The Japanese bombing of Renqiu was initially limited to military camps, industrial areas, and Carp Island. Three days later, when they thought these places were completely destroyed, bombs began to fall on residential areas.
The bombing of residential areas lasted for two days. Although the bombing of these two days did not cause many casualties due to Zhang Zhen's effective organization, the loss of property, especially the loss of fixed property, was immeasurable, and for For the Xuebing Army, this passive non-resistance also greatly reduced its status in the minds of local people and businessmen, which directly caused a certain level of fleeing in Renqiu City.
On the day when the Japanese planes turned their bombing target to Zhangjiakou, Ouyang Yun rushed back from Dingzhou overnight with five heavily covered trucks covered in dust.
The convoy had just approached Renqiu City. Ouyang Yun, Bai Liusu and others almost doubted whether they had come to the wrong place. The fire caused by the bombing had been put out. Compared with the brightly lit situation at this time in the past, Renqiu's current The city was dark, with only a few lights. Under the snow-like light of off-road vehicle headlights, broken walls were everywhere. People flocked out of the city in groups of threes and threes. In the cold night wind, orders came from time to time. The heartbreaking cry...
As the motorcade moved forward, it began to encounter those fleeing people unexpectedly. Ouyang Yun's face gradually became gloomy. Finally, when Bai Liusu silently wrote down the number 13 in his mind, he ordered the motorcade to stop. The car arrived in front of a group of people fleeing. There were more than a dozen people in this group, including many old people and children. Each of them was carrying heavy baggage. Under the light of the light, there was clearly a trace of confusion on their faces. There was a reluctance to leave their hometown in their eyes, and I believed that if they had a choice, they would not leave their homeland, but... Ouyang Yun walked directly to the oldest old man and asked: "Old sir, are you leaving the city? .”
Because of the good style of Xuebingjun, Renqiu people have no bad feelings towards the army and soldiers. However, people in this era, especially these low-level people, do not have high demands on the government and do not dare to make any demands. Therefore, When their hometown was destroyed and their lives and property were threatened, their first thought was not to seek explanation from the authorities, but to leave with humiliation and heavy burden.
Ouyang Yun turned his back to the light. The old man couldn't see his face clearly. He only knew that the person standing in front of him was an officer. "Boss, our home has been bombed by the Japanese. In order to survive, we have to move to the countryside." Got down."
Ouyang Yun was silent. After a while, the old man said tremblingly: "Boss, can we leave?"
Ouyang Yun took a deep breath and said: "Old sir, please leave in a few days. Don't you want to get back the losses you suffered in this bombing? Now, the Xuebing Army is very weak. But please believe that one day they will grow up, and sooner or later, the Japanese will have to pay double the price for what they have done today."
The old man looked at him in surprise. Finally, he was used to the light and recognized Ouyang Yun's identity. The old man became excited and asked, "It's the young sir." He turned around and said loudly to the crowd: "The young sir has come to see us. , Huzi, come, come and see the young officer." Huzi is the old man's son. He is a slightly thin man who does not live up to his name. He walked over, looked at Ouyang Yun and asked: "Sir, sir, You just said that we can get back the losses we suffered this time, so who should we ask for it from?"
"Can I really want it back?"
"Sir..."
The people are real, and Ouyang Yun's words just now undoubtedly gave them hope. Soon, he was surrounded by the crowd, and people raised various questions about what he just said.
Chen Shichang saw that something was wrong, and was afraid that he, the "little officer," would say something inappropriate when he was excited. He squeezed into the crowd, and before Ouyang Yun spoke, he reminded loudly: "Military seat, the chief of staff and the others are already waiting in the spare conference room." Well, let’s go back first and then talk about it.”
Ouyang Yun gritted his teeth and ignored him. Instead, he turned his face to the light so that others could clearly see his expression. Xuebingjun's choice to defend passively this time was entirely due to his own will. According to Zhang Zhen and others , there is no way to fight without death. Although using ground versus air is a last resort, it is completely a war of attrition. However, only in this way can we demonstrate the determination of the Xuebing Army to resist Japan, and thus unite the people in the jurisdiction more closely. surrounding, thus causing domestic public opinion to completely shift towards him. In this way, the political benefits of Xuebingjun and even Ouyang Yun will be unlimited, and this is the most indispensable for the rise of a political force. The Bingjun fired the first shot of the anti-Japanese war. Well, if it cannot get enough support and cannot promote a comprehensive resistance against Japan, then sooner or later the fate of the Bingjun army will be completely consumed by the Japanese. Although the Nanjing government They had long promised to mobilize the whole people to fight the war. However, since Chen Jitang launched the "Guangdong and Guangxi Incident", now there has been no movement at all. The prospect of the Xuebing Army is not as bright as it seems on the surface.
Under the light, the contour lines on Ouyang Yun's face looked particularly hard. During this period, due to severe lack of sleep, he was much thinner than before, which made him look much more mature. Now, because There was anger and determination. His whole person looked like an unsheathed sword, flashing with a cold murderous aura. He said loudly: "Fellas, I know, this time we will learn from the military training." The performance of the army has disappointed everyone. However, here I assure you that the harm the Japanese have inflicted on you today will one day be repaid in multiples. In addition, the losses you suffered today will not be lost as long as our Xuebing Army exists. One day, I will recover it for you. Tomorrow, I will send someone to register your losses. These will be regarded as the highest-level confidential files of our student army and will be kept in our archives until the day I recover them for you. One day, folks, are you willing to believe me?"
Ouyang Yun's words were sonorous and powerful. Not to mention Huzi and others' blood boiling when they heard it, even Chen Shichang and others felt a surge of pride in their chests. He took the lead and said: "Military Commander, I believe you."
"Sir, we believe you."
Hu Zi finally made a concluding speech, which was what Ouyang Yun wanted to hear most at the moment: "Sir, we are not leaving. We want to stay and help you fight the Japanese. The Japanese are forcing us to leave Renqiu. The more this happens, the more we won’t leave to see what he can do to us.”
More and more people want to flee, and "little officer" Ouyang Yun still has a certain status in their hearts. After all, in this troubled world where soldiers and bandits are indistinguishable, not everyone can be as considerate of the public as he is. , not all armies can regard themselves as disciple soldiers like the Xuebing Army. The inner confessions of one and two people gradually merged into a heavy roar like a mountain: "Sir, we are not leaving."
Amidst this roar, Ouyang Yun clenched his fists and walked into the ruins of Renqiu City with all his strength.
Perhaps Renqiu Cheng, which was made of bricks and tiles, had collapsed, but with united efforts, a new and stronger Renqiu City Tower was erected. With such a strong city and such popular support, Ouyang Yun had nothing to worry about.