Chapter 1827 Men’s Song

At midnight, a thick dark night enveloped the Fourth Squadron base. It was past the lights-out time and the base was pitch black. Only the corridor lights were still on. It was quiet and no one could be seen. Luo Zheng was lying quietly on the bed. Resting, recalling the experience of using the Type 10 anti-materiel sniper rifle, Luo Zheng had a good experience with a new sniper rifle at the shooting range half an hour ago. It felt very good, and he couldn't help but feel a little more confident about the next mission.

With Luo Zheng's current status as an officer, he could live in a separate room. Lying quietly on the bed, Luo Zheng felt no sleep at all. He simply practiced the breathing method and soon fell into samadhi. The brothers within twenty or thirty meters around him The snoring came over, clearly audible, and it was a wonderful feeling. It was hard to hear clearly no matter how far away it was.

Thinking of the expedition tomorrow, and not knowing the status of his brothers, Luo Zheng couldn't help but get up, put on his clothes and walked outside. The corridor outside was quiet, no one was there, and the dim corridor lights illuminated the surroundings. Luo Zheng walked along the corridor and came to the door of a room.

Standing by the window, Luo Zheng looked inside through the window glass and found a person writing something. Luo Zheng felt heavy for no reason. He was such a young warrior. He was about to go to the battlefield with him. His beautiful life had just begun. In the beginning, they might be wiped out on the battlefield. For the country and the people, these brothers sacrificed too much. Luo Zheng felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Luo Zheng looked at it quietly for a few times, then walked forward with a heavy heart. He saw brothers writing something in other rooms, and others chatting softly. Luo Zheng felt depressed and extremely uncomfortable, and could not bear to continue. Look, I rushed to the dark training ground outside, the cold wind blew by, and my brain was a little clearer.

The brothers of the Fourth Squadron are all full of life and vigor when they go to the battlefield. They are qualified iron-blooded soldiers and are not afraid of death. But who can know the feelings behind them? After all, he is a young man in his twenties. He has not even had time to fall in love, enjoy a colorful life, and fail to fulfill his filial piety in front of his parents. He may spill his blood on the battlefield. They are all good and bloody men.

The suppressed emotions made Luo Zheng feel uncomfortable. He wanted to yell a few times, but there was a slight and undetectable sound of footsteps in his ears. Luo Zheng was startled and whispered: "It's me, don't get me wrong."

"Squadron Captain?" A black figure flashed out from a corner not far away, wearing a black tight-fitting suit and holding a sniper rifle in his hand.

"Fu Di? Are you on sentry duty tonight?" Luo Zheng used the light to see who was coming clearly and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, hello, squadron leader!" Fu Di responded quickly, trotted up to salute, and looked at Luo Zheng with admiration. However, he found that Luo Zheng's expression was solemn, and he couldn't help but asked in a low voice in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

"Fu Di, I heard that you are good at playing the flute. Can you play a piece for me?" Luo Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"Okay." Fu Di could see that Luo Zheng was worried, so he agreed and took out a flute, placed it across his mouth, took a deep breath and blew it. A low and mellow sound sounded, penetrating the darkness of the night. , drifting towards the distance, spreading far away.

Faintly, Luo Zheng seemed to hear a person longing for achievements and a passionate battlefield, with endless heroic momentum, as if he had seen through the essence of life, fighting only for ideals, without regrets, Luo Zheng couldn't help but be startled, and carefully It sounds like the sound of the flute carries an indomitable spirit that sees through the vicissitudes of the world and the persistence of serving the country.

The sound of the flute was sonorous and powerful, floating in the night, lingering for a long time. Luo Zheng was completely silent in the sound of the flute. There was an undercurrent of thunder in his heart, and his blood began to boil. It seemed that he had seen through many things at once and let go of a lot. Things were normal, and all the suppressed emotions in my heart were gone.

At this time, the sound of the flute disappeared, and Luo Zheng slowly woke up from the sound of the flute. He looked at Fu Di in surprise and asked, "What song did you play just now? Why haven't I heard it?"

"It's okay, man, I composed the music myself." Fu Di said with a smile.

"It's a very good song. It made me think about a lot of things. Thank you, man? It's a very good name. What are the lyrics about?" Luo Zheng asked curiously.

"Men should kill, and kill without mercy. All the immortal deeds are in killing." Fu Di said sternly, reciting the lyrics: "If you don't see it, the wise men will rise and the strong men will die. From now on, China will praise benevolence and righteousness. Once the barbarians are captured, In the chaos of the Central Plains, the scholars chased the Confucians and wept. Killing one man in three steps, his heart stopped and his hands kept moving. The blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the corpse was pillowed on the Qianxun Mountain. The strong man finished the battle, and he was tired and slept on the enemy's corpse. In the dream, he was still killing people, and his laughter was reflected in the nightmare. Chunhui. Daughters should not ask each other, why are men so cruel? Since ancient times, kindness only harmed others, and morality has never been true."

"Since ancient times, benevolence has only harmed people, and morality has never been true?! That's good, but what happens next?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise, the blood in his heart surged up again, and his whole body seemed to be full of power.

"Don't you see, lions and tigers are famous for their prey, but who can pity the elk? The strong always eats the weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain. Don't ask, men have their own male behavior. If a male behaves, he should be violent. Deeds and benevolence are incompatible with each other. ." Fu Di continued: "This last sentence touches the hearts of our soldiers."

"Do things and benevolence go hand in hand? That's right." Luo Zheng also sighed and said: "This song is good. I will go back and check it myself later, so keep lurking."

"Yes." Fu Di glanced at Luo Zheng curiously, then quickly rushed into the darkness and lurked.

Luo Zheng looked at the dark night sky and meditated. He felt much better. As a soldier, it is a mission and an honor to be shrouded in horse leather. It is not easy for this suffering country to develop to this day. Someone must defend and sacrifice. As a Soldiers should not have these sentiments of compassion for others. *********, they should look at the heroes, fight for the country, and stand for the people. They can only stand to die, never kneel to live, and have no regrets!

"Huh..." Luo Zheng took a long breath, as if he had vomited out all the negative emotions in his heart, and his mood suddenly became much more relaxed. Although the brothers are young, they are soldiers first, and soldiers must fulfill their missions. To defend one's duty, even if one sacrifices one's life, one will die a worthy death.

The country will perish if the army exists, and the country will perish if the army exists. If soldiers are afraid of death and survive in this world, the country will perish. Only when soldiers die on the battlefield can this country exist. Someone has to make sacrifices for this country, so let's start with ourselves and all the brothers in the 4th Squadron, Luo Zheng secretly thought, endless pride welling up.

Luo Zheng took a deep look at the base, the familiar barracks, the familiar training ground, and the high-flying military flag. His mood was agitated, his eyes became firm, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the room, his steps steady and strong. A strong sense of confidence exuded from his whole body.

Note: A man's actions should be in his heart. A true man should strengthen himself! I wish you all good luck in the new year! Fight in all directions like Luo Zheng, wish you good fortune, get your monthly ticket! Thanks.