Blood-quenched mountains and rivers

Yang Wei was incorporated into the First Infantry Team of the Central Army Academy after the Whampoa Military Academy moved to Nanjing. The military rank on his uniform made him incompatible with the atmosphere of the campus. When Yang Wei just entered the school gate, he saw the oncoming instructors. Yang Wei was not in a hurry. He stopped abruptly, Yang Wei, who looked normal, was contented and not nervous, which actually made the instructor feel uncomfortable. w w. v m)

If you judge superiority by military rank, the instructor should naturally salute and say hello, but this is a school, respecting the teacher is the most important thing, I have never seen a student who is so proud when seeing the teacher.

The instructor couldn't help feeling very embarrassed, the two looked at each other, the instructor paused and turned around to leave!

There is such a precedent, all the instructors who were looking aside turned around and left in despair, no one wanted to touch Yang Wei's nail, and they were secretly waiting for someone to make the first move.

Yang Wei couldn't help laughing at the funny looks of the instructors. He suppressed a smile and came to the teaching room, and all kinds of remarks immediately filled his ears. Whether it was a discussion about the current situation or a debate on tactics, this strong military atmosphere These are the hallmarks of this school.Blood quenching mountains and rivers 189

However, someone who didn't know whispered, "It's Yang Wei!"

Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly audible. The teaching room immediately fell silent, as silent as the night. Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Wei who stopped at the door without any hesitation.

In that era when communication and information were underdeveloped, students had many guesses about Yang Wei's image, but they were a little disappointed by the fat young man in front of them. The ugly, vulgar and vulgar image of the sharp-billed monkey cheeks in the minds of Hong or the "Yang Yang faction" does not match at all.

Before Yang Wei appeared, the students of the Whampoa Military Academy had many curiosity and questions about Yang Wei besides conjectures. For example, how did Yang Wei get Cao Jiahua and Feng Jingtao to go to the field?Why did he reject the appointment of the Beiyang "government"?This seems to be an incomprehensible question in the minds of students who have not been on the battlefield.But when Yang Wei actually appeared, the students were too timid to ask for advice in person, they just stared blankly at Yang Wei, but didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, a student with delicate features and sharp eyes came to Yang Wei, extended his hand to shake hands with Yang Wei in a very friendly manner, and said generously: "Yang Wei, hello, my name is Kang Jingming, welcome to the Central Army Academy .”

Kang Jingming's hands were right in front of Yang Wei's eyes. Those hands were long, white and tender. At first glance, they looked like pampered hands that were only used to holding pens. Yang Wei sighed secretly, but he didn't intend to shake hands with such hands.

This made Kang Jingming's face a little uneasy. He retracted his hand in embarrassment, smiled a little stiffly, and then continued to talk warmly as if nothing had happened: "We have heard about you for a long time. It really is It is better to be famous for a long time than to meet once, since you have been on the battlefield, you naturally know more than us, and I would like to ask you a question."

It seems that these students are still somewhat self-aware. Yang Wei raised his eyebrows and looked at Kang Jingming, speaking as arrogantly as he did. Do you want to ask yourself a question?This actually aroused Yang Wei's curiosity, he found a seat and sat down unceremoniously, stretched out his hand and said, "It's impossible to ask for advice, if you have any questions, please tell me."

Kang Jingming happily turned around and picked up a wooden box from the seat. One look at the simple and unsophisticated patterns shows that the price is expensive. Kang Jingming carefully opened the box, and a dagger was immediately displayed in front of everyone. The blade made of fine steel shone coldly. 』, although the sterling silver handle is unassuming, it is full of luxury in a low-key manner.

Yang Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at the dagger in Kang Jingming's hand. Is this also called a knife?

Although Kang Jingming, the protagonist, looked very excited, the classmates around him seemed to be accustomed to this, and gave up after a few silent glances. They were already tired of Kang Jingming's showing off, but they were very concerned about Yang Wei's expression.

Kang Jingming said proudly: "Look, this dagger is a treasure handed down from my family. It is forged from the best materials. It is said that this kind of "color" is very rare nowadays."

Yang Wei pursed his lips and said nothing. Yang Wei, who came from later generations, had read knives from many countries, and such a dagger could not arouse his interest at all.

However, Kang Jingming, who was immersed in pride and arrogance at this time, didn't care about Yang Wei's attitude at all. He stood on tiptoe, jumped over the circle of students, and beckoned to a student in the corner of the classroom: "Yan! Ze, what are you still doing, where is your knife?"

The young man called Yan Ze seemed to have not heard what Kang Jingming said, and he was still immersed in his studies. Under Kang Jingming's repeated calls, he stood up reluctantly, picked up the cloth bag at hand procrastinatingly, and dug out a handful The dagger, dragging two steps forward, lazily threw the dagger on the table in front of Yang Wei, and Kang Jingming's careful care was like heaven and earth.

Yang Wei looked at the dagger in front of him. The curly blade was bent and twisted like an old man's incomplete teeth. The handle was originally coated with non-slip pine paint, but after many years of use, it has almost all peeled off. Although it can't be said to be rough, but compared with the extremely exquisite dagger in Kang Jingming's hand, it is really not eye-catching.

Looking into Yang Wei's eyes, Kang Jingming said confidently as if the outcome had been decided: "Yang Wei, which of our two daggers is better? Mine is a family heirloom. As for the one used by Yan Ze Well, it can be considered a family heirloom, his father has used it for many years."

The sarcasm in Kang Jingming's words was palpable, and it was clear that he was sneering at Yan Ze, but Yan Ze turned a deaf ear to it, and looked into the distance with hazy eyes, adding a sense of depth to him.

Only then did Yang Wei understand the intention of the two. It turned out that they wanted Yang Wei to compare the two daggers. Kang Jingming seemed ready to be praised, but Yang Wei's answer surprised everyone.Blood quenching mountains and rivers 189

The two daggers were placed in front of them, and the survival of the fittest was in everyone's eyes, but Yang Wei snorted coldly and said: "Knife, blade, all knives belong to labor, so as to cut them down, they will strike. The sharp blade is used to slaughter dogs and kill "treacherous" people, not for display! Let me ask, if a knife is offered in a brocade box and used for viewing and entertainment, can it still be regarded as a knife? In the midst of dire straits, we should rise up and attack with sharp blades. What is the use of a dagger that looks beautiful and luxurious but can’t protect the people’s country! In my opinion, it’s less than one-tenth of this bloodbathed battlefield blade!"

Yang Wei's words cheered up the students. Everyone looked at Yang Wei with piercing eyes, with admiration and admiration on their faces. Even Yan Ze, who had no expression from the beginning to the end, was shining in the eyes. Yang Wei's impassioned words made everyone The bloody youngsters are full of enthusiasm, and they can't wait to throw themselves on the battlefield to kill the enemy in blood!

Yang Wei's eyes slowly swept across the students in front of him. They were destined to shed blood for the unification of the country. These young people are the real hope of the country.

However, when Yang Wei looked at the door, he met He Yingqin who was standing outside the door. Before Yang Wei got up to say hello, the expressionless He Yingqin had already left silently.