Ye Jian’s voice is quiet. When she speaks, her voice is low and sometimes she can't help but bring a bit of coldness. When she is talking about war, the teachers and students are listening quietly, being brought into by her voice. In that tragic war.
"However, after the Vietnamese army lost its Laoshan position, they frequently counterattacked in an attempt to regain the throat of Laoshan. So there were 4.28, 6.12, and 7.12 counterattacks. Among them, the 7.12 Songmaoling battle was the largest battle of the Vietnamese army. Division-level offense. It was also the most tragic battle in the Laoshan tug-of-war."
"All the soldiers of the second company guarding the Laoshan position near Nara were killed in battle. Afterwards, several Chinese soldiers who went up to check the situation were also killed by the Vietnamese army. After dawn, a platoon of 45 troops rushed up and almost the whole army rushed up. Annihilated. It was not until the last volley of rockets that our infantry regained their position."
Speaking of this, several students gasped. They... didn't pay attention to this one at all! It has always been believed that war does not belong to China in the peaceful era!
Ye Jian's condensed expression closed the corners of his mouth, his eyes tracing slightly across his face and the bewildered student, and he went down softly and said, "The war is not over. Then the Vietnamese army sent out 500 to 600 troops to attack, but was immediately caught by our country. The artillery blocked it firmly, and made them pay a heavy price for their actions."
This is a war not far from the students, but many students and adults do not understand it.
As Ye Jian slowly said, the bullets whizzed by in front of the students, as if seeing the soldiers who saw their homeland die on the battlefield, and seeing that even if they were seriously injured, they still fought to the last moment of their lives. Young fighters.
When Ye Jian talked about the blood and broken limbs flying across the branches, in the bamboo forest, in the haystack, and in the bushes... it was like they were already on the battlefield.
There was a low cry of sobbing, and it was Yang Ye who cried, crying for the soldiers who died heroically in that war.
The four teachers including Director Li and Teacher Yu also blushed. Even if Ye Jian had been talking about it for a long time between teachers and students, no one spoke.
"It's tragic, but why don't we know much?" a student asked in a low voice, heavy and sad.
This question was answered by the teacher. Director Li sighed heavily, "I hope that the next generation will always enjoy peace and happiness, and I also hope that you can stay away from war. However, as students, you must know that war means putting people at risk. Circumstances mean death, blood, and loss of peace and happiness. We stay away, but we must understand and understand war."
With that said, Director Li took another look at Ye Jian, and his impression of her was undoubtedly deeper. A student knew that Laoshan did not fight back many times, and when Ye Jian heard what she said, she knew that she had really paid attention to it.
Sitting in the corner, Gao Yiyang's eyes drooped slightly, concealing the complexity in his eyes. She knew... really much more than them.
In another hotel room, Red Scorpion sat on the side of the bed with a gloomy face, and looked at the boys with extremely cold eyes, "Take you out, not to talk to the Chinese students about the battlefield. My business, and you guys." My family needs you to be honest!"
"I don't want to see stupid things again. If it irritates me, no one wants to go back."
The shoulders of the three boys were obviously shrunk, and they lowered their heads tightly. No one dared to look up at him. It can be seen from their expressions that they are all afraid of red scorpions.