After the old man finished speaking, he slowly took two steps back, took out a folded square piece of paper from his arms, and carefully unfolded it.

Someone in the crowd immediately brought out a table, and someone helped the old man spread the paper on the table.

The old man took the brush dipped in ink from a person's hand, the hand holding the pen trembled slightly, stared at Liu Cheng's eyes, and said word by word:

"Battalion Commander Liu, we know that there are rules in the team, and we don't want to talk about the number of people and names; We thought, tell us the names of the soldiers who died here, and we can give them incense sticks during the New Year's festival or something, so that they can know that there are still people who remember them.

These children's bodies are already cold, but you can't let their hearts be cold too! ”

Listening to the old man's words, Liu Cheng's nose instantly became a little sour, he took a deep breath, and drank in a deep voice:

"Tian Liuwa!"

"Here!"

"Get the list of soldiers who died in the independent battalion!"

"Yes!"

The work was not large, Tian Liuwa ran back with a box and handed it to Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng opened it carefully and took out a book-sized oilcloth bag from it, and inside were two one-finger-thick books.

On these two books, it is recorded that since Liu Cheng became the captain, the list of all the sacrificed soldiers, a total of 369 people.

Liu Cheng recorded in detail the name, age, place of origin, family situation, and the names of parents, brothers, and children of each fallen soldier.

Now,More than half of the second book has been written.,I don't know how many such books will be in the future.。

In the previous life, how many warriors sacrificed between the white mountains and black waters, in the end, they didn't even have a name, and no one even knew that they had ever existed, and they had fought for this country and the people of this land!

Although Liu Cheng still can't record the names of all the sacrificed fighters in the anti-Japanese team in the Northeast, at least the soldiers in his team must leave their names.

Not for the glory of future generations, but for future generations to know that there was once such a group of people who paid their lives to defend this land and for this war of the nation and the country!

Liu Cheng's voice was slightly choked; The hand holding the roster trembled slightly; But his body stood straight; His feelings are sincere and sincere; With this, pay tribute to the Heroic Spirit!

I don't know when, nearly 1,000 soldiers of the independent battalion silently appeared behind Liu Cheng, and they stood solemnly; And the people were increasing, and they were silent.

All eyes were staring at the brush in the old man's hand, and all ears were listening to the name that came out of Liu Cheng's mouth.

At this moment, whether it is the soldiers of the independent battalion or the people of Wudou Township, their hearts are connected together, mourning silently for those sacrificed soldiers, wishing them an afterlife, and seeing with their own eyes the peaceful and prosperous world they have exchanged for their blood and lives!

As Liu Cheng read out the last name, he gently closed the roster in his hand, carefully wrapped it in an oilcloth, put it in the box, and handed it to Tian Liuwa.

The old man slowly put down the brush in his hand, pulled up the corner of his clothes and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, the old man straightened his waist suddenly, turned around and looked at the people behind him with burning eyes, and said loudly:

"Lang Lang Qiankun, the Japanese invaded my Huaxia; We are weak, and we can only be bullied; Fortunately, there are righteous people who sacrifice their lives to protect each other, and blood stains the mountains and rivers!

These children, although they are young, have a great heart of righteousness and are not afraid of death!

Today, I, Chen Wugeng, am fortunate to be able to write their names by hand, just so that we and our descendants can remember these names! Remember the sacrifices they made for this country, for us, the common people! ”

After speaking, the old man turned around, let the person pick up the paper on the table that was densely filled with names, and knelt down heavily.

The people behind him also fell to their knees one after another.

At this time, the grandfather of the dog baby walked out of the crowd tremblingly, stood in front of the paper with the names of the sacrificed soldiers, and shouted with all his strength:

"One kowtow, worship the heroic spirit, life and death without regrets independent camp!"

"Kowtow again, sacrifice to all sentient beings, and don't forget your hometown and everlasting lantern!"

"Three kowtows, send Huangquan, cause and effect in this life and the fate of the next life!"

Liu Cheng stood there, his body tense and straight, and some of his muscles spasmed a little because he was too hard, but he kept gritting his teeth and holding on, without moving.

Tears had already blurred his vision, but he didn't want to wipe it.

Young faces flashed in front of his eyes one after another, they were either painful, unwilling, relieved, or relieved, that was the last expression they left to the world, to their parents, to their comrades-in-arms.

For this war, they paid the only thing in the world that they have no chance to start over, and they can afford the worship of any Chinese person!

After the three heads were kowtowed, Liu Cheng stepped forward to help Chen Wugeng up, and said loudly to the people:

"Folks! I thank you on behalf of those who have unfortunately died, thank you for recognizing them, and thank you for everything you have done today! Once again, I assure you that as long as there is one person left alive in our independent battalion, we will fight the Japanese to the end! Moreover, the final victory must belong to our Chinese people! ”

There are some things that are said on such a particular occasion and have a much better effect than the amount of blood shed and the death of many people.

Liu Cheng used to dislike these somewhat formalized language, but at this moment, every word he said was inspired by feelings!

After speaking, Liu Cheng turned around abruptly and ordered loudly to the soldiers of the independent battalion:

"Bullets loaded!"

"Shoot!"

More than 3,000 rounds of bullets were fired like this, but Liu Cheng did not feel a trace of distress.

Not to mention whether he can make his own bullets now, even if he can't, this is definitely not a waste.

Aren't hundreds of young lives as important as these 3,000 bullets?!

After firing the gun, Liu Cheng turned over and got on the horse, turned his head to look at Gao Yuan and Tian Liuwa, and said in a deep voice:

"Keep your home!"

Then he clamped the horse's belly between his legs, led the team to set off, and went straight to Liuhe County.

This is the place where Zhang Guanyi just sent someone to inform Liu Cheng of the assembly the day before yesterday, and with only the three words "Liuhe County", Liu Chengcheng already knew who he was going to deal with this time.

Shao Benliang, the most "important" traitor of the Japanese back then, is now the commander of the "suppression of bandits" in the "Eastern Side Road", and was awarded the rank of major general.

As I said before, Shao Benliang is not a straw bag, and the combat effectiveness of the main force under him, the "Old Seventh Regiment", is quite good.

Shao Benliang was originally a bandit, and he was "clear" about the little things in the mountains, and before he met Zhang Guanyi, it can be said that he was invincible when he cleared up the anti-Japanese teams.

It is precisely because of this that the Japanese will respect him so much that they even invite him to Tokyo for sightseeing.

If it weren't for Zhang Guanyi, this old boy might have been able to be brought to Japan by the Japanese in the end, but the appearance of Zhang Guanyi changed all this......