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Mao Dun's Prose Collection 茅盾 834Words 2018-03-18
Autumn is cooler, and the days and nights are getting faster.Jing'an Temple Road at seven o'clock is not calmer than usual, but it always seems to have a bit of a chilling atmosphere; the blood-like glare of the neon signboard shines brightly on the wooden window, piercing the eyes; The cars were like two long snakes running towards each other, seeming to be more hurried and nervous than usual. I saw a big truck full of bamboo branches for cover, and four or five men in yellow uniforms—probably boy scouts, squatting in the truck.Among the beautiful cars, this truck is very eye-catching, just like a rough man sandwiched between the team of young masters and ladies, but it is so powerful, it passed the beautiful and small cars and went straight to the west.

I know this is to go to the front to rescue the wounded.The enemy's plane saw the unarmed ambulance and was about to come to Shiwei. Our brave boy scouts had already sacrificed a few of them. Fortunately, God still has day and night as usual, and the "sun" has its sunset. I watched this brave big truck, and I thought, it is galloping on the flat asphalt road at this time, but soon it will turn off the lights and walk blindly on the road full of bullet holes bombed by enemy planes Perhaps the sky suddenly lit up with enemy flares, followed by machine gun fire, and 250-pound bombs fell on it, but it must have walked bravely, rushing through the rain of bullets, and never stopped reaching its destination.

I can't see the yellow uniforms on the car clearly, but I know they are only eighteen or nineteen years old.In other countries, even in wartime, young shoots at such a young age are probably not allowed to take risks, and they are probably taught the "last lesson" in a safe rear; but here we have nothing to do.And it is only because of this, as well as the "helplessness" of countless similar ones, that this page of our modern history is unprecedentedly great and heroic, and at the same time we are sure of our final victory. In our life-or-death age, if a person uses "Western standards" everywhere, he will definitely fall into pessimism and become discouraged.Some people, with their minds full of "Western standards" and a little awareness of their own "reality", think that we are "lost in battle, and the country will be destroyed if we lose." "So, according to you, what should we do?" Their answer was: "The Japanese-Soviet war will eventually break out. At that time, I will take advantage of it." But the enemy is not an idiot. The sound of artillery outside Wanping City broke this "fishermanism".Until the "August 13" national war of resistance sounded, and it proved that although our strength in all aspects did not reach the "ideal" or "Western" standards, it was still enough to deal with the enemy, "Western standards" The gentlemen are still anxious, looking forward to the attitude of the United Kingdom, the performance of the United States, and the actions of the Soviet Union...

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