Chapter 664 Three days of retreat, Lao Zhou's shock
Lao Zhou has been guarding the Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery for nearly 20 years, and he has regarded it as his own home.
Today, he inspected as usual. As a result, three military vehicles suddenly arrived and sealed off the entire mountain. Then they invited the pilgrims out of Babao Mountain one by one. Without any explanation, he only said: "This place is under temporary control for three days."
No pilgrims are allowed inside for three days."
Pilgrims who came to commemorate the martyrs were very surprised. Such a thing had never happened before.
"How is this going?"
"Comrade, can you tell us why we need to be closed for three days?"
Pilgrims wandered around curiously.
Lao Zhou looked at the two soldiers standing guard with complicated expressions in his eyes. He was once a soldier. He had no relatives. After he retired, he was supported by the state.
He never married and had children. He had a relationship when he was young. Later, he felt that it was unlucky for him to work at the Martyrs Cemetery. He was so angry that he stopped having contact with each other and never had a girlfriend again.
Now that he is old, he has no worries anymore. His biggest task every day is to clean every tombstone of the martyrs here.
The most beautiful thing for him was the memory in the military camp. He had shed blood and sweat in the military camp, defended his family and the country, and even received third-class merit once.
Seeing these young soldiers standing in front of him, Lao Zhou felt particularly cordial.
Lao Zhou looked at the soldiers in military uniforms and felt deeply, as if he was seeing those glorious years in his youth again.
However, what he was most curious about now was why the Martyrs Cemetery was closed and no one was allowed to worship. He wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask, so he lingered outside for a long time.
After a while, a military vehicle drove over, and a slender and dashing female officer got out. Then, she walked to the other side and opened the door.
A young man in sportswear stepped out of the car. He was not wearing any military uniform. However, he was picked up by a military vehicle and even allowed a female officer with the rank of colonel to open the door.
This young man was only about 18 years old. If he was a soldier, he would be considered a recruit.
The young man has a strong build, a heroic look between his brows, and a very calm face that is completely inconsistent with his age.
Lao Zhou has seen so many people, and the young man in front of him is the most special one.
Who is he?
Is it because of him that the entire Martyrs Cemetery is blocked?
Lao Zhou looked at this young man in surprise, whose identity was definitely not simple. He was Lu Feng, and the heroic female officer was Long Xiaoyun.
Long Xiaoyun looked at the surrounding environment, shrugged, and said softly: "I'll send you here first. I have to go back to deal with other things, and I'll pick you up then."
Lu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, aunt."
Long Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, chuckled, and said: "Only at this time do I remember that you are still a young man, a few years younger than me."
Lu Feng smiled and said, "Auntie, when you say that, doesn't it make me look very old?"
Long Xiaoyun shook his head with a smile on his face, chuckled twice, and then said earnestly: "The contemporary king of soldiers, work hard. I believe you will succeed."
Lu Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Auntie, have you noticed that you are actually really beautiful and heroic?"
Long Xiaoyun smiled faintly and said loudly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense. Remember, call me if you need anything."
Long Xiaoyun turned around, walked into the car, and drove away.
She couldn't understand Lu Feng more and more, but she knew that Lu Feng must be right.
There must be a reason for him to do this.
Long Xiaoyun is also a bold person, but letting her stay alone in the Martyrs Cemetery for three days and three nights will have some psychological effects.
Lu Feng actually used this method to train his military spirit. He is probably the only one in the world who does this.
"Lu Feng, I hope you won't disappoint me." Long Xiaoyun looked through the rearview mirror as Lu Feng walked into the Martyrs Cemetery.
After Lu Feng said goodbye to Long Xiaoyun, he turned and walked into the Martyrs Cemetery. The two soldiers guarding the gate saluted Lu Feng.
The more Lao Zhou looked, the more curious he became. Just when he was about to follow him to see what he wanted to do, another elongated military vehicle drove by and 10 old men in military uniforms got out of the vehicle.
When Lao Zhou's eyes fell on the shoulders of the 10 people, they were all stunned.
"This...these are all big shots."
Lao Zhou stood quietly.
At this time, a tall and tall old man strode up to Lao Zhou and said loudly: "I am Huang Botao. You can do whatever you need to do. You don't have to worry about other things, especially the young man in front of you.
, you can’t even say a word. Do you understand?”
Lao Zhou's heart trembled again, he stood up and saluted, and said loudly: "Yes!"
Huang Botao was slightly surprised and said, "Are you a veteran?"
Old Zhou replied loudly: "Zhou Dashun, the former 3rd Platoon Commander of the 3rd Company of the Beijing Military Region."
Huang Botao returned the military salute and said seriously: "From this moment on, don't disturb him. He is the hope and spiritual sustenance of our current soldiers."
Lao Zhou was extremely shocked!
"Yes!" Lao Zhou replied excitedly.
There is no doubt that the temporary control of the Martyrs Cemetery must be related to this young soldier!
Alarmed 10 military commanders came here specifically, and they were heavily guarded and no one was allowed to disturb. They also said it was the hope of modern soldiers.
Lao Zhou, who had been a soldier, set off huge waves in his heart.
Who is this young soldier?
Lao Zhou walked back to the management room, took out his binoculars, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of Lu Feng.
Lu Feng walked to the tombstones of the martyrs and walked past them one after another. His steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, giving people a very heavy feeling.
Lao Zhou also noticed what the other party was saying, but he couldn't hear it because he was too far away.
"What a strange young man."
Lao Zhou had a great interest in Lu Feng. As that period of war history became farther and farther away from people, many young people now do not like to come here.
They prefer to spend a lot of time getting used to trivial things about celebrities, rather than commemorating the martyrs.
Therefore, how could a young man like Lu Feng not make Lao Zhou curious when he came to the Martyrs Cemetery?
Lao Zhou kept observing Lu Feng, who kept walking back and forth in front of the martyrs' tomb. After walking for about ten minutes, he sat down in an open space.
"What on earth is he going to do?"
Lu Feng slowly sat down and felt the atmosphere around him, as if he could feel the smoke of war filling the surrounding area.
This is the place where the martyrs rested. Here, Lu Feng suddenly felt that his soul was particularly peaceful. The surroundings were quiet, without any noise.
Lu Feng sat down and closed his eyes. In his mind, a vast picture slowly unfolded. It was a picture of history.
Underground, loyal bones are buried in the green mountains.
On the ground, the military spirit is being passed down.