"I'm in place!" Zhang San receives a radio report from the bug.

"You ambush us on the high ground, and the sun will rise soon, so be careful and hidden." Turn off the radio Zhang San gave the order, "Thirty-six groups take everyone from the back of the building to quickly break away and converge on the high ground, and the thirty-seven groups behind the palace attract attention and firepower." ”

"But what are we going to do, Captain? The pickup can't fit so many people. The gray cat asked, looking back.

"Carry out the order, thirty-seven groups of palaces!" Zhang San repeated in a cold tone.

Everyone understood what this meant, and Zhang San's order was like a token landing, announcing the chances of survival for everyone. But when he made this decision, he left a deep crack in his heart, and only he could understand the indescribable suffering, and the brothers around him might all be buried in this wild grassland in a foreign land because of his righteousness. At that moment, almost all eyes converged on him, almost overwhelming him, this is the battlefield, life seems to be so heavy, life seems to be so light.

Di Shiyong didn't turn around from beginning to end, he just took a heavy breath and still looked out the window at the dark night, at that moment it seemed that his original fate had come to an end in a short and powerful sentence from the person behind him, he couldn't help but wonder why he couldn't be more chic since the rest of the time was struggling like that?

After all, there are some things in this world that have to be done, and for some reason, there is a force in the dark that chooses them. It is a responsibility, an obligation, a responsibility, and an inexplicable fate. Even if Zhang San's heart was under a thousand pounds of pressure, he had to give such an order.

"Captain, rest assured, the brothers will definitely complete the task, and they will be as beautiful as ever." Li Si was shot in the left leg, and there must be no way to retreat quietly, but he was still the deputy who stood behind Zhang San and always supported him.

Zhang San looked at the brothers around him, Hummingbird and Li Si were injured, only he and Di Shiyong plus the gray cat were left, whether such a number could withstand the smooth evacuation of the people behind him is still difficult to say, and it may be even more difficult to survive if you want to survive.

"Captain Zhang, I'll stay, and the other two brothers in the thirty-sixth group are responsible for covering their evacuation, and I'll stay." Qiao Sen patted Zhang San on the shoulder, and his tone was sincere, "If we don't resist it, the chances of their evacuation success are not high." ”

"Thanks, Jossen, if you can go back I will treat you to the best brandy." Zhang San turned around and responded, "Everyone hurry up, as long as there is restlessness in the yard, we will catch them off guard." Ocean, bugs provide fire cover for evacuation. ”

As soon as the words fell, the first rays of dawn had crossed the horizon, quietly illuminating the entire grassland, and the longest day began.

…

It is the long-cherished wish of every hot-blooded man to squander his blood on the battlefield, but when the blood really flows in front of him, the inexplicable tragedy is not something that any words and stories can tell, and when the god of death stands in front of him and takes away a fresh life, which poet has experienced it himself.

The blood of a warrior can never be told in poetry, and the vivid lives only stay in the memory of time.

When the rescue pickup disappeared from the end of vision, Di Shiyong was left to pray silently, hoping that they would be safe. I also wish the world peace, and he thought in his mind about the radio phrase that he once scoffed at, how meaningless it is to launch one war after another for the interests of selfish desires, but people can't help but feel sad when they die, maybe everything will pass like this.

It was really at the juncture when the ammunition was exhausted, Li Si, the hummingbird and the gray cat had been killed, Di Shiyong's single leg was blown off, Zhang San had already used up all the bullets, and Qiao Sen and Dayang who were left behind were making the last resistance.

"Captain, we've completed our mission, right?" Di Shiyong didn't think about anything else, as a soldier, he was fearless and completed everything, even if it was a mission.

"Hmm!" Zhang San leaned on the slope and wiped the muzzle of the gun, but there were no more bullets saved.

In the endless grasslands, there are at least 20 militants who have been repulsed, and there is little hope for the 37th rescue team to return to the United Nations base in Africa.

"But our bodies can't return to the motherland, will we not feel at home when we sleep on this grassland?" At that time, Di Shiyong, who was still young, always had a fire burning in his chest that refused to be extinguished.

"No, have you ever heard of sky burial?" Zhang San leaned his back against the dirt slope and looked up at the blue sky.

Di Shiyong shook his head slowly.

"It is a traditional Tibetan funeral, where the body is placed on a vast plateau for the vultures to eat, and the soul can be freed from the decaying body, and death is not the end for them, but only the beginning of another journey." Zhang San's tone has never been so peaceful, like a gentle scholar, and Di Shiyong beside him is like a child who doesn't know the world, "There are countless rare beasts on this grassland, don't worry, even if we die, we won't decay from now on, aren't the brothers still around." ”

Thinking about it like this, Di Shiyong was not so scared, Zhang San turned his head and looked at the faintly quiet village in the distance, and his heart was full of peace.

"Captain, they're rushing over again, you guys go quickly, I'll stay here." The ocean suddenly rushed down the hillside in a hurry.

Zhang San showed a somewhat relieved expression, "If you can't go, if you want to do it, you can fight with them."

"Captain, what do you see over there? Could it be the reinforcement of militants? Dayang pointed to the smoke billowing out of the village in the distance, where an old truck was heading towards the bushy hills.

"If we want to fight, we will fight to the end today, and we will never be captured." Di Shiyong shouted loudly.

Qiao Sen, Da Yang, Zhang San and Di Shiyong shuttled back and forth in the not-so-dense bushes, dragging the almost frantic militants as much as they could.

"Captain Zhang, Dayong, get in the car!" A familiar and unfamiliar shout came from behind. Di Shiyong turned around, Li Shukang was driving the old truck he found from a village not far away and waving at them, and at that moment his heart was once again rekindled with hope. They saved a lot of people, and Li Shukang saved them.

…

"After that, your dad and I became best friends, of course, there was Zhang Dashan and his dad, who won the first-class merit that year, and I also won a second-class merit, Dayang and Qiao Sen are now abroad, and it is said that it is also a security company, but I think they actually set up a mercenary group. Hahaha. Lao Di gushed about the past, and refused to stop his story with the strength of wine.

"It turned out that you saved my dad, and my dad saved you." Li Xiaoai listened to her father's past, and finally got some comfort from the sadness of the past.

"If you want to say that I saved your father, I don't count, Zhang Tian's old guy is the hero who saved everyone, we sacrificed three brothers, and I still miss them after so many years." Lao Di swallowed a glass of wine alone and swallowed it again.

Li Xiaoai quietly listened to the experience of his father and Lao Di, although it was unfamiliar, but there was still a sense of familiarity.

At this time, it was already past the early hours of the morning, and the Spring Festival Gala on TV was coming to an end, and the sea breeze blew the locust trees outside the courtyard, and the leaves were sprinkled but there was no trace of fog. For three hours, Li Xiaoai seemed to be immersed in Lao Di's past experience of his father Li Shukang, maybe even listening to it is a kind of reunion, and the feeling of the family is warm even if it is just listening.

I picked up my phone and edited the blessing text messages one by one and sent them to the people who were important to me, and I had a brief phone call with my mother and Jingjing in between, and Lao Di's story continued.

"Happy New Year, call me when I have time, I need to tell you something." Xu Yong's reply message.

I was about to reply to Xu Yong and ask for some general information, but I heard Lao Di Zheng and Li Xiaoai talking about me, "Zhuang Yan is also a person who has been on the battlefield, and people who have sweated and spilled blood are very affectionate." ”

Lao Di picked up the wine glass and touched it with me again, but Li Xiaoai looked at me with that kind of inscrutable eyes.

"Don't drink, it's so late and you should go back to rest." Aunt Li seemed to think that these distant stories were just made up, and she frowned and got up to put the already cold food into the kitchen.

After clinking glasses, Lao Di and I drank all the wine in the glass, but Li Xiaoai still looked at me with strange eyes, as if she wanted to see through me, but she couldn't guess my past.

But who can look through other people's pasts?

"Uncle Di, it's not too early, you should rest early." Li Xiaoai stood up and said goodbye to Lao Di with a smile, "If I have time another day, I will listen to the story of you and my dad in the past." ”

"Okay, okay, Zhuang Yan, you send Xiaoai back, pay attention to safety on the road." Lao Di said as he took out two thick stacks of red envelopes from the bag on the sofa behind him, "Happy New Year, happiness and peace." ”

"Lao Di, pay attention to your body." I took the red envelope with both hands, "Happy New Year." ”

"Happy New Year, Uncle Di."

I followed Li Xiaoai out of Lao Di's house one after the other, and walked through the dim corridor, where the community outside was still covered in fog and did not improve at all.

Rustling...

It was this annoying sound again, and I stood under the locust tree and looked at the flickering street lamps in the distance, and I felt an indescribable anxiety in my heart.

"Still not in the car?" Li Xiaoai was already sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel and waiting for me to sit down.

The moment I opened the car door, I met her gaze, and a faint voice seemed to echo in my head, "Don't go, just stay at Lao Di's house for a night, at least this is not the cold hotel." It's not a home, but at least there's a little warmth. Be with her, be with her as usual. ”

"What do you think?" The sound was interrupted by Li Xiaoai's words, maybe he was crying too hard just now and even his voice was much softer.

"Nothing." I still got into the passenger seat, pulled the door and fastened my seatbelt, "Go back to the hotel first?" ”