The City of Flying Eagles Chapter 8 Suspicious Clouds
The noncommissioned officer was stunned for a moment, then made a "pop" sound, saluted a military salute, and said solemnly: "I know where you are from. It is my honor to call you big brother."
Ye Tianming shook his head and said nothing. He had never been to the Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery. It was a beautiful garden-style cemetery. Walk up the road paved with bluestones. When you reach halfway up the mountain, follow a path to the right.
, less than a hundred meters away, is the cemetery of all the 'Blue Sword' members.
Ye Tianming counted carefully, 347, there were actually 347 Blue Sword team members buried here. Ye Tianming slowly looked carefully at the names engraved on the tombstones one by one, and there were smiles on each of them.
, they are so young in the photos wearing military uniforms, some are even younger than Ye Tianming
Suddenly, familiar faces and familiar names in the photos jumped into Ye Tianming's eyes and he slowly walked forward. He suddenly smiled, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Your life is fixed here, your mission ends here, artillery fire is empty here, thoughts are sublimated here, culture is precipitated here, military soul is purified here, but your young life continues here. Brothers, I, Ye Tianming, come to see
You are here"
After saying that, he turned around and ordered the soldiers behind him to put down their things, then opened all the wine, tore open the cigarettes and lit them one by one, and placed them together with the food in front of the tombstones of more than a dozen brothers.
After doing all this, Ye Tianming didn't speak, just stood there quietly. In the blink of an eye, a red cloud appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding its scope, and the entire mausoleum area was leisurely bathed in the soft light of the sunset.
Looking up at the sky at dawn, the afterglow of the sun reflects the clouds red, warms the entire clear sky, and coats everything with a beautiful rose color. It is a golden color, a color that does not belong to the plant itself, but it is so beautiful
Charming, but for Ye Tianming, this kind of beauty is like the good years that can never be returned, the last drama of an era.
Walking on the road at dusk, the setting sun dragged his somewhat bleak figure, and the noncommissioned officer followed him, silently watching this soldier from the heroic army.
Suddenly Ye Tianming saw a figure in front of the cemetery gate. He had been looking inside. When the figure saw Ye Tianming looking at him, he turned around and left in a panic.
The moment he turned around, Ye Tianming saw his face, "How is it possible? How can it be so similar? Didn't he sacrifice? But are there people who look so similar in this world?" Thinking of this, Ye Tianming turned around and looked towards
When we walked back, the sergeant asked, not knowing what had happened, "Brother Ye, what's wrong?"
Ye Tianming waved his hand and said, "Follow me." The sergeant followed closely behind Ye Tianming.
Ye Tianming came to a tombstone, looked at the photo on it carefully and said, "Look at this photo." The noncommissioned officer looked at the photo in confusion, not knowing what Ye Tianming meant.
"Did you see that person at the bottom of the mountain just now?"
"I saw it, and he comes here several times a year. Every time he comes, he asks us to let him in. But it's not like the People's Cemetery here where you can enter at will. You can't do it without a certificate, so he always stands outside when he comes.
All day"
Ye Tianming frowned and said, "Look carefully, does he look similar to the person in this photo?"