The first thousand four hundred and ninety-four chapters of the soul of the military
At this time in Shanghai, everyone knew about the bloody battle in Houjiacun.
"Pantian Tiger" Meng Shaoyuan once again shocked Shanghai!
Coupled with the exaggeration by tabloids and the public, Meng Shaoyuan has simply become a subhuman being.
Why did he, with 400 athletes, defeat the attack of tens of thousands of Japanese?
Japanese plane bombs, they all circle around when they see them.
One of the most ridiculous legends is:
The Japanese plane dropped a bomb, and it was about to land. At the critical moment, the "Pan Tianhu" jumped up into the sky, flew more than ten meters into the air, and caught the bomb with his bare hands.
Anyone with some common sense knows that this is simply impossible to happen.
But the vast majority of people still choose to believe it.
At this time, we need some inspiring legends.
And Meng Shaoyuan is such a character.
His reputation has long spread throughout the Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau.
Everyone in Shanghai regarded Meng Shaoyuan as a god-like figure.
With him here, there is nothing to worry about.
With him here, victory is guaranteed!
"What a Pantianhu Meng Shaoyuan."
Putting down the newspaper, Lu Wenpu sighed: "Fighting Houjiacun in a bloody battle and defending Zhenhai to the death, how remarkable it is."
"Dad," Lu Baoer said, "I heard that he can catch bombs with his bare hands?"
"That's a ridiculous legend. It's not like you haven't seen him before. How could there be such a magical person in the world?" Lu Wenpu smiled, but then he said seriously: "I have inquired about it. He led the 400th athlete of the Ningbo Station of the Military Command to die.
After guarding the village of Hou for three days and fighting until the end, almost all his money was lost. Meng Shaoyuan would rather die than be captured. If reinforcements had not arrived in time, he might have died for his country."
"He doesn't look like this kind of person at all." Lu Baoer said in a daze: "But I didn't expect..."
"Yeah, we didn't expect that." Lu Wenpu picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "A real hero is not someone who always talks about benevolence, justice and morality. Only at the moment of life and death can a person's true nature be tested. It is said that this person does not have a very good reputation.
There are many good and bad flaws, but the battle in Houjiacun alone makes him worthy of the title of hero."
As he spoke, there was some regret: "What a pity, I have a special status now, otherwise, I should really invite him to drink and give him a few toasts."
"Dad, let me take your place." Lu Baoer said excitedly.
Yes, in this era, heroes are the most respectable!
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Chongqing!
"Great victory, great victory, great victory in Zhenhai!"
Mao Renfeng hurriedly walked into the Meng Mansion.
All the people from the Meng Mansion came out.
"Great victory, great victory in Zhenhai, great victory in Zhenhai!"
Mao Renfeng gasped a few times: "Everyone, we have just received frontline information about the great victory in Zhenhai. Mr. Dai personally sent me to tell you about the battle in Zhenhai and the news about Meng Shaoyuan."
Everyone's hearts were lifted at once.
"On July 8, the 29th year of the Republic of China, Japanese pirates invaded our Zhenhai." Mao Renfeng looked solemn: "On July 9, Meng Shaoyuan, director of the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai Supervision Division of the Military Unification Bureau and Shanghai District Mayor, adopted tactics of luring the enemy and personally
He led 400 army generals to fight a bloody battle with the enemy in Houjia Village. Meng Shaoyuan led his troops to defend Houjia Village for three days, killing countless enemies and suffering heavy casualties himself.
On July 11, Meng Shaoyuan sent his final telegram..."
Cai Xuefei was shaken, and Su Yao beside her hurriedly supported her.
Mao Renfeng said slowly: "Meng Shaoyuan said in the telegram, 'Farewell, my compatriots. Unite as one and we will win the war!'"
"Shaoyuan!"
Zhu Yanni suddenly burst into tears: "You liar, you big liar, you promised to return to Chongqing alive!"
Seeing everyone in Meng's house crying, Mao Renfeng said quickly: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, listen to me, Meng Shaoyuan is not dead."
The crying stopped immediately, and even Cai Xuefei, who was always elegant in manners, couldn't help complaining with red eyes: "Secretary Mao, you are trying to scare people to death."
Mao Renfeng didn't dare to joke anymore and said seriously:
"Meng Shaoyuan led the remnants of his troops to fight a bloody battle with the enemy in Houjiacun. At the most dangerous moment, he personally went into battle and stabbed the Japanese pirates with bayonets. When reinforcements from the 194th Division arrived, Meng Shaoyuan and guard captain Li Zhifeng stood side by side, holding mines in hand, and died with the enemy accurately. If not
If the reinforcements had arrived early, Meng Shaoyuan might have died for his country."
"Oh my God."
"Madam, madam."
After hearing this, Shang Qianyi couldn't hold on any longer and fell softly to the ground.
"Secretary Mao, how is Shao Yuan doing now?"
Cai Xuefei asked anxiously.
"Almost all of his four hundred men were injured or killed. Fortunately, everyone else is safe and sound." Mao Renfeng immediately comforted him: "By this time, he should have arrived in Ningbo safely."
Everyone's hearts were finally relieved.
"No more wars, no more wars."
Yamashita Yuri's face turned pale: "Let Mr. Shao Yuan come back, come back."
This is everyone's wish.
"He can't come back. He has more important things to do." Cai Xuefei regained her composure. She knew that at this time, she couldn't show panic: "Don't you know his temper? Ours
This husband is full of shortcomings, but he is an indomitable hero. If you ask him to come back, he will not agree."
As she spoke, she looked at Meng Shaoyuan's son and daughter and said softly:
"Your father is a great hero!"
Unfortunately, Meng Shaoyuan's children still don't understand it at all.
"Ladies, I have brought you something. Bring it in."
Two subordinates carried in a plaque.
There are four words written on it:
"The soul of military rule"!
Looking at the signature below, it turned out to be Dai Li's own handwriting.
Dai Li's calligraphy is very distinctive, with characters like wolf fangs.
Dai Li's calligraphy styles are uneven, some are neat and tidy, which is a typical calligrapher's style, and some are free and sloppy.
He rarely gave people inscriptions, and the most famous one was probably the one he personally inscribed when Chase Bank opened.
Now, he actually wrote something to his subordinates, and it was:
The soul of military rule!
This is extremely valuable.
"Come here, hang the plaque in the most conspicuous place in the living room."
Cai Xuefei finished her instructions: "Secretary Mao, please help us go back and thank Mr. Dai, and thank you for bringing us the news about Meng Shaoyuan. Please tell Mr. Dai again that as Meng Shaoyuan's family members, we know what we should do."
"Mr. Dai knows." Mao Renfeng's words were full of compliments: "Mr. Dai knows that the ladies know the general situation, which is most reassuring. The Zhenhai defense battle will be reported soon, and the Japanese also have spies in Chongqing. Madam
Please pay attention to your own safety, and if you need help, please call me."
"Thank you, Secretary Mao."
After sending Mao Renfeng away, Cai Xuefei slowly sat down.
She was almost exhausted.
Shao Yuan, Shao Yuan, stop scaring people.
You must come back safe and alive.
Chapter completed!