Sacrifice is everywhere, and so can it be in peacetime...... In the shadows! Leng Feng died, in the process of following the Long Yin troops to carry out the mission together, not many people knew about him, and not many people would remember him. But the reconnaissance company will remember him, forever.

It was raining, Long Xiaoqi was walking on the muddy mountain path with Leng Feng's urn in his hand, one foot deep and one foot shallow, all drenched all over his body, cold and biting. But the urn in his hand was wrapped in a layer of plastic paper, and it was not drenched in rain.

A month has passed, Leng Feng's memorial service has been held, and no one at home has come. It's not that he doesn't want to come, but he can't come, because after the news of Leng Feng's sacrifice was sent, his parents fell ill at the same time and couldn't come. He is the pillar of the family, and when he dies, this family is over!

"What if you get on your knees and beg for mercy once? Tough cookie? You're a hard bone, but your bones are hard, but what about your family? "In the heavy rain, Long Xiaoqi is a fart. Sitting on the muddy ground, he scolded Leng Feng's urn loudly: "Death is more true, admit death, Lao Tzu has seen more hard bones than you, our whole family is hard bones, but what can we do?" When I die, my whole family can accept it, because it has long been used to it; You're dead, who do you want to get used to? Silly X, it's still a place when you're dead, and it's not as good as a big girl! ”

On the urn is Leng Feng's posthumous photo, which is the ID photo he took when he was just transferred to the first rank of non-commissioned officer. Although it was black and white, the honest smile was full of satisfaction that had never been felt before. At this time, Leng Feng was looking at Long Xiaoqi with an infinitely satisfied smile, incomparably honest and pure. It seems that after adding the honorary title of martyr, it is more satisfying than the rural boy who turned to a non-commissioned officer to eat the imperial grain. Intoxicated chapters billions of terriers new

"Ahh ――”

Long Xiaoqi raised his head in the rain and roared, his wound had not yet recovered, it was very painful. But what hurts even more is his heart, the kind of bone-eating pain of losing his closest comrade-in-arms and losing a brother!

"Grass, Lao Tzu thinks you did it on purpose. If you die, all your brothers and sisters will be able to become soldiers, and you have lied to me, haven't you? Long Xiaoqi lowered his head, wiped the tears on his face, and scolded Leng Feng viciously: "Damn, you have a kind, you Niu X, you are the first to calculate my Long Xiaoqi so deeply!" ”

Outside the border, when Long Xiaoqi completed the last blow of the tyrannical attack, the reconnaissance company roared like a wild lion, and the slogan of killing and killing was deafening. If Leng Feng could be temporarily soft at that time, it would be him Leng Feng who lived. The 1 in 10,000 chance, this 1 in 10,000 chance, the last time has come......

Two people will die one, and Long Xiaoqi has never fought for Leng Feng after all.

After scolding for a while, Long Xiaoqi hugged Leng Feng's urn tightly and continued to walk towards the mountain. Leng Feng's home is in a small village in the mountains, a poor mountain village, and there is not even a road into the village. Facing the loess with its back to the sky, the poverty of the ancestors, can you imagine this and a family with only one pair of pants?

Here you go!

At around six o'clock in the evening, Long Xiaoqi walked into the small mountain village where Leng Feng had lived since he was a child.

The mountain village is not large, and there are forty or fifty families in a sparse place. If it weren't for the fact that the village could still be electrified, and there were dim lights, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to find it if I came in. But this is another idyllic mountain village, there is a river in front of the door, there is a small bridge, and the small bridge in front of the door is driven home by ducks.

Long Xiaoqi, who was covered in mud, walked across the small bridge, straightened his big-brimmed hat, straightened the regular clothes attached to his body, and found the first family in the village Dongtou.

"Auntie, where is Leng Feng's house?" Long Xiaoqi asked the aunt who was cooking.

"What? Who's home? When the aunt saw Long Xiaoqi in military uniform, she quickly let go of the work in her hand and said, "Are you looking for a dog baby?" Our village is going to be a soldier, are you here to send ...... Dog's? ”

The aunt's gaze fell on the urn in Long Xiaoqi's hand, presumably the mountain village knew the news of Leng Feng's sacrifice. Leng Feng told Long Xiaoqi his nickname, which is very earthy, and it is said that in order to raise it well, he called it a dog baby.

"Yes, I'm coming...... Send the dog baby home. Long Xiaoqi said.

"Oh, then you have to hurry up, as soon as the dog baby dies, his house will be in chaos, this will be ......"

"Ahem!"

There was a coughing sound in the back room.

"Ahem, what, ahem? Die with a thousand cuts! If it weren't for the death of the dog baby, would the Dashun family dare to be so forced? The brother of the dog baby soldier is here, see if they are afraid! The aunt made a spicy sound.

"Where's his house?" Long Xiaoqi's eyes narrowed fiercely.

"At the westernmost point, the white paper is pasted, let's go." The aunt showed Long Xiaoqi the way.

Holding the urn, Long Xiaoqi strode towards the west end of the village and came to a house with a white paper pasted on the door. There is a white paper pasted on the door, proving that the family has just died, and this is Leng Feng's house.

"I said Leng Dagou, you have to agree this time, and if you don't agree, you have to agree, this family business is decided! Your Xiaolian is with us, and your family is prosperous, can you still be treated badly? Who in Liujia Village doesn't know what I Liu Dashun said? The village party secretary has to give me face! I'm not forcing you, I'm doing it for Xiaolian's good......"

There was a high-spirited sound in the yard, this is a kiss? Bullying men and women?

Long Xiaoqi saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy cowering at the door, holding a moving brick in his hand, his eyes full of hair-making hatred. The young man also saw Long Xiaoqi, saw the urn that Long Xiaoqi was holding in his hand, and saw the photo of Leng Feng on the urn.

At this moment, the young man's eyes emitted a miserable light, and he bit his lip and slowly stood up, but the stone in his hand was still tightly gripped. His face is very similar to Leng Feng, but he is more ruthless than Leng Feng.

"You're Leng Tao, right?" Long Xiaoqi walked towards the young man, handed the urn into his hand and said, "When they come out, you will throw a stone at it, right?" Very well, for such a person should be smashed, but ...... What about after you smashed it? Can it change the fate of your family? No, you can't change, there's no reason. So you have to learn to be patient until you can do it. ”

Long Xiaoqi took a deep breath, stared into the young man's eyes and continued, "Put the stone and see how I teach you how to do it." There are many ways to solve problems, and I don't believe in violence, but violence is always the only way to solve a problem. ”

After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoqi took off his big-brimmed hat and buckled it on Leng Tao's head, and strode in.

Leng Tao bit his lip fiercely, leaned at the door and looked at Long Xiaoqi who walked in, and then saw a scene that he will never forget in his life: violence!

Long Xiaoqi, who walked in, didn't have any nonsense, and started fighting directly with a wooden stick.

Screams of pain with wooden sticks pounding on the flesh. The voices on the body rang out, and a group of people who came to force relatives ran out.

"Leng Tao! Smash me! Long Xiaoqi let out a quick roar.

Hearing this, Leng Tao picked up the stone and threw it at Liu Dashun, who was taking the lead.

"Smack!"

Blood splattered, Liu Dashun's head hit hard, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Okay, dare to beat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will level your house tonight! My cousin is the secretary of the town mayor, my cousin is the director, and the village party secretary doesn't dare not give me face, you wait for me! Liu Dashun scolded angrily, covered his head and fled in embarrassment.

Long Xiaoqi threw away the wooden stick, took off the big-brimmed hat from Leng Tao's head and said to him: "There is no contradiction between patience and violence, many times patience is for more ferocious violence. Your brother will be patient, but he will endure in the wrong direction, I hope you will never endure the wrong direction, your brother is dead, and your family can only rely on you to support it. ”

"How did my brother die? Who killed it? Leng Tao's eyes exuded a thick ferocity, like a wolf in the mountains.

"Your brother...... I killed it. Long Xiaoqi stared at Leng Tao's fierce eyes and said, "But I have a reason to kill him, if you don't understand it now, you will understand it in the future." ”

Leng Tao was stunned, shook his head vigorously, and shook his head vigorously...... He had received a letter from his eldest brother and knew the person in front of him, attached to the photo he had sent. The eldest brother said that this is his best brother, a good brother who doesn't fight and doesn't know each other, the only good brother......

When Long Xiaoqi turned around, Leng Tao's eyes once again showed a fierce wolf-like light, shooting straight at Long Xiaoqi's back!