The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 32: Even Dogs Don’t Wait
...Science has no borders, but scientists have a motherland.

My career is in China, my achievements are in China, and my destination is in China...

…Excerpt from a famous quote by Qian Long, one of the greatest scientists since the founding of the People's Republic of China and considered to be worth at least five divisions, as he prepared to return to China…

Under the rare warm winter sun in the capital city, Hu Biao was walking with big strides, but he didn't know one thing.

Except for him who returned safely to the modern dimension, the other four people, Zhou Kun, Zhang Wei, Gao Yi and Wang Peng, who died in the Songhu battlefield, did not see it.

After they were resurrected one by one, they also returned to the modern plane.

And after this experience, my whole state of mind has changed dramatically.

For example, at the same time when Hu Biao went out to eat oil-splashed noodles and roujiamo, in the Northeast region, there was a city that has been affectionately called Erbin in the past two years.

In a not-so-new apartment building in an ordinary community.

"Pengzi, are you possessed by evil spirits? You didn't even eat breakfast after getting up, and you've been tossing around here and there. Tell me what you're looking for, I might know where it is."

An old lady who looked quite healthy and energetic asked her son who was sticking his butt out and rummaging through a pile of boxes.

The Pengzi mentioned by the old lady naturally refers to the five-member team that traveled to the Battle of Shanghai, including the PLA veteran Wang Peng.

After detonating the bomb, he thought he was dead, but when he woke up, he found himself in the room of his hometown in Bin.

At first, he, like Hu Biao, thought that he had just had a very real dream.

But after accidentally finding the black-and-white photo of the entire special forces company in his pocket, everything became different for him.

The complicated thoughts of this PLA veteran made him sit on the bed until dawn.

When he was awakened by the noise of his family waking up, Wang Peng immediately got up and started rummaging around in the room where all the miscellaneous items were stored.

What were you looking for? The sign that said "House of Honor," of course.

A piece of evidence representing his glorious service in the best years of his life, which he once considered to be extremely glorious.

After experiencing everything in the Battle of Shanghai, he realized one thing: this country and nation will never lack traitors, traitors, and all kinds of rotten people and bastards.

But this is not a reason to do nothing when there is a piece of land like this that needs to be protected.

Young Master Feng, the old squad leader, the man with buck teeth, the young wife, these ancestors who are so vivid in his memory have set the best example for him.

The reason for doing all this is definitely not to protect those few bad guys and grandchildren, but to protect the land where our ancestors have lived and multiplied for tens of thousands of years.

And for a long time to come, our descendants will still be able to live on this land.

After a careful search, he finally found the sign of "Home of Honor". Wang Peng had never felt that such a small sign was so heavy.

Ten minutes later, Wang Peng turned around and asked his mother again seriously:
"Mom, is the brand correct?"

"It's very upright, just like our Pengzi's character. Okay! Let's go eat. I made your favorite sauerkraut and pork pot stickers this morning." Mom answered.

"Okay! I'll go eat, and I must eat more." Wang Peng answered loudly.

But it didn't stop him from sitting at the table and starting to eat. He took out his phone and changed the signature on his letter to:
If there is a war, I will return when called...

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It was still the same time, but the location was changed to the Huadu area of ​​Yangcheng, a very old residential building.

Zhang's mother touched her son's head and said in surprise, "Son, you don't have a fever today. How come it's so strange?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wei was speechless and felt inexplicably ashamed.

What was he ashamed of? Of course, it was because he had been at his most energetic and youthful age, yet he slept until two or three in the afternoon every day.

After eating something casually at home, he went out to hang out with other people from society.

He will definitely not come back before two or three in the middle of the night.

The key is that I haven't made a name for myself yet. I usually just hang out in places like billiard halls and game rooms with little girls with exaggerated hair. Before, I thought I was very powerful and sharp.

Now that I think about it, it’s really stupid.

When breakfast was almost over, Zhang Wei said to his father again: "Dad, didn't you say last time that Third Uncle's second son could follow him to learn to drive an excavator at the construction site?

If you have time, please ask him if he still needs an apprentice. I promise to learn well once I get there."

Even though he didn't know what had stimulated his troubled son to suddenly undergo such a huge change, Zhang's father had already agreed to all the requests:
"Okay, okay, I'll call you later.

And you, poor boy, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Facing his father, who usually looked at him with disgust as if he were dog shit, Zhang Wei was a little overwhelmed by such unprecedented concern and tension...

"Grandpa, please don't be angry, or you'll get sick from anger. I know I was wrong! I'll fly back in a few days to work and build our motherland."

Holding the phone, Zhou Kun solemnly made a promise to his grandfather Zhou Zhiguo who was thousands of miles away.

He didn't know what happened after he died, and who among Hu Biao, Gao Yi and Zhang Wei survived.

Anyway, the thing he was most worried about did not happen after he woke up.

It was because of the 'time paradox' that no one adopted his grandfather, so all the people related to him disappeared.

After calming down, he called his grandfather to apologize.

Not to mention that the old man on the other end of the phone was already crying with joy when he said "OK, OK, OK".

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Kun, who had made the decision to return home, felt indescribably clear-headed. Even after he called some friends to say goodbye and booked a flight back home, an incredibly magical thing happened.

He has been studying a topic with his supervisor, but he has no idea how to proceed.

That is, 'room-temperature superconducting material', and a series of inspirations suddenly popped up in my head.

Zhou Kun knew that inspiration was often fleeting, so he didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately lay down on the table in the apartment and started writing and calculating.

By the time he put down his pen and paper, twelve hours had passed.

But all the efforts were worth it, because he had developed a theory and framework that he believed to be very reliable, that is, a complete research direction.

And Zhou Kun has amazing confidence in the correctness of these directions.

I believe that as long as we follow this research direction and verify it one by one in the laboratory, preliminary results will come out in a short time.

Then the next step is to gradually improve and research on industrial production.

Thinking of this great inspiration that made no sense at the time but was genius, Zhou Kun, combined with his own experience, had already vaguely felt something.

He whispered, "This document will be a gift to our great motherland when I return."

Then, a surge of hunger came over Zhou Kun, making him feel like he could eat a whole cow.

While eating bread and milk, he started to complain: "This shabby place doesn't even have oil-splashed noodles or roujiamo. It's really a place where even dogs won't stay..."

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(End of this chapter)