Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing took the envelope and kissed it hard.

Jumped onto the table and shook his body wildly.

Just like, just like in the disco in the 1980s.

It took He Daqing a while to calm down.

It seems that the organization has not forgotten me, He Daqing.

I don’t know who will come back to attend the ceremony, and whether there are people I know.

That silly boy He Chunlai is still supporting the construction in North Bang.

Given his status, it is unlikely that he will return as part of a delegation.

That guy Old Li is a possibility, but it could also be Old Zhao.

After all, Grandpa He Daqing had made so many great contributions, and they were all attributed to the 168th Regiment.

He Daqing took out a set of military uniforms that he hadn't worn for a long time, touched the traces of smoke and fire on it, and fell into deep thought...

1953, April 10.

In the huge square, under the red city wall, He Daqing occupied a good position and stood in the front row with the members of the Volunteer Army delegation.

In addition to the volunteer army delegation, other domestic armed forces also watched the ceremony.

But the difference is also very obvious, you can see it from the hat.

The volunteer army delegation all wore old-style liberation caps, while the domestic soldiers wore wide-brimmed hats.

Despite this, it does not prevent soldiers from all over the world from communicating with each other.

Soldiers stationed on the western border, soldiers on the islands in the east, and soldiers in the rain forest in the south.

Different landforms, different harsh environments, different stories, but surprisingly similar, all for the purpose of defending one side.

As a soldier with outstanding achievements, He Daqing naturally attracted a lot of attention.

The story of how Lieutenant General Walker was killed and three major generals were captured alive was being questioned by everyone.

He Daqing dealt with it happily but felt annoyed at the same time.

On such an important occasion, they all wore medals of honor on their chests, except I, He Daqing, who didn't wear any.

I, He Daqing, have so many medals of honor, how could I have forgotten to wear them? What a loss, what a loss.

With an order from the city wall, the military parade officially began.

The infantry phalanxes were armed like a forest of bayonets, the soldiers were murderous and their sharp eyes were unstoppable.

The uniform footsteps and the sound of raising guns with a "swish" made He Daqing numb.

I wish I could go up there and walk a little.

In the loud singing of "I am a soldier, from the common people".

Soldiers from the navy, army and air force took the stage one by one, allowing the citizens to deeply feel the style of the people's soldiers.

With the arrival of mechanized troops, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Hundreds of light off-road vehicles, carrying rocket launchers, slowly came into people's sight.

The baptism from the torrent of steel made the citizens stand in awe. With such a powerful weapon, why should they worry about the unrest in their country?

Then hundreds of three-wheeled motorcycles appeared in a mighty procession.

What opened He Daqing's eyes the most was the cycling team.

There were ten female soldiers on one bicycle.

The female soldiers either stood or stood, performing acrobatics, which drew thunderous applause.

An Indian man on the city wall looked at a bicycle that could carry ten people.

He was immediately astonished. He had discovered the ultimate secret of why Chinese soldiers were so good at fighting.

Those rocket launchers and motorcycles were all donated by the Soviet Union and can be ignored.

Carrying ten people on a bicycle is the most direct manifestation of combat effectiveness.

I, Nehru, have decided that I will train soldiers in this way when I return to my country.

We in Great India also have bicycles and motorcycles.

You Chinese can carry ten people on a bicycle, but we Indians will definitely surpass you, we can carry eleven on a bicycle...

After the military parade, He Daqing attended the celebration dinner with his comrades.

This time, He Daqing has learned his lesson.

When I had some free time, I hung all the medals of honor on my chest.

The left chest of the clothes was hung with medals of honor, and the right chest was not left out either.

He Daqing ignored other people's surprised looks. He Daqing achieved his achievements through his own ability and earned the medal of honor through his own ability. Why can't I wear it?

Unfortunately, the one who came from the 168th Regiment was not Lao Li, but Lao Zhao.

Otherwise, He Daqing would have to show off to Lao Li. Do you, Lao Li, accept the achievement we have made?

The dinner can be called a dinner, but it’s almost the same as calling it a party.

The guests were eating below the stage, while leaders were giving speeches and soldiers were making speeches from time to time.

Soon, it was He Daqing's turn.

As soon as He Daqing appeared, he attracted almost everyone's attention.

Those medals all over his body were really too dazzling and too eye-catching.

He Daqing also noticed this, took the microphone and said:

"Dear leaders, dear comrades, dear comrades.

My name is He Daqing, and I see that everyone seems curious about my military uniform.

To tell you the truth, all of these sixty-plus medals of honor are genuine.

Sixty medals of honor are just the limit for clothes, and far from the limit for me, He Daqing."

He Daqing unbuttoned his clothes and pulled them open, revealing the medals of honor inside the lining.

Seeing everyone's jaw-dropping expressions, He Daqing felt like he was about to float up.

This is enough for me to brag about for ten years.

He Daqing then said:

“I am a native of the city, born and raised there.

I still remember clearly those dark days when the city of Beijing fell under the butcher knife of the Japanese invaders.

For the sake of my two young children, I had to struggle to survive under the oppression of the Japanese invaders.

Later, our own Chinese army arrived, and that made me feel like a new person.

When I heard that the North was fighting against the US and aiding Bang and was short of drivers.

I spent a lot of effort and cost, and finally learned driving skills and became a driver.

My son has grown up and he has learned how to take care of himself and his sister.

So, I, He Daqing, followed the calling of my heart, responded to the call of the country, and volunteered to go north to become a motor soldier.

I don't want to live under the knife of foreigners anymore, not even for a second.

I want to make all invaders give up their evil thoughts. This is why I go north.

You, I, and him are all flesh and blood.

I also get scared and confused.

I saw the martyrs who used their flesh and blood to block the enemy's steel torrent, and the comrades who were frozen into ice sculptures all over the mountains and plains...

I thought, if they can do it, so can I. I can also be as fearless as the martyrs.

Old squad leader, did you see it?

The bright red flags are flying high, fluttering, and are planted all over the mountains and fields.

We won and we drove the enemy away.

This is a great victory. It allows the Chinese people to stand up straight and regain their place on the world stage.

A miracle, a miracle that belongs unique to us Chinese.

If miracles have colors, then they must be the Chinese red dancing high in my heart..."