That day, warships flying the “Rising Sun Flag” blocked the mouth of the Hai River, and shells rained down on our land.
That day, our compatriots had their hands tied behind their backs and were forced to face a wall riddled with bullet holes.
That day, a fleet from another era appeared on the dark waters of the Bohai Bay.
Political commissar Xu Qinghua said, “We are the people’s soldiers. We take up arms for the people and fight for the people. No matter when or where, no matter what enemy we face, we put ourselves between them and the people of China. That is what it means to wear this uniform.”
“To fight, or not to fight?”
The answer had never been so certain.
They were no gods, just a band of soldiers armed with steel and fire.
In the darkest hour before dawn, they chose to light the first spark of “Daybreak” for their suffering homeland.
