"Our Chinese children are proud. As long as our beliefs are still there and as long as we do not fall, our beliefs will condense into a sharp knife and finally slash at our enemies."

"I, Zhang Jianguo, the commander of the 13th Regiment of the 9th Division of the China Kingdom, I swear here that I will not be afraid of difficulties and hardships, and fight to the last moment for the victory of the country and the people, and for peace. Because I love my motherland, I will swear to defend the motherland and the people to the death."

In the last sentence, he almost used all his strength.

The sound echoed for a long time at this moment.

At this moment, all the soldiers seemed to be inspired by him.

Their originally confused eyes gradually became brighter.

The blood flowing in the body boiled again at this moment.

"Defend the motherland and the people to the death!"

I don’t know who it was, so I shouted loudly, and then kept shouting.

"Defend the motherland and the people to the death!"

"Defend the motherland and the people to the death!!"

“…”

"We will definitely win!"

Yin Yin quietly looked at the lovely children of Huaguo who were crying, but with hope, courage and infinite will in front of him, and his eyes were slightly sour.

She whispered in her heart: Don't be afraid, your motherland has always kept you in her heart, never forgetting...

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The temperature at night is even lower than during the day.

Even if the firewood is constantly burning, it still cannot bring much warmth.

Here, they can only set up simple tents without a village or land.

Perhaps in order to dispel the sluggish emotions of his comrades, Zhang Jianjun, the leader of the Thirteenth Regiment, decided that everyone would get together tonight and tell their own stories.

The comrades in the Thirteenth Regiment all came from all directions of the motherland.

"Who will talk first?" Zhang Jianguo asked, looking at everyone.

Seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Jianguodao said: "Or let me talk first."

"I am from the capital..."

Zhang Jianguo is from the capital. He is a third generation of red generations. His family has three generations of single generations. His grandfather and grandmother gave birth to his father alone, and his father and mother gave birth to only one of him.

Speaking of family, Zhang Jianguo showed nostalgia in his eyes: "...My parents died when I was ten years old. They all died in order to arrest criminals and rescue hostages. At that time, many people said that my parents were heroes because of their sacrifices. But only I knew that I had no parents. At that time, I stubbornly thought, I didn't want my parents to be heroes, and I just wanted my parents to accompany me. At that time, I even blamed my parents, and I didn't understand their behavior.

Later, when I was fifteen, I joined the army. It was not because I wanted to be a hero, nor because I wanted to be a soldier. I just wanted to know why my parents were willing to be a soldier, and I was willing to go home to see my son in order to perform tasks, and I was willing to sacrifice my life to save the hostages.
Chapter completed!