"More than 6,000 people, 3,700 killed in battle, and more than 1,100 disabled due to injuries, the officers and soldiers of the 288th and 289th regiments proved to us with their blood and lives that they are also the most tenacious fighters on the battlefield against the Japanese invaders, and they deserve the respect of all of us." Liu Lang continued, and then suddenly roared: "Li Guobin, the former commander of the first company of the third battalion of the 288th Regiment, is out of the ranks. ”

"Yes." Li Guobin took two steps forward, walked out of the queue, and stood up straight facing Liu Lang.

"His name is Li Guobin, and he was a lieutenant before the war. If you have read Reporter Liu's war diary, you should still have an impression of his name. That's right, it was him, as the commander of a company, but he could only watch his father, covered with grenades, rush towards the Japanese tanks with his flesh and blood. Can't he stop his father? He could, he had a thousand reasons to do it, and with just one military order, his father would not have to turn into a cloud of fireworks under the tracks of the Japanese tanks, because, if it weren't for his last hoarse shout of "Daddy", his commander and his soldiers, no one knew that the brave old squad leader was his father.

But he didn't, he chose the country between the country and the family, and his father exchanged his life for the tank to be blown up, and also saved his company and the entire position.

But is he in pain? Under his own orders, his biological father embarked on the point of no return. Li Guobin, you answer me loudly, are you in pain? Do you regret it? Liu Lang held the military flag and walked towards Li Guobin, his voice was deafening.

"Report sir, I'm in pain, even if it's been three months, I still can't sleep normally, as long as I close my eyes, the last glance my dad looks at me appears in front of my eyes, I know my dad doesn't blame me, but I still can't forgive myself. I also regret it, what I regret is not that military order, what I regret is that I should be with my father, instead of letting him go alone. Li Guobin shouted in a hoarse voice.

On his face, he was already overflowing with tears, and the medals hanging on his chest seemed to be shining with tears.

This is a company commander to a soldier, and a son to his father's apology.

Listening to the extremely painful conversation between Liu Lang and Li Guobin, not only the officers and soldiers present were solemn, but even the sound of breathing seemed to stop, and even the surrounding people who participated in the martyr's public memorial meeting were silent.

The common people, who have accepted Confucian culture and always put filial piety first, want to accuse Li Guobin of being an unfilial son, but looking at the tearful iron-blooded tough guy in front of him, none of them can say a word. In the face of such a couple, who sacrificed their lives for the country and ruthlessly put the love of father and son behind them, how could they bear to accuse them?

Put yourself in your shoes, how bitter that Company Commander Li is in his heart!

"Since this morning, when we saw the 1300 coffins of our army, our independent regiment has shed too many tears. From the white-haired lady, to the babbling child, to the steel soldier who can only bleed and not shed tears when I am surrounded by guns, we have all cried because we miss our relatives and comrades. But who is responsible for all this? It is the Japanese who will not die in the heart of China.

It is they who separate us from each other; It was they who made the son watch his father be crushed; It was they who caused the mother to lose her son, the wife to lose her husband, and the child to lose her father; Company Commander Li, wipe away the tears on your face, you remember, the best tribute to your father is not tears, but the life of the Japanese criminals. Those who hurt my father, those who killed my comrades-in-arms, and those who invaded our rivers and mountains will be our eternal enemies. Liu Lang walked in front of Li Guobin and said in a deep voice.

"Yes. Guobin should fight the Japanese invaders to the end with this body. Li Guobin shouted loudly with red eyes.

Liu Lang unfolded the military flag in his hand and handed it to Li Guobin: "I hereby order that Li Guobin will form a Panshi battalion based on the 1,300 officers and soldiers of the original 288th and 289th regiments, and the captain battalion commander Li Guobin will receive the military flag." ”

Li Guobin's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the bright red military flag in Liu Lang's hand in disbelief.

Including him, no one expected that Liu Lang would award this last military flag to Li Guobin, these officers and soldiers who had just joined the Independent Regiment.

However, after a short silence, under the leadership of Chi Dakui and other officers, the officers and men of the former Independent Regiment broke out into a burst of warm applause.

Yes, these new comrades-in-arms, they have this qualification. Without their stubborn defense at the top of the black pot, relying on the 2,000 people of the Independent Regiment, they would not be able to resist the repeated attacks of tens of thousands of people in the Eighth Division, and they would not have been able to wait for the Eighth Division to relax, and the miracle of the 300 elite sneak attack on the enemy's heavy artillery brigade in Cheng Yuanshan's mountains was born.

Without them, the final outcome of the Independent Regiment is very likely to be consumed little by little under the heavy siege of the Japanese invaders, and finally the entire army will be annihilated. This is also the only conclusion reached by the commanders of each company after the war after reviewing and studying Luo Wenyu's first war.

It can be said that they exchanged 3,700 lives for the life of an independent regiment that had been explicitly ordered to be electrified and would never take a step back. Even if these friendly troops did not join, they would have already won the respect of all the officers and men of the independent regiment.

Amid the rumbling applause, Li Guobin excitedly took over the military flag, and stood in front of the queue of 1,300 officers and soldiers with the bright red flag embroidered with the three golden characters of "Panshi Battalion" in both hands.

Liu Lang returned to the high platform at the bottom of the martyrs' cemetery, looked at the three military flags fluttering fiercely in the wind in front of him and the thousands of officers and soldiers standing solemnly, and took a deep breath: "The reason why I want to award three bright red military flags to these three units that have made special meritorious contributions at this public memorial meeting for martyrs is because all the officers and soldiers of our independent regiment must remember why the battle flag is so picturesque, and it is the blood of heroes that stains her red. When you raise your banner and charge the Japanese invaders, it is not only you and the guns in your hands, but they are also with you.

Heroes never die, they will always live in our hearts. ”

At that moment, Liu Lang had his eyebrows in his sideburns, and his voice was deafening.

Many years later, when the veterans who lived after a hundred battles recalled that moment, they couldn't help but murmur the famous words that Liu Lang said that became famous in the future republic: Heroes will not die, they will always live in our hearts.

Even Zhan Chengfang, who had been an old warlord and bureaucrat for many years, personally led his troops out of Sichuan to resist the Japanese and finally became the commander of the Guangyuan Military Division of the Republic in his memoirs: That sunset afternoon may be the greatest cleansing of my soul, and it was the person who bathed in the afterglow of the sunset that made me understand that there is another way to live in life, not only silver and power. At that moment, I wanted to be a hero like never before, a hero for the country and the people.

Because that person made me believe incomparably, heroes, will not die.