Li Yunlong was reclining on the sofa with his eyes open, as if he was still in deep thought. The Browning pistol fell on the floor, and the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder. The stream was flowing, dyeing the golden general star on his shoulder strap red...

Ma Tiansheng hardly hesitated, he rushed to the wall, quickly dug out the bullet, and looked at it carefully. Li Yunlong was right, the bullet was indeed deformed, and his skull was really hard...

Ma Tiansheng silently put the bullet into his jacket pocket, and then walked out of the living room without looking back. A careful soldier noticed that Political Commissar Ma's face was pale, and the moment he turned around, tears glistened in his eyes.

Two days later, late at night, Tian Yu cut her wrist and committed suicide in prison. The guards were severely reprimanded for this, and they never figured out how the small safety blade escaped strict searches and was brought into prison. The guards murmured privately that the woman had come to the prison ready to die, and that she had no intention of getting out alive.

Look at the wound on her wrist, cut like a child's mouth, shit, this woman is really good... The guards found a piece of letter paper from Tian Yu's belongings, which was sent to her by the prison to write confession materials of. This piece of letter paper was immediately sent to Ma Tiansheng's desk, on which was scrawled a poem "Linjiang Immortal" by Southern Song poet Chen Yuyi:

Reminiscent of drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge in the past, most of the seats were heroes.

The long ditch is silent.

In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, play the flute until dawn.

More than twenty years have been like a dream, although this body is shocking!

Leisurely board the small pavilion to see Xinqing.

There are so many things in ancient and modern times, and Yu sings the third watch.

Ma Tiansheng watched in silence for a long time without saying a word.

On the same day, the two soldiers who were in charge of guarding Li Yunlong's body were suddenly attacked by several unknown persons, which made them unconscious for a full forty-eight hours. Afterwards inspection, except for the general star and the three medals on the epaulettes of the military uniform, nothing has been changed.

Zheng Bo's appointment as the political commissar of the coastal defense regiment was canceled because of his stance, and he was sent to the army farm for labor reform. That day, he was carrying rocks on the construction site for reclamation from the sea, when the powerful radio station on the enemy-occupied island opposite started broadcasting again. A huge overwhelming sound of music swept across the strait like a hurricane, and Zheng Bo's heart suddenly contracted. This is the second movement of Beethoven's heroic symphony. After the famous "Funeral March", after the solemn and sad music, The usual delicate woman's voice did not appear, but a slow voice came from a male broadcaster with a strong voice: "...All the soldiers of the national army stationed on the island express their deep condolences for the death of General Li Yunlong...In the winter of the 31st year of the Republic of China, General Li Yunlong He led his troops to fight fiercely with the Japanese enemy in the Yelang Valley. In hand-to-hand combat, hundreds of bandits were killed. It is a model of Chinese soldiers to fight bloody battles against the enemy with inferior equipment and inferior equipment... Now broadcasting the former Colonel of the Second War Zone of the "National Army" who worked with General Li Yunlong to fight against the Japanese invaders in the Anti-Japanese War, active duty' National Army' Army Lieutenant General Chu Yunfei's mourning article, General Chu quoted the Southern Song Dynasty poet Liu Kezhuang's "Man Jianghong" as the beginning: Iron horse Xiao hissing camp walls are cold, buildings and boats cross the wind and waves at night, who is pity? The old general with ape arms, Reactive power..." Zheng Bo threw the stone on his back into the sea, and couldn't help bursting into tears...

A few months after Li Yunlong's death, the Sino-Soviet border war broke out in the Zhenbao Island area, and the eyes of the whole world turned to this island located in Hulin County, Heilongjiang, on the Chinese side of the main channel of the Wusuri River, with an area of only 0.74 square kilometers. On the small island, the armies of two once-close-knit socialist countries fought a limited border war in the region. Soldiers on both sides showed a high degree of patriotism and a desperate attitude of not being afraid of sacrifice in the battle. The heavy artillery group commanded by General Kong Jie fought fiercely with the Soviet artillery group for several days. In the battle, Colonel Leonov, the commander-in-chief of the Soviet army's main defense station in Phnom Penh during the war, and Lieutenant Colonel Janshin, the head of the station, were killed by drinking bullets. After the battle, General Kong Jie sat alone in the war room for a long time. He thought of General Ding Wei's thesis of Nanjing Military Academy more than ten years ago, his idea of reorganizing the overall strategic pattern Then thinking of the early death of his old comrade-in-arms Li Yunlong, General Kong Jie couldn't help crying, unable to restrain himself...

Li Yunlong's field army was also ordered to deploy as a strategic reserve to areas where wars might break out. After all, Ma Tiansheng did not become the No. 1 commander of the army. After Li Yunlong's death, his spirit seemed to have collapsed and he became taciturn. Later, he voluntarily asked to be transferred and was transferred to a military academy in Beijing. It is said that he is still doing political work in his old line of work, and after that, it is not clear...

In July of this year, at the launch site of the Cape Canaveral Space Center in eastern Florida, USA, a huge launch vehicle spewed out dazzling flames and shot into the sky, flying to the distance at the second cosmic speed. This manned spacecraft named "Apollo ll" carried the hope of mankind through the dark and vast space, and sent mankind to the moon for the first time. From this day, a new era of mankind's march into the universe began. On this restless, noisy earth, full of violence, blood and strife, people of different skin colors and political beliefs have temporarily stopped quarreling and fighting, and all human beings welcome this great new era with solemn emotions. , This is the pride and hope of mankind.

The great and unparalleled Beethoven, he melted his profound thoughts and infinite love and hope for mankind into a song that resounded through the sky. At this great moment, every corner of the world resounded with the brilliant fourth movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony.

The large-scale and imposing chorus "Ode to Joy" pushed the emotions of all human beings to the extreme.

Hugs, billions of people.

Let the whole world continue to kiss!

At this time, on this noisy and chaotic earth, only a few wise men of mankind can see through the fog with their wisdom and foresee that in the not-too-distant future, a brand new industrial revolution will sweep the world. The structures of human and social, political and economic power will consequently undergo dramatic changes. This new industrial wave developed on the basis of comprehensive scientific theories of quantum electronics, information theory, molecular biology, ocean engineering, nucleology, ecology and space science will bring mankind into a glorious era. Not only that, but also profoundly change the information structure that people rely on to act and live in the world. Change the way humans think about problems, synthesize situations, and predict the consequences of actions, change the role of literacy in life, and even change the material composition and chemical properties of their own brains.

In this year, Japan, which is adjacent to China, and Hong Kong, Taiwan, Singapore, and South Korea, which are called the "Four Asian Tigers" by later generations, all developed their increasingly full-fledged hopes and started the economic take-off that later attracted the attention of the world. ...

Another ten years passed in a hurry , and it was 1978 AD. At the meeting where General Li Yunlong restored his reputation and rehabilitated him, when the meeting was about to end and people were about to disperse, three gray-haired old men rushed in from outside the door. It was obvious at a glance that they had been professional soldiers. The three old men had just entered the venue when they suddenly saw the portrait of General Li Yunlong. They froze suddenly as if they had been struck by lightning, and in an instant the three of them stumbled and fell in front of the portrait. The old man at the head uttered a mournful cry: "Old chief, my old chief, we are coming to see you... ..." After saying that, tears flew like rain, and all three of them let out heart-piercing howls, and the long and uninterrupted crying moved all the people present...

They left behind a bouquet of flowers, unsigned on the red ribbon of the bouquet, except for a gold star pinned to it, the gilt of which had oxidized and faded to a dull color with age. Most of the people at the meeting didn't know what it was. Only a few retired old soldiers could not help but burst into tears when they saw this thing. The old people told the young people that this was the general who represented the rank of general when the People's Liberation Army was awarded the rank in 1955...

Twenty years later, the city has changed a lot. In front of a small gothic building near the seashore, a group of middle-aged men and women soldiers came, and they rang the doorbell. The owner of the small building is a Taiwanese businessman who came to the mainland to invest. He had served in the army and recognized his military ranks. He found that the military ranks of these soldiers were not low. Among them was a major general, and the rest were senior colonels and colonels. The soldiers politely made a request saying that they had spent their childhood in this small building; today they came here specially from all over the place to revisit, and wondered if the owner could satisfy their request.

The businessman is a hospitable person. Since he is a former resident of this building, of course he has the right to visit the former residence. This is also a kind of fate with him, not to mention that these people are some senior military officers with status.

The host enthusiastically led the soldiers to visit all the rooms upstairs and downstairs. The soldiers also asked if they could go to the backyard to have a look. The host said of course, when he led the guests to the backyard, the phone in the living room rang. The host apologized and asked the guests to visit freely, and hurried to answer the phone. The phone call was about a joint venture project. The master talked for a little longer. When he put down the phone and hurried to the backyard, he couldn't help being stunned by the scene in front of him. In front of the courtyard wall, stroking the little spots on the wall, crying like a group of children...

The merchant stood there quietly, not disturbing the weeping officers. He knew that soldiers generally don't like to cry. It seems that some poignant stories may have happened in this small building...