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The sun sets.
The setting sun.
The last ray of sunshine shone on the doubtful and surprised faces of the people.
They lined up and walked quickly towards the position where the Chinese troops were stationed.
Rubbing shoulders with Chiba Kazuo and others.
Their bright black eyes were filled with tears instantly, Oh my God!
Finally saved.
Whether old, children or young, they looked at the soldiers standing on both sides of the tank, looking like towering pines.
The grievances they had suppressed deep in their hearts were all released at this moment.
The leader, an old man, ran in front of everyone.
When he arrived in front of Ye Anran, he knelt down without hesitation.
Ye Anran panicked, and he and the old man knelt down almost at the same time.
"Old man."
"Please get up quickly."
Ye Anran held the old man's arm and tried to lift him up when Jin Qianerlang knelt down with a bang.
Ye Anran was stunned.
This scene.
He was born late and felt very ashamed.
The old man's eyes filled with tears, "Master Jun, thank you! Thank you for still thinking of us..."
Ye Anran swallowed.
He lifted the old man up, leaned over and patted the dust on the old man's knees.
The old man looked stunned.
The soldiers he had seen before were not like this...
They are ordinary people, and those who serve as soldiers are all men.
When they see someone, they have to take a detour, bend down, and salute.
For the first time, he saw a soldier who knelt down for him when he knelt down.
The man who bent down to dust his trouser legs while lifting him up.
"Master Jun, you can't do it."
After he finished speaking, he was about to help Ye Anran brush off the dust from his trouser legs.
Ye An then took a half step back.
"Old man."
"Don't call me Junye, just call me Little Leaf."
"Sorry, we're late."
He looked at the young people kneeling on the ground and said in a loud voice: "Brothers, I'm sorry, we are late!"
"Brothers who are willing to join the army to fight the Japanese can choose to stay."
"If you don't want to, I'll give you travel expenses and send you home!"
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Everyone looked up.
They straightened their backs and all looked at Ye Anran.
When Ma Jinhai saw this, he stood up and said: "Those who are willing to serve as soldiers and fight the Japanese will stand on the right side, and those who want to go home stand on the left side. Let's get started."
soon.
They all stood to the right.
A killing.
The Japanese brutally killed their relatives.
Instead of going home and swallowing your anger, it's better to grab a knife, shoulder a gun, and fight the Japanese to the death!
Die and spend time with your family.
Revenge for your family without dying! !
The old man looked at the ambitious young man with tears streaming down his face, "Master..."
Ask him to call him Xiao Zizi, but he really can't say it out loud.
He looked at Ye Anran's kind face and held his arm tightly, "My name is Ge Duotian."
"I used to be a cook in the prince's mansion."
"Can you please arrange a living for me in the army? I know how to cook and do all the work on the stove."
Ge Duotian's pleading eyes kept looking at Ye Anran.
Ye Anran thought for a few seconds and said, "Uncle, you are too old. The troops have to march at every turn. I am afraid that you will suffer hardships on the road with us."
Judging from Ge Duotian's appearance, he should be in his sixties or seventies.
In these war-torn times, sixty or seventy is considered a long life.
After all, the war is in chaos, there is no work, and it is difficult to run a household.
It’s even harder to live.
Ge Duotian smiled bitterly.
"Master Jun."
"It's true."
"My son is on duty in the Northeast Army."
"At that time, the soldiers were wilted and bad, and they specialized in bullying the common people."
"I'll let him learn how to do it with me."
"As a result, he ran away in the dark, and more than ten years have passed."
"I have no one to rely on at home. The child was beaten to death by the Japanese."
"If I follow you."
"Maybe I can still find my son."
"Seeing that you are really doing things for the people as soldiers and really fighting the Japanese, I think, if you have the chance, you should apologize to me."
"I misunderstood him back then."
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Ge Duotian burst into tears.
Ma Jinhai walked up to him and interceded, "Brother, our divisional agency really lacks a cook."
"How about letting Uncle Ge try it?"
Ye Anran nodded slightly, "Okay."
"Uncle Ge."
"I'm familiar with the Northeast Army."
"What is your son's name? I'll keep an eye on it for you."
He supported Ge Duotian and prepared to let him drive forward in his car.
At the door of the car, Ge Duotian lowered his head in shame and said:
"My son's name is Changsheng."
Boom~
The old man's voice was low, but it was like a bomb exploding in Ye Anran's ears.
He held the old man's hand and trembled involuntarily.
Ma Jinhai, who was standing next to him, had his mouth open and looked at the old man solemnly...
Him~
Is he Ge Changsheng's father?
In an instant, the shadow quick reaction guard standing there looked sideways at Ge Duotian.
Ye Anran's eyes instantly became bloodshot.
He held the old man's hand and said, "Uncle."
"Is your son Ge Changsheng?"
Ge Duotian looked at Ye Anran.
He looked around again at the shocked expressions of the soldiers around him.
He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
He used to work in the Prince's Mansion.
He was more attentive than ordinary people. He looked at Ye Anran and asked in a low voice: "Master Jun, do you know him?"
Ye Anran shook his head quickly.
"I'll go back and check for you."
He winked at Ma Jinhai.
Then open the car door and ask the old man to get in the car.
He looked at the old man's features.
Thinking of the immortal brothers.
They do look very similar.
He couldn't admit that he knew Chang Sheng here. He was worried that the old man couldn't stand the excitement.
It’s been two years since I was reborn.
He felt sorry for Brother Bai Yang's mother.
We must not let any accident happen to Ge Changsheng's brother's father.
On the way back.
Ye Anran rides a military horse.
Ma Jinhai followed him, "Brother, what are you going to do?"
"When I look at Uncle Ge, he looks exactly like the elder."
The sound of the tank engine is very loud.
Ye Anran reined in the horse and stopped on the roadside.
It's almost dusk.
He looked at the remaining white light after the sun set in the distance, "He works in the division's agency."
"Sooner or later, we will all know about the immortal brothers who sacrificed their lives for the country."
"While the old man is strong and strong, go back and find a suitable opportunity and tell him."
Except this method.
Ye Anran had no other choice.
Ma Jinhai nodded slightly.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the troops arrived at the front point of the military port.
Ye Anran arranged a separate house for Ge Duotian.
In the name of trying the old man's craftsmanship, he asked him to cook two dishes.
I had some drinks with Mr. Ma Jinhai.
Ge Duotian looked at Ye Anran, who was not at all like an official, and said, "Master..."
"Uncle, my name is Xiao Zizi!"
"Okay, okay, little, little leaves."
"If you don't tell me, I really can't see that you are the most powerful person here."
"It's nothing like the soldiers I saw before!"
Ye Anran smiled bitterly, "What's the difference?"
Ge Duotian thought about it for a moment, "They were riding on horses, high above the ground, holding guns at every turn, pointing at the people and shouting curses."
"If it weren't for seeing too many situations like this."
"I won't stop Changsheng from becoming a soldier at all."
"I'm just scared!"
"I'm afraid that one day I will die and go to hell to see my ancestors. I won't be able to give an explanation to my elders."
"People say that raising children will provide for old age."
"I don't need him to support me in old age. I just hope that he can write well and be a good person throughout his life."
The old man brought a glass of wine.
With tears in his eyes, he said: "In troubled times, heroes emerge, and in troubled times, traitors also emerge."
Then, the old man drank it all in one gulp.
Ye Anran sat quietly opposite the old man.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Some people, after kneeling for a long time, can no longer stand up.
No matter which dynasty or generation there is, there is no shortage of traitors! !
A bright moon hangs in the sky.
It illuminated Master San’s face.
Ye Anran felt guilty.
The old man was speechless after drinking.
He entrusted Ye Anran to help.
I must look for Ge Changsheng.
Tell me when he ran away from home.
Later, I wrote a letter to the Prince's Mansion, saying that he was on duty in the Northeast Army.
This is all Ge Duotian knows.
There was a hint of guilt in his charitable look, the guilt of a father towards his son.
He told Ye Anran.
This apology.
He has been hiding it in his heart for more than ten years.
I just want to say sorry to my son in person when I see Ge Changsheng again.
Ye Anran felt very heavy.
The communication between father and son is often silent.
Behind this silence is great fatherly love.
The next day.
The sea breeze is gentle.
The sun is just right.
Ge Duotian took over the task of chef of the cooking team.
He wanted to show Ye Anran and many soldiers his skills as an errand in the prince's mansion.
The waves crashed against the shore.
It seemed like there was a voice coming from an invisible plane, wanting to tell something to my loved ones.
The gate of the military port slowly opened.
Standing in front of the military port refers to the guard in front of the door, standing at attention and saluting.
What caught their sight was a military flag.
The military flag fluttered in the wind.
There are a few words written on the bright red military flag: Ge Changsheng Regiment!
Xiang Qingshan held the military flag in his hand. He walked at the front of the team, leading the entire regiment's square formation, marching forward in unison, heading straight for the front!
this moment.
Ye Anran, Ma Zhanhai, and He Weiguo stood in front of the front door.
Their backs were straight, solemn, and they looked solemnly in the direction of the military camp gate.
Accompanied by the waves, the sound of footsteps became the main theme.
Forward finger.
Troops in training encounter the flag.
Then the order sounded:
"Stand still! Turn right and salute!"
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The sound resounded.
Getting closer.
All soldiers who saw Ge Changsheng's regiment stopped all movements, stood at attention, and saluted.
They are the soul of the Northeast Field Army.
It is the inheritance of the heroic army.
Xiang Qingshan carries the banner.
He knows the importance of this flag better than anyone else! !
Hold it in your hand, it's heavy!
Bang bang bang~
The footsteps are getting closer.
It was the first time Ge Duotian heard such a neat noise. He rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in hand, "Is there going to be a war?!"
Before he could finish his words, a "stand still" sound resounded.
Ge Duotian was stunned.
In front of him, many, many people suddenly stood.
They were like pillars standing under the beams, standing in a row and forming a square formation.
A square formation of soldiers!
Ge Duotian's expression froze.
He didn't know what it meant.
Looking for help, he looked at Ye Anran aside.
Ye Anran, Ma Jinhai, and He Weiguo walked up to Ge Duotian.
The three stood at attention and saluted.
The moment they saluted, Xiang Qingshan suddenly ordered: "Salute!!"
Wow~
In an instant.
All the soldiers of Ge Changsheng's regiment saluted Ge Duotian.
Ge Duotian looked at these outstanding children in front of him in astonishment.
He suddenly realized something.
He raised his head and looked at the flag fluttering in the wind: Ge Changsheng Tuan...
The kitchen knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
He looked at the military flag that seemed to be stained red with blood, burst into tears, and choked out: "Is it Changsheng? Is it my son?"
"God!!"
"My son..."
Ge Duotian knelt down with a bang. He rushed up and hugged the military flag, "Son! Dad wrongly blamed you."
"Dad, I'm sorry for you!"
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Ye Anran squatted beside the old man and said, "Old man."
"Changsheng is a hero."
"He lived up to your expectations."
"He and his regiment are heroes. They all died fighting the Japanese."
"sorry."
Ye Anran took off his military hat and said, "It's me who didn't take good care of the Changsheng brothers."
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The sun shines on the front of the military port.
A steel army lined up in front of the old man.
The sacrifice of all the soldiers of Ge Changsheng's regiment alerts every soldier on the front line all the time.
They and the Japanese have a sworn hatred! !
anyone.
No one should forget history.
We should not whitewash the devils! !
