From a child soldier who couldn't even hold a gun to a fierce warrior rolling out from the tip of a knife, he followed the team on a journey of thousands of miles.
The golden sands are raging, and he dares to risk his life to seize the beach;
In the snowy mountains and grasslands, he was hungry and cold.
One step, one blood mark, one journey, one life and one death.
The young man walked out of Yunling, with his life as his gun and his loyalty as his bones. He fought bloody battles all the way from squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander to become the main battalion commander of the Eighth Route Army.
The long march is thousands of miles long, and there are thousands of life and death tests.
Comrades are at your side, the military flag is in front, and your family and country are behind you.
Along the way, he didn't want to be king, he just wanted to survive, win battles, and protect everyone he wanted to protect.
The young man from Yunling pledged his life to the country; the long march never ends, and the iron-blooded people never return.
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I haven't updated it for a day. Please update it quickly. Come on.
Well written, keep it up!