Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 122 The Grand Parade

The next day before dawn, Zhou Weihan got up early. At this time, the cooking team had already started to make breakfast. On the threshing ground, more than [-] piles of bonfires were lit, and more than [-] large pots had already been set up, and the boiled yellow millet in it .

The nearby villagers' homes also turned on their lights and were steaming steamed buns for the soldiers.

"Old Wu, you have worked hard, how are your preparations going?" Zhou Weihan asked Lao Wutou, the head of the cooking squad of the guard company.

"Head, the preparations are almost done. Fortunately, the cooking squads of several other companies have come to help, otherwise they are too busy. After the soldiers gather, they can have a hot breakfast." The old man Wu Tou said.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the soldiers of the New Second Regiment got up on time for morning exercises.

Soon, Kong Jie's independent regiment arrived first, and a march of more than [-] people came to the threshing ground.

"Old Kong, it's quite early." Zhou Weihan joked.

"Hey, don't talk about it. When I heard that the deputy chief of staff and the brigade commander came to visit our big competition, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night." Kong Jie also said jokingly.

While the two were talking, Li Yunlong's loud voice also came: "Haha, this scene is really spectacular, and it will soon catch up with the swearing-in meeting of our 129th Division."

"Old Li, there are so many people in your new regiment, it's unlikely that all of you will be mobilized." Kong Jie said.

"Except for the necessary left-behind members of our new regiment, I brought everything else, just to help the momentum." Li Yunlong said with a smile.

"I think you mean to eat a big family." Zhou Weihan said bluntly.

"Your new second regiment is the host, shouldn't you be interested?" Li Yunlong tilted his head and said.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let the soldiers drink some hot porridge to warm up." Zhou Weihan said.

On the threshing field, five thousand soldiers were divided into more than [-] columns, one by one, and each had a large spoonful of millet porridge and a steaming steamed bun.

At this time, the deputy chief of staff and the brigade commander also came with their people. Li Yunlong, who was bluffing just now, was instantly honest.

The brigade commander looked at the scene on the threshing floor and said, "Yes, Zhou Weihan, you, the host, made a good arrangement."

"Chief of staff, brigade commander, after the soldiers have finished their meal, the arrangement for a while is that the chiefs will inspect the troops first, and then invite the two chiefs to come on stage and say a few words." Zhou Weihan said. The result of the discussion.

"Whose idea of ​​yours is this, did Zhou Weihan pay attention to you?" The deputy chief of staff looked at Zhou Weihan and the three of them, and then asked.

"Chief of Staff, the soldiers heard that the heads of the headquarters and the brigade headquarters are coming, and their morale is high. If you don't show up, it's inappropriate!" Zhou Weihan explained.

Li Yunlong and Kong Jie are now dumb gourds, they don't fart, they just point to Zhou Weihan in front of them to say hello.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that, Chen Geng, you can go up to the stage and say a few words later. After all, these three regiments belong to your direct leadership, and it's most suitable for you to go up." The deputy chief of staff said.

"Chief of staff, this." Before the brigade commander finished speaking, he was interrupted by the deputy chief of staff: "You are the brigade commander, you are suitable to go up."

"Yes," the brigade commander responded happily.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright.

On the threshing field, more than [-] soldiers from three regiments were divided into two columns with companies as units, a total of more than [-] columns, from west to east.

Although the soldiers were dressed in shabby military uniforms and poorly equipped, they all held their chests up, with high aura and murderous aura.

The deputy chief of staff and the brigade commander walked in front, followed by Zhou Weihan and the three, reviewing the troops on foot from west to east.

Walking to the middle, the three of Zhou Weihan raised their right hands high, and the overwhelming voice of soldiers came: "Down with Japanese imperialism!"

"Carry forward the fine traditions of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Long live the Communist Party of China!"

Since the military parade was decided in a hurry, the slogan fighters did not go through a drill in advance, they just gathered the company commanders of the three regiments and asked them to explain it to the soldiers by taking the opportunity of eating.

At the beginning, it was not very neat, and the soldiers shouted three times in a row, their voices were powerful and majestic.

The deputy chief of staff and the brigade commander who were walking in the front suddenly turned their heads. Even though they had experienced many battles, they still looked excited at this time, and they kept waving to the soldiers.

Zhou Weihan who was in front of the phalanx had goosebumps at this moment, the muscles on his face twitched non-stop, and he shouted along with the soldiers.

In the previous life, I only watched the military parade on TV, and in reality, I only participated in the swearing-in meeting in the third year of high school, but this is the first time I have experienced such a battle.

After the impassioned slogans were shouted, the soldiers sang the Eighth Route Army military song.

The iron flow is [-] miles away, and it is heading in a firm direction!

After ten years of hard work, it has become an invincible force.

Once the frontiers are captured by force,

Generous elegy goes to the battlefield.

The first battle of Pingxingguan,
It is famous all over the world.

The first battle of Pingxingguan,
It is famous all over the world.

Guerrilla warfare, behind enemy lines, eradicating puppet regimes;
Guerrilla warfare, the enemy's rear, insist on anti-mopping up.

The steel knife is stuck in the enemy's chest.

The steel knife is stuck in the enemy's chest.

The majestic Changbai Mountain, the surging Yalu River, vowed to regain the lost land and chase the strong beam.

Struggle for national independence, seek human liberation,
This sacred responsibility rests on our shoulders.

There is no soundtrack, but more than [-] soldiers sang with high spirits, all of them came from the battlefield, each with a murderous look in their eyes, which is not comparable to the chorus of later art troupes.

"Mighty teacher, with such an army, why worry about not being able to beat the little devils away, I will write an article and publish it in the newspaper later." The deputy chief of staff said excitedly.

"You three really have something, this trip is not in vain." Said the brigade commander.

"Brigade Commander, it's time for you to speak on stage." Zhou Weihan reminded.

There was an earthen platform in the threshing ground. The brigade commander went up and said loudly: "Comrades, today is the day of the big contest. The big military parade before the opening is very good and very imposing. In you, I saw the commanders and fighters of the Eighth Route Army." With the proper mental outlook, there is a murderous look."

As soon as the words fell, there was a "wow", and everyone stood at attention, with more than five thousand pairs of eyes fixed on the brigade commander on the stage, waiting for the brigade commander's speech.

"Japanese imperialism is the mortal enemy of the Chinese nation. He wants to destroy our country and race, kill our parents and brothers, rape our mothers, wives and sisters, burn our crops and houses, and destroy our farm tools and livestock. For the nation, for the country , For the sake of our compatriots, for the sake of our descendants, we can only fight to the end!" The brigade commander said loudly.

There was no microphone, but the voice reached every soldier present.

The brigade commander stretched out his right hand and shouted:
"Down with Japanese imperialism!"

"Long live the Communist Party of China!"

The soldiers responded immediately, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

This military parade was simple and rushed, but in Zhou Weihan's opinion, it was a success. It inspired the fighting spirit of the soldiers and connected the hearts of everyone present. The military spirit of the Eighth Route Army was cast in the bones of everyone present. A team that has been unable to drag and beat.

"Old Zhou, you still have a lot of ideas. Look, the soldiers are howling one by one, like a pack of wolves. I like it." Li Yunlong turned his head and said.

"Even the wolves are a group of organized and disciplined wolves," Kong Jie added.

"Don't get too excited. After the military parade is over, tell the soldiers clearly that they are a little bit measured, especially when fighting with bayonets. Injuries are inevitable. Don't be red-eyed. People are killed. Everyone present Brother troops." Zhou Weihan said looking at the excited soldiers on the field.

"I've explained everything to the soldiers. I can't blame others for my injuries and sacrifices." Li Yunlong said.

"Look at what you said, sacrifices can only be made on the battlefield, so what's wrong with accidents on the training ground?" Kong Jie retorted.

(End of this chapter)