Li Jinhao didn't rush to draw lots first.

He just sat there quietly.

Finally, the last chopstick was left, and Li Jinhao slowly stepped forward and pulled out the chopsticks.

He looked down and showed a smile on his face, then his face returned to tranquility, and he sighed slowly.

The bottom of the chopsticks is a little red.

Du Chongwei saw it aside, and he lowered his head, and a sad look flashed in his eyes.

In the past few days, he has communicated with Li Jinhao from time to time and has become a close friend. When he thought of Li Jinhao's death, he couldn't help but feel sad.

...

"If you draw the red card, stay, the others will go out first." Sheng Shuyu said.

"Brother Wu." Ye Nantong's eyes were red and he looked at Ji Yongzhi.

He is the youngest player in the room. He was about to go forward to draw lots just now, but Ji Yongzhi slapped him on the forehead and then pulled him out, "I haven't even grown all my hair, get out."

Then, Ji Yongzhi got the red lottery.

Ye Nantong knew that the red sign should have belonged to him.

"Boy." Ji Yongzhi rubbed Ye Nantong's head hard, "Remember, you owe me your life, but you have to fight the Japanese alive."

Ye Nantong could no longer stop tears.

"Get out." Ji Yongzhi kicked Ye Nantong directly, "Raw melon seeds."

Du Chongwei came to Li Jinhao and he glanced at Li Jinhao.

He knew Li Jinhao's identity. As the nephew of the deputy stationmaster of Hangzhou Station, if Li Jinhao did not take the initiative to go forward and draw lots, no one could force him.

However, Li Jinhao took that step without hesitation.

"Be sure to take care of yourself." Du Chongwei shook hands with Li Jinhao.

"It is the mission of our men to die for our country." Li Jinhao smiled heartily, but instead comforted the sad Du Chongwei, "If I really sacrificed my life for the country and win the War of Resistance in the future, please ask Brother Du to play a violin in front of my grave, and I will know that we have won."

"Okay! Just one word is certain!" Du Chongwei nodded vigorously and shook hands heavily with Li Jinhao.

...

Sheng Shuyu looked at all this silently, watching the brother who drew the living sign and the brother who drew the red sign hugged and said goodbye. He didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

Finally, only the brothers who got the red lottery were left in the room.

"Next, I'll deploy tomorrow's action." Sheng Shuyu first saluted everyone and then said.

"In tomorrow's actions, everyone will obey Xia Yanhua's command."

"Yes!" everyone said in unison.

Sheng Shuyu looked at Xia Yanhua, "Tomorrow, brothers will follow us to act with us. They are familiar with the situation in Shanghai. If there is an emergency, you need to obey their arrangements."

"I understand." Xia Yanhua nodded.

Sheng Shuyu glanced at Xia Yanhua deeply. Xia Yanhua was an operational expert he discovered in the Zhejiang West Action Team. Xia Yanhua, who was only 24 years old, is a physical education teacher at Sanmin Middle School in Jiaxing. She is a heroic and courageous person and is a young cadre that Sheng Shuyu attaches great importance to.

"Look at everyone." Sheng Shuyu pointed to the map on the desktop and asked everyone to surround him. "This is Qimin Hospital, the south side of Qimin Hospital, and we plan to launch an ambush here."

“There is a bridge here.”

"We will sneak in this house tonight and control this commanding heights."

Sheng Shuyu was very slow to speak. When he encountered something that his subordinates didn’t understand, he would explain it carefully.

...

After completing the arrangements and deployment of tomorrow's action, he looked around everyone, "The action tomorrow can be said to be a life-and-death situation."

"The next time is left for everyone. If you have anything to say for your family, prepare it." Sheng Shuyu said.

Li Jinhao took out a notebook from his shoulder bag. He sat quietly in the corner, took out a pencil from his shoulder bag, and began to write his suicide note.

"Chief Sheng." Someone found Sheng Shuyu.

"Um?"

"I'm illiterate. Can Chief Sheng write a letter to my mother for me?"

"Yes." Sheng Shuyu glanced at the big and thick man. He remembered that the man was named Huang Erniu, who was from De County, Shandong Province. Sheng Shuyu nodded.

He took out the notebook from his body and took out the pencil, "You say, I'll write it."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." Huang Erniu said happily.

He thought for a while and continued to speak, "My mother, I am Erniu. I will take action tomorrow, and I will probably sacrifice myself."

Speaking of this, Huang Erniu hesitated a little. He asked Sheng Shuyu, "Sir Sheng, my mother doesn't know what sacrifice means."

Sheng Shuyu was silent for a moment and said, "Just say, you died to fight the Japanese."

"Zhong." Huang Erniu nodded, "My mother, I died to fight the Japanese. I am unfilial and I can't go back to see you. The commander said, I died for the country and I will have a pension. If you take this money, buy whatever you like to eat. I am filial."

Uncle Sheng stopped and looked at Huang Erniu, "It's gone?"

"It's gone." Huang Erniu nodded, and then quickly said, "Also, my mother, you must live well and live well."

...

Sheng Shuyu quickly wrote, then looked up and asked, "Eniu, where do you live in?"

"There is a big locust tree at the entrance of the village in Ershilipu, De County, Shandong."

"Okay!" Sheng Shuyu solemnly wrote on the paper, "Ershi Lipu, De County, Shandong Province, big locust tree at the village head, and yellow Erniu."

"Thank you, sir." Huang Erniu bowed deeply to Sheng Shuyu and said happily, "Sir, I have nothing to say."

Soon, other illiterate brothers also came to Sheng Shuyu to help write the suicide note.

At this time, Huang Erniu came over again and asked carefully, "Sir."

"Um?"

"Can my pension be given to my mother?"

"Yes!" Sheng Shuyu looked up and saw many brothers looking at him. He focused his attention, "It must be. I'll be watching this matter myself, I will definitely be able to."

Hearing this, these men in their twenties breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

...

Here, Li Jinhao is still writing, his suicide notes are written a lot, very long.

He thought he only needed to write a paragraph and say goodbye to his mother, but he didn't expect that there seemed to be so much to say. He couldn't stop writing, so he thought and said everything he should say. If he wanted to tell his mother in the future, he would have no chance.

"The child died for the country and died as his own. He only missed his mother. He only wished his mother good health and longevity and enjoy his old age. The child was also extremely happy under the storm of the nine springs."

"Mother, the child voluntarily dies for the country, please don't blame his uncle." After thinking about it, Li Jinhao continued to write on a new page, "Mother always teaches her to be a person who is useful to the country and nation. When she was young, she often makes you angry. However, the mother's earnest teachings will always be remembered. No one has ever died in her life since ancient times, leaving her loyalty to shine in history. The child still remembers her heart. She dies for the country this time, and does not seek fame and will be passed down in history. She only hopes that the fire of my magnificent Chinese civilization will be bright and that she will die without regrets."

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