In a county town on the border between Bactria and Sindhu (Asan), a Yuxinzhuang Yansuanmu Martyrs Cemetery was built on a high mountain.

The names and deeds of the heroes are engraved on the tombstones, but you can't see the end at a glance.

The heroes buried here are all warriors of the Great Xia Kingdom. They were all heroes who sacrificed bravely for their country and their people at their prime years.

This is also their final resting place. Although they died, their heroic deeds will be immortalized.

It seemed as if the heavens were also weeping for these heroes, as a drizzle fell that day.

The entire Martyrs Cemetery was filled with people holding flowers to pay tribute to the heroes, and everyone looked solemn and dignified.

At the Martyrs' Cemetery, a young man in a neat military uniform stood motionless in the drizzle, looking at the tombstones in front of him with moist eyes.

I don't know how long he has been here, or how long he has been standing here. At this moment, no one can understand his mood.

These heroes before us lie in cold graves, but a month ago, they were all living warriors.

"Chen Ping, I know you feel bad, so why shouldn't I? War is ruthless, and they are all good men. Their sacrifice is meaningful, and it is because of their sacrifice that our country has peace."

At some point, a young man appeared beside the young man. The man was also dressed in a neat military uniform and holding a chrysanthemum in his hand.

As he spoke, he placed the chrysanthemum in front of Chen Ping and the tombstone. Then he stepped back a few steps, took off his military cap, and bowed to the tombstone.

Chen Ping squatted in front of the tombstone and stroked the photo on it with his hand. The photo showed a heroic spirit wearing a military uniform and smiling brightly.

"These days I have been thinking how nice it would be to die. That way, I can lie here with them. But I promised them that I would bring them home in one piece."

"I brought them back, but..."

Chen Ping could no longer control his emotions. He banged his head hard on the tombstone and cried silently.

"Why."

The middle-aged man didn't know how to comfort Chen Ping. He placed his broad hands on Chen Ping's shoulders and choked up, saying, "The country will not forget them, and the people will not forget them. You have done a good job. Come with me!"

A year ago, the Sindhu Kingdom provoked the Great Xia Kingdom for no reason, crossed the border, and shot and killed border civilians. The Great Xia Kingdom naturally could not tolerate such behavior.

Yu 놆 launched a self-defense counterattack against Sindhu, which lasted for a whole year. A month ago, the Great Xia army approached the capital of Sindhu and forced Sindhu to surrender unconditionally, ending the war.

This is the last battle to annihilate the enemy army. As the strongest special forces of Daxia and the sharpest knife of Daxia, the Longyan Special Forces accepted the most difficult task of infiltrating behind the enemy and blocking the enemy army's retreat.

Chen Ping, the military god of Daxia, the captain of the Dragon Flame Special Forces, and the general. He received the order and led 177 soldiers of the Dragon Flame Special Forces without hesitation, penetrated 100 kilometers, and went behind the enemy to block the enemy's retreat.

The command had a death order to annihilate the enemy corps and to make sure Chen Ping could stop the enemy for 14 hours no matter what.

You know, the enemy army has tens of thousands of people. Although they have retreated, the battle is still going on. Although the enemy and us are outnumbered, Chen Ping and 177 members of the Longyan special forces swear to complete the blocking mission.

In order to successfully complete the mission, Chen Ping and deputy captain Han Chong each led a team of cavalry to set up a blocking formation.

"Brother, after this separation, it will probably be difficult for us to meet. Maybe you and I will meet at the Martyrs' Cemetery. I have a request. If you are still alive, please take good care of my sister for me. You know, I have no parents, only a sister. I am afraid that after I die, no one will take care of her."

"Okay. Don't worry, I will definitely bring you back safely."

"Um."

This was what Han Chong said when they separated, and it was also their last conversation.

After that, he took me away, and we met again at the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Facing the enemy's desperate charge and artillery fire, the Longyan Special Forces were not afraid at all. They were ready to die and stopped the enemy from retreating again and again.

After a day and night of fierce fighting, all members of the Longyan Special Forces died. Chen Ping relied on his promise to his brothers and his super skills to hold on to the last moment alone.

Until the main force surrounded them, Chen Ping stood on an unknown hill, with all his comrades sacrificing their lives behind him and all the enemies under his feet being killed.

Although some of them managed to break through, the enemy was blocked by the Longyan Special Forces and had no time to retreat, and almost all of them were wiped out.

It was precisely because the enemy was completely annihilated that Sindhu was forced to surrender unconditionally to Daxia.

But the price of this battle was high. All 177 soldiers of the Dragon Flame Special Forces, except for the captain Chen Ping, died heroically.

Chen Ping looked at the corpses of his brothers one by one, he desperately called out, desperately used his hands to dig trenches. Even if his hands were bloody, he wanted to bring everything back to the motherland.

No one knew how much pain he felt in his heart. He would rather die on the mountain with his brothers.

For a whole month, Chen Ping still couldn't forgive himself. Every night he would lie in bed and close his eyes, thinking of those familiar faces.

The jeep carried Chen Ping away from the Martyrs Cemetery and all the way to the Border Command Headquarters.

"Chen Ping, you have made great contributions to the country. Regarding your resignation, both the military and the country have rejected it. Longyan cannot do without you. Although the soldiers have sacrificed their lives, the number has not been lost. Rebuilding Longyan can only rely on you." In the command center, the highest commander of the military, Zhang Jun, said solemnly.

"I promised Han Chong that I would take care of his sister. Also, I don't want to go through what happened again. I don't want to see the brothers I raised fall in front of me one by one. I don't want to endure this kind of grief anymore," Chen Ping said calmly.

Zhang Jun said sternly: "Chen Ping, you are a soldier and a warrior. On the battlefield, sacrifice is inevitable. There is no hope for this, but war is so cruel. I know you feel bad, but why shouldn't I? You should learn to face it, instead of living in self-blame forever."

"You are right, what you said is true. But have you ever felt it, watching familiar faces die in front of me? I can still clearly feel this feeling and pain. It is heart-wrenching and worse than death. I have been asking myself, why death doesn't choose me?"

"I really don't want to experience this kind of pain again. I don't want to see the people I raised all die in front of me one day. I don't want to see those cold tombstones. Please let me retire!"

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Jun resolutely.

Zhang Jun looked helpless and sighed, "Chen Ping, I suggest you take a leave of absence for an indefinite period. As for retirement, it is a serious matter and I cannot decide."

"Chen Ping, go and relax. Don't worry, I won't let anyone disturb you. If you don't want to take care of Han Chong's sister, then go ahead."