coobybook Chapter 229 Operation Extreme Cold
Chapter 229 Operation Extreme Cold
wow...
Pan Yinian's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.
The anticipation and excitement for Christmas disappeared in an instant.
even,
Looking at the Christmas trees, Christmas hats and Santa Clauses all over the streets and alleys, I feel an indescribable shame.
On the big screen, Pan Yinian's words continued...
"On Christmas Eve 48 years ago, volunteer soldiers fought a bloody battle with Santa Claus's followers in the ice and snow."
"On Christmas Eve 48 years ago, the U.S. soldiers ate roast turkey, sang Christmas carols, and bombarded our volunteer army."
"On Christmas Eve 48 years ago, the Changjin Reservoir was flooded with blood, and countless martyrs were buried in a foreign land..."
"It was they who guarded the homeland behind them."
“It is they who keep us safe.”
"It was they who sacrificed their lives for everything we have today."
"Do we really have to celebrate Christmas Eve 48 years later?"
“Do we really have to celebrate Christmas 48 years later?”
"I used to look forward to Christmas Eve and Christmas, and even thought that this day was an extremely romantic holiday."
"But when I learned about this history,"
"I finally understood that in our great China, there is no Santa Claus and no Christmas Eve."
"If there really is a Santa Claus, our Santa Claus should be Mei Sheng, Yu Congrong, Lei Suisheng, or Wu Qianli..."
"It should be the martyrs buried in a foreign land."
"Probably all the volunteer soldiers."
"It should be the thousands and thousands of heroes who have sacrificed everything for the prosperity of today."
Snapped!
On the screen, the picture changed again.
As Pan Yinian's voice slowly faded away, a song "Blooming" slowly came into everyone's ears.
On the big screen...
The battlefield was filled with smoke.
Someone, bloody and mangled, lay on the ground, gasping for breath and closing his eyes...
Someone climbed up from beside him, grabbed the gun on the ground, ran out of the trench, and frantically pulled the trigger forward...
Someone, when the tank crossed the trench, grabbed a blasting tube and stabbed it between the tank tracks at close range...
Someone, holding a pack of explosives, crawled under the tank...
Some even shouted out their numbers and names, dying together with the enemy...
No, there was no passionate charge.
No, there is no blood-boiling order to charge.
There are only those who continue to fight regardless of death and pain.
There are only people who died tragically under the guns of the great powers.
Their voices, smiles, and appearances were still fresh in our eyes, but the next second, they turned into cold corpses.
Before they knew it, everyone's throat was blocked.
Before they knew it, everyone clenched their fists.
Before they knew it, everyone was in tears. They kept wiping their eyes, but they couldn't stop the tears from rolling down.
People of this era are pure.
They also have selfish motives and seek personal gain.
But there is still hot blood in their bodies that has not yet cooled down.
They also have memories described by their elders.
Therefore, they are more likely to empathize and be touched than people in later generations.
Pan Yinian, yes.
Su Ying, yes.
Chen Ningning, yes.
Many people are...
Until the last song fell, Pan Yinian's voice once again reached everyone's ears, "Do you... still want to celebrate Christmas?"
"No!"
"No!"
"Do not……"
Someone clenched his fists and roared angrily.
Someone gritted his teeth, his eyes as firm as iron.
Some people even threw away their Christmas cards and Christmas hats...
This is the new online store.
Xinsheng Network has 11 directly-operated chains.
The same is true for Xinsheng Network’s 33 franchise stores in Jinling.
Even in front of franchise stores in other provinces and cities, the same thing happened...
on the big screen,
Pan Yinian suddenly raised his right fist, and everyone stopped shouting almost instinctively.
"December 24th, Christmas Eve, 12pm."
"Xinsheng Network sincerely invites you to join us for an extreme training session, experience the extreme cold, and remember the martyrs."
"Participate in the event and enjoy an 12% discount on top-up. Persist until the end and enjoy an 20% discount on top-up. You will also be awarded the first Xinsheng Network Torch Inheritance Medal, increase your Honor Monument points, and enjoy exclusive Penguin privileges."
“The past generations shall not be forgotten, and they shall serve as a guide for the future.”
"Remember the martyrs and never forget the national grief."
"New Network Extreme Cold Operation, see you there."
wow...
As Pan Yinian finished speaking, the national flag, which was large enough to cover half of the wall, fluttered down.
Once again, it becomes the brightest Chinese red on Fallen Street.
A similar scene,
This happens in all Xinsheng Network’s directly-operated and franchised stores.
Everyone looked at the bright national flag and clenched their fists.
Someone walked into the Internet cafe to inquire about the details.
Someone turned around and left, going back to prepare.
Some people were so frightened that their faces suddenly changed and they became panic-stricken and absent-minded.
Some people also look at the direction of the emerging network and sneer.
Overlord Network Headquarters.
Supreme VIP box.
Liu Yiyi looked at the LED screen on the wall of the Xinsheng Network headquarters and the determined crowd below, and the blood suddenly faded from her pretty face.
Although, she didn't want to believe what she saw.
However, her intuition told her that this time, Overlord Network might be finished.
Baligon, who was standing beside her, swallowed hard, a fear of impending disaster rising in his heart.
Even Balanshan frowned solemnly.
For a time,
In the Supreme VIP box, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was a little scary.
After a long while, Balanshantai took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a long puff of turbid smoke, and said slowly: "It is undeniable that Pan Yinian is very good at playing with people's hearts. However, he also overlooked the most important point, which is that the human heart is unpredictable."
At this point, Balanshan turned to look at Baligang. "Announcement! Overlord's Carnival Feast has been upgraded. In addition to the original event specials, all concert ticket holders will have a chance to draw a limited edition autographed poster, record, and merchandise from the three superstars from the three countries. You'll also have the chance to interact with them live, and redeem a 20-yuan cash top-up card for the Overlord network."
"A Three Kingdoms superstar with countless fans. As long as we grasp the core points, Pan Yinian won't be able to make any waves. Besides..."
"Notify those experts and scholars that they can take action now..."
After saying that, Balanshan waved his hand and asked Baligang to go out and arrange things. At the same time, his eyes swept over Liu Yiyi who was following behind Baligang. His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.
……
at the same time.
Jinling high-rise residential compound.
Liu Qing listened to the other person's description, and his eyes, which were identical to Su Ying's, showed a hint of disdain and coldness. "Young people always like to attribute their success to the right time and place, and then do some foolish things that are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot with an arm."
"Don't worry, after Christmas Eve, there will be no new network in Jinling."
"And this unstoppable new industry of Internet cafes will be controlled by the right people."
"I think the alliance between Hegemony Network and a certain idea will be more beneficial to connecting with the world, broadening the horizons of young people in China, and allowing them to better accept advanced Western ideas..."
"Pan Yinian? He's too naive."
"His background determines his future and vision."
"A peasant?"
"When they are needed to work hard, they are farmers; when they are needed to farm, they are migrant workers; when they are not needed, they are just a group of migrant workers who should have been eliminated..."
……
however,
Both Balanshan and Liu Qing overlooked an extremely important fact.
This is 1998.
This was an era when self-centered thinking and the trend of licking foreigners had not yet become mainstream.
Moreover, the group of people they look down upon are the main customer base of the Internet cafe industry.
This also meant that they were destined to suffer a major setback.
What's more, Pan Yinian has prepared more than just this...
……
the next day.
July 12, 24pm.
The sky was gloomy and there was not a single star in sight.
The wind was bitingly cold and damp.
At the gate of Nanjing University.
Pan Yinian, dressed in the uniform of the Volunteer Army, gently squeezed Su Ying's small hand, raised his head, straightened his chest, tightened his abdomen, took a deep breath, and raised the trumpet in his hand to his lips...
Beep...beep...beep...