Daqin: You have a son to help Su

Chapter 19 Struggle for the awakening of Zhuxia, this Zhuxia is as you wish

"Guan Zhong's acting skills exploded all of a sudden, well done!"

"How could Station C disappoint us?"

"Will Fusu find the cutest people? In the vast snowfield..."

"I also want to meet them, even if I want to thank them in person!"

"The mountains and rivers are safe, and the summers are prosperous..."

Hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room helped Fusu search for traces of the group of soldiers on the screen. For a while, no one cared that even if they really found it, they would not be able to tell Fusu.

But Fusu searched carefully in the snow like this. He believed that the system could not be anticlimactic because of this scene. It must be there, it must be...

Just now Fusu didn't answer Guan Zhong directly, he took Guan Zhong to continue walking in the snow, it seems that Fusu found something?There seemed to be other colors beneath that snow-covered grove.

Excited as if he had discovered a new continent, Fusu ran straight to them regardless of whether he was still wearing a long robe. When he found it, Fusu still had a lot to say to them.

1000 meters, 500 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters, until 20 meters, ten meters, Fusu's pace became slower and slower.

Guan Zhong, who was left far behind by him, also hurried up, but was puzzled by Fusu's actions. Fusu actually took off his robe in front of his eyes, revealing the inner lining.

"No, you are still so young, you can't..." Fusu put the robe on the soldier who had stopped breathing in front of him, but the robe just passed through, and the portrait in front of him was just a projection.

But this projection really happened in the scene of the Korean battlefield. The soldier in front of Fusu still had some baby fat on his face, and he looked younger than Fusu, probably under 20 years old.

They were holding long guns, glaring at the front, motionless, they could not move, this is the only way for the American army to retreat, they want to catch the enemy by surprise.

But the ruthless ice and snow ignored these. It took away the warmth and their lives. They... they also have families!They are only about 20 years old, which is a wonderful age.

If they were born in Zhuxia 70 years later, they would be the treasures of their family members, and they should have just been admitted to the university of their choice.

They may be hanging out with friends in the dormitory to play games, they may be reading their favorite books in the library tirelessly, they may be in love with a girl they like but are too shy to confess, they are only around 20 years old ah!

Fusu hugged his black robe and bowed, lowering his waist to the limit, tears could not help but fall outwards, water droplets the size of soybeans fell to the ground, and were directly covered by the projected snow.

"Thank you, thank you, without you, there would be no Zhuxia now..."

Some people lie there so that the people they protect can stand better and stand in front of the world.

"Do you know? We Zhuxia have nuclear weapons, missiles, better planes, tanks, warships, submarines..."

"Did you know? We have now universalized nine-year compulsory education, and almost every child can afford to read and can read!"

"Do you know? Now that we have enough food and clothing, most people no longer worry about food and clothing!"

Soldiers, do you know... Although you have left, your glorious image is engraved in the hearts of the people of Zhuxia and will never be forgotten.

The mountains and rivers are safe, Zhu Xia is prosperous, can you take a look at the current Zhu Xia...

"The soul returns, the soul returns to the hometown!"

Fusu called out to the sky already covered by clouds.

Guan Zhong, who came belatedly, also saw this scene. The soldier's face was covered with white ice and snow, but he was still looking ahead, holding a weapon he had never seen before.

"Is this the hero and warrior of Zhu Xia's descendants?"

Guan Zhong believed what Fusu said. Even though the severe cold forced them to fight, and the ice and snow covered them, until the end of their lives, these warriors did not flinch at all. This is the pride of Zhu Xia.

This time the program was nearly twice as long as last time, and the number of viewers exceeded 50. Many units also turned on this program during breaks.

"20 Company, Ice Sculpture Company...Thank you, thank you!"

"I'm not worthy to judge them. I can only say that the prosperous age is as the soldiers wished, and Zhuxia is already strong!"

"I also want to put my clothes on them so they don't suffer from the cold."

"This is the battle to found the country. We cannot forget that without this war, Zhuxia would have been harassed by the American army in the summer."

"Qiyue Wuyi, they didn't have the opportunity to wear cotton clothes, but they gave us the opportunity."

"I also recited the last words of one of their fighters:

'I love my family and my country
Love me more honor
I am a glorious volunteer soldier

Ice and snow! I will never give in to you

Even if I freeze to death, I will still be proud

Towering over my position! '"

"Bingxue! We are the people of Zhuxia, we dare to fight between heaven and earth, and we will never surrender to you!"

Maybe there are those who are not good at crying and have shed tears looking at the soldiers. The people of Zhuxia will always remember you, the most lovable people!

Fusu in the live broadcast saw Guan Zhong approaching and slowly wiped away his tears. He didn't want people to see his vulnerable side, not to mention that at this time, he represented Zhu Xia of later generations.

"Guan Guan, do you believe it now? Our soldiers don't have good weapons, clothes, or food, but they gritted their teeth and forcefully repelled the enemy army who were eating meat and drinking wine."

"Under such difficult conditions, the heroes of Zhuxia are persevering and striving for self-improvement."

What kind of army is this!Guan Zhong was also shocked by them. Weapons, clothes, and food were not as good as the enemy army. It was an impossible war to win, but Zhu Xia won, and it was too beautiful to win.

But he didn't know that Guan Zhong didn't know how powerful that Mi Jun was, and that Mi Jun, who had never written a non-victorious armistice agreement, could only sign unwillingly.

"The blood left by Zhu Xia's heroes on this battlefield is not in vain. Zhu Xia is just like what I told you, standing proudly in the world."

"The backbone of Zhuxia cannot be bent. The people of Zhuxia have not bowed their knees to the sky or to the gods, let alone submit to the enemy."

"Zhu Xia is still there, passed down in the hands of each of us, circulates in the blood of each of us, resonates in the soul of each of us, Zhu Xia will never die..."

Guan Zhong approached Fusu, he suddenly stretched out his right hand to caress Fusu's still hot cheek, and helped Fusu wipe away the tears that he hadn't seen: "Okay, I know, the future generations of Xia have you enough! "

"Rongdi, jackals and wolves are something you can't get tired of; people in summer are intimate and can't be abandoned. Banquets are poisonous and poisonous, and you can't be pregnant with them. "Poetry" says: 'Don't you cherish your return and be afraid of this simple book?' It's called sympathy for the same evil. .”

"I hope that future generations will remember it in their hearts..."

Fusu felt that everything around him was disappearing, as if the projector was about to turn off, Fusu bowed to Guan Zhong for the second time.

"The future generations of Zhuxia will never forget, please rest assured..."

"The rise of Zhu Xia is unstoppable!"

"The glory of Zhu Xia will last forever!"

"The youth of Zhuxia and the country have no boundaries!"

Translation: Rong Di is like a wolf, greedy and not satisfied; Zhu Xia is a compatriot, so don't give up easily.If you are greedy for a moment of happiness, you are drinking poison to quench your thirst. You can't even think about it like that! The "Book of Songs" says, "Why do people not want to go home? But there is a blood oath, and it must be obeyed!" This time, the blood oath is not my race, and we must share the same hatred!
(End of this chapter)