Chapter 658 The hero is twilight, and we respect and sigh
Chapter 658 The hero is late, let’s respect and sigh
In front of the hero's tombstone, Chen Qi's body was as straight as a spear, standing upright, motionless despite being beaten by the rain.
Suzaku also put away his umbrella early and stood there quietly, looking solemn and solemn.
Scenes of the majestic scenes of war engulfing the sun and moon, and the screams of blood filling the sky are vivid in my mind.
In the dark.
I seem to have heard the screams of countless men sleeping underground.
It was as if I had seen the heroic scene of countless heroic spirits fearless in life and death, charging and fighting on the battlefield.
The two stood like this for more than an hour.
And this scene was all seen by Wang Dawei who was not far away.
As a veteran, Wang Dawei's intuition told him that the man and woman in front of him were also soldiers.
He has seen countless people who come to visit the tomb and pay homage.
But only soldiers can show such solemnity, awe, and sincerity in front of the [Heroes' Tombstone].
Because only soldiers understand ‘soldiers’!
Moreover, Chen Qi's tall and upright figure has the aura that he can only possess after being baptized by countless fires of war.
Seeing this, Wang Dawei walked up to Chen Qi and Suzaku and performed a military salute upright.
Chen Qi and Zhuque saw this and immediately returned the greeting.
The world is getting darker and darker, and the three of them stand in the rain, expressing their pride, glory, and sadness as fellow soldiers.
After waiting, Chen Qi turned his head slightly and stared at the towering [Heroes' Tombstone] again.
"I promised to take them home to reunite with their families.
But every time we fight, someone loses his life, but there is nothing I can do..."
Chen Qi said quietly, somewhat blaming himself.
Wang Dawei roughly guessed from Chen Qi's words that Chen Qi might be an officer in a certain army.
And he has been on the front line all year round, watching his men die on the battlefield one by one, but there is nothing he can do.
Wang Dawei understands this sadness and helplessness very well.
In that battle, they were a company with more than a hundred people, and in the end only a few people came back alive.
Their company commander, seeing the few soldiers left under his command, collapsed and cried.
A passionate and upright man will cry like a tearful man.
Who can understand such sadness and helplessness?
"Sir, please don't blame yourself. They died for their family and country. They have no regrets!"
Wang Dawei replied.
Chen Qi raised his head, and his resolute and handsome face had been soaked with countless drops of water from the raindrops.
"Yes, they are all good!"
Then, Chen Qi glanced at Wang Dawei and asked, "What's your name?"
Wang Dawei stood at attention and replied solemnly, "Private Wang Dawei, former Northeast Field Army, bugler of the 8th Brigade of the Fourth Army!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Qi looked at the golden horn on Wang Dawei's waist, "Can I still blow it?"
"able!"
"Blow one."
"yes!"
Wang Dawei took off the golden horn from his waist, breathed out from his chest, and then blew out a loud rallying call.
Chen Qi and Suzaku, facing the wall of thousands of heroes, bowed once, bowed twice, and bowed again.
Every time you salute, bend your body ninety degrees.
Given his current status, this is considered the highest courtesy.
But, in front of these heroes who sacrificed their lives for their country and their country, what does his gift mean?
After the trumpet sounded, Chen Qi finished his ceremony.
He took the bottle of strong liquor in front of him, unscrewed the cap, and spread it in a circle.
"Brothers, may you rest in peace. We will continue to guard the country's gate, and the enemy will not be able to enter."
Wang Dawei couldn't help but burst into tears because he was so moved by the scene.
A simple sentence explains the lifelong mission of being a soldier.
yes.
The dead rest in peace, the living should inherit their will, continue to guard the country, and do not allow any enemy to invade our Chinese territory!
This is the duty and obsession of soldiers!
call!
Chen Qi raised his five fingers and once again performed a military salute dignifiedly in front of the [Heroes’ Tombstone].
Seeing Chen Qi preparing to leave, Wang Dawei took the initiative to invite him.
"The rain is a bit heavy, sir, why don't you sit down for a while and wait for the rain to subside before leaving?"
Wang Dawei pointed to the house not far away and said.
Chen Qi raised his head and looked at the sky, "That's fine."
Later, under the respectful welcome of Wang Dawei, Chen Qi and Zhuque followed Wang Dawei to his residence.
Wang Dawei was a little excited and led Chen Qi and Zhuque into the house.
Handed two brand new white towels and let them wipe themselves.
"The house is simple. Please don't mind, sir. Please sit wherever you like."
Chen Qi smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."
Later, Wang Dawei shouted into the inner room, "Mei Zi, come out quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young girl with two braids opened the curtain and walked out of the house.
Beside him, there were several children in simple clothes, all of whom were seven or eight years old.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
The little girl is seventeen or eighteen years old. Judging from her clothes, she should still be a student at school?
"A distinguished guest is here. Let's make a pot of tea."
Hearing this, the little girl first glanced at Chen Qi and Zhuque, then nodded and turned back into the inner room.
The other children all gathered around him.
"Grandpa, are you free now? Tell us the story of the war!"
Wang Dawei waved his hand, "Didn't you see the guests coming to the house? I'm busy, and I've read the story a hundred and eighty times, and you're not tired of hearing it?"
"No no!"
Several children chirped in reply.
Wang Dawei smiled helplessly and explained to Chen Qi.
These children are all orphans he adopted.
In the past, he helped some of his fallen comrades and took care of the children at home. Over time, he specialized in adopting some homeless orphans.
Although I am unable to make ends meet with some government relief, my life is still pretty good.
What these children loved most was to hear about his past wars, and they clamored for him to tell them whenever they had free time every day.
The little girl just now was named Wang Meizi, and she was Wang Dawei's granddaughter.
Because Wang Dawei was worried that he could not take care of her alone, Shi Chang came over to help.
Hearing this, Chen Qi felt respectful and said, "Old sir, this is really hard on you."
Wang Dawei chuckled and said, "It's not hard. I used to be able to go to the battlefield to fight. Now that I'm retired, I can make some insignificant contribution to the country, which can be considered a comfort."
Chen Qi nodded and signaled to Suzaku.
Zhuque understood, took out a check, wrote a series of numbers on it, folded it, and handed it to Chen Qi.
Chen Qi took it and put it on the table, "Old sir, there is some money here. Take it and buy some clothes and stationery for these children."
Wang was shocked and said, "How can this happen? I invite you to come in and sit down, not because I want to..."
Chen Qi raised his hand slightly and said, "Mr. Chen is fearless and selfless and cares about his family and country. I deeply admire him. I can do my little bit. I hope the old man will not refuse."
"In the future, please ask the old gentleman to take care of this place more and give the brothers underground a clean and comfortable environment."
Wang Dawei blinked, "Then... I would be disrespectful."
At this time, the little girl came out with a teapot and mixed tea for Chen Qi and Zhuque.
The tea is a bit bitter, but has a strong aroma. A sip can dispel the coldness soaked in rain from your body.
