Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 477

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Because we still have to wait for Cheng Tieshou and a group of artillerymen.

Because of the "inaction" of the 18th Division, the battle situation is not so urgent. The advance group still has four or five hours before dawn.

As soon as Tang Dao arrived here, he ordered the entire army to clean the battlefield and bury the fallen officers and soldiers on the spot. He only ordered the "lone mausoleum" to be left behind until he came in person.

Therefore, the burial ceremony of the 200 troops on the "Guling" position was attended by Tang Dao, who led the detachment and had important officers.

This is also the last honor that Tang Dao can give to these Chinese troops who fight to the death.

Commendation orders and medals can only be issued after the war, not now.

Those who participated in the excavation of the collective grave were all officers above the rank of lieutenant who could stand here. The only exception was Gu Xishui, who had outstanding performance on the battlefield and was promoted to second lieutenant by Tang Dao himself. He was personally approved by Lei Xiong to return to the rear battlefield.

Gu Xishui, who had finished the military salute at the hill, was going to take away his Yaomei'er!

In his words, "Sir, I hope to use all my military exploits for an opportunity to lead people. I will not take up any resources of our army. I will leave with her on my back. Her hometown is in Yunnan and Guizhou, and I will take her with me." His ashes go home with her!”

Leixiong couldn't refuse.

That was the only request his sergeant squad leader made to him after entering the battlefield, and he was even willing to exchange the rank of second lieutenant he was about to receive.

With the bright moon in the sky, such a scene also appeared in the queue of the advance regiment retreating towards the defense line.

　　A sergeant with a fair complexion, carrying a body wrapped in military uniform on his back, with his submachine gun hanging around his neck, marching with difficulty in the wilderness.

The body of the lifeless 'Yaomeier' was so light that in Gu Xishui's heart, she was like a cloud in the sky.

However, that is just psychological. The reality is that even if you are as strong as Tang Dao, you will still be tired after walking seven or eight kilometers with a load of tens of kilograms on your back.

But something like spiritual will may seem illusory, but it can really create incredible miracles.

The young sergeant refused the help of Lu Sanjiang, who had been following him on horseback. He didn't even have the heavy submachine gun in his hands.

The two female nurses closely following Gu Xishui, the only help they could give him was to wipe away the sweat rolling down his forehead with a handkerchief.

He did it.

　　A man who was exhausted from the continuous battles, physically and mentally exhausted, carried his beloved girl who had passed away, passed through the Japanese defense line that was completely blown away by heavy artillery, crossed the muddy wilderness, and returned to the position of the defense line.

The Chinese officers and soldiers who heard about this all looked at the scholar-sergeant with solemn eyes, even though he fainted from exhaustion after walking firmly into the fortification.

The stubborn sergeant, even then, fell to the ground in a prostrate posture.

He wouldn't let anyone hurt his girl again, let alone himself.

The female nurse deceived Gu Xishui and left no letter with the medical captain. The female nurse gave him the letter after he woke up.

But 'Yao Mei'er' didn't lie to him. The letter she left behind actually mentioned Gu Xishui.

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but I can feel you looking at me with hot and serious eyes. Your eyes are very bright, just like my poor brother. When he was still alive, he looked at me like this too. , even the second before death.

I have heard of your bravery for a long time. Like Commander Tang and Commander Lei, you are the most tenacious and unyielding soldier in China.

But I'm really sorry, I can't respond to you!

If you read this letter, then I must be dead! With your wisdom, you should also be able to see that I am not the orphan from central Guizhou as mentioned in my resume. Yes, I have read. Although I have not attended school for a few days, my parents are people who have read many, many books. The uncle who raised me and my younger brother secretly told me that they are the most educated people in this country. A group of people with ideals, but the country is sick and they want to save it.

So, they left, leaving their most beloved children, and all they left us was a letter. But I still don't understand why they are so cruel, even giving up their own children for the sake of the country?

Due to an accident, my uncle was arrested and imprisoned. My younger brother and I lived on the streets. In the end, my younger brother died of hunger and cold due to illness. I decided to find them and ask them about their son's death. They were heartbroken because of their indifference. ?

The reason why I joined the army was that six months before that, I received a letter from my father whom I had never met before. He was in the north and was going to fight for the country. Haha, isn't it ridiculous? He wanted to fight for his country and nation, but he allowed his son to die of illness on the street. Then I will also join the army. I will die on the battlefield and let them lose their daughter again.

Although I also know that what I did was very willful. In the past few months of joining the army, I have seen the advance and succession of my Sichuan army, and I can understand them to a certain extent, but I still hate them and hate them for leaving me and my brother.

My younger brother was just a young man and had not experienced the excitement of life yet. He died of illness in front of my eyes.

I am not afraid of death! Really, even I was afraid of the coldness of death! But I'm really not afraid because I can go and spend some time with my poor brother.

Gu Xishui, I don't know if you have the chance to read this letter. If you do, please forgive me for my willfulness. I am dead, but you have to live well. In the future, there will definitely be a beautiful girl washing and cooking for you, and raising children for you. I will silently bless you in heaven.

I can't tell my father's name in the letter, but he gave me my name. As I write this, I actually don't hate them anymore. I haven't seen their appearance. I really want to see them!

What a pity, just like how I wanted to put my hand into your palm but never imagined it in my heart!

sorry! Gu Xishui! "

After regaining consciousness, Gu Xishui held the letter to his chest and cried like a child.

sorry! I can't love you! But I know your thoughts, and I am equally happy. This may be the most hurtful and unforgettable love words in the world.

Just two young people, they passed each other in the flames of war, and then joined hands again in the far distance between life and death.

That was Gu Xishui's biggest regret in his life, but it also became one of his biggest motivations for not dying so easily.

This letter has been kept on his chest, warmed by body temperature and soaked with sweat. Until one day, he will replace his beloved girl and ask that "cold couple" with extremely high ideals, do you feel sorry for them?

This fashion is for young men and women. No matter how hard they are tempered by the flames of war, they still cannot completely break away from their immaturity.

In the mountains two thousand kilometers away, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a gray military uniform looked at the oil lamp uneasily.

He didn't know that he had lost his life's treasure. He only knew that he wanted to defeat the enemy from a foreign country.

But ideals never stop burning.

China, which is not yet completely boiling, needs fuel, even if it uses the lives of oneself and those of loved ones as oil!

Above the 'lone mausoleum'.

"Old Zhao, it doesn't matter if you die. You have to leave one alive for your company! Otherwise, how can you rebuild the company? How do you ask me to see your division commander and tell him, His guard swordsmanship is completely dead, can he cancel the organization?

You bitch, you bitch, you have no sense of loyalty! What do you want me to say! "The stingy old Zhou was digging the hole with his hands while muttering to himself and cursing his colleagues who had disappeared long ago.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, my whole body froze.

He seemed to have touched something under the soil!

That's a human body!

There seems to be a trace of warmth in the feeling of the fingers.

In an unbelievable daze, the fingers that had been stiffened by the cold soil felt more sensitive than ever before. It was definitely the temperature of the human body.

“There is someone here!” Stingy old Zhou shouted in hiss, as if he had found a rare treasure.

Including Tang Dao, everyone gathered around.

The few tall men in the guard camp who had killed the Japanese soldiers without changing their expressions saw that pale face emerging from the soil. The stingy major put his fingers on his nose tremblingly, looking around with a smile on his face as if he was crying. : The moment of "I still have some energy!"

The collective burst into tears!

(End of this chapter)

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