The war is endless, no one is right or wrong, and in this land, it is even more impossible to tell who is right or who is wrong.

But no matter who is right or wrong, what is left to Ge Zhen is an indescribable shock and touch. Although they are enemies, the enemies may not be a warrior worthy of respect.

The maned dog died, the shelling stopped, the government army surrounded and suppressed the remnants of militants, and the gunfire continued, and the victorious side was firmly locked in.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Ge Zhen coughed, coughed up blood foam, and forced himself to climb up the mountain, found Hu Hailang, and sat heavily on the ground.

Hu Hailang lay there quietly, his chest covered with dry blood, and his face appeared dead gray.

"Damn... one million is gone... one million is gone, one million is small, you can live for me!"

Ge Zhen tried hard to go from sitting down to kneeling, and reached out to press Hu Hailang's chest.

"Click!"

The sound of bone fracture sounded, and he cut off a sternum of the other party.

In fact, the human sternum is very hard and can't be broken by pressing it once, but Hu Hailang's chest was repeatedly kicked by the maned dog, and he had long been fragile.

When Ge Zhen tried to press, he became the last straw.

"Didn't you say your bones are very hard? The bones support flesh and blood. The bones of Chinese soldiers are the hardest... Why did they break? How did they break?!" Ge Zhen wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth hard and shouted at Hu Hailang: "Let me live, let me live, you are worth one million, and you are dead are not worth the money. Isn't it just for this money I'm going to live, let me live...Brothers!"

For money, he came here for money, but what about money? Escape all the way and fight side by side. You save my life, I save your life, you can play for me, and I can also fight for you.

Although we have been together for a short time, it is indeed a life-long friendship. The most important thing is that Hu Hailang allows Ge Zhen to see a pure Chinese professional soldier and the power of faith that he possesses as a Chinese professional soldier.

"I am from the right hand company. I have never asked for the whole body to return home. I will take my right hand and send it back, and buried it in my place...hahaha..."

"I'm afraid I really can't go back. If you take me with me, I will be able to be dragged down by me... I can do it and will do it!"

“…”

Ge Zhen didn't know what kind of troops the Right Hand Company was, but he knew that Hu Hailang had an unparalleled faith, which made him feel very small.

He was loyal to the country and died without regrets... There were too many calls to shout this slogan, but Hu Hailang really did it in front of him.

"Come on me!" Ge Zhen cried with a crying voice.

His eyes became red, wet, and his vision blurred. He didn't want Hu Hailang to die, not because of money, but because of people.

In the past, sacrifice was far away from him, but now he is caught off guard and has to face sacrifices and is not ready at all.

"Live, come alive, come alive, come alive!!!"

Ge Zhen was desperate, knelt on the ground and raised his head high, clenched his fists and opened his mouth.

He wanted to roar, but the sound was blocked in his throat, his chest felt uncomfortable, and his eyes became even wet.

"You... kill me... I'll get it..." Suddenly, a weak voice came to Ge Zhen's ears: "Bone... hard head... does not mean... will not break... Chinese... soldiers... can still fight if their bones are broken!"

Ge Zhen was ecstatic. He reached out and wiped his eyes twice, clearly seeing Hu Hailang open his eyes.

He is not dead, he is still alive!

"Are you still alive? You still alive..."

"Plop!"

As soon as the surprise sound was halfway through, Ge Zhen lay heavily on the ground, and blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't hold on anymore, he couldn't hold on anymore, his internal organs were shaken and his body was injured. It was the limit until now.

"Ge Zhen! Ge Zhen!"

...

The whole world was in darkness, and Ge Zhen clearly saw himself walking in the darkness and was eager to find an exit.

He has to go home, he has to go home with the money!

Wait, where is my money? Where is my money?!

Ge Zhen saw that he didn't bring any money at all and had empty hands, so he was anxious.

"My money!"

With a roar, Ge Zhen sat up hard, his face full of anxiety.

The sun was dazzling and there were gunshots in his ears. He was still on the mountain, not dead, and still alive.

"Awaken?" Hu Hailang's voice came into his ears: "Next time if you are in an area near the explosion point, don't let your chest fall on the ground. Fortunately, this howitzer is not a large caliber, otherwise you will be directly shocked to death. The new recruit, if you don't know anything, you dare to break into the battlefield. I admire you!"

Hu Hailang is much more energetic. Such people have a very tough life. As long as they can survive in one breath, they can survive well.

Ge Zhen looked at him and blinked, and burst into tears in an instant: My money is still there... still there!

"I am the third generation of red in the mouths of many people." Hu Hailang glanced at him and said to himself: "I can do nothing, and my family doesn't need me to do anything. What I can do is my elders have done; what I can't do is my elders have done it."

The third generation of red?!

This surprised Ge Zhen. After looking at Hu Hailang for a long time, it seemed a little difficult to accept.

A third generation of red came to be a professional soldier? Isn’t that a problem?

"Everyone in the family opposed me joining the army, including my father, because I didn't need anything to do, haha..."

Laughing is full of self-deprecating.

"But people always have to find a goal and realize their self-worth. I seem to be able to take this path, but in fact I haven't figured out this path until now, I just understand the four words "Not ashamed of my heart."

This is a heart-to-heart talk. After so much experience, there is nothing that cannot be said, and Hu Hailang has not hidden himself.

"What about you? Why do you like money so much?" Hu Hailang asked.

"Nonsense, don't you like money?" Ge Zhen looked disdainful.

"What do I want money?" Hu Hailang frowned.

One sentence almost choked Ge Zhen to death, but what he said was right. Why do you need money? Only those who lack nothing are qualified to do things to realize their own value.

"I can't compare with you, I need money." Ge Zhen smiled bitterly, "I have to get some money to treat my child. He is a miner. He has a late stage of pneumoconiosis, coughing blood, coughing up all kinds of complications. If you don't have money, you will die; if you have money, you will prolong your life."

Hu Hailang didn't say anything, but just looked at Ge Zhen's cheek, full of blood and smoke.

Different backgrounds, different experiences, and naturally different burdens.

Ge Zhen could not fully understand Hu Hailang's spiritual world, and Hu Hailang could not fully understand Ge Zhen's actions.

But no matter what, they have to carry on their shoulders because... they are young!

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Chapter completed!