Company Commander Liu Hongen's Selfishness
"Phew!"
In the picture, Zhang Mufeng kept the thick stack of letters, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Then, he brought the letter to the company commander, Liu Hongen, who was smoking over there.
"Company commander, the entire company has been written down.”
Liu Hongen smiled and shook his head.
"I don't have anything to worry about, so I won't write!”
"Write one!" Zhang Mufeng persuaded stubbornly.
Liu Hongen thought for a moment, then looked at Zhang Mufeng and asked,""Have you written it yet?"
Zhang Mufeng didn't say anything. Liu Hongen grabbed two blank sheets of paper and stuffed one into each person's hands.
"How about this, we each write one! This is an order!"
"Yes, sir!"
Zhang Mufeng could only take a pen and write on the side. He quickly finished it and handed the pen to the company commander Liu Hongen.
Liu Hongen looked at the letter in his hand and asked curiously,""What is written?"
Then, Zhang Mufeng's gaze forced her to retreat. She took the pen and started writing with great effort.
"If you don't want to see it, then so be it! What's there to care about!"
After writing, Liu Hongen handed the letter and pen back to him and said lightly,"
"I'll leave these letters with you. You have to keep them well!”
Hearing this, Zhang Mufeng threw the letter in front of Liu Hongen,
"I won't take it. Captain, you can find someone else.”
Then, he turned around and left.
"You brat!"
Company commander Liu Hongen smiled bitterly and could only find someone else to hold the letters.
The audience was puzzled.
"Why didn't Zhang Mufeng take those letters?”
"What special meaning does these letters have?”
"Company Commander Liu Hongen is willing to let Zhang Mufeng take care of it. It must be out of trust. Why is he unwilling?”
Few of the viewers in the live broadcast room and in front of the television could understand what was going on.
After all, they could only see that history from the video and the information.
Moreover, there were fewer and fewer people who would take the initiative to understand that period of time, so there were many places that they did not understand very well.
They could only wait until after the show was broadcast and everyone discussed it online, gathering the wisdom of all the netizens to find the answer.
In the 9th MR, his grandson, Liu Nianguo, who was watching the scene with Old Marshal Liu Hongen, had some guesses in his heart, but he still asked,
"Old Master, was there any tradition in the army in the past?”
Old Marshal Liu Hongen looked at the young version of himself on the screen and explained with a smile,
"You're right."
"In the past, the soldiers would only leave their wills when they were facing a life-and-death battle.”
"There will also be a special person in charge of safekeeping and sending letters.”
The old marshal took a deep breath and continued,
"The person in charge of delivering the letter will be the first to be chased away during the battle. The other warriors can be sacrificed, but the person who receives the letter cannot.”
"Back then, I also had some selfish motives. I thought that when the time came, I would use this excuse to chase this kid away.”
"That kid is too smart. He can understand it at a glance, so he's not willing to do this job.”
Liu Nianguo didn't say anything after he was verified. He couldn't answer,
The person who took the letter, with the last wish of the entire company, could not die.
But at that time, it seemed that no one was willing to do this job.
Thinking of the stack of letters, Liu Nianguo asked curiously,
"Old man, what did Senior Zhang Mufeng write in that letter? What did you write? And those letters?"
For some reason, Old Marshal Liu Hongen's body seemed to have improved a lot since he came to this hall!
His mental state was also better than ever, so he could now speak continuously.
He looked at the letters in the picture with some regret and muttered,
"The person who took the letter later died in battle, so those letters were lost and couldn't be sent out in the end. Sigh."
The old marshal sighed. This was his greatest regret back then.
The soldiers of the 4th Company were all killed in that battle, but the letter was not sent out.
The old marshal continued," Back then, I hadn't met your grandmother yet. There was no one at home, so I didn't have anything to worry about. That's why I wrote a few random sentences.”
"But I secretly opened the letter that kid wrote.”
"It's a letter to his sister, Yanzi. Because Yanzi is dead, there's no way to know the address.”
"That kid said in the letter."
" Yanzi: The wintersweet flowers have bloomed again. I've smelled them for you. They smell as good as when you were young.”
Liu Nianguo, who was standing behind the old marshal, clenched his fists involuntarily.
The old marshal's face also revealed a trace of sadness. He looked at the thin figure on the screen who had already set off with a gun on his back and said in a dry voice.
"Back then, Yanzi's death was something that this kid could never forgive himself for.”
"No matter how many Japanese he killed later, he didn't dare to go back and look at that small grave again.”
"Sigh!"
"Take a good look. This is Red Four's last battle.”
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