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Once, they all paid a huge price, either material or spiritual.

Once, while eating the rice and noodles delivered by the people of friendly countries, the people of the "coconut country" conjured up a hideous and strange face, bombarding the border people day and night.

The border people had to indulge in the most chilling emotions, painfully chewing on the dark arrows and bitter fruits shot from behind.

Between countries, are there only interests to speak of?

Many, many enthusiastic young people and contemporary soldiers responded to the call of the motherland impassionedly, went to the battlefield as if they were dead, and fought in the same camp under the blue sky with those relatives and friends in the past.

But can a bloody battlefield become a cradle of a sharp swelling of boiling emotions?

Someone sighed: Heroes can be born in troubled times!

How many heroes are bent over this!

Tu Die has finally become a "quasi-hero", and the loneliness, depression and panic of the past have long flown to Java.

They are the heroes of our time, the ones of the glorious new age: "the loveliest of all".

The "battlefield successes" that often accompany them continue to spread the birth of new heroes.

So much so that Tu Die was anxious, nervous, and afraid that the war would end victoriously before he stepped into the so-called frontier battlefield.

Finally, the troops reached the borders of the "coconut country". Soon, the commander ordered the radar company, where Tu Die belonged, to immediately go directly to the forefront of the battle line.

Order: Within three hours, a mountain position that was already facing loss must be rushed.

It was a tropical zone, in the sweltering mountains, where the sun was covered by towering trees, and all kinds of plants and trees were spreading everywhere, and everywhere seemed vibrant and lush.

On the eve of rushing to the front, the chief read out the ninety-nine battlefield disciplines.

Such a severe on-the-spot punishment finally made Tu Die a little nervous, because he finally understood that "enforcing battlefield discipline" meant being shot!

The unstable factors on weekdays, such as not taking immediate action and talking about the wind and cold, are all subject to "battlefield discipline" here.

It's not terrifying, is it?

After crossing two ridges, the radar company entered the war zone, where the mountains were higher, the trees were thicker, and the vines were more densely suspended.

The company commander asked the two veteran soldiers to cut through the thorns and thorns in front and detect mines, followed by the whole company of men and horses.

Whoever walks with caution must be careful, because anyone who carelessly follows the footsteps of the previous person may become another ghost stepping on thunder.

Three fighters have already been so killed.

Everyone walked in a small and cautious hurry, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Tu Die finally realized: The battlefield, so it is.

Life is so small, fragile, and so dignified and great.

The rapid march has almost become synonymous with the first battle.

Moreover, the chief demanded that they must take over the troops in front within three hours, stay on the hill, and never allow the enemy to occupy the hill first.

The company commander always had a cold face.

As soon as one soldier after another stepped on a mine, he barely had a chance to shout, and the people disappeared without leaving a piece of armor.

Tu Butterfly tasted again and again: life, at this moment, seems so small and great.

Although, after a while, there was a comrade-in-arms who either stepped on a camouflaged mine or collided with a camouflaged hanging grenade!

But who can stop for a while?

More than two hours later, the comrades-in-arms had already died six people one after another, and eight were injured, and the blood, as if they had just shown their sharp corners?

The company commander was anxious, seeing that the company he led could not arrive at the designated place in time according to the order, he knew that all the consequences he had to bear were not a small matter, and the loss of the war zone was a big matter.

It is even related to the entire war situation, and in such a state, any situation can be reversed!

The company commander was suddenly at the front of the line, and suddenly became a broken back, and his military uniform was soaked with sweat.

Ahead, there is a mountain that needs to be occupied, and I don't know if those soldiers who are holding on are still fighting bloodily? Are there any survivors?

Five anxious warriors broke through the shackles of the branches of the woods and rushed out, originally intending to quickly charge into battle and reach their destination, but unexpectedly, the nearby war zone was cut off by a pre-buried mine area.

Suddenly, a flash of red light hung at the end of the road.

No one knows how long and wide this minefield will be, and the important thing is that there is no time to carefully reconnoitre, study and explore.

Any tragic pathos is really too hypocritical at this moment!

Five, the bodies of the five soldiers disappeared like this, looking at the empty space, the company commander was painful and sentimental. But he could only ponder: how can he cross the minefield without hurting his comrades?

He found the instructor -- the political work cadre of the army who had dreamed in the middle of the night that he was a "scum" who "undermined the country's planned economy" -- because he had just treated a wounded comrade-in-arms and had also injured his leg and said:

"Instructor - you, stay, slow down with the wounded.

I led the warriors to quickly take the hill. Let's run first!

If there is an accident, you - take care!"

The instructor understands that his "running forward" means danger and sacrifice, and the sharp knife soldier means hastening death.

Besides, supporting the wounded and sick to march together in such a hurry may really delay the excellent fighters.

So, the instructor said, "Company commander, let me take a soldier to detect the minefield!"

The company commander immediately understood the instructor's intentions, and his tears instantly welled up in his eyes, and he said categorically:

"No, I'll go, your wound is still bleeding! I'm going to continue to partner with you! We've been together for five years!"

The instructor smiled calmly and coldly:

"Yes, company commander, we have never blushed, nor have we ever harmed each other, I am very content.

When the war is over, you and Tu Die will go to see my son, my parents, and your sister-in-law, and hand over my package to them.

Let them know that I haven't embarrassed them!"

After saying that, he chose a recruit soldier from his hometown who was injured and his own brother, and ran forward quickly, that vigorous step, how could he ever be like a man with bleeding legs?

In the distance, you can see the mountain you are about to reach, the bald mountain red soil, the original Tu Die Forest, has been bombarded and burned by artillery fire and there is nothing left.

That may be ten minutes away, but now it is a precarious minefield trap, when will you be able to successfully complete the mission!

There are only seventeen minutes left before the chief's order to complete the task!

Every warrior was exhausted in the hope of a miracle.

Sure enough, their old scalper-like instructors created the miracle of war.

You see, like a hero born out of nowhere, in the open field where five warriors had already died, he suddenly fell to the top of the red earth like a sudden attack, and then accelerated and rolled his body forward!

What a heroic character!

The generals of the whole company were dumbfounded: they watched him on that red earth, rolling and tumbling violently and rapidly, with such speed, great strength, and good effect, that almost all the soldiers and officers could not believe it.

- In the background of the blazing picture, there was a deafening explosion!

So, their amiable and respectable instructors, in an instant, became air, became red clay, flew into the sky, and then fell down, and there was hardly a trace of clothing, flesh or bones!

The other soldier who followed closely may have just had time to cry out "Commander-Guide-Member", and after that, he concocted such an earth-shattering scene!

Yes, the battlefield, the military order is like a mountain.

Fighters, the time will never come again!

Who are the heroes at the critical moment? Only the soldiers of our people!

Only the dark green strips of military trousers, torn into strips of cloth, floated eternally in people's field of vision.

Forever.

More than a dozen soldiers rushed up the hill and occupied the mountain ridge on the uneven bloody road.

On the other side of the mountain, the soldiers of the "Coconut Country" are climbing the cliff on the back.

It's so thrilling, if they occupy the mountain first, the consequences can be imagined.

The company commander gave an order, and Tu Die's men fired happily for a while, repelling the enemy's attack.

After an inventory of the battlefield, it was found that only one seriously wounded and dying soldier remained among the officers and men of the company who remained behind, but he had always stuck to his post as a radar sentry.

This is the state of war!

The butterflies who dreamed of becoming heroes have finally woken up!

In the baptism of blood and fire, the relationship between every officer and soldier began to become unscrupulous and unprecedentedly friendly and intimate.

It was also because of the radar company that they began to live a boring life in the cat cave day after day.

There are no vegetables, no hot meals, and sometimes even compressed biscuits and clean water.

As the days passed, they continued to stick to their posts, delivering accurate radar information to friendly forces in front of them.

They are like the eyes of airplanes and artillery, they are like the clairvoyants of war, as long as they are there, the war will be won step by step!

However, they had to always be five or six large men, crowded and sheltered in a small hole in the dirt.

It happened that during the rainy season, the pouring rain swept all over the place, and from time to time, the soil cave - Mao'er Cave was filled with half of the sewage, coupled with mosquito bites, and the stuffy and suffocating air became even more stuffy, suffocating, and it became almost an unusual thing to stick to the work in the cave.

The smell of rotten flesh is stinking, and the cat's ear piercing can barely keep people, but they still have to stay in it.

The warriors began to take advantage of the cool breeze at night, even if it was a danger of life, to feel and enjoy the luxury paradise of normal living environment - to use the natural toilet outside the cave for squatting and defecation.

Every morning and evening, the warriors changed their orders and used the passwords they had to use when they met, because the enemy was on another hill a kilometer away.

There was also a time when two enemies came from a cliff in the dark and were killed by a sentry because of the wrong password.

After that, everyone was in a cold sweat.

The company commander always wanted to forbid everyone to go out, but seeing that there were only seven soldiers left in a company one after another, he really couldn't bear to see and hear a fact:

When the young warriors died of the enemy's cold guns day and night, or died of plague, flu, sweltering heat, and suffocation, they all just longed for it once, so that he could enjoy the wonderful natural scenery and natural air again!

For a month, in the dead of night, the company commander would let the soldiers take turns to go to the entrance of the cave to defecate, also for hygiene, but also to take care of those shy comrades-in-arms who would not release the feces in full view.

War, cruel to the extreme.

Patience, forbearance to the limit.

Justice and ugliness exist in an eclectic way.

One day, Tu Die was on duty as a night sentry in the middle of the night.

In the cold moonlight, he suddenly noticed that in the hazy moonlight, a vague black shadow poked its head out of the cliff and began to touch the mouth of our cat's cave.

He immediately trembled, nervous, and shouted, "Who?

The black shadow not only "squeaked, wow, wow" and didn't know what to say, but his accent was obviously like the dialect of "Coconut Country", and he even simply stood up and ran directly to the cat hole!

Tu Die immediately made a decision, while shouting: "Stop, run again, I'll shoot!", while pulling the trigger with the index finger of his right hand, first towards the sky, and then towards the black shadow - "boom-boom" sounded twice, dozens of meters away, the black shadow fell to the ground with a "poof" sound.

Xiao Tan, who was a soldier together in the same year, was the first to run out of the cat hole.

Because he understands that he can only set off when Huang Haoxiong comes back, that is, it will be his turn to go out and let off steam.

As a result, Huang Haoxiong, who was joking with him twenty minutes ago, died under the gun of his comrade-in-arms Tu Die!

Mere, because, Huang Haoxiong, who was slurred in speech, did not clearly answer the password of the night: "Nanjing!"

After all, comrade-in-arms Tu Die is also to protect the lives of all these close comrades-in-arms who are still fighting in the world!

This is a battlefield of life and death!

A thousand kilometers ahead, there is the enemy camp.

However, Huang Haoxiong has passed away in the end.

After the incident, Tu Die completely collapsed.

He didn't eat, drink, or sleep for three days and three nights, and his eyes were dumbfounded, straight and staring straight ahead.

Maybe everyone who kills their relatives with their own hands will have a serious psychological shadow and almost reach a state of mental breakdown, right?

This almost tossed the company commander's class of people who were still alive to death.

Think about it, this is the front line, a total of five or six people who are still alive, in this extreme cave, both to survive and to do so many things.

What a need for manpower!

Now that one has died, one has fallen, and the worst thing is that there is still someone to accompany and take care of him, which is really sad, anxious, worried and annoying!

As for grief and other feelings, they can no longer be extravagant.

War means death, and it is the duty of the company commander to comfort those who are still alive.

Finally, under the strong recommendation of the company commander "trick" and incentive mechanism, the chief came from the rear command with an exciting good news:

Agree to ask for merit for Comrade Tu Die and for Comrade Huang Haoxiong to report for martyrdom!