The badge is very old, and I can't see anything on it clearly, and it's not gold, just a little bit of gold paint......

"Is this a medal?" Yu Huifei asked.

Qin Shubao shook his head: "No, this is a button." When we people leave their hometowns, women will make such a button for men. There is usually a pattern that belongs to him...... But after a long time, it has worn out.

Seeing this button, I can basically conclude that this is the team that my grandfather lost back then.

However, the war was very bitter in those days, and sometimes there were no clothes, so you had to wear the clothes of the dead.

So, just seeing a button, I can't take it safely. ”

Yu Huifei understood what Qin Shubao meant, and took out the diary, but he didn't have time to read it just now.

The journal opened, and the heads of several guys came together.

The words on it are very delicate, and it doesn't look like a big old man who can only fight, but like a literati showman.

The owner of the diary is named Zhang Shun, and after turning the first page, everyone realizes that although it is a diary, it has no date.

There aren't many things recorded on each page, it's very sloppy, and it seems like I'm in a hurry every time I record something.

The first page reads: "In the face of a strong enemy, there is no way to back down. Although I am still young, as a man, when my blood is spilled on the battlefield, I will live up to my youth! Tomorrow, I will volunteer to join the army to protect my mountains and rivers in China. I only hope that I can come back alive and give my mother filial piety......"

There was a kind of enthusiasm and excitement in the text, obviously Zhang Shun was very excited at that time, and at the same time, it could be seen that he should not be very old at that time.

Turn the second page.

"I'm thrilled to have successfully enlisted. There are several familiar faces in a class, Brother Da Niu, Er Gouzi, Qin Wushu, and Wang Er Mazi are all ...... Haha, this time the battlefield is not lonely. The only annoying thing is that they can't write, and they force me to write letters to their families every day! I'm here to fight, not to write letters to my family!"

Seeing this, Qin Shubao said excitedly: "It's the unit that my grandfather joined at the beginning!"

Yu Huifei also nodded, and by now, it was basically certain that the Qin Shubao brothers and sisters were not lying! What they said was true.

So everyone looked down with complete confidence.

Page 3......

"Standing on the bank of the Yalu River, on one side are the people who saw them off, and once again we are. But why do they look down on me so much?

Several old men and grandmothers pulled me and didn't let me go, saying that I was too young.

If I hadn't been excited, shouting that the commander was coming, attracting their attention and taking the opportunity to slip away, maybe I would have been left behind by them.

Aunt Wang asked me, are you afraid to go to the battlefield at such a young age.

I laughed, can I not be afraid? I'm not a god.

But, if I don't die, they will call, what will my mother do?"

Page 4......

"I'm so scared of ...... when there's a war today"

There are only these few words, the words are crooked, and there are tear stains on them, obviously Zhang Shun's first battle was not smooth. He seemed to be scared, secretly weeping......

Page 5......

"Brother Da Niu is dead...... I wanted to collect his body, but the shells were so dense that the squad leader wouldn't let me go. I feel so sick and homesick...... I miss my...... But...... I can't go back. I still have bullets in my gun, and I can still move......"

Page 6......

Qin Wushu broke a leg and is still screaming. Er Mazi is stopping the bleeding for him, but the bleeding can't be stopped!"

Page VII

"Qin Wushu was sent to the rear hospital, I hope he can get better as soon as possible. ”

Page 8......

"We're surrounded, I don't know if we'll be able to break out, maybe we won't have a chance to write a diary in the future. I hope this diary can be passed out, so that everyone knows us, and knows Zhang Shun, Li Daniu, Wang Ermazi, and Liu Ergou of Da Liu Zhuang. ”

Seeing this, Yu Huifei and the others' hearts were also uncomfortable.

The diary is actually quite thick, and it is obvious that Zhang Shun was afraid that he would have no paper to write a diary on the front line, so he deliberately bought a thick one.

However, at this moment, it is almost empty on page 8......

This shows that they have only been on the front line for almost a short time before they encounter a tragic battle, and they may not be able to return to this battle.

Turning back, page 9, no words, page 10 no words.

"This kid won't just die, will he? The hero in the coffin, could it be that he picked up someone else's diary and brought it back?" Bai Wuchang muttered.

Yu Huifei didn't speak, with his experience in school for so many years, a book and notebook that he has never turned over, you can see from the side that the place that has not been turned will be very white. But this one is different, it's all black, apparently because it's often overcome.

Sure enough, the hard work paid off, Yu Huifei turned to a line of words when he was more than 20 pages, and the words were still Zhang Shun's words, but they were a little distorted, and the interval between each word and each word was not the same, and it was often serialized.

But you can still see what he's writing......

"I never wanted to write, I didn't want to remember, but I still have to write about it, because it's the only way to record them.

On that day, the battle was so fierce that there were planes bombing in the sky, artillery in the distance, and tanks could be seen opening the way in the distance, rushing through the trenches and heading straight for us.

I saw Liu Ergou rushing up with an explosives bag, but after rushing more than ten meters, his legs were broken by a machine gun, and he couldn't find it after being blown up by the bomb.

I saw a comrade rushing up with a machine gun, but quickly lay down.

And I'm ......

I just remember someone shouting at me, get down, but the next moment I was flying.

I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything, it was pitch black, my eyes hurt, it seemed to be bleeding or tears, or sweat.

I don't know how long it took, but I got up, and I heard the sound of tanks and the sound of the enemy's big leather boots on the ground.

I know, they're coming.

I remember the regimental commander told me that if the enemy rushes in front of you, don't hesitate, don't wait for orders, just blow the trumpet!

People can die, but positions cannot be lost!

I picked up the bugle and stood up, I blew it!

I'm blowing loud......

But......

Why?

Why can't I hear the familiar shouts of killing?

Can't hear the familiar sound of a charge?

I remember that Zhao Cannon's voice was bright, and when he blew the trumpet before, his shouting and killing shook my ears.

But why didn't he shout?

And Sun Fusheng, doesn't this southern boy like to hang a bell around his neck the most? Every time he charges, he will hang the bell well, and when he rushes out, it will jingle and jingle...... Why didn't it ring today?

And the squad leader, this guy will cover me every time and cheer me up. Because he knows that I am actually quite timid, standing on a high place and playing the trumpet, I often lack confidence...... So he stood in front of me every time, saying that he was helping me block bullets and let me feel at ease to blow.