A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

On August 45, 8, the Japanese announced their unconditional surrender.

The surrender was decided by the organization and Zheng Kaixuan did not interfere.

After Pingcheng was liberated, he led the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Regiment back to the area of ​​Wei Zhuang in Heiyunkou.

The Japanese have surrendered and all the wars in China have temporarily stopped, but Zheng Kaixuan is not in a hurry to go back.

He led the soldiers and headed back slowly. Along the way, he admired the beautiful scenery and continuously took out their supplies to help the people along the way.

A month later, the troops arrived at Heiyunkou.

This is the base of the Fourth Battalion of the New First Regiment, and also where the dream begins.

Most of the core members of the spearhead regiment are local soldiers.

People from dozens of miles around Heiyunkou all came to greet them spontaneously.

The villagers built a tall and majestic gate above the Heiyunkou Canyon.

Above the door, three large characters are engraved in a flamboyant style: Arc de Triomphe!

The common people came out from far and wide to welcome him, beating drums and gongs all the way, and went several miles away to welcome the hero in their hearts.

Along the way, there was laughter and joy, and everyone was extremely excited.

But when the team reached the Arc de Triomphe, all the gong and drum teams disbanded on their own, and the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared.

Inside the Arc de Triomphe, waiting for Zheng Kaixuan and the soldiers was a sea of ​​villagers that stretched as far as the eye could see.

But there were tears on all of their faces.

These are all the families of the martyrs who died on the battlefield!

Back then, it was here that mothers sent their sons to the battlefield and wives sent their husbands to fight against the Japanese!

But now, the country has been restored and the Japanese invaders have been eliminated, but many lovely people can never come back.

There are no smiles under the Arc de Triomphe.

"Hats off! Salute!"

They lost their son, and all the soldiers are their sons.

Zheng Kaixuan led all the soldiers to salute the folks respectfully.

The figures that were once so vivid gradually emerged in Zheng Kaixuan's mind.

Those were the soldiers he brought up, his most beloved warriors and brothers, and now, they can never come back.

They dedicated everything they had and their all for their motherland and hometown.

Crystal clear tears appeared in the eyes of all the soldiers.

They seemed to see the departed heroic souls accompanying them, singing loudly the battle song that belonged only to the Sharp Knife Regiment.

"Among all Chinese warriors, Zhao Zilong is the most courageous! He broke into the enemy camp seven times!"

"Now we have the Sharp Knife Group, killing the enemy and gaining military merit, slaying all the Japanese invaders and showing our blades!"

"Invincible in all directions, the brave will prevail in narrow roads, overthrow the fucking Bushido, and kill all the devil soldiers."

"To avenge our country, why should we care about our lives? We are the Great Wall of Steel!"

"Today I sacrifice my life, today I shed my blood. I do not seek wealth or glory, but only hope that my descendants will enjoy peace!"

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"Kaixuan, wake up! Wake up! Don't sleep..."

In a daze, Zheng Kaixuan felt someone shaking him.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the cold floor of the old yard, with mechanical parts scattered around me and a wire in my hand.

"What am I?"

"You were electrocuted while doing an invention experiment. Fortunately, I passed by your door and turned off the power for you in time. Are you okay?" the enthusiastic neighbor asked with concern.

"I am fine."

Zheng Kaixuan muttered to himself, but tears kept flowing down.

There is no such thing as an invincible spearhead group. All this is just a pipe dream of a young boy who loves invention and was electrocuted.

There is no such thing as an invincible spearhead regiment. All our victories were won by our martyrs who sacrificed their lives and blood, fighting to the death with millet and rifles.

There is no such thing as an invincible spearhead regiment. There has never been an invincible army in this world, but there is an invincible steel will that has been passed down from generation to generation on this land of China!

"Today I shed my blood, and my descendants will enjoy peace..." Zheng Kaixuan murmured and sang.

"Fortunately, the blood of our ancestors was not shed in vain. We have become the most powerful 'great power'! This prosperous era is just as you expected..."

I would like to use this article to pay tribute to all the martyrs of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.

【Complete the book. 】