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Chapter 214 The mountains and rivers are safe, pay tribute to the veterans
But in a short while, the table was already filled with dozens of medals.

Everyone knows that every medal on this table represents a test of life and death.

For a while, the hotel was silent, and everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Also in the live broadcast room, as water friends learned about medals one by one, they realized the greatness of the veteran in front of them!
But everyone is also very puzzled, veterans of this level already enjoy special treatment at the national level, and it is the moment when the children and grandchildren are full, why do they still dress so plainly?
The old man looked at the boss in front of him and the waiter at the side, apparently still angry!
"I know what you think, there are too many fakes these years, and military medals can also be faked!"

"Then let you take a look at my body. The scars on my body can't be faked!"

After all, the old man unbuttoned his coat, only to see that he was wearing a vest full of holes.

The old man slowly took off his vest.

It flowed out of my chest!

At that moment, everyone squinted their eyes, and after taking one look, they didn't dare to take a second look!

I saw that there was not a single piece of intact skin on that thin body!

The old man's ribs were sunken, apparently once broken.

There were several bullet holes on the old man's back, almost piercing his body.

Several slender and hideous scars on the old man's chest almost penetrated his chest!
In the past, this kind of scene only appeared on TV. It was only when they saw it today that everyone felt what it means to be shocked.

What is scalp numbness!
These terrifying scars all told the tragic battle situation that year!
The old man pointed to his chest with a voice like a bell.

"Now take a good look!"

"This knife is the scar left by me beheading a second lieutenant when I raided the enemy camp as a death squad! He pierced my ribs, and I beheaded him!"

"The knife on the shoulder was me as the vanguard, and I shot the bullet hole left by a major. He pierced my shoulder, and I pierced his heart!"

"And the knife in my throat was captured alive that year. His saber cut from my chest to my stomach, and my big knife directly cut off his thigh!"

"And the knife across my stomach was during the Great War. My stomach was pierced by a Japanese bayonet, and my intestines leaked out. I dragged half of my intestines and broke up a well-equipped infantry squad. !"

"Let me tell you, these military medals are not just a medal, they are forged with the blood and flesh of countless battles."

"Just like the flag above your heads, it is dyed with the blood of martyrs!"

"And you just threw it on the ground?"

"Who gave you the guts!"

"Ok?"

The old man glared at the waiter and suddenly yelled.

The waiter was so frightened that he trembled, and he shuddered!
There was also silence in the live broadcast room. From the old man counting the scars, they also understood how tragic the battle was!
The scene of the revolutionary martyrs fighting the enemy bravely on the battlefield lingers in my mind for a long time!

The old man paused and pointed to the four pieces of paper spread out on the table.

"Do you know what this is?"

"This is the proof of a martyr!"

Everyone lowered their heads and looked in the direction of the old man's fingers, only to realize that four directions of the table were neatly placed with four certificates of martyrs!

The old man looked at the waiter:
"You said that I ordered such a large table by myself and each took two bites. Isn't this a waste of food?"

"Then let me tell you, that's really not the case!"

"Do you know why I ordered such a dish and bought a large bottle of good wine and poured it on the floor?"

"I tell you, it's to pay homage to their heroic souls!"

"They have never tasted these dishes, and they have never had a sip of these wines!"

"Back then, 300 million people in the Sichuan Army went out carrying the flag of death, but do you know how many came back?"

"Let me tell you, among the 300 million people, 26 were killed, 91 were injured, and 35 were missing!"

"Behind every warrior is a family!"

"You are now reuniting with your family in a lively manner."

"But, do you know?"

"My comrades are still lying in the cold Martyrs Cemetery and can't find their way home!"

"Because of the difficult conditions back then, many martyrs did not have detailed home addresses. After spending more than 30 years, I finally found the home addresses of my four comrades-in-arms and helped them find their relatives!"

"Now they will be reunited with their families soon!"

"I treat them to a meal, shouldn't I?"

"Shouldn't I buy them a sip of wine?"

After the old man finished speaking, tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't control his emotions.

For a time, everyone suddenly realized!

It was so!
It turns out that this is a tribute to the hero!
Everyone misunderstood this veteran!

The people at the scene were all infected by the veteran in front of them, and their eyes were a little moved.

Also in the live broadcast room, some friends secretly wiped their tears with tissues.

All were moved by the veteran in front of them.

For a while, the barrage in the live broadcast room was almost overflowing.

"The mountains and rivers are still there, the hero returns, and we pay tribute to the veterans!"

"The country is safe, the country is safe, and we pay tribute to the veterans!"

"Enjoy the peace when the smoke clears, don't forget the people who defended the country in the past, pay tribute to the veterans!"

And at this time, Lucky Lianlian became more and more angry, and kicked the waiter's leg directly!

"You still don't kneel down and apologize to me!"

At this time, the waiter's face was pale and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

"Old man, I'm really sorry, I really don't know this, I really didn't mean it, please forgive me!"

At this moment, Good Luck also apologized hastily.

"Old man, I'm really sorry. We don't know that there are so many stories that have offended you. Please forgive me."

The old man glared at the waiter. He wanted to say something else, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.

Just then, a phone rang.

The old man frowned, and took out an old-fashioned flip phone from his bag.

He glanced at the number, with a hint of hope in his eyes, and hurriedly answered it and put it in his ear.

But the content of the phone call made the old man tremble, and he held his forehead with one hand.

The phone also slipped to the ground in a daze.

Originally a vigorous spirit, but after answering the phone, his face was full of sadness, as if he had aged a few years in an instant.

"What's the matter, old man? What happened!"

Lucky Lian saw something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

The old man closed his eyes and made a sound after a while.

"The call came and said that they got the address wrong and that the homes of my four comrades are not here..."

For a while, everyone was a little depressed.

This veteran came here from a long distance, full of hope, thinking that he could help his comrades find their relatives, but he did not expect to lose all hope in the end.

Now, everything has to start from scratch!
But the old man is already so old, it has taken 30 years to sort out these clues, how many more 30 years does he have?
Do we really want these martyrs to never be able to return home?
(End of this chapter)