Song Beiyun

But at this moment, Zhou Cheng, who was already in despair, saw a large number of friendly troops rushing out from the mist of the battlefield, like gods.

Because the offensive last night was very successful, 70.00% of the enemy's intensive firepower points were destroyed, and the members of the death squads exchanged their lives for the defense line to push forward directly, so that the cannons in the city entered the range of the rockets, and our army also used saturation attacks. Destroy the last and strongest defense of the place.

In one morning, more than 7 rockets poured into the enemy's position. Under the baptism of the meteor fire rain, they couldn't even raise their heads, let alone counterattack, and even the ground was completely destroyed. Blow down three meters.

After the enemy's giant artillery battalion was completely useless, our army's heavy artillery finally entered the field. The two sides fought for three days and three nights in the final area, and the whole of Berlin was turned into a sea of ​​flames.

"how is the situation?"

Song Beiyun has not been able to close his eyes for two days, because Goudan is now in the tent for rescue. At the beginning, he even performed the operation himself, but later because he was too tired, he had to change people up.

Goudan's condition is very bad, with excessive blood loss, abdominal infection, and multiple fractures. This situation is difficult to recover even in the rear, but now in such a rough environment on the front line, it is really only possible to do your best. I know my destiny.

Although Song Beiyun didn't enter the operating room again, he didn't leave either, and stayed there the whole time. After the little girl from Xu Li's family came out, he immediately asked about the situation.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she didn't know whether she was crying or tired. After hearing Song Beiyun's inquiry, she regained consciousness in a trance, looked up at Song Beiyun and burst into tears. .

As soon as she cried, Song Beiyun panicked. He thought he was about to end up here, but ended up in a situation where a white-haired man gave away a black-haired man.

But who knew that the little girl was gasping for breath, and after crying for a while, said: "It has stabilized..."

"Then you cry!"

After Song Beiyun reprimanded loudly, he opened the curtain and walked in. Although Goudan was lying on the hospital bed, although there was no sign of waking up, his face was much better than before.

At this time, a Japanese surgeon stepped forward, took off his gloves and said to Song Beiyun, "Mr. Song, it's really a miracle. I've never seen anyone survive such a serious injury."

This man has studied in Chang'an Medical College for ten years, and Chang'an Medical College itself was set up by Song Beiyun. He has no problem calling Song Beiyun a teacher, and he is now the best surgeon in the entire army and even the whole country.

"When will he wake up?"

The doctor shook his head: "You also know that this kind of thing is no longer what our doctors say."

Song Beiyun sat beside him, holding his head in his hands and resting for a while. As he got older, he could no longer stay up for days and nights like when he was young. Now his state is almost at its limit.

The rumble of guns outside is still going on, but the front line said that the battle is going very smoothly, and has advanced to the periphery of the central area of ​​Berlin, while the enemy is relying on their Ministry of Defense building to make the final resistance.

In this attack, the Asian Army also suffered heavy casualties. In the past few months alone, almost 7 people were killed in battle, and at least 30 people were injured to varying degrees.And now it's finally time to reap the results. As long as the enemy's last defense is breached, he will completely pull out this evil banner, fulfilling his insistence at the beginning.

The price was too high, but he didn't ask if it was worth it, because this battle would have to be fought sooner or later, if they didn't fight now, wouldn't it be waiting for them to grow up?

In order to reduce casualties and successfully enter the city, less than seven people from the death squad of more than 200 people came back alive, two of them were seriously injured and four were slightly injured.Only one person was unscathed and assisted other teams to cover by the way. With a broken European rifle without sights and 150 rounds of bullets, 140 seven enemies were killed, including a large number of middle and senior officers, and even a German army teacher's teacher.

This legendary sniper must be rewarded, but the other six people who can come back also need to be rewarded, because it is not easy, it is really not easy.It's really a front line in exchange for life.

"Teacher Song, why don't you take a rest first?"

Song Beiyun waved his hand when he heard the reminder from others: "I'm fine, you go and do your work, I'll watch him here."

When only Goudan and Song Beiyun were left in the tent, Song Beiyun stared blankly at his face, the youthfulness had already faded.But Song Beiyun clearly remembered how he looked when he was thrown in front of him in that small inn more than 20 years ago.

But now whether he can be sober or not is unknown, Song Beiyun is actually guilty and annoyed, and even a little at a loss.

He doesn't know how to face the worst consequences, and this is probably something that every middle-aged person is at a loss.

There were 42 pieces of shrapnel, nearly [-] stitches were stitched up and down the whole body, about one-third of the blood flowed out, the internal organs were exposed, the cheekbones were fractured, and the three fingers of the left hand were comminuted.

Taking out any random injury is enough to hang a medal, and he took it all by himself.

Song Beiyun suddenly felt that there would never be a shortage of heroes in this world, and the legend of courage should be passed down from generation to generation.

The battle situation outside is still tense. The enemy is in the final desperate struggle, crazy and tenacious. Although the Asian army has the upper hand, they are still fighting very hard, but after all, the suppression in terms of numbers and equipment still greatly affects the battle situation.

At 23:32 p.m. on January [-], [-] in the new calendar, the flag representing evil on the German Ministry of Defense building was finally chopped into two sections, and the flag representing victory finally fluttered over Europe.

However, when the battlefield was cleaned after the war, no figure of the enemy's supreme leader was found, including some cronies around him, the admiral of the navy, the field marshal, etc. were not found.

Song Beiyun didn't seem to be in a hurry. He just issued an order to continue to eliminate the participating forces and help the local residents resume normal production and life as much as possible. He didn't say much about other things.

After all, the harsh winter has passed, the most intense part of the war has ended, and all that remains is to carry out a series of battles.

Of course, no one knows the whereabouts of the enemy leader Dole, but he probably won't be able to escape for a few days, because the only place he can escape now is France. As for France... that's after the beginning of spring.

Let him be happy for a few more days. As far as the current situation is concerned, unless Dole can remotely summon the star fleet, there is not much time left for him.

Eight days after No.20 occupied Berlin, Goudan finally woke up. He was extremely weak, but the first thing he did after waking up was to ask Song Beiyun if his mission had been completed.

"It's done, it's all done." Song Beiyun stroked his head with a smile and said, "You can just take a good rest now."

"Just finish it." Goudan grinned, and then asked, "Where's my comrade-in-arms?"

Chapter 974: Sunny January 23, 2

What father in the world would like to see his son sacrificed, but Song Beiyun didn't stop Goudan from going to the battlefield, nor did he stop him from charging first. He knew he might die, but he could only do so.

But now he was seriously injured, and the scars on his body gave people goosebumps. If it wasn't for his fate, he would be left on the battlefield.

Goudan didn't complain, but Song Beiyun's heart was full of guilt, but guilt was guilt, and there was no way out.

Earlier, before Goudan woke up, Yang Wenguang came over to argue with him, asking him why Goudan should be allowed to go on such a dangerous task. Something big happened.

But Song Beiyun just said at the time, "Don't let him go, even if it's my turn to go, I have to go. There is no choice for this kind of thing, but if you can choose your own life or death, the country will not be saved. My son, Song Beiyun, is a son. Isn’t the son of his grandson Er Mazi not a son? There is no high or low on the battlefield, only the division of responsibilities.”

He was sadder than anyone, but he really had no choice.Once Song Beiyun chooses, there will be countless people who will choose the same option as him. The children of officials and rich people will always be safe, while the children of poor people should die?

Who will defend the country in the end?Who would willingly entrust their children to the country?So this kind of problem can't be called a problem at all. Even if that day comes, if a gun is handed over, even Song Beiyun will have to charge forward with the gun.

Now the whole country knows that Song Beiyun is on the front line, and his son is also on the front line, and Song Beiyun agrees to his son joining the Death Squad, which is setting a benchmark. Even in the next 300 or 500 years, as long as the benchmark is still there, the country will not fall .

A war requires not only fighting spirit and momentum, but also national destiny for the next few hundred years, or don't join the army, as long as he comes, then his identity doesn't matter at all.

Everyone said that Song Beiyun was cruel, but those who understood knew that only such a person was worthy of controlling such a country and army.

"Father, I don't want military merit..." Goudan came to Song Beiyun on crutches. He can get out of bed and walk around now. The recovery ability brought by youth is really strong, but the weakness of the body can be seen. He was originally strong, but now he was thin and could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"No military merit? Why?"

"My brothers were all killed in battle, and there were less than ten people left in the spy battalion. I was ashamed to step on the lives of my comrades to lead the army. Compared with the comrades who died, I was nothing, and they were the real ones." hero."

"That's right." Song Beiyun nodded: "You are already the greatest reward if you are still alive. But have you ever thought that if you refuse, should others refuse?"

"Ah...I...they just take theirs."

"Okay, you are amazing and you are noble. You said that if you give up the military medal, you will give up the military medal. What about the rest? You don't know what they have paid to get this honor. You just take them away The honor they got in exchange for their lives has been denied. They accepted the award, what about the reputation? Some people will definitely say why they can’t learn from you and give up the honor. The war is for the country and the people, how can they still think about rewards?”

"This……"

"Not everyone is like you. Your father is Song Beiyun, but they are not. Some of them were wounded and could no longer stay in the army. They have to rely on this money and this honor to go back to their hometown or live in peace or make a living. An errand. So many people are fighting desperately, maybe it is to make people look up to them or to have a bright future in the future. If you deny the credit for others with a word, what are you?"

Goudan opened his mouth but made no sound, while Song Beiyun just waved his hand: "Go back and figure it out yourself."

Goudan, who had been trained by his father, limped out, and Zhou Chengcheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slipped up in front of him, bumped him with his shoulder and said with a smile, "I heard the boss I scolded you, why did you provoke him?"

"It's okay." Goudan shook his head: "I owe you scolding."

Zhou Cheng knew the stink of these intellectuals, so he said nonchalantly: "Okay, don't be so sad. I heard that there is a restaurant with hometown dishes in the city. Let me treat you to a meal. Let's have a drink. It's been a year."

"Drink...you know how to drink." After speaking, Goudan threw a pack of cigarettes from his hand: "I just touched it from my father's table, and here it is for you."

"You are so brave! How dare you steal this?"

"He's old and doesn't smoke well. He's been coughing all the time recently, so I just let him touch it." Goudan gave Zhou Cheng a look: "I'm the first to touch the whistle."

"Let's go, let's buy you a drink. This cigarette is so good that you can't buy it even if you have money."

After the Asian army occupied Berlin, this month was spent taking advantage of the winter to help local residents fully recover their production and life.

The Asian Army has always fought wars based on the idea of ​​following the caravan wherever it is liberated. A large number of merchants will come here with all kinds of goods, and the merchants have a keen sense of smell. They see that there are a large number of Song troops stationed here. , so if you open a restaurant here, you can make a lot of money in a few months. After all, these soldiers are generous and don’t have so much shit, and the Asian army has strict military discipline, and the Song army is especially strict. The kind that they dare not even give money to.

So this hometown dish is the favorite restaurant of the expeditionary army, and if you go late, you have to queue up.

Although Goudan and Zhou Cheng were injured, their casual clothes were still the training uniforms of the secret service battalion. The two of them walked slowly on the road as if they were missing, but as long as someone in military uniform looked at them Everyone will take the initiative to give way.

Wearing the clothes of the secret service battalion, and injured like this, it is clear that he is a seed player who survived by chance in the Death Squad, and this is the real hero. If they didn't fight each other with death, they didn't know they would die in the siege battle before How many people, no one knows if they died on the way to charge.

The elite spy battalion has been wiped out, and it is said that there are less than ten people left, but with these ten people, usually even the division commander has to pay a military salute when they see them.These two people looked easy to bully, but if anyone showed their abilities in front of them at this moment, it would be easy to go back to the confinement.

"Brother Goudan, I think I'm awesome." Zhou Cheng laughed and said, "They look at us like gods."

"Don't show off, let's go..."

"It's a pity..." Zhou Cheng sighed suddenly and said, "It would be great if Fat Niu Dazhuang and the others were still there. By the way, Lian Sheng wrote a letter a while ago, saying that he is now in the rear after the New Year and will go back, let them If you have time to go to his hometown to play, he will go up the mountain to hunt wild boars for us to eat."

"This battle is finally over." Goudan suddenly sighed with emotion.

From the 18th year of the new calendar to the 23rd year of the new calendar, it has been playing for five years.After five years of war, Goudan saw countless people sacrificed in front of him, his comrades changed after another, and in the end only Zhou Cheng was left in the old army, this hard-fated and outrageous dog, who was still healthy and healthy. alive.

It's really embarrassing.

But let’s talk about it, this Zhou Cheng is really a tough guy. He participated in almost all the most intense battles in the Asia-Europe War, and they all broke in as sharp knives, and performed countless missions that must kill him. Coming back alive is no longer something ordinary people can do.

It is said that Zhou Cheng's military achievements have accumulated very high. After the war, he can theoretically be promoted to a colonel. Whether he can become a general after that depends on whether he can live up to his expectations, but Goudan estimates that Zhou Cheng's words are the worst. It will also be a major general who retires, and he is basically a super combat hero.

A living super combat hero, I'm afraid it's hard to find a few in the entire army.

Seeing Zhou Cheng's appearance, Goudan suddenly understood his father's words. People like Zhou Cheng who came to the army from an ordinary family, didn't they rely on this level of honor to make a difference? They didn't look like themselves. Such a halo of "Prince" does not have a father like Song Beiyun. Their promotion is based on fighting again and again, fighting with their lives again and again.

Goudan may not be clear about other people's words, but he knows Zhou Cheng very clearly. He is brave and fearless in every battle, otherwise he would not be able to reach the bunker earlier than himself, let alone be hit by a After the gun, there was the idea of ​​dying with the bunker.

If such a person is criticized because of himself, then Song Zhen really deserves to be cut to death.

"I heard that we will all have ratings for the awards after this time." Zhou Cheng sat at the dinner table happily planning the future: "I heard that even if you return to the enemy after the war, you can arrange a pretty good errand. That dog Brother Egg, do you think I can be a prison boss after I go back?"

"Is this what you are good for?" Goudan said dumbfoundedly: "I thought what were you going to be, just a prison boss?"

"Ang, you don't know. When I was a child, I saw those prison bosses live a good life. I can't be the county magistrate. I'm different from you. I can't read a few big characters. Being a prison boss is almost the same. "

Goudan smiled: "Don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he leaned close to Zhou Cheng and whispered in Zhou Cheng's ear, "I've inquired about it, and you're about to be rated special."

"What?" Zhou Cheng couldn't react for a while.

After Goudan recounted it, Zhou Cheng even forgot that his leg was lame, stood up in a jerk, and then sat back on the wheelchair with his feet limp, screaming in pain.

"Look at you, you're so useless."

"Brother Goudan, don't coax me."

"What am I coaxing you to do?"

Zhou Cheng was so happy that he almost fainted. The super combat hero is not an honor that ordinary people can get. There are not many of that thing in the whole army, and there is basically no possibility for the living people to get this title. Don't even talk about living comfortably, this is simply a glory of the ancestors.

How many chances does a man have in his lifetime to honor his ancestors?

"My father will be so happy if he finds out." Zhou Cheng was so excited that his eyes were red: "At that time, I'll see if that ugly fat man in the village dares to bully me."

There are no grandiose feelings or rhetoric, just for the sake of "fat people at the entrance of the village don't bully me", this is probably one of the real core demands of an ordinary person.

At this moment, when Song Beiyun's words reappeared in Goudan's mind, it filled him with guilt. He was still that immature young man.

"We ate well today!" Zhou Cheng was so happy that he raised his hand and called to the owner of his hometown cuisine: "What are the best dishes you have here? Pick a few, and there must be meat!"

Goudan shook his head with a smile, and the boss also came up at this time, leaned over and asked, "Are you two soldiers from the secret service battalion?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? No food allowed?"

"It's okay, it's just that there is a rule in the shop. Heroes don't need to spend money to eat. You two wait a moment, and I will let the kitchen prepare it. I just bought some good pork from a local fellow today. I will give it to the two Show your hand."

At this moment, in the southwestern border, at the foot of Meili Snow Mountain in Deqin, Diqing, Yunnan, a ragged traveler leaned on a stick and stood under the majestic Meili Snow Mountain.

It was the time of sunrise at this moment, the fog cleared away, the snow mountain revealed its true face, the sky was clear, and the golden light fell from the sky and shone on the top of the snow mountain, just like a fairyland in heaven.

Seeing this scene, the traveler heaved a sigh of relief and knelt down with a thud, not because he was so pious but because he had already walked for fifteen days in this [-]-mile no-man's land. Broken, he couldn't hold on anymore.

And at this moment of despair, he tremblingly took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, and poured out a pill sealed with wax. After hesitating for a while, he bit open the wax seal, and then ignored He ate the foul-smelling pill without hesitation.

But not long after he took the pill, he completely lost consciousness and rolled down from the top of the mountain with a grunt.

He didn't know how long it took him to wake up, and he was surprised to find that he had fallen at least 300 meters away without any scars on his body, and even the hunger disappeared. He stood up and moved around Hands and feet, found that there is no problem from top to bottom.

Even the stick that he carried with him was broken into seven or eight pieces, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, and even the injuries he had suffered before had completely healed.

"It's weird... isn't it dead?" Zhao Xing patted himself, but he didn't feel any pain at all, and then he looked up again: "Isn't this broken medicine real... ..."

But now he doesn't care about the truth, the most important thing now is to be able to get out of this dilapidated place, at least find a place with a family to settle down, otherwise, if he encounters a pack of wolves in the dark, then tomorrow at this time He was about to be pulled all over the place.

Before leaving, he got up again and looked at the vast snow-capped mountains in the distance: "The rivers and mountains are truly wonderful."

Chapter 975: Sunny January 23, 4

In April of the 23rd year of the new calendar, the Asian Army officially changed its name to the United Army and began its final general offensive to the northwest of France.

There was no resistance along the way, and the defenders in many places even raised the white flag to surrender when they saw the arrival of the coalition army.