There were five martyrs in Guangxi, and most of them joined our army as supplementary soldiers after the war broke out.

It is said that our army suffered heavy casualties a few days before the war started, so we hurriedly recruited troops nearby to replenish the troops. However, many of these soldiers hurriedly walked onto the battlefield without even experiencing the most basic military training and died in just over a dozen days...

The driver, Xiao Wang, is also from Guangxi. Although he is not old, he has been driving for the leader in this area for seven or eight years. So after he asked the people in his hometown several addresses, he designed a reasonable round-trip route. He also told us that if there was no delay on the road, two days would be enough for us to finish the work and return to the base.

I don't care about these things, but in fact I can't care about them either, because even though I am now the captain of the special reconnaissance brigade, the shortcomings of road blindness still exist. So I could only sit in the car and let Xiao Wang and the people from my hometown discuss.

After shaking in the jeep for a few hours, we arrived at a small mountain village in Nanning according to the address. People in the village obviously do not often see jeeps, and they are jeeps driven by soldiers... (In this era, soldiers have a transcendent status in the minds of the people, which is why if someone joins the army, the family would happily invite relatives and friends to drink a few cups, and would beat drums and giveaways before leaving). So when our car drove into the entrance of the village, a group of children quickly followed behind, and the villagers all cast curious eyes at us.

"Hello, uncle!" The driver Xiao Wang was a diligent person. Without waiting for our instructions, he stopped the car and asked an old man who was smoking a hookah next to the car, "Do you know where Zhang Yue lives?"

"Zhang Yue?" The old man stopped smoking and asked in confusion: "Didn't he sacrificed on the battlefield? All the pensions were paid, you guys..."

"Oh!" Xiao Wang hurriedly replied: "We are Zhang Yue's comrades-in-arms, and we are here to see his family!"

"Oh!" The old man sighed, looked at us with a little admiration and admiration, nodded and said, "It's better for you! There are not many people like you now..."

Then hesitated for a while, and soon pointed forward with a hookah, saying, "Not far away, right in front of you, there is a mulberry tree in front of you!"

"Comrade! I'll take you there!" Soon a young man in military uniform but without armed belts greeted him and said enthusiastically: "I am Zhang Yue's friend, my name is Xu Ning. We originally planned to join the army together, but unfortunately, my father was sick and I delayed it for a few days, but I didn't expect that he would only be..."

It is very common for people to wear military uniforms in this era. Perhaps because everyone is proud of being a soldier, so real military uniforms are particularly popular in this era. I knew that my soldiers often keep a set of military uniforms and are reluctant to wear them and send them home. Family, relatives, or friends are proud of getting a real military uniform. Those who really can't get a military uniform will find a similar hat to wear. So in this era, don't think that soldiers wearing military uniforms are soldiers.

Under Xu Ning's leadership, we found Zhang Yue's home very smoothly. Xu Ning went up to us without saying a word and patted the door. While slapped, he shouted loudly at the inside: "Aunt Li! Aunt Li...A Yue's comrades are here to see you!"

With a squeak, the door opened was a wooden house next door. A farmer wearing a coarse cloth and ragged clothes seemed to have just returned from the field. He chewed the food in his mouth and asked at us: "Are you Zhang Yue's comrades?"

"Yes!" I nodded.

"This is Zhang Yue's elder brother!" The young man explained for us, and then said to the woman who followed the farmer out and was still holding a job in her hand: "This is Zhang Yue's sister-in-law..."

"Hello, brother! Hello, sister-in-law!" Upon hearing this, my hometown and I hurriedly greeted me with a smile. The hometown and I enthusiastically handed a cigarette to my eldest brother.

The eldest brother took the cigarette in a bad way and asked a little stiffly: "Are you Zhang Yue's comrades? Are you here to deliver things to Zhang Yue's mother?"

"Oh! Yes..." I hurriedly grabbed two chickens from the car, and the people from my hometown also caught a duck and a large piece of pork and brought it up.

"This is all made up by my comrades, and it's not worthy of respect!" I said.

However, the elder brother seemed not satisfied with these things and did not intend to welcome us into the house to sit. He took the thing and asked coldly: "My Zhang Yue... did he leave anything behind when he sacrificed!"

"Oh! Look, I forgot this!" The man from his hometown slapped his head, took out the letter from his arms and said, "This is the letter Zhang Yue left to you, and... there are still fifty dollars!"

The people from my hometown did not explicitly say that the money was also collected by the soldiers, maybe it was for them to accept it!

"It's only fifty dollars?" The elder brother's words made us stunned on the spot. He frowned and said, "Zhang Yue owes me a hundred miles, leaving only fifty?"

The scene became very awkward for a moment. My hometown and I looked at each other in a glance and didn't know what to say.

At this time, Xu Ning shouted to a woman wearing a straw hat and carrying a bamboo basket of pig grass, saying, "Aunt Li! Zhang Yue's comrades-in-arms are here to see you, and they have also delivered something..."

Before Xu Ning could finish his words, the woman called Aunt Li rushed to us in three steps and two steps. She didn't care about the presence of our comrades and snatched things from her elder brother while robbing them, saying, "You killed this day, you have half of A Yue's pension, and now you still have the face to get things?"

The eldest brother was not outdone and shouted at Aunt Li: "What is the money for my father's funeral? A coffin, a wine, a performance... nothing is not money? I just took back what A Yue owed me, and it's still fifty yuan short of it!"

My hometown and I looked at Xu Ning beside us in confusion. Xu Ning whispered to us: "That's right. When Zhang Yue went to the army, his father happened to pass away. The funeral was handled by the eldest brother. It cost more than 400 yuan. The eldest brother said that he would be half of Zhang Yue's pension! Zhang Yue's pension was compensated by 100, and now you have sent another fifty, which is still fifty..."

The people from the hometown were stunned and said to themselves with a pale face: "No wonder! No wonder we were smoking desperately during the war, but Zhang Yue wanted to cut off the cigarette! It turned out to be to save this little money! Mom..."

Speaking of this, the people from my hometown gritted their teeth and cursed, and then made a move to rush forward and teach the incompetent brother a lesson, but soon Xiao Wang and I stopped him.

He is Zhang Yue's elder brother, so what can we do with him? We can do nothing except sighing about fate's injustice to Zhang Yue. In the end, the few people could only return to the jeep and leave the village...

"How did Zhang Yue sacrifice?" I asked in a depressed voice after driving the jeep for a long time.

"Let the Japanese devils bomb the shells!" The hometown people replied with a choked voice: "Just when we were retreating, a shell came over and the whole person scattered and left nothing!"

After a pause, the hometown man smiled again and said, "If the body could be found, I think he should have saved money to return it to his elder brother! Why do you think this person is..."

The rest of my hometown people can't continue. In fact, I can't figure out why his elder brother is so unhuman and doesn't care about brotherhood at all. My younger brother forced him to pay back the money when he was fighting against the enemy on the battlefield. Now my younger brother has sacrificed his life and is still chasing him...

Thinking of this, I shouted to the driver: "Xiao Wang, drive the car back!"

Xiao Wang stepped on the brake and stopped the jeep and turned his head to persuade, "Battery Commander! I think it's better to forget it. There are all kinds of people in this world. I want to beat that guy up, but..."

"I'm not going to beat him!" I sighed and said, "I want to send another fifty dollars..."

"What? I'll send another fifty dollars?" The hometown man turned around and objected: "Why should he ask for money? I didn't beat him up and snatch the things back, so let's give him money?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "I just don't want... Zhang Yue has sacrificed all this and has to ask someone to collect debts. Let's make up for the fifty dollars!"

When I said this, the people in my hometown were stunned. They felt soft and they sat back on their seats, and tears also flowed down.

Xiao Wang nodded and asked while turning the front of the car: "What should I do if the shortage of money?"

"I have to give it less to other soldiers!" I replied helplessly: "If we can still come back from the battlefield alive in the future... make up for them!"

After thinking about it, Xiao Wang took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to me, saying, "Please take these money first, there are more than fifty yuan. I originally wanted to send it to my house!"

"Thank you!" I looked at Xiao Wang gratefully, and took it without delaying it: "I will find a way to get it back to you!"

"What do you thank?" Xiao Wang replied with a wry smile: "There is no need to pay it back! You are all those who fight against the Vietnamese Japanese on the battlefield. Can we still let you owe money and bear debts in the back? Not everyone is like the one who is the big brother!"

I couldn't help but feel silent when I heard this. Sometimes I also think... It's really not easy for the soldiers to fight to death on the battlefield. Just like I experienced this during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. After the soldiers went to the battlefield, they dragged down their families due to various reasons. Some fathers died of illness because no one was taken care of, some wives could not be treated for difficult labor, and some families did not know that the whole family had any accidents...
Chapter completed!