Chapter 47: Captain Wei has one

The two division commanders sang a double reed in the 358 regiment station, which made Zhang Weimin's face really unbearable, and none of the entire 358 regiment could perform a show?

Ma Youde asked beside Wei San, "Squad leader, who do you think they will let go up?" ”

Wei San tightened the pot on his back and said, "Whatever, I want to go home and sleep after watching this show." ”

Ma Youde's expression darkened, and he muttered, "Go home...... When will I be able to go home? ”

Wang Liansheng patted Ma Youde on the shoulder and said, "Homesick? Seriously...... It's really easy to get homesick when you go abroad......"

Wei San heard the conversation between the two of them, and his expression became a little dazed.

Seeing that Jiang Yonghui was really ready to roll up his sleeves and go up to perform with Li Yunlong, Zhang Weimin was really anxious this time, searched backwards, and shouted: "Don't look at jokes, hurry up, come to a show!" ”

A soldier suddenly shouted, "Let the Wei squad leader have one!" ”

This voice made Jiang Yonghui's feet stop when he was about to go on stage, how could he forget that slippery guy?

"That's right! Squad Leader, come one! ”

Everyone searched in the crowd, and in the next moment, they saw Wei San standing up with the marching pot on his head.

Everyone was silent for a while, why did this squad leader still take the blame when he watched the show?

Wei San carried the pot and said embarrassedly: "Don't make trouble, how can I perform a show, and it's not convenient for me to say now!" ”

Jiang Yonghui almost laughed out loud, what tricks is this kid doing, is he going back to tease the stuffy man? He pulled down his face and shouted, "Wei San!" ”

Wei San in the crowd straightened his body and said, "Here!" ”

Jiang Yonghui scolded: "Come up! ”

Waisan: "Yes! ”

Wei San walked in the crowd and muttered: "Alas, the official level crushes people to death!" It seems to be more than one level bigger......"

Walking out of the crowd, Ma Youde watched Wei San stand on the stage, standing with Jiang Yonghui and Li Yunlong, Li Yunlong knocked on the pot on Wei San's back and said: "What mistake did you kid make, this Lao Tzu made a mistake back then, and you also learned?" ”

Wei San replied very seriously: "I was punished by Instructor Zhang Yongping for a month for swearing. ”

Jiang Yonghui couldn't help but laugh, he didn't expect this kid to look very slippery, and he would be punished?

Zhang Yongping stood up from Zhang Weimin's side and said, "I'm because you disobeyed the order, preventing you from killing the prisoners, don't confuse the two things." ”

Jiang Yonghui couldn't directly order Zhang Yongping, he could only intercede with Wei San, and said to Zhang Yongping: "Instructor Zhang, look, the punishment is also punished, so you don't have to carry this pot, our soldiers still have to fight, you can't always carry the pot, right?" ”

Zhang Yongping: "The division commander intercedes for him, of course it's okay." ”

Wei San roared with his head held high: "I don't dare! I'm afraid that Instructor Zhang will wait for the division commander to leave before letting me memorize it, anyway, there will be more than half a month, and I will finish memorizing it. ”

Here are the soldiers of the whole regiment, and the people who came to condole are watching, this Wei San is really good at picking the time, isn't it difficult for Instructor Zhang?

Zhang Yongping's face was very ugly, but in order to take care of most people, he could only endure it: "I'm not as careful as you think, you put the pot down!" ”

Wei San still kicked his nose in the face: "I still don't believe it, unless the instructor personally unravels the pot for me." ”

Zhang Yongping's face was gloomy and was about to drip water, and he was about to make trouble the next moment, but he was grabbed by Zhang Weimin's hand: "Calm, calm, impulse is the devil, you taught me, did you forget?" ”

Zhang Yongping sighed, shook off Zhang Weimin's hand and said, "Let go, I'll go and solve him!" ”

Zhang Weimin smiled, let go of Zhang Yongping's wrist, Zhang Yongping walked to the stage in three or two steps, and whispered when he untied the pot for Wei San: "You can do it, you are really good, I remember." ”

Wei San squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth without leaking a trace: "Aren't your eyes small?" ”

Zhang Yongping was choked again, and then walked away angrily with the pot.

He didn't understand, why did he have such a bad deal with this Wei San? The eight characters do not match, and the fate is mutually restrictive?

But now the soldiers of the 358 Regiment who care about Zhang Yongping's feelings, clamoring to watch Wei San's performance, Wei San pressed down, Jiang Yonghui and Li Yunlong both walked off the stage at the same time, sat on the luxurious version of the soft seat prepared for them by Zhang Weimin, and also looked up at Wei San.

At this time, Wei San was as dazzling as a star, but the dim lights did not affect the look in his eyes, and now Wei San has become the focus of the whole group, and Ma Youde is also seriously watching what show Wei San will perform for them.

Wei San cleared his throat and said to everyone in a very serious manner: "Everyone has just finished performing the happy show, so I'll say something unhappy." ”

Everyone was stunned, what's going on, can this show still make people unhappy? No one knew what Wei San would do, so he could only listen to what he was saying.

Wei San seemed to be thinking, and after ten seconds, he continued: "What I want to say is that we survived, we can sit here and watch the show, but what about our comrades who sacrificed? ”

After saying this, everyone's joy disappeared from their faces, and this sentence exploded in the crowd like a bomb that silenced people, and everyone who heard Wei San's words clearly was silent.

A sad atmosphere arose in the crowd, and Zhang Yongping, who was smoking angrily just now, just sat down, and stood up and shouted: "Wei San! Don't make trouble, our comrades-in-arms have died, and we are also very sad, is it wrong for you to bring it up at this time, you hurry up and give it to me! ”

Wei San said in a low tone: "Instructor, if you want to punish me, when I finish speaking, it will not be too late for you to punish me." ”

Wei San retracted his gaze and continued: "Let me sing a song to everyone first, this song is about a poignant love story. ”

No one answered, and now everyone is panicked, and no one is in the mood to watch the show anymore, even if the show is performed by Wei San.

But Wei San still sang, his voice was a little desolate, low and very clear:

"White snow drifting in a quiet village"

"Doves fly under a hazy sky"

"The birch tree has those two names engraved on it"

"They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives"

After singing at the beginning, this desolate voice moved the soldiers in the audience, and everyone raised their heads again, looking at Wei San, a female artist who came with the art troupe flashed a bright color in her eyes, this song? Is it talking about two people who love each other?

This female artist is not a celebrity, and she is not famous in China, but in order to let the soldiers who come to North Korea hear her singing, she firmly followed the condolence group to North Korea, her name is Wu Meiling, twenty years old, a pair of big eyes make her slightly different from other female artists, she is very outstanding, and she is also very emotional, this song has not been sung, she has a feeling that touches her heart, she can't help but stare at Wei San's face.

How could such an ordinary person sing such a poignant voice?

Those who engage in art and those who engage in guns will not have the same idea, the soldiers just heard the feeling of letting their hearts release the depression with the song, it is amazing, they never thought that the song can actually let people release their suppressed emotions.

"One day the war burned to my hometown"

"The young man picked up a gun and ran to the frontier"

"Don't worry about me, sweetheart"

"Waiting for me to come back in that birch forest"

When the song came to this, the hearts of the soldiers resonated, this is so similar to their own situation, they also have their own concerns, there are also their relatives, and maybe the her in the song.

"The sky is still cloudy, and there are still pigeons flying"

"Who will prove those who have no tombstone for love and life"

"The snow is still falling, and the village is still peaceful"

"Young people disappear into the birch forest"

When Wei San sang to the climax, his voice broke, but this did not affect the soldiers to listen and release, the entire 358 regiment, now only Wei San's singing voice is floating, this song seems to be full of magic, attracting people to listen attentively.

Even Zhang Yongping, who disagreed just now, had no opinion, and he found that the atmosphere among the soldiers had changed from sadness to solemnity.

The singing voice is fluttering, after singing a song, I can already hear a few soldiers sobbing in a low voice, the most emotional person here should be Wu Meiling, she has not experienced the war, all she heard is the sad love story in the song, and the melody of the song, she was moved by Wei San.

Wei San didn't deliberately do anything to set off this song, he just stood there and sang, looking very stupid, very stunned, but no one laughed, when he finished, Wei San continued: "I'm done singing, maybe it's not suitable for this kind of song in the army, now I want to tell you, the person waiting in the song I sing, she is not necessarily your lover, she can be your relatives, you must know that our comrades-in-arms are the same as us, and all the sacrificed comrades-in-arms have their relatives, There is a relative who cares about you waiting for you in the birch forest in your heart. ”

"Our fallen comrades, although they have died, their souls will never dissipate, and we will remember them! They will be remembered by their loved ones!! They will be remembered by the Motherland!! We came to the Korean battlefield for the peace of the motherland and the birch forest in your heart, and to put it mildly, we are for the peace of the world, no matter what we are for, our actions are just, and even in future history, what we do can also leave a strong mark. ”

"Maybe some soldiers have begun to feel homesick, there is no shame in this, everyone will be homesick, I also think, I also think of those comrades-in-arms who have died for me, they are the great Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers, the loveliest people!" We are here to fight for the motherland, for our comrades-in-arms, for the peace of the world, and more importantly, we want to stay here and avenge the dead comrades-in-arms, even if I am in tears, even if I fall on this foreign land, I! No regrets! ”

There was a deathly silence in the audience, and then a cry that merged with everyone's grief rang out:

"No regrets! No regrets! No regrets........" wave after wave, the grief and indignation in the hearts of the soldiers all turned into a strong fighting spirit, at this moment, they are an invincible army!