Chapter 1655 Mother of the Motherland - the way home from a dream (5)

   "Our Chinese children are proud. As long as our beliefs remain, as long as we do not fall, our beliefs will condense into a sharp knife, and finally slash at our enemies."

"I, Zhang Jianguo, the head of the 13th Regiment of the Ninth Division of Huaguo, I swear here that I will not be afraid of hardships, for the victory of the country and the people, for the sake of peace, and fight to the last moment. Because, I love me The motherland, I will swear to the death to defend the motherland and the people."

   In the last sentence, he almost used up all his strength.

The voice of    echoed for a long time at this moment.

   At this moment, all the warriors seemed to be inspired by him.

   Their originally confused eyes gradually brightened.

   The blood flowing in the body boils again at this moment.

   "Swear to the death to defend the motherland and the people!"

   I don't know who it is, I shouted aloud, followed by shouting one after another.

   "Swear to the death to defend the motherland and the people!"

   "Swear to the death to defend the motherland and the people!"

  “…”

   "We will definitely win!"

  Yin Yin quietly looked at the group of lovely Chinese children who were crying, but their faces were full of hope, courage and infinite will, and her eyes were slightly sore.

   She whispered in her heart: Don't be afraid, your motherland has always kept you in her heart, never, never forget...

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   The temperature at night is lower than that during the day.

   Even though the firewood is constantly burning, it still does not bring much warmth.

  Here, they can only set up simple tents by themselves.

   Probably in order to dispel the malaise of his comrades-in-arms, Zhang Jianjun, the head of the 13th regiment, decided that everyone would gather together tonight and tell their own stories.

   The comrades in the 13th regiment are all from all over the motherland.

   "Who will speak first?" Zhang Jianguo asked, looking at everyone.

   Seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Jianguo said, "Or let me speak first."

   "I, from the capital..."

  Zhang Jianguo is from the capital. He is from the third generation of red, and his family has been passed down for three generations. His grandfather and grandmother gave birth to his father, and his father and mother gave birth to only him.

Speaking of his family, Zhang Jianguo's eyes showed nostalgia: "...My parents died when I was ten years old. In order to arrest criminals and rescue hostages, they died. At that time, many people said, my parents died. They are heroes, because their sacrifices have rescued hundreds of hostages, but only I know that I lost my parents. At that time, I stubbornly thought, I don't want my parents to be heroes, I just want my parents to accompany me , I even blamed my parents at that time, and I didn't understand their behavior.

   Later, when I was fifteen years old, I joined the army. Not because I want to be a hero, not because I want to be a soldier. I just want to know why my parents are willing to be soldiers, willing to go home for missions, even my son, and willing to sacrifice their lives to save the hostages.

  To be honest, I hated joining the army at first, and when I first went in for training, I always made trouble, that is, the thorns in it, liked to fight with people, like to pick things up. Until later, when I went to perform a mission, because of my willfulness, I and innocent people fell into the hands of the enemy. At that time, we almost died. It was my company commander who saved me. To save us, the company commander almost died. That was the first time I clearly felt the flow of life, and that's when I asked him why he wanted to save us, and if he didn't save us, he wouldn't have had an accident. "

   (end of this chapter)