The badge was very old, and the content on it could not be seen clearly. It was not made of gold, just a little bit of gold paint …
"Is this a medal?" Yu Hui-fei asked.
Qin Shubao shook his head. "No, it's a button.
In my hometown, when a woman leaves her hometown, she will make a button like this for a man.
There is usually a picture of him on it … but it has been worn away over time.
Seeing this button, I can confirm that this is the troop that my grandfather was separated from.
But the war was very hard. Sometimes we had no clothes, so we had to wear the clothes of the dead.
So, I can't be sure just by looking at this button. "
Yu Hui-fei understood what Qin Shubao meant and took out the diary. He had been busy just now, so he didn't have time to read it.
When the diary was opened, they all looked at it.
The handwriting was very delicate. It didn't look like the handwriting of a rough man who only knew how to fight, but more like a scholar.
The owner of the diary was called Zhang Shun. After turning to the first page, they found that although it was a diary, there was no date.
There were not many things recorded on each page. It was very sloppy, as if he was in a hurry every time he wrote something.
On the first page, it was written: "In the face of a strong enemy, I can't retreat.
Although I am still young, as a man, I will not let my youth go to waste when I shed my blood on the battlefield!
Tomorrow, I will volunteer to join the army and protect the land and rivers of Huaxia.
I only hope that I can come back alive and be filial to my mother … "
The words were full of passion and excitement. Obviously, Zhang Shun was very excited at that time. At the same time, it could be seen that he was very young at that time.
He turned to the second page.
"I successfully joined the army. I am very excited.
There are several familiar faces in the class, such as Big Niu, Buttface, Qin Wushu, Wang Ermazi … Haha, this time I won't be lonely on the battlefield.
The only annoying thing is that they don't know how to write, so they force me to write letters for them every day!
I'm here to fight, not to write letters! "
Seeing this, Qin Shubao said excitedly, "It's the troop that my grandfather joined!"
Yu Hui-fei also nodded. Now, he could basically confirm that Qin Shubao and his sister were not lying!
What they said was true.
Therefore, they could rest assured and continue reading.
The third page …
"Standing on the banks of the Yalu River, on one side are the people who are sending them off, and on the other side are us.
But why do they look down on me?
Several grandpas and aunties pulled me back and didn't let me go, saying that I was too young.
If I hadn't been quick-witted enough to call for the commander to come over and attract their attention, I would have been captured by them.
Aunt Wang asked me, "Are you afraid of going to the battlefield?"
I laughed. How could I not be afraid?
I'm not a god.
But if I don't die, what will happen to my mother if they attack? "
The fourth page …
"There's going to be a war today. I'm so scared …"
Only these few words were crooked and had tear stains on them. Clearly, Zhang Shun's first battle had not gone well.
He seemed to be afraid and crying secretly …
The fifth page …
"The Big Niu is dead … I wanted to collect his body, but the bullets were too dense, and the class leader wouldn't let me.
I feel terrible. I miss home … I miss my mother … but … I can't go back.
I still have bullets in my gun, I can still move … "
The sixth page …
"Qin Wushu has a broken leg, and he's still screaming.
Er Mazi is trying to stop the bleeding, but the bleeding won't stop! "
The seventh page …
"Qin Wushu has been sent to the hospital in the rear. I hope he gets better soon."
The eighth page …
"We're surrounded. I don't know if we can break out. Perhaps, we won't have the chance to write a diary in the future.
I hope this diary can be circulated and let everyone know about us, Zhang Shun, Li Da Niu, Wang Er Mazi, and Liu Er Gou. "
Seeing this, Yu Hui-fei and the others felt terrible.
The diary was actually quite thick. Zhang Shun was afraid that there would be no paper to write on at the front line, so he bought a thick one.
But at this moment, there was almost no more content on the eighth page …
This meant that they had encountered a fierce battle not long after they arrived at the front line. They might not be able to return from this battle.
Flipping to the back, there were no words on the ninth page, and there were no words on the tenth page.
"This kid won't die just like that, right?
Did the hero in the coffin pick up someone else's diary and bring it back? "White Wuchang mumbled.
Yu Hui-fei didn't say anything. With his years of experience in school, he could tell from the side that a book or notebook that was never flipped through would be very clean.
However, this book was different. It was all black. Apparently, it had been frequently flipped through.
Indeed, hard work paid off. When Yu Hui-fei flipped to the twentieth page, he saw a line of words. It was still Zhang Shun's handwriting, but it was a little distorted. The spacing between each word was different, and the lines were often written in a series.
However, he could still see what he was writing …
"I didn't want to write it, and I didn't want to remember it. But I had to write it down because it was the only way to record their figures.
That day, the battle was so fierce. There were planes bombing in the sky, and cannons were firing in the distance. I could even see tanks clearing the way. They charged through the trenches and headed straight for us.
"I saw Liu Ergou rush forward with a bag of explosives. In the end, his legs were shot off by a machine gun. Then, he was blown away by a bomb.
"I saw a comrade rush forward with a machine gun, but he quickly fell to the ground.
"As for me …
"I only remember someone shouting at me to get down, but the next moment, I was flying.
"I couldn't hear anything, and I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black, and my eyes hurt. It felt like I was bleeding, crying, or sweating.
"I don't know how much time had passed, but I got up. I heard the sound of tanks, and the sound of the enemy's big leather boots stepping on the ground.
"I knew that they were coming.
"I remembered my regiment commander telling me that if the enemy was in front of us, there was no need to hesitate. There was no need to wait for orders. Just blow the horn!
"We can die, but we can't lose our position!
"I picked up the horn and stood up. I blew it!
"I blew it very loudly …
"But …
"Why?
"Why can't I hear the familiar battle cries?
"Why can't I hear the familiar battle cries?
"I remember that Zhao Dapao's voice was very loud. In the past, when he blew the horn, his battle cries would hurt my ears.
"But, why didn't he shout?
"There was also Sun Fusheng. Didn't this Southern boy like to hang a bell around his neck?
"Every time he charged, he would hang the bell properly. When he rushed out, it would jingle … Why didn't it ring today?
"There was also the class commander. This guy would always cover for me and cheer me on.
"Because he knew that I was actually quite timid. When I blew the horn from a high place, I often lacked confidence … So, he always stood in front of me and said that he would help me block the bullets, so that I could blow without worry.