On June 26, the twelfth year of the Republic of China, Du Baosan, the new commander of the Phoenix Legion, Ren Yuanxing, the commander of the White Tiger Legion, and some combat heroes arrived in Beijing by plane to report to the Ministry of National Defense on the Heart of Central Asia Campaign. Ren Yuanxing's campaign report was more detailed and detailed, from the preparations before the start of the battle to the progress after the start of the war, and finally to the development and post-war handling after the end of the battle, starting at 8 o'clock in the morning and ending at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone listened to the praise again and again, and through Ren Yuanxing's report, everyone made a real grasp of the context of the entire battle.

After the report, the Ministry of National Defense held a welcome reception for the heroes of the Western Regions, but this party was not a Western-style reception, but a pure Oriental-style reception, and more than a dozen round tables were placed in the banquet hall of the Liuguo Hotel, and everyone was drinking and chatting excitedly. The thirty battle heroes from the battlefield of the Western Regions also enjoyed such grand VIP treatment for the first time in their lives.

During the banquet, everyone drank and bragged about their exploits, but there was a person who suddenly cried, it turned out that this person was none other than the only recruit among the thirty combat heroes, Wu Chuyu, a Beijing recruit who had just enlisted in the army for less than six months and had experienced a bloody battle, and there were more than a dozen people left in the battalion. He is both the youngest combat hero and the youngest combat hero, only eighteen years old this year.

Wu Chuyu couldn't control his feelings, everyone was stunned, at this time Wang Maoru walked over with a wine glass, everyone looked at it, Wang Maoru said: "Little hero, why are you crying?" ”

"I ...... I ......," Wu Chuyu choked up, "our class is dead." Our class is dead, and I'm the only one who lives, and I'm the only one who survives. ”

The crowd sighed. They put down their glasses and were silent.

Ren Yuanxing said: "One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither." ”

Wu Chuyu asked: "Generalissimo Shangwu, when I am old in the future, where will I go to pay tribute to my comrades-in-arms?" My old squad leader Gui Ermao said that he would see each other again in the Martyrs' Shrine, but where is the Martyrs' Shrine? ”

The question of the location of the Martyrs' Shrine has always been a difficult problem, it is easy to build a Martyrs' Shrine, but it is not easy to choose where to build it. Some people believe that the Martyrs' Shrine should be built in the Taihang Mountains of Shanxi, the birthplace of Chinese civilization. Some people believe that the Chinese civilization is the civilization of the Han nationality, and the civilization of the Han nationality has always been in the south and should be established in the south, such as Guangzhou, Guangdong. There are also those who believe that the martyrs' shrine should be built in Wuhan. Of course, according to Wang Maoru's meaning, it was established in Shaanxi, and he also mentioned Xi'an, Shaanxi, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, many times. Since China is a big country and a multi-ethnic country, where to build it has become a difficult problem. The public says that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the mother is reasonable. The logistics headquarters also did not make up their minds - of course, for some reason that the money was not fully allocated.

Asked by Wu Chuyu, several officers of the logistics headquarters looked a little embarrassed, because it was the procrastination of the logistics headquarters that led to the delay in the determination of the martyrs' shrine.

Wang Maoru glanced at the officers of the logistics headquarters with displeasure, and the rest of the people hurriedly bowed their heads to admit their mistakes, and he raised his glass to everyone and said: "There has been a lot of debate about the location of the Martyrs' Shrine, and today I will make a decision, and the Chinese Heroic Soul Martyrs' Shrine will be built in Yan'an, Shaanxi. In front of the mausoleum of the ancestors of the Chinese nation, the Yellow Emperor. During his lifetime, the National Defense Force loyally guarded our country and China, and was buried in front of my ancestors after his death. It also guards the graves of my Chinese ancestors. Defend your homeland in life and defend your ancestors in death. The soldiers of the Chinese nation should be sacrificed for thousands of generations, and before paying homage to the Yellow Emperor's mausoleum in the future, we will first pay tribute to these soldiers who shed their blood for the country, the nation, and China. Long live the soldiers, long live the heroes! ”

"Long live the soldiers! Long live the heroes! Everyone shouted loudly, and Wu Chuyu shouted while crying, unable to cry and unable to speak to himself.

Mi Shaobai, director of the Logistics Headquarters, immediately called Huang Huanhai, director of the Construction Department, to his side and said: "Come on, you don't care what those experts say, I heard it today, just in Yan'an, Shaanxi, in front of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, facing the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum to build the Chinese Martyrs' Shrine." ”

"Yes." Huang Huanhai smiled bitterly, "Isn't this all the arguments above, it has become our responsibility to co-author, then Sun Liwen will also build the Martyrs' Shrine in Zhongshan, Guangzhou." ”

Mi Shaobai said disdainfully: "Don't care what they think, it's over today, by the way, are you ready?" ”

Huang Huanhai said: "The funds are ready, three million were allocated last time, and then you made up two million from other construction fees, and I think that five million before and after this is enough for construction." ”

Mi Shaobai said: "You don't understand Xiushuai's mind, the scale of the construction of this Chinese martyrs' shrine can be built according to 5 million, and it should be built according to the scale of 50 million." ”

Huang Huanhai smiled bitterly: "Chief, I'm afraid this can't be done, right?" Five million to build fifty million things, I'm afraid it's ......"

Mi Shaobai said in a deep voice: "You really don't understand, this martyr's shrine will be passed down through the ages after it is completed, and its meaning is no less than the Great Wall and the North-South Grand Canal, which will be the destination of the warriors of our Chinese nation." Think about it, in the future, when you and I die and our souls return to the Martyrs' Shrine, how can we be so shabby? You can rest assured, fix some of it first, and continue to allocate funds. Everything else can be saved, but the money for building the Martyrs' Shrine must not be saved. He whispered: "The things that Xiushuai values must not be delayed any longer." ”

"Yes, Mr. Mi." Huang Huan Haidao.

Mi Shaobai said sternly: "There is one more thing, this time we must strictly supervise, and no one will be corrupt or bribed in the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine to make the Martyrs' Shrine's wealth rich." If you can't stop, the most I'll do is quit and go back to the countryside to be a village boy, and you'll be shot. ”

Huang Huanhai wiped a cold sweat and hurriedly said: "I will definitely do my duty, and I will never let any moth take advantage of the martyrs' shrine." ”

When Wang Maoru was staggering with many heroes and officers, the adjutant suddenly walked in with a high-pitched look and whispered in Wang Maoru's ear: "Xiushuai, the Western Regions Military Region Command has sent a message that Lieutenant General Sun Liechen, commander of the 29th Division, stopped breathing an hour ago after being in a coma for a month and died in the Longcheng Field Hospital. ”

"Smack!" The cup in Wang Maoru's hand fell on the dining table, and the wine was spilled on the table, he frowned and stared at him in disbelief, and asked, "Convinced?" ”

"Zhu Yongquan, chief of the general staff of the Western Regions Military Region, personally drafted an urgent telegram." Gao Gao whispered, he didn't dare to let others know that if Sun Liechen died, he would be the highest-ranking officer sacrificed by the squadron.

Seeing Wang Maoru's expression, the others also stopped talking and looked at each other. Wang Maoru sighed in his heart, his face showed bitterness, he turned his head to look at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, alas, ......" He looked at Zhang Zuolin sadly.

Zhang Zuolin was so smart, he immediately sensed something, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Xiushuai, should you be...... Could it be...... Is it Brother Sun Liu...... Something happened to him? ”

Wang Maoru nodded and said, "Lieutenant General Sun Liechen, the commander of the 29th Division, died an hour ago. ”

"Huh?" The crowd was shocked.

Zhang Zuolin said in disbelief: "Sixth Brother Sun is not...... Didn't you come back to the rescue? Didn't he survive? How could he die, how could he die...... Impossible, impossible......" He suddenly staggered, fortunately Jiang Weiguang on the side supported him, Zhang Zuolin suddenly howled and cried, "Sixth brother, sixth brother, why did you go before me?" Sixth brother, ......"

The welcome banquet also ended in crying, everyone stopped drinking, and the atmosphere was very oppressive and painful. However, some people are drunk, such as Zhang Zuolin, such as Wu Chuyu......

Early the next morning, Wang Maoru got more accurate news that Sun Liechen's death was not actually due to a coma for too long, but to intestinal cancer. Sun Liechen's family lived in Beijing, and his children died young, leaving only a sixteen-year-old daughter with his wife, who handed Sun Liechen's letter to the Military Affairs Headquarters, which immediately presented it to Wang Maoru.

From the letter, I learned that Sun Liechen actually knew that he was suffering from intestinal disease and had been taking medicine...... However, Sun Liechen was unwilling, and he finally died of illness at home in the battle of his life, which was extremely painful for a soldier like him. coincided with the extremely tense Sino-Soviet conflict, Sun Liechen endured the pain and decided to stay and agree to the war, and then took the opportunity to propose to go home to recuperate, but unexpectedly died in the Western Regions. During the battle, he had been relying on opium to fight the pain all over his body, so after falling into a coma, no one expected that he would die of bowel cancer.

Sun Liechen fulfilled his long-cherished wish to die on the battlefield instead of being a sick man buried in his hometown, and he was the highest-ranking officer of the Wehrmacht in this battle, a lieutenant general.

Wang Maoru sighed, Sixth Brother Sun, go all the way, let's see each other inside the Martyrs' Shrine.

When Wang Maoru came to the Ministry of National Defense, he reported in a high-pitched manner that Zhang Zuolin was not only hungover last night because of Sun Liechen's sacrifice, but also fell ill with sadness today, and was unable to negotiate with Soviet Russia. It happened that Ren Yuanxing arrived, and Wang Maoru was also ready to promote Ren Yuanxing to serve in the Ministry of National Defense, so he ordered Ren Yuanxing, commander of the Western Regions Military Region, to temporarily serve as the head of the negotiation team with Soviet Russia to replace Zhang Zuolin, who suddenly fell ill due to sadness.

Ren Yuanxing was also a little unprepared, but fortunately he received strong support from Zhang Kuian, Gu Weijun and others, and Ren Yuanxing, as the commander-in-chief of the Western Regions Military Region, naturally understood the situation in the Western Regions better. His appearance also dealt a heavy blow to the Soviet Russian representatives, and Ren Yuanxing did not talk much during the negotiations, but he pointed directly to the weaknesses of Soviet Russia, such as the movements of the Soviet army, the allocation of troops of the Soviet army, and the weaknesses of the Soviet army.

All the threats of the head of the Soviet-Russian negotiating delegation, Samitrovsky, were broken by Ren Yuanxing in a few words, and his ability also made Zhang Kuian and others admire, and as the commander who directly defeated the Soviet Russian army, Ren Yuanxing brought a lot of pressure to the Soviet Russian delegation. (To be continued......)