"Lao Wang, what's wrong with the 361 boat?!"

Seeing that his partner's face instantly turned pale, and there was this trembling tone. Political Commissar Lin and Li Siming also understood that something really happened.

"The 361 boat, including the captain and political commissar, has 70 officers and men."

Captain Wang's eyes rested on the binoculars, watching Chen Ming waving the flag and repeating.

At this, he paused. Neither Political Commissar Lin nor Li Siming noticed that Wang Changming's eyes under the telescope were bloodshot in an instant.

"70 officers and soldiers, all killed."

"What? How can it be? ”

Commissar Lin was shocked? How is this possible? Who has the ability to kill all the officers and men in a submarine in our territorial waters without a sound?

"The officers and men looked peaceful before they died, and the power inside the submarine is currently cut off. No specific inspection has been made, but the equipment is visually in good condition. ”

"The specific cause of death is unknown for the time being, please notify the base and the Eastern Fleet as soon as possible."

"Food on board, plenty of fresh water. I stayed behind to watch over them and send them home. Please keep coming back! ”

Captain Wang did not reply to Political Commissar Lin, and continued to read what Chen Ming wanted to say.

"No, captain, the officers and men of the 361st boat died strangely. Now the cause of death is unknown, and it is too dangerous for the old platoon to stay! What if something is not clean? ”

When Li Siming, who was born in the countryside, heard the captain's words, he immediately thought of some strange things mentioned by the old man in the village when he was a child, and hurriedly spoke.

"Fuck you! Where is there something unclean. Even if there is, nothing can stand up to the integrity of our soldiers. ”

Captain Wang turned his head and glared at him and scolded. The bloodshot eyes looked particularly breathtaking.

"Hurry up and get down and call Daming to generate electricity. Then give the signal flag to Lao Tzu and bring it up. ”

"Okay, Lao Wang. I know you're uncomfortable, but don't be angry with the warriors. ”

Political Commissar Lin motioned to Li Siming to hurry up with his eyes, and said to Lao Wang.

"70 brothers. The 70 brothers who are alive are so inexplicably gone? ”

"How will their families live in the future? Their fathers, husbands, sons. It's all gone. ”

Captain Wang is an early and second-generation submariner in China. At that time, in order to get rid of the technological blockade of the great powers. Scientists are gritting their teeth and desperately trying to make their own submarines.

But the foundation is there, and the trial and error step by step has led to today.

History will remember the great people.

But in that process, the sailors who died could only live in the memories of some people. Turned into a number in the history book of the future, and even the name will not be left.

But Wang Changming will always remember those people in that era. Therefore, his heart is extremely painful.

"Captain, Da Ming has already generated electricity. This is the semaphore. ”

Li Siming had a signal flag on his waist, hurriedly climbed up, and handed it to the captain.

Inside the 401 boat, I just breathed a sigh of relief, and I was ready to return to the joyful, relaxed atmosphere, with Li Siming's conversation with the Guantong member Daming. In an instant, it became audible for a pin drop.

Captain Wang took the signal flag and waved it at Chen Ming.

"Salute to the officers and men of the 361st boat, the 361st boat, and the guardians of the heroic souls! We're waiting for you to get home! ”

Then he put down the flag, took off his hat, and raised his right arm in the direction of the 361 boat.

Li Siming and Lin Zhen maintained a saluting posture after the same movements.

Chen Ming saw the movements of the three of them, and also raised his right arm.

The people on both boats did not lower their arms first.

After a while, a sailor, another sailor, and another sailor suddenly crawled out of the dark back of Boat 401. Until the submarine is put on its back, and the station is full. Everyone saluted in the direction of the 361 boat.

No one was the first to put down their arms, and Chen Ming knew that they were waiting for their own moves. In other words, he was waiting, the heroic soul of the 361 boat he represented, and the 361 boat was the first to put down his arms and accept their salute.

After a long time, Chen Ming put down his arm. It is not that he covets the treatment of leaders, but that he wants to replace the officers and men of the 361 boat and accept more memories from the world.

"401 boat, all officers and men. Let's go home! ”

Wang Changming, put down his arm. Shouted.

However, this time, it was not applauded by all the officers and soldiers.

They went home, but their comrades, who were close at hand, never returned. Perhaps, I will be the same as the 361 boat next time? They don't know. When every submariner joins the submarine force, he is ready to make sacrifices.

But they never saw death with their own eyes.

Everyone returned to their battle positions with a heavy atmosphere. No one laughs, no one relaxes. Even Captain Lei Jun, who has always liked Ge You's paralysis, is standing straight in the chart room at this moment.

Chen Ming watched the 401 boat slowly sail away, and after the whistle sounded. Slowly disappearing into the sea in the distance.

He stood there and did not move, perhaps the secret of the mysterious death of the officers and men of the 361 boat can be found in the boat. But he didn't care now, and he didn't want to think about it.

No matter what the truth is, it can't change the fact that the people are gone.

My mother had always feared that she would face the same fate as the boat under her feet. Chen Ming's thoughts were a little complicated.

He didn't know why he waved the signal "I'm going to stay" without thinking.

He didn't know that he had really seen the death he had feared the most. What exactly does it feel like in my heart?

Chen Ming sat on the command podium of the 361 boat and did not move.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Stars slowly climb into the night sky.

Didn't feel hungry, didn't feel thirsty.

Chen Ming thought of his father. Back then, his father accidentally fell into the sea because of a collision, and was soon swept away by the ocean current, and he disappeared.

Today, in the martyr's cemetery, in the grave of my father. Lying down, it was just a set of military uniforms before his death.

It was still folded by Xiao Chen Ming's own hands.

His mother lied to him at that time, and everyone who left went to heaven. Turned into stars and lived a good life. The brighter the star, the better that person was in the past, and the better he lived in heaven.

Chen Ming raised his head, and the North Star in the sky was radiating brilliant light.

Is that the father? Or the officers and men of the 361 boat? Or which ones, people I don't know?

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear it clearly."

"The one who looks up, the loneliness and sigh of the heart."

Polaris, can you hear the voices of the 70 souls below?

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you remember?"

"The figure that once walked with me and disappeared into the wind."

Polaris, tomorrow's you, can you remember these people who walked in front of you today?

"I pray for a transparent heart and eyes that shed tears."

Chen Ming sang here, looking at the group of dolphins that suddenly jumped out of the water in the distance, and the tears finally couldn't be contained.

The singing voice is also messy.

He didn't know why he was crying.

There may be 70 heroic souls, there may be their own fathers, they may have their own mothers, and they may cry themselves.

Perhaps, there will be a day in the future.

Like this, he will be laid to rest at the bottom of the sea.

Do you regret it?

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PS: This chapter makes my heart very stuffed. I'm a person with a very poor emotional life, and I don't know how to describe that feeling.

After the 361 boat incident in history, although there is accountability, although there are condolences.

But people are gone forever, even under the wave of SARS.

Few people remember that year, on the sea, there were 70 heroic souls who died forever.