Chapter 563 Sincerity (3)

An Yi glanced at the eager faces full of expectation from far and near, and then said: "Just now, a few veteran brothers and I got together to chat. We talked for a while and gained some understanding of everyone's situation. I know that standing here

The vast majority of people are honest people from poor backgrounds, and

I know that none of us are directly affiliated with the Northwest Army. I heard an old brother call himself the rice bucket of the miscellaneous army... Don't laugh, everyone. He was right. At least the vast majority of people are like him. As long as they have a bowl of rice.

You can't die from starvation, just living in such a muddleheaded way day after day."

There was no laughter in the audience anymore, and everyone suddenly realized that they were just living like this, no different than rice urchins, their uncle didn't care or love their grandma, they couldn't even eat enough, and they had no dignity at all.

An Yi's loud voice sounded again: "I don't know why you are fighting, and I don't want to ask you why you are soldiers, because you are already soldiers and have carried guns and fought in wars, otherwise you wouldn't be standing here today.

But, I wonder if you have ever thought about it? Why do I, An Yi, fight? Why do the tens of thousands of brothers under my command, An Yi, fight? Do any of you know... No? Okay, I will tell you today, and I will not tell you from afar.

Just talking about the present, why are we fighting this war? Because, in the entire Henan, the entire Shaanxi, and the entire northwest provinces, our folks are dying of starvation and illness every day, and countless children are dying every minute.

Qing’s mother starved to death! As we speak now, countless homeless folks who have left their homes are lying dead on the roadside, and countless women and children have been cut up and sold!”

There was a dead silence in the audience. An Yi struggled to suppress his excitement and continued: "Since last year, I, An Yi, and tens of thousands of my brothers have begun to exchange the money they have accumulated over the past few years for food and launch a campaign.

All newspapers implored the central government for support and raised their voice, and collected donations, clothing and food in batches from all over the country, and tried every means

We want to transport it to the disaster area, to the west and northwest of Henan, but the warlords don't care about the life and death of the people. They blow up the railways, block waterways, and even the central government's disaster relief food is snatched away. We can't transport it, so we have no choice but to let it go.

The victims fled on their own. No matter how many people could be saved, every extra person was saved. This is how the refugee flow in western Hubei started from the second half of last year to the present.

However, we are unable to do even this minimum act of humanity, because the warlords have blocked all the roads. Starting from March, they will no longer allow a disaster victim to go south to western Hubei. They would rather watch dozens of people go south.

Thousands of fellow villagers, brothers and sisters died in the northwest and in their hometowns, and they didn’t want them to escape from the famine. Our food and medicine could not be sent there. Therefore, I, An Yi, only had one idea, and that was to fight! Try my best to fight as soon as possible.

Channel, create a way to survive, so that the continuous relief food and emergency medicines sent to western Hubei can be sent to the disaster area, so that those warlords who care about human life and don't care about the life and death of the people pay the price, so I want to fight! Not just for the sake of

The Central Committee is fighting for Commander-in-Chief Chiang. In my eyes, the lives of any of my brothers under An Yi, and the lives of generations of hardworking and kind-hearted people in the disaster area, are a hundred and a thousand times more valuable than those warlords who have no conscience and are cruel and inhumane!"

An Yi took a deep breath: "Brothers, I don't want to talk about the truth anymore. Look around you, look at my soldiers, my brothers, they are also soldiers. How can you compare?"

Go up to them? Open your eyes and take a good look. Which of my brothers, An Yi, has a curved spine? Which one of them has the slightest trace of panic in his eyes... No, right? Why?

Do you know why? Because they know why they live and who they fight for! Because they are my An Yi’s soldiers, my An Yi’s fraternal brothers, a true revolutionary soldier, a man who dares to love and hate! It’s for

For our troubled motherland, for the sake of our fathers, fellow villagers, brothers and sisters, Chinese soldiers can proudly sacrifice their lives!

Here, I would like to ask you, are you willing to be a real soldier who stands up for yourself? Are you willing to be like them and become my brother An Yi from now on? Are you willing - "

"willing--"
Chapter completed!