She secretly regretted it back then.
It wasn't until later, when Shen Zhihuan went to the Martyrs' Memorial Hall to pay her respects, that she happened to see a clear restored version of this group photo there.
Next to the photo, there was also an explanatory sign.
In just a dozen or so lines, Xie Lanshen's military exploits on the battlefield are listed one by one, and his most brilliant battle as the leader of the campaign is briefly described.
Countless tourists walk past this photo, see the birth and death dates, and at most sigh.
"It's such a pity that such a young and talented man died so young."
In their eyes, Xie Lanshen was simply "powerful".
Perhaps, like the characters in countless heroic tales, he is nothing special.
That's because war is too far away from them.
By then, Shen Zhihuan had already traversed countless of the most intense battlefields, witnessed countless life-and-death situations, and treated countless wounded soldiers.
She stood in front of that photograph, looking at those few words, but what appeared before her eyes was a scene of smoke-filled battlefields and life-or-death situations.
No one knew better than Shen Zhihuan how each of those simply listed military achievements was earned through blood, sweat, and exhausting battles of wits and courage against the enemy.
Behind every military achievement and every battle, countless lives are lost.
Xie Lanshen's name was written on the information board; his most brilliant battle was also the one that ended his life.
That time, they marched straight in, deep into the battlefield. But unexpectedly, their seemingly foolproof attack route was disrupted, and they fell into an enemy ambush.
In a moment of crisis, Xie Lanshen sacrificed himself to protect his comrades and the unit, drawing away the enemy alone to clear a path for the company.
Under his cover, the company successfully turned the tide, winning against overwhelming odds and achieving a counterattack.
But he himself never came back.
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