While the officers and men of the Third Company were happy about the capture, Zhao Tiehu, who was the greatest contributor to the suppression of bandits, stayed in the cemetery next to the entrance of the village, looking at the few tombstones he had set up himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although for Zhao Tiehu at this moment, these people lying in the tomb have nothing to do with him. Zhao Tiehu, who can receive the memory of the host, knows that he was able to jump off the cliff at the beginning, and it was actually the opportunity for these people to break through for him.

Even in the eyes of many soldiers of the Third Company, the original owner was an indifferent and impersonal 'madman'. But in that battle, these young soldiers of the Eighth Route Army still sacrificed their precious lives to cover him.

Looking at a tombstone engraved with 'Tomb of Martyr Wang Xiaohu', Zhao Tiehu knew that this soldier was not yet eighteen years old this year. When the bandits robbed the grain transportation team, he used his body to block a fatal bullet for Zhao Tiehu.

Thinking of the bits and pieces in his memory, Zhao Tiehu at this moment also said calmly: "Xiaohu, although I am a latecomer, I still thank you for saving my life." Please rest assured that your family will be my family from now on.

Maybe I'm not a good person, but in the future, as long as I have the opportunity, I will take care of your family on your behalf. So, if you know it underground, you can also be reincarnated with confidence. If you can, wait a few years before being reincarnated! ”

Zhao Tiehu, who never made promises easily, was grateful for what this little warrior had done to him, and finally made this promise. After all, when Wang Xiaohu joined the army, Zhao Tiehu also saw his family.

In these days, if there is a chance to live, many young people will not choose to join the army. Because parents know that in today's troubled times, being a soldier often means that there is no return.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years!

But in this eight-year war of resistance, how many strong men have not been able to return home to see their relatives since the day they left home? How many unknown martyrs who should be remembered have been unknown until their deaths?

'One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, 100,000 young people and 100,000 troops', this famous political slogan during the Anti-Japanese War, how many young people paid for it with their precious lives? And after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, how many of them are remembered?

Remembering the information that I read by chance in later generations, during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, China paid at least 35 million casualties of soldiers and civilians in order to win this war. This casualty ratio is nearly half of the total population of the current plaster country.

As a mercenary active in a war zone before the crossing, Zhao Tiehu never felt that he was a good person. But the mercenaries who fought with him knew that Zhao Tiehu would never kill innocents indiscriminately, and he never accepted mercenary tasks related to Huaxia.

Even if he embarked on the road of overseas mercenaries, Zhao Tiehu was also sad and hateful. But he knows that there must be a limit to being a man under any circumstances. At least his nationality and ethnicity were predestined from the moment he was born.

Thinking of the bits and pieces of his previous life, Zhao Tiehu couldn't help but sigh: "God threw me into this era, did it make me atone for my sins or make me completely crazy?" Little devil, it's really disgusting! ”

When Zhao Tiehu stayed alone in the cemetery, enjoying this rare quiet. Looking at the excited soldiers, the company commander Zhu Chengxi looked at the people around him, and said with some surprise: "Liu Cheng, what about Zhao Tiehu?" ”

'Company commander, it's still over there at the cemetery. Since he came back last night, he has not rested, and has been staying at the cemetery to erect a monument for Xiaohuzi and them. He said that Xiaohuzi are heroes, and they shouldn't even have a tombstone for them! ’

The slightly bitter words made everyone who heard this suddenly quiet. Earlier, when Wang Xiaohu and them sacrificed and were transported back to the company, the company simply buried him, and there was not even a coffin.

Compared with the Red Army soldiers who died during the Long March, many of them did not even have a burial ceremony. As for the erection of monuments, it is even more rare in such war years!

'Go, come with me!' It seems that the death of Xiaohuzi is still quite a big blow to him! ’

Zhu Chengxi, who also sighed a little, felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Liu Cheng's words. But the problem is that for the Eighth Route Army, which is now under difficult conditions, it is indeed very difficult to erect a monument to the sacrificed soldiers!

When Zhu Chengxi and Liu Cheng walked towards the cemetery, they looked at Zhao Tiehu standing in front of Wang Xiaohu's tomb. They suddenly felt that Zhao Tiehu at this moment was like a lone wolf, waiting here to lick his wounds.

'Tiehu, are you alright?' The conditions of the troops were limited, and when they were brought back, they could only be simply repaired for their graves. As a company commander, I really can't stand them! ’

For some reason, looking at Zhao Tiehu, who was calm and silent at the moment, even if Zhu Chengxi was the company commander, he still felt a little weak. Even if Zhu Chengxi understands that many troops are actually burying sacrificed soldiers like this.

Listening to Zhu Chengxi's words, Zhao Tiehu said very calmly: "Company commander, it's actually very good to be buried like this." Compared with my comrades-in-arms who died in the Long March, they also deserve to die.

It's okay, I'm sure they know it, and they won't feel anything bad. The dead can't be gone, and they don't have to worry about anything. In these years, it is the living who suffer the most. This world is bitter! ”

The last five words made Zhu Chengxi suddenly feel that Zhao Tiehu, who was originally a little impulsive and irritable. The momentum and reason displayed at this moment make him feel as if he is facing a superior leader when he faces it.

Just when Zhu Chengxi didn't know how to answer, Zhao Tiehu continued: "Company commander, if there is nothing to do, I want to go back to the village to rest." What's the matter, wait until I wake up and talk about it! ”

Leaving such a sentence, Zhao Tiehu, who saluted, patted Wang Xiaohu's tombstone and said, "Huzi, I'm leaving!" I'll come back to see you often when I have time in the future. This Liu Dascar, I'll be at your disposal below! ”

Zhu Chengxi and Liu Cheng, who were standing on the side, looked at Zhao Tiehu talking on the same tombstone, and they also felt a little stunned. After all, Zhao Tiehu's tone of voice was like chatting with someone. But the problem is, it's a dead man's grave!

Ignoring the strange feeling in the hearts of the two of them at the moment, Zhao Tiehu went straight back to the company's cooking class. Sun Ermao, the deputy squad leader who was cooking, also hurriedly said, "Squad leader, you're back!" Hungry? There's still a nest on the stove, why don't you get a few? ”

'Nope! I'm not hungry! Ermao, I'll go to sleep, what's going on in the class, you work hard to watch more. Nothing serious, don't disturb my sleep. By the way, when you have time, you go to the company commander to get the gun, one person and one shot, and just say what I said! ’

For the young deputy squad leader in front of him, Zhao Tiehu also knew that they didn't want to be cooks. But the problem is that before Sun Ermao joined the army, he was a guy running a restaurant and a hall, and he was familiar with cooking and cooking.

Later, the brigade headquarters assigned Zhao Tiehu to the third company, and Zhu Chengxi, who didn't know how to place him, assigned him to the cooking class. But in fact, many times in the cooking class, it is Sun Ermao who is in charge and doing things.

can be a soldier of the Eighth Route Army, even if he is just a cooking soldier who takes the pot and picks the spoon, Sun Ermao and several other soldiers in the class, what they envy and yearn for the most is that they hope to have a gun.

It seems to be a very small wish, but in today's Eighth Route Army, it seems a little out of reach. In the eyes of many soldiers, the cooking class is dedicated to cooking, so what is the use of giving them guns?

As soon as he heard this, Sun Ermao and several other soldiers immediately said with their eyes lit up: "Squad leader, can you really give us a gun?" ”

'Rest assured! I said I could send it if I could! In the future, who dares to say that the cooking class only needs to cook without guns, tell me, Lao Tzu will clean him up! These guns were all captured by Lao Tzu, and if you are given a few guns, who would dare to make irresponsible remarks? ’

As soon as the tiger anger came out, Sun Ermao and the others suddenly smiled. Even in the eyes of others, Zhao Tiehu is really difficult to deal with. But Sun Ermao and others, who have been in contact with him for the longest time, also know that Zhao Tiehu is actually quite easy to get along with in addition to being indifferent.

In the past, when the three companies went out to fight, most of the heaviest things in the squad were carried on the road by Zhao Tiehu. Although he is not usually involved in cooking, some people dare to bully the people in the cooking class, and Zhao Tiehu will also stand up for them.

'Okay, thank you, squad leader! Wait a minute, I'll take them to the company commander to get the gun! ’

Thinking that they would be able to carry guns in the future, Sun Ermao and the others were naturally happy. Since joining the Eighth Route Army, they have touched their guns very few times. As for the gun, it was never at all.

As a glorious soldier of the Eighth Route Army, but he doesn't even have a gun in his hand, what kind of soldier is this?