Chapter 8: Fangs
Putting the backpack on his body in a relatively safe position, Zhan Xia Ge didn't need to look for it, and his gaze naturally fell on the ice block more than three meters high in the center of this mountain. Zhan Xia Ge walked over and gently wiped the snow from the ice cube with his sleeve, and through the ice layer on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which was almost not polluted by any impurities, Zhan Xia Ge saw that the two ragged heroes were snuggling up tightly together, falling into a sweet sleep.
More than half a century has passed, and the ice and snow on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau still faithfully retain their posture during their lifetime. Their clothes were really too thin, probably after a fierce battle, and the smoke marks left on the battlefield could still be seen on their bodies, and on the face of one of the heroes, you could also see stains mixed with blood and dirt. They all looked dirty and thin, with a sick state of chronic malnutrition all over their bodies, but for some reason, they all had a heartfelt, happy look on their faces when they were cold and hungry in this cold and snowy place, and they could only snuggle together with each other's body heat...... Grin!
Was it because they had a sweet dream that they could never wake up, or because they finally used their own hands to protect the red flag that the two of them were holding in their arms together?!
Zhan Xia Song doesn't know, he really doesn't know! What he knew was that if it was him, he would definitely drape the red flag on his body to keep warm, instead of continuing to hold it high and let it spread in the wind! In other words, he will never force himself into a dead place where there is no way back for the sake of a red flag!
Zhan Xia Ge faintly found that in these two heroes, there is something that he has not yet experienced, or has not really understood.
Zhan Xia Ge took out the bottle of fifty-five degree liquor from his backpack and took out the cigarettes he had stolen from Instructor Long Jianhui. He tore a piece of ice from the ground, swirled it with his saber, and in a few moments he used it to make several simple but absolutely alternative and beautiful wine glasses.
In front of the two heroes, they placed a glass full of spirits, and then filled the glass in front of them, and the rich aroma of the spirits wafted from the top of the iceberg four hundred meters above the ground.
Zhan Xia Ge picked up his wine glass, he stared at the two heroes in front of him, and said, "According to age, I should call you grandpa, but you look really too young, I'll call you big brother!" ”
"Two big brothers, I've come to see you! Brother, I'll do it first for respect! ”
Zhan Xia Ge tilted his neck fiercely, drank all the liquor in the wine glass, and the fifty-five degree alcohol concentration of the liquor rushed into his stomach, and immediately rose a warm current.
Zhan Xia Ge took out a lighter and lit the liquor in the wine glasses placed in front of the two eldest brothers, and the blue flames danced in the ice carved wine glasses, and the combination of blue and white looked indescribably harmonious and beautiful. Another gust of mountain wind blew, and Zhan Xia Ge stretched out his left hand, which had already been worn out by the ice and almost unconscious, to block the top of the wine glass.
"This is a cigarette, I think in the era of the two eldest brothers, it should be called a foreign cigarette roll, right?" Zhan Xia Ge tore open the package of the cigarette and took out four of them, he lit them together with a lighter, and put three of them in front of the two eldest brothers, leaving one to smoke by himself.
"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Zhan Xia Ge laughed while coughing: "I have smoked a lot of second-hand smoke, but I haven't actually smoked a few times. My old man is very strict with me, I am not allowed to do this or that all day long, if I make any mistakes, a rolling pin thicker than an egg, that is to smash it, so that I am careful all day long like a mouse sleeping next to a cat. ”
"How's that, it tastes good, right? This kind of foreign cigarette roll is good, you can smoke it when you take it out, you don't have to carry a cigarette gun in your hand like a dry tobacco pouch, and you don't need to hold a cigarette gun in your hand like a hookah. ”
Zhan Xia Ge sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowing clouds and spitting fog while smiling: "My instructor didn't tell me when the two eldest brothers climbed to this mountain, you must want to know, what has become of our China now, right?" To put it simply, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression has been won, our waist is stiff, and no one is afraid! The place you are staying in is too remote to see the changes in our China, but don't worry, this time the brothers came up and invited you to go home together! ”
As he spoke, Zhan Xia Ge suddenly fell silent, because he remembered Sun Jing. He slept deep in the deepest part of the world's most vast ocean, and maybe on a full moon night, he would open his eyes and look to the east stupidly, thinking of his brother, his homeland and his most beloved naval unit, right?!
That night, Zhan Xia Ge slept next to these two heroic brothers, and he used a special climbing rope that could withstand 3.5 tons of tension to tie his sleeping bag tightly with the bodies of the two heroic brothers who had already been tied into this mountain peak.
The next morning, just after dawn, the sound of chiseling ice was heard on this steep peak. The ice of this snow-capped mountain has accumulated year after year, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is harder than stone, and it took a whole day for Zhan Xia Ge to grab the shovel before he surrounded the bodies of the two heroic brothers and shoveled out a shallow layer of ice.
"Don't be afraid, we will camp at the foot of the mountain and wait for you, in case of emergency, the helicopter of the base's emergency support team will arrive within half an hour!"
Instructor Long Jianhui told Zhan Xia Ge: "We are only 400 meters away from you!" ”
Hearing such words, the warrior song was even happier. Every day, when he was in regular contact with Zhan Xia Ge, through the radio communicator, Instructor Long Jianhui and more than 20 other students at the foot of the mountain could hear the heavy wheezing of Zhan Xia Ge, the sound of shovels and solid ice crashing. The next night, the same voice suddenly came from the top of the mountain, Long Jianhui grabbed the communicator and shouted, "Zhan Xia Ge, why don't you rest?" ”
"I'm kind of ...... Cold, so want to come out and find some exercise to warm up! ”
Long Jianhui was silent, they were at the foot of the mountain, the temperature was about minus 30 degrees Celsius, they set up tents in the leeward, and they had to be frozen and woken up several times a night by hiding in their sleeping bags every day, not to mention the warrior song that was blown by the mountain wind at night on the top of the iceberg.
On the third day, the characteristic screeching sound of the shovel and the ice crashing disappeared, leaving only the sound of "poof", with Long Jianhui's experience, he could accurately judge that the shovel in the warrior singer had been broken, and he was probably using a bayonet to pierce the ice little by little, and then use his own hands to pick up the broken ice.
On the fourth day, Long Jianhui ordered: "Zhan Xia Ge, immediately report to me the remaining situation of the materials around you, if it really doesn't work, don't hold on!" ”
"I didn't ...... Issue! Maybe it's altitude sickness, I don't have a good appetite every day now, I don't eat much, and the things I bring are enough to last for another three days. Well...... The communicator's battery backup is also running out, and I have to cut off the communication......"
The voice of the warrior song in the communicator disappeared, and in the next three days, every time he contacted Instructor Long Jianhui, he would only say one sentence: "I'm still alive, and I still have food to eat...... Many! ”
Before Long Jianhui could give him the order, Zhan Xia Ge cut off the communication again.
The voice of Zhan Xia Ge sounded more and more tired day by day, until the afternoon of the seventh day, when Long Jianhui had decided to order the emergency rescue team to dispatch immediately, the communicator in his hand came from the voice of Zhan Xia Ge: "Report...... I've gouged them out! ”
Hearing this, Long Jianhui only felt a sour nose, and tears almost gushed out in front of more than 20 students, he understood too well the real meaning behind the word "planing" in the song of the warriors! Long Jianhui couldn't imagine what method a soldier who had no tools and even a bayonet could dig out on that year-round frozen mountain peak to dig out the two heroes who had been sleeping for half a century!
Long Jianhui handed the communicator to a student beside him, and the student almost wanted to connect his vocal cords to the communicator, and he shouted out the words that Long Jianhui also wanted to ask: "How are you now?" Are you cold? Hungry? ”
", you run up there and stay for a week and try it!" Zhan Xia Song chuckled weakly, "I'm so hungry that I can swallow a whole cow right now." I haven't had hot water in five days, but it's not worth it! I poured all the gasoline from the gasoline stove and the small oil drum I brought with me into the ice I had dug, and just put a small fire on it, and it burned down to a thickness of five or six inches, or I would have to dig for two more days, hahaha...... I'm a genius! But I really didn't have the strength to use the rope anymore to lower the bodies of the two eldest brothers from the top of the mountain. I knew that I might as well carry a few more packets of compressed biscuits, please tell the instructor and ask them to send a helicopter over, I have already tied the bodies of the two eldest brothers with ropes, and they only need to put down a sling to save the three of us together. ”
When the helicopter carried the remains of the two heroes and the warrior song, and landed on the ground together, Long Jianhui flew over, he subconsciously stretched out his hands, wanting to hold this soldier who had only been seen for seven days, he was so thin that he was not sincere and benevolent, and his hands were even more bloody and blurry, but his eyes fell on the collar of the warrior song, the three jungle, earth, and mountain medals that represented the honor of the trainees of the fifth special force, Long Jianhui gritted his teeth fiercely, withdrew his hands, and kicked the warrior song who could not stand on his feet, Zhan Xia Ge only let out a weak snort, and was kicked to the ground and rolled three or four times in a row.
All the cadets were stunned.
"Song of the Warriors!" Long Jianhui pointed at Zhan Xia Ge and roared angrily: "I admit that you are a man, a man who dares to play with his life, and is affectionate and righteous!" But I want to tell you, you are first and foremost a soldier, you are our proudest and toughest professional soldier of the Fifth Special Force in China! When you wear this military uniform, you are no longer just a man who can act arbitrarily with his own blood, but a soldier who must abide by discipline and obey orders as his duty! ”
Zhan Xia Ge inhaled a breath of cool air, he lay on the ground and let out a violent cough and wheezing, and then he supported his body that had begun to be a little swollen little by little like opening a folding ruler, and slowly stood up in front of Long Jianhui again, he hissed and roared: "Understood, instructor!" ”
"I'll give you two weeks of confinement, will you accept it?"
"Serve!"
"Good!" Long Jianhui shouted violently: "You take the plane back to school with them, report to the military medical department immediately, first tidy yourself up like a person, and then roll me into the confinement room by myself!" ”
The two unknown heroes were buried in the Kangxiwa Martyrs' Cemetery, and it was two weeks after they were ceremoniously buried.
The white Hada and the evergreen pine and cypress branches surrounded the coffins of the two heroes, and on each of their coffins, there was also a snow lotus, the most precious on the plateau.
Although there was no deliberate notice, on the day of the burial, the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery was full of people, including soldiers in military uniforms, old people who had to be supported to straighten their bodies, residents who had grown up in this ice and snow world for generations, and drivers who happened to pass by on the road, and everyone's faces flashed with solemn brilliance.
Zhan Xia Ge, who had just jumped out of the hospital bed and had not had time to report to the confinement room, was also fortunate to attend this solemn and simple funeral, and as soon as he stepped out of the car, his neck was flooded with white Hada.
A Tibetan old man in his seventies used his big dry hands to pull the battle hero song tightly, and his lips twitched for a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "What a good baby!" ”
The old man pointed to a [***] statue on his chest, and then pointed to the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery, the mausoleum where the rows of heroes are resting, and said: "We are all good soldiers [***]!" In 1962, I once led the way for the GIs, and some of the young men lying here had eaten naan made by me, and they affectionately called me big brother! At that time, we were really close to the GIs, we left whatever delicious food the GIs had when the GIs came, and if we had any difficulties, we didn't have to open our mouths, and the GIs who saw it in our eyes would quietly help us do it. ”
"We are all from the mountains, we don't know any big truths, we only know one thing, whoever is good to us, we will take out our hearts and be good to them! It was so cold, but when the GIs came into our place at night, they slept outside our house so as not to disturb our rest. Where to find a good soldier like this? The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to a man in his forties with a simple smile on his face, and shouted: "At that time, the transportation could not keep up, and the soldiers were hungry and fought with Yin Maozi in front. We transported it by yak, carried it on our shoulders, and braved the bullets to deliver the food and shells that the GIs needed! My son was only six years old at the time, and even he accompanied me to deliver food, and he was small at the time, but he could carry two cans on his head at a time, and deliver them all the way to the GIs! ”
"Now I find out that our GIs are still the same GIs...... Nothing has changed! Cloudy tears flowed from the uncle's eyes, and he hissed and cried, "Good, good, good!" Those two GIs are good, and you GIs are also good! ”
Looking at the old man in front of him who was already crying with excitement, and then looking at the thick stack of white Hada on his neck, Zhan Xia Song fell into silence for a long time.
Returning to the base in a car with Long Jianhui, Long Jianhui asked Zhan Xia Ge what he was thinking, and Zhan Xia Ge said in a low voice: "Responsibility!" Without a sense of responsibility and mission, without the inviolable discipline of steel, our soldiers of decades ago would not have been treated like brothers by the common people here, and no one would have been willing to risk their lives to transport supplies for our army. Instructor, I think I've come to understand the importance of discipline, and I can assure you that this is the last time I've violated discipline by acting on my own! Although I know that there is no point in saying this now, I still want to say to you, I'm sorry! ”
At the snow training base, Long Jianhui wore two medals on the collar of the war hero song in front of the teachers and students of the entire training base.
"I am the only instructor who can award two medals to outstanding cadets, one is called the Order of Snow and the other is called the Order of Courage! And you're also the first cadet to get two medals from me before the training is over! I can tell you that a cadet like you, who can get five medals at the same time, has not had more than three people since the establishment of the Fifth Special Unit! The elite of the elite of you has a very loud code name, called ...... Bucktooth! ”
Long Jianhui swept all the students in front of him fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Next, I announce that the students of our school's War Hero Song violated the discipline of the military camp and acted without authorization during the training, and the circumstances were heinous, and from now on, they will be punished by two weeks of confinement, and the punishment will be reported to the headquarters for criticism!" ”
There was silence all around, and everyone understood that the song of the warrior was a merit and a demerit, and the merit was greater than the demerit!
But Warrior Song didn't enjoy his two weeks of confinement, and just as he was counting with his fingers and two days to get out of here, the door to the confinement chamber suddenly opened. Among the same batch of students, Yan Yan, who had the best relationship with Zhan Xia Ge, gasped and shouted: "Zhan Xia Ge is coming with me, something has happened!" The instructor ordered all the students to assemble, and the instructor especially named you, and now the matter urgently revokes the punishment for you, and orders you to return to the team immediately! We're going to have a combat mission! ”
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