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Chapter 1243 Veteran

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    "Reception?" Liu Yang was stunned. Before the brothers settled down, someone sent an invitation card, and it was not just one. Several people wanted to get acquainted with Liu Yang. Receptions were held in several places in the city.

    Anyone who dares to invite Liu Yang is at the level of a certain minister. To put it bluntly, most people can't see Liu Yang's current status. The key to friendship is equality of status, otherwise it's just a rock climbing attachment.

    When he first saw these invitations, Liu Yang didn't care. Although he didn't intend to save face, he didn't intend to slap him to death, but Liu Yang himself didn't expect that when he entered Chongqing, he encountered something.  , but completely changed his mind.

    When he arrived in Chongqing, Liu Yang didn't dare to act foolishly, after all, it would be embarrassing, but Liu Yang didn't care too much, and rode his horse into the city as before.

    Just arrived in Jiangbei, and he was dealing with the inspection of the garrison, but his eyes swept away, but he saw a one-legged beggar curled up in the corner of the street not far away, looking at the spy camp with blank eyes.

    A beggar can't attract Liu Yang's attention, and Liu Yang is not a soft-hearted person, but looking at this beggar, Liu Yang always has a familiar feeling, his mind is spinning, his heart is shocked, and he rang out who is this beggar,  If Liu Yang remembers correctly, he should be a veteran of the 11th Division. Liu Yang doesn't remember his name, but when they fought in Shanghai, the two met each other.  Weapons and ammunition fought once, and the beggar smashed Liu Yang's head.

    This matter made Liu Yang angry for a long time, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to fight back, but then the battle became tense, and many people in the 11th Division died. Liu Yang's company almost died several times, which is Liu Yang's life  , This kind of trivial matter is also forgotten.

    Liu Yang always thought that most of the veterans died on the battlefield. After all, too many people died. More than 7,000 people were beaten into more than 1,000 people. It is not surprising that anyone died on the battlefield.

    It's just that I suddenly saw that the dusty memory emerged. This veteran is the veteran who smashed his head. All the grievances have faded with time, but this figure has become clearer in the depths of the memory. These people were born and died together.  brother of -

    Perhaps there is another reason because of the sad figure of the veteran, curled up in a corner, as if forgotten by the world, the former hero, but now is so bleak, that thin appearance, maybe he hasn't eaten for a few days——

    Her expression flickered, and what she wanted to notice most was Chunmei. Although she entered Chongqing, Chunmei didn't dare to get tired of Liu Yang, but she still followed Liu Yang. Anyway, Liu Yang was never afraid of people's gossip. Speaking of it, Liu Yang changed a little.  Chunmei will be the first to notice.

    So when Liu Yang's expression changed, Chunmei was also shocked, she couldn't help pulling back the horse, and looked up at Liu Yang on the horse with some concern: "Master, you—"

    It's a pity that Liu Yang didn't pay attention to him, but jumped off the horse in a hurry, and didn't even pay attention to anyone. He rushed towards the street corner with excited steps. The next moment, the guard platoon spread out and rushed towards the corner first.  In the past, although they didn't know what happened, it was their duty to protect the safety of the camp.

    A battalion commander of the garrison who had a bad nose in front of Liu Yang just now was still sighing in his heart, look at the two of them are battalion commanders, Liu Yang is a tall man, and he can bring a little girl, even when he enters Chongqing.  He is restrained, and no one sees him doing anything to him, and he is also a battalion commander. Seeing Liu Yang is like a grandson meeting a grandfather, nodding and bowing all the time, and he may not show face.

    Just as he was thinking wildly, the secret service battalion suddenly moved, and Liu Yang's guard platoon quickly passed towards the corner of the street, and he didn't know what happened?

    Besides, no matter what other people think, Liu Yang rushed to the old soldier in three steps at the same time. On the contrary, the old soldier shrank subconsciously into the corner in fright, and looked at the angry horse in front of him in bewilderment.  Liu Yang, who didn't know why he provoked this officer.

    "Do you still remember me? I am also an old brother of the 11th Division—" Liu Yang felt sour when he spoke, and tears did not fall.

    Speaking of the Eleventh Division, the veteran's eyes became brighter, he sat up from the corner struggling, and stared at Liu Yang with wide-eyed eyes. Although Liu Yang is still a little dark in the past few years, maybe there are some scars on his body and face.  , but the appearance has not changed. If you have to talk about changes, then it means that you are getting older and not as young as you used to be.

    "You—you are—" the old soldier was very excited, but after all he didn't dare to recognize him. The little soldier back then, who now looks like a senior official, turned out to be a colonel. The opportunity of this person is different, there is really no way to compare it.  .

    Regardless of veteransWith a dirty look, Liu Yang squatted down and gave the veteran a hug: "Brother, it's me. I still remember when you fought in Shanghai, you and us fought for ammunition in Luo Town, and we fought for it."  , you smashed my brains out, and I remember you ever since—"

    Some veterans who were still active at first even froze, the smile on their faces froze, and they became anxious, and said cautiously: "When I was young, I also wanted to get more ammunition to fight devils—"

    Seeing the cautious look of the veteran, Liu Yang seemed to be stabbed by something suddenly, and his eyes were a little sour. Since the veteran didn't want to mention this matter, Liu Yang didn't bother to mention it. He looked at the veteran's appearance, hesitated, and his voice was much softer.  : "Brother, your leg—"

    He definitely didn't break his leg when he fought in Shanghai, because he had seen veterans before he left, so he must have broken his leg when he was bombed in the battle.

    "When Xuzhou was hit, it was blown up by the little devil's bomb—" Maybe it's been a long time, and the veteran doesn't care anymore, even if he talks about this sad thing, he can face it calmly.

    The veteran said it lightly, but Liu Yang could feel the sadness. The veteran said it should be at that time. It has been several years. I don’t know how he was exiled from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Chongqing, but he undoubtedly suffered a lot.  , tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

    Opened his mouth, obviously he wanted to ask a lot, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth. After hesitating for a moment, he just sighed: "How did you come to Chongqing?"

    How did you come to Chongqing?  The veteran smiled wryly, and sighed helplessly: "At first we withdrew with the field hospital, then we retreated to Hefei, and then the little devils attacked Anhui, and we withdrew again. We were bombed by the little devils on the way, and the team dispersed  Well, a few wounded soldiers and I supported each other and retreated westward, and then we went all the way to Chongqing—”

    To put it simply, this is not far away thousands of miles away, with a whole body of injuries, it is definitely a fate to be able to survive until now, and those with a little bad life would have died on the road long ago. These wounded soldiers have injuries on their bodies.  The large army got separated, and I am afraid that they had to go through a lot of starvation to reach Chongqing, but what can they do when they arrive in Chongqing?

    "Is no one caring?" The corners of his mouth twitched, and Liu Yang endured the depression in his chest and asked: "The Ministry of Military and Political Affairs should have a shelter for wounded soldiers—"

    "Hey, you guys from the Military and Political Department don't know that the youngest in the wounded soldier's shelter is also a lieutenant, otherwise there would be a lot of wounded soldiers in the whole country, there must be several million, how many people can be accommodated in a wounded soldier's shelter in Chongqing  Well, three or four hundred people are overwhelming, who would care about little people like us—" The old soldier shook his head mockingly, speaking the truth, but it sounded so sad.

    At first Liu Yang was still a little angry, and even had an urge to go to the Military and Political Department to find those people to settle accounts, and ask them why they didn't care about the heroes of these countries, why these heroes are so miserable——

    But the old soldier's words reminded him that in fact, some things are caused by man-made factors, but the biggest one is subjective, that is, there are too many wounded soldiers in China, too many heroes who died in battle, millions of  Ten million, the national government wants to support the war, but the continuous erosion of the war has made the national government do its best, and it has no energy to manage these wounded soldiers or kill the dead heroes.

    The secret service battalion is able to manage it because there are few people to manage, and there are industries to support it, and they continue to snatch things from the little devils, but how many people are there in pensions alone, 50,000 or 70,000, which definitely exceeds the secret service battalion.  The sum of the troops, as well as the wounded soldiers, perhaps Liu Yang is not as good as others, always let the wounded soldiers fight and block, and finally become dead heroes.

    But how many wounded soldiers are there in the government? There are at least one or two million soldiers. From the War of Resistance to the present, China has conscripted countless times. They are recruiting soldiers every day.  There are three to four million troops, and this is not counting the guerrillas. After six years, how many casualties and wounded soldiers are there?

    Of course, many of the injured died, because the medical conditions at that time were limited. Many people were not rescued, but China simply lacked military doctors, let alone medicines. Many people died of pain. Liu Yang saw this not once.  up.

    There are no more than 50 shelters set up by the government, and even if a shelter manages 500 people, it is only 25,000. Compared with the millions of wounded soldiers in the country, it is simply a drop in the bucket.  It would be nice to stay in the asylum, Liu Yang can understand this.

    Looking at the helpless veteran, Liu Yang's heart was sad, but not angry. Perhaps this kind of thing, even the national government is in the same distress, but no one can solve the current situation, unless the little devil is beaten away, and then the country  Settle down, otherwise no one will care about these veterans who have lost their abilities, and no one will remember their achievements, just know that in front of them is the one-legged beggar begging for a bite of food——(Remember the website URL:  www.hlnovel.com)No one will remember their deeds, they only know that in front of them is the one-legged beggar begging for a morsel—(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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