Chapter 137: Someone's Combat Mobilization
The same rice raises a hundred kinds of people. Although these gentlemen in the auditorium have been raised in the greenhouse by their fathers since they were children, not all of them really can't help the wind and rain, and they can't stand the wind and cold for a few days.
Knowing that the situation has been decided, after a few minutes of silence, there are always some boys who are a little more energetic and a little hard-minded come back to their senses. They picked up the large bowl of spirits specially prepared for tonight on the table, and after being slightly stunned, their faces became fierce, and they drank it and begged for pride.
Although a few people choked, they choked on joy, and successfully turned the sadness in their hearts into grief and indignation, and the despair into an indescribable ruthlessness.
Even Xipeng, who was kicked to the ground, obviously had a dead face like the whole family had lost a moment ago, and after a while of pain, he silently got up and struggled back to his seat. He held the large bowl of liquor in front of him tightly with his trembling hands, screamed like madness, and poured it into his mouth.
After drinking this bowl of wine, he wiped the wine from his lips fiercely, turned back to the place where the mournful cry began, and scolded viciously: "Cry and cry!"
These more than 100 veteran soldiers are the best in the 17th Division, and they are born in a circle, and they are so incompetent that they can't get on the stage, especially in front of Xu Le and the seven groups of veterans, it really makes them feel very ashamed.
Knowing the possible way of the situation, the boy buddy who accepted the reality with a trace of tragic emotions was a little blushing from the stimulation of the drink, and was ashamed of the occasional cries around him, and his face turned even redder.
Foul language flew all over the sky, swearing like venting, and finally said goodbye to the crying of those useless boys.
"Drink! Drink to death!" Xi Peng grabbed the shoulder of Cong Symbol, the slight redness in his eyes had long been covered by the flush on his face, and he scolded and said fiercely: "Anyway, no one cares about us, we want to come back alive." ”
The auditorium was suddenly filled with a ruthless atmosphere, probably a broken jar, and now there is a psychological effect of suffering from a crime nearby, and killing a few heads in the Ming Dynasty.
Xu Le felt that the mobile phone in his palm no longer vibrate, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was attracted by this scene in the auditorium. It was a bit of a surprise to him and the members of the seventh group that these old soldiers were able to get rid of their despair so quickly, although these old soldiers looked at them with undisguised resentment, but after all, they were alive and dared to die for life.
He glanced at Xi Peng unexpectedly, and knew that the so-called family Ninghua had its own reason. These sons and brothers of the capital star circle were played by the Ministry of Defense and fell down at a rapid pace with a heavenly whisper, and they were rectified by the seven groups for ten days, so they exposed their deepest timidity, but when these young people found that the situation could not be changed, they were able to burn out a certain will, and it must be said that it had something to do with family education.
Xu Le lowered his head and smiled, he didn't have enough years of experience or interest to be condescending and old-fashioned to have too much emotion, and after calming down a little, he was ready to carry out the first combat mobilization in his life.
It's just that he was about to bow his head to the intercom, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw several soldiers carrying miniature cameras and radio equipment walking in at the door of the auditorium.
Judging by the epaulettes of these soldiers, they should be civilian officers, probably what kind of photography group they are.
Lan Xiaolong walked to the stage and leaned into his ear to explain a few words softly.
Xu Le's eyes twitched slightly, and he knew that this was the meaning of the president's residence and the Ministry of National Defense.
In order to quell the anti-war voices of the people, bridge the rift gap between the societies, and promote the harmonious coexistence between classes, the government specially dispatched an excellent camera team from the military's Venus Documentary Factory to follow the actions of the seven groups throughout the whole process, so as to faithfully present the stories of the children of these big men who bravely killed the enemy on the front line and sincerely cooperated with the children of civilians in front of hundreds of millions of people......
This is politics, but also propaganda, Xu Le understands that the federal government does not hesitate to offend the upper class of society to carry out this task, of course, he will not miss the rare opportunity for propaganda, but he understands that for a while, it is difficult for him to accept that there will be these literary and artistic guys on the battlefield where there is always death and birth.
"This is the beginning of filming?" Xu Le frowned, looking at the camera crew who were constantly shooting materials in the audience, thinking that the scene of these sons and buddies indulging in drunken (drinking?) carnival is really not very good.
"Let them retreat for a while?" Lan Xiaolong looked at Xu Le's face, not understanding why he was so disgusted with the promotion of the seventh group was also his own opportunity, and asked tentatively.
"Although it is someone sent by the Ministry of Defense, there is no need to be so polite, we are just a combat group of Guohu. Xu Le said.
"Well, I see. Lan Xiaolong put on his military hat, shook his head and walked to the stage, and took Xiong Linquan's fierce men to unceremoniously drive the camera crew out of the auditorium, completely ignoring the propaganda officer's extremely difficult face and angry protest.
Xu Le flicked the microphone gently, and a sharp echo resounded in the space inside the auditorium, and the noisy room gradually quieted down, most of the old soldiers had already drunk some of their eyes and were sad and sad, but the torture they had suffered in the past ten days made none of them dare to put on any superiority posture in front of this young lieutenant colonel wearing sunglasses.
Looking at these one hundred and twenty people, one hundred and twenty faces, Xu Le suddenly forgot what he should say, and the words he had thought of last night to boost his morale seemed to have no real power in the face of real war.
The federal soldiers in the audience will be just a company, of course, their equipment is much more fierce than the ordinary company, and the seven groups of equipment are the most powerful things that are specially supplied by the husk, and this time the general assembly base of the Ministry of Defense directly crossed the Xilin Front Command and provided them with a complete set of cutting-edge equipment.
Xu Le is now a lieutenant colonel, if he dies to the top of the division, he can go to the deputy division level, and it is even more justifiable to be the regiment commander, but he is too young after all, except for the last mecha battle, he has no combat experience, and the real big men in the federal army look at Li Pifu's face, no matter how much they love his temperament, it is impossible to really throw a reorganized regiment for him to lead.
So these 120 people, this one company, for the first time, he had a real ...... Own troops.
What is one's own troops? That is, oneself is responsible for the life and death of everyone in the troops. He squinted at these familiar and still unfamiliar faces, knowing that whether he liked them or hated them, whether they were the sons of parliamentarians, or the sons of governors, or just ordinary commoners, he had to make them come back from the battlefield alive as much as possible.
However, after all, he was only a young man who was about to turn twenty-two years old, and such a heavy responsibility and burden pressed on his arrow, making his words a little heavy and difficult.
"You should know some of my stories. I haven't been on active duty for long, but I've really experienced some things over the years, and in fact I should have died a long time ago, but I haven't died. ”
Xu Le took off his sunglasses and inserted them into his jacket pocket, lowered his head slightly and said into the intercom, his clear and sincere voice echoed in the auditorium, and the soldiers at the table looked at him with complicated expressions and listened to these words.
"The same goes for your seniors in Group Seven, who have done a lot of dangerous, unseen work for the Federation, but most of them survived. ”
Magnolia sat at the table, a different color flashed between her long and delicate eyes, and she didn't know if she remembered those comrades who died on the Bermuda mining star.
Xu Le lowered his head and continued: "A person is afraid of death, in fact, he is the easiest to die, if you are not even afraid of death, then death will often be afraid of you and will avoid you from afar." I'm younger than some of you, but I've been through life and death, and I know it's really unpleasant, and I'm afraid of it...... But then I thought about it carefully, and when I rushed to the place of life and death, it was not the blood hormones that overwhelmed my brain, but the extremely correct instinctive intuition. ”
"Because, when people live, they always have to die, this is inevitable. And there are always things in the world that are more annoying than death, and fighting with inevitable death is actually not too risky action. ”
"After dinner for the past ten days, I arranged for you to watch a war documentary filmed by the Ministry of Defense, although some of you may be tired and asleep, but you must have watched it a few times. In those documentaries, you should have seen the Imperial invaders slaughtering our compatriots on the fallen planet, you should have seen the unburied bones and carrion in the ruins of those towns, which were left behind even by I don't know how many years ago, and you should have seen how those Federation soldiers of your age bravely charged against the artillery fire of the Imperials, until they finally became mutilated or martyrs. ”
"I know you saw it. Xu Le raised his head, looked at the silent crowd in the audience, and said: "I also know that some of you are crying, is this crying fear or grief, I don't want to explore, is it afraid that I don't know much, but at least you have feelings, if you don't feel it, then you are not human, and if you are not human, you should not be afraid of death." ”
This is not a funny joke, Xu Le's first combat mobilization in his life is just blindly told calmly, with a little childishness and sincerity.
There was silence in the auditorium, and he looked at the people in the audience and continued to whisper, "I know that many of you hate me, but I believe that you will not be bored enough to shoot me in the back on the battlefield. ”
Saying this, he thought of Du Shaoqing and the Tieqi Division, and thought of the newcomers in the ambush in Huangshanling, and said after a moment of silence: "I am not a good commander, but I can guarantee that you will not be a deserter under me." In the future, when I need to charge, I will rush to the front, and when I need to retreat, I will stay at the rear, this is the only promise I can give you. ”
"I won't say anything glorious about the future, the grandiose words, just a few words are like dispelling your fears, making you scream and become predators, this is not an extravagant hope but a childishness. He turned around his head and said seriously: "But since you have decided to go on an adventure on the battlefield, why don't you puff up your chest and walk in style? If the ending is fate, at least on the way to the ending, can you put on a slightly gentlemanly posture?"
"If you want to make it back to the Capital Circle alive, you have to be brave, and I believe you can be brave. ”
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(The mood is very low, until this time, not a single word of the manuscript has been saved, and I am about to go home, inexplicably gloomy and irritable.)
However, I thought that the national football team could also play South Korea 3-0, there was really no reason in this universe, I was happy, took a deep breath, lifted my spirits, and tried to work hard after washing the accumulated clothes and smelly socks at night.
I wish myself and everyone that no matter what the situation is, we don't have to be depressed...... This is what Chou said a long time ago, smile. )