Chapter 54: Dead Brother Zhang Dabiao heard the voice sound familiar, walked forward and saw a familiar face, and when he was still a few steps away from Huang Zihao, he shouted excitedly: "Xiao Haozi? Xiao Hao
son!"
"Old monitor!" Huang Zihao cried and threw himself into Zhang Dabiao's arms. An old man in his forties cried like a child. Everyone present looked at this touching scene. No one had the heart to disturb them. They
Only they themselves understand the friendship.
After a while, the two of them finished crying, and Zhang Dabiao said: "That's it! The old man who was half buried in the ground is still crying there! Stop crying quickly!", while wiping his tears with his sleeves.
"Well, don't cry, don't cry, old monitor, are you okay? Why did you come to the harbor? I thought I would never see you again!" Huang Zihao also wiped his tears and looked at Zhang Dabiao and asked.
"I didn't expect to meet you here. Just now, Brother Wang said he wanted to come and see Uncle Huang. I didn't expect that the Uncle Huang he mentioned was you!" Zhang Dabiao explained, then sighed and said, "What do you mean?
Okay, it’s good to be alive, your niece is about to take the college entrance examination, and I’m coming to the harbor to work to earn money for her tuition!”
"Old squad leader, you all blame me! Alas..." Huang Zihao looked at Zhang Dabiao's empty sleeves and blamed himself with regret and shame.
"What are you talking about, little Haozi! How can I blame you! If you want to blame, you have to blame the Vietnamese! How lucky we are to come back alive. Erhuzi, Lao Lin, Shanwa, they all lie there forever, thinking
I don't think we are satisfied with them!" Zhang Dabiao said sadly.
"Yes, yes, living is the greatest luck!" Huang Zihao said in agreement, and then suddenly thought of something and asked: "Old monitor, how old is your niece?"
"I am already 18 this year. I will take the college entrance examination next year. I will go to university after the exam..." When Zhang Dabiao mentioned his daughter, he looked happy and proud. He said that her daughter was his entire hope in this life. He
He couldn't let his daughter live in a ravine like him all his life. He wanted his daughter to get out and see the outside world.
"Brother Zhang, Uncle Huang, do you two know each other?" Brother Gan asked in a low voice when he saw that they were almost done talking.
"Haha, Xiao Qian, we are more than just acquaintances. The old squad leader and I are brothers who died. It was the old squad leader who saved my life..." Huang Zihao said, looking out the window, his thoughts drifting back.
That era of war.
With tears in his eyes, Huang Zihao recounted the tear-jerking stories that happened during those passionate years: I was a soldier the year before our self-defense counterattack against Vietnam. Soldiers at that time were rare. Not everyone wanted to be a soldier.
Anyone can become a soldier. At that time, soldiers were the most glorious. I was fortunate to be the luckiest among the young people in our village. At that time, your brother Zhang was my squad leader. I was a scout at that time. There were no special forces at that time.
According to this statement, the scouts actually play the role of special forces, because they have to go deep into the enemy to fight on the front line and find out the situation. Compared with today, our soldiers at that time were more bloody and accurate.
It is said that they are more bloody and hard-working than today's soldiers! That's right, although we are very poor in material, we are very rich in spirit and can sacrifice our precious lives for the motherland at any time.
It didn’t take long for Vietnam to invade our border, and the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam broke out. At that time, we were all vying to go. I dare say that not a single soldier in the military region cowered and retreated. In the end, our army
I was ordered to go to the border of Yunnan as a front-line army, and the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam was very painful. The Vietnamese seemed to have drunk chicken blood and all the people joined the army. Whether they were children, women or the elderly, they all had submachine guns in the backpacks behind them. As long as they
When we saw Chinese soldiers, we took them out. At that time, we were soft-hearted. When we saw those old ladies, well-behaved children, and older girls, we thought they were civilians and didn't take any precautions. Because of this, we frequently suffered losses. Later, we all went to the front line.
, our reconnaissance company is responsible for firing the first shot. Compared with the Vietnamese, we are at a disadvantage in terms of combat experience in deep mountains and old forests. Therefore, our reconnaissance company was ambushed and the entire company was severely damaged. Can you imagine that, a company
More than 500 people were surrounded inside, and we were beaten in shifts. In the end, we ran out of bullets, grenades, and almost all the people were dead.
In the end, there were a total of seventy-eight people in the company, including the company commander and instructors. Of the seventy-eight people, only me and you, Brother Zhang, were left. Your Brother Zhang had learned martial arts when he was a child, and he was also a famous sharpshooter. You, Brother Zhang, and I
Making the final resistance, when the company commander died, he personally handed over the enemy intelligence we intercepted to the old squad leader. He ordered that the intelligence must be sent back no matter what. This intelligence was needed for the strategic deployment of the front line, otherwise our army would
The losses would be heavy! The hope of the whole company and even the entire army was pinned on the old squad leader and me, but at that time there was almost no possibility of us rushing out. The old squad leader finally took my hand and handed me the information very seriously.
Said: "Huang Zihao! Now the information is handed over to you! You are here, the information is there, you die... you are not allowed to die! The information must be sent back to the frontline headquarters! Otherwise, more of our comrades will bleed! I will cover you! Escape quickly!"
That was the second time the old squad leader called me Huang Zihao. The first time was when I was just a recruit in the army and he called me Xiaohaozi. From then on, he always called me Xiaohaozi. I knew that anyone who stayed at that time would die. I cried and said
: "Squad leader, you go, I'll cover you! I'm going to tuck the information into the arms of the old squad leader."
"Huang Zihao! This is a death order! I order you to execute it quickly!" the old squad leader yelled with bloodshot eyes wide open. I still remember those eyes. It was a look that looked at death as if it were home, and it was a kind of belief.
, a belief in victory, a kind of trust in oneself!
I cried, packed the information with me, and rushed over. The old squad leader was in front to protect me, but somehow our intention was discovered by the enemy. The enemy abandoned the old squad leader, and bullets flew towards me like wasps.
, I couldn't resist it at all. It was a grenade thrown by the enemy, and it landed just behind me. I didn't notice it. I only saw the old squad leader rushing towards me, and then he flew under me. He just picked it up.
After throwing the grenade out, I heard a loud bang, a wailing sound, and a long period of tinnitus. Later, I discovered that the old squad leader's left arm had been blown up to the last small section, and the rest was all bloody and bloody, and even a finger was missing.
Not completely, but the old squad leader still had a heartbeat. I knew he just passed out from the pain. I carried him on my back and walked more than ten miles of mountain roads before I found my field hospital!
In the end, the old squad leader was saved, but one arm was missing. I knew that arm was missing for me, or that arm changed my life! The more Huang Zihao talked, the more excited he became, and he pulled Zhang Dabiao while crying. The remaining hand said: "You know, old squad leader, after we were demobilized, I looked for you many times, but every time I failed, I couldn't get over it. You gave me Huang Zihao's life." , The reason why I can marry and have children is your gift, old monitor!" Huang Zihao said as he suddenly remembered something and wiped his tears, shouting: "Where's Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui, come here! You Uncle Zhang will be your father from now on. When you grow up, you will be more filial to you, Uncle Zhang, than you are to me! Do you hear me, kid?"
"Well, I know dad, I will definitely honor Uncle Zhang!" Xiao Cui said sensibly.
"Good boy, good boy..." Zhang Dabiao and Huang Zihao said happily while stroking Xiaocui's face.
"Brother Zhang, Uncle Huang, it is a happy thing for you brothers to meet each other. Why are you crying? What has happened in the past has passed. Let's live a good life in the future!" Brother Gan comforted.
"Yes, you should be happy. It's all over, it's all over. Let's live a good life..." Huang Zihao wiped his eyes and said with a smile.
"Brother Zhang, Uncle Huang, you are brothers who have died! It's really rare in today's society! To be honest, I'm a little envious of you!" Brother Gan said to adjust the atmosphere.
"Haha, why do you envy us! In the future, your brothers will inevitably die! You are not an ordinary person, Xiao Gan!" Zhang Dabiao also said with a smile.
"Haha, don't, don't, let's just stay safe, don't risk your life!" Seeing that the atmosphere was almost adjusted, Brother Gan waved his hands and said, but his heart fell into endless memories...