today, and she did not wear sea green on her body. He was just wearing a set of coarse cloth clothes from home, and he was talking to Murong Pei in the living room.

"Come back, sit down." Song Zijun responded to his son's words.

"I heard Yaya say, you went to find your Uncle Zhou. There's going to be a war, isn't it? Song Zijun looked at her son with the eyes of a mother, and looked at Huo Xiaoshan, who had grown tall in front of him.

"Mother, are you going to be where you are now? How do you know you're going to war?" Huo Xiaoshan asked strangely, Huo Xiaoshan felt that his mother seemed to be a little different from before since he hit his mother's unpredictable prophet father was gone.

Song Zijun smiled, did not pretend to be profound, and said: "Your mother has been influenced by your grandmother since she was a child, and she began to chant Buddhism. He also smiled and glanced at Murong Pei, who was sitting next to him, who was also looking at him with curious eyes.

When Murong Pei was a child, he saw some gods in his hometown, and the Northeast said that they were called dancing gods, and those people were all chattering gods, which made people feel abnormal.

But Song Zijun gave her a very strange feeling, peaceful, calm, beautiful and compassionate, that was an indescribable experience of Murong Pei, sometimes she thought, maybe only such a mother can have such an excellent son as Xiaoshanzi.

Song Zijun then didn't explain anything, but smiled slightly, and said to Huo Xiaoshan: "Xiaoshan, you say, are people who really believe in Buddhism and cultivate Buddhism afraid of death?" As soon as Huo Xiaoshan saw his mother's expression, he knew that his mother was going to get down to business.

"Don't be afraid!" He replied categorically. (To be continued.) )