diskusbooks Chapter 167: A Box of Suicide Notes
Chapter 167: A Box of Suicide Notes
"Brothers!" Xie Jinyuan's voice suddenly became low, like the calm before the storm.
"Tomorrow's battle will be a desperate one!"
"In order to protect the national flag behind us and the dignity of our nation, we are ready to sacrifice!"
The soldiers held their breath, waiting for their commander to continue.
"Tonight, I hope everyone can do one thing." Xie Jinyuan took a deep breath, "Write down what you want to say to your family."
"After writing, give them to Miss Jiang and the others, and ask them to deliver these letters to our families for us."
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
The soldiers looked at each other, their eyes filled with unspeakable emotions.
"Commander..." a young soldier choked up and said, "You mean..."
"We are ready to sacrifice our lives for our country," Xie Jinyuan said in a firm and resolute voice. "But we also need to let our families know why we are dying!"
"It is to protect our families and the land behind us!"
Jiang Shijia's voice rang out after Xie Jinyuan's words, loud and clear.
"Yes!" the soldiers answered in unison, their voices filled with tragedy and determination.
Jiang Shiyuan and others felt a sinking feeling in their hearts when they heard what Xie Jinyuan and Jiang Shijia said.
They knew what the letter the soldiers were about to write meant.
That is... a suicide note!
Tomorrow will be a bloody battle.
A bloody battle with almost no hope of survival!
Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in his heart, turned to Chen Qingyan and said, "Let's go and help!"
Chen Qingyan, Wei Yuqing, Fang Lansheng and Lao Huang nodded solemnly.
They immediately took action, fetched paper and pens from the office on the top floor of the warehouse, and distributed them to each soldier.
Soldiers who could read began to write, stroke by stroke, expressing their thoughts and instructions to their families.
The illiterate soldiers surrounded Jiang Shiyuan and others and asked them to write for them.
"Brother, what do you want to say to your family?" Jiang Shiyuan asked softly, looking at the weather-beaten man in front of him.
"I...I want to tell my wife..." The man rubbed his hands awkwardly, a blush appearing on his dark face.
"I feel so sorry for her. I went to the battlefield right after we got married, and I couldn't live a good life with her..."
"Then let's tell her," Jiang Shiyuan said softly, holding the pen, "Her man is a hero who has already pledged his life to his country, so it's hard for him to pledge his life to you."
"I hope she can take good care of herself and her family in this troubled time, and continue our love as husband and wife in the next life..."
"Okay! Okay!" The man nodded excitedly, tears welling up in his eyes.
Wei Yuqing held a camera and moved among the soldiers, taking a photo for each of them.
She would have the photos developed and matched up with their names and ages on the list.
They should be preserved as precious archives forever so that people can remember their contributions.
As time passed, the soldiers wrote their suicide notes one after another and handed them to Jiang Shiyuan.
Every suicide note is soaked with the soldiers' love for their families and loyalty to their country.
Jiang Shiyuan and his colleagues carefully put these suicide notes and keepsakes into a large wooden box filled with medicine, as if they were carrying a heavy burden.
They knew that these suicide notes were written by the soldiers with their lives and blood.
They must deliver them to the soldiers' families according to the addresses on the list!
Jiang Shiyuan and others sorted out the soldiers' suicide notes and keepsakes according to the list, and found that they had not received the letters from Xie Jinyuan and Jiang Shijia.
So Jiang Shiyuan asked Chen Qingyan and the others to continue sorting, while he decided to go to the top floor of the warehouse to find the two of them.
She also wanted to tell them that she decided to stay here to treat the wounded, and let Chen Qingyan take Yang Huimin and others away under the cover of night.
The elevator creaked and slowly came to a stop.
Reaching the top floor, Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and stepped out of the elevator.
A faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant quietly penetrated into her nostrils.
Her keen five senses told her that something was wrong!
Alarm bells rang in her heart, and she felt something strange behind her, but she was not as quick as the other party and was hit on the back of the neck.
"Little sister, I'm sorry..." A familiar voice sounded in her ears, low and painful.
It's my brother!
How could he...
His consciousness gradually blurred, Jiang Shiyuan dropped his hands weakly and fainted in Jiang Shijia's arms.
He held his fainted sister and gently leaned her against the wall.
Then he started coughing violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the military uniform on his chest red.
"Brother Shi Jia, why are you doing this?"
Xie Jinyuan walked out of his office, saw this scene, shook his head helplessly, and handed over a white handkerchief.
Jiang Shijia took the handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes determined.
"I know my little sister's temper. She will definitely not leave easily tonight."
"This is the only way I can ensure her safe evacuation of the Sihang Warehouse!"
Xie Jinyuan sighed, "Hey, you should know that Miss Jiang must be resentful of you in her heart for being forced to leave in this way tonight..."
"I have made up my mind, so you don't need to persuade me anymore!" Jiang Shijia tightly grasped the handkerchief in his hand and said firmly, "Please, Brother!"
Then he took out the blood-stained suicide note and the bullet pendant from his neck and handed them to Xie Jinyuan.
Xie Jinyuan looked at the pale-faced young officer in front of him, who was about to die, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
He knew that once some things were decided, there was no going back.
Just like them, they had already decided to live and die with the Sihang Warehouse!
"Tonight I will protect Miss Jiang and her companions for you and ensure their safe evacuation from the Sihang Warehouse!" Xie Jinyuan patted his shoulder with a serious expression.
After saying that, he turned and walked into the office, took out the suicide note he had written, and sent it downstairs together with Jiang Shijia's.
Afterwards, Jiang Shijia, who was weak and exhausted, watched Fang Lansheng and Lao Huang carry his still unconscious little sister to the elevator.
"Captain Jiang, Captain Xie, please take care of yourself. We will always keep an eye on you and pray for you from the other side of the river!"
The three girls, Chen Qingyan, Wei Yuqing and Yang Huimin, bowed deeply to Jiang Shijia and Xie Jinyuan, with tears in their eyes.
Then they followed the previous formation, holding high the flag of the Eagle Country, placed the unconscious Jiang Shiyuan and the large wooden box full of suicide notes on a cart, and safely withdrew to the International Settlement from the New Garbage Bridge.
It was late at night, and the Sihang Warehouse was brightly lit.
Some of the soldiers were cleaning their guns, some were chatting with each other, and some were resting with their eyes closed.
Everyone is welcoming the coming dawn in his or her own way.
And the bloody battle to protect the flag that is destined to go down in history!