Wan Likai opened his legs and caught up with Zhan Xia Ge and Zhao Jianping, who were walking in front.

"I'm not leaving, I'm reluctant to leave the Fifth Special Force!"

Wan Likai stared at the back of Zhan Xia Ge, and said sincerely: "I used to be a stupid person who had nothing to do all day long, but it was my sister who made me see myself clearly, and she taught me to use my time and life to more meaningful things." I don't think I will be able to prove the meaning and value of my existence through various exciting games in my life. I think even if I regained that toy sniper rifle, I would have thrown it as garbage as far as I could! ”

Zhan Xia Ge shrugged his shoulders and said, "What to do with that toy is your freedom!" ”

"But I want to be your apprentice, and I want you to be taught by you! I want to do something meaningful, and I imagine like Master, to be the best soldier in the world. Facing the battle song, facing the fact that it may be the last chance in his life, Wan Likai finally lowered his always proud head, and he shouted: "Please! Please teach me what is right and what is wrong. Please teach me so that I can understand what it takes to be like you and become a great man! ”

Zhan Xia Ge didn't look back, nor did he speak, as if he hadn't heard Wan Likai's words, he continued to walk forward silently. But Zhao Jianping, who has been following the Battle Hero Song for seven years, and is very familiar with his master, was surprised to find that the Battle Hero Song was actually laughing at this time!

"Jie'er, no wonder you like this kid so much, he really looks like me when I was younger. Courage, pride, talent, extreme desire and persistence for victory, and even the stunned rebellion and audacity in him are exactly the same as I have just entered the elite training school of the Fifth Special Force. ”

In the midst of muttering to himself, Zhan Xia Ge gently spread out his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, there was a delicate platinum diamond ring. This is a token that Wan Likai accidentally lost when he was fighting for life and death with David Paul. Looking at this little diamond ring, which has condensed the ups and downs of himself and Yajieer for more than ten years, and contained all the emotions and love and hatred between the two of them, it seems so heavy, thinking back to the bits and pieces that happened between himself and Yajieer, the war hero song is really stupid.

Three hours later, Zhan Xia Ge received a report from Ling Yanshan, who was guarding Yajie'er in the provincial military hospital.

"I see, let me be quiet for a while, okay?"

Zhan Xia Ge cut off communication with Ling Yanshan, he slowly raised his head, looking at the pale sky above his head that was still gloomy and still full of bleakness, Zhan Xia Ge's face suddenly raised a big, extremely bright smile.

Those who have not seen this scene with their own eyes can never imagine that a man who has accumulated too much murderous energy on the battlefield and has a hard face like granite can have such a gentle and happy smile. That kind of feeling, people can't help but think of it...... Iron Tree Blossoms!

Zhan Xia Ge turned his head and looked at everyone behind him, at this time, he was really happy to fall from the sky, his eyes were even more joyful, he laughed at the group of stunned brothers in front of him, and shouted: "Hey, brothers, I'm a father!" I'm a dad! I'm a dad! Hahaha...... I actually became a father!! ”

Shouting here, the future principal of the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, known as the world's most elite special forces soldiers, actually jumped and laughed and screamed and jumped in front of everyone, like a child, he even performed a set of breathtaking backflips in public, he stepped on the mud on the ground and kicked the water on the big trees around him like rain kept falling, he shouted loudly: "Their mother and son are safe, my Jie'er, my children, all are fine, they are all alive!" ”

The breath of joy enveloped everyone present in an instant, and this great news completely swept away all the dullness and solemnity on their bodies. Wan Likai had a happy smile on his face that was no less than that of the Battle Hero Song, and he preemptively asked loudly, "Master, did the master give birth to a boy or a girl?" ”

"Hey...... I was so happy to hear the news that Jie'er had given birth to a child and that the mother and child were safe, so I cut off the communication without asking. ”

Zhan Xia Ge waved his hand vigorously, he patted his chest, and shouted: "You don't need to ask, you know, how can my Zhan Xia Ge's child be a boy with a gun!" ”

Looking at the self-righteous warrior song that had reached a certain realm, everyone unanimously raised a finger at the warrior song, and said in unison with an almost rehearsed rhythm and intonation: "Copy!" ”

……

When Yajieer finally woke up from her sweet slumber, there was a familiar diamond ring on her finger, and Yajieer couldn't help blurting out: "Battle Song?!" ”

"He came, you were asleep at the time, he stood outside the door and watched you for a while before leaving." Accompanying Yajie'er, of course, it was Ling Yanshan, she put a pillow behind Yajie'er, so that she could sit on the bed in the most comfortable position, and then smiled: "Zhan Xia Ge, please let me tell you that the child looks like you, but his temper is like him." Don't look at the baby who was born more than two months prematurely, but the sound of crying is like thunder, and the children around me who were pregnant and born in October, hearing his cry, are much more honest. Look at this kind of domineering, 100% in the future, he will be a super handsome guy who is loved by everyone, soaked in all the beauties in the world, and beat invincible opponents all over the world. ”

Jager thought back to the little baby the doctor had brought to her before she fell asleep, he looked so small, but his cry was so loud as the song of the warriors said. He really didn't look like a premature baby, maybe he really inherited too much strength from his parents, he didn't even need to be sent to the oxygen chamber, when he waved his arms in protest, looking at his cute appearance, Ya Jie'er only felt that all the hardships he had suffered in these seven months had been the most precious reward.

"This is the letter he left for you."

When Ya Jie'er unfolded the letter that Ling Yanshan handed to her, the words of the battle hero song appeared in front of her, as if a primary school student was writing homework......

"Baby, take good care of your body. On behalf of Zhan Xia Ge, on behalf of Zhan Xia Ge, the baby son who cries like a mortar and pees like a heavy machine gun, and on behalf of Zhan Xia Ge, who has been promoted to the father and mother of grandparents, solemnly say to Comrade Yajieer, you have worked hard! ”

Seeing this, Ya Jie'er couldn't help but shake her head and smile, the song of the warrior is the song of the warrior, this kind of funny talent, this habit of liking to talk nonsense in front of her when it is not a formal occasion, it is really unchanged for a hundred years.

"I really like to see you fall asleep, you don't know, I was really dumbfounded through the glass window of the intensive care unit just now. I couldn't help but ask myself, that big girl who was lying there quietly, with a hint of angelic smile on her face, who could still snore happily when she fell asleep, and who occasionally stretched out her arms and kicked her legs, was really my wife and child who was about to reach menopause? Why do I look at my reflection in the glass and suddenly think I'm eight years older than you? Are you sure you're really a thirty-nine-year-old woman? I must go and investigate if you lied about your age when you entered the Fifth Special Unit! I wouldn't be surprised if I found out that you had falsely reported that you were ten years old. ”

Although she knew that this guy was talking nonsense now, Yajie'er still couldn't help but have a happy smile on her face. In this world, what woman doesn't like the sweet words that her lover says to herself?

"I already know what you want, and I'll consider giving that kid Wan Likai a chance. But the premise is that he must understand what it really means to be a soldier. He has enough talent, courage and perseverance, and he has the most basic conditions to become a good soldier, but I don't know if his heart has really settled. So, I need time to investigate and prove. So...... Hehe, I won't accompany you for a while, in fact, when I think of me as a big man, I have to live in the special care ward for pregnant women, and when the so-called escort man cooks eggs and noodles for his wife, the sweat on my head will flow down as soon as I brush it. If my brothers see me like this, then I will really lose my prestige, and I will never be able to see Jiangdong's father again. I beg my wife, just put the procedure of boiled egg noodles until you are healthy and go home smoothly, and then return it to your wife by the younger brother, Zaixia, contemptible people, and me, and then double it, isn't it okay? ”

Boiled egg noodles in the song of the warriors?

In Yajie'er's brain, the appearance of Zhan Xia Ge wearing an apron and standing in front of a liquefied stove involuntarily appeared. It is estimated that when he breaks eggs and sees egg whites, he will think that mixing these things in gasoline can create an incendiary bomb with strong adhesion, and when he sees an egg shell, he can think of a steel ball grenade, right?

But, hehe, that kind of picture must be very romantic and beautiful, right?!

"So your husband, who is a little slippery and a little scoundrel, took this opportunity to smear oil on the soles of his feet first and slip away! Because I'm talking about a dwarf, a giant of action! I'll come to see you again after a while, a husband who is not by your side, but who will definitely miss you and the baby all the time, a so-so, qualified husband...... Warrior Song! ”

At this point, the letter stopped. Yajieer must admit that Zhanxia Song has a talent for writing love letters, and just these two pages of letter paper give her a feeling of reliving her first love.

Holding the letter and lying on the bed again, with a heart full of happiness, before falling asleep again, Yajie'er whispered in her heart: "Wan Likai, I can only help here, whether you can become the apprentice of Zhan Xia Ge depends on your own consciousness and efforts." ”

……

Zhan Xia Song appeared in front of Wan Likai, he threw a brand new set of identity documents and procedures in front of Wan Likai, and he only said one sentence: "Follow me." ”

Wan Likai threw away half of the food he had eaten, and followed the song of Zhan Xia, he didn't ask where he went. Zhan Xia Song led Wan Likai and boarded a military helicopter. In the high-speed rotation of the helicopter propeller, Wan Likai was surprised to find that they had come to the border of China again, a province where their "Violent Bear" special forces often frequented, and it was also the starting point for his determination to enter China's fifth special force...... Yunnan.

Zhan Xia Ge has gone through a full set of entry and exit procedures, coupled with the huge economic difference between China and Vietnam, under his leadership, Wan Likai easily entered Fengtu County in Vietnam from Shuikou Port in Jinping County, Yunnan Province, through Shuikou Bridge.

Silently looking at the Shuikou Bridge, the five big characters engraved on the stone slab "Sino-Vietnamese Friendship Bridge", the face of the warrior song, there was a trace of irony or deep thought.

Wan Likai didn't know what Zhan Xia Ge, as the future supreme commander of China's Fifth Special Force, would take him to the country of Vietnam after properly camouflaging his face. Wan Likai didn't understand why the stone slab engraved with five big Chinese characters on the Shuikou Bridge had attracted the attention of Zhan Xia Ge for so long.

In 1976, Vietnam unilaterally interrupted the transportation of the Shuikou Bridge and destroyed the Sino-Vietnamese railway intermodal transportation, and Vietnamese soldiers even brazenly shot Chinese soldiers on this "friendship bridge". A Chinese soldier who was shot fell less than three meters in front of the stone slab.

Although more than 30 years have passed, the flames of war and gunpowder in the past have turned into the dust of history, and China and Vietnam have re-established diplomatic relations and friendship, but in the face of such a "friendship bridge" stained with the blood of Chinese people, Zhan Xia Ge, a soldier who has already possessed quite mature wisdom, cannot but stop and think deeply.

Looking at the potholes in front of him, which could turn into a muddy road when it rains, Wan Likai's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Master, is this their so-called provincial main traffic artery?" ”

Warrior Song nodded slightly. As an excellent commander, you must know yourself and your opponent in order to win all battles, and having a rich knowledge structure through continuous accumulation is undoubtedly a necessary process to become an excellent soldier. Zhan Xia Song can clearly describe the transportation, geography, religion and cultural status of the border countries near China, and he can even communicate with people from these neighboring countries in seven or eight languages.

In Viet Nam, the quality of their roads is generally degraded, with only 60 percent of national highways and 30 percent of provincial roads paved, 30 percent of roads and bridges and embankments that need to be renovated and upgraded, and only 33 percent of the normal demand for road maintenance fees paid by the state for national and provincial highways every year. In this case, there are still more than 500 townships in Vietnam that are not officially open to traffic, which makes it rare to see public transport even in large cities such as Hanoi, the capital of Vietnam, and Ho Chi Minh City, let alone on these dirt roads full of potholes.

In the end, Zhan Xia Ge used twenty yuan to stop a truck that mixed people and goods. This is an old-fashioned truck made in China, because the traffic conditions of the whole road are so poor, the truck will drive over it, it will kick up a cloud of dust, the driver of this truck, simply covered the truck with a layer of black iron.

The sun shone on such a black tin jar, and at noon, it was purely into the sauna, and the ventilation conditions in the whole carriage were not good, and everywhere was filled with a disgusting smell of sweat and sour feet. The most unbearable thing for Wan Likai was that there were two boxes of chickens in the compartment of this car! The road conditions are terrible, this big truck made in China is like a ballet all the way, constantly bumping, people have no way to sit there properly, a group of chicks keep screaming, occasionally pull a few bubbles of, that charming smell and sound, not to mention how fascinating it is.

A Vietnamese girl, smiling at Wan Likai non-stop, to be honest, she should be considered a beauty, but according to local customs, these girls like to use lime-stained bamboo leaves to stick to their teeth, and make their good white teeth black and beautiful. Everyone's aesthetic concept is different, Wan Likai really doesn't like a beautiful girl, when he smiles, he shows a mouth full of big black teeth!

Hot, really fucking hot!

Sitting in a compartment like an oven, Wan Likai is really like sitting on pins and needles, it is such a carriage where the air is full of dust and a group of chickens screaming to accompany it, but Zhan Xia Ge sits there steadily and closes his eyes to recuperate, Wan Likai has no choice but to sit there, staring at the boxes of chickens viciously, and competing with them. In the end, I don't know when, Wan Likai finally slowly adapted to this harsh environment, and fell into a deep sleep relying on a wooden box.

When Zhan Xia Ge woke Wan Likai up, it was already about five o'clock in the afternoon, Wan Likai rubbed his worried eyes and left the carriage with Zhan Xia Ge.

As soon as he left the damn tin jar, Wan Likai let out a groan of comfort. The refreshing mountain breeze, after passing through the steep peaks on both sides of the road, passing through countless wild banana trees, and passing the winding river, gently blows on their bodies, giving them a most primitive fragrance and generously presenting them to these two foreign visitors. In a quiet moment, the heat of their journey was swept away.

An unpaved provincial highway is like a long road through the inaccessible primeval jungle, linking the villages and towns of Vietnam to form the bond of human civilization.

A pile of cement tombs, lying quietly in this mountain, this water, this sky, when the warrior song silently raised his hand, facing the cement graves lined up, saluting his most serious military salute, following the gaze of the warrior song, Wan Likai was surprised to find that there is a huge stone tablet here, to be exact, it is a huge monument. On that huge monument, there are several big Chinese characters: The martyrs of aiding Vietnam and resisting the United States are immortal!

Wan Likai was really stunned, this turned out to be a Chinese martyr's cemetery! A martyr's cemetery in Vietnam, which is well preserved and looks like someone is responsible for tidying up every year!

Zhan Xia Ge walked over, he reached out and gently stroked the tombstones in front of those cement graves, with an indescribable expression of sadness or pride on his face, he whispered: "This is our predecessors and martyrs, they have been sleeping on this land for forty years. ”

Forty years!

Forty years have passed, and these martyrs have been lying quietly in this land of foreign land and even once hostile relations, they lie in Fengtu County, Lai Chau Province, Vietnam, next to a small mountain village with only a few dozen families. Surrounded by green trees, the grass is here, the wind is gentle, the water is clear, the sky is blue, and there is always a primitive fragrance in the air here. But in them, in this martyr's cemetery, that faint and lonely atmosphere cannot be erased.

Although this is a monument to the heroes of the Chinese people, how many relatives and friends in this land will come to visit them and come to worship them? How many people can still remember this group of soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country and the people? Do their friends remember that they once had such a brother? Can their relatives still remember that in their lives, there was such a big boy whose blood was thicker than water, but so simple that it was easy to ignore?

Although these Chinese [***] people are lying next to the provincial highway, how many opportunities can they have to meet their friends in their motherland and hear their most familiar mother tongue?!

Zhan Xia Ge threw a shovel into Wan Likai's hand, and it was not until this time that Wan Likai understood why Zhan Xia Ge bought these two tattered shovels from a passenger in a truck at a high price.

The two [***] people began to get busy silently, they eradicated the weeds near the cemetery, and by the time the weeds in the entire martyr's cemetery were cleared by them, it was already dark. Under the illumination of a silver moon like a hook, the stars in the sky began to flicker.

Zhan Xia Ge opened his backpack and took out food and fresh water from it, Zhan Xia Ge never smoked, let alone drank, but he prepared a pack of good cigarettes and a bottle of good wine, although this is not the endless snow mountains of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, let alone the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery that every group of students must visit when they arrive at the Snow Mountain Training Camp of the Fifth Special Force, but Zhan Xia Ge still uses the rules of the Snow Mountain, with Wan Likai, respectfully in front of the Martyrs' Monument, lit three cigarettes and put three glasses of wine.

In the mellow aroma of the spirits, the three cigarettes flickered with the breeze, and Zhan Xia Ge and Wan Likai sat on the ground against the monument in the martyrs' cemetery, and began their first dinner in this strange country under the baptism of silver moonlight.

When the food disappeared in front of him, the warrior song finally spoke: "The provincial highway we passed through today is called Highway 10. ”

Wan Likai was listening quietly, he knew that the Song of War Heroes brought him here definitely not just to take him to visit the tomb and tell him the name of a provincial highway in Vietnam.

"This highway connects Lao Cai, Sapa, Feng Tu, Lai Chau and Dien Bien Phu in Vietnam, and although it is bumpy, it is still the most important interprovincial highway in Vietnam." In the night, the eyes of Zhan Xia Ge exuded a silver brilliance like moonlight, and he said quietly: "There are a total of twelve such roads marked by numbers, and the martyrs' mausoleums of the Chinese [***] people, from China's Yunnan and Guangxi Autonomous Regions bordering Vietnam, will only be more numerous!" ”

"Since the beginning of '65, in order to help Vietnam, China has dispatched 320,000 soldiers, changed the clothing of the soldiers who crossed the Yugoslav army, and entered the north of Vietnam, and they undertook all the engineering transportation, supply and support work in Vietnam's war against the United States, and in eight years, 4,200 people were injured and 1,100 people were sacrificed. Due to various reasons, the remains of these martyrs were not transported back to China, and all of them were buried here. On the tombstones of these martyrs, there is an same title...... Chinese logistics troops! ”

Wan Likai was already shocked when he heard that the Chinese troops supporting Vietnam had 5,300 casualties, and when he heard that the bodies of 1,100 martyrs had all been left on this land and had not been transported back to China, Wan Likai's eyes widened.

"These [***] people have come to a strange land, they want to cut out a path in the primeval jungle, but in their hands, there are almost no civil engineering machinery, their tools, that is, shovels, hammers, hoes and carts, they are fighting with their own will, and the mountains and jungles! Wan Likai, can you imagine how vast and tragic this is?! ”

Wan Likai stared blankly at the No. 10 highway that runs through this land in the moonlight, like a shiny belt, he really can't compare how the Chinese [***] people at that time only used shovels, hoes, and trolleys to open this interprovincial highway for them on the land of Vietnam, which is still in use forty years later!

"We [***] people, paid a great deal of effort and sacrifice, and finally helped Vietnam to achieve national reunification in 1975, I think at that time, every martyr who died in this land is smiling and returning to Jiuquan. But just four years later, the country we were trying to help turned its guns at us, holding the weapons we were supporting, eating the rice and biscuits that we had provided for free. Can you imagine how these soldiers would feel if they knew something? ”

Wan Likai shook his head, he didn't know, he really didn't know.

Zhan Xia Ge raised his hand, pointed to the tall monument above his head, and said, "Tell me, on the left side of this stone monument, what words are engraved!" ”

When Wan Likai was working in the afternoon, his eyes swept over this tall monument more than once, and he quickly replied: "To die for the interests of the people is heavier than Mount Tai!" ”

"Maybe many people will think that these soldiers are too unworthy of their sacrifices, and from the perspective of people today, they are all stupid. But let me tell you, the result of their sacrifice. Zhan Xia Ge pointed to the complete martyr's cemetery in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Although there has been a ten-year war between China and Vietnam, and although these places have been affected by the war, people will not give up their true friends because of this!" These martyrs' cemeteries are still intact, and on July 27 every year, when Vietnam's 'National Heroes Memorial Day', people will come here to clean it. Because those Vietnamese people know very well who built these roads for them, they will not forget, and those kind and enthusiastic Chinese people, they will not forget, these Chinese friends. In the hearts of these simple Vietnamese people, the Chinese people who sacrificed their lives to build Vietnam and support Vietnam are their heroes! ”

Hero!

Hearing this term that should have been radiant, but in reality it was so ordinary, and even so lonely, Wan Likai was stunned again.

Usually he heard a lot of "die for the interests of the people, heavier than Mount Tai" such words, he has always regarded this kind of words as a flashy slogan, he has always thought that this is just a lie to deceive himself, but in the face of the sixteen lying in this beautiful world, but still lonely graves, a strong to the extreme sense of shock hit Wan Likai, at this time, he suddenly really understood the meaning of this sentence.

Some heroes can live frankly, fight vigorously, and die brilliantly. But there are more heroes, but they are doing obscure work, and even when they sacrifice, they are like an ordinary grass with a waist folding, and they can't be shocked by many waves. But from the perspective of a bystander, who dares to say that these unknown heroes will contribute less than those vigorous heroes?!

"When I first entered the Snow Mountain Training Camp, my instructor Long Jianhui led us to visit the Kangxiwa Martyrs Cemetery, where he let all of us understand the meaning of loyalty from the martyrs!" Zhan Xia Ge stared at Wan Likai and said in a deep voice: "And I brought you here today, what I want you to understand is another word, I want you to really understand, what is called ...... The spirit of the army! ”

Wan Likai stared at the fifteen cement tombs stupidly, a word slowly turned in his heart, and finally in Wan Likai's heart, it converged into a loud voice: "The soul of the army...... No regrets! ”

(To be continued)