The Fourth Outstanding Person of Huangpu Military Academy

The Fourth Outstanding Person of Huangpu Military Academy

Author: John has a long beard

"It is said that Mr. Lu Xun commented on the Four Heroes of Huangpu Military Academy in this way:"

"Jiang Xianyun, a revolutionary delayed by military affairs. He Zhonghan, a literary giant delayed by military affairs. Chen Geng, a social leader delayed by military affairs."

"Chen Tianheng: In summary."

"I'm Lu Xun. I'm in the capital, just got to the guest viewing stand. I said those words. Okay, enough chatting, the military parade is about to begin."

Chapter 1

"The first event of the military's autonomous unmanned underwater vehicle challenge, underwater positioning and obstacle avoidance, begins now!"

2024 years.

Qinghai, Moxian Lake.

A streamlined black object with a duck logo painted on its shell was half submerged and half floating at the starting line by the lake, waiting for orders.

At the referee's command, the submarine started with a "buzz" sound, dived into the water and sped away.

The duck factory's submarine left, and the various people and boats near the starting area resumed their activities, each busy with their own affairs.

Marine Corps Major Chen Tianheng, captain of the base security escort force, rode a motorboat out of the referee area.

Two minutes ago, the guard squad in Area D across the lake reported that they had spotted several intruders. Chen Tianheng was going to check the situation and urge the squad to round up the intruders.

Chen Tianheng: "Fourth Company, Fourth Company, report the latest situation."

"Report to the battalion commander, we've caught them! Three intruders: a fat man, a woman, and a man with long hair and a Beijing accent. He's their leader. He said they're tourists who got lost!"

Chen Tianheng: "What do you mean by 'lost'? You're kidding me. A few days ago, a batch of commercial satellite images were released online, showing suspected underwater ruins of an ancient civilization at the bottom of Moxian Lake. Various tomb raiding and treasure hunting teams are now eager to take action. Bring these three back to the camp and give them a good 'treat'."

"Yes!"

Since all the intruders have been captured, there is no need for Chen Tianheng to be present at the scene. The motorboat turns around and heads back to the referee area.

Driver Lao Liang said, "Over the past year, the battalion commander has provided assistance to impoverished and isolated villagers 20 times, built roads four times, carried out flood control and drainage work 10 times, helped the Environmental Protection Bureau conduct water quality tests 15 times, repaired weather buoys nine times, and fished once. He also apprehended three intruders. After a year, I finally did something worthwhile."

"Get lost! Are all the veterans of the fourth term with 15 years of military service so vicious?"

Chen Tianheng raised his foot as if to kick someone, but Lao Liang held the steering wheel of the speedboat with one hand and stood up to dodge flexibly.

"That's right, I came here to lie down. Touch the Fairy Lake, touch the Fairy Lake. Isn't this a place where I can lie down and fish and live a fairy-like life? ... I plan to lie down here for two years, and then I can retire after enough time."

Lao Liang seemed to be lost in thought. "Well, no wonder you read those books whenever you have free time, Captain. But I heard that the salary for demobilization at the battalion level is quite high, enough to provide financial freedom even in a small place."

Chen Tianheng lowered his head and lit the cigarette in his mouth: "I'm not reading those books because I'm preparing to change my career..."

……

"Pass!" "Another pass!"

"Pass! One hundred percent accurate!"

"One more!"

"Yes!"

The competition area was bustling with activity. Even without looking at the monitors, the excitement of the technicians in their factory vests dancing around told you the submersible was performing well.

The submersible nimbly swerved left and right, avoiding obstacles, checking in at 17 marked areas, and finally sprinting toward the "goal"—the finish line. With a clang, the submersible, at a speed of over 20 knots, slammed into the underwater net at the finish line. The immense inertia even caused the submersible to break free.

The duck factory's vests applauded and cheered. Their own submarine was so powerful that it even penetrated the target.

"There's no submersible in the finish line net, zero points for the duck factory."

Referee Uncle John said coldly. He typed the score into his computer, then picked up his phone and lowered his head to continue typing.

"What?! Didn't we reach the destination exactly?!" "Not only did we reach the destination exactly, but our average speed was a record-breaking 22.5 knots!" "Breaking through the net proves our submersible is incredibly powerful and capable!" "We want to file a complaint!" "Black whistle! We want to file a complaint!"

The workers at the duck factory protested indignantly.

Chen Tianheng stepped in to smooth things over: "Don't argue, don't argue! Uncle John is the author, are you NPCs trying to rebel? But, Uncle John, their submarine did reach the goal."

"The standard maneuver is to slow down and park at the finish line, but they didn't. Furthermore, after the collision, the submersible lost contact. Competition rules require that the positioning and communication modules of the submersible that completes the race must not be damaged. And everyone, if it sinks, don't you have to salvage it? We still have two hours to pass the keyhole, and by the time the US satellite leaves, it will be dark. What will you do if the first round isn't finished by then?"

The referee's words caused an uproar in the entire referee area.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, move! Quickly pick up that piece of junk from the duck factory!"

"Can we continue the game without retrieving it?" "I'm afraid not." "Quick, quick, Mouwu, Mouwu, everyone, get moving!" "If we can't get it out, the game will have to stop while the American satellite passes overhead!"

The motorboats of the salvage, technical support, logistics, and security teams all started moving, and Chen Tianheng also went to the lake to coordinate. He asked Lao Liang to speed up, and the motorboat sped towards the area where the submersible disappeared.

however……

Halfway through the journey, a sudden gust of wind and waves appeared on the surface of Moxian Lake, and the small motorboat capsized.

"How are you driving that boat, Lao Liang? It can even capsize!"

Before falling into the water, Chen Tianheng cursed in the air.

It was a bit embarrassing to capsize in front of all the leaders present, but he and Lao Liang should be fine. They were both veteran Marines, and they were wearing life jackets. ...Wait!

Why do I keep sinking?

Chen Tianheng found that there seemed to be a force sucking him down. No matter what swimming style he used or how he moved his hands and feet, it was useless and his body kept sinking!

My life jacket is useless! I keep sinking!

……Oops.

"This timeline needs to add someone..."

"The original traverser refused to start working..."

"...activate the backup time travel plan..."

These voices in Chen Tianheng's head came from nowhere, and Chen Tianheng had no idea what they meant.

Chen Tianheng felt like he had sunk to the bottom. The surface of the lake darkened, and the bottom of the lake became brighter.

It was a green glow that illuminated the outline of a magnificent ancient building complex. Chen Tianheng could even feel the strange and flamboyant statue of a mythical beast at the entrance of the building and the complex cloud relief on the exterior wall.

The statue of the mythical beast seemed to be alive, looking down at Chen Tianheng with a cold smile.

Before losing consciousness, the last thing on Chen Tianheng's mind was:

"So there really are ruins of the ancient Dian Kingdom at the bottom of Moxian Lake..."

……

The glimmer of light disappeared and the world was dark.

In a moment, Chen Tianheng's world was lit up again.

……

……

"Wake up, wake up! Chen Tianheng is awake!"

"Thank God, he finally woke up!"

"Chen Tianheng, Chen Tianheng! Are you feeling better now?"

……

Chen Tianheng opened his eyes in response to the calls.

In fact, Chen Tianheng woke up half an hour ago, he was just adjusting to the time difference (due to time travel).

It is now the end of October 1921.

According to the body's original memory, his name was Chen Tianheng, and he was a student of the 21st grade of Hunan First Normal University.

A while ago, a typhoid fever epidemic broke out in Changsha, and the First Division was no exception. Chen Tianheng fell ill, suffering from fever, sore throat, diarrhea, and general weakness, requiring him to run to the restroom seven or eight times a day. Finally, yesterday, Chen Tianheng emerged from the toilet, his legs giving way, and he collapsed to the side of the road, fainting. When he awoke, his body had been replaced by that of Major Chen Tianheng, a PLA Marine Corps member who had traveled from 2024.

The first thing Chen Tianheng saw was the beams and tiled roof covered with spiderwebs, then several young faces of about seventeen or eighteen, each with a look of concern. Some of these faces were familiar to him, classmates, while others, less familiar, might be seniors.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. My throat still hurts a little, but I can talk now."

"How about the rest of the body?"

"It seems to be fine," Chen Tianheng stretched his body. He was indeed fine. Aside from being quite weak, he could move his hands and feet, and his stomach didn't hurt. "...What day is it today? How many days have I been in a coma?"

"Today is October 29th, and you've been unconscious for two whole days."

"...Oh." Chen Tianheng stretched his body and raised his hand. He could lift it, but... huh? There was a needle on the back of his hand? Am I receiving an IV?

"This is an IV drip, a machine that injects fluid directly into your blood vessels. It's nothing, it's normal for Western medicine to infuse fluids. I'm giving you saline solution right now."

A student who looked more mature squeezed to the bedside and explained to Chen Tianheng.

Chen Tianheng: "I know this is an IV. I just think... this thing is very rare. I didn't expect the First Division Health Center to have this thing..."

"There wasn't one in the health center. Luckily, I know a doctor who got me an IV and saline solution from the hospital. You probably couldn't drink water due to a sore throat before you fainted, so you became dehydrated and passed out on the side of the road. I gave you three IVs over two days, so you managed to get through it. Oh, by the way, you're a freshman, so you might not know me. I'm from the class of 17, a senior who's about to graduate. My name is Xia Xi."

……

What? Xia Xi?

Chen Tianheng stared at Xia Xi for a long time and said, "Now we know each other."

Xia Xi smiled: "You are a new member of the Horse Research Society. I was one of the first members to join the Horse Research Society of the First Division."

Chen Tianheng nodded to show that he understood.

It's October 29th. Three weeks ago, Xia Xi and Guo Liang should have officially become members of the Communist Party of China. They were among the first group of new members admitted after the Hunan Provincial Party Committee was established.

The Hunan Provincial Branch was the first provincial party branch established by the Communist Party of China.

So the first secretary of the Hunan Provincial Party Committee...is him, as everyone knows.

Then is Secretary Mao Runzhi, no, Committee Member Mao, in the First Division now?

"When I returned to Changsha today, I saw many families in mourning attending funerals on the streets. With the war and the typhoid epidemic, life was tough for everyone. Many teachers and students in the First Division were also sick. Are there any medicines for these patients? Are there any seriously ill ones?"

"Over 70 students and more than 10 school staff members at the First Normal School have fallen ill. We've obtained some medicine and distributed it to the sick teachers and students. Two are seriously ill, but one student has already recovered today."

"Typhoid fever is nothing more than a disease that enters the body through the mouth. Principal Yi, students can no longer drink raw water. If you continue like this, you will easily get typhoid fever or other diseases. Boil it before drinking."

"Runzhi, our First Division's water room hasn't boiled water for six months. We can't afford fuel. Winter is almost here, and not only has the price of coal from Pingxiang increased dramatically, but the firewood farmers selling on their shoulders on the street are also asking higher prices than before..."

The sound came from far away, two voices with strong Hunan accents were talking. Chen Tianheng could understand Hunan dialect.

The key is not whether you can understand it, but the content of the conversation.

Principal Yi? This is... Yi Peiji, the principal of the First Normal School?

Runzhi?!

Before Chen Tianheng saw Mao Runzhi's figure from the gap in the crowd, Xia Xi turned around first: "Mr. Mao...Mr. Mao, you are here!"

Mao Runzhi hummed and said, "I heard that there is also a typhoid epidemic in the First Division. I will come to the school to check it out when I return to Changsha."

Xia Xi: "This typhoid epidemic caused quite a stir, but fortunately, no one in the First Division died."

"Under the current circumstances, students absolutely cannot drink unboiled water. But you've heard what Principal Yi said. The First Division's finances are at rock bottom. We can't afford firewood or coal, but we have to be self-reliant. We need to get some shoulder poles and ropes, organize the students, and leave Changsha to chop firewood in the mountains."

"Okay, I'll organize the students to do it." Xia Xi replied.

Mao Runzhi pushed through the crowd and walked to the bedside. "One of the seriously ill patients who just recovered? I remember your name is Chen Tianheng?"

……

Mao Runzhi knew Chen Tianheng, a freshman at Hunan Normal University, before his soul traveled through time.

Chen Tianheng searched through his previous body's memories and found that this was indeed the case. After reporting as a freshman, he joined the Marxist Research Society, which Xia Xi had just mentioned, and attended a class on Marxism taught by Mao Runzhi.

The predecessor of the Marxist Research Society was the New Citizen Society, which was considered a branch of the New Citizen Society. In 1920, Chen Duxiu separated the New Citizen Society into an independent organization. Some of its members also had predecessors in the Young China Society.

How did the Ma Yan Society develop later? Chen Tianheng knew this.

Next year, in 1922, the Marxist Research Society would be renamed the Socialist Youth League.

The Socialist Youth League is the predecessor of the Communist Youth League.

In fact, the current Marxist Research Association has already assumed the function of organizing the party's youth reserve forces. For example, Xia Xi, the former secretary of the First Division Marxist Research Association, has now joined the party.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mao... I attended your lecture at the beginning of the semester, and after that I applied to join the Marxist Research Association."