0187 The flag of the Republic bears our bloodstained demeanor

The 27th passed.

The 28th passed.

The 29th passed.

30 days have passed.

The 31st passed.

During these long five days, no one knew what Fu Pingshan, the reconnaissance staff officer of the deputy battalion rank, had experienced.

Wang Liang didn't know that out of respect for history, there was no expression.

In the past five days, he had to avoid the enemy's encirclement and interception alone, so naturally he didn't dare to sleep, and he had no water to drink and save some compressed biscuits that he didn't eat, because he didn't know how long this protracted battle would last.

Tired and hungry, I dare not close my eyes because I snore as soon as I close my eyes, which will be exposed.

The time was really long, and finally, I said goodbye to 1986.

Fu Pingshan would never have imagined that he would spend New Year's Day in 1987 like this.

On that day, Fu Pingshan's clothes had been torn to shreds in the process of his countless shuttles through the jungle to avoid the enemy in the bushes, and hunger and cold attacked him at the same time.

He fumbled for the two compressed biscuits left in his pocket and swallowed.

A little thirsty, drank a few sips of the rain accumulated in the crater.

The crater was created by shelling a few months ago, Fu Pingshan smiled, looking at the appearance of the crater, it should be a masterpiece of our army's Type 59 130mm cannon.

Our army has recently developed a variety of new types of ammunition for the 130-mm cannon, such as bottom-row shells, bottom-concave shells, and submunitions, and the maximum firing range has been increased to 38 kilometers.

The range of the heavy artillery of the Yue Monkey was less than half of that of the 130-mm cannon, and it was destined to be only a hit.

It's fun to think about.

After drinking the water, I was a little hungry, so I picked up some bark and ate it, although there were still two compressed biscuits, but this thing could not be used until the critical moment.

New Year's Day, which is collectively known as New Year's Day in most countries in the world.

Although there is no special way to celebrate this festival in modern China, it is nothing more than a family eating a good meal together, watching the New Year's party, and that's it.

But what happened to Fu Pingshan that day.

At this moment, what kind of mood are those who love him and the people he loves deeply.

He had been out of contact with the main force for five days, and the reconnaissance brigade of the 114th Division sent several small detachments to infiltrate and search, but nothing was found.

10 a.m. on New Year's Day 1987.

Fu Pingshan encountered a group of Vietnamese soldiers on a certain high ground.

Dada, dada, dada......

The enemy fired at him, Fu Pingshan was hit by a bullet, and with his wounded, he fought back with all his might, killing one of the enemy.

The Vietnamese army surrounded him, and by this time he had only ten rounds of ammunition left.

Under the command of the officers, the Vietnamese army changed from a column battle formation to a horizontal battle formation and swung out in all directions, forming a situation of encirclement.

Bang bang –

After firing two shots in a row, seeing that there was no response, the officer changed his mind and ordered: "He has no bullets, he must be exhausted for so many days, rush forward, catch him alive, I will torture him well." ”

Fu Pingshan knew that he was facing hundreds of enemies with this pistol and ten bullets, and that he couldn't walk when he had already been shot, and he couldn't compete with the enemy at all.

He found a suitable place to hide, it was a large rock, and he hid behind it.

The Vietnamese soldiers pressed forward step by step.

Bang bang -

Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da.

The gun was released purposelessly, just to deter the Chinese soldier.

"You have been surrounded, there is no way back, immediately lay down your arms and surrender, we will spare you from death."

"Get out!"

"Get out of here, we know you're out of bullets, hahaha."

"Come out or I'll kill you!"

The Vietnamese army shouted and tried to get Fu Pingshan to disarm and surrender.

Their intention was very clear, to save face by capturing the Chinese soldier alive.

But their shouts went unanswered, and the Vietnamese officers waved their hands and motioned for the soldiers to press up.

At 200 meters, the Vietnamese soldiers advanced slowly, without firing a gun and without encountering any resistance.

One hundred and fifty meters, still silent.

A hundred meters, still nothing happens.

The Vietnamese officer smiled proudly and said to the sergeant beside him: "The Chinese must be frightened, he has no ability to resist." ”

The soldiers laughed, finally completing the search and arrest mission, and finally able to return to the camp to rest, and they quickened their pace.

Eighty meters.

Sixty meters.

Forty meters.

Thirty meters.

Bang bang –

"Ahh

At this time, Fu Pingshan dodged and opened fire, shooting at the enemy who was rushing to the front.

Two shots were fired in succession, one enemy was shot in the head on the spot, and the other was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

The Type 67 silent pistol, a special operations pistol specially equipped for scouts, has a good silence, but its power is a little worse.

But in the hands of this pacesetter who has been training for many years, this gun was made superb, and at a distance of thirty meters, it was naturally impossible to miss a bullet.

The Vietnamese army was annoyed and angry, and they were afraid of the gun in Fu Pingshan's hand, so they attacked by throwing grenades en masse.

In the film and television drama "Bright Sword", Li Yunlong used this method to deal with the Yamazaki team.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Accompanied by the sound of explosions one after another, Fu Pingshan died heroically at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve.

The stage suddenly darkened, and Wang Liang returned to the center.

After a long time, Wang Liang opened his mouth and said: "After Pingshan sacrificed, in order to take revenge and humiliate the Chinese army, the enemy cut off his head and buried it at the gate of his martyr's cemetery. ”

"Later, through the inside line and the information provided by the captives and multiple searches, the soul of the martyr was recovered, cremated and buried in the Tanggu Martyrs Cemetery in Jinshi."

In the entire studio hall, not a single person was sobbing.

No. 001 narrator Wang Liang is no exception, after a lifetime of fighting, he thought his heart was already wooden, but he didn't want to wash his face with tears every time.

For those who don't know about that battle, it's shocking, full of shock.

For Vietnam veterans, Fu Pingshan, their comrades-in-arms, and their brothers, lived and died greatly.

Bullshit!

I want him to come back alive.

If he were still alive, he would be seventy years old this year, and he would be able to see the peace and prosperity of today.

Who remembers you these days?

But Fu Pingshan said: "I have no regrets. ”

Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back, do you understand? Do you understand?

Maybe I will fall and will never get up again, do you have to look forward to it forever?

If so, don't mourn, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor.

If so, don't mourn, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor.

Maybe I can't open my eyes again, do you understand my silent feelings?

Maybe I won't wake up from a long sleep, do you believe I turned into a mountain?

If so, don't be sad, the soil of the republic has the love we give.

If so, don't be sad, the soil of the republic has the love we give.

If so, don't mourn, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor.

This is his choice, even if he is forgotten, he has no regrets.

Because, on the banner of the republic is his blood-stained demeanor.