The heavy heart is as empty as the dark sky, and there are few stars, sending away the weight in his heart, whether it is Wu Guoqiang or Liao Changsheng, they can squander their last blood on the battlefield without hesitation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The love of children is long, and the sophistication of people seems so extravagant in the mountains and rivers of this troubled world, or even has no value at all, everything that comes and goes is floating clouds, except for covering themselves with a layer of ignorant black fog, it is nothing, this is what a soldier should give up.

The bonfire is still burning, as long as there is firewood, the brothers covered with a thick quilt and slowly closed their eyes, leaning on each other, borrowing a little residual warmth of their bodies to fall asleep, those days of killing enemies together, those stories that we talked about, and those longing for life to seriously think about it again.

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The day dawned, the snow was white, the biting river wind slapped the cheeks of the soldiers, and the falling snowflakes fell on the forehead from time to time.

The soldiers born in the northwest saw their hometown, the soldiers born in the southeast coast saw the strange, cheered and jumped in this snowdrift like a child's innocent and romantic, the falling snow buried the corpses by the river, hiding the blatant gunsmoke, the soldiers did not need to carry guns, hung grenades and then went desperately, and enjoyed the pure white and immaculate beauty.

The tattered cloth shoes crunched in the snow and made a pleasant sound, the soldiers liked this sound very much, it sounded much better than the devil's cannons and bullets, and the red hands rubbed a ball of snowballs and threw them out, smashed on the brothers' faces and scattered, and the scattered snowflakes slowly fell, revealing the red noses of the brothers.

The brother smiled and hurriedly ran to join in, the new uniform he had just put on to resist the cold of the ice and snow, and the soldiers could enjoy themselves in the snow.

The devil's shell was dumbfounded, the heavy snow blocked the devil's cannon, and the devil's body was also made of skin and flesh, cowering and poking his hands under the eaves of the battlefield, drinking rice porridge, and eating canned food as easily as the New Year.

Perhaps this heavy snow was the sympathy of the corpses, or perhaps the words of the soldiers last night were heard by God, who opened their eyes and gave them a moving beauty.

Liao Changsheng held on to the wooden stake and looked at the falling goose feather snow, full of emotion, the white expanse in front of him was like a screen replaying his days on the mountain, Su Cuiliu has been walking for four months, I don't know if it is good now? Su Maosheng's father is gone forever, I don't know if the road to heaven will go smoothly?

Liao Changsheng flashed tears, he thanked the sky for such a snowfall, so that he could look at the past without impurities, the so-called don't forget the original intention, you have to always!

Hu Xiujiang followed the soldiers with a look of joy, in his heart these are not strange, everything on the Long March road made him accustomed to the nature of heaven and earth, plundering everything in the war, and the rest is a normal heart to treat anything, all the precious wealth of such an old comrade of the Communist Party boils down to four words: do not be surprised by changes!

This is the seventh year that Wu Guoqiang has led his troops to fight, and he has seen too many scenes of blood-stained mountains and rivers, but the white and flawless snow scene has made him open a moving pleasant color, and the handsome face that this man in his thirties should have is unreservedly displayed, plus this military uniform that is the country and the people is particularly charming, no wonder the woman in the photo in the pocket watch is so captivating to the country and the city, it is really a beauty with a hero!

"Come on, come and help me!"

Wu Guoqiang's magnetic and gentle voice surprised the soldiers very much, only the veteran who followed him was a little calmer, but he hadn't seen his regiment commander like this for a long time, and he smiled with relief with teeth blackened by artillery fire.

Wu Guoqiang used a shovel to pile up the thick snow, and when the brothers saw that he was going to build a snowman, they all rushed over to help him, or was it as clear as a war, what did the artillery do? What does the Heavy do? …… Habitually doing their own thing.

The snowman's body was slowly completed, and Wu Guoqiang personally gave the snowman a head, crooked melons and cracked dates, not oval or round, extremely ugly, and the soldiers understood their intentions, this is to make a hateful Japanese devil.

Rushing to give the snowman a beard, he found a broken bowl and put it on the snowman's head, and inserted two crooked branches into the snowman's body.

Wu Guoqiang took a big tomato from the leader of the cooking squad and pressed it into the snowman's chest, withdrew dozens of meters, and pulled out his pistol to aim at the tomato.

"Bang"

The high-speed spinning bullet burst the tomatoes with a biting chill, bursting into a cloud of red ketchup, turning the tomatoes over and sinking into the thick snowdrift with a little sauce from behind.

The brothers looked really relieved, it turned out that the devil was not so terrible, he was as vulnerable as the snowman, and his heart would explode when he encountered a bullet like a tomato, Wu Guoqiang put away the gun and walked to the snowman and stuffed the exploded tomatoes into his mouth, the sauce overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was relishing.

The brothers also began to follow suit, and had a lot of fun, and the chill of the ice and snow was covered by this atmosphere.

Hu Xiujiang is a person who understands and knows the meaning of Wu Guoqiang's move, which can not only allow the soldiers to practice marksmanship, but also cheer them up, vent their panic and anger against the devils, and prepare for the last battle that will come sooner or later.

Laughter and laughter were endless, and the soldiers cheered heartily in the heavy snow, as if they had ushered in victory, and in an instant the cold winter was as warm as spring.

"Brothers, I'm going to open meat for you today"

Two soldiers who went up the mountain grabbed a hare in their hands and carried a wild boar back, but they didn't expect that in the days of ice and snow, there was a delicacy given by nature, this mountain and river was really good, and the soldiers instantly felt the beauty of this mountain and river in China, and said that they couldn't let the devil take it away.

The soldiers have a great appetite, the rice is fragrant, the meat is hot and spicy, this life is really delicious!

"Commander, I have surveyed the mountain, and the mountain behind the south of the city is also connected to Wuling Mountain, it is a mountain, and when the time comes, I can let the brothers withdraw to Wulong from the mountain road."

The soldiers who hunted wild boars came back from the investigation and reported that the real purpose of his trip to the mountains was to investigate the terrain on the orders of Wu Guoqiang.

"I see, let's eat!" Wu Guoqiang also chewed the pieces of meat in his mouth, he was thinking that if the devil crossed the river, how many people could survive in the independent regiment? Was anyone still alive on the day the south of the city fell? Where should I go if I am alive? This is something that the head of the regiment thinks about all the time.

As long as you keep your life to fight devils, everywhere you go are the soldiers of the Independent Regiment and Wu Guoqiang's soldiers.

There will be no deserters in the Independence Regiment, and the survivors will just continue to survive with everyone's will.