At the end of chapter 44, Li Yunlong leans back on the sofa with his eyes open, as if he were still thinking. Browning pistol fell on the floor, and the air was filled with strong smell of gunpowder. A wisp of blood ran down his left cheek, like a red stream, and dyed the golden fuses iconic on his epaulettes red. Ma Tiansheng hardly hesitated. He dashed to the wall and dug up quickly. Ma Tiansheng silently put the warhead in his pocket, and then walked out of the living room without looking back. A careful soldier found that the political commissar Ma was pale, and a tear flashed in his eyes when he turned around. One night two days later, Tian cut his wrist in prison. The prison guards were severely reprimanded for this, and they never understood how the small insurance blade escaped the strict search and was taken to prison. The prison guard privately said that this woman came to prison to prepare for death, and she had no intention of getting out alive at all. Look at the wound on her wrist. Cut like a child's mouth. Gee, this woman is really good. The guards found a piece of writing paper from Tian Yu's relics, which was sent to her by the prison authorities to write confession materials. This manuscript paper was immediately sent to my desk, scrawled with a poem "Linjiang Xian" written by Chen, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty: I recalled drinking on the bridge at noon yesterday, and most of the seats were full. Long ditch Ryutsuki was silent. In the thin shadow of apricot flowers, I played the flute until dawn. It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although I am shocked! Go to the pavilion to see the new sunshine. How many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third. Ma Tiansheng looked at it silently for a long time, but didn't say a word. On the same day, two soldiers who were in charge of guarding Li Yunlong's body were suddenly attacked by several unknown people, leaving them in a coma for 48 hours. After the inspection, nothing moved except the general star and the three medals on the epaulettes of the military uniform. Because of his position, Zheng Bo's position as political commissar of the Marine Corps was cancelled, and he was sent to the army farm for labor reform. On that day, he was carrying stones on the reclamation site, and the powerful radio station on the enemy-occupied island began to broadcast again. A huge, overwhelming music swept across the Strait like a hurricane, and Zheng Bo's heart suddenly contracted. This is the second movement of Beethoven's heroic symphony, the famous Funeral March. After the solemn and sad music, the usually delicate woman's voice did not appear. A male announcer with a deep voice came slowly: "All the soldiers of the island army expressed their deep condolences over the death of General Li Yunlong ... In the winter of the 31st year of the Republic of China, General Li led his troops. In 33 years of the Republic of China, General Li wiped out Yamamoto, a well-equipped Japanese special force, in the northwest of Shanxi, and fought bloody battles with the enemy with his own flesh and blood and inferior equipment, which was really a model for China soldiers. ..... Now broadcast the mourning article of Chu, the former national army colonel and current national army lieutenant general who fought alongside General Li Yunlong in the Second World War. General Chu quoted a sentence from Liu Kezhuang, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, as the beginning: An iron horse whistled for a cold camp, and a boat sailed through the stormy night. Who's pathetic? Ape arm is so general, so reactive ... "Zheng Bo threw the stone on his back into the sea and couldn't help crying. A few months after Li Yunlong's death, the Sino-Soviet border war broke out in Zhenbao Island. The eyes of the whole world have turned to this small island with an area of only 0.74 square kilometers, which is located in Hulin County, Heilongjiang Province, on the China side of the main channel of Wusuli River. The armies of two socialist countries, which were once closely related, fought a limited border war in this area. Soldiers from both sides showed a high degree of patriotism and a desperate attitude of not being afraid of sacrifice in the battle. The heavy artillery group commanded by General Kong Jie fought fiercely with the Soviet artillery group for several days. During the battle, Colonel leonov, wartime commander and Lieutenant Colonel Yang Xin, stationmaster of the Soviet Bijin Frontier Station, were shot and killed. After the battle, General Kong Jie sat alone in the war room for a long time. He remembered the paper written by General Ding Wei of Nanjing Military Academy more than ten years ago, his idea of restructuring the strategic pattern, and his strategic vision. Then he thought of the early death of his old comrade-in-arms, Li Yunlong, and General Kong Jie burst into tears, unable to restrain himself. Li Yunlong's field army has also been ordered to be deployed as a strategic reserve to areas where war may break out. And Ma Tiansheng did not become the leader of this army 1. After Li Yunlong's death, his spirit seemed to collapse and he became silent. Later, he volunteered to change jobs and was transferred to a military school in Beijing. It is said that it is still unclear to do his old job and engage in political work. In July this year, at the launch site of Cape Canaveral Space Center in eastern Florida, a huge launch vehicle spewed dazzling fire and flew into the sky at the speed of the second universe. This manned spaceship, named "Apollo 1 1", carries the hope of human beings crossing dark space and sends human beings to the moon for the first time. From this day on, a new era of human marching into the universe began. In this restless and noisy earth full of violence, blood and fighting, people of different colors and political beliefs have temporarily stopped quarreling and fighting, and all mankind is welcoming this great new era with solemn feelings, which is the pride and hope of mankind. The great Beethoven, unparalleled in the world, dissolved his profound thoughts and infinite love and hope for mankind into a resounding carol. At this great moment, every corner of the world heard the brilliant fourth movement in Beethoven's Ninth Symphony. The large-scale and magnificent chorus "Ode to Joy" pushed the emotions of all mankind to the extreme. Hugs, hundreds of millions of people. Let the world continue to kiss! At this time, in this noisy and chaotic earth, only a few human wise men can see through the dense fog with smart eyes and foresee that a brand-new industrial revolution will sweep the world in the near future. The human structure and social, political and economic forces will cause great changes. This new industrial wave, based on comprehensive scientific theories such as quantum electronics, information theory, molecular biology theory, ocean engineering, nuclear science, ecology and space science, will bring mankind into a glorious era. Not only that, it will also profoundly change the information structure on which people live and act. Change the way people think about problems, synthesize situations and predict the consequences of actions, change the role of literacy in life, and even change the material composition and chemical properties of the brain. This year, Japan, which is adjacent to China, and Hongkong, Taiwan Province Province, Singapore and South Korea, which were later called "Four Little Dragons of Asia", all started their increasingly plump economic take-off, attracting worldwide attention. Ten years have passed in a flash, ad 1978. At the rehabilitation meeting of General Li Yunlong, when people were about to disperse at the end of the meeting, three gray-haired old men rushed out of the door. They are all dressed in plain clothes, with straight backs and quick movements. People attending the meeting can tell at a glance that they are professional soldiers. Three old men just walked into the meeting place when they suddenly saw the portrait of General Li Yunlong. They suddenly froze as if they had been struck by lightning. In an instant, the three of them stumbled in front of the portrait. The old man, led by him, cried mournfully, "Old Chief, my old chief, we have come to see you ..." After that, tears poured down, and all three of them sent out heartbreaking pottery pieces, and all the people present were moved by the long and uninterrupted crying. When they left, they left a bunch of flowers. There was no signature on the red ribbon of the bouquet, except for a gold star, whose gold-plated layer had faded with age and became dull. Most people at the meeting didn't know what it was. Only a few veterans saw this thing and couldn't help crying and hissing. The old people told the young people that this was the general who represented the rank of general when the PLA 1955 awarded the title. Twenty years later, the city has changed a lot. In front of a Gothic building near the sea, a group of middle-aged men and women soldiers came and rang the doorbell. The owner of the small building is a Taiwanese businessman who has come to invest in the mainland. He served in the army and knew his rank. He found that these soldiers were not low in rank. One of them is a major general, and the others are senior colonel and colonel. The soldiers politely requested that they spent their childhood in this small building; Today, I came from all directions to revisit my old place. I wonder if the host can meet their requirements. This businessman is a hospitable person. As a former resident of this building, he certainly has the right to visit his former residence, which is also a kind of fate with him. What's more, these people are senior officers with status. The host enthusiastically showed the soldiers around all the rooms upstairs and downstairs. The soldiers also asked if they could go to the backyard. The host said of course. When he took the guests to the backyard, the telephone in the living room rang. The host apologetically invited the guests to visit at will and answered the phone in a hurry. The phone call was about the joint venture project, and the owner chatted for a while. When he put down the phone and hurried to the backyard, he was shocked by what he saw. These officers in straight wool uniforms knelt in front of the courtyard wall, stroking the spots on the wall and crying like a group of children ... The businessman stood there quietly without disturbing these crying officers. He knows that soldiers generally don't like to cry. There seems to have been some sad stories in this small building.