Chapter 40 Qingshan Testify

A jeep and a military bus pulled the team members back to the station.

The station is a military camp of Kunming Military Region near Malipo, where the Langya Special Forces were temporarily stationed here. Kunming Military Region was thoughtful and arranged logistics and security personnel to serve them.

As soon as Li Siming walked into the office, Zhang Xingyan brought in with a pile of letters.

"Captain, the letters are all here, you... read them slowly!" Zhang Xingyan felt a little embarrassed. Li Siming's brows frowned into the word "chuan", and he waved his hand and asked Zhang Xingyan to go out.

These were written by the families of those members who died, mostly during and after the war, and on average, one person had more than three letters. Li Siming carefully opened each letter and read it carefully. This was something he didn't want to do, but now he had to do it. The strong family affection revealed between the lines made him sigh. Our soldiers' families are great, and none of them are dragging their backs. They risked losing their sons to encourage their sons to kill the enemy and serve the country. They dedicated their sons to the motherland.

Li Siming lit a cigarette, leaned on the chair and looked up at the ceiling, tears couldn't stop flowing.

Xu Zhiqiang knocked on the door and came in. Seeing Li Siming's hand smearing his face quickly, then looking at the pile of letters on the table, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Captain is okay?" Xu Zhiqiang asked with concern.

"It's okay. What's wrong with you?" Li Siming asked.

"The families of all the comrades who died, including those who did not die, are now in the guesthouse, and there are dedicated people in the Kunming Military Region to receive them. Some have been here for a long time. Do you think we will bring them here?"

"Of course you have to accept it. Before accepting it, I will give you a task, find a few comrades to write down the heroic deeds of the martyrs in a complete and complete manner, and tell their relatives how their sons died. This is the most important task!" Li Siming took a breath of smoke.

"And this." Xu Zhiqiang said, taking out a notebook from his pocket.

"What is this?" Li Siming asked.

"This is everyone's last words you asked me to record before the war!" Xu Zhiqiang said.

Li Siming opened it and was immediately shocked: Xie Wu just hoped that his son would be in the army in the future and would continue to contribute to the country; Ling Zhijun just hoped that the troops could provide his family with a plowing ox to solve the lack of labor at home; some team members from rural areas owe a lot of money, hoping to pay it back with pensions, and a detailed list is also attached.

"How great our team members are!" Li Siming murmured to himself. Li Siming silently took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, which was stuffed to him by Yang Yue before returning to Beijing.

"You can take this money first and pay it back for the team members. They can't move a pension. I'll find a way to avoid letting the family members know about these things, and they can't let them feel sad." Li Siming said, "In addition, notify the team members to hold a meeting in the evening and study how to receive the family members."

"Yes!" Xu Zhiqiang saluted, took out some money from his pocket and put it together, wrapped it in an envelope, stuffed it into his pocket, turned around and left.

In the evening, after dinner, the team members gathered together. In the conference room, 21 members of the Wolf Teeth Special Forces gathered, all members of the troops. The conference room was not big, but there were many places empty. Every vacant place seemed to have the voice, appearance and smile of each team member who had been lost forever. The air was filled with a sad atmosphere.

"Why are you all mute?" Li Simingqiang laughed, "Everyone speaks and see how to receive the family. This is our most important task at present. I know everyone is very sad, and I am the same, but we must let the sacrificed comrades leave with confidence and do our best to make the families satisfied." Will they be satisfied? Maybe the family members will only take away the sadness and longing forever.

"The captain is right. I think we should carefully summarize the heroic deeds of the martyrs and read them in front of their families, so that they can know how loyal their sons are, and that their achievements will always be remembered by future generations!" Xu Zhiqiang said.

"We hold a collective grave sweeping event, the more grand the better, let our comrades go all the way!" Qiao Xiaolong said.

"I think we should pay enough attention to the actual life difficulties of some team members and provide as much help as possible. Whether applying to superiors or donating money, we must not let the team members in the Nine Springs leave with regrets." Chang Biao said.

The problem Chang Biao mentioned is a universal problem. While enduring poverty, our soldiers dedicate their flesh and blood to the motherland and the people. This is the most lovely group of people in the contemporary era, whether in war or peace. This made Li Siming clarify one of his future goals. If possible in the future, he will do his best to establish a fund for the martyrs and disabled and demobilized soldiers, and do his best to help them and their families.

Finally, I have to face the family of the martyrs, which is something that Li Siming and his team members have to face.

In the early morning, Li Siming and his team members lined up neat teams at the gate of the station to welcome the arrival of their families. It was the end of April, and Yunnan was already in a state of heat. The early cicadas were shouting endlessly on the trees. Li Siming looked towards the end of the road with his feet. At this time, he was both expectant and somewhat resisting.

Two military buses finally arrived. Accompanied by cadres from relevant departments of Kunming Military Region, the families took the car one by one. There were old ladies in their seventies and eighties in the crowd, and there were children who were still breastfeeding. They walked to the team members and looked at each other silently.

"Everyone has it, stand at attention!" Li Siming shouted the command, "Salute to the hero's family!"

The 21 right hands were solemnly raised and placed in front of their right forehead, saluting the hero's mother, father, wife and children, and putting them down for a long time.

"Dear family members, I am Li Siming, the captain of the Wolf Teeth Force. On behalf of the commanders and soldiers of the team, I welcome the arrival of all the families!" Li Siming said to the family members. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The cadre accompanied him said: "Captain Li, the family members are a little tired, so please invite everyone in."

Li Siming and his team members led their families into the military camp. They had already agreed that everyone would smile, but no one could laugh at this moment.

In the conference room, Li Siming led the team members to tell the members' heroic deeds to the family: Ling Zhijun fired a grenade and died together with the enemy, Xie Wu voluntarily took on the task of covering the troops' retreat, Xiao Cheng, who was the original sharp knife platoon, bravely rushed towards a grenade at a critical moment, and Liu Dan dragged his incomplete body to fight against the enemy.

Whenever a team member was told about the heroic deeds, the family members cried bitterly, and Li Siming and the team members couldn't help but hugging each other. The 72-year-old grandmother was Xiao Cheng's grandmother. The old man traveled thousands of miles to the border just to send his grandson a journey, and he was already crying.

"Old man, you need to take care of yourself!" Li Siming said in pain.

"Captain Li, our child's grandfather was also a martyr back then, and now he has become a hero, which can be regarded as a face for our parents Cheng. He has made him suffer. He is young and when he first joined the army, he kept saying that he missed home. Now he is lying alone on the ground, he must miss home even more. This time, my father and mother are here to accompany him so that he will not feel lonely!" said the old lady crying.

"Grandma, we will accompany you to see Xiao Cheng tomorrow and let him walk with peace of mind!" Li Siming comforted.

"Dear family members, comrades, if there are any difficulties in your family, please tell me, and the army will try to solve them for you." Li Siming said to the family members who were immersed in grief.

"Captain Li, we have no other requirements. Our man is a hero. We can't drag him down and discredit him. Do everything that will make the army difficult?" said a family member.

"Thank you!" Li Siming held back his tears and saluted solemnly.

The next morning, the Wolf Tooth Team members helped their families to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery.

The blue sky is cloudless, showing its deep and vast side. The tall trees stand up like sentries around the cemetery, and the tall green mountains around it are like historical old people witnessing the long river of history. Surrounded by these mountains, under the thick green shade of the southern border, more than forty tombstones are silent. It is clearly the vivid hymn of life of more than forty living soldiers of the Republic, rising on this red land and becoming a masterpiece on this hot land forever.

"Preparation!" Li Siming stood on the far right of the neat team, "Let it go!" The team member took a step on his left foot, shot the bullets of the submachine gun in his hand towards the blue sky, and bid farewell to the heroes. The gunshots made a series of echoes among the mountains, and refused to dissipate for a long time, as if the heroes were echoing them.

Li Siming and his team members presented the best wine, lit cigarettes and inserted them in front of the martyrs' graves, and solemnly greeted twenty-one solemn military salutes.

The family members wearing white paper flowers had already cried. They stroked the tombstones with their hands, as if they were touching the young faces of the martyrs, and gave them the specialties they brought from their homes, perhaps just a few buns, or just red dates from their hometowns. But their relatives were lying there forever and could no longer taste these things from their hometowns in person.

Xu Feng's wife came, and there was no bayberry that Xu Feng wanted to eat the most before his sacrifice. Because this season was not the season for bayberry, his wife had to bring aged bayberry wine. Pour the bayberry wine in front of Xu Feng's tombstone, and immediately absorbed the thirsty ground greedily.

Ling Zhijun's wife came with her son who was just five years old during the Chinese New Year. The unsensible child carefully chewed three heads in front of his father's tombstone as his mother told him. Although he was not very sensible, he now knew that he would never see the father he was proud of again. Li Siming took out an envelope from his pocket, and there was a stack of money in it. It was the money given to Li Siming to buy oxen according to Ling Zhijun's will. He lied that it was Ling Zhijun's usual accumulation.

Xie Wu's wife also came with her son. His son, who often talked about him, is now in elementary school and understands what the tombstone in front of him means.

"Uncle Li, is my dad a hero?" He had tears on his face.

"Yes, your father is a great hero!" Li Siming replied.

"When I grow up in the future, I can join the army, can I become a hero like my dad?"

"Yes, I promise!" Li Siming said in his arms.

Sun Chang's tomb was also moved here, which was won by Li Siming. He didn't want Sun Chang to lie alone in a deserted place. Here, he was surrounded by his team members and could not fight together during his lifetime, so let them stay with him after they died.

"Sister-in-law, this is Comrade Sun Chang's military merit, it's a special merit!" Li Siming handed over the military merit to Sun Chang's wife. In fact, he found Yang Yue's father and asked for merit for Sun Chang, but only obtained a third-class merit. Therefore, Li Siming handed over his military merit to her. He could only do this.

Sun Chang's wife held the military medal in her hand, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. Her sad cry made Li Siming feel that she had done too little for the martyrs. He secretly made up his mind to do something to leave the army in the future.

Relatives may be sad, but others have already sang; where can they tell me about death? I will be in the same mountain as my body.

The green mountains testify, the earth testifies. The one lying here is clearly the pioneer of the Republic's journey to rejuvenation, and is clearly the guardian god who enjoys a stable and peaceful life for the people. They are as immortal as the green mountains guarding them.
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