Iron-blooded Hero Li Yunlong

At this time, outside the suburbs of Ping'an County, there is a very large open space, and there are more than a thousand graves, large and small, on this open space. A tombstone is erected on the tombstone, and the tombstone is written in bright red ink One line - one line of touching words.

The tomb of the hero Huangli of the Independent Regiment (first battalion, second company, third row, second squad of soldiers)

Tomb of Chen Huiguang, hero of the Independent Regiment

The tomb of Huang Zhiyong, the hero of the independent regiment (the commander of the second battalion and the sixth company)

Tomb of Zhang Guangzhi, hero of the Independent Regiment

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Every tombstone and grave represents the end of a living life, and they are all soldiers of the Independent Regiment who died with honor.

In this battle, more than [-] people were killed or injured in the independent regiment, and more than [-] people died here in the end.This does not include many local armed forces, such as the notification heroes of the county brigade and district squad.

The soldiers of the entire independent regiment gathered here, each one looked sad and indifferent, with a very sad expression, red eyes, bowed their heads in silence, and some soldiers even shed tears.

Many of those lying here are comrades-in-arms, friends and even brothers!

The youngest soldier lying here is only 16 years old, and the oldest is over 50 years old!

Lying here are the most ordinary soldiers, as well as company commanders, platoon leaders and even battalion commanders.

Four irons in life: Carrying guns together, going through windows together, sharing dirt together, and whoring together. Now that comrades-in-arms have sacrificed, the soldiers who bleed but did not shed tears on the battlefield also shed tears.

Many people who came to hear the news stood in front of the graves in this cemetery to express their condolences, and many weeping and sobbing voices could be heard at the scene, because the heroes who died here were all sacrificed for the liberation of the county.

"Woooooooo..."

"Whoa, whoa..."

Many old people, children, women and children began to cry. They looked forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that the Eighth Route Army could recover the county seat. Now that the county seat has been recovered, more than a thousand lives are buried here.

These ordinary people came here spontaneously to see this group of the cutest heroes.

"Mother, why are you crying?" A five or six-year-old girl raised her head to look at her crying mother, and asked in a childish tone, her eyes full of puzzlement.

The woman and child wiped away their tears, touched the little girl's head, and said sobbingly, "Because they are all Eighth Route Army soldiers, they are all heroes!"

Eighth Route Army?hero?

When the girl heard this, she couldn't help crying, and she cried while crying, "Woooooooo, I know the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are good people, woooooooo!"

An old man with a white beard who looked to be in his sixties or seventies was leaning on a cane, rubbing his tears with his hands, and muttering to himself: "Here, the Eighth Route Army is finally here. Rest in peace, hero!"

At this moment, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang stood at the front of the team, looking at more than a thousand tombstones standing on the ground, their expressions were mournful, and there were faint tears in their eyes!

Li Yunlong looked at these tombstones and said in a low voice: "Brothers, I'm sorry, I can't take you back alive!"

War is cruel, and sacrifice is inevitable. It just depends on whether the sacrifice is worthwhile. Obviously, the sacrifice of more than a thousand people from the independent regiment this time is very valuable and great. After all, thousands of enemies have been wiped out. people!

"You are all heroes, resounding heroes. Every name will be imprinted in my mind, Li Yunlong. I was born as a soldier and died as a soldier's soul. You are the military soul of our independent regiment, the military soul forged with life."

"You are all the cutest people. Your sacrifices will be in vain. For the rest of the journey, our brothers will go on for you. We will continue to live and fight, and wait for the day when the little devils are driven out of our country. If I, Li Yunlong, are still alive, and I will definitely come back to toast you. Tell you this good news!"

"Your hatred, I will hold it for you, your family, our independent group will take care of it, brothers, rest in peace!"

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Li Yunlong's words touched everyone present, all the independent regiment fighters and even the common people all had red eyes, and some silently shed tears.

This time the victory was great and Ping'an County was regained. The greatest credit was to the thousands of people lying here. It was they who exchanged their lives for this victory.

"All of them! Fire our guns to salute our heroes!" Li Yunlong shouted with red eyes.

"Crack!"

Load the rifle!

"Whoa!"

All the soldiers raised their [-] rifles and pointed them at the sky.

"Clap!"

Pull the trigger!

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Immediately, thousands of rounds of [-] rifles were fired in unison, and the sound of gunfire was loud, all paying tribute to this group of heroes.

The whole process is neat and tidy, full of momentum and solemnity.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers and common people mourned these sacrificed soldiers and heroes independently.

Two days later.

Ping'an County Independent Regiment Headquarters.

Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang, Zhang Dabiao, He Jun and others were observing the surrounding combat situation map in this combat headquarters.

As the saying goes, conquering the world is easy, but defending the world is difficult!

Now that the independent regiment has captured Ping'an County, we must strictly guard against the little devil's counterattack.

Looking at the map of the battle situation, Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong and said, "Old Li, from which side do you think the little devil will counterattack our Ping'an County?"

Li Yunlong thought about it for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "The little devil's counterattack should not come so quickly. What we have to deal with now should be the affairs of our city! We must first secure the internal affairs!"