The people in the village ran out, there were no police here to maintain order, and no one could help Long Xiaoqi. He was crawling with difficulty, holding the broad-bladed hunting knife that had entered his body on his shoulder, and little by little he crawled towards the border. He has never been as eager to go home as he is today, when he pulls out the blood stains behind him more than ten kilometers away, when he is really unable to continue, when he feels that he is going to die, as long as he looks up and sees the boundary monument a few kilometers away, and when he sees the word "China" on the boundary monument, he can crawl tenaciously like a cockroach.

That's right, Long Xiaoqi climbed more than ten kilometers, from day to night, from night to dawn, and climbed for a whole day. Night. God knows how he survived, God knows how he could still be alive.

The broad-bladed hunting knife that pierced his lungs in his shoulder was stuck in it all the time, and it was precisely because of it that he could keep crawling and even squirming. Because of the pain, the pain kept him faintly awake. If he dares to pull out this sword, he will surely die!

The clothes in front of his body were long gone, and the stones and sand along the way wore the clothes away, and when the clothes were worn off, they began to grind his flesh and blood. It doesn't matter if it's the chest or the abdomen, or it's big. The legs, all flesh and blood. It hurts, it hurts, but Long Xiaoqi uses this pain to keep crawling towards the border.

It's home, and as long as you get home, everything will be fine.

He has never felt the word "China" as deeply as he does today, and the boundary monument standing in the snow is not high, but in the eyes of Long Xiaoqi, it is so majestic and vigorous. That's home, real home, and he's going home, he's going home!

Standing next to the monument were two armed policemen with guns, who had already spotted the bloody man with a hunting knife on his shoulder crawling here. I've been climbing since yesterday, and after twelve handovers at the sentry post, I still see this bloody man crawling.

Who is this bloody man? The armed police sentries didn't know, but they knew that it must be Chinese. Because inside the boundary pillar is home, only those who long to return home will return with their lives.

Long Xiaoqi felt that he was going to die, really, he couldn't crawl, and he couldn't even squirm. The monument had become too tall and heavy to see, and I even wanted to give up. But there is a kind of magic that people can't refuse, and there is a kind of magic that makes people lose their power, but they can still be attracted to move forward a little bit.

Die, and die at home...... Long Xiaoqi only had one thought in his mind. His eyes were blurred, all his perspectives were blurred, he couldn't see the mountains, he couldn't see the sky, he couldn't see the road, the only thing that was clear was the boundary monument.

"Company commander, that must be our people!" An armed police sentry made an anxious but sure voice over the radio.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't, but there's nothing we can do to help him." A helpless voice came from the radio: "This is the national border, here is the boundary monument, our task is not to rescue, but to defend the national border and the boundary monument!" ”

"Company commander, maybe he will die before he crawls over, we can't see death without help!" The sentry made a pleading voice.

"Our mission is not to rescue, our mission is only to hold the border!" The voice on the radio rang out again.

"Yes......"

The sentry turned off the radio and looked at the wriggling Long Xiaoqi.

They felt that this wriggling bloody man was too strong, terrifyingly strong. He should have died a long time ago, but he just didn't die! The bloodied head was raised in the air, and the eyes were fixed on the boundary monument. That kind of look, the fiery emotion contained in that kind of gaze, anyone can see it. This must be their own people, it must be.

He's going home, he's going home. But there was nothing he could do, he had run out of oil, and yet no one could help him, no one could help......

"Squad leader, have you ever seen such a person?" Another sentry suddenly choked up.

"Haven't seen ......"

"We have to help him!" The sentry put down the binoculars, sniffed hard, and said, "Home is here, he just wants to go home, how desperate will he be if we keep him outside the house coldly?" Squad leader, we have to think of a way, otherwise he will despair, really despair. He's right at the door, look at his eyes, look at ......."

"Our duty is only to guard the boundary monument!" The other sentry pursed his lips.

They have their tasks, they have their duties, and they can't help Long Xiaoqi, even if they can see from the other party's eyes that only the soldiers see the blazing of home.

At noon, there were several more changes of posts, and the outpost of the boundary monument was opened. The loud military song echoed on the plateau snow, it was Long Xiaoqi's most familiar singing, and he laughed when he heard the loud military song, and squirmed and squirmed harder and harder. He was now only two kilometers away from the boundary monument, and the bloodstains dragged by his body were shocking, and it became a way home.

And all the armed police soldiers in the outpost did not eat, and each of them saw Long Xiaoqi, and they all saw Long Xiaoqi's head raised from beginning to end, as well as those hot eyes.

No one could eat, no one had an appetite, because the wriggling bloody man at the door of the house was ......

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ……”

The sound of the march of the neat procession sounded, and all the officers and soldiers of the post came out and came to the boundary monument. A soldier at the front held the flagpole, and the company commander held the five-star red flag.

They couldn't cross the border to help Long Xiaoqi, but they could use another way to make the wriggling bloody man continue to crawl until he crawled over.

"Raise the flag!" The company commander gave a high-flying order.

The five-star red flag was raised, hunting and dancing in the wind, and all the border armed police sang the national anthem in the most majestic voice.

"Rise up—those who do not want to be slaves, build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood......"

The song was loud, echoing in the snowy plateau, floating in Long Xiaoqi's ears.

Laughing, Long Xiaoqi laughed, and he struggled to crack his mouth. Ba laughed. He saw the flag, he saw his brother, he saw home beckoning to him!

"Forward forward forward - our team to the sun, feet on the land of the motherland......"

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, how loud the victory song is, bless our dear motherland, and from now on to prosperity, prosperity and strength......"

"What is the difference between us soldiers and soldiers......?"

"A small aspen that grows next to the outpost......"

"I am a soldier, from the common people......"

One after another, military songs came from the boundary monument, and the stirring and high-spirited singing kept reaching Long Xiaoqi's ears, burning his little remaining blood and burning his fighting spirit.

He began to move from wriggling to crawling, and began to charge, using both hands and feet to charge home!

But at this moment, a figure blocked his charge and forcibly cut off his way back......