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

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt sounded.

It's raining.

The black sky pattered like weeping.

The heroic soul of the ancestors in the old-fashioned military uniform stood side by side with Qin Yu.

The sudden rain, the size of a pea, fell rapidly like a big string, and wet the clothes of everyone.

This is the rain of strong ambitions, this is the rain of clear wishes.

This is the rain of Yanhuang blood, this is the rain of homesickness.

this rain.

Deep down.

Even the alpine snow field with a temperature of -[-] degrees below zero can't be frozen!

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See this scene.

A sense of sadness quietly rose in the hearts of more than 4000 million viewers.

"Woooooo...I'm really about to cry. I really want to hold an umbrella for the martyrs."

"Support! Must support! We must support a big umbrella! With the hearts of our hundreds of millions of people, we will hold up an umbrella for the martyrs!"

"I don't want to hold an umbrella, I really want to, I really want to get in the rain with my ancestors! Get a shower of blood from the son of a great country!"

"Seniors, don't cry! The younger generations will be heartbroken! Don't worry, no one dares to commit such a flower family now!!"

"From this stele, I feel the power of inheritance! I really feel the weight of these two words!"

"Because this is not a simple stone, it is the real spiritual totem of our nation!!"

"Who says we don't have faith? The heroes on the monument, the ancestors on the snow field, and the people with lofty ideals who threw their heads and blood for 5000 years are the beliefs that we Chinese people have engraved in our bones!!"

"That's right! Why do we descendants of the Yellow Emperor worship the imaginary clay statues of gods and Buddhas! We are all descendants of the dragon blessed by our ancestors!"

"I really hate it! I was deceived by the vulgar culture of the barbarians, completely forgetting that our country's spiritual heritage is the best in the world!"

"With such a heroic predecessor, how can our younger generations be willing to let others down!? Today, I saw a Muyang dog on the subway forcing my compatriots to give up their seats to foreigners! I really want to pull this guy and let him kneel here and be good Let's see who is his ancestor!"

"Let's not talk about foreign and xenophobic sluts here now, so as not to dirty the eyes of our ancestors!"

The audience was so excited that they seemed to have fully substituted their emotions into the show.

In the hearts of all.

This is talking to real ancestors! !

They are a group of tough and tender people.

is a group.

cutest person.

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Look at the screen again.

The old squad leader took a quick step forward and gave an order to all his comrades on the mountain top.

"Hail to the heroes - salute!"

Swish!

All the ancestors kept their eyes on each other, and saluted solemnly to the ancestors engraved on the stele.

Yes!

And the person in the stele is not only our hero, but also their hero!

Inherited from generation to generation, generations of heroes.

a long time.

Li Bi.

"Little comrade!"

suddenly.

The old squad leader shouted at Qin Yu.

In his heart, he no longer regards Qin Yu as a junior.

In just a few minutes, this old hero has already regarded Qin Yu as his most reliable comrade-in-arms brother.

"Old class leader!"

Qin Yu walked slowly to the front of the senior.

The show is coming to an end, Qin Yu especially cherishes every minute and every second spent with the martyrs.

This will be the most precious memory in his life.

The old squad leader was inexplicably embarrassed. He rubbed his rough hands, looked at the comrades behind him, and after hesitating for a moment, he put his hand on Qin Yu's shoulder.

"Little comrade, can you let us take another look at the big tank in that scene!"

Qin Yu smiled slightly, although he was a little puzzled, he immediately replied loudly.

"Why is this so difficult? The old squad leader can watch it if he wants to!"

Swish!

Qin Yu waved his hand again, and the heavy rain suddenly stopped!

The scroll of time and space unfolded again, and the tank phalanx rumbled past. The thick tracks and cold gun barrels made a strong sense of oppression come to the face.

"Old squad leader."

"Do you want to see other tanks?"