The rain was pouring down on the ground.

The old man was lying on a recliner with a radio beside him, listening to the sound of a torrential downpour, listening to a cacophony of radio programs about a battle that had taken place in the Zenda area many years ago.

An unpopular channel broadcasts a very old-fashioned story, but the old man listens to it with relish, as if he has experienced it himself.

The downpour outside the house was still pouring wildly, and a thunderbolt suddenly lit up the whole world, and looking out along the old man's house, there was a continuous stream of graves.

In the brief light given by God, a large expanse of space around the old man's living environment could be clearly seen, except for the continuous grave bag directly opposite the old man's house.

"Insert an urgent news, the rainfall in our city has surged in the past few days, and the water flow of the Nu River far exceeds the warning line, please prepare for the transfer of residents along the Nu River! The People's Liberation Army (PLA) will evacuate civilians from all villages along the Nu River. ”

A message is constantly looped on TV and radio.

At the same time, several PLA units have made their way to villages along the Nu River, and they will be responsible for transferring all the people in the villages along the river.

Victory Village, a small village that slowly formed after the liberation, welcomed a group of "intruders" who braved the torrential rain in the pouring rain on this night.

"Please bring your easy-to-carry items to the entrance of the village! Comrades of the People's Liberation Army will escort everyone to a safe place! Please take a look at each other's neighbors! ”

The village chief braved the torrential rain and kept repeating with a loudspeaker, and the people of each household came out of their homes and moved towards the entrance of the village in the heavy rain.

At the entrance of the village, a number of military trucks whispered in the torrential rain, and the headlights illuminated the entrance of the village, illuminating the road for the people who dragged their families and mouths, and a group of young and enthusiastic People's Liberation Army, wearing raincoats that could not shelter the rain in the heavy rain at all, constantly greeted the people one by one and sent them into the carriage.

A little guy was carried into the carriage by the PLA, seeing that the little guy was cute, the PLA couldn't help but wipe the little guy's wet face with wet hands, the little guy smiled happily, and said in a voice full of children's voices: "Uncle PLA, you are the cutest people." ”

The People's Liberation Army laughed, revealing two tiger teeth, and he said, "Call the People's Liberation Army brother." ”

"It's Uncle PLA!" The little guy said stubbornly.

"Okay" The People's Liberation Army looked helpless, and retaliated by pinching the face of the little guy, and said in his heart, little boy, brother, I am only eighteen! It's eighteen years old!

Pinched the little child, the People's Liberation Army got out of the car and continued his mission, he helped the old man, carried the child, and cooperated with his comrades, and soon filled the carriages of the two military trucks.

The military trucks were fully loaded, and the people who came out of the village could no longer be seen, but the PLA was not at ease, so they stepped forward one by one to ask the people inside, whether their neighbors were all around, and whether there were any lonely and widowed elderly people left at home.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no one left, the group of PLA soldiers who were drenched in the torrential rain finally let go of their hearts, and the village chief, accompanied by the two PLAs, quickly ran over from outside and said to the company commander:

"The water level is rising again! It's less than three meters away from the march! We've got to go! ”

The company commander subconsciously asked: "Are you sure there are no leftover fellows around?" ”

"It's not bad!" The village chief suddenly shouted: "Nantianmen! ”

"Nantianmen?" The company commander subconsciously looked at the mountain peak not far away and asked, "What's wrong with Nantianmen?" ”

The village chief said anxiously: "There are more than a thousand tombs on the Nantian Gate, and there are a few strange old men who take turns guarding there!" After the village chief finished speaking, he regretted it again, and hurriedly remedied: "Nantianmen is high, and the Nu River flood will definitely not flood there, comrades of the People's Liberation Army, let's go first." ”

The village chief was worried that the PLA would be stupid, and the water level of the Nu River was only three meters away from the bridge crossed by the march, and it would be bad if the PLA made a fool and went to Nantianmen to pick up people.

But what he was worried about was something, and the company commander took a breath and said, "No! The rain is so heavy, it will be bad if there is a landslide in Nantianmen! Saved! ”

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, the water level of the Nu River is only three meters away from the march! In case of a wave, the march will be directly drowned! ”

The company commander Zhengse said: "We are the People's Liberation Army, and we will never leave a single ordinary person behind!" Village Chief, you go first, just leave me a car, Xiao Xia, follow me! ”

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army!" The village chief shouted anxiously, but the company commander was unmoved, and brought the eighteen-year-old who had two small tiger teeth like a flower, and rushed into the darkness with a flashlight.

The sound of the radio was completely extinguished, not that there was no signal, but that the battery was dead, and the old man went down the house, but he couldn't find a usable battery, so he could only laugh and say to himself:

"This God, I have deprived myself of the pleasure of listening to the radio, guys, do you think this God is bullying my old man?"

"Yes!"

The old man seemed to have heard a lot of joking answers from his friends, so he laughed and said with a smile: "You guys, you have been lying down for decades and still have no life?" ”

He smiled, smiled and smiled but slowly sank his face.

Squeak

The old man pushed open the window, and in another thunderbolt of light, he took in all the grave bags outside the house.

He was silent for a long time in the heavy rain that rushed into the house, and then murmured: "My fault, my fault, I shouldn't have let you die without a place to be buried, I shouldn't have let you die without a place to be buried."

The old man whispered to the dense grave pack.

People have always thought that under these graves lies the remains of a corpse who died for the country.

People have always believed that there are thousands of heroic souls buried on the Nantian Gate who cannot return home.

But the old man knows,

The grave pile of Nantianmen is empty

Because, eighty percent of the people are dead, but there is no place to bury them!

The rain continued to pour down.

Two embarrassed figures crawled the step-like mountain road.

A company commander, a small soldier.

The company commander said, "Fortunately, this mountain road is the same as the steps, otherwise we wouldn't have wanted to climb it." ”

The soldier said, "Company commander, this looks like it was chiseled out by a person." ”

"Who's so idle about this?" The company commander muttered, and the two resumed their embarrassment and silence, and continued to crawl with difficulty, and finally, they reached the mountainside of Nantianmen, and saw a continuous grave bag in a sudden thunderbolt.

"Oh my God! So many graves! The creep was shocked.

"There were battles here during the Anti-Japanese War, and these graves should have been left at that time." The company commander said uncertainly, but he secretly regretted in his heart that he should have paid tribute to these martyrs here a long time ago, and all the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country are worthy of worship by their descendants, because they have forged the backbone of a country!

The house opposite the tomb is very conspicuous, and the light from the house makes the embarrassed two people have infinite strength, this trip is not in vain, these embarrassments are not in vain!

The two of them ran quickly towards the house in the rain, and when they got closer, the company commander said, "Make some noise!" Don't scare the elderly! ”

The little soldier muttered in his heart: Guarding so many graves, can you be brave? Of course, muttering and muttering, he still shouted loudly: "Uncle! Are you there? Are you there? We are the PLA! ”

Inside the house.

The old man was stunned when he heard the sudden sound, and hurriedly pushed the door open, and two embarrassed figures were walking not far away.

"Crazy! With such a heavy rain, you are running all over the world? The old man immediately reprimanded, and the angry rebuke made the company commander and the soldier stunned, this doesn't seem right, right?

Obviously we're here to save people, right?

Although the company commander muttered in his heart, he smiled on his face and walked into the humble house in the heavy rain:

"Old man, it's going to be flooding!"

"Nonsense! Chanda has not had such a heavy and long rain for decades, so it's no wonder that the Nu River doesn't make trouble! The old man said angrily, looked at the two of them who had become soup chickens, and said, "Crazy, you guys! It's raining so hard, why are you running here? ”

"Can you do it? Of course, it's to take you with the elderly! The little soldier with small tiger teeth blamed and said: "Your old man is also a big heart, and the rain is so heavy, aren't you afraid of mudslides and the like in Nantianmen?" Old man, clean up, we'll take you away! ”

The old man was stunned, and said hesitantly, "You went up the mountain just to take me down?" ”

"yes, or we're going crazy and going up the mountain in such a heavy rain?" The company commander glared at the soldier and said, "Old man, communication is inconvenient here, you must not have received the broadcast, you quickly clean up, we will take you down!" ”

The old man looked at the two of them who had fallen more than once when they climbed up, and said hesitantly: "For me, old man, are you worth it?" ”

"Hey, old man, what are you talking about? We are the People's Liberation Army, is it not our responsibility to protect the people? You, don't talk about this, clean it up, Xiao Xia and I will take you down! The company commander said with a smile, and the soldiers on the side also nodded: "The march is almost flooded, we have to go quickly." ”

A thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and the old man's mind went back to many years ago, when someone on the South Heavenly Gate had said something similar to him.

The old man was stunned, and at the urging of the little soldiers, he suddenly said: "When the disaster happens, the soldiers naturally stand in front of the people, and the torture of the disaster is tormented, and the soldiers plunge into the disaster to save the people they are guarding." ”

The company commander and the soldier looked at each other, not knowing what the old man meant.

"Many years ago, on there," said the old man, pointing to the peak, "a little bastard surnamed Xia told me so, and he said that such a soldier is a soldier. ”

The company commander suddenly knew that the old man was a man with a story, but at this moment, it was not the turn of the old man to be so "leisurely", he could only signal the soldiers to urge, and he retained the right to be a good person The old man's temper must be weird, and he must follow it.

The little soldier was about to urge, but he heard the old man continue: "Later, the bastard boy surnamed Xia taught many people to be such soldiers, and later, many people joined here and became such soldiers."

"He's called Earning"

The old man's story was not told to the company commander, because the company commander and the little soldiers were next to protect the old man from the rain down the mountain road like steps, and in the roar of the flood, he walked through the march that was about to be swallowed up.

The company commander carried the old man on his back and was racing against the flood that engulfed everything.

A thunderbolt once again illuminated the whole world, and on the South Heavenly Gate, mud and stone rolled, swallowing everything.

When the little soldier saw this scene, he had palpitations.

The old man looked back at Nantianmen, which had begun to roar and landslide like many years ago, and said in a strange murmur: "Nantianmen"

A mudslide swallowed up all traces on the Nantian Gate, and also swallowed up the place where a group of people had fought and died, but the old man was alive and began to tell a story to many, many people from a long time ago, the story of a man who brought a group of people into the light.

The story is actually very unlikable,

It's just that the old man witnessed the "illusory" depicted by a person a long time ago, and was told by a group of soldiers named the Chinese People's Liberation Army with real actions that it was not illusory,

That's real.

The old man later thought that the group of people who finally died on the Nantian Gate and had no place to be buried, they really fulfilled their duties as soldiers.

Defend the family, defend the country, and protect the people.

The first is the latest.