At the moment when Hu Bo pulled open the placket of his clothes, a grenade hanging from his neck appeared on his chest. The style of this grenade is very strange, it looks like a light bulb on the outside, and at the same time the size is much larger than the ordinary grenade, if anyone in the know sees it, they will immediately recognize it, this is not an ordinary grenade, this grenade has its own special name, called the Glory Bullet.

The glorious bullet was invented on the Laoshan front. The traditional Glory Bullet is very small in size, just to make it easy to carry, and the biggest difference between the Glory Bullet and ordinary grenades is the delayed fuse. Ordinary grenades, after pulling the fuse, will only be detonated after an average of 3.5 seconds, while the special fuse of the glorious bullet is almost instantaneous, and the longest fuse delay time is no more than one second.

At that time, the conditions on the Laoshan front line were very difficult, and the battle situation was very tragic, and every soldier who was sent to the front would carry such a glorious bullet, just to be taken prisoner. When they know that their death is inevitable, and that they still have a chance to die with the enemy, or when they run out of ammunition and are about to be taken prisoner, they will not hesitate to pull the glorious bullet tied to themselves.

At that time, this small-sized glorious bullet was tied to their thighs, tied to their arms, or hung on their chests. No matter how hot the weather is, even if they strip themselves naked, this glorious bullet will still be tied to their bodies, just to be ready to deal with that moment coming.

When this grenade is pulled, the person who pulls the grenade will definitely die, thus honorably dying at the front of the position, and the glorious bullet is also named after it.

Hu Bo's father died on the front line of Laoshan that year, and that year, his sister, who was two years younger than Hu Bo, had just been born. Every time some of his father's comrades-in-arms came to visit him, Hu Bo would look at the certificates of honor on the wall and listen to the stories of these comrades-in-arms who had survived the war with his father, how his own father was heroic, how he pulled the glory hanging around his neck when he ran out of ammunition, and died with the two enemies who had put a bayonet in his belly.

Hu Bo, who has been exposed to it since he was a child, is determined to be a soldier, so when he grew up, he resolutely joined the army, and at the same time, the type of military he engaged in was the most dangerous and the blasting engineer among the most unwanted engineers.

Being a demolition engineer was Hubo's ambition and ideal, and he always felt that this class was the closest to his father. Every time the firelight flashed, he always sketched a picture of his father when he died with the enemy.

In this painting, his father has his back to him, although Hu Bo can't remember what his father looks like, but in his mind, his father's back is so tall and bright, even more conspicuous than the blasting fire.

However, Hubo caught up with a good era, which was very peaceful, there was no war, and the peaceful era caused his dream of becoming a hero like his father to be shattered. Although Hu Bo, who has never been on the battlefield, only refills explosives and blasts some huge rocks every day, and the work in his hands is always the same, Hu Bo still loves his work very much.

His enthusiasm and research have given him a good understanding of explosives, and he is proficient in the use of almost all explosives, and can estimate the amount of explosives very accurately.

After retiring, Hu Bo used some materials to make this special glorious bullet for himself, which was exactly the same as the glorious bullet that his father's comrades-in-arms described as the one his father had used, but it was much larger.

When this glorious bomb was first made, it was just a model, and Hu Bo made it to commemorate his father, but when Hu Bo joined Xiao Na's organization, he always participated in some dangerous actions, and he often came into contact with some explosives that he couldn't get by himself.

With the passage of time and the advancement of technology, the filling in this glorious bullet has evolved from black powder at the beginning to C4 explosive filled today. Every time before the mission, Hu Bo would hang this glorious bullet around his neck, just to deal with the unforeseen need, so that he could be a hero like his father at a critical moment.

What is a hero? Maybe everyone has a different answer in their mind, and they also have a different understanding. Some people think that it is the heroes who save the world, some people think that it is the heroes who sacrifice for the good of the country, and some people think that as long as the people who have helped themselves are heroes.

This has always been Hu Bo's thoughts, but since he became a soldier, his definition of a hero has slowly changed. Countless times, Hu Bo dreamed in his dreams when his father played the glorious bullet, and every time he woke up from the dream, Hu Bo was thinking about what he was thinking about the moment his father played the glorious bullet.

It was only now at this moment that Hu Bo completely understood why his father could show the courage that ordinary people could not take and die with the enemy in front of him. At that moment, what his father was thinking about should not be the supreme national interest, nor the wife and children in his hometown that he desperately wanted to protect. At that moment, the person his father wanted to protect the most was his comrades-in-arms.

The friendship between comrades-in-arms is the most dignified, and the comradeship-in-arms forged by the blood in the rain of bullets is the most sincere. At this moment, what Hu Bo wants is to let his comrades-in-arms who share life and death with him live, even if it is at the expense of his own life, he must open a way for them to live.

Because he knew that if he couldn't solve the eight-armed King Kong in front of him, Xiao Na would have no way to leave here, Xiao Na would not leave, and the people of the owl team would not leave, in other words, he would be in such a predicament, and he believed that these comrades of his would definitely do the same thing for themselves.

Flying in front of the eight-armed King Kong, Hu Bo looked at the head of King Kong, which was about the same size as himself, and without the slightest hesitation, pulled the fuse on the glorious bullet.

Hu Bo closed his eyes, and silently thought in his heart that in that poor mountain hometown where there was no electricity, his sister who fell off the cliff and broke her leg in order to pick up five yuan of wild medicinal herbs, silently said to her in her heart I'm sorry, my brother can't take care of you anymore.

A huge bang echoed in the mountain space, although this loud sound seemed so insignificant in the various huge noises in the entire mountain space, but at this moment, the fire that burst out in Hu Bo's chest was so bright.

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