Lin Qiming lay weakly in Fei Xingyuan's arms, like an obedient big child, allowing Fei Xingyuan and Tu Guoqiang to clumsily bandage the wounds on his head and neck. There was no bandage, and the cloth used to bandage the wound was torn from someone's military uniform. Fei Xingyuan and the brothers were going to inform Captain Rostow and send him to the out-of-camp clinic, but he resolutely refused, and intermittently said to Fei Xingyuan and the brothers, let's raise the flag! He wanted one last look at the flag he was fighting for. Fei Xingyuan and the brothers were aware of his injuries and agreed to his last request with tears in his eyes.

The flag was in his arms, and he felt a burst of joy and relief. He lived too hard and tired, and today, it is his glory and happiness to be able to fall on this solid land with the national flag. As a Chinese soldier, he resolutely assumed all the responsibilities and morals he should bear when he was alive, and no one could assign him to be wrong. He was not overwhelmed by responsibility and morality, and that is something to be proud of. Now that he is down, his responsibility and morality are gone. He no longer needs to represent the country and the nation, no longer needs to be responsible for anyone or any cause, he will enter the threshold between life and death as a person, a Chinese named Lin Qiming. This is undoubtedly a relief, like a heavily yoked ox that has been lifted from its back.

Only then did I realize that I longed for death in my bones. He should really say "thank you" to Niu Kangnian who launched a death attack on him. While Niu Kangnian pushed him to death, he also liberated him and gave him freedom as an independent person. And before that, he was actually the least free. Although he and his brothers were in an isolated military camp, the brothers could live as individuals to varying degrees, but he could not, his personal existence did not exist, and his body and mind were imprisoned by the morality of the state and the nation.

If this is all he does, the fatal problem is that he lives like this alone, and he wants his brothers to live like this. He was burdened with the morality of the country and the nation, and he was caught in a double predicament, and he hoped that the brothers would bear the moral burden of the country and the nation at the cost of the double predicament. Fei Xingyuan and many brothers persuaded him, but he still didn't listen, which determined his fate today, and it determined that Niu Kangnian, Li Kangnian, Wang Kangnian and others would inevitably murder him......

But he did not regret it, and he did not regret it when he went to the Nine Springs. If he becomes a soldier again in the next life, fights with Oriental devils again, and then goes to the ninth Chinese military battalion, he still chooses this way of living. Although those who bear the suffering of the nation on their shoulders are destined to end well, a nation cannot do without such iron shoulders, and a nation without iron shoulders is doomed to perish. Only those who know what they cannot do when the nation is in danger are real people. An invincible nation is a nation made up of these true people.

The emotions were aroused again, and he struggled to get up, but was held down by Fei Xingyuan. Fei Xingyuan asked him not to move, saying that the flagpole had been erected, and the flag would be raised immediately.

Reminds me of the flag. Raising his hand, he touched it into his arms with a slight trembling feeling.

Fei Xingyuan understood, removed his hand, and took out the national flag soaked in his sweat and blood from his arms. When he showed him the national flag, Fei Xingyuan cried.

He put his hand on the flag and stroked it and said:

"Liter...... Rise! ”

Fei Xingyuan wiped away the tears on his face, saluted him, and responded:

"Yes!"

And he said:

"Put ...... Carry me to the queue...... Larry! Litre...... Flag-raising ceremony for you...... You preside, you ...... You are the battalion lieutenant! ”

Fei Xingyuan nodded and ordered Tu Guoqiang and Xiao Huozi to put him in the queue.

Xiao Huozi cried like a tearful child, and he didn't have the strength to stand him at all. Bai Kequn took the initiative to come to help, and together with Tu Guoqiang, gently put him in the first row of the queue and stood down.

He couldn't stand at all, his whole body seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground. The neck hurts, it is very soft, and it can't support the heavy head. Xiao Huozi sobbed and held his chin up. He saw the national flag that was being tied to the hemp rope of the flagpole, and he saw the fourteen-meter-high flagpole, which he had measured, and it was fourteen meters, which had been cut in two and placed in a bungalow in a room full of desks. He brought it and made a sheath for the joints out of a thin piece of rolled copper. The lower end of the flagpole has a thick bowl mouth, but the wood at the bottom end is rotten, and I don't know if it will break when pulling the hemp rope and raising the national flag? He was a little worried.

And the flag.

The flag was thrown by a young man in a gray cloth shirt on the fourth floor of an apartment building. The young man is like a college student, and like a teacher. On that day in early August, he leaned on the north windowsill and looked upstairs at the apartment, trying to find the familiar little girl, but saw the young man. He had an idea, took out the cigarette case, took out the cigarette, and wrote a sentence on the cigarette box: "'August 13' is coming, can you make a national flag for us?" Then, he folded the cigarette case into a plane and threw it over. The plane fell into the alley, and the smart young man hurriedly ran to the alley to pick up the plane. The next night, the young man threw the flag, which was wrapped in a bag of fine tobacco.

After the national flag was tied, Fei Xingyuan drank the command to stand upright, and then, dressed up his hat, and walked to the position where he stood when he led the brothers to raise the flag spiritually. He could see Fei Xingyuan's face slightly sideways. There were tears on his face, and the tears were like little suns in the glow. He felt that this was not good, it was not good, today was the first time that Fei Xingyuan was in front of the queue as the supreme commander of the whole battalion, and that small sun should not appear on the face of the commander, it would damage the majesty of a commander.

Now it is Fei Xingyuan who is supporting this world. The moral responsibility for the country and the nation was removed from his shoulders and pressed on Fei Xingyuan's shoulders. He hoped that Fei Xingyuan's shoulders would be stronger and stronger than his, and that Fei Xingyuan would be able to outlast him when he shouldered this heavy responsibility, until the war ended with the victory of human freedom and dignity.

Fei Xingyuan was really good, and with tears in his eyes, he solemnly announced that from today onwards, he will be responsible for all the comrades and brothers of the 9th Chinese Military Battalion, and he will also be responsible for the consequences of the flag-raising of this casualty incident.

Fei Xingyuan turned around and stood upright with the movements of a standard soldier, facing the east.

Fei Xingyuan, as he had done in the past, ordered music to be played, raised the flag, and brought his left hand, which was holding his five fingers together, close to the brim of his military cap.

The national flag was raised little by little in the sound of imaginary military music. Military music is imaginary, but the flag is very real, and that flag has his sweat, his blood, and all the loyalty he has gathered throughout the year.

He stood in the ranks of the soldiers like an ordinary soldier and saluted the flag. In the east where the national flag is raised, the bloody sun is jumping out of a sea of fiery red clouds, and the white sun on the national flag is reflected in a blood-red color.

He suddenly realized that he was not being supported to stand in a queue for an anniversary, but standing on the building of Dexin, in front of the windows with sacks, telling a story about China to Lieutenant Colonel Bradick.

The flag was raised to the top of the flagpole, and the warm summer morning breeze puffed up the entire flag. The flag fluttered, obscuring the rising sun in the east. The sun is still visible, and behind the flag, through a layer of bright blue latitude and longitude, it shows a sparkling silhouette and splendor. The two suns, one spiritual and one realistic, are superimposed on a flag, which is probably not a coincidence, but some kind of symbolism, symbolizing the solemn promise of the god of fate to a great people who are not afraid of blood and fire.

Tears came out of his eyes, he took off the hand that Xiao Huozi held on his chin, held his head high, looked at the national flag, looked at the sun, looked at the cloudless free blue sky, and smiled. He saw himself on the flag, and he felt that he was the flag. He laughed for a long time, and felt that his laughter was very loud, very amazing, and strangely, even he didn't hear the amazing laughter, only heard Xiao Huo crying and shouting Deputy Fei Ying.

Fei Xingyuan announced the end of the salute and strode towards him.

When he saw Fei Xingyuan, he also saw Captain Rostow running from the camp gate and dozens of soldiers and patrols. Rostow seemed to blow the whistle, which was sharp and long.

All this has nothing to do with him, how to protect this national flag, how to explain the death of him and Niu Kangnian, and how to take the brothers of the Ninth Chinese Military Battalion to go down the road in the future, it is all the matter of Fei Xingyuan's battalion deputy.

When Fei Xingyuan rushed to him, he finally said:

"I'm too ...... I'm so tired to sleep...... Go to bed. ”

Fei Xingyuan shouted:

"Lao Lin, you ...... You can't die! Can't die! ”

He didn't think about life or death anymore. He really just wanted to get some sleep, get up, and do it again. He looked at Fei Xingyuan and smiled calmly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep forever under a sky with the national flag fluttering.