Bang –

Planes in the sky kept dropping deadly bombs, and the soil was scorched black and smoking.

The noisy sound of bullets, the bloody battlefield.

The emaciated figure wandered through the depths of the jungle, Rhona barefoot.

The village where he grew up was blown up by the invaders of country A, and he was the only one in the village who survived.

How many days is this on the run?

Rona couldn't remember clearly, he clutched a can in his hand, which was left over from the bad guys, and he plucked up the courage to pick it up when the bad guys had eaten and drunk and left.

"I'm tired."

Rona touched the dirt off his face.

He was so tired that he found a cave and fell asleep.

It's dawn.

Rhona opened his eyes.

"Awake?"

A crowd of men in military uniforms surrounded Rhone, and one of the officers, who had stars on his shoulders, wiped the dirt off Rhone's face with his rough hands.

Rhona didn't speak, he stared at the man in front of him in fear.

"Child, where are your parents?"

The officer continued.

Rhona still didn't speak, he lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

Silent!

Everyone was silent.

Phew-

Sirens blew and bombs rained down from the sky.

"Air raids, air raids!"

The burly officer shouted loudly and heartbreakingly.

"Guard, send this kid to the hospital in the rear!"

The officer glanced at Rona and hurried away, and the guards picked him up and ran towards the rear.

In the rear hospital, screams of pain were heard one after another, nurses were sweating profusely, doctors were tired, and occasionally a few wounded people sat in the sun smoking cigarettes.

Rona looked numb.

He saw someone with a leg missing, and he saw someone lying on a hospital bed in pain and cursing the invader.

"What's your name?"

A female nurse squatted down and looked at Ronna, who was scared of life.

"Ronna."

"My name is Sheryl, I'm hungry, it's food. Remember to stand here and don't move, outside."

Shiryl looked up at the planes in the distance.

"It's dangerous!"

After eating and drinking, Rona sat still.

Finally, he mustered up his courage.

"Sister Shirille, can I do something?"

"Huh? You can go and accompany the wounded. ”

Shiryl gestured to the wounded man lying on the hospital bed.

Rhona stood in a hospital bed.

This is an uncle who is blind in both eyes and is in his thirties.

"Kid, my name is Maxi, I should be six years old to hear your voice, right? Hehe, I also have a son who is the same age as you. ”

Maxi said with a grin.

"Those bitch-bitched intruders, if it weren't for them, I should have been holding my son in"

Realizing that he had exploded in front of the child, Maxey paused.

"I should be holding my son in the harvest, this season is the season of good harvest, and he loves to play with me in the golden wheat field. It's a pity that my eyes were blinded by those dogs and invaders, and my son's appearance can only stay in my memory forever. ”

Maxi was lying on the hospital bed, and his hands kept stroking his pockets.

"Son, this is a letter from my wife, can you read it for me?"

Maxi shuddered and placed a letter in his hand.

Ron looked curiously at the letter in Maxi's hand.

The letter had already been burned, and there was no word on it.

Everyone in the hospital was staring at Rhona.

War is cruel, and when a child appears here, the coldness in the eyes of these people turns to warmth.

They all have children of their own, and the reason why they are desperately resisting those invaders is to protect their children.

Ron continued to look at the charred, unlettered letter in his hand.

"Dear Maxi."

Rona's immature voice resounded throughout the ward.

"Dear Maxi, my son and I are doing well in the rear, and my son misses you very much. My son says he's going to go fishing with you when you come back. By the way, my son also got to know a lot of friends, and they played together every day."

"My son is proud of you, his greatest pride is to have a father like you, and my son's biggest dream is to become a soldier and a soldier who defends his family and country!"

"Maxi, I love you, my son and I love you deeply, we are waiting for you to come back, come back safely!"

Rona read aloud, reading the letter without any words.

"Grass!"

Shi Kaiwen's eyes were red outside the court, and Ye Xuan was silent.

"I want to cry."

Will, who played the officer, wiped his eyes fiercely.

In Kevin's opinion, this scene is difficult to act.

Rona has a lot of lines to memorize, he's just a kid, and it's very difficult to memorize so many lines.

The scene that can be planned to end in one afternoon, Rona only used it once and passed it perfectly.

"This kid's acting skills are really good."

Kevin twitched his nose.

He couldn't help but want to cry.

Especially when everyone's eyes were on Rona and Rona puffed out his chest to read the letter aloud, everyone was in mixed moods.

"Soldier" is not the mainstream war-themed movie now, this movie takes a touching route, and it is not an ordinary touching route.

This is a child who goes through the ordeal of war and quickly grows into a qualified military man.

That's right, a six-year-old qualified military man!

"Brother Ye Xuan, why are they all crying."

Rona pointed to several female crew members on the crew.

"They? They thought of something sad. Ye Xuan touched Ronna's little head.

"Mom said it's not good to cry, it's good to laugh."

Ron whispered.

"After a while they won't be crying." Ye Xuan couldn't tell the six-year-old Rona in words why those people were crying.

Because it's so hard to explain!

"Sir, are you sure you want this one?"

The Ferrari 4S staff member pointed to the red sports car.

"Of course, what I have is money."

Tom pulled out a bank card.

"Go and brush it!"

Carefully identified, it was the bank card of $500,000 that Ye Xuan didn't ask for.

Driving a red sports car worth half a million dollars, Tom drove down the road humming a little tune.

Passers-by on the street looked at him with envy, and Tom enjoyed the gaze.

"Let's go to the W Hotel."

Tom remembered the barmaid last night.

Doodoooooo –

"Boss, when will we post the latest interview?"

"I have something to do now, and I'll talk about it when I'm done with it."

"Okay boss, didn't you give a speech today?"

"No, no, it's not interesting to talk about those speeches all day long, I'm tired of listening to you if you don't get tired of listening to it!"

Tom hung up.

"Strange, is this still the Tom I know? How do you feel like he's weird? ”

The employee who had just called Tom muttered.

(End of chapter)