Chapter 47 My Soldier My Soldier

The military parade has begun.

In the majestic march, all the commanders and soldiers lined up in neat steps and waited for the Supreme Commander's review.

"Hello, comrades!" The Supreme Chief raised his hand and paid tribute to his soldiers.

"Hello, Chief!" The commander and fighter replied in a tsunami-like voice, his eyes moving with the highest chief's "Red Flag" convertible car. Then the dichotomy began.

The infantry arrayed in knife-like formations, walked past the viewing platform with neat steps, and the impact of feet and ground was like fighting drums.

Motorized infantry riding a car or motorcycle, passing the viewing platform at medium speed. The car's low engine could not hide the surging surging in their hearts.

The rumbling tank team is majestic and powerful, and the appearance of steel is not underestimated. It is like moving mountains that shock the land of China, and it makes the world watch the future of China's military power.

The Wolf Teeth Special Forces were specially arranged at the end of the demarcation. Li Siming and Xu Zhiqiang stood at the front of the queue, with 1,700 special forces members behind them. Li Siming never thought that he would have such a day to take his team members to be reviewed by the highest leader of the party and the country. At this moment, he felt both excited, proud and a little sad. The special forces of 1,700 special forces behind him were built by him, indicating that a force that cannot be ignored was born in the Republic's army, but he was a little reluctant to leave the force that had poured into his efforts.

"Step in line... go!" Li Siming, who was in front of the line, shouted at the top of his throat.

The announcer used his inspiring voice to explain to the VIP on the viewing stand: "Now what comes to us is the youngest unit of the Republic. They are the special forces, the latest member of the People's Liberation Army sequence, and the only unit participating in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam today. They have a loud code name, that is, the 'Wolf Tooth Special Forces'. In this war, this unit has made many outstanding achievements, attacked the enemy's communication war at night, invaded the logistics supply line behind the enemy, and captured the commanders of the enemy's 316a Division, and was not afraid of sacrifice in the face of ten times stronger enemy, and successfully rescued our troops. Let us pay the highest military salute to our heroic special forces comrades!"

The viewing platform cheered, so the people stood up, and the highest chief and senior officer gave a noble military salute to the team members who were walking in front of him. The code name of this unit was only passed down by a few people. Most of the non-soldiers on the viewing platform were obtained from foreign newspapers. Now they have seen this legendary unit with their own eyes, how can they not be excited?

The soldiers of this army in front of us were wearing camouflage uniforms different from other troops, with thick oil paint on their faces, various combat equipment, and their feet were wearing combat boots. They were majestic and agile, and their eyes were firm and unyielding. The mighty image of these group of soldiers compared the momentum of all the soldiers in front of them.

"Look to the right... look!" Li Siming issued an order. One thousand seven hundred steel helmets looked at the viewing stand on the right.

"Hello, comrades!"

"Hello, Chief!"

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

“Serve the people!”

Li Siming looked at the party, government, military leaders and some VIPs on the viewing platform, and was very proud. This special force grew step by step in his hands. The 1,700 members behind him, one thousand and seven hundred seeds, will grow and grow throughout the army and grow into 1,700 towering trees. This is also inseparable from his efforts. At this moment, his heart is full of pride. Even if he dies now, he will not regret his original choice. In the era of passion, blood is always hot.

At this time, the happiest part was the leaders from various military regions and branches. When they saw the mighty soldiers in the audience, they were filled with expectations. Some people even thought about whether they could get back more special forces.

The march stopped singing, and the crowd gradually dispersed, but the temporary camp of the Wolf Tooth Special Forces was filled with guests, and the leaders from all over the country came to express condolences in various names. But the highest commander of this unit, Li Siming, was missing. Someone quietly told these leaders that he was being called by the Supreme Leader to have a separate conversation. As for what to talk about, no one knew.

On the army line back to Yunnan, Li Siming sat in front of the window, looking at the outside world, silent. Although he had long been looking forward to leaving the army, Li Siming's heart was filled with sadness when he really came to such a day. The woods and grass outside the window were still green, but autumn had arrived after all. When the cold current from the north arrived, prosperity would remove its last disguise and wash away the luster to welcome the arrival of winter.

"Are you really leaving?" Xu Zhiqiang asked.

"Didn't you receive the order?" Li Siming asked back. In the order, Xu Zhiqiang will take over as the captain of the Wolf Teeth Special Forces and become the new supreme commander, which was also nominated by Li Siming. Xu Zhiqiang is an excellent officer. He has proved himself in the past years, and in Li Siming's view, this is a soldier who truly loves the army. At least he is much more enthusiastic and more attentive than himself.

"But this is a force you created with your own hands!"

"Comrade Xu Zhiqiang, is the army my private property? Yes, I have put in a lot of efforts, but the position of captain should allow people who love this army more to take on the heavy responsibility!"

"Don't you love it? Because of Captain Sun Chang's misfortune, you will not die in order to make the team members die in a premature manner, give up your life in a prosperous life, and lead us to fight the enemy bravely and not be afraid of sacrifice. This army has left a deep mark on you. Doesn't this show your importance to this army?"

"I admit this, but it does not mean that I must stay in this army. My heart is no longer here. Langya has grown up and she no longer needs me. And I have more missions calling me, you will see this in the future..." Li Siming said with his head down and turned his head. He found that Qiao Xiaolong and others were looking at him silently, with reluctance in his eyes, "What are you doing here? Go what should you do!"

"Am I a little too heartless?" Li Siming asked himself in his heart.

Malipo Martyrs Cemetery, the early morning cemetery was shrouded in mist, looking illusory, like a dream. Li Siming asked the serviceman to move sickles and tobacco and alcohol from the car, and he wanted to visit his comrades again before leaving.

"You go back first!" Li Siming said to the orderly soldiers.

"But captain, why are you going back? I'll wait for you below?" said the orderly soldier.

"No, I'm with my comrades. It may be a long time. You can drive back first!" Li Siming waved his hand and turned to walk towards the cemetery. He would come to see Qingming and Bayi every year, and would stay here all day every time. This time he said goodbye, it would probably take a long time before he would come here again. He would say sorry to his comrades here.

The cemeteries of the martyrs were covered with grass, like the faces of old people. In just two and a half years, these tombstones were already spotted. Li Siming took off his coat, picked up a sickle, and slowly and carefully cut off the grass, as if he was afraid of disturbing his comrades' rest. Insects sing in the grass, like the aria of life. The martyrs slept peacefully in this leisurely singing, and in their sleep they could temporarily forget their pain and regret.

Li Siming suddenly felt that this was his fault. If he did not advocate the establishment of a special forces, if the Wolf-Tooth Special Forces were not established, most people here would not be able to go to the battlefield. Perhaps most people here might still enjoy the sunshine and the warmth of their families. But he also knew that if Sun Chang was still alive, he would definitely say: There is a truth that warriors should go to the battlefield, if a tiger, they should go to the mountains, and if a dragon, they should go to the ocean.

The spirits brought were opened and sprinkled in front of the martyrs' monument. This was the white wine that Xie Wu once loved to drink in Northeast China. He said that this wine was enthusiastic and unrestrained, and was specially suitable for the warriors to drink.

Light a cigarette and neatly inserted it in front of every martyr's monument. If Xiao Cheng, who was once a sharp knife platoon warrior, was still alive at this time, he would definitely say that smoking is harmful to health.

Li Siming stayed in the cemetery for a day and a night, and he kept talking to his comrades, as if they were still standing in front of him. He recalled the scene when he first went to Sun Chang's company, talked about the scene during the first training, talked about the battlefield where wars were flying, and talked about the 1,700 new team members over and over again. He could call out the names of each new team member and be familiar with the personality and expertise of each team member.

"Don't worry, these new team members have grown up. They have taken over your banner and will uphold your immortal fighting spirit to fight and kill the enemy in blood!" Li Siming said to his comrades.

"It's time to leave. This is my last time in military uniform. I salute you!" Li Siming patted the dust on his body and solemnly raised his right hand. Under the rising sun in the morning, the red five stars on his hat were shining brightly.

When he returned to the camp, there were 1,700 special forces members standing neatly in front of him.

"Salute!" They saluted the last military salute to their former supreme commander. Li Siming's eyes were wet, these were his soldiers and his soldiers.

"Why are everyone crying? Xu Zhiqiang takes everyone to sing a song to boost morale!" Li Siming laughed.

"We are wolf teeth warriors, ready to sing!" Xu Zhi said with great strength.

"We are wolf-fang soldiers, from the Northeast snowfield, fighting in the dense forests of the southern country. As long as the military call sounds, bloodshed and sacrifice is nothing..." The sounds from more than 1,700 throats made Li Siming excited. As he sang, he couldn't help but burst into tears and plunged into his office.

The handover procedures have been completed, and only the pistol in the office drawer is left. This pistol has been with him for more than three years, and it is said to be short. This gun has shot more than one enemy's head. It is more like its close companion, loyal to it because it cannot speak or have a mind, and it loyally executes any of its instructions.

"Leave it to you, I hope you can wipe it often!" Li Siming handed the pistol that had been wiped in his hand countless times to Xu Zhiqiang reluctantly.

"Don't worry, I won't let it get stained with a little dust!" Xu Zhiqiang said in a deep voice, and the two of them held each other tightly.
Chapter completed!