The main body of the small peak less than 300 meters is composed of rock walls, so it should probably be called a stone mountain. Major Qing used his knife to cut through the mountain. The blade was not close but the wind and rain made it sharp. The knife fell and the mountain was broken. A crack penetrated the mountain and reached almost to the bottom of the mountain.
Immediately, the mountain split into two parts and tilted slightly amidst a "rolling" sound.
A cut valley appears between the two halves of the mountain.
As a large amount of rocks and soil rolled down, a lot of it was filled up in an instant.
"Boom!"
A huge cloud of dust just exploded, rising like a mushroom cloud.
But listening to the sound of "Ode", the majestic source energy seemed to be vibrating in a confined box, with a strong sense of restraint.
Suddenly, it was as if a giant fan from a high place swooped down, and the mushroom cloud seemed to be slapped by a giant palm. With the sound of an urn, all the mushroom clouds swooped back to the ground.
The picture in my sight became clear again,
Peace has returned to the mountains and fields.
Dust returns to dust,
Earth returns to earth.
As for the person...Major Qing took action, all two weapons were returned to their positions, and all the iconic equipment was neatly arranged. The person stood in front of the mountain...slowly turned around.
"What have I done?!" Han Qingyu was a little sluggish as his mind was filled with the mountain that split into two parts, and he was thinking numbly in his heart.
He knew before that he was not actually useless and could still fight. But he didn't expect that he would be so terrifying and capable of fighting. "Does this count as a fight?"
"Why don't you go back to Tangtang and give him a good beating?"
"Could he accidentally get fucked by him?!"
At this time, Han Qingyu felt such a huge power for the first time. He was shocked by himself. He was almost completely in a state of thinking for himself, and he had no time to think about anything extra.
But from far and near the scene, others saw that his eyes and expression at this moment were numb and calm, but also covered with a touch of sadness that was not easy to detect.
After a strong attack, the whole person revealed a familiar atmosphere from the past: strangers should not enter.
Everything was just right.
So, this is...
"Major Qing!"
It's clearly him.
"He's back, no, he's still here. He's always been there."
"Thinking about it this way, all the talk about being dead and useless, as well as those doubts and discouragements, are really very offensive to Major Qing."
From taking action to open the mountain, to turning around in silence, two consecutive scenes fell into the eyes of the nearby blue soldiers. Although they were relieved and joyful, they looked at it and felt excited and relieved for a while, and then it passed.
After all, they are all well-trained soldiers.
As for the crowd watching in the distance, they roared several times one after another. However, he was quickly stopped by others. This was not a place for cheering.
In the crowd that had calmed down again, a thin figure suddenly jumped out... and was pulled by a hand by the collar.
"Wei Yu, what are you doing again?"
The brat had already caused trouble before. My sister, Zhang Youqing, knew what the occasion was and was afraid that he would cause trouble again. While questioning him, she kept her hands tight.
Zhang Weiyu looked into the distance and struggled a few times...without success.
His body has always been on the thin side, and he has never been able to beat his sister. He has been controlled and beaten since he was a child. Although he has tried to resist, he has never won.
"I have to go find those reporters, sister, look they are over there." Zhang Weiyu leaned forward like an ox pulling a plow and said, "I have to go and make them swallow all those words they said before. I'll do it." Their uncle’s…”
"Shut up. Just do it..." It was difficult for a girl to repeat these words. Zhang Youqing frowned, depressed for a moment, and pulled him back, "Just stay here. Don't forget, we are here. It's for Commander Zhang. If you want to see Major Qing, watch it carefully, otherwise I won't chase you all the way. It's a rare opportunity."
She raised her eyebrows.
In the distance, Han Qingyu looked up. The pouring rain was still falling, and the rain slid across his cheeks...
"Song, sing, sing, sing..." Opposite him, a piece of muddy water splashed.
22 people in Fuling's team burst out with energy and quickly passed by both sides of Han Qingyu.
People don't stop when they reach the bottom of the mountain. They climb up the stone in one step and rush up.
These 22 people are all the elite combat forces of the Fourth Army.
Mountain, Major Qing has already opened. There are large areas of flat and solid stone walls high up in the incision. The Fourth Army's combat force group set out to climb mountains and cut stones to carve out eleven tombs on the stone wall...
Bury your comrades and heroes on high mountains and cliffs.
Then seal the door with a tombstone.
During this process, there were no more words or instructions in the entire military funeral ceremony. There was only an old voice, humming lowly amidst the sound of wind and rain:
"I have a sharp edge. I can take off my old robe and join the army. I can strike at the stream and hold back the Great Harmony..."
The sound of humming penetrated the wind and rain.
Then, the voices of the blue soldiers all over the place rose.
"There are many men in ancient and modern times, and how many husbands are among them? The yellow dust on their heads is broken into pieces, and they perform meritorious deeds in the sky. Since their death, their blood is still red."
"I have a red tassel, which can bind the blue dragon..."
The sound of swords chiseling into rocks from high places sounded like a special rhythm, echoing the singing. At this point, some people probably finally cried, but their sobs were covered up by the singing, and their tears flowed directly into the rain.
Han Qingyu found that he seemed to be able to sing this song. He didn't remember the lyrics, but he was familiar with its rhythm.
Afraid of being too moved, he hummed a few words and closed his mouth, silently starting to walk back, preparing to return to the queue.
There was a simple newly built house on the side of the cemetery. Four veterans, all over forty-five years old, walked past the house.
The leading veteran limped one leg, dragging traces on the muddy ground. He approached with red eyes and held a black umbrella over Han Qingyu's head.
"Thank you, Major Qing, for coming to see our Commander Zhang off." The lame veteran looked at the heights of the mountain as he spoke. After speaking, he looked away and looked at Han Qingyu, "By the way, I said I didn't believe those rumors at all."
Han Qingyu: "..." remained silent.
"Major Qing probably doesn't remember me, right?" The veteran fumbled and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took off the plastic bag on his hood, threw one out to Han Qingyu, and said, "That time you met our commander, I was there too, always with him...I used to be his correspondent."
"Oh, I remember." Han Qingyu reached for the cigarette. Of course he didn't remember meeting this veteran, but he heard the past story from Wen Jifei and the others and instantly understood the situation.
"Yes, because I saw him then, I thought, how could you die so easily for a person like that?" The veteran muttered, lowering his head and starting to light a cigarette. He lit the lighter several times, but was blown out by the wind.
He tried to block the wind with his back, but the wind blew in from several sides, and the rain also fell on him...
The wind all around suddenly stopped.
The veteran was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, lit the cigarette, handed it over to Douhuo, looked at Han Qingyu and said with a smile: "A master is good, he can light a cigarette anywhere."
Han Qingyu smiled and lit the cigarette. To be honest, he didn't know exactly how he blocked the wind. He just thought and the source of energy surged, and the wind stopped.
"you……"
"Retired." The veteran spoke and turned to signal the other three.
Only then did Han Qingyu discover that the other three veterans had disabilities just like him. And one of them is blind.
The veteran noticed his gaze, smiled miserably, and said without regret:
"It's not like guarding Shenghai. A few of us were useless and were injured early in the morning and were sent down... In the end, we couldn't go up to the Dajian mothership with the commander and the others, but we survived."
He said he was not lucky to have survived, but there was regret in his eyes.
"He's disabled. The army asked my brothers whether they were going to a place or a logistics base. We discussed it and decided that wouldn't be a good idea. The army commander and brothers still lack a few gravekeepers."
Han Qingyu understood.
He had heard about Weilan's relevant policies intentionally or unintentionally during this period. Disabled veterans like this, whether they choose to go back to their places or stay in the Weilan logistics base, will definitely enjoy high treatment, but they made their own choice and chose to come here to serve The military commander and brothers guarded the tomb.
Han Qingyu tried to understand this feeling, wanted to grasp it, and said: "Then you..."
Actually, what Han Qingyu wanted to ask was, about your family... But he didn't finish the question.
"We still trained, had a few fights with the boss, and asked for devices and knives, as well as a few yuan of source energy supply every month. We thought that we should continue to practice. Regardless of whether we are disabled or not, we don't recognize it ourselves, but we all thought that maybe there was something One day, I can use the sword again." The veteran misunderstood and said, when he said this, his whole body straightened up again.
Han Qingyu nodded slowly.
How much he wanted to take out a few source energy blocks and give them to them.
But no.
Wen Jifei and the young prince have repeatedly warned you over the past two days, saying that whatever you do is fine, but you cannot give away anything, especially energy blocks, metal blocks, etc.
Once you are willing to give away source energy blocks... the whole world will know that you are a fake.
