The martyrs I am responsible for are soldiers from Datong, Shanxi, more than 300 kilometers away from Beijing... If this is in modern times, it will be only a five or six-hour drive, but the road difference in this era, plus the jeep on the way halfway
There was also a failure, so I arrived at my first destination in the early morning of the next day.
Of course, we had to spend the night in the jeep. Although it was already July, it was still quite cold at night, especially the jeep was still open-air... This is for the convenience of combat, the cabriolet
One advantage is that you can jump out of the car quickly to react when encountering an enemy situation, the other is that you can shoot guns in the car, and if necessary, you can even add a machine gun or recoilless cannon.
But this made us suffer a few of us. The driver and the guard took turns driving in front, and Zhang Fan and I were trembling with coldness behind us... Fortunately, the driver later took out a raincoat from the trunk to block some of the chills.
, and at the same time, this also gave me the opportunity to hug Zhang Fan all night.
But I don’t know if it’s because it’s too cold or because I’m in a heavy mood. I didn’t take advantage of Zhang Fan that night. I just hid in my raincoat and hugged each other to keep warm... This also made me feel another feeling.
I feel a little indescribable, and I have never experienced it in modern times.
Later I thought about it and felt that this should be because Zhang Fan and I had no sex until then. It was precisely because we had no sex that both parties would have more mystery about each other, and this mystery would make each other like a catalyst.
The relationship continues to heat up, and now it seems that both parties are accustomed to each other's existence.
But I think the reason why the relationship between me and Zhang Fan can grow up naturally and silently is actually quite related to Zhang Fan's personality. If it were Chen Yiyi... her way would be enthusiastic
, direct, bold. This may be the character cultivated on the battlefield... Many things on the battlefield cannot take their timely actions like in a peaceful world, because if you do not seize opportunities in time on the battlefield, it may mean you will lose forever
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Where will Chen Yiyi be now? I don’t know if she found her sister, or maybe she is on the way back to China now... I admit that I am a little unscrupulous and held a woman in my arms.
But I was thinking about another woman in my heart, but I didn’t know why... I didn’t feel guilty at all.
Finally, half asleep and half awake... a sunlight appeared in the sky. As soon as the sun came out, not to mention whether there was really heat sprinkling on us. When I saw such a fiery red light, my heart warmed up first.
At this time, the driver Xiao Li stopped the car, rubbed his hands and said in a cold air, "Battery Commander. It's too cold, let's rest here! I'll ask for a way..."
"Yeah!" I nodded, and only then did I notice that there were already several farmers working in the fields on the roadside.
Farmers in the countryside usually work early in summer, because the sun is too sunny during the day, so some people would rather avoid the sun exposure to get up early to work.
At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly realized that it was already dawn, so he quickly broke free from my arms. I smiled and put on her raincoat, then got out of the car and rubbed her hands on the road and jumped.
"Battery Commander!" The guard gave me two packs of compressed biscuits and said, "Eat something, it will warm up after eating!"
"Yeah!" I took the biscuit and threw one for Zhang Fan.
Guard Xiao Zhang looked very experienced. He took this time to find some dead branches and grass on the roadside. Then he took out some diesel from the trunk and poured it on... Military vehicles that want to go to the battlefield are generally chosen.
On the one hand, the diesel engine is because of the high horsepower of the diesel engine. On the other hand, the diesel is not as flammable and explosive as gasoline... This is directly related to its survivability on the battlefield. It is precisely for this reason that the tanks on the battlefield
It was changed from the popular use of gasoline engines during World War II to modern diesel engines.
We both couldn't stand the temptation of the flames, and even Zhang Fan got out of the car, gathered around the fire, eating biscuits while keeping warm. Then Xiao Zhang put the kettle into the fire... but it would be drunk in a while
Hot water.
"It's coming!" Soon the driver joined us in the ranks of roasting fire. He said while roasting the fire: "I heard from fellow villagers that it's just a few miles away, but strangely... When I asked Chen Zhongqi (pseudonym)
When we were at home, our fellow villagers asked if we were here to arrest people!”
"Do we seem to be here to catch people?" Everyone couldn't help laughing.
"What does it mean?" I couldn't help but ask: "Why do fellow villagers ask this?"
"This..." Xiao Li replied: "I don't know either... Maybe it's quite scary to see how we look!"
It is indeed a jeep with four soldiers, each with pistols on his waist, and the guards are rushing with 56 in their arms... This is indeed a bit scary in the eyes of ordinary people.
But I didn't give up. I stood up and ran to the other side, shouting at the farmer who was working in the field: "Membersman, why do you think we were arresting people?"
"Chen Zhongqi's son is a deserter!" The fellow villager replied: "It's spread all over the village... You can't catch anyone, his son is not at home!"
"What?" I was stunned when I heard this. Why was it a martyr who was a deserter? Could it be that his superiors made a mistake? Or did the villagers make a mistake?
When I asked again, the fellow villager replied: "I'm not very clear. You can ask Chen Zhongqi by yourself. He is in the third house on the road in the village!"
"Get on the car!" I turned around and jumped into the jeep and urged me. Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang jumped into the car skillfully. When Zhang Fan came up and sat down, he stepped on the accelerator and headed straight to the village.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan asked in confusion.
I shook my head and didn't say anything, but in fact I don't know what was going on.
Soon I found Chen Zhongqi's house according to the location I pointed out by the fellow villager. When I knocked on the door, I was an old farmer wearing a torn coat, as if I had just gotten up. When we saw that we were wearing military uniforms, we immediately showed our eyes.
Surprised...
"You are..." The old farmer's lips trembled a little.
"Hello uncle!" I said, "You are Chen Zhongqi!"
"Yes!" The old farmer nodded dullly.
"Uncle!" I said: "We are Chen Zhonghe's comrades, we are here to see you..."
"Well!" The old farmer was stunned when he heard this: "You... are really my son's comrades?"
"Yes!" I said, "There is a mole on your son's face..."
Actually, I only found out after reading the photos.
"Please come in quickly, please come in quickly..." The old farmer immediately welcomed us into the house.
Although it was already early in the morning, the room was still pitch black, so it was not until the old farmer lit the media oil lamp that we found an old woman full of sick face struggling to sit up.
She asked with difficulty while coughing: "You... are you really a neutral comrade-in-arms?"
"Yes aunt!" I nodded, and my tears almost fell from my eyes as I looked at the family.
"Then can you tell me..." the old woman gasped and said, "Where did my family and go? Did you become a deserter?"
"Why do you think he's a deserter?" I asked.
"Oh!" The old farmer's wrinkled face squeezed into a pile, and he said with a sad face: "There was no news after the war. I went to the county to ask several times, but there was no following... It was said yes...'
Missing '.' Missing'... I don't understand very much, but the county's explanation was just not found. So the village spread, saying that my family had run away and became a deserter! His mother fell ill in anger...
Comrade! I don’t believe that my family will be a deserter. Where do you think my family is in?”
My tears could no longer be held back and fell. At this time, I didn't know how to answer him.
"Uncle!" Zhang Fan choked and said, "Zhonghe did not serve as a deserter. He was brave in war! He killed many Vietnamese devils and made contributions!"
"Is that true!" The old farmer couldn't help crying with joy when he heard this, and sat on the bed happily and supported the old woman and said, "My wife, have you heard it? Our family has not been a deserter, and he has made meritorious service! Our family has not been a deserter.
!”
"Comrade!" The old woman seemed much calmer than the old farmer. When she saw that we looked wrong, she asked us again: "Then we will treat him..."
There was a sudden silence in the room. I wiped my tears and gritted my teeth and said, "Uncle and aunt... have sacrificed themselves with him...! We'll come this time..."
"No, no..." The old woman interrupted me and said, "You lied to me, my family will not sacrifice, he... He is a deserter, he must be a deserter... you must be a deserter...
I've made a mistake!"
The old farmer sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened a lot.
I wanted to say something, but I could not say anything in my throat... Obviously, they would rather believe that their son was a deserter and lived in this world than hear his son sacrificed.
This news. From this point of view, we don’t know whether it is good or bad to justify the hero in this way.
Because we couldn't stand that atmosphere, we left the pension and ran out of the old farmer's house as if we were escaping, so we forgot to stamp a handprint on the receipt... This is not to stamp a handprint or sign a name
But no, we can't pay the job at our superiors, and we will think that the money has not been delivered to us and we will swallow it! So we had no choice but to turn back and let the old farmer press it!
When we returned to the jeep, we realized that this was not an easy thing...especially, these soldiers were my comrades-in-arms, and maybe even my soldiers!
But such a thing is urgent, because we don’t know if the same misunderstanding will occur in other martyrs, so although it is not easy, we still rushed to the next destination with a heavy mood. (I haven’t finished it.