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Chapter 112 Long Live the Great Chinese People

PS: This chapter has nothing to do with the plot. I just wanted to write it on this day. It can be regarded as my private work. Please feel free to do as you like!

Chang Wei is a very cold-blooded person. In this life, he can easily break a criminal's arm. If you want to continue to resist, he can also break your legs, smash your head, or even shoot you without hesitation.

Anyway, he was born with supernatural powers.

You can hit ten!

He is also a very passionate person. In his previous life, he had fantasized countless times that if war came, he would put on his military uniform again without hesitation, go out of the house and defend his country with a gun. If he could die on the battlefield, it would be worth his life in this world.

Unfortunately, this country has become so powerful that no one dares to provoke it again.

Even with just a few coast guard ships and an axe, they can confiscate the weapons of the enemy special forces.

Finally one day, our diplomat slammed the table and said: "You are not qualified to say in front of China that you are talking to China from a position of strength."

Even though she still has various problems.

But she is my mother.

I can complain in my heart, feel resentment, or even be disobedient and have a big fight with her.

But if anyone dared to scold her, Chang Wei would risk her life.

Old Wang looked at the words next to the portrait and read them softly in his old and low voice, becoming slower and more sonorous!

The old man's tears had probably dried up, and when he reached the end, he just looked dazed, feeling sad and proud.

"Grandpa Wang, don't be sad, you still have me."

Old Wang stroked Chang Wei's back and said, "When Dasheng was little, he was just like you, smart and naughty. When I took him to the battle, he was only a little taller than the gun."

Then he picked up the paper again, his eyes resting on the young face, "Chang Wei, thank you, I almost can't remember what he looks like."

Chang Wei just shook his head.

Chen Mingji and Zhang Youde did not find Chang Wei in the Criminal Investigation Office, so they took a few people to the small cafeteria. They listened to the old man's words, listened to the old man's longing for his son, and looked at the sketch paper. There was silence for a long time!

After a long time, Chen Mingji walked out of the canteen, patted Zhang Youde on the shoulder, and said with a sob: "You have found a treasure, take good care of him."

Zhang Youde nodded vigorously, walked to the corner and smoked quietly.

My fallen comrades, I miss you so much!

Chang Wei was in a depressed mood that day, without a smile on his face. He did not go fishing after lunch, but sat under the pomegranate tree, staring at the pomegranate flowers in a daze.

He is also a very emotional person. When he saw the young and handsome face of Old Wang's son, the movies he had watched in his previous life came to his mind.

When the charge sounded, he couldn't help but shed tears at the scene of people ready to die.

Grandma gave birth to one child after another, but they were all blown away by the trumpet!

In Songshan, seven thousand child soldiers shed their blood on the battlefield. After being captured, they shouted: I am dead, but China lives forever!

Bu La, dressed in tattered clothes and with his hands on his waist, uttered Yang Du's famous saying: If China is to perish, the people of Hunan will die first!

Zhang Zizhong stood on the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and said calmly: "Today, I will not leave!"

If we extend our gaze, we will see Chen Yannian and Chen Qiaonian walking towards the execution ground with shackles on their feet. The smile they showed when they looked back was so stunningly beautiful.

He would rather die than kneel, and be hacked to death by the enemy!

Everyone was laughing at him in the morning, but now no one dared to mess with him.

Only Sanbao sat beside him, quietly.

Chang Wei is desperately searching for memories of his father.

He is a time traveler, but he is Chang Wei, or rather, he once had a dream that took place decades into the future.

In the dream, his father's voice was still there, patting Chang Wei's shoulder and saying, "Son, take good care of your mother and take good care of your brothers and sisters!"

Chang Wei wanted to call him, but he couldn't speak.

After a long time, Li Laifu finally said, "I miss my dad, too."

His father died in Korea and his body was not even brought back.

"Your father is a hero." Chang Wei patted his shoulder, "We can't bring shame to their reputation."

"No." Li Lai Fu said with certainty.

Wu Jimao rubbed his nose and said, "My second uncle died in the Northeast. He was a member of the Anti-Japanese United Army. When he ran out of bullets, he was stabbed to death by the Japanese with a bayonet."

Chang Wei forced a smile and said, "We are all relatives of martyrs. One day, when we are covered with medals, we will go to their graves and tell them that we were great too."

The two generals Heng and Ha nodded vigorously.

Chang Wei seemed to be lost in thought again, and said softly: "When I was young, I didn't know much and often rummaged around the house. One day, I found a photo in the cabinet, and my grandma cried all day. That was the only time grandpa beat me."

On the morning of the second day after Chang Wei had just traveled through time, Lai Fu had gone to identify him and almost sang a song of Nezha on the spot. He still remembered what happened to Chang Wei's family, nodded and said, "Is that your third uncle?"

"Yes, my third uncle died on the Yangtze River." Chang Wei raised his head and looked towards the south. "He was influenced by my father and second uncle to join the army. He was only 21 years old at that time."

"Chang Wei, your family is amazing." Jiang Hongxia suddenly said from the side.

Chang Wei was stunned. You are praising me like this, is there any conspiracy?

How can I cheat on comments if you don't go against me?

"Laifu, your father is the same." Jiang Hongxia said and turned to look at Wu Jimao, "Your second uncle is the same."

The three of them curled their lips. They would rather not do that, but they also felt a little proud.

This country and this piece of land were obtained by their fathers with their lives!

The flag has the blood of their fathers on it.

So don’t allow it to be defiled!

Jiang Hongxia opened her mouth, looked at the three depressed boys in front of her, suddenly jumped out and said with a smile: "I'll sing a song for you."

After that, without waiting for their approval, he cleared his throat and spoke.

Her voice is clear and melodious, like the singing of an oriole.

A big river with wide waves

The wind blows the scent of rice and flowers on both sides

My family lives on the shore

I'm used to the chant of Gong Gong

Used to seeing the white sails on the boat

A big river with wide waves

The wind blows the scent of rice and flowers on both sides

My family lives on the shore

I'm used to the chant of Gong Gong

Used to seeing the white sails on the boat