usatvline Chapter 1580: Letter to Mother (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 1580: Letter to Mother (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 1580: Letter to Mother (asking for monthly ticket)
Li Jinhao did not rush to draw the lot first.
He just sat there quietly.
Finally, there was only one chopstick left. Li Jinhao slowly walked forward and pulled out the chopstick.
He looked down, a smile appeared on his face, then his expression returned to calm and he sighed slowly.
There is a spot of red on the bottom of the chopsticks.
Du Chongwei saw this from the side, he lowered his head, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.
In the past few days, he and Li Jinhao had communicated frequently and had become close friends. Thinking of Li Jinhao's heroic death, he could not help feeling sad.
……
"Those who draw the red lot stay, and the rest of you go out first," said Sheng Shuyu.
"Brother Wu." Ye Nantong looked at Ji Yongzhi with red eyes.
He was the youngest member of the action team in the room. Just when he was about to step forward to draw the lot, Ji Yongzhi slapped him on the forehead and then pulled him out, "You haven't even grown all your hair yet, get out."
Then, Ji Yongzhi drew the red lot.
Ye Nantong knew that the red sign should have been his.
"You little brat." Ji Yongzhi rubbed Ye Nantong's head vigorously. "Remember, you owe me a life, so you must stay alive and fight the devils."
Ye Nantong could no longer stop crying.
"Get lost." Ji Yongzhi kicked Ye Nantong directly, "Greenhorn."
Du Chongwei came to Li Jinhao and glanced at him.
He knew Li Jinhao's identity. As the nephew of the deputy station chief of Hangzhou Station, if Li Jinhao did not take the initiative to come forward to draw the lot, no one could force him.
However, Li Jinhao took that step without hesitation.
"Please take care of yourself." Du Chongwei shook hands with Li Jinhao.
"When our country is in trouble, it is our duty as men to die for it." Li Jinhao smiled heartily. He comforted the sad Du Chongwei, "If I really die for my country, and the war of resistance is won in the future, please play a violin piece in front of my grave, then I will know that we have won."
"Okay! It's a deal!" Du Chongwei nodded vigorously and shook hands with Li Jinhao firmly.
……
Sheng Shuyu watched all this in silence, watching the brothers who drew the live lot and the brothers who drew the red lot hug each other and say goodbye. He said nothing, just watched quietly.
Finally, the brother who drew the red lot was the only one left in the room.
"Now I will deploy tomorrow's operations." Sheng Shuyu first saluted everyone and then said.
"For tomorrow's operation, everyone must follow Xia Yanhua's command."
"Yes!" everyone said in unison.
Sheng Shuyu looked at Xia Yanhua and said, "Tomorrow, there will be brothers from the Special Affairs Department accompanying us. They are familiar with the situation in Shanghai. If there is an emergency, you need to follow their arrangements."
"I understand." Xia Yanhua nodded.
Sheng Shuyu looked at Xia Yanhua deeply. Xia Yanhua was an action expert he discovered in the West Zhejiang Action Team. Xia Yanhua, who was only 24 years old, was a physical education teacher at Jiaxing Sanmin Middle School. He was heroic and courageous, and was a young cadre that Sheng Shuyu valued very much.
"Everyone, look." Sheng Shuyu pointed to the map on the table and asked everyone to gather around. "This is Qimin Hospital, on the south side of Qimin Hospital. We plan to ambush here."
“There’s a bridge here.”
"We will sneak into this house tonight and control this commanding point."
Sheng Shuyu spoke very slowly, and if his subordinates did not understand something, he would explain it in detail.
……
After completing the deployment of tomorrow's operation, he looked around at everyone and said, "Tomorrow's operation can be described as a life-or-death situation."
"The following time is for everyone. If you have any words for your family, please prepare them." Sheng Shuyu said.
Li Jinhao took out a notebook from his bag. He sat quietly in the corner, took out a pencil from his bag, and began to write a suicide note.
"Commander Sheng." Someone found Sheng Shuyu.
"Ok?"
"I can't read. Can Chief Sheng help me write a letter to my mother?"
"Okay." Sheng Shuyu took a look at the burly man. He remembered that his name was Huang Erniu and he was from De County, Shandong. Sheng Shuyu nodded.
He fished out a notebook and a pencil, "You talk, and I'll write."
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." Huang Erniu said happily.
He thought for a moment and continued, "Mom, I'm Erniu. I have an operation tomorrow, and I'm going to be sacrificed."
At this point, Huang Erniu hesitated. He asked Sheng Shuyu, "Commander Sheng, what should I do if my mother doesn't know what sacrifice means?"
Sheng Shuyu was silent for a moment, then said, "Just say that you died fighting the Japanese."
"Yes." Huang Erniu nodded. "Mom, I died fighting the Japanese invaders. I am unfilial and cannot go back to see you. The commander said that I died for my country and I will receive a pension. You can take the money and buy whatever you like. This is my filial piety."
Sheng Shuyu stopped writing and looked at Huang Erniu, "That's all?"
"That's all." Huang Erniu nodded, and then quickly said, "Also, and, my mother, you must live well, live well."
……
Sheng Shuyu wrote quickly, then looked up and asked, "Erniu, where do you live?"
"There is a big locust tree at the entrance of Ershilipu Village, De County, Shandong Province."
"Okay!" Sheng Shuyu solemnly wrote on the paper, 'Twenty-lipu, De County, Shandong, a big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and Huang Erniu.'
"Thank you, sir." Huang Erniu bowed deeply to Sheng Shuyu and said happily, "Sir, I have nothing more to say."
Soon, other illiterate brothers also came to Sheng Shuyu for help in writing suicide notes.
At this time, Huang Erniu came over again and asked cautiously, "Sir."
"Ok?"
"Can my pension be sent to my mother?"
"Yes!" Sheng Shuyu looked up and saw many brothers looking at him. He nodded heavily, "It's definitely possible. I will personally monitor this matter. It's definitely possible."
Hearing this, these men in their twenties all breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.
……
Here, Li Jinhao was still writing. His suicide note was very long and contained a lot of words.
He originally thought that he only needed to write a paragraph to bid farewell to his mother, but he didn't expect that he seemed to have so much to say. He couldn't stop writing. He thought that if he said everything he should say, he would not have the chance to tell his mother again in the future.
"I died for my country, and it was a worthy death. I only miss you, my dear mother. I wish you good health and longevity, and a happy old age. Even in my grave, I am extremely happy."
"Mother, I am willing to die for my country. Please don't blame my uncle." After thinking for a while, Li Jinhao continued to write on a new page, "Mother always taught me to be a useful person to the country and the nation. When I was young, I was naughty and often made you angry, but I always remember your earnest teachings. Since ancient times, everyone has to die, but I still remember the story of leaving a loyal heart to shine in history. This time I die for my country, I don't ask for my name to be recorded in history, I just hope that the fire of my brilliant Chinese civilization will always burn, and I will die without regrets."
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