123 Scars!
In the battle that followed,
All the spectators watched as Red Four's assault company fought for their lives on the battlefield!
All the bullets were gone, and the broadsword was blunt!
Especially Zhang Mufeng,
This time, the company commander Liu Hongen gave him a crooked machine gun. When he gave him the gun, he patted his shoulder and said,
"In the past, before the war, I always told you to charge slowly and not fight so hard!”
"This time, I only have one sentence. Charge fiercely! Charge and flip them over! Use this crooked weapon in your hand to ruthlessly collect a sum of interest for us first!”
Zhang Mufeng, who was almost 18 years old, nodded silently. He tore his tattered cotton coat into strips and tied the crooked machine gun to his body.
In this battle, he had turned crooked bastard's gun barrel red!
Even when the machine gun could not withstand the long-term firing and exploded, he was still pulling the trigger with all his might.
The machine gun exploded, injuring his chest and hands, but Zhang Mufeng seemed to not feel anything.
He picked up the saber he had placed aside and rushed forward.
His eyes seemed to be on fire as he roared and slashed at the enemies one by one until the broadsword was stuck in the chest of an enemy.
He no longer had the strength to pull it out, and he was so tired that he fell straight back.
In this battle, Red Four Company had forcefully cut down one and a half companies of enemies.
However, in the end, there were less than 50 people left in the entire company!
Kaka!
The scene stopped abruptly.
In the end, it was fixed on a battlefield that had already ended.
The company commander Liu Hongen carried Zhang Mufeng, who had fainted from exhaustion, with his body covered in blood.
The 40 soldiers of the 4th Company leaned against each other and looked up at the snow in the sky.
This scene was more touching than any other scene.
"Sigh, it ends here again!”
"Every program ends so suddenly, and I'm still immersed in it for a long time.”
"Sob, sob. This battle is so hot-blooded. I've already fainted from crying!”
"He actually fainted from exhaustion. Zhang Mufeng is really risking his life!”
"I am now filled with hot blood and anger. I am glad but regretful that I was not born in that era to guard the country with my ancestors!”
"I hope Zhang Mufeng is fine. See you tomorrow.”
"See you tomorrow!"
In Mother Yang's live broadcast room, the audience reluctantly said goodbye to each other. There were also many people who were still staring blankly at the screen that had turned black.
In the 9th MR, Gao Qiang also stood up and looked at all the officers in the hall with a slightly tired expression.
Today's memory viewing had caused his emotions to fluctuate too much!
As a soldier, his heart had been tensed up as he watched Red Fourth Company's final bloody battle.
This consumed a huge amount of his mental strength.
However, he also knew that he was already nervous to this extent just by sitting here and standing in a peaceful era.
As for Captain Zhang Mufeng and the other seniors who had fought countless battles back then, how much pressure must they have been under?!
He said slowly with a solemn expression,
"The memory replay for today has ended. It has been more than four hours.”
"As a soldier, I would like to thank Commander Zhang Mufeng for giving us soldiers the opportunity to witness such a real battle!”
"It is our honor to be able to see this memory at the first scene!”
"I hope that when you go back, tell your soldiers that we may not need to take revenge now, but our mission is equally arduous!”
"Our mission is to protect this country, the country that countless ancestors have given their lives to us! We, the younger generation, must make our ancestors proud of us!”
The iron-blooded soldier aura on Gao Qiang's body was fully unleashed as he roared with incomparable determination.
" Can you do it?!!"
Dozens of military officers in the hall stood up immediately.
They roared in unison with tears in their eyes.
"Yes!"
"The honor of a soldier! The mission will be accomplished!"
Gao Qiang's eyes turned red as well. In the end, he waved his hand.
"Good!"
"Dismissed!"
And in the room on the other side of the glass in the hall,
The piece of ice that had frozen Zhang Mufeng had already melted. This was the first time his body had come into contact with the air of 50 years later.
The entire room was set to be sterile, and his body was filled with all kinds of complicated instruments.
He Meng 'er, whose eyes were red, looked away from the outside and returned her gaze to Zhang Mufeng's body.
She carefully and gently wiped his body.
He Meng 'er looked at Zhang Mufeng's bare chest and couldn't help but reach out a finger to gently touch the densely packed wounds on it.
Her fingers finally came to Zhang Mufeng's face, which looked like it was carved out of stone. She gently brushed the scar on his forehead, then slowly moved her fingers down.
"The scar on your forehead was caused by the shards of a grenade you used to kill more than ten enemies when Yanzi died.”
"The wound on the left rib is from the surprise attack before we arrived at Liu Village. It was caused by the shell explosion. Two ribs should be broken."
"The penetrating wound on your right arm was shot through by a bullet when you were snatching the injured person. Fortunately, your bones weren't injured."
"This place over here."
He Meng 'er murmured absentmindedly. Her fingers kept sliding, and she told him the source of the scars.
As a medical student, she was very sensitive to injuries. Therefore, she remembered every injury Zhang Mufeng received in the video.
"It is said that scars are a symbol of a person's bravery.”
"But you have too many scars on your body, 123 of them.”
"I've seen the stories of nine scars and a hundred and fourteen scars. What are their stories?”
He Meng 'er smiled gently, but she also shed two tears.
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