After Dan Feng left, Yuesong still couldn't sleep. Since he became the special operations captain, Biaozi mostly worked as a political worker and rarely led troops to fight. This time he was injured, and Biaozi took the initiative to volunteer. Can't say Yuesong
He didn't trust Biaozi's ability, but how could Yuesong not be worried when he went out for such a long time without any news.
Unable to sleep, Yuesong simply dressed up, took a gun, and wanted to walk around the camp and check the guard posts.
When Yuesong walked to the northwest corner of the camp, he suddenly thought of Murong. After Murong's death, Yuesong went to pay homage to Murong's tomb, but at this moment, his feet walked in the direction of Murong's tomb involuntarily.
Standing in front of Murong's grave, Yuesong had infinite emotions. Since the establishment of the special force, how many comrades had been sacrificed. He knew clearly in his heart, and the names of those sacrificed people were recorded in the small book. At this moment, those who sacrificed
The voices and smiles of the brothers appeared in front of his eyes one by one.
Yuesong simply sat in front of Murong's tomb, looking up at the stars in the sky. The stars were like bright lights, reflecting the bright sky. The few clouds could not block the wandering moon, which sometimes hid in the clouds.
, sometimes comes out of the clouds and sheds clear and cool moonlight, illuminating the earth and calming people's hearts.
"People can't choose how to live, but they can choose how to die." Yuesong read this sentence. He couldn't remember where he saw this sentence, but it fit his mood at the moment very well.
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The Tubaozi died, and the huge explosion burned the Tubaozi's body. However, this way of death can be regarded as the Tubaozi's own choice. The country is unrest and the people are bullied. The Tubaozi cannot choose the era in which he speaks out, but he can choose to speak out for himself.
The country died for its people.
Mr. Dai died, a machine gun bullet penetrated Mr. Dai's chest. He read poetry and books, had a filial son and a virtuous wife. Mr. Dai could have lived a happy life of the upper class, but Mr. Dai resolutely shouldered the responsibility of the national elite.
The bloody battle in Kunlun and the fierce battle in ancient times showed the bloody spirit and resilience of the Chinese army. The Japanese army had to look at the Chinese soldiers with admiration, and the Japanese army had to reconsider whether launching a war of aggression against China was a huge mistake. Commander Dai chose to fight for the nation.
Death is admirable and respectable, and will be remembered forever.
Murong is also dead. With Murong's skills, it is not difficult to snipe a few Japs and get away from the Japs quickly. Murong does not have to die in this forest, but for the safety of the camp and for the lover of the injured brother captain in the camp
, Murong chose to use his own death to lure away the Japanese. Is it worth it? Of course it was worth it. It was countless soldiers who dedicated their young lives in exchange for the initiative in the entire battle and the victory of the final battle. Murong is such a warrior.
He is our dead brother. Whether future generations will remember him or not, we dare not say, but the brothers who fought with him will never be forgotten.
Yuesong took out a cigarette, not bothering to worry about whether it would bring danger to him, and lit it up and smoked it slowly.
Yuesong doesn’t know when he will die or how he will die, but Yuesong knows that the greatest chivalrous person is the world. Yuesong calls himself the great chivalrous man Luo, and of course he will act chivalrously and righteously for China.
The strong should not bully the weak, the prosperous should not bully the weak. Wherever there is no fairness and justice, there will be knights. There was Jing Ke in ancient times, and I am Luo Yuesong today. When will you die? How will you die? What does it matter? As long as you fight for justice.
To die, to die for the millions of people, to die for the country and the nation, is my choice.
"Captain, you are sitting here." Geng Douzi, who was on guard, saw the fireworks and came over to take a look.
"Yes." Yuesong agreed, "You can continue to watch, I will go back after a while."
"Oh." Douzi responded, and then said, "Captain, I miss Brother Murong so much. Why can't they kill all the Japanese devils?"
"Silly boy, haven't you seen that the Japanese are at the end of their tether? In two years at most, the Japanese will be defeated. At that time, they will either be destroyed by us Chinese, or they will be driven into the sea to feed the fishes. Those who have twisted thoughts will die badly.
The little country wants to swallow up the whole of Asia, but sooner or later it will suffer a bitter pill." Yuesong said, stroking Douzi's head.
"Yes, I believe what the captain said, we will definitely defeat the Japanese." Douzi said happily.
"Okay, you go and stand guard quickly, don't be careless, I will sit with Murong for a while," Yuesong said.
"Yes, Captain." Douzi held the rifle and returned to his post.