The casualty rate is a sad topic, but also a heavy number.
Ye Jian saw tears in his eyes, his eyes were a little sore, and he whispered softly: "Death is inevitable. They wear military uniforms and sacrifice to protect the motherland. People are gone, but their spirits will last forever, remembering those who are alive. In his heart, the soul is immortal, the will is immortal, and it will live forever in another way."
The soul is immortal, the will is immortal, and they use their fearless spirit of sacrifice to influence generations of soldiers, and pass on from generation to generation, without destroying or destroying!
"You are right. Although they sacrificed, their spirit will always exist in our company. Xiaozhi said that he wanted to lie next to our comrades in the quarter team. He also said that he hoped that he would not hurt you. I will bring the cup when it is over. Sorghum told him that you are fine."
After listening, Ye Jian's tears flowed suddenly, and the rain rushed to his face. In fact, he couldn't tell which was the tears and which was the rain. Only those who shed tears knew how fierce the tears flowed back then.
Xiaozhi, the scout who brought her to Team Liu, when he raised the gun, his face showed a young scout who was a contemporary soldier, Leng Yi. During this operation, he was divided into cover at 3:34 in the afternoon. Two of his comrades in arms, unfortunately sacrificed....
Martyr Zhang Chengzhi, a scout of the Border Defense Detachment, a member of the Party, joined the army in February 1994, died on February 5, 1999, completed the mission, and won first-class merit!
He joined the army at the age of 19 and sacrificed at the age of 24. He dedicated the best years of his life to his loyal and beloved motherland, and wrote a heroic battle hymn with his own blood!
Ye Jian walked to his side, squatted down and gently held the right hand of the martyr Zhang Chengzhi who had been closed forever, and said softly: "I am Ye Jian, don't worry, everything is fine with me, very, very good."
"If there is another life, I will wait for us to fight together again in the next life."
Rest in peace, hero! The heroic soul is not scattered, the ambition is forever!
This was the first time Ye Jian really encountered sacrifice. He was a bit shy because he was a female soldier at around eleven o'clock. When he saw him only a few hours later, life and death were eternally separated.
And he still had himself in the last regret, he was still worried about his safety.
Standing up, Ye Jian picked up his sniper rifle and sent the last bullet towards the sky to his comrades in arms, to the heroes who had already escaped the flames of war, and wish him a good journey!
Taking off his military cap and paying respects, Ye Jian took back his hand until the stretcher carrying the hero disappeared in front of him.
"Take care! There are our patrolling brothers in the mountains. If you need help, you can stay here..." Team Liu took out the mountain road maps they usually use for patrolling, and marked out the locations of contact points in the mountains. If you leave a name in these places, our brothers can find them."
Ye Jian memorized the next few points. This time I ran into a drug dealer, but I don’t know if I’ll encounter it next time. It's fine to remember.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, Ye Jian left the village and set off again in the sight of the armed police of Liu's team.
Looking back, I can still see a few mountains standing in the rain and looking at him. Ye Jian turned around and once again returned to the armed police who were seeing off. His eyes slid over their faces, and the corners of their mouths were not tightened. Looking back, he plunged into the rainforest.
Sadness was hidden deep in their eyes, their eye sockets were so red that they were bloodshot, as if they only had to close their eyes slightly to shed blood and tears, this kind of forbearance of grief made her leave very heavy. .