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Chapter 309

In the evening, when the car stopped slowly in front of two somewhat dilapidated houses, Xue Chuang ran happily into the house.

Tang Yi and Yang Han walked into the so-called yard with big bags and small bags, and couldn't help but sigh.

Who is the Northwest Wolf? The most precious captain of the Wolf Warrior Brigade in the Western Military Region, he is definitely a powerful general to guard the border.

But his home is the oldest here. Looking at the bungalow in front of him, I'm afraid this house has been at least thirty years.

Many places have been supported by wooden poles.

The yard is not small, with various vegetables neatly planted inside, and behind the room are lonely graves.

Tang Yi and Yang Han felt a little sad. Seeing that the vegetable garden was very neat, my sister-in-law was also considered a virtuous person.

"Mom, Dad's comrades came to see us, and even bought me new clothes!"

Xue Chuang pushed open the door and said to his mother who was cooking.

Hearing this, Xue Chuang's mother was stunned, wiped her hands with her apron, and hurried out.

"Sister-in-law, I wish you an early life!"

When they met for the first time, Tang Yi hurriedly walked up, put down what he had in his hand, and saluted his sister-in-law.

"Please come in quickly! Come in quickly! Come in just come, what are you buying!"

My sister-in-law was kind-hearted. When she saw Tang Yi's military salute, she immediately welcomed the two of them.

The lights in the house are dim and the 40-degree light bulb is a little yellow.

The worn furniture was placed there, but it was cleaned up. The wife of Northwest Wolf was nearly forty years old and her clothes were a little white, but very clean.

"The captain asked me to buy this. He said that it was the Chinese New Year and he couldn't come back, so he asked me to send it back."

Tang Yi smiled, and these things were directly counted on the head of the Northwest Wolf.

"Don't fool your sister-in-law. When did your captain have money?"

Hearing this, my sister-in-law shook her head with a smile.

After sitting down, Tang Yi then realized why she realized her lies in an instant.

The Northwest Wolf's allowance was divided into several copies every month and mailed it to his comrades-in-arms' home.

"It's not easy for them. A few of them are old and their only son dies. Their life is even more miserable. We can help you, so in recent years, he has not received a penny from home. Xue Chuang's tuition is also earned by the food in this yard."

Holding Xue Chuang's hand, my sister-in-law didn't complain at all when she said this.

Maybe the husband doesn't go home often, maybe the husband doesn't pay a penny back home, but he is at least still alive.

But his comrades have passed away forever, leaving only his elderly parents, and the pain cannot be erased.

"Sister-in-law, the house at home is a bit dilapidated. Why don't you move to the military compound to live?"

There is no TV at home, so my sister-in-law doesn't know the stars at all. Yang Han asked in a chair next to her.

The military family should be placed in a centralized place. She belongs to the family of a non-commissioned officer, and the military compound should have a separate house.

It’s like she grew up in the military district dean.

"I'm not used to it in the city. A comrade-in-arms' parents' house collapsed, so I gave it to them. This is my father's home on National Day. At that time, the two old men were still alive, so it was convenient for me to come back to take care of them. Now the elderly are gone and need someone to take care of them, so I can't leave either!"

My sister-in-law is a typical rural woman. She may not have any diploma after graduating from elementary school, but she is very simple.

Rubbing his hands and smiling, she would never let him abandon the cemetery after taking the cemetery from her previous generation.

"Who is buried here?"

Just now, Yang Han also saw the raised graves through the window.

There was no monument erected, it was obviously a group of deserted tombs, but there was no green grass growing on it.

It is obvious that this is all thanks to the careful care of my sister-in-law in front of me, which makes these lonely graves still clean after many years.

"My father-in-law and in-laws are also buried inside, and there are many of my father-in-law's former comrades and brothers inside. They are all heroes of the anti-Japanese war!"

My sister-in-law explained the whole story of this matter with a smile.

During the War of Resistance in this small village, there was a Japanese stronghold, and at that time, the deceased father-in-law was a guerrilla in the vicinity.

There is a cannon tower here, and a platoon of Japanese devils are guarding the bridge outside the town now.

Don’t underestimate this bridge, but it is a key road connecting the north and south. This row is specifically responsible for protecting that bridge.

This incident was something my father-in-law had been talking about for many years, and now my sister-in-law is definitely memorizing it.

One day, the large army heard news that in order to replenish the front battlefield, important materials in the rear should be transported to the front line quickly.

This place has become the fastest and fastest place to go to the front line. If you detour, you will have to waste at least five days.

Five days are very critical to the frontal battlefield where the weather is changing. Whether this throat can be opened determines the success or failure of the entire battle.

Upon receiving this news, the guerrilla captain immediately contacted more than 20 guerrillas from nearby villages, with four or five hundred people gathering around their village within two days.

"The Japanese bunker is extremely strong and cannot be captured as simple as those anti-Japanese TV series. Moreover, the opponent has a machine gun and is equipped with a howitzer. If you want to pull out this bunker, it is definitely not something these guerrillas can do!"

The current TV series completely distorts the true portrayal of the Anti-Japanese War.

The Japanese are so easy to deal with, and they are well-equipped and are not afraid of death.

There were only more than twenty people in one platoon, but the four or five hundred guerrillas gathered at that time were not sure of winning.

Most of the hands are made of earth cannons, only a few rifles and only a few bullets.

There is no explosive pack or something like that. The only ones are earthen gunpowder and the so-called grenades produced in the arsenal.

After the Japanese's grenade exploded, hundreds of steel balls burst into pieces, and no people and animals were born within a radius of more than ten meters.

Our grenade exploded, and only two pieces were divided into two pieces, and the explosion power was only within a few meters.

"The number of people is superior and the equipment is extremely poor. Some guerrillas are holding big swords. They don't have much military qualities but have received such a task, but they all rushed up without regrets!"

Listening to my sister-in-law's words, Tang Yi and Yang Han seemed to have returned to the era of the War of Resistance. That night, the earth was stained with blood.

Five hundred people, and in the end there were less than ten people left. The fierce battle ensured the successful encirclement of the large army.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, my father-in-law stayed in this cemetery, guarding these comrades who didn't even know their names. After all, he was the survivor.

This is the origin of the lonely tomb behind. Before his death, my father-in-law specifically instructed him not to erect monuments in front of his tomb, and he should be like his comrades.

After hearing these words, Tang Yi and Yang Han stopped talking, and in silence, the military spirit was heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)

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