Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

More than 60 heroes have all been frozen on the battlefield!

in the snow.

These soldiers who were frozen to death were still holding the steel guns in their hands tightly, and their resolute eyes were fixed on the front of the position.

That's the direction the enemy is attacking...

at this point.

The howling cold wind in the picture seems to have passed through the rolling green mountains, the vast snowfield, and the boundaries of dimensions, ruthlessly piercing the hearts of 4000 million viewers like a knife.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Followed by.

Tears flow freely.

"Seniors, this is... is this frozen to death..."

"It turns out that it's not just tears that are frozen, but also our cutest person."

"There are people, there are positions. This is not a slogan, but a battle song written by the ancestors with their lives!"

"Until the sacrifice, I will not give an inch!"

"Look! The steel guns in the hands of the ancestors are still pointing at the front of the position! Before they died, they were still thinking about fighting!"

"I really, really think about it, really want to tell the ancestors that their position has been held; the peace of our flower growers has been held; we have won!"

"I don't engage in flirtatious Internet suppressing clouds and emo anymore, I am a hero's blood! I am a person who was guarded by my ancestors with their lives!!"

"Salute to the ancestors!!"

"pay tribute!!"

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now.

Heavy snow suddenly fell in the picture.

The cold wind is even worse.

Feather-like snowflakes are like torn cotton wool, floating in the air.

Amidst the howling and whistling of the whirlwind, there were only bursts of miserable sounds, like howling wolves, but also like the neighing of war horses in the distance, and like someone talking about something.

Qin Yu stood on the spot like a javelin, and the biting wind ruthlessly scraped across his face, causing severe pain.

for a long time.

Qin Yu slowly lowered his saluting right arm, closed his eyes, and bowed deeply to the frozen martyrs in front of him.

immediately.

Qin Yu stared at the rolling snow-capped mountains, and slowly spoke to the background music of "Singing the Motherland".

The voice seemed a little ethereal through the howling cold wind.

"Similar to the Ice Sculpture Company on Dead Eagle Ridge at the Battle of Long Jin Lake, and many more."

"Just like that, they lie motionless in the ice and snow, waiting for the enemy to arrive, waiting for the moment of glory when the trigger is pulled."

"Until it is completely frozen and sacrificed on the position."

"In the last days of their lives, they must think of their hometown in their minds, right?"

"Over there, there are small bridges and flowing water."

"Over there, there are brilliant mountain flowers."

"They must be blessing their hometown, everything is well; wishing the motherland, everything is well; wishing the descendants of the flower growers, everything is well!"

Speaking of it.

Qin Yu wiped off the icicles from his face, looked at the martyrs who had been covered in snow, and saluted deeply again.

now.

All the people looked straight at the martyrs who were about to disappear in the wind and snow on the screen, and raised their right hands without hesitation to salute their ancestors.

And just when everyone was solemnly saluting, the wind and snow suddenly stopped!The sky is gradually getting brighter! !

The dazzling sunlight spread across the entire snowfield, sweeping away the haze in everyone's hearts!

In this ray of light, a burst of passionate singing became clearer and clearer from far to near! !

Qin Yu was stunned, and after confirming that it was not a hallucination, he listened carefully.

"Arrogance and pride! Across the Yalu River!"

"..."

"Volunteer Army Battle Song?!"

This is not within the scope of his program planning!

Just when Qin Yu was in doubt, the passionate singing resounded through the entire snow mountain!

at the same time.

Streams of golden light rose from the vast snowfield, and quickly condensed into blurred golden figures in the air.

This....

what is this?

"Ding!"

"Due to the detection of strong emotional particle fluctuations, the god-level stage system automatically condensed them, and hereby remind the host!"

Sensing Qin Yu's doubts, the system immediately explained to Qin Yu.

Emotional particles? !

Automatic agglutination? !

Although it sounds weird.