Chapter 24 The Last Soldier · Steadfast

After making this decision, he went back to Xinji Village.He told old man Wu and Xiaolan what he was thinking, and Xiaolan seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and was not surprised at all. She just looked into the distance, just like she watched him walking step by step back then.The old man Wu didn't say anything, he squatted in the corner and smoked, the smoke covered the old man Wu's body. After being married for such a long time, you haven't had a single day of peace.Dad will not go, he has lived here all his life.You go first, and I'll go find you when I finish delivering it to my father.

After listening to Xiaolan's words, he shed tears silently, for Xiaolan's understanding.From the day he met Xiaolan, he believed that Xiaolan was a good person. He went back to the cabin alone.There is a piece of wasteland at the foot of the mountain, and he has been optimistic about that piece of land for a long time. He wants to open up wasteland and cultivate the land to support himself, and this will be his home from now on. Soon, the famous War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea started again, and the troops went to the front again.In those days, he squatted on the top of the hill for a long time, staring into the distance.He knew that under a certain sky beyond his vision, the troops were fighting hard battles, victories and defeats, bloodshed and sacrifices.Watching and thinking about it, he said to his comrades on the hillside: Our troops left again, this time to North Korea, to fight the American devils.That's our team...

Now he has always regarded the 182nd Division as his own unit. The members of the Independent Regiment are gone, but the soul of the Independent Regiment is still there.Ever since he regarded the 182nd Division as his own unit, when he thought of the 182nd Division, those familiar people came to life in front of him again, and those passionate years before became his fond memories. When autumn came, the land he opened up was reaped, and he renovated the cabin again.The wooden house is still a wooden house, bigger and brighter than before. He is waiting for Xiaolan to come and live.Later, he went to a small village eight miles away to ask for a dog. Its black fur was smooth and smooth, and only four hooves were surrounded by white.A man, a dog, they keep watch on the hillside.Guarding the fourteen graves, looking at the distant mountains and the near clouds.Sometimes, he talked to his comrades, and sometimes to the dog. Those who talked and chattered had days and thoughts.

Not long after, some people came from the local organization. They came to see the fourteen graves and asked him a lot about the situation. recorded.Including the names of those sacrificed soldiers, and of course asked about his situation.The people in the organization left a message, asking him to find someone in the original army, explain his situation, organize him to give him a title, and take care of him. After the people in the organization left, he thought of the 182nd Division and the names that had been sleeping in the roster of martyrs for a long time. He himself would definitely not be able to prove it.He felt that it didn't matter whether he proved himself or not. The important thing was the martyrs. They had been lying here silently for several years, and their relatives were already dying.

Sure enough, not long after, the organization erected a monument on this mountain. It was a monument to the martyrs, and the deeds of the martyrs and their names were written on the monument.People in the organization told him that the families of these martyrs would be given names and care, and at the same time urged him to go to the army to find someone to prove himself. From then on, there was another monument in his eyes on the hillside, and his hanging heart finally fell, and he felt relieved for the martyrs.Looking and thinking, he returned to the evening when the blocking battle started, the sun was blood red, and he and his comrades stood in line on the mountain, listening to the wind blowing past his ears.It was also evening at this moment, and there were fourteen alive and kicking beings standing beside him at that time, but now they were lying in front of his eyes.When he thought of this, he felt ashamed that he was still alive.