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The singing is loud, as if it can penetrate the clouds and mist.

The sky that has always been gloomy is extremely bright tonight. The pure and beautiful night sky is like a soft and smooth blue silk, and a full moon like a jade plate, sprinkling its bright light on the earth. Even the moon seems to be moved by the singing. The dreamy light shines on Zhao Xiaoyan's pretty face, as if she is wearing a veil like water, dancing in the night, with a particularly sacred light.

"Staff General Gao, I personally have a request, I hope you can accept it!"

However, it was in such singing, in the night like a poem and dream, that Political Commissar Han Qiming helped Li Xiaobu and Wang Xiankui to Gao Xiaodong. His expression was heavy, but he had a kind of tragic tragedy.

"Political Commissar Han, if you have anything, just call me. Look at you being so seriously injured! Why do you still have to come out?"

Seeing that Political Commissar Han Qiming had come over in person due to serious injuries, the singing stopped. Wang Yang and Zhao Xiaoyan stood up quickly with Gao Xiaodong and helped Political Commissar Han Qiming sit in the trench. Gao Xiaodong gave up his position with some heartache and panic, letting Political Commissar Han Qiming sit outside the highest point and said sincerely:

"You can just give orders directly, I, Gao Xiaodong, will never refuse!"

"What orders are not that serious. I rarely wake up. I am afraid that if I don't say something, I may never have the chance to say it!"

Political Commissar Han Qiming did not recommend the committee at this time. Everyone could see that the two wounds on his body were extremely heartbreaking. He looked pale and even had a trace of twitching at the corner of his mouth when he was speaking. Everyone wanted to say something to comfort him, but Political Commissar Han Qiming seemed to not want to give others a chance to speak.

He trembled and took out a bag from his waist with his left hand, staring at the cloth bag as if full of emotion, and then put it in Gao Xiaodong's hand extremely solemnly.

"This is all the anti-fuze, map, documents, and my gun, the party constitution and a letter to the superior party committee. These are the most precious team wealth in my mind. On the way to escape, the first thing I do is to destroy them as long as it is possible to fail. Fortunately, our 539th Regiment..."

"Staff General Gao, I hope you can help me pass them safely on the Third Corps and the 60th Army Party Committee. Please tell the commander of the army, Comrade Wei Jie and political commissar Yuan Ziqin. Although our 539th Regiment suffered heavy losses in this battle, we fought bravely and did not discredit the entire army or the Chinese people. The 539th Regiment can die, but the army's soul is immortal. We have not left all important documents and weapons to the enemy..."

Extremely excited tears flowed out of his eyes. Political Commissar Han Qiming said with a sob: "Please tell your superiors that the main responsibility for the failure of this battle is that we leaders. I did not judge the situation and did not correctly see the danger of the situation. As a result, countless comrades... in the end... finally... fell on the land in a foreign country forever. I will bear all the responsibilities of the 539th Regiment..."

"Political Commissar! It's not your business, it's not your business! The enemy's firepower is too strong, we have no friendly troops in front, no support behind, and lack of food and bullets. How can we blame you? Look at your injuries..."

Before the Political Commissar Han Qiming finished his words, Li Xiaobu was already in tears and suddenly thrust down to the ground. He almost sobbed silently, but even more frightened was an uncontrollable worry. Political Commissar Han Qiming clearly seemed to be explaining the funeral. He had been with the leader of the regiment for so many years and had already established a very deep relationship. He almost didn't dare to think deeply about the meaning of Political Commissar Han Qiming's words.

"Political Commissar Han, this is an important document of the 539th Regiment. It is not appropriate to give it to the leader by yourself and let me take it over..."

Gao Xiaodong held back his tears. Although the things in his hand were not heavy, they seemed as heavy as Mount Tai at this moment, but where could he dare to take them? He was afraid that once he took the bag, the old soldier who was trekking in front of him might not even have the courage to survive.

"Staff General Gao, don't laugh at me. It's because I don't dare to face responsibility. I know my own injuries, maybe..."

Political Commissar Han Qiming's face was calm. In the face of this important matter related to life and death, he felt that he was not talking about himself. His eyes even looked at the distance affectionately and said with great concern:

"Actually, our regiment has left even the radio station, but we have divided into two to break through. I have nothing to ask for now. I just hope that Commander Wang Zhicheng can lead the radio station and the direct team, and the officers and soldiers of the agency can break through the siege. Our 539th Regiment fought hard in Yingfengji and lost all the supplies. I really hope that the Commander can leave more seeds for our 539th Regiment! It's just that he might have to bear the responsibility this time. I'm sorry for my old comrade-in-arms!"

"Political Commissar, if you say this, then how can we battalion commanders feel? But our soldiers are so bitter, really bitter, there is no food and leaves, no ammunition and stones to fight with people, and use flesh and blood to fill the Japanese tanks and cannons. More than a thousand passionate men in our battalion ran out as my instructor. Wouldn't I be even more sinful?"

Instructor Zhang's name is Zhang Chengtian. He is an old soldier who participated in the revolution in Jidong. However, facing the soldiers falling down along the way and never fought such a war of silence, he had already sealed himself up. As a battalion-level officer who works as a political worker, he now said pitifully, but at this time all the sadness seemed to be aroused by Han Qiming's words. The comrade in his thirties cried like a child.

"Political Commissar, I will carry you back whenever I die. As long as we are still there, our 539th Regiment will still be there, and the regiment commander will definitely break out. When the 539th Regiment is back, we must avenge the dead comrades..."

The young soldier held Han Qiming's hand tightly and never dared to let go again, for fear that the Political Commissar Han Qiming would suddenly disappear. As the guard of the leader of the regiment guarding with Li Xiaobu, Li Changhai seemed to be much more mature than Li Xiaobu, but his haggard face had already been filled with tears.

It’s not that men don’t cry, it’s just a sad place in the future.

The recruits were only three months old. Perhaps they could not tell how deep the 180th Division they were in for their 538th Regiment they were in, but Wang Yang felt that his eyes were wet, but for some reason they could not suppress the tears.

"Why are you crying? You are the best soldiers of our 180th Division. We are persevering. We are never discouraged when facing several times of our 180th Division. You are still young. Our 180th Division will see you tomorrow. You stand up for me and stand up like a man."

Political Commissar Han Qiming was moved and sad, but he knew that he could not continue like this. The soldiers had to break through and the soldiers had to keep their energy. He held back his tears and shouted:

"I'm not dead yet. Even if I die, I will see you break through the siege. Can't you do it? Stand up and go to rest!"

"political commissar!"

"political commissar!"

"Assuming the order!"

A resolute roar sounded in the dark. Seeing Political Commissar Han Qiming enduring his injuries, his face turned blue with pain, but his eyes were extremely sharp. All the soldiers finally had to compromise. Even Wang Yang couldn't pull Zhao Xiaoyan, who was crying, into the air-raid shelter.

The only person who was left by the political commissar Han Qiming was the only one who was Gao Xiaodong and the other was Zhang Chengtian.

Looking back at the lonely political commissar Han Qiming, Wang Yang couldn't help but jump wildly. An uneasy feeling was in his heart. He always felt something was going to happen, but he didn't know how to stop it from happening.

A whole division was surrounded and all its organization was disbanded. This can be said to be one of the most serious incidents since the founding of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. When did the People's Army, which is an ever-victorious army, have experienced this situation?

After all, things have happened. The living should be wary of being alert and learn from the lessons. It is just the right thing to do if you sleep in the firewood and taste gall to take revenge.

However, what can he do, as one of the main responsible persons of the incident?

He was seriously injured and could not even see hope of healing.

On the way to break through, several healthy soldiers were assigned to take care of him, which would definitely disperse their strength to break through.

He was already feeling guilty towards the soldiers, and was feeling sorry for his superiors and the trust of the people of the motherland. So does he still have the courage to insist on following everyone to break through?

Thinking of this, Wang Yang really didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just wanted to never happen and made it difficult for everyone to accept the facts.

Because in his opinion, the officers and soldiers of the 180th Division were doing better than too many people. In such a difficult environment, the commanders of the 539th Regiment were still able to remain calm in the face of danger and rushed out with all the seals and seals. Even if they died, they would not let the most important core information of the entire regiment be put into the hands of the enemy. The soldiers continued to do so, not afraid of hardship or fatigue, even if they sacrificed, they would not hesitate.

In Wang Yang's heart, he believed that such troops would never be defeated. Even if there was a temporary setback, their military spirit would never be destroyed. One day, it would still stand up proudly and roar to the enemy that his invincible lion king...
Chapter completed!