"How was his injury?"

"I'm afraid..." Huang Yuxin's eyes were red: "The German doctor said that it was too late to send it down. Dr. Steed had already tried his best..."

The little soldier lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. He has been unconscious since he was sent down from Beidaying until now.

He was shot three times, the one that penetrated his chest was the most deadly. The two soldiers who sent him to Fengtian told the doctor that he was injured when the Eastern people started attacking, but he insisted on the position. After the Eastern people retreated, he suddenly fainted and until now.

"Zheng!"

Dr. Steed's stiff Chinese sounded behind his back.

This is a doctor from Germany. He has lived in Fengtian for more than six years. For Dr. Steed, he has completely regarded himself as half a Chinese.

"Doctor Steed, you have worked hard during this period." Zheng Yong sighed and covered the quilt with the unconscious little soldier.

"Zheng, I have to talk to you." Dr. Steed seemed to have not received Zheng Yong's kindness:

"Please take a look, please take a look. He is just a child, a child! The wounded people sent to me every day are almost all children as old as him. God, what's wrong? I can hardly continue my work. Zheng, I know you are an excellent general, but this kind of thing must stop!"

Zheng Yong smiled bitterly. This was a good person, but he couldn't understand how cruel the war was.

Three days have passed since the Japanese Korean army launched a crazy attack, and casualties have increased every day.

He had tried to replace the student camp several times, but the student soldiers were red and crazy. They screamed and poured bullets towards the Japanese. They screamed and threw out grenades one after another. They screamed and jumped out of the trench with bayonets and stabbed the bayonets in their hands into the Japanese's chest.

On the phone, Zheng Yong could clearly feel that these student soldiers had become soldiers who ignored bloodshed and sacrificed, and their hearts had long become as cold as stones.

The only meaning of their life is to fight, continue to fight until the moment they fall...

Zheng Yong opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Dr. Stede, but he didn't send a word out of his mouth.

Dr. Steed would not understand that our country is invading and our people are about to be enslaved, and these soldiers, including every military and civilian in Fengtian, are fighting for freedom and dignity.

Looking at Zheng Yong's back as he left silently, Dr. Steed shook his head slightly and said to Huang Yuxin beside him:

"Huang, you are a lady, I think it would be better for you to communicate with him. The tragedy must be stopped. The children's job is to study, not to bleed on the battlefield. Such things should be left to real soldiers."

Huang Yuxin was silent for a while and said:

"Doctor Steed, I am as painful as you, but you also know that now we lack manpower and a resistance army. Now every person, the elderly, women, and children in Fengtian City are real soldiers, including me. Our Chief Zheng once said that everything seems irrelevant in the face of freedom and dignity."

Dr. Steed shrugged helplessly. He really couldn't understand these Chinese people.

He remembered that when he came to this country, he always thought that the people of this ancient Eastern country were simple, kind and cowardly. Facing the island country next door, they seemed to have no intention of resisting, and only knew how to accept it.

Although he is willing to use his knowledge to help the Chinese, to be honest, he still looks down on the Chinese character in his heart.

The Germanic people also suffered, but after the failure of World War I, they were rising again in Europe with a tenacious spirit.

But what about these Chinese people? After losing the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 with Japan, they seemed to have lost the courage to continue fighting, and they were more willing to spend their energy in the civil war.

He once thought that this nation was no longer saved.

However, Dr. Steed found out that he was wrong!

After the Japanese launched an aggressive war, the elite troops fled, but their people stayed and fought back under the leadership of Commander Zheng.

As Huang Yuxin said, men, women, children, and almost every Chinese have been involved in this war. How could such a nation be a cowardly nation?

Although Steed was full of complaints about Zheng Yong, he had a strange idea in his heart:

This nation is exactly the same as the Germanic nation, persevering and never giving up, especially when disaster strikes, the bloodiness and courage that burst out from them are enough to make all countries in the world admire them.

The child took his last breath in pain.

Dr. Steed silently drew a cross on his chest and covered the child's face with a snow-white sheet.

Another young life went like this.

God bless these children, God blesses God.

May God bless China!

He staggered back to his office with some staggering steps. He opened a brand new diary, thought about it for a while, and wrote down several of them on the homepage:

"In September 1931, everything a German doctor saw in China."

He thought for a moment, picked up the pen and wrote:

"The Japanese attack began. From the 18th to today, Fengtian has insisted on resisting for 9 days. At one time, I thought China had failed, but I found that I was wrong and China is still fighting.

Hundreds of thousands of elite Northeast Army retreated, and only a small force stayed, and leading the force was a young military commander named Zheng Yong.
Chapter completed!