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Chapter 161 [War Meridian] (Please subscribe)

"Teams of Japs are coming!

Everyone wanted to hide, but the veteran quietly pulled the bolt and fixed his bayonet: "No need, it's too late."

Bell went out to pick flowers and tried his best to lure away the Japanese. She hung on the cliff to avoid the Japanese's search, but she could no longer climb up.

As the sun set, her body became stiff and she cried: "Mom, Mom"

Then, unable to hold on, he fell into the cliff.

Since no one knew her name, everyone called her Hua'er from then on. "

……

Lin Youcheng put down his pen. It wasn't that he couldn't continue writing. He just felt a little uncomfortable because he knew very clearly that such a fictional novel was actually even more cruel in real history.

For some reason, at this moment, Lin Youcheng wanted to take a few of his carrots to walk on the Great Wall in the capital.

Although he said that he had bought a courtyard house in the capital, he had not taken them to the capital yet, nor had he taken them to see the Great Wall.

The last survivor of the Ninth Company, the platoon leader was injured, but he had to carry out the incomplete order.

Now looking at the content of the manuscript in front of him, Lin Youcheng seemed to hear the heart-rending cries for his mother. In front of his eyes, he seemed to see the Great Wall beyond the Great Wall in the dim light, and the young Tubalu climbing on it.

For everyone's survival, "Small" went to dig the mines he had buried. His ideal of going to school disappeared with an explosion. Amid the threat of death, the "Art Troupe" missed his mother, but when he saw that he could only use his own When her life could be exchanged for everyone's life, she threw the only grenade without hesitation, leaving a call to her mother in this world.

In the morning mist, what appeared in front of the "artistic troupe" was a row of children. These children and young soldiers who were hiding from government officials in the hometown of fellow villagers came to look for the troops. The children carried him westward without hesitation. The female nurse who had just escaped also walked into the team. Among the children, the older ones who had participated in the counter-mopping up took on the responsibility of command. With heavy stretchers on their bodies, they crawled towards their mother with hungry eyes open, crawling.

Lin Youcheng knew that the article he was writing now, "War Meridian", was originally a classic war-themed film directed by director Feng Xiaoning. It told the story of thirteen students on the Great Wall who rushed from Peking to the base area and the four who escorted them. Seventeen Eighth Route Army soldiers were surrounded. The young men fell in a hopeless struggle between stones and machine guns. Only one nurse survived. Hidden among the reeds was a scattered stretcher team, with only an old military doctor and a girl who had just come from the art troupe left. Amidst the random gunfire, the dying correspondent took out an order: Order the Ninth Company to march westward along the Great Wall.

The Great Wall, the earth, the mountains and river valleys, it seems that the Chinese nation is just like these. Even in the face of the torrent and changes of the times, it can still exist and continue.

"Xiaocao"'s eyes were blinded by the Japanese gas bombs. In extreme hunger, she left the last half of the nest for the wounded, and she left this world in a dream.

Lin Youcheng knows very well why these can still exist and continue.

In fact, it is very clearly written in this article "War Meridian", or it is not only "War Meridian", but also the previous "Wind" and "My Commander, My Regiment" have already stated these reasons. able to exist and continue.

The nurse watched these underage soldiers fall one after another, but the platoon leader, whose legs were seriously injured, still insisted on letting the children carry them westward along the Great Wall. The platoon leader also took the last step of his life.

The order "Go west along the Great Wall" passed from one survivor to another. The last person who took it was an underage hand, and the order was still being carried out. The three children took the order that was not given to them, lifted the last wounded man and walked west.

Although Lin Youcheng also wanted to adapt some plots in the movie to avoid some controversial plots, he knew very clearly that there were no children struggling to survive in "War Meridian". They never considered it when the enemy was chasing them. They live by surrendering or begging the enemy. They are children. We cannot expect each of them to resolutely go into battle and fight the enemy to the death like the old comrades. They are children and have not received combat training or experienced cruel battles. He has no fighting skills at all. But those children still regarded themselves as soldiers and members of the Chinese nation, consciously or unconsciously, and resolutely carried out the illusory "Westward Expansion" order and looked for troops. The army is not only their hope in life, but also their destination in life.

Just when Lin Youcheng was thinking about that story, the story of those children, Lin Zhaoman ran up to Lin Youcheng with a toy wooden gun, looked at Lin Youcheng and asked: "Dad, what can I do when I grow up?" Become a People's Liberation Army?"

Lin Youcheng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he heard Lin Zhaoman say that he wanted to be a member of the People's Liberation Army. He couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

"Because the People's Liberation Army is particularly powerful."

Lin Youcheng smiled when he heard Lin Zhaoman's childish words. He did not think that Lin Zhaoman would really become a soldier when he grew up. After all, even Lin Zhaoqing said that he would be a scientist when he grew up. He just said: "If you really If you have this ideal, your father will support you, but you have to know that being a soldier is full of difficulties and challenges."

Lin Zhaoman smiled firmly and said firmly: "I'm not afraid."

"Dad, I'm really not afraid!"

"Dad believes in you!"

Looking at the firm smile on Lin Zhaoman's face, Lin Youcheng nodded.

After Lin Zhaoman and Lin Youcheng talked about their ambitions, they took their toy wooden guns and ran into the yard to play house with Lin Zhaomei.

Lin Youcheng looked at Lin Zhaoman's running back. Although he was not sure whether Lin Zhaoman would still remember that he said he would become a People's Liberation Army when he woke up tomorrow, he felt that if one of his few carrots really grew up, If he wanted to join the army, he might not stop him.

Lin Youcheng didn't think much about Lin Zhaoman's childlike words and continued to write the manuscript, seriously writing this story that no one knew, not even the names of the protagonists.

……

“Maybe we should erect a monument to them.

But they left no names, not one. I can only engrave 1=12. This wounded man who didn’t even have a name was bought with the lives of 12 children.

The name has no meaning. No one can remember it. There is no need to remember either. But, what is that mission?

It doesn't matter what the task is, what matters is that they completed it. Only they left nothing behind.

But the Great Wall stayed. "

(End of this chapter)