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Chapter 13 Section 4

Facing the enemy 刘猛 639Words 2018-03-18
"We are all soldiers, and our only destination is war." Colonel Litvinenko drank, "We were born for war, and we will die for war—learn to enjoy the time you are alive, and find this woman, Scorpion." Tears welled up in Ruan Wenxiong's eyes, and in front of his eyes was the Jing girl in white clothes... Colonel Litvinenko looked at him: "What's the matter? It's the first time I've seen you cry." Ruan Wenxiong didn't speak, tears kept streaming. The girl was about to sing, but she heard a hoarse voice from the corner, and the band was also stunned.

Ruan Wenxiong is singing with his hoarse throat: " (Chinese meaning: Noisy night, I miss you on a winter night, I am so lonely this winter night without you. The continuous drizzle, but I can't see you, Oh, the rain is crying. Where have you been, where are you? )” This is a Vietnamese song, sung from the man's throat, with endless desolation. The band also stopped playing, and everyone was dumbfounded. Ruan Wenxiong closed his eyes... Tranquil and peaceful Vietnamese villages, paddy fields, buffalo... The girl in white was chased by a boy, giggling, she ran into the jungle...

The UH-1 helicopter group of the US military is overwhelming... The A4 Skyhawk attack plane dropped from the sky, dropping napalm bombs... A curtain of fire in the jungle, and all that was lost... The boy was blown up, and the jungle in front of him was already a sea of ​​flames... Ruan Wenxiong's throat was hoarse, almost shouting, like a desperate lone wolf: " (Chinese meaning: Love is like the wings of a bird, flying away with the wind, To longing you, always love. lonely night, you know Alone, I'm hoping, The rain is still falling, I am longing and waiting. Suddenly, with your smile, the grass and the trees want to stick together,

Sing softly, sweet memories, One day you will return, that passionate love, The song that is etched in my heart will never disappear...)" Tears rolled down his face, over the scars on his face, and over his neck, where the brown mottle was the mark of a burn.
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