Several missile speedboats and assault boats approached the port.
All the recruits who followed saw the people standing on the port with dusty faces, supporting each other, the tears on their faces, and their excited expressions, waving their hands constantly.
.
In an instant, the blood in their bodies seemed to be ignited and surged up like crazy. At this moment, the fatigue of running long distances and standing for several hours seemed to disappear; at this moment, they all understood that soldiers
At this moment, they seemed to understand why there were so many soldiers fighting on the battlefield, fearless of death.
"Quick, log in."
After giving the order, He Zhenzhong kicked his foot, bounced violently, and instantly landed on the dock, walking quickly towards the crowd.
Boom, boom, boom.
The newly armed recruits, armed with guns in hand, followed.
However, with every step they took, their moods became heavier. They were covered in dust, their heads were smashed by gravel, and their heads were bleeding. There were tears on their faces, and the corpse behind the crowd was covered in blood and flesh, and the whole body was charred.
Killed by a landmine.
Anger, endless anger surged up in their hearts. Everyone clenched the gun in their hands. They suddenly heard what He Zhenzhong said before starting, yes, that's right, this is their shame.
, it is unforgivable that the compatriots they want to protect have been harmed in this way.
Deng Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong had already hurried to the front of the crowd, lowered his head and bowed, "I'm sorry, we were late and everyone was frightened and hurt."
The recruits all stopped and bowed after He Zhenzhong.
"No, no." An old man trembled and kept waving his hands, "We all know that the People's Liberation Army will definitely come. We have always known it, so we are not afraid."
"Yes, People's Liberation Army, it's not your fault."
"We all believe in you."
The crowd was talking, their eyes moved. They had already seen the dust on He Zhenzhong's body and the fatigue on their faces. They did not expect that these soldiers who broke through the Japanese blockade would actually apologize to them. How could this happen?
"Everyone was divided into two teams. The first team guarded the surrounding area and raised our national flag. The second team took out the first aid kit and treated the injuries of the people."
"yes."
Everyone quickly moved and dispersed, and then a bright five-star red flag rose from the pier, fluttering in the wind, telling everyone clearly that this was China's territory and no one could move rashly.
He Zhenzhong came to the mother and daughter who were lying on the ground, squatted down and looked at the little girl.
"Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu, look, uncle from the People's Liberation Army is here, we will be able to go home soon." The young mother gently shook her daughter in her arms, buried her head in her face, and cried.
The little girl's curved eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her bright eyes slowly opened. Her extremely pale face turned with difficulty and looked at He Zhenzhong who was squatting in front of her.
"Uncle, uncle, I, can we, can we go home, home?"
He Zhenzhong nodded, showed a smile, and said softly: "Soon, the uncles will take you back."
"Yeah." The little girl nodded with difficulty, a smile appeared on her chubby little face, "Grow up, I, I also want to be, be a member of the People's Liberation Army."
"Okay, just wait until you grow up." He Zhenzhong reached out, gently touched the little girl's forehead, and said to her mother: "Hold her flat, and I will treat her wounds."
"Um."
He Zhenzhong took the first aid kit, took out disinfectant alcohol and other things, bent his right foot slightly, and knelt there, ignoring the pebbles on the ground, and said: "Put her head at my feet."
Soon, the little girl's head rested on He Zhenzhong's feet.
"Be patient, uncle will clean your wound." He Zhenzhong smiled slightly.
"Well, uncle, uncle, Qiuqiu is not afraid."
"You're so good, uncle, let me tell you a story."
"good."
Seeing this scene, Lu Yan, Jiang Xiaoyu and others standing behind were a little stunned. They would never forget the indifference with which He Zhenzhong was angry with them before, and the murderous aura that filled his body. At that time, they felt like
I saw a demon coming out of hell.
But now, He Zhenzhong was kneeling on the ground, knocking his knees on the gravel-filled ground. The warm smile on his face never stopped, and he was still telling stories to the little girl and teasing her.
They are completely different.
They all couldn't react and didn't know which side of He Zhenzhong was his true face.
After a while, four words gradually emerged in their minds: iron-blooded tenderness.
Is this a real soldier?
At this moment, I raised my head and looked around at the injured but still grateful and excited people. They seemed to understand that real soldiers are not extremely cold killing machines, but are full of emotions in their hearts. It is these
Love gives soldiers endless courage and endless motivation. Because of love, they must protect and become strong.
After treating the little girl's wound, He Zhenzhong stood up. His feet were a little numb, but he didn't seem to notice it. He turned around and spoke.
"Jiang Xiaoyu."
"arrive."
Jiang Xiaoyu ran over immediately.
"You are sharp-tongued and never stop telling stories."
Huh? Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned, this.
"It's time to show off your strengths." He Zhenzhong leaned over and lowered his voice, "Her condition is not good. She has a high fever and excessive blood loss. We didn't bring a blood pack. You can't let her fall asleep. Do you understand?
"
"Yes, Chief, I'm the best at this. I promise to complete the task."
"Um."
Jiang Xiaoyu responded, quickly put away the gun, squatted down, and showed that somewhat mean smile on his face, "Little sister, do you know your uncle's name?"
The little girl shook her head.
"It's called Stinky Fish."
"Ah?" The little girl was confused. This name is so strange.
"You don't know, let uncle tell you." Jiang Xiaoyu simply sat down cross-legged and started talking nonstop.
He Zhenzhong turned his head and looked at the other recruits. He nodded. It seemed that after this incident, these recruits would transform and transform into real soldiers. He believed that an elite force was taking shape.
Deng Deng Deng.
"grim Reaper."
"What's wrong?"
"The first aid kits we brought are not enough, and the people have been trapped for a day, without drinking a drop of water, and are very weak. The fleet will not arrive for nearly three hours. You see..."