Chapter Eleven: The Righteousness
Malan finally stood up again. She pointed at the rows of soldiers standing in the barracks and whispered: "Dad, have you seen it? They are all my brothers, and they are all good brothers who are about to walk onto the battlefield with me, and will hand over their backs to each other's hands!"
Malan reached out and wiped away the tears from her face. Before the waves like the sea in her pupils disappeared, she raised an absolute pride and pride. She straightened her chest. At this time, the proud smile and the sad tears were released from her face. "Who said you don't have a son? Dad, you open your eyes and see clearly. Everyone standing here is your son!"
"If I die, if you are willing to regard Malan as a good brother for life... Please let the brothers who can walk out of here alive. Please remember my father and remember my father's appearance!"
Malan's eyes flashed through the faces of the soldiers. She looked so focused and affectionate, as if she wanted to deeply engrave everyone here into the deepest part of her memory. She said in a slight trembling voice: "When you marry and have children, don't forget to write a letter to your father and report good news to him. If you one day arrive at my beautiful hometown and the mountain city of Chongqing, no matter how busy you are, please be sure to sit at home and accompany your father and mother. The threshold for our family is not high, you just raise your foot and step over; our family's husband is not vicious, as long as you say that my Malan's brother is the son of his father and mother, they will definitely run in to notify your father and mother as quickly as possible.
My father and mother are old, but they only have an unfilial daughter. Please chat with them so that they will not be so lonely. Even if they are sad for me, the unfilial daughter, they can still smile happily when they see you!"
Speaking of this, Malan's voice suddenly stopped, her lips kept trembling, she choked and suddenly bent her down to all the soldiers in the company, and she screamed: "I'll ask everyone!"
Ma Yuanzhai turned around suddenly, and he raised his head high, allowing a little crystal to spin in his eyes to be blown dry little by little in the wind blowing his face until he could no longer find any trace.
Looking around again at the more than a hundred soldiers standing in front of him, Malan took out the second-level iron cross medal that the German instructor had worn on her clothes before leaving. Malan, with a focused expression, turned the cross medal that represented recognition and respect, and courage, and persistently longed for victory to the collar of his new military uniform.
"The strong enemy is in front of you, fearless and fearless. Be brave and loyal, and have no regrets even if you die!" Malan gently stroked the iron cross medal, feeling the faint heat hidden in its coldness. She suddenly waved her hand hard and shouted loudly: "Brothers, come with me!"
Chapter completed!