Chapter 139: Descendants of Martyrs

Although Jiang Wanrong on the other end pricked up her ears, the mobile phone was silent. She wanted to ask tentatively, but her newly opened mouth closed again. She realized what was happening on the other end. Silence is better than sound at the moment. Isn't that exactly what she wants?

She stopped listening, hung up the phone silently, looked at her lover who was waiting by her side without complaint or regret, and threw herself into the other party's arms emotionally. She wants to replicate her best friend's emotion at the moment.

Xing Hongming sighed with emotion in his heart: "Cypress and Fangfang passed the test of life and death, and experienced the touching of a reunion after the catastrophe, and completely put aside all previous suspicions with each other. I'm so happy for both of them. ”

Jiang Wanrong's heart was full of mixed feelings: "Brother Hong Ming... Didn't I go through a test of life and death... Now I can still be lucky enough to be pampered by you... I feel so happy..."

Xing Hongming patted her on the back of the shoulder, recalling the several hardships he had shared, and pressed his heart tighter.

In fact, there is a deeper feeling about sharing hardships than the two of them, which is Shen Linxi on the other side of the continent.

She was sitting alone in the women's dormitory in a daze. In Ye Xiaohui's absence, she was always immersed in the thrill of being trapped in the lair of militants and later trapped in a desperate situation. The voice and smile of the guardian of her own life filled her mind, and she was distracted.

Bang Dang!

The door to the dormitory was pushed open hard. Zhang Jiuyue burst in through the door.

She was taken aback and immediately stood up and looked at the other person.

Zhang Jiuyue may have moved too violently, but at this time he gasped slightly, smiled apologetically at her, and expressed in his eyes that he did not mean to frighten her.

Shen Linxi recalled the kindness of being taken care of along the way, and finally did not get angry, but said angrily: "Why did you come to the women's dormitory?" ”

Zhang Jiuyue naturally knew that this was a forbidden area for men, and quickly explained: "I don't want to either, isn't it to find you?" ”

"What are you looking for me?"

Zhang Jiuyue asked rhetorically: "What are we doing here?" ”

"Of course, it's to interview our Danhai peacekeepers."

"That being the case. Why don't you hurry up and stay in the middle of the day? ”

Shen Linxi couldn't help but sigh and said, "You can't keep your soul!" By the way, don't you like to listen to other people's warriors tell stories? Haven't you been scared by the story of the big bad wolf? ”

Zhang Jiuyue smiled bitterly: "Are you trying to squeeze me?" I learned about other people's heroic deeds, and I specially asked you to share them. ”

Shen Linxi disagreed: "I heard Brother Xiaohui say that the group of soldiers guarding the refugee camp did not experience the test of war, how could there be 'heroic deeds'?" ”

Zhang Jiuyue frowned: "Do you think that a soldier has to be on the battlefield to become a hero?" ”

Shen Linxi glared at him in amazement: "Could it be that these ordinary soldiers really have materials to dig up?" ”

"Where are they ordinary? To be able to represent the motherland in the world's peacekeeping missions, all of them are selected elite soldiers. ”

Shen Linxi lowered her head and defended herself: "It's not that I don't interview, but the protagonist here is not there." Besides, we haven't found our interview equipment yet. ”

Zhang Jiuyue sighed slightly: "Xixi, the protagonist in your mouth is Captain Ye, right?" ”

Shen Linxi didn't hide it: "What if it's him?" He is from Danhai. Shouldn't the focus of our interview be on him? ”

"You're right about interviewing him. But among these warriors, there are also Danhai nationality! ”

Shen Linxi's heart moved: "You mean the warrior surnamed Wu, right?" ”

"Yes, it's that Comrade Xiao Wu!"

Shen Linxi took a long breath: "What heroic deeds did he tell you?" ”

Zhang Jiuyue rushed to the top as if he was full of enthusiasm: "Xixi, have you heard of the deeds of our Danhai demining hero Wu Wentao?" ”

Shen Linxi scratched her head: "It seems to be a little familiar, what's the matter with forgetting?" ”

Zhang Jiuyue was very excited: "I remember." He is the pride of our Danhai people. In the last deeds, the demining heroes of the nineties have been fighting in the southwestern border of the motherland. ”

Shen Linxi's eyes lit up: "Could it be that he is Xiao Wu?" ”

"Where do you want to go? When people became famous, you weren't born yet. Besides, there are no veterans in this peacekeeping force, except for Political Commissar Lei, who is over 40 years old. ”

Shen Linxi blinked his curious eyes: "Where is that Wu Yingying?" ”

"He... It has already been sacrificed. ”

Shen Linxi's heart sank: "Why did you suddenly mention him?" ”

"This Comrade Xiao Wu is the son of Wu Wentao back then."

"You want me to interview the descendants of the heroes of those days?"

"It's more than that. I want you to understand a great mother behind him through an interview with this post-90s soldier, that is, the wife of the martyr Wu Wentao. ”

Shen Linxi looked surprised: "That mother... Great? ”

Zhang Jiuyue paid respect: "When Wu Wentao was martyred, she was just pregnant. In order to leave a trace of blood for the martyrs, she insisted on protecting the fetus, did not have to organize a little care, and worked hard alone to raise her son and train him to be an excellent warrior. ”

Shen Linxi was shocked, deeply shocked, and immediately stood up and said in a firm tone: "That's good." I immediately interviewed the fighter! ”

In this debate, Zhang Jiuyue finally won once. In the past, when they had differences, he always let each other go.

At a training ground in the barracks, Shen Linxi met with the soldier. She's going to interview him here. Zhang Jiuyue used one of other people's mobile phones as a temporary shooting prop.

The one who looked a few years younger than Zhang Jiuyue, in his early twenties, his face had not yet faded, he was slender and tall, through Shen Linxi's vision, the other party was slightly shorter than Xiaohui's brother, and he was also tall and heroic against the backdrop of a military uniform. Given that he was a descendant of martyrs, Shen Linxi's demeanor was solemn.

"Comrade Xiao Wu, how long have you been abroad?"

Xiao Wu's voice was a little shy: "It's been more than a year." ”

"Want to go home?"

Xiao Wu shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

"Why don't I want to go home?"

"This is my post. I have to fulfill my obligations. ”

Shen Linxi secretly sighed, worthy of being a descendant of the martyrs, so he led the topic directly to the martyrs: "Can you talk about your father?" ”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu shook his head lightly: "I'm not familiar with him." ”

Shen Linxi was stunned and said, "Didn't you hear your mother talk about him?" ”

Xiao Wu shook his head again: "My mother never talks about him. It wasn't until I joined the army that I was told about my background. She didn't talk much about my dad, though. ”

Shen Linxi sighed softly: "Then let's talk about your mother, right?" ”

Xiao Wu didn't speak, his eyes moistened first, his mouth squirmed a few times, and he couldn't make any sound.

Zhang Jiuyue was in charge of the camera, so it was inconvenient to interject, so he could only glance at Shen Linxi frequently.

Shen Linxi understood, and said a few words of comfort to the soldier.

Xiao Wu's excited emotions calmed down, and he finally opened the conversation-

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