Three days later, a group of children wearing tattered cotton-padded clothes, whose faces were red from the cold, were circling around a rough-looking steel vehicle and singing children's songs. It was the Type 97 tank that Chen Weidong had driven back from the Japanese's arsenal.
At this time, the place where the tank was originally painted with the medicine flag had been cleaned by the soldiers with a file. In its place was a giant dragon drawn by Chen Weidong himself with a file. It was signed by the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment.
On this day, taking advantage of the sunny weather, Chen Weidong drove the tank to the grain-smashing field. Firstly, he wanted to broaden the horizons of the villagers in Zhao Family Village, and secondly, he wanted to boost the morale of the anti-Japanese team in Zhao Family Village.
In that era, even cars were rare, let alone tanks.
Therefore, when Chen Weidong drove the tank to the grain-pounding field, it immediately caused a big sensation in the surrounding villages. Countless people rushed to Zhao Family Village from all directions to see the wonder, trampling the yellow soil on the grain-pounding field.
Among the onlookers, there was an old man named Zhao Deshun. He was a respected old man in Zhao Family Village. He often herded sheep on the nearby mountain.
Old Man De Shun walked around the tank a few times, and tears welled up in his turbid old eyes. His two sons were both eight-year-olds. A soldier of the road army had died in a counter-sweep a year ago. His eldest son had been killed by a tank's shell, and his younger son had been killed by a tank's machine gun while carrying a bag of explosives to blow up the tank.
Ever since his two sons died, Grandpa De Shun had an inexplicable obsession with this thing called " Tank " that he had never seen before.
Chen Weidong and the soldiers in the first row were very clear about what happened to Grandpa Zhao Deshun. When he opened the hood and poked half of his body out of the cockpit of the tank, he saw Grandpa Zhao Deshun walking around the tank with tears in his eyes. He immediately sent an invitation to the old man,""Grandpa De Shun, come in and take a look at what's inside this iron turtle!”
Zhao Deshun looked at Chen Weidong and wiped his tears.""Platoon Leader Chen, is this okay? It wouldn't violate the organization's discipline, right?”
Chen Weidong climbed out of the tank and jumped down. He grabbed the old man's skinny hand and said casually,""Grandpa Deshun, what kind of discipline is this? The tank is something we seized from the Japanese. It's our own thing, so it's fine.”
As he spoke, he shouted at the top of his voice,"Giant bear, stop playing with the cannon. Come out and help Grandpa Deshun.”
Soon, with the help of Chen Weidong and Lin Xiong, the skinny old man De Shun sat in the cockpit of the tank. He reached out to touch the barrel and the machine gun, and said to himself,""So this is a tank. Erzi, Xiaosi, I'll touch this iron bastard for you!”
As he spoke, two streams of hot tears rolled down Grandpa De Shun's cheeks.
Chen Weidong felt his heart ache and turned his head away. Lin Xiong also wiped his tears.
"Platoon Leader Chen, with this metal turtle in our team, will we not have to use our flesh and blood to blow up this metal turtle in the future?" Zhao Deshun asked with a choked voice.”
"Yes, Grandpa Deshun," said Chen Weidong,"we have our own tanks. In the future, we can use these iron bastards to fight the Japanese and puppet troops."”
Zhao Deshun nodded and said," Alright, alright. Platoon Leader Chen, I have a presumptuous request. I wonder if I should say it?"”
"Old man, tell me about it. As long as it's within my means, I'll do my best to help you."”
Zhao Deshun reached out and touched a 57mm tank cannon shell in the magazine. His eyes revealed a longing look as he said somewhat embarrassedly,"My second son was killed by this tank's shell, and not even a corpse was left behind. I want to ask for a shell from Sergeant Chen as a memento!”
"This one!"
Chen Weidong hesitated for a moment. After all, a cannonball was a dangerous item. It was not that he could not bear to part with it, but he was afraid that the old man would take it back and accidentally blow it up. That would be a good deed but a bad thing.
However, he could not bear to reject the only request of Grandpa De Shun, who had lost his son in old age. He could only settle for the next best thing."Old Master, how about this? It's too dangerous for you to take these shells home. I'll break the shells for you and bring them back. This way, not only can I ensure your safety, but I can also leave you a memory.”
"Middle, middle!"
Zhao Deshun nodded excitedly and said,"It's my fault for not thinking things through. The complete shell should be left for you to use against the Japanese. I'll just take two shells home. I, I have another request. Can you give me a grenade?”
Zhao Deshun paused for a moment before continuing,""Since the beginning of spring, the Japanese and the traitors have come to wipe out the enemy every few days. I am old and my legs are not convenient. I have a grenade with me. If it comes to a critical moment, I will not drag everyone down.”
Looking at Zhao Deshun's eager and determined eyes, Chen Weidong did not refuse. Instead, he readily took a grenade made in the border region and handed it to the old man. He was determined that even if the Emperor's guards came to sweep the village, as long as Chen Weidong was alive, he would not leave the villagers of Zhao Village to the Japanese.
Zhao Deshun, who was holding two shells and a grenade, staggered away. Deputy platoon leader Liao Wenhua ran to the grain-smashing field excitedly and climbed onto the tank. He shouted excitedly,"Platoon Leader, Platoon Leader, come out quickly. This is great news. The brigade commander has personally come to our platoon and said that he wants to reward you!”
"What?" Chen Weidong poked his head out and asked. The brigade commander is here?"
Liao Wenhua said excitedly," It's not just the brigade commander. The regiment commander and battalion commander are all here. They're all waiting at the camp now. You should hurry over!"”
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