The country is broken

Watching off Battalion Commander Wu, who was swearing and leaving in a rage, Wang Bao suddenly noticed that everyone was staring at the regimental commander's office with wrong expressions, which was originally a side hall of the ancestral hall in the village.

From the sad and indignant eyes of the crowd, it could be seen that something bad happened. Wang Bao was stunned for a moment. He felt the 97 sniper rifle in his hand fall to the ground, and suddenly screamed and rushed into the side hall of the ancestral hall.

"Uncle Zheng!~ Wake up." Wang Bao threw himself beside Zheng Shuwen, the leader of the third regiment.

Zheng Shuwen, the head of the third regiment, closed his eyes tightly, and lay limp in the arms of Wang Bao's third uncle Wang political commissar, with a shuriken stuck in his chest, with a blue-green luster shining on the blade, obviously fed a huge poison.

The soldiers who came to support the first battalion were all stunned, and looked at each other with disbelief, hoping to get the fake information from the expressions of others. Everyone felt a sense of shame and shame. Hate, they are still a step late. [

Hearing the gunshots, the doctor of the health team rushed over almost scrambling to push through the crowd at the gate of the regiment, set up a stethoscope and pressed it on the chest of the third regiment leader Zheng Shuwen, and at the same time put one hand on his carotid artery Above, a nurse pours the injection faster than she has ever done before.

"No need!~" The doctor stopped the nurse's syringe with ashen face, and collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Yan's grief and indignation pervaded the entire lobby, everyone's eyes were full of tears, the man's tears were not light, but before he reached the point of sadness, all the people squeezed the tiger's mouth tightly, the skin at the joints turned white, and even the tiger's mouth burst But I still felt that blood was slowly dripping on the ground, everyone's body was trembling slightly, only a few soldiers and Chen Jiayao and a few female clerks were sobbing softly.

Perhaps because he is used to the departure of his comrades-in-arms, the voice and smile of Zheng Shuwen, the leader of the third regiment, is still reflected in everyone's minds. Zheng Shuwen, the leader of the third regiment, still lives in the hearts of every anti-Japanese fighter.

"Prepare for the sacrificed martyrs!~" The soldiers outside the gate lined up neatly, with their muzzles facing, and the guns fired in unison, seeing off the chief and his comrades who had just left them.

The fierce gunshots echoed in the sky, and echoed in everyone's heart.

After all, he has been doing political propaganda and psychological warfare work for a long time. Commissar Wang, who is used to seeing life and death, gradually calmed down, "Brother!~ Let's go!~" Political Commissar Wang gently caressed his three hands as if nothing had happened. The head of the regiment, Zheng Shuwen, picked him up, put him on the chair he had made, and lay down on the desk, just as if he was alive before his death, quietly lying on the table for a nap.

"From now on, I will temporarily serve as the acting head of the third regiment. Jia Yao, please take notes. The order is as follows: First, strengthen the patrols and guards in the areas controlled by our army, search for suspicious persons, and increase the security of the regiment headquarters and key departments. The second is to contact the intelligence agencies in various places to find out the identity of the attacker, and the third is to inform the whole regiment of officers and soldiers of the obituary of Zheng Tuanchang's death, avenge Zheng Tuanchang, and beat Laozi severely." The position of the deputy head of the third regiment has been vacant all the time. As soon as the head of the regiment Zheng Shuwen died, the highest rank of political commissar Wang remained under the head of the whole regiment. He slapped his palm on the desk excitedly. After the murderousness of the battlefield.

Before he knew it, two or three new cracks appeared from the palm of the table under Political Commissar Wang's palm.

"Yes, issue the order immediately!~" Chen Jiayao quickly returned to work, wiped away her tears, picked up a notebook and a pen, and carefully recorded the orders of Political Commissar Wang.

The entire three regiments were immediately mobilized, the militiamen and the children's regiment mobilized urgently, spreading out the large nets of the masses, catching every trace of anomaly in the base area, the aunt who washed vegetables by the river, and the small noodle vendor by the roadside. With vigilant eyes, he scanned any suspicious persons, and if there was a slight disturbance, someone would follow them in turn. During this period, many traitors and spies who had hidden deep in the ground were arrested, but Duan Cheng and those ninjas have not yet been found. And the whereabouts of the traitors.

On the battlefield with the Japanese devils, the sacrifice of Zheng Shuwen, the commander of the third regiment, did not lower morale, but inspired the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army to be even more passionate about revenge. There was a prisoner and wounded of the devils, and the Japanese devils were horrified to find that the assassination of the regiment headquarters of the third regiment not only did not hurt the opponent's vitality, but was attacked even more frantically.

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Li Wei, who played a guest role as a student of the Mechanical Engineering Department of Northwestern United University Engineering College in Chenggu County, Hanzhong, Shaanxi Province, did not know what happened in the mountains hundreds of kilometers away. At this time, he was struggling with how to integrate into school life. After the college entrance examination, he always had a kind of resistance to the school and classmates in his heart, which may be the sequelae left by the psychological shadow of the previous modern school, but sometimes he really couldn't control himself. Li Wei inevitably became a student with weird behavior and sloppy behavior, especially when he said some swearing in a casual manner, the person concerned didn't realize it, but the students around him gave him strange looks.

In Class [-], Grade [-] of the Engineering Department, Zhao Lei and Li Wei behaved completely differently. Zhao Lei was more like a passionate young man, full of boldness and straightforwardness of Shandong people, very active in the class, showing loyalty, Quickly pull together a group of friends.

Among the students, Li Wei's performance was tepid, as if he had nothing to do with it. Although he had to attend every class, his mind was always not in the class. Every time the teacher asked him questions, he responded with surprising remarks, The modern knowledge proposed by Li Wei refreshed all the teachers and students. No one would have thought that there would be so many simple and quick calculation formulas for just one math problem.

Although there are many aspects that Li Wei has never covered, the speed of acceptance is the fastest among all the students, and even many teachers privately think that Li Wei has learned the corresponding basics before.

As the two outstanding characters in the first class, on the surface, their styles are incompatible. Only Zhao Lei and Li Wei know in private that their temperaments are quite compatible. Li Wei was not as hostile as he was when the entrance examination opened. On the contrary, he thought that Li Wei had a personality. In modern terms, he had a personality. Li Wei admires that Zhao Lei can still maintain the passion of the Chinese nation in this historical environment, and dare to think and act, and Zhao Lei admires Li Wei's eclecticism and erudition.

Because it was a time of war, most of the students in the school came from poor backgrounds, and it was not easy to be able to afford university education. Although the tuition fees were subsidized by the Kuomintang government, it was still a challenge to make ends meet due to the soaring prices of goods due to the war. Difficulties, the same problem of eating and living is not only a problem for students, many teachers can hardly get by with their own meager salaries, and sometimes they have to do odd jobs to subsidize their families. [