"It seems a bit ..." A girl cried and said, "I think of it, isn't this the photo on the historical textbook?"

Their impression of that photo was very vague, but at this moment, the photo overlapped with the scene in front of them and gradually became clear.

They remembered that Gu Mo gave them this lesson at that time.

It seems that the entire troops tens of thousands of people fought for three days with the enemy, and only three people lived in the end.

Among them, the highest chiefs were all the father and son, and all the three father and son were murdered. Only the youngest son was bombed and became stupid.

It is just a white black and white photo on the textbook. Even the outline of the characters cannot be seen clearly, but when the teacher tells the story behind this photo, choke a few times.

But they were guessing, and they didn't take it for granted. They didn't realize the blood and tears behind the photo.

Now that I saw it with my own eyes, I knew how shocking it was.

And such a tragic scene, left to future generations, there are only only a pale old photo, like a young man like them, and there is no even patient to understand the story behind this photo.

The sacrifice that people once made.

At this moment, the students were almost all red, and their tears were fierce and anxious. At this moment, they hated the power of their hands without chickens than ever. They could only watch countless people sacrifice in front of them.

Save the defeat of this war, to save them destined to be a tragic destiny.

At this moment, the students were lying in the trenches, and they could only see a little light of the setting sun.

In the past, they also bathed in such a sunset, sweating like rain in the football field.

In the past, they also sat in the classroom and sleeping in the classroom under such a sunset. I couldn't figure out why the teacher turned over and talked about the useless history at all.

And now they suddenly wake up in the same sunset -they died for us.

It is them, not these dead people who need to be saved from beginning to end.

This battle ended the next morning. The smoke was not scattered. The artillery fire burned the land. The flavor of cooked meat, bloody, and artillery and fire in the air.

The sun slowly rises from the horizon, and the golden light shines, as if all the haze in the world will dissipate from this land.

Except for Gu Mo and students, there are no one who can stand up on the entire position.

And this sacrifice is in exchange for the overthrow of the entire Dongdao army.

Gu Mo asked the students to find them one by one, and finally found three live mouths, two serious injuries, and the other was the youngest son of Chiefs Gu. He was injured in his head and was unconscious.

"Old, teacher, there is a large army here ..."

If the students are close to the enemy, although they are a little panicked at this moment, they still subconsciously pick up the guns on the ground and surround Gu Mo and the three wounded in the middle.

When the army ran to the battlefield, the students knew that they were nearby reinforcements, and because they were also ambushed on the road, they came late.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of them, they also stayed, and then took off their hats to salute.

Three wounded members were sent to the rear hospital. After the two seriously injured soldiers were injured, they were incorporated into the new division, and the younger son of Gu was stupid when he woke up.

The troops intend to send someone to look back at home.

Gu Mo stopped the job. Before leaving, the officer repeatedly explained to Gu Mo.

"Although he is stupid now, his heroic descendants, his father and brother all died fighting for the country, and he was also injured for the country! You must send him home safely!"

The students promised to complete the task resolutely.

On their way back to see Gu San, they saw recruiting troops on the street.

Many young people like Gu San took off their school uniforms and dropped the books in their hands. They signed their names on the pledge flag and rushed to the battlefield to fight for the dignity of this country with their young lives.

There are only eight words in the oath: I will not destroy Dongdao, and I will never return alive.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are full of blood, and China is full of good men and women.

The students stood on the street, looking at the impassioned and generous expressions of those young people, and their hearts trembled again.

Yes, young people, they are young people who celebrated Yaonian who worked for the country decades ago.

And now, these young soldiers in front of them are also young people.

Their faces are still so young, their arms are so thin, but in this country that is judged to be destroyed in three months, in this era when its people are ridiculed as sick men, they stand in the most dangerous position with the determination to die.

The place is trying to use its weak chest to support this five-thousand-year-old building that is about to collapse.

They were fearless of life and death, and their faces were full of glory. Faced with the coercion and inducement of the Dongdao people, they rolled up their sleeves and said proudly, "I am not ignorant, but I am too embarrassed to do anything."

Mountains and rivers change color, but loyalty cannot be extinguished.

This country has always been well protected by their brave people.

Remember these faces, they should be remembered, decades or hundreds of years later, they should also be a monument that no one can surpass.

…

After a day's train ride and several hours of walking, we finally arrived at the small town where Gu's family lived.

As students walk on the quaint streets, they always feel a familiar breath coming to their faces.

"Teacher, why do I feel this place is familiar?"

"This is the Jinyuan City of later generations."

The small town that existed decades ago, through continuous development and evolution, eventually became the prosperous Jinyuan City in later generations.

When they heard that it was the place where they had lived since childhood, the students became excited. They swept away the previous gloom and talked about the familiar places in the town and compared them with the Jinyuan City of later generations.

"That must be the Huayuan Supermarket. Look, the landmark building is still there..."

"I know this river is a double canal, but it is narrower than that of our time, and the water quality is also clearer than that of our time..." ωωw.

After passing through a small alley, we arrived at Gu's house.

When the door opened, all the students saw were women and children. There was no adult man, and the only boy was still an infant.

But this time they brought all bad news to the Gu family. Except for a young son whose head was blown up, there were three urns.

In the urn, there are the sons, husbands, fathers of these women...

The entire Gu family was in mourning, and then Mrs. Gu held a simple funeral while enduring her grief.

The people in the town knew that all three of the Gu family, father and son, had died in the battle, and they all came to express their condolences.
Chapter completed!