Comrade, comrade, wake up, a burst of anxious voices suddenly came into my ears, and then I felt myself being grabbed and shaken violently, 'Okay, okay, don't shake it, I said quickly. I'm falling apart. Hearing my voice, the man finally stopped his raving of me. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, probably because of the poor amount of alcohol, I still have a dizzy feeling, I rubbed my eyes, and slowly opened them. But when I opened my eyes, I was amazed by what I saw.

I was surrounded by a group of heavily armed soldiers, dressed in dark coats, with a thick hat on their heads, a pair of cloth shoes, a long rifle on their backs, and grenades and bullets on their chests, just like the soldiers of the last century seen on television. What's going on? I came to my senses instantly. Could it be the crew filming the film? Before I could look further and think about it, I was dragged up. "Why are you still sitting on the ground? You're not too cold. "I always felt that I had lost something, and then I felt that my hands were empty, and then I realized that I didn't know when I lost my medal.

What about medals? I said as I looked down for the medallion. 'Hey, what's wrong with you?' The man asked impatiently. While looking for it, he replied: "I'm sorry, big brother, I drank too much last night, and I came to your crew by accident, I found my things and left, can you help?" "Silent, terrible silence, hearing my words, the surroundings instantly fell silent, and a big man holding a machine gun next to him whispered to the man who pulled me up: 'Platoon commander, I heard that if people stay in the cold for too long, their brains will ...... This comrade is afraid. ’

I ignored their words and looked around as I searched for the medallion. Nearby, there is a white snow that can not be seen as far as the eye can see, and nothing can be seen except snow. I looked down and saw that I had the same uniform as them, and I felt backwards, and there was a long rifle behind my back. What the hell is going on?

I could not help being stunned, and the man who dragged me up saw that I was stunned, and immediately rushed to me, put his hands on my shoulders, and asked me cordially and anxiously; 'Comrade, do you remember something?' I asked slowly, "Where is this?" North Korea, the man said cautiously. I felt like my head was exploding, buzzing. What the hell is going on? I came from the Guanzhong Plain to the icy North Korea in just one night, this is too, could it be that I am still dreaming? Or am I...... Who are you? Volunteers, volunteers like you. With a bang, my brain stopped thinking completely. Did I really cross over? No way, it's incredible.

At that moment, the crowd suddenly gave way, and a young man who looked like a cadre with a pistol at his waist walked quickly in front of me. When the man in front of me saw him, he let go of me and said happily: "Company commander, you are here, this comrade seems to be." The company commander interrupted him, motioned for him not to speak, and said to me: "Comrade, do you remember your name?" I nodded subconsciously, my name is Li Yuanchao. Where is your home? Guanzhong Chencang. So which unit are you from? I shook my head, back to the army, I'm not a person from this era at all. Of course, I couldn't have told him that. The company commander looked at me with some solemnity, he pursed his lips, and said to me; "Comrade, we are all Chinese People's Volunteers, we all have important tasks, you may not remember some things clearly, but look at the military uniform on your body, you are a volunteer soldier who defends the country, you have the responsibility and obligation to defend the country, so I order, you have been incorporated into the 1st Battalion and 1st Company of the 347th Regiment of the 116th Division of the 39th Army of the Chinese People's Volunteers." 2 platoon commander, he turned back to the man, shouldn't he call him 2 platoon commander now: "He belongs to you now." Try to remind him of "The 2 platoon commander solemnly saluted a military salute, yes.

After speaking, the company commander patted me on the shoulder and left, leaving me still stunned, the 2nd platoon commander looked at me, "It looks like a recruit too, um" The 2nd platoon commander pulled me over; "You just follow the first class, and the first squad leader doesn't let him get lost." The big man with the machine gun nodded. Alright, you can come with us now.

I haven't recovered from this series of events, and I'm just mechanically following them forward. The medal was gone, and I traveled to the Korean battlefield again, what is this, I covered my forehead in some pain. God, what kind of international joke are you playing on me. I'm going to reorganize my thoughts, think hard about where I'm going, and plan what I'm going to do next.

Comrade, are you feeling better? Just as I was thinking about my current situation. A voice came from behind me, and the owner of that voice poked me. I felt a familiar voice, and I turned around and said, 'Thank you for your concern, I'm much better.' But when I saw that person, my mind was messed up again, and I felt disconnected again. Because that person is so similar to my grandfather.

"Comrade, comrade, what's wrong with you." He looked at me strangely and asked me anxiously, holding me as he spoke. It's okay, it's okay, I said as I walked side by side with him, 'I just think you're a little familiar' I looked at him carefully, and I felt a familiar feeling between his eyebrows.

I am also from Guanzhong, and I am half a fellow countryman with you, he stretched out his hand with a smile: "My name is Li Ye, and I am your own family, and I am also in the same class." So saying, he looked around and whispered to me; "Our class, we are recruits, we both supervise each other and make progress together." I took his hand and held it tightly, and I felt a familiar warmth. That warmth accompanied me as I grew up.

Maybe this is the empathy of blood, at this moment I am sure that he is really a grandfather. The young man who was talking to me next to me was my grandfather when I was young. Same appearance, the same name as grandpa. It made me feel warm and dependent. It was really him, maybe God heard my call and sent me to my young grandfather to be reunited in this way.

Perhaps, sometimes, parting is for a more wonderful reunion, grandpa left me the medal on his deathbed, and I also came here because of the medal, and met my grandfather when I was young, God is really wonderful, and sent me to grandpa in this way.

Something suddenly occurred to me, the medal was missing, and here I was. Does that mean I get an exact medal and I can go back to modern times? Go home, I know it sounds a little incredible, but it's not impossible when you think about it. When I thought of this, I immediately had the motivation to move forward. Then I saw my grandfather next to me, and he looked at me with some confusion. With a goal, there will be motivation in life, not confused, make contributions on the battlefield, accumulate meritorious deeds, and get that medal, so that you can go home. Of course, the most important thing is to protect grandpa. Maybe it's not a bad thing to come here.

I looked firmly into the distance, planning the next event in my heart, and my grandfather suddenly poked me and asked me with some concern: "Comrade, are you okay?" I smiled and looked at him;" Do you know? Sometimes, parting is for a more wonderful reunion"