"I asked him where you came from and where you went." Dan Tai Mingyue fell into memories behind the microphone.

Everything that happened last night seemed to be vivid in my mind.

"Who are you? Why do you ask these? Do you know that this is a military secret?" The young soldier looked at Dan Tai Mingyue in casual clothes vigilantly.

Tan Tai Mingyue took out his press certificate and the pass issued by the War Zone Command, which made the young soldiers relax their vigilance.

Of course, Dan Tai Mingyue's name may be the main reason why this young soldier who had read the newspaper answered questions.

"Reporter Dan Tai, I am from the 67th Army. I am transferred from the battlefield in North China. I am going to the front line. I am going to return to the team quickly. The company commander is going to call me." The young soldier was very polite, but obviously he was not aware of the interviewee. Looking at the queue that was gathering in front of him, he casually reported the number, and tried hard to get rid of Dan Tai Mingyue's hand and leave.

"I'll just ask one more question." Dan Tai Mingyue looked at the young soldier who was anxious to return to the team and felt a little distressed.

Her younger brother is at this age, still studying in school and acting coquettishly at his parents, but he is carrying a spear similar to his height and is about to go to the front line.

"Okay, reporter Dan Tai, ask." The young soldier has the unique vitality of a young man. Although he is a little cramped, he still stretches out a finger. "It's just one!"

"Have you ever thought about not being able to come back?" Dan Tai Mingyue knew that this problem was cruel, especially for a young man who was at this age and was about to rush to the front line.

But she still wanted to know and the most real answer.

Because, in all newspapers and radio stations, the people who wrote and broadcasted were the soldiers who were fighting spirit to defend their families and defend their country. The generals who led the team were all passionate and eager to wrap their bodies around and not return until they were broken.

Perhaps that is also their true voice, but what is the most ordinary soldier thinking?

No one knows, or maybe no one wants to know at all.

In the eyes of big men, the soldier is always just a number.

"Have you ever thought about the problem of not being able to come back?" The voice of Dan Tai Mingyue, who was trapped in memories, rang out throughout Songjiang City.

From generals to soldiers, I was a little confused at that moment.

Yes! What should I do if I can’t come back?

A few tears suddenly burst into the eyes of Captain Liu, who was afraid of death, and his wife might be living alone with her young son. There will never be a man in her life tucking the scepter of her quilt, nor will she put wild flowers from the mountains into the vase in front of the window. She will no longer lean at the door and look into the distance. She will wait for him to return home on vacation. She will have a hard life in the future!

The security battalion commander Zhuang Shisan, who was leaning against the sandbag, held his hands tightly, and his palm was filled with an inch of black and white photo of his daughter who had just turned one year old. The chubby little girl was wearing a braid, her mouth, which had not grown a few teeth, was happily open, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth.

He held her tightly, as if he was holding her tightly.

The reason why he took someone to confiscate his sister and brother-in-law's home, contributed all the food, gold, silver and jewelry, and gave the most solid building to the headquarters, was that he had only one goal, to survive! He had never heard his daughter call him dad!

Yang Xiaoshan and Niu Er looked at each other and took a deep breath of cigarettes, not only some thoughts appeared in his heart.

Yes! If you can't come back, how sad will your parents at home be? Can they, who are old, withstand such a blow?

They don't know, but they know that it must be heartbroken.

In front of the command window, Lieutenant General Guo, who was deeply thinking, looked ahead with his hands behind his back. On his face, no one was watching, the muscles in the corners of his eyes were also twitching slightly.

Dan Tai Mingyue’s question reminded him of the eight colonel commanders who died in battle under his command.

He remembered that before leaving, the leader of the 152nd regiment, Xie Guji, took a leave of absence for half a day. As the only son, he went to wash his young widowed mother's feet, and then kowtowed and left.

Did the general under his command think about this question when he turned around and left his mother with tears in his eyes?

He must have thought about it! Otherwise, he would not have left a poem like "I wish to be a ghost on the battlefield after death, and I will not be a native of my hometown during my lifetime!"

But now, he can't go back! How could his widowed mother live after hearing this news?

When he thought of this, even though Lieutenant General Zhishen Ruohai could not help but feel a deep pain in his heart.

The question raised by Dan Tai Mingyue was speechless from the general to the soldiers.

Everyone has their own concerns. For them who have already stepped onto the battlefield, death is not the most terrible thing. What they cannot let go of is the ones they care about and care about them.

"I know, you are all thinking about how to answer this question. It seems very simple, but after asking your heart, it is extremely difficult." Dan Tai Mingyue's voice sounded again.

"That's how the young soldier answered me..."

"He said, if you can't come back, you can't come back!"

Dan Tai Mingyue, who almost murmured and said the answer to the young soldier, still remembered the expression of the young soldier at that time, a little surprised and a little funny.

After answering this question, the soldier left Dan Tai Mingyue who was standing impatiently, rushed into his team, and set out outside the station.

When Dan Tai Mingyue came to her senses, more blue colors surged off the train, filling the station with the thin figure of the young soldier disappeared.

For some reason, Dan Tai Mingyue thought of the soldiers' answer, and felt like something was missing in her heart. She wanted to chase him and tell him: "No, you have to work hard to return."

"Now, you know why I'm here! Because of an interview, I decided not to go to Jinling. I would follow this heroic army that moved from the North China battlefield to the Southeast battlefield. I hope that I can see that warrior who is not much older than my brother can stand in front of me again and say to me with a smile, reporter Dan Tai, I'm back." Dan Tai Mingyue's voice continued to float over Songjiang.

The young soldier in the corner burst into tears, but his eyes were even more firm.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! No one can know the end of the war, and no one can know whether the warriors have the chance to step down the battlefield. What Dan Tai Mingyue said is undoubtedly just beautiful expectations.

After running away for half his life, he is still a teenager.

After all, Tan Tai Mingyue met the young soldier engraved in her memory again.

However, when we saw each other again, it was already at the 67th Army’s medal awarding ceremony after the end of the Patriotic War. The soldiers in the photo were still as if they were seventeen or eighteen years old.

Smiling shyly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Private Gao Sen died in the Battle of Songjiang in November 26, the Republic of China.

"I have to thank this little brother. It was him who made me decide to change the itinerary, which gave me the honor to accompany you to participate in this Songjiang blocking battle, which is related to the safety of my hundreds of thousands of troops. Thank you for going upstream and making me not miss this time, and missed the opportunity to be side by side with him and you." Dan Tai Mingyue's soft voice sounded again.

"Brothers, work!"

"Hurry up, if you want to go back alive, just dig the trench deeper for me."

"I would rather be exhausted than let the Japanese guns be killed. My mother and wife are still waiting for us to go back!"

The company commanders of various battalions on the construction site took the opportunity to shout various slogans and urged the exhausted soldiers to pick up their tools again, while tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were like a shot of a cardiotonic agent, screaming and working hard.

People's reporters from Tan Tai said they were lucky to be with him, so what else can I say? They must fight with the Japanese.

And he was also inspiring to a certain "he" mentioned by Dan Tai Mingyue alone.

This is the first time he has heard such a affectionate confession in his past and present lives.

What do you think?

I can block a hundred with one!

Someone feels that even the cells on his toes are numb.
Chapter completed!