Yang Chen hugged Zhuo Jingyu, who had fallen, his eyes were cracked, and he roared: "Coach, you hold on, you hold on, I will send you back, I will treat you!"

Zhuo Jingyu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Look, if you put too much emphasis on feelings, you will always die too quickly......"

Looking at Zhuo Jingyu's smile, Yang Chen couldn't help but burst into tears.

Zhuo Jingyu warned him, but he didn't listen, but now he exchanged Zhuo Jingyu's life for such a lesson.

Yang Chen took a deep breath, looked at the tombstone, his eyes were slightly red, and said, "Yes, you are the coach, you should stay at the base, what are you going to run on the battlefield!"

However, no one responded.

Lao Zhuo also changed color slightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

He sighed and said, "It's okay, at least this kid still remembers him with people like you, and it's good for someone to worship him." Although this person is not a general, he is still a martyr, and if someone remembers, it is worth it. ”

"No, he will always be a general in my heart!"

As he spoke, Yang Chen straightened his waist and saluted the tombstone.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

The general has gone west, what should the strong man do? Yang Chen was once confused, but now he knows very well what he wants and what road he wants to take.

Lao Zhuo looked at Yang Chen's tall body, as if he saw when he sent Zhuo Jingyu to the army.

When Zhuo Jingyu came back from vacation for the first time, he saw that he was saluting a military salute, and at that moment, he was extremely proud.

At this moment, he found Zhuo Jingyu's shadow from Yang Chen.

Maybe...... That's legacy.

The spirit of China is always inherited in the soldiers.

The general passes to the soldiers, the captain to the team members, and the instructor to the cadets......

Generals can be sacrificed, soldiers can be sacrificed, captains can be sacrificed, coaches can be sacrificed...... The only thing that cannot be sacrificed is the iron blood and eternal spirit of the soldiers.

Lao Zhuo couldn't help but stand up straight and saluted this Zhuo Jingyu.

"Child, I'm proud of you!" Lao Zhuo said inwardly.

Wei Xueqing looked at the figures of an old man and a young man, and at this moment, there was a stream of blood flowing all over her body, and she couldn't help but be infected by them.

"Coach...... I know that you are most at ease with those brothers who have fought together, I will find them when I come back this time, you can rest assured!" Yang Chen promised Zhuo Jingyu.

At the beginning, Zhuo Jingyu's favorite was Yang Chen, but he also treated other students equally, they were all brothers who had fought, and no one would leave anyone behind. Now that Zhuo Jingyu is gone, Yang Chen is still there.

As long as Yang Chen is here, he will definitely take care of which brothers.

"Old man!" Yang Chen looked at Lao Zhuo and said in a deep voice: "I'm leaving, goodbye!"

Lao Zhuo nodded and didn't say anything.

Looking at Yang Chen's back, Lao Zhuo felt quite relieved in his heart.

After the two of them went down the mountain, Lao Zhuo said to the tombstone: "Xiao Zhuo, you have trained a good soldier! I have never taught a general in my life, and you have succeeded!"

……

Yang Chen walked with a heavy face, and Wei Xueqing looked at Yang Chen's side face from time to time, and stopped talking a few times.

She wanted to comfort Yang Chen, but she knew that Yang Chen didn't need to comfort herself at the moment.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

That's all I can do.

Two people get in the car and leave.

After the car left, a man in military uniform got out of the black red flag sedan and gave a military salute to the departed president of Maserati.

This person is Li Muyang.

Xiao Wang on the side also got out of the car and looked at Li Muyang suspiciously, I don't know why Li Muyang saluted Yang Chen, he is a major.

Li Muyang looked at Xiao Wang and said in a deep voice: "You never know what kind of mission this person is carrying!"

Xiao Wang looked at Li Muyang's serious expression, a little surprised, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Grab something and follow me up. Li Muyang said a word and began to walk up the mountain.

Xiao Wang hurriedly took the things used for worship and followed Li Muyang.

When he came to the mountain, Li Muyang saw Lao Zhuo standing in front of the tombstone.

"Uncle Zhuo!" Li Muyang said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the heroic soul here.

Lao Zhuo glanced at him and said with a smile: "You also came to see Xiao Zhuo." ”

"Brother Zhuo is a hero, I should come to worship. Li Muyang said in a deep voice.

Lao Zhuo smiled, stood aside, and watched Li Muyang worship Zhuo Jingyu.

After putting the things down, Li Muyang gave a military salute to the tombstone.

Then, Li Muyang turned around and gave a military salute to this old Zhuo.

Lao Zhuo responded.

"Uncle Zhuo, it's General Yang who came just now!" Li Muyang said in a deep voice.

Lao Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Muyang in surprise, "You know?"

Li Muyang nodded, "The youngest major general in history, how could I not know." ”

When Yang Chen was named a major general, it was not made public, and few people even knew about it in the army. But Li Muyang's relationship with Zhuo Jingyu, as well as the relationship between his old man, still learned the news that after the establishment of Huaxia, the youngest major general was canonized.

At that time, when he went to the man-made sea with the old man, he saw the red flag lowered at half-mast, and knew that a great hero had died.

Lao Zhuo nodded, looked at the tombstone and said, "Xiao Zhuo knows that he has taught such a good student, and he has no regrets in this life." ”

Li Muyang said in a deep voice: "You can teach a hero like Brother Zhuo, and you are the greatest hero!"

Lao Zhuo smiled and waved his hand, and said to Li Muyang: "Let's go, go back!"

Li Muyang nodded, got out of the way and let Lao Zhuo go first.

The two men talked as they walked.

"Uncle Zhuo, do you want to inform my old man of the news that General Yang is still alive?" asked Li Muyang.

Lao Zhuo frowned slightly, thinking for a while.

Seeing that Lao Zhuo didn't speak, Li Muyang didn't dare to ask, and quietly followed Lao Zhuo.

After a long time, Lao Zhuo said: "Don't make this news public, you secretly protect the general, and wait for the right time to ask for the general's opinion, everything is based on the general's opinion!"

"Yes!" Li Muyang said in a deep voice.

An old man and a young man walked down the mountain slowly, and a majestic wind hung on the cemetery where he stretched out, blowing the maple leaves all over the mountain, red like fire, like scorching blood flowing.

Here, blood is always burning, like the color on the red flag.

……

In an old apartment building.

As soon as Gu Xijun got off the bag, pushed open the door of the study, and shouted, "Dad, I'll ask you something!"

Gu Kangcheng put down the brush in his hand, turned around with a smile, and said with a smile: "You girl, you have rough hair all day long, how can you get married!"

Gu Xijun pouted and said: "Don't worry, haven't you always disliked that you don't have a son, I will definitely bring you back a son-in-law who is inverted in the future!"

"Don't!" Gu Kangcheng waved his hand, sat on the chair and said, "If you can marry, I will burn high incense!"

Gu Xijun was depressed for a while, "Is your daughter so unbearable?"

Gu Kangcheng shook his head with a smile.

Gu Xijun sat down and asked, "Dad, let me ask you something, do you know the troop mission number 92585? Don't you also never retreat? Don't you know about this operation?"

"Where did you hear this number?" Gu Kangcheng's face changed and he said in a deep voice.