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"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the song of victory is so loud. Let us sing to our beloved motherland, which will move towards prosperity and strength from now on..." The war was over, and the beautiful female literary and artistic soldiers sang the song "Singing the Motherland" for everyone.
Accompanied by deep feelings for the country and the soulful and heroic melody, the soldiers could not help but sing along, "From now on, we will move towards prosperity and strength, crossing mountains and plains, crossing the surging Yellow River and Yangtze River. This vast and beautiful land is our beloved homeland. The heroic people have stood up. We are united and strong as steel..."
As they sang, more and more volunteers shed tears unconsciously. Xiao Li had never seen his comrades cry during the war, but now they were crying... Did this really make them indifferent? No, it was because they knew that their tears at that time were meaningless.
As the song began to play, scenes of my comrades' sacrifice emerged in my mind. Those brothers who were once close to each other were left forever in this strange land...
"Rest in peace! Your brothers and comrades, your motherland, and the people who live happily ever after will never forget the sacrifices you have made for the country and the people. The people and the country will never forget you!" With that, tears streamed down his face, and a group of men let out a heart-wrenching howl, weeping uninterruptedly for a long time...
After the Korean War ended, Xiao Li always thought that they would be able to return home soon. He had hope in his heart, and he smiled more often. He could even joke with his comrades whenever he had nothing to do, which made him feel at home in the entire regiment.
Most men like to make dirty jokes. Xiao Li, who grew up at the bottom of society, is even better at it. He can use dirty words and make dirty jokes at will.
"You don't even have a girlfriend, but you know a lot." The commander of the 4th Battalion of the 3rd Regiment sat beside Xiao Li with a large porcelain jar in his hand and couldn't help teasing him while listening to his bragging.
"Hey, it turns out that our battle-hardened Captain Xiao hasn't even found a wife. We thought he had already found several wives." Everyone laughed and drank together, temporarily forgetting their sadness.
Xiao Li wasn't angry either. They were just brothers, and joking around together could help strengthen their relationship. "What's the big deal? Are you the only ones with wives saying no, and us the ones without wives saying no? So what if he got married a few years earlier than us? You're just bragging to us. If you have the guts, go home and tell your sisters-in-law about it!"
"Don't you agree, single brothers?"
"Yes!" a group of bachelors howled at the top of their lungs.
Suddenly, Xiao Li realized that there were quite a few single people in the army, and he suddenly felt relieved...
A pack of dogs is better than one dog...
Comfortable!
Three months after the armistice, Xiao Li did not leave North Korea as he had hoped. Instead, he joined the railway troops and the Korean people in rebuilding and repairing railways and bridges damaged by the war. He also joined the local people, helped them build houses and schools, and helped the elderly with difficulties with farm work.
In just a few months, Xiao Li learned things that he had never been exposed to before.
Three years of battlefield experience have made him versatile... He won't have to worry about not being able to support himself when he retires.
"Brother, this is for you." A thin little boy who looked only five or six years old held the apple in his hand and handed it to Xiao Li's mouth.
Xiao Li didn't understand what he was saying, but he could guess what he meant by his body movements. Looking at the small piece of apple in the child's hand, he waved his hand, squatted beside the little boy and said softly, "Thank you, little friend, but we volunteers can't take a single needle or thread from the people. I can't accept it. If you have good things in the future, don't send them to me. I won't accept them."
After coaxing the little boy away, the volunteers who were helping to build the road beside Xiao Li laughed and joked, "Hey, you're already so old and still call yourself someone's brother. You're much more shameless than us."
"Of course." Although he has not been able to find a mirror to see what he looks like, Xiao Li has a mysterious confidence in himself. He firmly believes that the characters he has created with his own hands must remain handsome even after going through wind and rain.
Since the victory of the war, many Korean people have come to the volunteer army's camp from dozens of miles away. In order to thank the Chinese soldiers who helped them defend their homeland, they often bring various foods and fruits to give to the volunteers. Some people even give their treasured "treasures" such as patchwork quilts and wedding rings to Xiaoli and them.
Xiao Li still remembers that one morning before the sun rose, an old lady with white hair and a cane came to the base. She said breathlessly that she had walked from a small mountain village more than ten miles away just to thank the volunteers.
Under the gaze of the volunteers, she pulled out a patchwork quilt made of scraps of various colors from her bosom with trembling hands. The patchwork quilt was very small, probably only a newborn baby could wear it. The old lady touched the clothes, a look of nostalgia in her eyes, and tremblingly handed it to a volunteer beside her.
The old lady said that she made the patchwork quilt for her grandson by personally asking for scraps of cloth from neighbors and relatives before the war. The child did not survive the war, so she kept it as a treasure. After the war was won, the old lady wanted to give her most precious thing to the volunteers to thank them for their sacrifices for Korea...She wished the volunteers to have fewer illnesses and good health in the days to come.
Giving the volunteers a patchwork quilt that prayed for a baby's longevity looked ridiculous but it moved the volunteers.
From then on, more and more Korean people came and sent all kinds of unexpected things to the volunteers...so funny that it was touching.
But they didn't take any of it.
In early 1954, Xiao Li received an order from his superiors to return to China secretly with the army.
Xiao Li was very excited when he received the mission. He could finally go home, even though there were relatives there whom he had never known in his life.
Xiao Li didn't show it on his face, but he was extremely excited inside. He turned around and saw the soldier next to him who had also received the notice to return. He looked unhappy, so he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy?"
"Our comrades are still here. If we go back, we'd be deserters!"
Xiao Li, who has traveled through four years and fought on the battlefield, is always different from the Chinese soldiers of this era. In his opinion, they can go home after winning the battle, reap the fruits of victory, be heroes, and be welcomed by thousands of people. He even imagined in his mind countless times the scene of the Chinese people coming out to greet them, and he had even thought about giving a speech.
"This is an order." Xiao Li thought for a moment and said, "We don't have the right to choose. Since our superiors have issued such an order, we can only carry it out."
What I mean is that if you have any opinions, you have to keep them to yourself.
Wouldn’t it be better to go home?
Of course it’s good, but for the Chinese soldiers, the front line is still unstable. What if Old M takes the opportunity to counterattack after they leave... What about their comrades?
The superiors also took into consideration the problems that the soldiers could think of. In order to prevent Country M from knowing that the volunteer army's artillery had returned and taking the opportunity to counterattack, Xiao Li and his group of returning volunteers could only quietly leave North Korea in sealed (tank) trucks and return home secretly.
The moment he got on the boxcar, Xiao Li was both nervous and expectant. He was lost in thought as he watched the scenery passing by outside the window. The moment the boxcar entered China, his heart finally found a moment of peace.
arrive.
Finally, after four years, he finally returned to China.
"Home."
"Yes, I'm going home." I no longer have to tie my head to my belt and worry about losing my life!
At this moment, not only Xiao Li was excited.
After entering Chinese territory, Xiao Li and his companions were directly sent to the Northeast Military Region.
There was no scene of thousands of people seeing them off when they left the country as Xiao Li had imagined, and no thousands of people welcoming them back home. There was no applause and flowers, no gongs and drums, and no red flags. No one even knew that they had returned home quietly.
Like the first group of volunteers who entered North Korea, they went quietly and returned quietly.
The return of the first batch of volunteers was a major event. The Northeast Military Region received the notice early on, and the soldiers of the military region began to line up that morning, waiting for the soldiers to return triumphantly.
In the afternoon, they finally heard the sound of the engine. The original conversations disappeared and everyone waited quietly until the military truck drove into the base.
"Salute~~"
When Xiao Li and the others started jumping out of the car one after another, a loud voice rang out, and then Xiao Li saw a scene that he would remember vividly throughout his life.
All the soldiers in the military district stood there straight and saluted them. Everyone had a serious expression, holding their heads high to prevent tears from falling, and their eyes were full of sadness.
Soldiers who have experienced war know that victory in war is achieved with countless blood donations, and China's current situation is won with the blood of countless comrades. Everyone's heart is filled with grief.
After a brief comfort, in order to understand the soldiers' mental state, Xiao Li and other soldiers who came from the front line were taken to a simple small room with only a table and a bed.
After Xiao Li entered, the soldier who brought him here stood at the door and locked it himself. "Captain Xiao, I'll be at the door the whole time. If you need anything, just call me."
"Okay." Xiao Li's voice was a little hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for too long, as he was too depressed in the sealed train car. "Comrade, can you give me a glass of water? I'm a little thirsty."
"Captain Xiao, my name is Liu Mianli, you can just call me Xiao Liu." Xiao Liu Liu Mianli is a burly young man who looks thirty years old but is actually only 18 years old. He looked at Xiao Li in the room with admiration and said.
Which soldier doesn't want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy? But not every soldier can go to the battlefield. Liu Mianli once wrote a blood letter requesting to go to the front line for support, but he was rejected every time.
Therefore, he admired Xiao Li and other soldiers who had come back from the battlefield very much. In order to get this guard mission, he didn't know how many times he had fought with his comrades. Even now, he couldn't remember it and the corners of his mouth still hurt.
"Okay, Comrade Xiao Liu." Xiao Li said as he made the bed, "I'll get some sleep first. I'll drink it when I wake up."
"Yes..." Before Xiao Liu could finish his words, he found that the person who had just spoken to him had closed his eyes and looked like he was fast asleep.
Captain Xiao is so amazing, he even sleeps faster than others!
He is indeed a combat hero.
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