He Zhijun said for a long time, but seeing that Zhang Lu didn't seem to have any reaction, his face sank slightly, and he asked, "Zhang Lu, what do you think?" ”

Zhang Lu's heart was in a mess, his eyes were itching violently, where could he listen to it, he was absent-minded, and blurted out: "I don't feel exciting enough!" ”

Stimulate?!

He Zhijun frowned, didn't say anything, and directly took Zhang Lu to see the battle scene.

On the small screen, there are footage of battles.

There is a scene of the Anti-Japanese War, *** bombed the bunker, and the hero *** held up the explosive bag in his hand.

There was a loud bang.

The bunker was blown up, but the hero was also in a fire, completely disappeared, and died heroically.

Flying to seize the Luding Bridge, the revolutionary martyrs, not afraid of death, climbed the iron cable under the rain of machine guns.

A martyr who was shot fell from the iron lock into the Dadu River.

On the Korean battlefield, the Mi army bombed, and he endured the flames and burned himself, motionless, and was finally swallowed by the flames.

In addition to the previous ones, there is also the modern battlefield, where an unsung hero, a grenade thrown at the enemy by flying pounces.

sacrificed himself, was blown up by a grenade, and protected his comrades-in-arms on the side.

……

Wait a minute!

Each one is a scene of heroic fighting, seeing death as home, fearless sacrifice, and playing on a loop on the wall.

Singing and crying, respectable and lamentable!

Without the sacrifices of these heroes, it would not have been possible to exchange for today's peace and tranquility.

Someone always has to die on the battlefield, it's inevitable.

But no matter who you are, seeing these scenes will be like receiving a special baptism.

He Zhijun is a veteran on the battlefield, and what he is most afraid of is seeing these pictures.

Because every time he looked at it, he would think of his comrades-in-arms who fought side by side on the battlefield of South Vietnam.

One by one, their comrades-in-arms fell and fell in a pool of blood, their voices and smiles vividly in their minds.

He Zhijun chose to leave, leaving Zhang Lu to be baptized here, and also arranged a guard to keep an eye on Zhang Lu, and he was not allowed to go anywhere.

Even if there is feces and urine, pull it in the crotch of your pants first, and you must receive ideological education.

Zhang Lu stared at the battle footage on the wall, the scene of flesh and blood flying, and he was in awe of the veterans in his heart.

The whole picture was red, as if it was covered in blood.

Zhang Lu was infected and unknowingly entered the seed world of the flower on the other side.

On the red earth, I don't know if this is the Yellow Spring Road.

The red manju sawa bloomed in large numbers, as if the earth was covered with red.

From a distance, it looks like a carpet of blood, like a red flag dyed red with the blood of a martyr.

This strange road to the Yellow Springs does not have any ghosts.

Whining.

The trumpet sounded suddenly.

"Rush!"

"For victory, charge!"

"Follow me, rush!"

The trumpets sounded, and the slogans of the offensive were frantically sounded.

The sound of charging into the sky rose in an instant, resounding throughout the space.

Not a single figure was seen.

But Zhang Lu could feel that there were thousands of people beside him, constantly passing by and charging towards him.

Da-da-da-da.

There seemed to be several heavy machine guns in front of them, firing heavily.

The trajectory of the ballistic with the light of fire flew by like a meteor in front of him.

The guns rained down, and the enemy's fire was unusually ferocious.

Flutter.

Zhang Lu felt like he had been hit by a bullet, and strangely, he didn't feel any pain.

It's just that the blood is rushing from the wound of the bullet.

As if he was inexplicably pulled, Zhang Lu kept walking forward, the bullets came from him, and he was shot in the body, but he never fell.

After a while, Zhang Lu turned into a bloody man, and his blood spurted out and landed on the red flower.

Zhang Lu felt something in his heart, a sublimation of emotion, surging.

Manzhu Sawa is as red as fire, on the Huangquan Road, like fire illuminates the road ahead.

This is the only scenery and color on the Yellow Springs Road, guiding the soul to the hell of the netherworld.

And the blood of the martyrs guided the soldiers to the road to victory.

War is brutal!

But the soldiers died fearlessly, fought bravely in order to protect their families and defend the country, and wrote heroic hymns with their lives.

The tragic and heroic chapters shook Zhang Lu's heart.

Zhang Lu felt his body tremble and tears gushed out.

It's an emotional resonance.

Before becoming a soldier, Zhang Lu also watched the Martyrs' Memorial Hall and the Martyrs' Cemetery, although his heart was also stirred, and he also admired the unsung heroes who died heroically for victory.

But I still can't reach the point of resonance, I haven't been on the battlefield, how can I understand the cruelty of the battlefield.

I haven't been in the barracks, how can I feel the boiling blood of being a soldier.

Joined the fire phoenix, rushed to the battlefield with the female soldiers again and again, and fought to the death with fierce enemies.

He can understand, can understand why those revolutionary martyrs threw their heads and spilled their blood!

If you choose to be a soldier and have no regrets, you are destined to move forward in the midst of artillery fire!

That day, this footstep stopped, and there was nothing.

Later, there are more and more comrades-in-arms, generously going to righteousness and rushing to the other side of victory!

Strange to say, when Zhang Lu had an emotional resonance, the itchy feeling in his eyes began to weaken.

"Watching the Martyrs' Memorial can also help with feelings?"

Zhang Lu is a little strange, the perception of the flower on the other side is too peculiar, it actually needs people to arouse emotional resonance in order to further understand.

Maybe that's the extraordinary thing about the flowers!

This kind of legendary flower, Zhang Lu always feels that it is extraordinary everywhere, and its seed ability actually involves the eyes.

And that Manju Sawa Pupil, it seems that it is not just about broadening your horizons.

At this time, He Zhijun returned.

He just wanted to ask Zhang Lu how he felt, but when he saw Zhang Lu's appearance, he suddenly stopped.

"This kid ......"

He Zhijun can't remember how many soldiers he has brought and been here.

But he knew very well that no one gave him such a big impression like Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu burst into tears, and tears gushed out as if the embankment had burst.

There was no choking, no crying.

Just stood silently, looking at the heroic picture on the wall, and crying silently, which was obviously extremely touched in my heart.

It also shows that these heroes and martyrs have deeply touched Zhang Lu, and his heart has completed a baptism and sublimation.

Without the enthusiasm to serve the country, without firm ideals and beliefs, no matter how strong the strength is?

He Zhijun saw the enthusiasm in Zhang Lu's body to serve the country, and he was immediately moved in his heart, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he praised in his heart: "This is a good soldier, Zhong!" ”