Earth Destruction Plan

?? Half a month later, He Gang's daughter got married. The wedding day was February 14th in the Gregorian calendar, Valentine's Day. The weather in Beijing was very cold with light snow.

In the past half month, He Gang's body has declined rapidly. I don't know if it was because of his previous dyeing or illness. Most of his hair was gray, and he looked like he was twenty years old.

The wedding was held in a mid-range restaurant on Chang'an Avenue. He Beibei was dressed in a plain white wedding dress and stood under the flower crown in the wedding lobby. All the spotlights were shining on her, beautiful as a holy lily. The groom is a member of the military area. Major, tall and handsome, with a bright future.

When the wedding began, all relatives and friends stood up and applauded, and the military band played the "Wedding March". In a solemn atmosphere, He Gang in a straight military uniform walked onto the stage, stood next to He Beibei, and slightly raised his right arm. , He Beibei gently held up his father, holding a bouquet in the other hand, and walked slowly towards the stage.

At this moment, a beam of light shone on and hit another row of medals on He Gang's chest. The golden and silver medals were like a mirror, or like gems embedded in a mighty military uniform, reflecting. The dazzling light shows the splendid life of an old soldier...

& Years ago, 39-year-old He Gang was the commander of the 97th Regiment of the Kunming Military Region. That is, in that year, the two-mountain battle broke out due to border conflicts between China and Vietnam.

He Gang took instructions from his superiors at the most critical moment of the battle and led his team to participate in the battle. On May 15, He Gang's team met the 316th Independent Infantry Division of the Vietnamese Army in the East Mountain of the Bali River. After 3 hours of fierce fighting, Our front army repelled the Vietnamese army.

However, it had only been stationed for less than a month, and the regrouped Yue No. 313 Infantry Division took advantage of the terrain to counterattack and attacked the position of our army in the direction of Nara on the side of Laoshan.

At that time, the guard at that position was the second company led by He Gang.

That battle was almost in the form of encirclement and suppression. The Vietnamese army surrounded from all directions like a large number of locusts. The dark green helmet covered the color of the grass. Because our side had just changed defenses, most of the main force of the army was withdrawn. Went 17 kilometers away, He Gang held only 97 brothers in his hand.

He Gang has never forgotten the dawn that day...

The dim sun was hidden under the heavy clouds, all around it was dim and dim, and you couldn't see everything in front of you. The encircling circle was like a rope tied around your neck. It slowly tightened inch by inch. He leaned against the trench and lit a cigarette. The hands that had just shaken out of fear gradually returned to calm.

He was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that he would never see his baby daughter again. In the black and white photo sent by his wife, He Beibei, who was only 5 years old, smiled brightly like an angel.

That was everything in his life except the army.

"Brothers!" He Gang said as calmly as possible, "The motherland is behind, the country is under your feet, the gun is in your hand, and the enemy is in front of you. No one is allowed to drop a brother. Two pits!"

"Head He, don't worry, I've been following you for so long, no brother is a fool!" A soldier replied with a smile.

It’s no longer safe to put the photo in your pocket. He Gang took off the helmet, lined the photo of the baby girl in the helmet and put it on again. Before wearing it, there was a violent bombing sound in his ear, just a grenade. It exploded more than ten meters away from him, followed by overwhelming gunfire.

Ears have long been unable to hear any sound, the huge shock wave shook people dizzy and almost couldn't tell the direction.

The new fighter who fought few battles instantly lost his balance and almost sat down in the trenches...

The battle between a division and a company did not last long. It was only seven or eight minutes of effort. There was no romance of lighting up the last bullet, no rhetoric of staring at each other last, only the splashing mud mixed with bright red blood and stumps. The broken arm and the bullet passing the ear...

Everything is like a dream, so unreal...

He Gang looked up at the bright crystal lamp above the restaurant. The light made him feel a little dizzy. The picture in his memory just now looked like a cut film, which was spinning for a while, and then suddenly remembered, a brother of Lien. No one is left...

Ninety-seven brothers... Tears filled his eyes instantly.

The solemn music still echoed in his ears. For He Gang, the sound was not very loud. His left ear was smashed in the battle, and only 30% of his hearing remained.

At this moment, only the sound of artillery fire from that tragic battle reverberated in his mind. He accompanied his daughter to another beginning of life. The once tender little hand was the only driving force for his survival...

Cleaning the battlefield, as the only prisoner of war surviving, He Gang was imprisoned by the Vietnamese army.

It was early summer, and the waist-deep stinky water was overflowing with a disgusting smell. Many Vietnamese soldiers urinated on the spot from the cracks in the wooden fence above. The wound on his shoulder that was scraped by the stray bullet had already turned pus, but With his hands **** and hung, He Gang could only watch the meat in the wound decay, and countless mosquitoes and flies bit the upper body of the ****, and the strange itching and pain crossed and attacked his finally sober consciousness.

He was in a coma and woke up for a while. He didn't know how long he was locked up. He only remembered that both legs were soaked and swollen, numb, and lost consciousness...

He Gang almost believed that he would die in that hellish water prison, until he saw a small piece of paper rippling with the water in the puddle...

Yes, that is a photo of her daughter. The 5-year-old daughter is still waiting for her to go back, return to the motherland, and return to her side! I must live!

At this time, He Gang has completely lost his physical strength. He knows that the **** of death is holding his throat and breaking his wrists at this time. As long as he relaxes a little bit mentally, there is no chance. If he wants to escape, he must first Alive!

He turned his head with difficulty and saw the wound on his left shoulder. There was something squirming inside. It was just born, a maggot as thin as twine...

He Gang looked at his daughter's photo again. He was floating in the water. He couldn't see clearly. Because of hunger, his vision began to blur. Only one thought reverberated in his chest-I want to eat and live!

He gritted his teeth and bit down the piece of meat on his left shoulder, a sharp pain woke him up...

He Gang woke up from the painful memories again. On the wedding stage, the colorful three-layer soft cake was so tempting and delicious. The champagne tower was placed in the shape of a pyramid. The huge background screen was playing. With all the photos of her daughter from childhood to adulthood, as well as those group photos with his arms around his father's neck, reality is so peaceful and beautiful, and life is so happy and warm.

All this is because he ate that bite of meat, his own.

The Vietnamese army did not have time to dispose of the prisoner alone in the water prison, because our army quickly took the position again, faster than they did when they assaulted.

When the soldiers rescued He Gang from the water jail, he had a high fever for a whole week, and had to rest in the hospital behind for more than two months before he could barely get out of bed...

He Gang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, which brought him back to reality again. This short road has come to an end. The photo of his daughter on the background screen has become a graceful wedding photo, and her head rests on it. The man has changed from his father to another, a young, handsome, and energetic young soldier with a heroic spirit in his eyebrows.

The host held the microphone, and kindly invited the father-in-law to give blessings to the newlyweds. The microphone was passed to He Gang's hands, and it felt heavier than a 82-style grenade.

He Gang shuddered twice ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and raised the microphone to his mouth with difficulty. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he couldn't open his mouth. He stopped, put the microphone down, raised it again, and then Putting down again weakly, his head turned to one side...

The relatives and friends in the audience successively sounded applause of encouragement and joined together to encourage this warrior who had been extremely brave on the battlefield.

"Yes... treat her better!" He Gang finished saying this, tears welled up in his eyes, and his daughter was already crying.

& Years ago, when 97 brothers fell by his side one after another, he did not shed tears.

Now, he is crying...

The wedding was still in progress. Two guards helped He Gang down and sat in a corner chair to rest. The more severe liver pain made him sweat profusely.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and He Gang took out his portable mobile phone, and Xu Zhe's anxious voice came: "Commander He, Lin Tao went to the'base' by himself!"

"What?" He Gang stood up, he instantly understood why Lin Tao didn't come to the wedding today, he, he was going to do something...