"You have to learn one thing, and that is to be as relaxed as possible and ready to deal with death."

The wild man sat on the wooden pier and eased his senses, and his kind gaze could be said to quickly scan Luo Qingxuan's whole body, but he was most concerned about a few wounds that were more obvious and difficult to treat.

The rest of his body parts, he no longer paid attention to them, but sighed at the colorful hanging paintings, although there was no space and time to appreciate and be appreciated.

A small wind blew in from the mouth of the cave, lapping the rock wall, Luo Qingxuan's dark hair swayed slightly with the wind as in the past, and the picture was very beautiful.

There was a sudden flush on his cheeks, but it gave people more of a feeling of loss and loneliness, how beautiful the eyes were, but it seemed that he also fell into a little godlessness because of a different kind of depressed mind.

"Death is at any time, but we are ready."

Luo Qingxuan muttered in a low voice, but this did not escape the savage's keen hearing, he nodded slightly, and then said softly in the words of the man

"No matter who he is, he will always have a moment when he is afraid of death, what you need is to be fearless at the moment of real death, and not to sacrifice your life at will."

He paused, revealing a different kind of emotion in his words, which couldn't help but make Luo Qingxuan think of an old squad leader of his own, and he didn't remember much, so he had to continue to listen with his ears pricked up.

"When you are the captain and vice captain, the rank you carry is not only a right, but also an obligation, and you must give hope to your comrades-in-arms in the dark moments, not to give up on yourself and die together."

He fiddled with a wooden stick and threw it aside, waving his hands in the air seemingly meaninglessly, but they were staggered and coincidentally formed into a pattern.

"Saying so much, it may be a bit of a middle two, but you really don't need to sacrifice yourself when you shouldn't be sacrificing, if you have a glimmer of hope to live, you have to live, but when you have to sacrifice, you have to move forward."

Luo Qingxuan nodded, made a "clear" gesture, and smiled unconsciously, of course, the smile was very tactful and quiet.

"I think you should be experienced in a hundred battles, I really think you are very much like my daughter~ so quiet."

The wild man smiled, but it was very rustic, very pure, there was not much indulgence and scoundrel, the few large white teeth that were exposed had a peculiar humor, the dark skin looked very strong, and the long beard covered the chin, making it difficult to distinguish his appearance from the crowd.

"Uncle, a cultural person."

At this time, you shouldn't call it a savage, but an uncle.

He nodded, got up and walked to a dilapidated locker, opened the door panel that was about to fall to the ground, took out a graduation certificate from the East Asian Multilingual College, and proudly showed it to Luo Qingxuan.

The high degree did not hide his simple character, Luo Qingxuan took the graduation certificate and looked at it carefully, and then looked at the disheveled uncle in front of him with some shock, followed by praise and applause from the heart.

Luo Qingxuan blinked, gently handed back the graduation certificate to the uncle, and sat on the bed again.

This time, she completely dispelled her vigilance and indifference to her uncle, became more lively and cheerful, and gradually became full of confidence.

The uncle placed a rough map next to her, patted Luo Qingxuan on the shoulder, and picked up the tool to treat the wound.

"Yikes... Hurt! ”

At this moment, although Luo Qingxuan didn't scream too loudly, if she was injured next to her comrades, she didn't even dare to scream, she either gritted her teeth and insisted, or pretended to faint.

She opened her mouth slightly, but then closed it tightly after only a few seconds, her already flushed cheeks flushed, and her breathing began to speed up a little.

When she gritted her teeth and prepared to face the unbearable pain when treating the wound, she suddenly felt a trace of warmth, she looked at the uncle who was carefully healing herself, slowly learned to relax, and suddenly relaxed.

She always screamed inadvertently, but the uncle did not laugh and care, but was more focused and more careful to deal with it, without a trace of thoughts and behaviors that wanted to give up.

But that's it, the tears in the corners of Luo Qingxuan's eyes never fell, and he held back stiffly.

"Alright... Girl... You're just a kid to me, but when you go out, you're a soldier, a glorious Chinese soldier. ”

It's surprising that in this unforgiving land, it's hard to have refugees who treat soldiers as their relatives, and in general, they just frantically ask for it and then slip away.

It is difficult to have this kind of tolerance, understanding and care, and in this land, in other lands, or in any piece of land, there is little or no such care.

In the rigid soldiers, they will also be homesick, people are fleshy, and no soldier will shoot at the child wrapped in a ** bag for no reason, but the soldier takes obedience to orders as his duty, and he has to do it when he says it, which is fundamental.

It hurt all night, and it was not until the first rays of the sun shone on the earth in the morning that Luo Qingxuan gradually calmed down his mood, and sorted out his military uniform against a scratched mirror, and he had a new face.

I took the rough map and unfolded the whole picture, and found that the drawing was very fine, which was a little surprising, but more importantly, there was no high respect for this warrior.

Standing in front of the door, first standing upright, and performing a solemn military salute, everything is very serious, but it is always so touching.

Turning around, stepping out, the long river of time passed rapidly, and once again stepped into the flames of war and gunsmoke, bidding farewell to this warrior.

"Long live the Chinese People's Liberation Army! Long live the great unity of the people of the world! ”

"Long live you!"

The pace was getting farther and farther away, looking at the girl's back, and the uncle sat on the bench again, looking at the light rain outside the cave, playing a fan.