…… When Lao Wu returned to Baijia Village with the remains of the sacrificed recruits and soldiers, Baijia Village in the broad daylight, but there were bursts of heart-wrenching crying, Lao Wu quietly looked at the pain of the villagers who lost their relatives in silence, and some even white-haired people sent black-haired people, although he knew that these recruit comrades died for the country, their sacrifice was meaningful and great.

For the sake of truth and faith, Wu is also always ready to sacrifice himself, he has no relatives, but in his opinion, if one day he sacrifices for his faith and country, his relatives should never cry bitterly, they should be proud of him.

But after all, it is the people in front of him, how can Lao Wu use higher standards to criticize them?

The reason why the living soldiers continue to charge without looking back is not indifference, let alone ruthlessness, but thousands of martyrs have fallen on the road to strive for the independence and strength of the famous race, so what does it matter if there are a few dead comrades? What's the harm with dying yourself?

When everyone has already made up their minds to sacrifice at any time, death is actually very uneventful.

Of course, it is too unrealistic to think about this, before coming, the company commander Han Feng specially explained that the sacrifice of the recruit comrades this time is his responsibility, and when consoling the families of the fallen recruit comrades, he must settle down and have a good attitude, if there are villagers who have lost their relatives because of his Han Feng's mistakes, and feel angry, Han Feng is willing to take time to go down the mountain to make amends, and let the people beat and scold.

Of course, Lao Wu couldn't let this kind of thing happen, and since he followed the company commander Han Feng for a while, he had already fallen to the ground for admiring this genius commander who was far younger than himself, experienced and decent, and had a strong national integrity.

Company commander Han Feng seems to have a kind of charm, a kind of sharpness, a kind of self-confidence that there is absolutely no difficulty that can trouble him, a kind of domineering spirit that no enemy can stop him, a kind of sharpness that dares to say and do, dare to fight, and a kind of sharpness that can lead the team out of the encirclement of the Japanese army and fight bloodily with personal command.

This kind of charm and sharpness condensed into Han Feng's convincing, not only Lao Wu, but also in the entire independent company, there was no disobedience to Han Company Commander.

Lao Wu thought clearly, although he knew that the people who were simple and kind, and who had national righteousness in their hearts, would never do that excessive thing, but if it really happened, he would put all the responsibility on himself and be scolded and beaten instead of the company commander.

The company commander is the god of war of the independent company, and how can the banner, and how can the banner be a little frustrated and humiliated?

The scene in front of him made Lao Wu's heart sink to the bottom, and the villagers wept in grief and indignation, they couldn't believe it, "Aren't they just good?" How did you just go up the mountain and become like this? ”

"Child, it was my mother who hurt you! If I knew this, my mother shouldn't have let you go into the mountains and join any guerrilla army! ”

"My son? You said you were good, you had to join the Eighth Route Army! How can you let the old lady live......"

The villagers wept bitterly and told their inner regrets, injustices, and anger.

Lao Wu's heart swelled with a touch of complexity, how he wanted to tell the villagers, yes, your children are sacrificed, you are in pain, why don't we cry bitterly, but for the sake of national independence, in order to drive the devil out of China, even if this pain is thousands of times more, it is worth it!

But Lao Wu didn't say it after all, he didn't even dare to immediately bring up the matter of pensions, it seemed to be buying human lives, what was the difference between it and Guojun?

Lao Wu clenched his fist full of calluses and cracks tightly, his joints were a little white because of excessive force, and the toenails of his hands that had not been twisted for a long time poked into his palms fiercely, bringing Lao Wu the pain in his heart.

However, at this moment, this pain relieved Lao Wu, as if immersed in this physical pain, he could temporarily forget the pain in his soul.

Hao Fang, who went down the mountain with Lao Wu, walked out of the team, he was the native family of Baijia Village, and there were more than a dozen recruits who stood out with Hao Fang, who were all people of Baijia Village before joining the independent company.

Hao Fang said to Aunt Wang in a calm that suddenly matured: "Auntie, don't cry, Brother Tie is a hero, this time the devils went into the mountains to encircle and suppress us, and Brother Tie killed four devils alone!" Our company commander said that Brother Tie was a good example.

Auntie, Brother Tie is gone, we are all very sad, but don't cry, we are all brothers of Brother Tie, the company commander said that the Eighth Route Army is the children of the people, if the villagers are willing, any Eighth Route Army is their son. ”

"Mother!" Hao Fang took the lead and shouted.

More than a dozen recruits straightened their chests together and shouted at Aunt Wang, "Mother-"

Lao Wu and the remaining veterans of the Independent Company did not hesitate, and also saluted and shouted, "Mother-"

Aunt Wang was stunned, Hao Fang and his entourage grew up watching her, and it was okay to call her mother, but this leading comrade of the Eighth Route Army, when he was old, maybe he was almost as good as himself, and he actually called himself mother like the children.

Aunt Wang finally wiped away her tears, walked to the team with emotion, patted this, touched that, and slowly rolled down the tears from the corners of her eyes that were still moist, "Okay!" Good! All right! They're all good boys, good boys! I should be happy to have you brothers in my family. ”

Hao Fangdao: "Mother, you shouldn't be sad, but you should be proud of Brother Tie and your sons, guess how many devils we killed in this battle?" ”

When it comes to devils, the pain in my heart is immediately replaced by anger and hatred, the devils persecuted Baijia Village a lot, Baijia Village was also a big village before the war of aggression against China, but how many people are left now? How many villagers in Baijia Village were killed by little devils......

"Kid, how many devils have you killed?"

"More than eight hundred, a whole Japanese brigade, our independent company has sacrificed more than 100 people, mother, listen to it, don't you relieve your anger?"

The villagers of Baijia Village were stunned, although they didn't understand the concept of war damage very well, but Uncle Liu said it clearly:

"Fang Zi is right, yesterday I saw a bunch of Japanese soldiers entering the mountain, good guys, that bunch of people, just a few of them, can kill all the people in our village, but I didn't expect all of them to die in the mountains.

Fangzi, you are avenging our fellow villagers who were killed by devils! ”

Hao Fang said: "Uncle, then I killed eleven devils by myself!" ”

"Hey, there's a chance, there's a chance!" Old Uncle Liu patted Hao Fang's shoulder and smiled with satisfaction, just laughing and laughing but shedding tears.

"Uncle, why are you still crying?"

"The wind is strong, it's blowing."

"Uncle, you know? Brother ...... Birth"

"Okay, okay...... It's all good, I heard that my son also killed two devils this time! I have time to worship my ancestors, so that the ancestors are also happy, and my family has a little hero! No, I'm going to ......."

Old Uncle Liu said, pushing away the crowd and heading in the direction of home, but the thin back looked a little bleak and desolate no matter how you look at it......