The heavens start from Changjin Lake

The roar of the engine was getting closer and closer, and the sound began to expand continuously, as if it was ringing in their ears. The inexperienced comrades in the transport convoy or the North Korean people looked at the sky in panic. Get rid of the buzzing roar, they have been covered and drowned by this huge roar.

A volunteer soldier with a gun rushed into the team quickly, shouting, "Scatter! Spread!"

A 19-year-old female combat comrade from the Quartermaster Department shouted: "Protect the materials, the materials cannot be blown up, protect the materials."

"Comrade, don't worry, we will protect the supplies,"

hum~ hum~ hum~
The roar continued to expand.

Suddenly there was commotion in the line ahead.

"Airplane! Airplane!"

Lin Qingxue raised her head and her snow-white neck, bright flares hung in her pupils, and four US bombers showed hideous figures from above the clouds.

They were spotted by the enemy!

Enemy fighter jets are swooping down.

The entire transportation team immediately became agitated.

"Airplane, we have been spotted by the enemy!"

"Spread out, hide!"

"Protect the materials, these materials cannot be blown up by enemy planes!"

A noisy sound came from her ear, accompanied by the huge roar, which almost drowned Lin Qingxue. This was the first time she encountered a US bomber on the Korean battlefield.

咻~咻~咻!
Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound, and something fell from the sky.

In an instant, the whole world began to tremble continuously, a huge roar filled the fields, even the roar of the enemy bombers was covered, there were screams and cries everywhere, and the sounds of livestock were everywhere. There were chaotic shouts everywhere.

The whole world seems to be at the end of the world.

Lin Qingxue's pupils reflected the rolled up soil several feet high, the broken shrapnel and impact overturned the people and the carriage, and the overturned people fell to the ground motionless.

"Lin Qingxue, Lin Qingxue!"

Lin Qingxue came back to her senses when she heard the shouts from her classmates. She came to her senses and rushed to a volunteer army comrade who was lying on the ground. This was a young soldier covered with black shrapnel on his cheeks, with blood flowing from his mouth. There was blood coming out, and when he saw Lin Qingxue, there was a last glimmer of hope in his eyes, he stretched out his dirty hand tremblingly, and took out a letter from his pocket.

"Here, grunt, here, you. grunt"

"Give it to me, give it to me."

Lin Qingxue grabbed the letter paper in his hand, her voice was a little trembling, but when she saw him touch her epaulettes again, before she could touch it, a lot of black and red blood gushed out of her mouth, and her trembling hands fell on her body.

"Comrade, comrade."

Lin Qingxue shouted, her eyes fell on the epaulettes, she stretched out her hand and tore off a note, on which was written 'Niu Jingchun, born in [-], native of Beihening County'

This volunteer is about the same age as her, even one year younger than her, but she is a student and the other is a soldier. The only thing in common is that they both shoulder the mission of defending the country and revitalizing China.

Lin Qingxue looked at the note in her hand, and she thought of what the old comrades in the team said when she entered the court: "They all have a note on their body, and their name, date of birth and home address are written on the note. Many people don't know each other. This note is their identity. This note is also called the honor note. After a soldier died, this note was torn off, but many soldiers were blown up by the enemy's bombs, leaving only their clothes fragments."

She firmly grasped the honor strip in her hand, put it in her pocket together with the letter paper, and continued to run forward.

The entire transport team was in disarray. U.S. bombers dropped bombs one after another. The sound of continuous explosions drowned out everyone's shouts and the roar of fighter planes. The machine gun sprayed out two long chains of fire, which were thrown down like two long whips.

Livestock were shot by heavy machine guns, and their bodies burst open. Minced meat, bones and internal organs attached to the meat were everywhere. Some soldiers threw themselves on the materials in order to protect the materials. The chain of fire swept past, leaving only a dazzling bloodstain , Shouts everywhere.

She saw a classmate of hers who was rescuing supplies, holding a box of ammunition, and was pierced by a dazzling bullet. In an instant, his body was shattered, leaving only the upper part of his identity. The ammunition box inside also fell to the ground, and he was still half alive. Looking at the dropped harmonica and ammunition box, he stretched out his hand to grab the ammunition box without thinking too much, but found in horror that he was left with nothing but He pulled the lower half of his body a few times, but found that he couldn't use any strength at all, his eyes gradually lost color, and his hand fell to the ground feebly. When he was dying, he grabbed a corner of the ammunition box with one hand. fell beside him.

In the face of the country and the dream, he chose the country.

Lin Qingxue couldn't hold back her tears. She rushed to grab the ammunition box and ran to the side of the road, put the ammunition box in a safe place, and looked back at the transport team. It was chaotic, but many soldiers were carrying ammunition in an orderly manner. , Lin Qingxue dropped the ammunition box and joined the ammunition delivery team.

Volunteer soldiers, comrades from the art team, and the North Korean people who came to help transport supplies were quickly moving the ammunition that the frightened livestock had pulled down on the ground. They fought against the enemy's bombers and desperately rescued them. The deafening roar covered the The entire transport team.

Bombs fell on the ground one after another, and the rolled up soil was blood-colored. Soldiers, comrades in the art team, North Korean people and livestock who were killed and sacrificed by enemy bombs were everywhere, and food was scattered everywhere.

"Quick, the food, the food is all spilled."

"Watch out for planes, watch out for planes!"

"Comrades, speed up and rescue ammunition and food, which are needed on the front line."

There were shouts of encouragement everywhere. The volunteers carrying guns mixed with the North Korean people. One person fell down, and the people behind caught up. They carried down bags of grain and ammunition boxes.

Lin Qingxue was sweating profusely, panting heavily, carrying a bag of food with all her strength, and fell to the ground overwhelmed. The soldiers beside her helped her up, "Comrade Mini is fine."

Before he could finish speaking, a chain of fire-like bullets shot down from the sky, and the body of the soldier beside him exploded instantly when the bullet hit, blood sprayed all over Lin Qingxue. She sat on the ground blankly, looking at the broken body on the ground. She cried and picked up the arm on the ground, looking for his honor bar. She couldn't imagine that the comrade who was helping her one second was pierced by the enemy's bullet the next second.

"Get up!"

A soldier ran over, pulled her up, and shouted, "Comrade, don't stay in one place, take cover."

Lin Qingxue was covered in blood, her face was covered with tears, and she cried out in a crying voice: "Glory, glory."

The soldier glanced at the severed limb in Lin Qingxue's hand, glimpsed the position of the honor bar, and shouted: "Comrade, the honor bar has been shattered, it's gone, you go and take cover, and come out when the enemy's plane is gone."

Lin Qingxue staggered as she walked, memories of the past emerged in her mind. She once visited the wounded soldiers in the field hospital, and felt the cruelty of war from those wounded soldiers. She once avoided enemy bombers in the tunnels and listened to the roar of the bombers , That is the weapon that threatens their logistics transport troops.

As she was thinking, the soldier pulled her to a reverse slope and said, "Comrade, you hide here, and the enemy's planes can't shoot you."

After speaking, he turned around and threw himself into the battle.

Just a few steps away, a bomb landed on his side. The violent explosion rolled up a large amount of soil, and the ground was trembling. Shrapnel splashed everywhere, shot into the soil, sank into the tree trunk, and made a dull impact sound. Lin Qingxue raised her head, shook the dirt off her hat, and shouted, "Comrade, how are you?"

The soldier stood up staggeringly, and said: "Comrade, I'm fine, you stay hidden, don't be blown up by the iron bird of this foreign devil."

He staggered a few steps, plopped, and fell to the ground.

Lin Qingxue was shocked. She looked around, but there was no one to help. She was rushing to transport goods at this time, and there were very few people taking care of the wounded. She gritted her teeth, stood up from the reverse slope, and ran to the soldier. The bomb exploded just seven or eight meters away from her, and the broken shrapnel whizzed past her. She was very scared, but she was even more afraid that those soldiers who helped her would be killed by enemy bombs.

"Comrade, how are you?"

The soldier spat blood from his mouth, "Comrade, hurry up, leave me alone, enemy, enemy's iron bird, iron bird"

He spoke intermittently, Lin Qingxue was startled, looked down, and saw that the soldier's stomach had been pierced by shrapnel, and blood was slowly infecting his padded jacket.Ling Qingxue quickly took out her handkerchief from her arms, pressed the soldier's wound, and shouted: "Come on, hygienist, hygienist! There are wounded here!"

"Comrade, I am a hygienist."

A lesbian ran over, squatted beside the two of them, and unbuttoned the soldier's padded jacket, revealing the hideous wound. His stomach had been pierced by shrapnel back and forth, and the bloody wound was bleeding continuously, which had infected the handkerchief in Lin Qingxue's hand. .

The female hygienist checked and looked at Lin Qingxue helplessly.

Lin Qingxue stared blankly at the female health worker, realizing that the soldier might not be saved.

"Okay, it's cold, I, I'm afraid I'm going to sacrifice, comrade, please, please do me a favor."

The soldier looked at the sky illuminated by the flares, his voice trembled, and when he spoke, blood and foam kept gushing from his mouth.

The female hygienist hurriedly said, "Comrade, tell me."

"Suicide note, help, help me, take, take home."

The soldier's eyes widened, looking at the sky, feeling a little dazed, as if he knew that there was no possibility of rescue, he tore off his honor bar again, stuffed it indiscriminately, and kept making gurgling sounds, as if he wanted to Looking at the world in front of him, at the last moment of his life, he was still looking at the sky illuminated by flares.

"woooooo"

Lin Qingxue cried helplessly, watching the young soldiers around her die under the enemy's artillery fire like this. She was caught off guard, and she didn't even have time to react, but she had nothing to do. She only had the violin, and besides the violin, what else? nothing.

"Comrade, cheer up!" The female health worker squatted beside Lin Qingxue, firmly encouraging: "We still have tasks, we must not let those comrades who died! We must not let our country and people down!"

Lin Qingxue wiped away her tears and got up from the ground. She put the soldier's letter into her pocket and put it away carefully. She turned her head and looked at the transportation troops. The figure of supplies.

"Comrade, I'm going to rescue supplies!"

Lin Qingxue put the violin behind her into the arms of the sacrificed little soldier, turned around and joined the ranks of rescue supplies.

One bomb after another fell on the transport team, rolling up the dirt ten feet high, and the huge shock wave lifted people, animals, and carriages away, and more and more supplies fell to the ground. She ran to a carriage that was overturned on the ground, Holding the white flour spilled on the ground, many people beside them are rescuing food. These food are extremely precious, and they all come from their country. When the country was just established, everything was in a state of waste, and the food was Incomparably precious.

She dragged and dragged the loaded food to the side of the road. A soldier helped her, put the food away and then turned around to continue to rescue supplies. Lin Qingxue looked up at the transport team, and the enemy bombers roared overhead, dropping bombs one after another. Come on, when the artillery shell roared, it made a huge and sharp whistling sound, accompanied by a violent explosion, sweeping across the ground, and mud and sand were thrown up more than ten meters high everywhere.

Holding the flour in her hand, Lin Qingxue was stunned for a few moments. She saw the North Korean people being blown to death by enemy bombs in order to drive away their livestock. The rampant livestock were shot by heavy machine guns. She saw bags of grain and ammunition blown up by enemy bombs, and carriages turned into debris and scattered all over the ground. Flares flashed across the sky.

Suddenly, the sound of a bomb tearing through the air came from her ear. Lin Qingxue was shocked. She realized that a bomb was falling beside her. She glanced at the comrades who were rescuing food. These were art team soldiers with little battlefield experience. , They are still rescuing the food spilled on the ground without knowing why.

Lin Qingxue, who had reacted, sprinkled the flour in her hand on the ground and shouted: "Get up, hide!"

Her voice was too small, and the sharp and continuous roar of the bomb covered and drowned her voice, as if a small stone had been dropped on a rough ocean.

She rushed over desperately and pulled away a soldier who was still saving food. When the soldiers were stunned, shells exploded around them. Everyone reacted and quickly dodged around. Lin Qingxue pulled A lesbian, stay away from that area, but the shells fell one by one.

A shell exploded right beside them, and the shattered shrapnel threw them to the ground with a huge impact.

Lin Qingxue only felt the buzzing in her head, and wanted to stretch out her hands to get up from the ground, but found that she could no longer feel the existence of her arms. She looked down at her body, her two arms had been blown off, and the pieces of her clothes were stained with blood. .

hum! !

In an instant, Lin Qingxue's brain seemed to explode, her eyes went dark, and she passed out completely.

When she passed out, all she could think about was that she would never be able to play the violin again.