Rise From Eight Hundred

"When you see this letter, I, your husband, will be gone.

Dear, don't cry!

I am ordered to defend Jinshan. The Japanese army is strong and is approaching the west of Shanghai. Now I am fighting alone and determined to sacrifice everything to repay the country for raising me! It is extremely glorious to die for the country!

Originally, I had no worries, but I felt a little sad when I thought of my parents and wife.

I have two things to tell you. First, when Lin'er grows up, he should still be a soldier to avenge his father and be loyal to the country! Second, , after the victory of the war, you can choose to stay in Hunan or return to Jiangxi!

I have failed you in many ways in my military career for more than ten years. Now I am saying goodbye to you with deep gratitude.

As I write this, I can’t see the smoke of gunpowder close at hand, but your gentle face. It is my greatest regret that I can’t grow old with you in this life.

Goodbye, my love!

Zhang Yi wrote his last letter in the 26th year of the Republic of China. ”

Tantai Mingyue read the whole letter almost with a strong cry, but after reading it, she was already crying.

Ruthlessness is not necessarily a true hero, who says that loving children is not a man?

This letter written by the colonel who was about to die for his country to his wife did not contain too much impassioned words about defending the country. Instead, the words were full of lingering love for his wife at home, but the other three tough guys were all in tears.

The eyes of the private who had stopped crying were full of tears again.

So far, there was no objection to Qiang Sanwa’s identity. If the Japanese army could forge such a letter to their families, it can only be said that China's defeat was not unfair.

Moreover, the communication battalion had already received the results confirmed by the 62nd Division, and the commander of the 367th Regiment under their jurisdiction was named Zhang Yi.

"Your commander Zhang, well done!" Lieutenant General Wu personally folded the suicide note written in blood, and solemnly put it in the hands of the corporal along with the two colonel collar badges. "You are also well done. The battle report you brought is very important to us. On behalf of the Songjiang Army, we salute all the soldiers of the 367th Regiment of the 62nd Division who are defending Jinshan County."

Taking a step back, the two generals and the three Tang Dao who were already wearing lieutenant colonel collar badges stood at attention and solemnly saluted a corporal.

That was a tribute to the soldier who strictly abided by military orders and ran dozens of kilometers barefoot, and also a tribute to his colonel commander who had already died.

The corporal obviously did not expect that he would receive such courtesy.

As a serviceman of the colonel, Qiang Sanwa had seen the generals, but they would not be the first to salute him.

However, he also knew that the salutes of two lieutenant generals and a lieutenant colonel were not only for him, but also for all the brothers who died in Jinshan County.

While returning the salute to the three men at a loss, Qiang Sanwa's tears finally fell.

But this time, it was not just because of sadness, but excitement.

At least, his 800 brothers from the 367th Regiment who died in Jinshan County did not die in vain, and the two lieutenant generals were saluting them.

"You can rest in the command center!" Tang Dao looked at the corporal who was covered in scars and mentally unstable, and said gently. "Your unit fought to the death and won the rare bravery of more than ten hours for the whole army. My Songjiang frontline command will convey it to the 62nd Division Headquarters and report it to the theater command. I believe you and they will have appropriate rewards and pensions."

"Thank you, sir!" The corporal nodded heavily.

After a slight hesitation, he saw that the highest position in the command was Lieutenant General Wu, the commander of the 67th Army. The corporal looked at him bravely, "Sir, can I exchange my bonus for something?"

"You say!" Lieutenant General Wu frowned slightly, but still nodded.

Although the corporal did not embarrass the Hunan Army, he was somewhat disgusted by such a blatant way of asking for rewards on the spot.

"I want to change a horse!" The corporal's eyes were full of expectations.

"You want a horse? Do you want to go to the 62nd Division? Okay, I agree, but you have to listen to Deputy Director Tang. Rest for a night first, and I will send someone to take you there tomorrow." Lieutenant General Wu's brows were slightly relaxed.

As long as it is not asking for money or things, it is more or less worthy of his previous military salute. But not giving him a horse now is not because the lieutenant general is stingy and reluctant, but, with the current mental and physical state of the corporal, and in the dark, he may not be able to go where he wants to go.

"Not back to the division headquarters!" The corporal bit his lip and shook his head, gently placing the package in his hand on the conference table. "I have completed the military order of the regiment commander. Please help me pass his relics to the wife of the regiment commander. I am going to Jinshan County. The brothers are all there, and the regiment commander is also there. I want to find them."

The room was silent again.

They are all soldiers, of course they can feel the will to die emanating from the corporal, which may have been decided the moment he left.

If it were them, they would probably not want to live alone after witnessing the whole regiment die in battle, and they were ordered to escape and deliver the battle report.

Seeing that the two lieutenant generals in the room did not say a word, and obviously had no intention of exchanging the reward, the corporal, who had a bit of Hunanese stubbornness, simply stopped talking, stood at attention and saluted the two generals, Tang Dao, and the female soldier who covered her mouth and tried not to cry, and then walked out with some difficulty.

The sky outside the door was as dark as ink, but the ground was dotted with "stars". The corporal's thin and slow and difficult back made Tan Tai Mingyue stop.

She wanted to persuade him, but she didn't know how to start, but she knew that if she let him go like this, she would never forgive herself in this life.

"Soldier, you want to die and be with your regiment commander and brothers. This is your wish, and I can't stop you.

But I hope you understand that when your regiment leader asked you to leave, he not only asked you to send battle reports, he also wanted you to live. Your regiment is gone, but the spirit of your 367 regiment is still there. As long as the spirit is still there, 367 Sooner or later the regiment will be rebuilt.

But if you die like this, you have comforted yourself, but who will inherit the spirit of the 367th Regiment? Who can know the truth that the 367th regiment would rather die than retreat? "Tang Dao looked at the back of the superior soldier who was stubbornly moving forward and suddenly said.

The private's body stiffened suddenly.

In the darkness and the fire everywhere, it looked like a solidified statue.

Several people in the room stopped talking and watched quietly, waiting silently.

It is also a soldier's responsibility to wait for the superior soldier to recover from the pain.

Soldiers must learn to endure sacrifice and the pain of leaving their comrades. Without such steel and iron bones, how can they become the backbone of a country and nation that is in turmoil?

Soldiers, from the time war comes, must have a heart as solid as a rock, and must learn to remove weakness from the dictionary.

This is cruel, but it is the choice of war.

No need to comfort, because no one can comfort.

The tragedy of all Paoze dying in battle is a tragedy that can only be understood by those who have been in it.

The pain of preferring death to life is a pain that only his own heart can know.

Sometimes, living is harder than dying. Living is the real bravery.

Tang Dao, I hope this soldier will be brave.

After a long time, the superior soldier finally turned back blankly, with a bit of expectation on his face.

"Sir, can our regiment really be rebuilt?"

"Yes, I will personally send a message to Commander Tao and request him to rebuild the heroic 367th Regiment in the name of all the 34,000 officers and soldiers of the 67th Army and the 43rd Army, including the Songjiang Security Regiment and the Sixing Battalion." Lieutenant General Wu took a heavy step. , solemnly promised to the superior soldier.

This may be the first time that this army lieutenant general, who has served as a soldier, has made such a solemn promise to a soldier.

Nothing else, because he is worth it.

Behind his back, he spent nearly a thousand lives in exchange for precious twelve hours of the 367 regiment.