"Since it's General, then you can drink as much of my wine as you want."
"Old man, why is this?"
Zhou Weiguo smiled and looked at the old man. The old man no longer kept them in suspense. He took out a newspaper and handed it to the two of them.
"Little Commander Song, you don't know yet, right? The news of your victory against the Japanese has already spread."
"My old son doesn't have much ability, and his wife and children were killed by the Japanese."
"I originally thought that I would die, but now the frontline battles have been won repeatedly because of you, Little Commander Song."
"I don't want to do anything for you guys who are protecting the country, so it's not too late to die. So, I don't charge any money for drinking here."
After the old man took out the newspaper with the headline of Ye Song's victory, he rambled on and on. Ye Song and Ye Mo listened silently and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Old man, you…"
Ye Song was interrupted by the old man before he could finish speaking.
"Little Guild Leader Song, compared to you guys, compared to so many people, what I did was nothing."
"If you have the chance, you can go to the east to take a look."
After saying this, the shop owner turned around and went to do something. Soon, the old man came out with two pots of wine.
"Little Regiment Commander Song, I know that the war at the front line is tense, so I won't keep you. These two jugs of wine aren't worth much, so you can take them with you."
Zhou Weiguo hurriedly stood up and took the wine, but the old man insisted on not charging them. This made Ye Song and Ye Xiao give up. Then, the old man told Ye Song to kill more devils and smiled as he watched them leave.
Ye Song and Zhou Weiguo walked on the streets in silence. After a while, Ye Song stopped and looked at the dilapidated Nanjin City.
"Weiguo, let's go take a look."
After saying this, Ye Song brought Zhou Weiguo to the east of Nanjin City. The east of Nanjin City was different from the local residents of Nanjin City. Most of them were foreigners.
Unlike the depression in other parts of Nanjin City, this place was bustling with people. The small concession was now packed with people.
"Make way, make way!"
Some people dressed as missionaries carried the seriously injured soldiers of the National Army on stretchers.
"How do you feel? Can you still move?"
A few Taoist priests asked about the state of the soldiers with concern. A war reporter held a camera and recorded the scene in front of him. The Red Cross personnel came and went to treat the injured.
"One by one. There's all of them. There's no hurry."
In the safety zone of the concession, refugees were clustered together, and foreigners were distributing food to them.
"Carry the body over there."
There were also people who ordered the soldiers to be buried. This was the scene that Ye Song and Ye Mo saw when they arrived.
"Isn't this Ye Song, Commander Song?"
A foreigner in the concession noticed Ye Song's name in the newspaper and immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Everyone warmly greeted Ye Song and Ye Song.
"You guys…"
Ye Song asked with some doubts. An old Taoist walked over and explained to Ye Song while watching.
"Regiment Commander Song, don't look down on them just because they're foreigners, they're really kind in their hearts!"
"The missionary over there has been saving our soldiers since the beginning of the war. Now, he has saved hundreds of people."
" Those war reporters are all young and young, but they insist on going to the dangerous front line. They say they want to record the brutal crimes of the Japanese. Even I admire them."
"The people who buried the bodies were also from the concession. They helped us bury thousands of dead soldiers."
"This safe zone was also built by a German organization called Rabe in the concession. Not only did it provide shelter for the innocent people affected by the war, but it also gave them food. I heard that it has already taken in nearly 20,000 refugees. It's really amazing."
Ye Song's heart grew heavier and heavier. He was about to say something when the old Daoist priest continued.
"People like us can't fight. But I can still do something within my power."
"I just hope that Commander Song will lead the soldiers to kill more devils at the front line."
Ye Song came in front of these people and bowed deeply to them. Zhou Weiguo, who was beside him, did the same. Although these people weren't his compatriots, they had the glory of humanity. In the face of war, there were no borders. People deserved his bow. When they saw the two bowing, their eyes became moist.
Labe not only built a safe zone to shelter the refugees, but also stood up and led the people to fight against the Japanese in the cruel war. He used his diary to record the atrocities of the Japanese. In Ye Song's memory, Labe was definitely a true hero who crossed the border.
On the way back, Ye Song sat on the ground without caring about his image. He opened the bottle of wine that the shop owner had given him and drank from it with Zhou Weiguo.
Ye Song exhaled a breath of alcohol and felt a little better. He looked at Zhou Weiguo and said,
"Weiguo, if I tell you that Nanjin might not be able to hold on, what will you do?"
Zhou Weiguo smiled.
"Guild Leader, with you around, it won't happen."
"What if I told you that not only Nanjin, but we might also fail in the future and many people will die? What would you think?"
"In the past, I only knew how to fight and kill the Japanese, but I didn't know the meaning of continuing to fight like this."
"I met a lot of people today. The tavern owner, the old Taoist priest, the missionary, and many, many cute people."
"Now I finally understand that we are fighting for them. Even if we lose, even if we die, fighting for these people is worth it."
Ye Song ignored Zhou Weiguo and continued to ramble on. Zhou Weiguo smiled. It seemed that his team leader was drunk. Helplessly, he could only carry Ye Song and leave. In his sleep, Ye Song kept muttering something.
"There are more than just brutes like the Japanese in this world."
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