Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ye Jian had a clear, cold and deep voice. When she was describing the battle, the teachers and the students listened quietly and was brought into that brutal war.
“After the Vietnamese army lost their base in Laoshan, they tried to take back this stronghold, so they launched several counterattacks on April 28th, June 12th, and July 12th. The Battle of Songmaoling on July 12th was the largest division-level attack from the Vietnamese army, and was the most atrocious combat of the Battle of Laoshan.”
“All the soldiers of the two parties guarding the Nala base in Laoshan were dead. Later, several soldiers who went to check on the situation were killed by the Vietnamese army. When the sun came out, 45 soldiers of a platoon rushed to the battlefield and nearly every one of them was gone. Our infantries didn’t take back the base until they fired the bazookas together in the end.”
Hearing this, several students gasped in horror. They had never paid attention to this field! They always believed that wars didn’t exist in China during a peaceful time!
With a serious look on her face, Ye Jian tightened her mouth and glanced at the students who seemed bewildered. She continued and said, “But the war wasn’t over. Later, the Vietnamese army sent over 500 soldiers to attack our army. But our artillery division locked down the Vietnamese soldiers, who paid a steep price for their behaviors.”
This battle took place not long ago, but many students and adults did not know it.
As Ye Jian slowly depicted the battle, the students felt as if they were seeing the bullets fly past them and the young soldiers sacrificed on the battlefield. To protect their country, the soldiers faced their deaths unflinchingly. Even when they were fatally injured, they fought till the last minute of their lives.
When Ye Jian mentioned the broken limbs and scattered blood in the woods, grasses, and bushes, the students immersed themselves into the battlefield.
Someone was sobbing. It was Yang Ye who had burst into tears. She was crying for the soldiers who had sacrificed themselves bravely during that battle.
Tears also welled up in the eyes of Director Li and Mrs. Yu and the other two teachers. For a long while, no one spoke after Ye Jian finished narrating.
“It was so horrible. But why do we know so little about it?” asked a student in a deep and grieving tone.
The teachers should answer this question. Director Li gave a heavy sigh, saying, “We hope our next generation can stay away from wars and enjoy peace and happiness forever. Although you are away from wars, you must learn about and understand them. As students, you should know that wars mean the loss of peace and happiness, and they mean danger, death, and brutality.”
Director Li shot Ye Jian another glance and became more impressed by the girl. Few students knew about the Battle of Laoshan. From Ye Jian’s account, Director Li believed that she had truly paid attention to it.
Sitting in a corner, Gao Yiyang lowered his head to conceal the complicated look in his eyes. It seems that Ye Jian was much more knowledgeable than the rest of the students.
In another room of the hotel, Red Scorpion sat by his bed with a gloomy face. He shot an extremely cold glance at the several boys. “I didn’t take you here so that you can discuss battlefield with the Chinese students. You must behave yourselves for the sake of your families and for my missions!”
“I don’t want to see another stupid thing. If you cross me, none of you will go back home.”
The three boys kept their heads low and their shoulders shivered. No one dared to look at Red Scorpion. It was evident that they were scared of him.