In the west of the motherland, on the land of Liyuan Pasture in Wuchuan County, Guizhou, an old man is working hard to plant food. He is bent over and working tirelessly, just like the endless singing voice of a lark, adding a lot of grain to this land. A touching note.

In the west of the motherland, on the land of Liyuan Pasture in Wuchuan County, Guizhou, an old man is working hard to plant food. He is bent over and working tirelessly, just like the endless singing voice of a lark, adding color to this land. A few touching notes.

Guizhou is humid, and there is a saying that "the sky will never be sunny for three days." But at this time, a weak wind blew. He straightened his waist and looked at the life that stuck out his head, with a happy smile on his dark face.

Someone passed by the road and greeted warmly: "Uncle, it's another good harvest this year!"

He nodded and responded: "Yes! Crop fields are the least likely to lie. The better you serve, the better." The more he will repay you."

A pastoral picture lies quietly in the rugged hilly area. I still remember that when I returned to Guizhou in the early years, every household was short of food and could not even eat a full meal. Go to the mountains to hunt for plant tubers or game.

The land here is not suitable for growing rice in the Jiangnan area, so the harvest is poor all year round. He has been to the vast black land of Northeast China and seen lush rice on the black land. At that time, he was wondering if he could plant the rice seeds here on the land in his hometown?

He has endured the burden of poverty, and all he wants to do is to help his fellow villagers get rid of their backwardness.

Rice was finally introduced to Liyuan Pasture of in Wuchuan County, and the villagers saw a bumper harvest that year.

The story ends here. It is just a story about a farmer helping his hometown get rid of poverty. I can also tell you his name, which is Zou Xixiang.

Sharpshooter Zou Xixiang

A person's life not only has length, but also thickness. Zou Xixiang's life has both length and thickness. In his later years, he was like a simple farmer. There is no trace of any early fighting hero in his image.

He almost never mentioned the deeds of the past to ordinary people. Occasionally he would mention it a few words when he was drunk, but when he mentioned it, his face was not that high-spirited and showing off, but sad..

The grandson didn't understand his grandfather's expression and asked him: "Why don't you be happy? You are a hero."

Zou Xixiang touched his grandson's head. He remembered what the commander had said to him on the Korean battlefield: "Our generation Once all the wars are over, our descendants can live in peace and comfort."

I hope that our grandchildren will never experience the pain of war.

The scene of the Battle of Shangganling came back to the old man's mind. He clearly remembered every plant and tree in North Korea. The United States tried to cross the mountains of Shangganling and take advantage of their large-scale mechanical operations in the vast plains.

mobilized hundreds of aircraft, tanks , and the group army's numerical advantage, aiming to capture Shangganling.

At that time, there was Zou Xixiang's company in Shangganling. In the army, he had always been known as the "cold-faced gunner". He was famous for killing 203 enemies with 206 rounds of bullets.

Many young people are willing to worship him as their teacher and learn shooting techniques.

He also patiently taught every comrade who came to ask for advice. At that time, the volunteer army adopted a tactic of "crushing brown sugar", using mobile and flexible tactics to resist the enemy's indiscriminate bombing.

The enemy's weapons and equipment are far superior to ours. We can only take the wrong path and trade time for space.

The difficulties faced by our army are far beyond our imagination. Under the enemy's bombardment, the place where our army took refuge was severely damaged. We were already short of supplies, and now it is even worse.

Intense artillery fire fell all around, making it almost impossible to escape the blockade. Unless there was foreign aid attacking from the outside, only by cooperating inside and outside could one escape.

Escape from the encirclement

But who will pass on the information? This might lead to immediate death, so Zou Xixiang immediately took over the task.

Under the intensive artillery fire, Zou Xixiang was like a cunning fox, moving and dodging. Unfortunately, manpower would still be lost after all. The enemies on the ground were still patrolling, looking for our soldiers who might survive.

This is a trick used by the Japanese invaders during the Anti-Japanese War period. Now it has been given to the United States, and the United States has taken it to the extreme. No matter whether the soldiers on the ground are dead or alive, they must first stab them with a bayonet a few times to ensure that they do not survive. possibility.

Zou Xixiang immediately hid in an artillery pit. The corpses of his comrades inside were already cold. He quickly hid under the corpses of his comrades and hid them cleverly, thinking that he could avoid the enemy's search.

As a result, the enemy stabbed the corpse randomly. Even though he was hiding well, he was stabbed hard. Blood immediately poured out of the wound. The pain made his throat have the urge to speak, but he could not speak, he had to remain silent. .

The enemy's footsteps still echoed around him. He remained motionless, and the time became long, and one second seemed to be stretched into a minute.

Gradually, the surrounding area became quiet. With his keen vigilance, he knew that the enemy had left, so he immediately got out of the cannon pit.

He took one last look at his comrades. These people once fought alongside him, but now they could only lie in the open air without any shelter.

Unfortunately, he did not have time to bury their bodies. He had to get out of the encirclement and bring the news back to the army. Those who might be saved must survive. They had made a wish during the war: to have a good time after returning to the motherland.

The wound on his leg was still bleeding. He tore off a piece of cloth to stop the artery, dragged his injured leg and started walking towards the base camp. The usually easy road now seemed extremely long.

The hero showed a stubborn attitude at this moment. He crawled forward on his hands and feet, his head was dizzy, it didn't matter, his legs were bleeding profusely, it didn't matter, the most important thing was to bring the news out so that the comrades could survive.

He did it. When he saw his comrades, it was like seeing a relative. He smiled with satisfaction, and then fainted.

After waking up, he struggled to go to the front line with his comrades. The commander knew that his body was too weak and advised him to take good care of his health.

Conclusion

This is the hero. They are the cutest people in Weiwei's works, such as Qiu Shaoyun who remained motionless in the fire. They used their flesh and blood to build the Great Wall for us.

But they themselves were left with lingering nightmares throughout their lives. In his later years, Zou Xixiang refused to eat canned food. Canned food reminded him of the war-torn era and his deceased comrades.

They all stayed on the battlefield forever, but he was lucky enough to be able to see the sunshine of peacetime and share the happiness of family life with his family...

His grandchildren often asked him about the history of that year and asked him if he He always smiled and did not answer the reason for eating canned food. What he was thinking in his heart was an extremely cruel word: One will succeed and ten thousand bones will be withered .

Heroes should belong to all volunteer soldiers, including those who have passed away.