Night had fallen.

After Ye Chengze finished inspecting the patrol, as soon as he returned to his tent, Zheng Zhimin came over.

The wolf warrior regiment he led this time was also the main force, and they exchanged fire head-on with the enemy, and the battle situation was also shocking and tragic.

Zheng Zhimin's arm was wounded, one hand was tied with a bandage and hung on his chest, and in the faint light, he could see the blood stains on the gauze.

"Why don't you rest?" Ye Chengze asked with a frown.

Seeing Zheng Zhimin standing outside his tent with red eyes, he knew that he was sad for his deceased comrades-in-arms, and he himself felt this feeling.

"I have a pot of barley wine, brother, have a drink with me!" Zheng Zhimin said in a dumb voice, while raising the military kettle he was holding in his hand.

Ye Chengze wanted to say that you were injured and it was not good to drink, but he didn't say this, so he nodded and responded: "Go, go out on the slope outside." ”

The moon came out, and the moonlight was as clear as frost.

On the slope a few meters away from the tent sat two majestic figures side by side.

A pot of wine, two people to drink separately.

There are no superfluous words, because they both know and understand each other.

Zheng Zhimin's eyes were expressionless, and his eyes were empty and looking into the distance.

I don't know how long it took, the flask was empty, and Zheng Zhimin poured the only few drops into his mouth and screwed the lid screwed on.

He said: "Junzi has been with me for three years, and two months ago, he told me that he was getting married, and his wife asked him for family affairs.

That girl, a member of the Yi nationality, is still the village flower of their village, and she is very beautiful.

Junzi's little calf said that he had been in love for a long time, but he didn't expect that in the end, his special dream would come true, and the girl would become his, and he grinned and told me that he was blessed. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Zhimin seemed to be touched, raised his uninjured hand, covered his eyes, and wiped his tears that he couldn't wipe away.

The hard-blooded guy was crying so hard that he couldn't help himself, and he was howling and whimpering like a child.

"The special Lao Tzu asked him to go back and get married and then return to the team, but he didn't listen, so he had to follow him to the battlefield.

He said that he would wear a big red flower chest with a military medal to pick up the bride, so that the girl would be proud to marry him.....

But do you need him to block the bullets for me?

He's heroic, he's glorious, what should his wife do?

What about his delicate village flower fiancée?

What should I do in this life?"

Ye Chengze could understand Zheng Zhimin's feelings, and his eyes were also red.

In order to save their lives, their comrades-in-arms, who were like brothers and sisters, used their flesh and blood to block bullets for themselves, and sacrificed honorably.

Ye Chengze looked up at the top of his head, the moonlight tonight was exceptionally clear, and the stars were bright.

He was thinking, comrades-in-arms who have sacrificed, have you integrated the glory into the constellation of the motherland?

Ye Chengze looked at the night sky, squirming and squirming with chapped lips, and said silently:

"Enlistment remembers------

The years go by, the duty is not forgotten, the glory shines, and the frontier is guarded

Erzhi cherishes honor and defends the sea and air for the battle

This heart is dedicated to serving the country, being loyal to you, living for you, and dying for you......"

After muttering, Ye Chengze closed his eyes and let the tears blur his eyes.

Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Maybe I fell down and couldn't get up again.

Do you still have to look forward to it forever?

Maybe I won't be able to open my eyes again.

Do you understand my silence?

Maybe I won't wake up again.

Do you believe that I have turned into a mountain?

Brothers, comrades-in-arms, the mountains know you, the rivers know you, and the motherland will not forget you!

After Zheng Zhimin left, Ye Chengze returned to the tent.

He took out the photo in the pocket of his close-fitting military jacket and gently rubbed the lover in the photo.

"Ah Yan...... My Ayan ......"

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