"As for me, I was born in the northeast. My parents used to be workers in the Fengtian Munitions Factory. They were responsible for the production of mortars.”
"It can be said that I grew up in the Munitions Factory. To put it bluntly, based on the memories in my mind and the technology that my uncles taught me, as long as they give me a machine that can produce mortars, I can use it and produce mortars.”
"Originally, I thought that I would be like my parents in the future and work in Fengtian Munitions Factory to take over my parents 'work.”
"But who would have thought that 918 would force me and my parents to leave the Fengtian Munitions Factory and the northeast to come to the pass?”
"In the pass, I followed my parents to many factories and wandered for a long time. Finally, we came to the Jinling Munitions Factory and our lives stabilized again.”
"But these days didn't last long. My parents went out once and died in a Japanese bomb. Ten days before my parents died, I had just entered school and became a university student.”
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"After my parents died in an accident, I decided to abandon my pen and join the army. I immediately went to the border region government to join the Eighth Route Army.”
"The victory at Pingxing Pass was the first time I killed a Japanese. In that battle, I killed many Japanese."Father, mother, son has avenged you!”
"Unfortunately, although I killed the Japanese to avenge my parents, I had no choice but to burn some paper for them in front of their graves.”
"However, I believe that this won't take too long. The Japanese are indeed very aggressive and have said that they will take down China in three months. However, we have used our life-and-death resistance to tell them that there is no way!”
"As long as I, Li Feng, am alive, as long as the Japanese don't leave China, I will make fighting the Japanese my lifelong goal.”
"Because I believe that the Japanese are just clowns. Victory will be ours in the end.”
Li Feng himself was the first to go up and talk about why he was a soldier. He told him that his parents died in the Japanese bombing and that he joined the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese and avenge his parents.
Li Feng told the story of what happened in his predecessor. Because he was a latecomer, he could control his emotions quite well.
However, his restrained expression and his narration made the people who listened empathize with him even more. They thought that Li Feng was holding back.
Li Feng's eloquence was not bad. After he finished his story, everyone present had a hateful expression on their faces.
It wasn't just the soldiers. The surrounding commoners were also grieving. Some of the more sensitive aunties and girls were even gnashing their teeth and cursing the Japanese.
At this moment, Yuan Kexiang, who saw that the effect was quite good, hurriedly took the lead and shouted the slogan.
"Beat the Japanese imperialists!"
"Fight the devils to protect our hometown!"
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At this moment, the already loud slogan became even louder. The shouts were filled with killing intent and a common enemy.
With Li Feng's words, more and more soldiers and officers went up to tell their stories.
Some of these stories talked about the Japanese, some talked about the rich and heartless landlords, and some of the soldiers even started crying when they heard the sad part.
The meeting lasted for more than three hours, and the effect was surprisingly good. Yuan Kexiang, Li Changgong, and the other old revolutions were shocked.
The leaders sitting in the first few rows were the same.
At that time, when they heard the report, they had foreseen that " complaining " would have a great effect. It was one of the magic weapons of political workers.
However, after witnessing it for themselves, they realized that they were still too cautious.
They looked at the soldiers with red eyes and high spirits, shouting slogans with their mouths open, as well as the civilians who followed the soldiers.
They knew that this method of complaining was definitely a necessary magic weapon for political workers in the future. Every political worker must master it.
Moreover, they must use the fastest speed to promote it to the entire Eighth Route Army.
The small meeting ended, but the impact continued to ferment. That night, the leaders requisitioned the Third Platoon command post. The meeting lasted for several hours to discuss the relevant issues.
The next morning, the leaders left in a hurry after breakfast.
Before Deputy Division Commander Nie and Department Director Luo left, they called Li Feng and Yuan Kexiang over.
"Comrade Yuan Kexiang, you are an old comrade. In the future, you have to help Comrade Li Feng more. The two of you must work together to lead the troops.”
Deputy Division Commander Nie looked at Li Feng and Yuan Kexiang and said to Yuan Kexiang first.
"Yes, please rest assured, Leader!"
Hearing Deputy Division Commander Nie's words, Yuan Kexiang nodded seriously to show that he understood. As an old comrade, he understood the subtext of Deputy Division Commander Nie.
That was to let him do his job as an assistant.
Yuan Kexiang knew all of this. Before he came, the battalion commander had told him that he would listen to Li Feng in Third Platoon and Li Feng would make the decisions.
However, this order came from the regimental and battalion headquarters. Now, the division headquarters had repeated the order from the regimental and battalion headquarters.
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