rush to the sky

In loneliness and loneliness, they are each other's comfort.

They supported each other in their pain.

Chapter 38

Shen Yihui and Feng Zhikai, they watched the Ninth Brigade gradually wither away, until only the two of them were left.

And the others, including their former instructor, my elder brother, have all been bloodied one by one.

Now, besides Shen Yihui, the last member of the Ninth Brigade has also left.

He is 26 years old, has no wife, no children, what he has, just blood and endless courage.

He doesn't know what love is like, and he doesn't know what it's like to be a father. He has only himself, alone.

Even Shen Yihui didn't even know who to give Feng Zhikai's belongings to.

His father and mother passed away long ago. It is said that they were killed by the Japanese, and there are no living close relatives in the family.

I remember that after returning from the mission, Feng Zhikai and Shen Yihui joked, "If, one day, my suicide note really comes in handy, then you can just open it up and read it. Anyway, I don't have anyone else to write. I will write to you."

"You can dispose of the death pension directly. Remember the group of orphans we met before, you give the money directly to the group of children, or buy something for them. In fact, in the current situation, materials are more important than money itself. Much more valuable."

At that time, the two of them were drinking and chatting, but Shen Yihui still cursed and forbade him to say those unlucky things.

It's just that they all know that when they die, they really can't be their own masters.

Life and death matter, this is what they knew the day they chose to fly.

Today, Shen Yihui is the only one left in the former Ninth Brigade, who is still flying, and still has his life to continue flying.

It can be seen that Feng Zhikai's departure dealt a great blow to Shen Yihui.

In the air force mausoleum, there is another person's name.

However, he really wanted to revive these cold names. They used to train and eat together.But now, they were lying on the cold ground, unable to jump into their cockpit again.

Those who left were reunited at the Air Force Mausoleum, but those who were alive had to bear too many things.

Sometimes, these men in the air have very simple wishes, they just hope that someone can accept their suicide note, so that they don't feel alone.

In their view, this is a kind of happiness.

Most of the time, they are no longer afraid of death, and they feel that this is a matter of course.

They are just afraid, afraid that there will be no one behind them, afraid that no one will collect their belongings, afraid that they will just walk around this world without a sound, without leaving a trace.

Having someone who can put away things for them already makes them feel satisfied.

Such simplicity only makes people feel sad.

Sometimes, Shen Yihui would dream of the members of the Old Ninth Brigade. In the dream, the brothers were still so young, all wearing flight suits, and they were heroic. They were together and laughed happily.

Shen Yihui will remember those smiles for a lifetime.

In the dream, the brothers told him to live well, live with the last hope of the Ninth Brigade, and live to see the day of victory for the brothers.

After grief, the living must continue to fly.

In Shen Yihui's letter, he stayed at the base these few days.Now it's the rainy season, and it rains from time to time. The conditions for takeoff are completely insufficient, so they can only wait.

Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, my thoughts returned to my hometown.

At that time, I was still in Hangzhou. Once, I inadvertently told Shen Yihui that I was going to watch the tide on the Qiantang River.

Although, this kind of scene can be seen every year. I have seen the big tide on the Qiantang River since I was a child, and it is nothing unusual.

However, sometimes, what matters is not the scenery in front of you, but the person who accompanies you to see the scenery.

I was just making excuses for the two of us to stay longer.

At that time, it was just a whim, and he said it casually, but unexpectedly, he really remembered it in his heart.

Taking advantage of the vacation, Shen Yihui ran over specially and said excitedly, "Come on, I'll take you out."

The sister-in-law next to us looked at us with a rather profound expression, as if she was saying, how many years have we known each other, and I am still so tired.

Then, ignoring all the eyes around me, I happily went out.

At that time, I didn't have any worries and was protected by everyone.

At that time, the flames of war had not yet spread, at least, we still had the apparent calm on the surface.

At that time, Hangzhou was still quiet and peaceful.

At that time, none of us could have imagined that this place would be occupied by the Japanese in the near future, and it became a luxury to even watch the chao again.

We walked side by side on the road, no one spoke, it was a kind of enjoyment to be by each other's side.

In the front, there is no shadow of a wave, but the sound of a wave is heard first.

There was a loud rumbling noise in my ears, but looking at the river, it still looked calm.

Gradually, the sound became louder and louder, like a galloping horse, deafening.

In the distance, on the misty river, a white line gradually appeared, like a stretched white ribbon, advancing rapidly, like "simply practicing Hengjiang", or "walking a white rainbow in the long flat sand".

When Bai Lian walked towards us, it gradually turned into a wall of water, as if there was a strange force condensed, the wall of water gradually rose, "How much higher is the chao of desire consciousness, and across the mountain and across the làng flower middle".