Chapter 21 Section 12

phalanx. Camouflage phalanx. A camouflage phalanx formed by one hundred and thirty three fighters. The phalanx is as motionless as a mountain under the scorching sun. The phalanx, dominating the dragon in silence. The dark and thin face under the helmet contained infinite power in the silence. Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks and down his Adam's apple. He Zhijun looked at his phalanx, as if looking at his lost youth.Many years ago, he also stood in such a phalanx, but at that time it was called the Reconnaissance Brigade—but today, it is called the Special Reconnaissance Brigade.

Lin Qiuye stood at the end of the viewing seats on the side below the parade platform. The mid-level officers and young staff officers from various departments of the military region were already in place, and the press officers were busy with their work with cameras and video cameras.Faced with such a scene, Lin Qiuye's heart was also beating thumpingly. nation. army. honor. mission. These unfamiliar terms hit Lin Qiuye's heart again, she thought she had forgotten it long ago.But facing such a small but majestic camouflage phalanx, and the piercing young eyes on those dark and thin faces, her long-lost excitement and pride once again felt like bamboo shoots. Drilled out and occupied her whole mind.She tried her best not to let herself cry.

Seeing Lao He's stalwart body standing on the parade platform, I felt a different kind of pride in my heart—look, this is my man, and he is the protagonist of today. Yes, He Zhijun is the protagonist today, and no one can change this. Today is the day when the special reconnaissance brigade of the A military region confers the military flag—in other words, it is the birthday. At 8:50, the chief of staff who was on duty shouted loudly: "Salute——" Brush—a neat piece of white glove held up. The convoy of the head of the military region entered the playground and stopped beside the rostrum under the guidance of the pickets.The first to come down is the commander of the military region, followed by the old man, and then the political commissar, the chief of staff, the director of the political department, etc. It can be said that there are so many stars!

The veteran generals walked up to the rostrum amid the salute of the officers and soldiers, and took their seats according to their name cards. "Libi--" Brush - another neat sound. Lin Qiuye's heart was beating even harder. Although she had been in the General Hospital of the Military Region for many years, she had basically seen all these chiefs, and some of them were even familiar with them—but she had never seen them together.But today, for the sake of this small independent unit of more than a hundred people, they are all here, and they are not as amiable as they were in the General Hospital of the Military Region in the past.

She was too busy thinking about it, but she couldn't hear anything below. When she came back to her senses, the chief had finished speaking and it was time to present the flag—she saw her man solemnly accepting the commander's speech with both hands. flag, and then a neat salute. The old man stood up slowly, and a staff officer quickly picked up the microphone on the table.The old man pushed him away without even looking at him. "What date is it today?!" The old man asked sharply—his old voice suddenly became so majestic and vigorous, not at all like an elderly person. "July 7, 1991!" The phalanx of more than a hundred people roared in unison, and the formation was actually like a mountain.

"What happened today in history?!" The old man's eyes radiated a cold light like an eagle. "July 7 Incident!" The phalanx shouted in unison. ——Lin Qiuye's heart trembled, and she was so worried about her daughter's college entrance examination that she really didn't know that today was the anniversary of the July 7th Incident.This soldier is really unqualified. Before he had time to think about it, the old man asked again: "Do you know why you chose to set up the special reconnaissance brigade of our military region today?!" "Know!" More than a hundred young men roared in unison.

"Why?!" The old man waved his right hand in the air. "Don't forget the national humiliation! Remember the responsibility!" The voices of the boys echoed in the valley. "By the way!" The old man seemed to be younger all of a sudden, "On July 7, 1937, the Japanese devils fired the first shot of the all-out war of aggression against China at Marco Polo Bridge! This is the national humiliation day of our Chinese army! It is also the day of our Chinese army. Remembrance Day! Because our country was invaded and our people were bleeding! But we won! So we must always remember this day! Choosing this day to be the day when the Special Reconnaissance Brigade was established is to let you remember—absolutely History cannot be allowed to repeat itself!"

"Don't forget the national humiliation! Remember the responsibility!" The phalanx shouted three times in succession. Lin Qiuye's heart was connected and was shocked three times. He Zhijun raised his right fist towards the brightly colored military flag: "I swear!" Swipe—more than a hundred elite warriors raised their right fists: "I swear!" "I will keep in mind my mission and responsibility!" The phalanx shouted in unison: "I will keep my mission and responsibility in mind!" "Brave and tenacious, never back down!" Still shouting like that: "Be brave and tenacious, never back down!"

"I would rather die than be a prisoner, and leave the last bullet to me!" Still the earth was shaking: "I would rather die than be a prisoner, and leave the last bullet to me!" ... Tears rolled down Lin Qiuye's face. What else can I say? What else could Lin Qiuye say? Country, duty, army, honor, sacrifice, faith... These nouns that have become indifferent in many people's minds were so real in Lin Qiuye's heart on July 7, 1991. So that never forget.