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The non-commissioned officer was stunned for a moment, then made a "snap", saluted a military salute, and said with a solemn face: "I know where you come from, it's my honor for me to call you big brother."

Ye Tianming shook his head and didn't speak, he hadn't been to the Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery, it was very beautiful, it was a garden-style cemetery along the bluestone paved road, and when he walked halfway up the mountain, he followed a path to the right, and less than a hundred meters away was the cemetery of all the 'Blue Sword' team members

Ye Tianming counted carefully, 347, there were actually 347 'Blue Sword' team members buried here Slowly Ye Tianming looked carefully one by one, the names engraved on the tombstones, and the photos with smiles and military uniforms They are so young, and some are even younger than him Ye Tianming

Suddenly, the familiar faces on a photo, and the familiar names jumped into Ye Tianming's eyes and slowly walked forward, he suddenly smiled, but tears slipped from the corners of his eyes

"Your life is frozen here, your mission is ended here, the artillery is empty here, your thoughts are sublimated here, your culture is precipitated here, your military soul is purified here, but your young life continues here, brothers, I, Ye Tianming, have come to see you."

After saying that, he turned around and ordered the soldiers behind him to put down their things, and then opened all the wine, and then tore open the cigarettes and lit them one by one, and put them in front of the tombstones of a dozen brothers along with the food

After doing all this, Ye Tianming didn't speak, just stood there quietly, and in a blink of an eye, a red glow appeared in the sky, slowly expanding its scope, the entire mausoleum area was leisurely bathed in the soft light of the sunset Ye Tianming looked up at the sky, the afterglow of the sun reflected the red clouds, warming the entire clear sky, and painting everything with a beautiful rose color, that is a kind of golden, a color that does not belong to the plant itself, but it is so beautiful and charming, but for Ye Tianming, This kind of beauty is like the beautiful years that can never be returned, and it is the last drama of an era

Walking on the road of the western mountains at dusk, the setting sun dragged up his somewhat gloomy figure, and the non-commissioned officer had been following him, silently watching this soldier from the heroic unit

Suddenly, Ye Tianming saw a figure in front of the cemetery, he kept looking inside, and when he saw Ye Tianming looking at him, he turned around and left in a panic

The moment he turned around, Ye Tianming saw his face, "How is it possible?" How can it be so similar? Didn't he sacrifice? But is there anyone in this world who looks so alike? Thinking of this, as soon as Ye Tianming turned around and walked back, the non-commissioned officer didn't know what was going on and asked, "Brother Ye, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Tianming waved his hand, "Follow me" The non-commissioned officer followed closely behind Ye Tianming

Ye Tianming came to a tombstone, looked at the photo on it carefully and said, "Look at this photo" The non-commissioned officer looked at the photo suspiciously, not knowing what Ye Tianming meant

"Did you see that person down the hill just now?"

"I saw it, and he has to come several times a year, and every time he comes, he asks us to let him in, but this is not like the people's cemetery where you can enter casually, and you can't do it without a certificate, so he also stands outside all day when he comes."

Ye Tianming frowned and said, "Take a closer look, is he very similar to the person in this photo?" ”