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Chapter 32, Our Begonia Autumn Leaves

"We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet kills an enemy. We are all flying soldiers, even if the mountains are high and the waters are deep..."

The song "Guerrilla Song" had spread throughout the anti-Japanese areas during this era, so everyone knew the next line as soon as they heard it. Then naturally, some people started humming along.

So... if we had no food or clothes, the enemy would provide them for us. If we had no guns or cannons, the enemy would make them for us...

We grew up here, and every inch of land belongs to us. No matter who wants to seize it, we will fight him to the end...

Whether it was the guerrillas on the mountain or the soldiers and civilians at the foot of the mountain, they all sang along with the art troupe, and they didn't even feel the weight of the supplies on their bodies.

"Hey, captain, this song is so true. Our military doctors can kill one Japanese soldier with one shot!" Someone on the guerrilla side said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes. And the weapons and ammunition we have on us, haha, were made for us by the Japanese! Hahahaha..."

"This song is great, it's about our guerrillas..."

Listening to the guerrillas' own songs, the comrades all had smiles on their faces and even joked with each other.

"Military doctor, you have been to big cities. What kind of songs do you listen to in big cities? Is it... Night Shanghai, Night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps..." Lai Fu is worthy of being a storyteller, he even imitated the singing girl.

"Hahaha... good, very nice..." Everyone was amused by Lai Fu's performance, and some people cheered for him.

"Lai Fu sings well, right? But, we have also been to big cities and watched that movie called... movie! Yes, I still remember that woman in it was so pretty and sang well!" Yun Chao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly became lively. He then held the quilt on his shoulders to his chest and spoke in the manner of a woman.

"To the ends of the earth, to the corners of the sea, I'm searching for a soulmate... " While singing, she picked up a corner of the quilt and made the motion of combing her hair.

The further north the mountain ridge goes, the flatter the terrain becomes, but the river valley becomes narrower. Well, the singing of the guerrillas on the mountain completely drowned out the voice of the mountain cultural troupe, and the people all looked up at the mountain.

"Yun Chao, stop singing this. Isn't there a song called Four Seasons? Sing that one!" Zhao Danian, who was leaning on a wooden stick as a crutch, poked Yun Chao's back and said.

"Four Seasons Song, I can sing the Four Seasons Song! I learned it from Yun Chao and the other three... ahem..." The tall and sturdy Lowe, with a machine gun on his shoulder, twisted his body and spoke.

“In spring, the window is full of green, and the girl is embroidering mandarin ducks in front of the window…” Well, the song is basically in tune, but after listening to it, everyone feels that it would be better if this girl didn’t exist.

"Doctor, now that all the big cities have been occupied by the Japanese, can we still hear these songs?" Xing Weiguo asked in the team. "Big cities? Nanjing has fallen... Forget it, let's talk about this when we get back..." Li Yuexuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Do you want to hear me sing? Then I'll sing a song!"

"Okay... let the military doctor give us one! Dabao Dashan, why are you two so blind? Hurry up and divide the ammunition that the military doctor is carrying..." Lai Fu said in a teasing tone.

"Ahem, let me sing you a song that no one has ever heard of! This song was written by one of my predecessors, and it's called 'Dream Camel Bell' ahem..."

Li Yuexuan cleared his throat and began to sing: "I climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at my hometown, where the yellow sand stretches for thousands of miles. Where does the sound of camel bells come from? Every sound strikes my heart. I hope to embark on the road of longing and fly across the mountains thousands of miles away. The returning geese in the sky are covered with the setting sun, but where is my hometown? The wind and sand cannot erase the bloodstains left by history, and the wind and sand cannot erase the pale blood and tears of the crabapple..."

When she sang to this point, Li Yuexuan felt her throat tighten, and tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of her eyes: "Ahem, I'm sorry, I was a little excited, a little excited..."

After calming down, Li Yuexuan continued to sing the rest of the song.

However, when he finished singing, he saw some puzzled looks from the guerrillas around him. Did that mean the song was meaningless? Were they just missing home?

"What? You don't understand the meaning of the song I sang?" Seeing everyone nodding, Li Yuexuan continued: "When I first heard this song, I didn't understand it either. Until my senior explained the lyrics to me, I never dared to listen to this song easily again. Do you want to know why?" After Li Yuexuan asked, he saw everyone nodding repeatedly.

"Why is it thousands of miles of yellow sand? Because there are vast deserts in the northwest of our motherland! Why fly across thousands of miles of mountains? Because to get back to the motherland from that place, you need to fly across thousands of miles of mountains. Why is it the bloodstains of history, the blood and tears of the crabapple tree? Then I will tell you! Our motherland, our land, in the previous dynasty, the entire shape was like a crabapple leaf in autumn!"

"However, the Qing Dynasty was backward and surrounded by foreign powers. Various humiliating treaties were signed one after another, and our territory was lost piece by piece! The places that were originally our territory have now become foreign territories! Those former compatriots who wanted to return to their motherland could only dream of missing them, dreaming that the camel caravans in the desert could bring them back to their motherland!"

"Now, the autumn leaves of the crabapple tree have long disappeared and have turned into mulberry leaves. Moreover, the Japanese invaders are gradually approaching. The Northeast is gone, East China is gone, and Shanxi is still in a stalemate... Our land has been seized by the Japanese devils bit by bit! Those brothers and sisters living there, those compatriots, face the trampling of the Japanese devils, the bloody bayonets, and all kinds of oppression and humiliation every day! Just like the song "On the Songhua River" sings, my home is on the Songhua River in the Northeast..."

Li Yuexuan sang a song "On the Songhua River" and then continued: "Comrades, our land is being lost piece by piece, and our compatriots are dying in humiliation by the thousands. How can we, the soldiers, the iron-clad men, watch all this continue?"

"We can't let the Japanese devils take one more step forward, even if we have to sacrifice all our blood! In front of us are the invaders! Behind us are the people! We have no choice but to fight to the death! Comrades, just so that our fellow countrymen will no longer be bullied! Just so that our land can grow into crabapple leaves again! We must fight the Japanese devils to the end!"

As Li Yuexuan spoke, he waved his right hand vigorously, and then shouted loudly: "Shout with me, fight to the end, fight to the end..."

"Fight to the end... Fight to the end..." The guerrilla fighters were the first to respond, and then the Eighth Route Army and the people at the foot of the mountain shouted together.

Fight to the bitter end, this slogan echoed in the valley for more than a minute...

(End of this chapter)