"Brothers, let's go!"

I don't know how long it took, Lao Tang picked up the big dark green water cup in front of him, shook it at the same color but dense water cup in front of him, and then trembled and leaned to his lips, raised his neck and drank it.

I don't know when, after every fierce battle, the heavy firepower company will use this way of drinking to pay tribute to their deceased comrades, Lao Ge was like this when he first entered the court; After the first battle of Songhu Peak, the old Tang continued this tradition; Today he is sitting on the grass with 215 water glasses in front of him.

That means that there are 215 soldiers of the heavy firepower who will stay in the land of Tieyuan forever that makes the iron capital burn, you must know that the full strength of the heavy firepower company is only 224 people, that is to say, when the position is withdrawn, only 9 people survived.

And among them, Lao Tang is the only one who can move, but Rao is like this, at this morning's meritorious service award meeting, Lao Tang was still wrapped in bandages and crutches to the stage to receive the flag.

At that moment, he didn't say anything, just tears wet his clothes.

At this moment, when a large glass of warm wine goes down to the stomach, it immediately turns into rolling tears and falls down.

"They're all good!"

Bai Yi was also a little red-eyed, picked up the second pot head next to him and poured the empty water cup for Lao Tang again, looking at the clear and mellow liquor slowly spreading the thick dark green water glass, the red face that had been stimulated by alcohol wiped the tears on his face, smiled miserably at Bai Yi, and asked a very strange question: "Lao Bai, you said that in another ten or twenty years, when the people of our generation are gone, will anyone remember those dead brothers?" ”

Bai Yi, who had just finished pouring the wine, didn't expect Lao Tang to ask such a question, the hand holding the wine bottle trembled slightly, dripping two drops of crystal wine, stirring up a layer of ripples in the already full wine, and at the same time, it also overflowed a little and sprinkled on the crisp grass tips.

"Why do you ask?" Bai Yi was a little puzzled.

Old Tang seemed to be drunk, squinting his drunken and hazy eyes, with that expression that he couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, and said angrily: "I don't know, but I just want to ask, because the old company commander said that time will make people forget everything!" ”

The old company commander is Lao Ge, but this sentence is not Lao Ge's originality, but what Bai Yi said to Lao Ge when Li Jinglin left Baiyun Factory, but he didn't expect to be told to Lao Tang by that guy, and Lao Tang said this sentence to himself as it was.

Bai Yi doesn't know how to answer, time will make people forget everything, this sentence is really not wrong, when young people decades later indulge in the thrill of games, will they really remember those martyrs who shed blood in foreign countries for the peace of the motherland decades ago?

Decades later, when people look up at the high-rise buildings, sigh and complain about the injustice of fate to them, will they think of those soldiers who are not stained with blood for their compatriots?

When people enjoy a prosperous life and sing and dance in peacetime a few decades later, who will remember the soldiers who fought China and showed the Chinese spirit on the 3,000-mile rivers and mountains that year?

No one can give an answer, because time is really cruel!

"Why don't you speak?"

The drunken and hazy old Tang seemed to care about this question very much, seeing that Bai Yi did not answer, there was a posture of not giving up if he did not achieve his goal, Bai Yi still did not answer, but picked up the wine bottle from the ground and poured a few sips of strong wine, and a spicy wine filled his whole body.

Seeing this, Lao Tang couldn't help but smile miserably, a little stunned, a little helpless, and even more indescribably sad: "It seems that I am right!" Time can literally forget everything. ”

"Admittedly, you have a point!"

Bai Yi's cheeks were red from the stimulation of alcohol, but his eyes as black as ink became brighter and brighter: "But don't forget, the soul of this battle is indelible even the bullshit thing of time." ”

"What soul?" Old Tang was a little puzzled.

"Friends are here, and there is good wine!" Bai Yi shook the wine bottle in his hand, poured it again, and then made a shooting gesture with his hand and continued: "If the jackal comes, it will be a shotgun to greet it!" ”

Perhaps from a personal point of view, the continuation of time will turn the bloody Korean War from the memory of the old people into the history of books, and then from the history of books to monotonous terms that are easy to forget, but it is undeniable that this battle has fought for decades of peace in China.

World War I determines the fortune of the country!

It is precisely because of this that people living in China decades later can enjoy life leisurely, complain about high-rise buildings, and play games all night in secret rooms.

The powerful soul condensed on the Korean battlefield not only allowed the Chinese to stand up, but also allowed the Chinese to truly stand up, which is indelible in history and indelible in time.

No one can deny that it will never be possible even if time is cruel.

Therefore, this soul has been left behind and rooted in the bone marrow of every Chinese, and his existence cannot be seen in the all-night cool games on weekdays; When he complains, he is also rebellious against him; Singing and dancing are usually forgotten.

But when the country is in danger and the nation is dying, this soul inherited from the Korean War will be stimulated, in the midst of an unprecedented earthquake; In the military industry, which is constantly catching up; on embattled maritime disputes; The rise erupted after Taoguang's obscurity; In the phrase "Awesome, my country" that frequently appears on the Internet, this soul has been proven countless times that he is very powerful!

Old Tang didn't know these too profound things, he only knew that those dead brothers could be remembered, as for the so-called soul, the dead are not souls.

The simple idea made Don very satisfied with the simple answer, even if the answer was not simple.

So, Lao Tang nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass again, and at this time, a neat team of soldiers walked by the side with neat steps, and a little soldier glanced at the situation on Bai Yi's side, and asked the squad leader next to him puzzled: "Squad leader, what are they doing?" ”

"It is estimated that it is a tribute to the dead comrades!" The squad leader was obviously from the past, and the little soldier's expression became a little ugly, and when the squad leader saw this, he glared at the little soldier quietly: "What?" Scared? ”

"I didn't ...... No! ”

"It's good if you don't have it, the example of the martyrs is there, open up such a good situation for us, if we don't fight the battle of Shangganling this time, even if I have a thick skin, I will be extinct and have no face to see people!"

"Don't worry, squad leader, I promise to give you a long face."

"Just your marksmanship? Let's practice again! The squad leader pursed his lips without a good voice, and immediately glanced at the team, then opened his throat and said: "Majestic~~Angry~~ Crossing the Yalu River~~Ready~~ Sing!" ”

The loud singing voice instantly spread over the wilderness, listening to the majestic and powerful singing, recalling the conversation between the little soldier and the squad leader just now, Lao Tang finally showed a pleased smile, and raised the wine glass at Bai Yi, Bai Yi would greet him with a wine bottle, and then the two of them drank the wine in their hands......