Chapter 59 Section 59 Tone and Intonation

This kind of tone and intonation is definitely not the feeling of the big black face who traveled with me, but an iron-blooded colonel who is good at giving lectures without a microphone in front of the green square!A leader of the Iron-Blooded Army who commands the true elite warriors! I didn't dare to speak, I couldn't get up in front of him, and everyone in our brigade couldn't get up. The big black face slowly paced in front of me: "Tell me why?" I opened my mouth, but there was no sound. The big black face turned to me: "For your brother, is it?" I nodded numbly, and my eyes were still looking at his eyes. His eyes had an inexplicable deterrent force that made me dare not face them squarely but let alone avoid them.

Big black face: "For your Chen Pai? Miao Lian? Or your own ambition?" I do not know what to say. The big black face looked at me: "Do you know what your Miao Lian and your Chen Pai are for?" I shake my head. I really don't know, really, how would I know? The tone of the big black face slowed down: "Last time you told me about your brother, I said that I will tell you about my brother in the future - I thought there was still time, but now that you are leaving, I can only tell you about my brother now." Tell it to you—do you listen?" Can I not nod? !

I nod. The big black face turned to the row of young faces on the wall: "The first photo in the first row on the left is my old squad leader Zhang—44 years old when he died. He was the deputy captain of the reconnaissance brigade in our military region. , the rank of colonel—he was also the highest rank officer who died in the reconnaissance brigade of each military region during the battle between the two mountains. Heart—the child was just 14 years old when he sacrificed, and his wife was sick at home all the year round, leaving behind a nearly 60-year-old mother who lived on matchboxes and the pension after his sacrifice, until today!"

That smiling face looked at me, those eyes looked at me. The big black face spoke loudly as if he was explaining the battle situation at the theater headquarters: "The third picture in the second row from the left is my old subordinate Liang—26 years old when he died. Attract the enemy's pursuers at any time, actively ask to stay to stop the enemy, and attract nearly 200 enemy troops who are chasing and suppressing to another direction-after he completed the task, he was surrounded, and the bullets were all shot, so he was captured with a bayonet and a submachine gun. Go, just use a dagger. In the end, three enemies pressed him to the ground. He slammed the bullet on his chest and died with the enemy. He had just been married for half a year before going to the front line. The order of the brigade! ——After the sacrifice, he left his wife and a posthumous son. His wife is still unmarried, and she has worked hard to raise the offspring of the martyr!"

Those younger eyes looked at me, eyes as clear as water. My tears are shaking. The big black face turned to the other side: "Look at this - the first one in the fourth row from the right - his name is Wang, a soldier of the reconnaissance brigade of the military region, my soldier! - when we were being chased and passed a river, In order to eliminate the landmines ahead, he used his own flesh and blood to open a way forward for us!——Do you know how old he was when he died?——17 years old, almost one year younger than you!——His father , a simple rural old man, raised him like that, sent him to the army, and then sent him to the battlefield without hesitation! - After he died, the local civil affairs department asked him what he wanted? You know what his only demand is - —Give half of his son’s ashes to himself, so that he can accompany me every day! ——When sleeping, the urn is next to his pillow; when working, the urn is on the ground where he drinks water— —Why? He talks to the urn when he misses his son!"

The boyish, unadorned face was full of smiles, and the eyes were unadorned. The big black-faced finger points to the photos all over the room: "—Look at my brothers! This room is full of my brothers!——This is sacrificed on the battlefield——This is because skydiving training is not enough. Shen died in a dangerous situation—it was swept away by the flood peak in order to snatch a little sheep from the common people during the flood fighting and rescue! It was for a little sheep! One of my soldiers died! He was only 21 years old, even his partner No talk of it!—Look at them! Take a good look at them!"

My tears flowed down and I cried. The big black face just looked at me: "You know your Miao Lian, your Chen Pai, and why they sacrificed, lost one eye, and became disabled—do you know?!" I cried and shook my head, how could I know?I'm two days away from turning 18! The big black face looked at me with a sneer: "You don't even know this, how dare you tell me you are a man? Have the nerve to say you are a scout? Have the nerve to say you are a private of the People's Liberation Army?" I just know how to cry. "I'll tell you why they—" The big black face pointed at the five-star red flag in the middle of the hall that was riddled with bullets and smoky! — "It's for this! They're all for this flag! Do you know it? Do you know it?!"

I nodded and cried, "I know..." The big black face was furious: "You don't know! You know a fart! What is this?! This is the belief of soldiers! You don't even know this, and you have the nerve to say that you and your Miao Lian, your Chen The platoon is a brother?!" I cried out loud. The big black face pointed to the photos all over the room: "Now you tell them! Tell them you don't want to be brothers with them! - You tell them that you only have the dozens of brothers in your scout company on your mind! Tell them! Tell them! They—you tell them there's no one good enough to be your brother except that scout company! Say it!"

I cried loudly: "Captain..." The big black face interrupted me decisively: "You don't deserve to call me captain! You're not my soldier! You're not my brother! You don't even deserve to be a soldier—you're a bastard! You know what you stabbed Is it me?——No! It’s them! It’s the belief of the soldiers! The honor of the soldiers! It’s them, the seniors, my good brothers!——Why are we called ‘Spike’? How did this title come from?!— - It was called by the enemy! - Why did the enemy call us this?! It is because we allow us to be ruthless. Our brothers are not afraid of death and our brothers dare to die! - Do you know what a brother is? You deserve to be called your Miao Even your Chen Pai these real soldiers are brothers?!"

I howled. Big black face: "You tell this room full of heroic souls now - they are not worthy to be your brothers!" I knelt down and wept loudly. There were also tears in the eyes of the big black face, and he looked at his watch slowly: "There is still half an hour before the ceremony of giving the gun to the team! You remember the half hour! - I want to kick you right now to be honest Get out of my brigade! - But I'll give you a chance, you little bastard who hasn't turned 18 yet! - After half an hour, or you put on our wolf-toothed wolf skin and stand on the playground for me; or just Get the hell out of me! My driver will take you to the station—why is he taking you? Because if someone else does, your car will be stopped and you will be drowned in the spittle of thousands of brothers!"

He turned and went out, pushed the door open all at once, I heard the guards outside giving a gun salute and then the sound of his boots strode away. The door closed again.