Chapter 279 National Northwest Agricultural College National Northwest Medical College
When Huang He was carried back to his room by his guards in a daze, a big change took place in the National Northwest Agricultural College far away in Wugong.
This is a university located on the Loess Plateau, with a magnificent seven-story teaching building.
There is a water tower on the top, which makes it very convenient to get water, and even an advanced heating system is installed in each classroom.
Such luxurious and fully functional facilities are definitely worthy of the title of the first building in the relatively poor Northwest. Even in Chang'an, the capital with a long history, there is no modern building that can compete with it.
This place should have been a sea of knowledge for students, but now it has been invaded by war.
Not only are there bullet holes on the walls of the teaching building, but under the pressure of war, even several large-capacity air-raid shelters have to be built on campus.
Because Northwest Agricultural University is far away from the city and located in the rear, it has relatively good air defense measures.
Because of the above advantages, Guangtou temporarily requisitioned the school three years ago and held a "secret" military meeting in the teaching building.
The scene at that time was not small, and the military and political leaders of the six war zones in the north at the division level and above gathered together.
As we all know, Guosu's intelligence network and confidentiality work are very poor.
The confidentiality level of that meeting seemed very high, but it could not be hidden from the various intelligence personnel of the Japanese devils, resulting in the school being bombed by the North China Army Aviation many times.
Last August was particularly serious, when Shinozuka Yoshio sent 24 Type 97 heavy bombers to drop many bombs and incendiary bombs on the school in two batches.
The northwest corner of the roof of the teaching building was directly blown up, and the auditorium and school buildings also suffered varying degrees of damage.
But even if the conditions were difficult, teachers and students did not give up the pursuit of knowledge, and they still persisted in studying under the flames.
Fortunately, similar things will never happen again, after all, the North China Army Aviation has been defeated by the First Air Division.
The Japanese devils knew that the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army Air Force was in the border area, and the enemy's bombers had long lost the courage to enter Shaanxi.
At two o'clock in the morning on June 2, the library.
As the best of the five national Northwest schools, Northwest Agricultural University has an old diesel generator that can provide electricity for lighting and water pumping throughout the school. It's just that the load of the generator is very large and the voltage is low, which makes the indoor lighting always unstable.
It's late at night now, and it should be a time when everything is quiet and everyone is asleep, but there are still many people coming to the library, racing against time to absorb the knowledge in the books.
After all, there are limited seats in the room, and students can only spontaneously split their self-study time, and each group of people has a fixed reading time.
"Tick-tick-tick!"
Just as dozens of students were reading at night, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.
The sudden noise made everyone frown in dissatisfaction, and the librarian even got up from his seat.
He was going to personally remind the new student to keep quiet and not affect other people's learning environment. But who knew that the other party was very agile, and rushed into the library from his left side with a graceful turn.
"Come and see! Big news! Something big is happening!"
"The Japanese who originally occupied Shanxi were completely wiped out, and even their First Army Commander Iwamatsu Yoshio died in Taiyuan! There is also a general's sword in the picture of the newspaper! It is definitely big news with solid evidence!"
"The Eighth Route Army is really great! Another successful victory!"
The person who broke into the library late at night was a student in his twenties. He stood on the table and waved the newspaper in his hand excitedly. His face was flushed and very excited.
At the same time, cheers could be heard from all directions in the school.
After hearing the shocking battle report, everyone put down their books at the first time and gathered around excitedly.
Everyone was not very particular about their clothes. There were all kinds of people wearing Zhongshan suits, student uniforms, long gowns, and local suits. With the students standing on high places and reading newspapers aloud, everything seemed to have returned to the streets of Beiping in 1935.
"Well done! Recovering lost territory brings glory to the family!"
"I have said long ago that the Eighth Route Army is much stronger than the Guofu Army. A force with ideals and beliefs will surely be invincible!"
"I personally think that we can't just stay in school and wait for victory! We must do what we can! Every Chinese has the responsibility to fight against invaders, and everyone must contribute their own strength!"
The National Northwest Agricultural College, founded in the war years, was not a paradise from the beginning.
The college students who read a lot of books and pay attention to current affairs have a broader vision than ordinary people and are relatively more advanced in thinking. Many of them are very dissatisfied with Guofu's rule, and some older ones have participated in the student movement six years ago.
Everyone has a very high impression of the Eighth Route Army, which is in the limelight. Some young people from North China and Northeast China are eager to find a way to join the army in the border areas and immediately sacrifice their lives for the motherland.
After hearing the proposal of their classmates, several students from Henan immediately stood out from the crowd.
"Yes! I love hearing that!"
"I wanted to join the Eighth Route Army three years ago in the spring! Unfortunately, I had an underage brother to take care of, and that gentleman refused to take me with him!"
"My younger brother is now 18 years old! All the elders in the clan died in the war! Now I can make my own decision!"
"Even if I am not allowed to go to the front line, I will still go to Lanniwan to do construction! Students from the Department of Animal Husbandry will raise livestock and poultry, and no one in their professional counterparts can fault them!"
As early as three years ago, the armaments organizer was invited by Professor Xue Yu to come to Xinong to give a current affairs report.
At that time, the anti-Japanese enthusiasm among teachers and students in the school was very high, and almost half of them wanted to go to the border area to contribute their efforts.
Considering that students are the future pillars of the country, he only took away a few people who were recommended by professors and who passed the examination.
Today's National Northwest Agricultural College is formed by the Animal Husbandry Department of Henan University, Northwest Agricultural College, and Northwest Associated University Agricultural College.
After hearing the news that Shanxi was recaptured by the Eighth Route Army, students in Henan Province and North China couldn't sit still.
As a student of the Agricultural College, the former is naturally well aware of the harm Huayuankou War God has done to his hometown.
In the past two years, they often got together to discuss, and based on the existing information and data, they came up with a terrible scenario.
Drought can strike at any time.
Instead of counting on the preserved fruit that sucks human blood to provide disaster relief, it is better to try to save yourself before the disaster comes.
Applying to join the Eighth Route Army is definitely the best choice at this stage. The opponent's army is known to be people-oriented and cares very much about the life and death of ordinary people.
If you can use your own knowledge to increase the food production in each base area as much as possible, it will be a way to save your hometown.
As long as there is enough food stored in the granary, the villagers have a greater chance of survival.
The latter's idea is simpler. If Jin Province is recovered, will the whole of North China be far behind?
After the war, the Eighth Route Army's top priority was definitely farming, infrastructure and recuperation. Xinong's disciplines included ten departments and one department, ranking first among domestic agricultural colleges with the most complete categories.
As long as students can enter Shanxi, they can definitely show off their talents and achieve great things.
While everyone was discussing, Mr. Zhou Bomin, dean of the National Northwest Agricultural College, walked into the library, and the room suddenly became silent.
"I heard everything you just said. Your enthusiasm for saving the country is too enthusiastic, and you actually think that now is not the time to focus on studying? Wrong! Big mistake!"
"Using artillery and rifles to capture cities and seize territory is what all invaders do. But now the enemy actually uses aircraft bombs to specifically destroy our cultural institutions. The nature of the matter has completely changed."
"The Japanese not only want to subjugate the country, but also want to destroy our race. They want the 40 million compatriots in China to be cut off from culture, and their descendants to become slaves with no way to study! Since the enemy has such a vicious plan, do you still want to Will you drop out of school automatically?”
"To give up studying is to facilitate the Japanese plan. If we don't attack them, we will directly destroy ourselves. How can we talk about saving the country? How about resisting the enemy!"
The middle-aged dean's words were deafening, as if ringing a huge bell in front of the students. They didn't know how to refute for a moment, and there was a long silence in the library.
Looking at the young people starting to think seriously, Mr. Zhou Bomin nodded with satisfaction. He picked up the newspaper and read it again, then showed a mysterious smile.
"Okay, now that we've finished talking about business, it's time to talk about personal matters."
"I don't want to stop all of you from joining the army. After all, no matter whether you are young or old, north or south, everyone has the responsibility to defend the land and fight. I just hope that you can calm down and seriously think about whether you are suitable for military life."
"Today I made a rule that only the top 100 students in the entire college are eligible to participate in the army assessment. I will contact the Central Army, and you can make up your own mind on the Eighth Route Army. Anyway, you can contact Wang Huzi from the 359th Brigade. "
After finishing speaking, the fruity former director of the Provincial Department of Education waved his hand. He left the library before the students could react, leaving only his back in a red coat.
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Hanzhong, National Northwest Medical College.
It is surrounded by Qinling Mountains to the north and Bashan Mountain to the south. It has thousands of peaks and ridges, and traffic is blocked. It has been described as a heavenly prison since ancient times.
However, during the war, the environment of the four fortresses blocked the Japanese invasion. Compared with the bloody Anti-Japanese War front lines in the eastern half of the motherland, the small Hanzhong Basin can indeed be called a "paradise".
Although it is far away from war, life safety is guaranteed to a certain extent. However, the material living conditions are extremely poor, even more difficult than those at Southwest Associated University.
Inside the school building, a childish-looking student blew out the kerosene lamp. He braved the darkness and carefully looked at his surroundings, and then whispered to his roommate:
"I heard that the Eighth Route Army established a medical university in southeastern Shanxi, and also established supporting affiliated hospitals and pharmaceutical factories."
"The teaching staff and scientific research technology there seem to be no weaker than our medical school. It is said that there are several professors at the same level as Dean Xu Zuoxia. I don't know where they found the experts."
"I really want to take a look, even if it's just to fight."
The decision to "build a medical university in the base area" has been unlocked for more than a year, and more and more senior doctors and medical doctors have joined the army.
With the joint efforts of everyone, the Eighth Route Army's medical system gradually improved, and the school's reputation even spread to various war zones.
While the rank-and-file officers were envious of the preserved fruit, they could only curse their own chairman in their hearts.
After all, since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the total number of medical staff in Guosu has been 22,013. Among them, there are 987 doctors, only 620 pharmacists, and the rest are nursing staff.
This means that millions of soldiers actually rely on more than a thousand doctors for medical treatment.
In a sense, their medical security level is even worse than that of the Taiping Army in the late Qing Dynasty. At least they have a 10,000-man army and can be equipped with 43 military doctors.
What's more uncomfortable is that from 1938 to 1941, all public schools in the Republic of China only trained 1,139 graduates in total, and the talent reserve was seriously insufficient.
In addition, various precious Western medicines were hoarded and resold by various gods, and soldiers were basically declared dead if they were injured on the battlefield.
After hearing what his roommate said, a classmate immediately showed a shocked expression. But it was dark at this time, and no one could notice his drastic emotional changes.
The dean of his own house is a ruthless person. He once obtained a doctorate degree in Desan and worked as a researcher at the local pharmacology institute.
Experts of this level are definitely national treasures.
Even though the Eighth Route Army has been developing rapidly in recent times, it is not easy to get top talents. I really don't know where the resources and connections come from.
"Is the source of the news reliable? How is the output of the pharmaceutical factory you just mentioned?"
"Have they published any particularly powerful papers so far? Have they made any technical breakthroughs?"
After two westward migrations, the National Northwest Medical College suffered a lot of losses. Not only did many teachers fall behind and pass away forever, but many teaching materials and various equipment were also left behind.
The current economic situation of preserved fruits is extremely poor, and naturally there is no way to subsidize major colleges and universities.
If the professors had not used their personal connections and found ways to get a lot of precious equipment, the teaching speed of their medical school would have plummeted long ago.
"Reliable! I won't joke with you about this."
"Taiyuan is my hometown, and several of us fellow villagers have been paying attention to the news there. I heard that since the liberation of the provincial capital, the Eighth Route Army has begun to move the school and affiliated hospitals."
"How is it? Do you want to consider going with us to see it?"
"Ah?"
As soon as this was said, the second classmate immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Hanzhong is in the southwest of Shaanxi. To get to Shanxi Province, you have to cross the Qinling Mountains. He still remembers the painful month.
Moreover, if the dean knew about joining the Eighth Route Army, they would definitely be in trouble.
"What? Who do you think the dean is!"
"He is a respected scholar and a Chinese doctor! He was the one who started this. Otherwise, how would I dare to discuss this kind of thing in school?"
Here they come, college students are here too