In TV series and movies, the second brother of Guan burned yellow paper and patted his chest and said that he would not ask for birth on the same day of the same year, but asked for death on the same day of the same year and the plots everywhere.

But it’s so easy to say one thing. When it’s really an emergency, how many brothers can stand beside you and face death together?

Maybe they all run faster than rabbits!

But "comrade-in-arms" is a very strange title. Maybe after you are discharged from the army, everyone will be busy with their own things and gradually forget about each other.

But no matter how long it takes, as long as the other person appears in front of you and calls you a comrade-in-arms, you suddenly turn around, and suddenly there is an emotion that you can't control and it will always make your eyes full of tears.

Comrades, you can really block bullets for each other...

"Look down!"

In the flash of lightning, Luo Xing made a choice for himself.

There is no difficult choice.

Because there is no time to think about whether it is difficult or not.

If Luo Xing had thought too much about Luo Xing, he would definitely be bragging.

Since you throw it out and blow it up to your comrades, don’t throw it away!

Luo Xing made a very simple move.

A subconscious action.

An action that cannot be simpler.

But this simplest action contains all the most precious responsibilities of time, love, courage, responsibility, fearlessness...

No matter how gorgeous and exaggerated the rhetoric is, it looks eclipsed in front of this action.

Luo Xing bent down, grabbed the grenade on the ground like lightning, and hugged it in front of his chest. The person did not run away or lay down to avoid it. Instead, he squatted down in a flash!

He held the heavier grenade and squatted on the minefield.

It's like holding a baby, holding the weighted grenade with 60 grams of tnt, and the grenade that can break the light tank tracks.

There is no hesitation, no need to hesitate, everything is a natural reaction.

Courage and love for comrades have long been integrated into the blood and penetrated into the bone marrow.

Luo Xing gritted his teeth and closed his eyes suddenly, ready to bear the last blow in his life.

The mine-decompression soldiers distributed around had already formed conditioned reflexes. When someone shouted "Lying down", they subconsciously all fell down in less than two seconds...

Sitting solemnly under the shade of the trees in the distance, drinking water leisurely.

The "lying down" that shook the valley shocked him so much that he got up from the ground.

"What happened!"

A terrifying thought flashed through my mind.

The sniper's eyes are the sharpest and can tell everything.

Everyone was lying on the ground in the entire minefield.

Only Luo Xing is not.

"Boss!"

He subconsciously shouted out Luo Xing's nickname.

"Luo Xing!" Lian Yue also noticed it, and shouted the name of his squad leader with his throat.

Lian Yue participated in the mine clearance twice.

He could see at a glance what Luo Xing was going to do.

But he also knew that Luo Xing had no choice.

This is the most difficult choice and the easiest choice.

Do you die, or your comrades die?

This is an ab single-choice question.

All the soldiers outside the minefield reacted.

"Boss!"

"Squad leader!"

"Roxing!"

In an instant, shouts resounded throughout the valley.

Luo Xing kept his eyes closed, his mind was clear, and the images floating by were all about his family and comrades-in-arms.

"Juanzi, I'm sorry..."

His body was so strong that he was shaking slightly.

Do you dare to joke about this kind of trembling?

No!

No one in the world can and no one is qualified to say a word to Luo Xing's trembling, no, it is a word of gossip.

A person who dares to hold the 67-type weighted grenade and squat down and uses his body to act as a human riot shield is upright!

After the shouts, the entire valley seemed to have stagnated in time and space.

Everything has stopped.

People outside the field stood, staring at the minefield.

The people in the field were lying down and didn't know what was going on.

A few seconds passed.

Zhuang Yan suddenly remembered something.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Grenade, not exploded!

The soldiers on the minefield raised their heads one after another.

"Run! I'm a mud horse! Run! Withdraw! The grenade did not explode!"

Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming and stood up and retreated outside the field.

Zhuangyan shouted again: "Boss throws the grenade! They retreat!"

Luo Xing's teeth were chewed, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes. He felt his hands holding the grenade tightly were stinging.

Solemnity rushed towards the minefield like an arrow.

"Boss, throw the grenade! throw it!"

Luo Xing finally raised his head and saw the solemnity running towards him from afar.

Not dead?

Why am I not dead?

He suddenly looked around and saw that there was no one left, and he was the only one left in the empty minefield.

He had almost no consideration, and his desire to survive suddenly became burning!

I can't die!

Can't die!

I'm going to get married!

I want to be a father!

He took out the grenade that had not exploded from his chest and swung it hard.

The grenade fell down the slope and hit the stone with a sound.

"Let's go down solemnly!"

After Luo Xing said that, he hugged his head and lay down.

Like a majestic rabbit, he jumped into a ditch filled with mine demining soldiers next to him that was used to observe the minefield.

boom

A cloud of gray-white smoke covered with soil was slag from the bottom of the mountain.

Then a stream of black smoke rose.

The shrapnel whizzed through the air, and the shrapnel could hear the hissing sound of shrapnel hitting the trunks...

Luo Xing withdrew from the minefield, rushed up solemnly, hugged him, and almost cried.

"Fuck"

He first cursed and sweared.
To be continued...