Under the leadership of instructor No. 5, the team gathered in front of the dining hall, followed the path of the base through the training ground, then passed through the team headquarters, and turned onto a path heading into the mountains.
After walking up the mountain road for about fifty meters, a group of tombstones appeared in front of me.
Li Zheng never knew that there was a cemetery here.
The cemetery faces east, and on the entire hillside, the black marble tombstones stand there like rows of soldiers. At first glance, Li Zheng felt a trance in front of his eyes, as if the tombstones suddenly turned into majestic soldiers.
, stood quietly on the hillside and stared at the team entering the valley.
"...23...24...25..."
Li Zheng followed the team, silently counting the number of tombstones in his mind.
Soon, he found that he couldn't count them at all. There were too many tombstones here, definitely over a hundred.
When they arrived at a newly dug tomb, everyone stopped and the team lined up in three long lines.
The tombstone was also finished and lying quietly aside.
Li Zheng's eyesight was very good and he caught a glimpse of the name on the tombstone on the ground.
Engraved on it was an ordinary and unfamiliar name—Xiao Zhenhua, Fourth Phase of the 203 Troop.
This is a funeral!
A special military funeral.
A colonel emerged from the procession holding a box covered with a national flag.
Li Zheng knew that for a soldier, it was the greatest honor to be buried with the national flag.
There is not much red tape, and there is not even an introduction to Xiao Zhenhua’s deeds during his lifetime. Everything is solemn, simple and solemn.
The colonel personally held the urn and carefully placed it in the grave. Then he took out a dagger from his waist and placed it gently on the national flag.
After coming out of the grave pit, the colonel took out a stack of photos from his pocket, squatted in front of the grave pit, took out a lighter, lit them, and placed them on the ground to burn one by one into ashes.
Li Zheng, who happened to be standing nearby, had sharp eyes and caught a glimpse of a corpse in the photo, with a twisted and terrifying face.
And each photo seems to be of a different person. More than a dozen photos are probably the size of a small team.
While burning, the colonel said: "My good brother, rest in peace! I have sent the person who shot you to see the Lord of Hell. I will burn him here for you to see..."
Li Zheng watched silently, his heart already filled with waves.
The colonel's face was expressionless, as cold as a piece of pig iron.
After burning the photos, someone carried several boxes of wine and started distributing them like hand grenades, one bottle to each person.
There is no label on the wine, it's all in a white bottle, and there's no alcohol content on it. There's just a white label with the August 1st Army emblem on it.
The colonel raised the bottle, with the taste of fire in his throat: "My good comrade! I respect you, brother!"
More than a dozen veteran team members raised the bottles in unison.
Li Zheng then hurriedly unscrewed the bottle cap.
At this time, the soldier of honor who had been standing on the side of the cemetery neatly held his gun at the command, tilted the muzzle to the sky, skillfully pulled the bolt of the gun, loaded the bullet, and then fired.
Bang——
Bang——
Bang——
Three shots in total.
The veteran team members spilled the wine on the ground, poured half the bottle, and then raised their heads proudly and drank the rest in one gulp.
Gunfire rang out again.
Three more shots.
Li Zheng raised his head while holding the bottle of wine and took a swig of it into his mouth.
He rarely drank such strong wine, and he felt the wine was burning, rolling down his esophagus and into his throat like a ball of fire.
He couldn't help coughing violently and put down the bottle.
The instructor No. 5 next to him stared, with fire flashing in his pupils, and his voice contained anger: "Drink it!"
Li Zheng was startled and quickly drank the remaining liquor with a frown.
After half a bottle of strong alcohol entered his body, Li Zheng felt that his whole body was burning, but his limbs and bones felt very comfortable, as if his veins had been opened up and felt warm.
On the hillside in sight, the cemetery was a little less solemn and a little more tragic.
The dozen or so young officers and veterans stood in front of the cemetery and began to sing loudly, singing, crying, and singing at the same time.
That was a military song that Li Zheng had never heard before——
…
We are China’s sharp sword,
We are the sharp sword of the country,
We are the defenders of the great motherland,
We are the strongest arm of the people,
No one knows me,
As long as the motherland knows me,
Peace can never be obtained through prayer,
You can only maintain your dignity by yourself,
fighting!
fighting!
The enemy is crying,
203 in action!
That night, Li Zheng, who was too drunk, got very drunk.
Li Zheng had never been drunk before. When he was in college, he went out to drink beer with his close classmates. Because he had strong self-control, he never got drunk.
But I don’t know why, but he was drunk that day.
But being drunk was very comfortable, indescribably comfortable. He was fine when he was in the dining hall, but when he returned to the row room, he was vomiting.
He remembered that Lao Baimao came over and toasted him, and he toasted back.
That night, military flags, battles, and training scenes appeared repeatedly in my dreams. I also dreamed of my parents and grandma...
When they woke up the next day, Li Zheng and Hou Jun, like other team members, went to the base hospital and met with a psychiatrist there.
This was a process set up for the actions he participated in, but Li Zheng was unusually calm.
He was very familiar with this situation, as he had received three years of psychological counseling back then.
After coming out of the hospital, Zhuang Yan was waiting there.
"Go back and pack your things. We'll be back at the tarmac in 30 minutes. It's time for us to leave."
Li Zheng was stunned: "Leave?!"
Zhuang Yan said: "You don't belong here, you are just here for training. It's time to leave when the time limit for training is up."
When Li Zheng heard this, he suddenly felt extremely disappointed. He wanted to ask Zhuang Yan if he could say goodbye to Lao Sun, but the words came to his lips but he didn't say them out in the end.
He knows that it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders.
If you shouldn't ask, don't ask.
If you shouldn't apply, don't apply.
I returned to the row room with Hou Jun, where I had been waiting on the 5th. Everyone had a rest today and did not go to training. They returned the temporary passes and said goodbye to the teammates who had been together for more than ten days.
Saying goodbye is really hard.
No. 20 hit him hard on the chest with his fist and said loudly: "Young recruits, please don't shed tears. We are the toughest soldiers! Maybe we will meet again in the future!"
Li Zheng nodded, nodding desperately, but his nose was so sore that he couldn't speak.
Coming by helicopter, leaving by helicopter, Li was sitting in the cabin, looking through the porthole at the mysterious base on the ground that was getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
He remembered what he said on the 20th. Maybe there would be a chance to meet?
But when I thought of this, I suddenly couldn't help but burst into tears.
My comrade...
Bye now!
Bye now……
Hou Jun sat across from him, sitting with Zhuang Yan. Seeing Li Zheng crying, he cursed: "Damn it! The new recruits always have a lot of tears!"
Li Zheng wiped the corners of his eyes and said unconvinced: "You veterans just talk a lot!"
Zhuang Yan watched silently from the side without speaking.
When it arrived, he said: "There is good news. I will tell you in advance to make you happy."
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