In the arrangement of these girls, the parked car hoisted the hydraulic hoe, and then extended its force arm to lift the truck bed, where the body lying on its back was tightly wrapped in thick canvas.

The sculpture was slowly righted, and then it was hoisted up again, slowly moving it right above the bolts that were as thick as wrists.

Under the command of those workers, the three-meter-high sculpture was attached to the bolts little by little, and finally touched the ground.

After the workers tightened the thick nuts one by one and sprayed them with anti-rust paint, and finally covered the bolts and nuts with cannon shells or grenade-shaped metal decorations and locked them, they removed the thick flat straps on the sculpture.

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"Do you need to pick an auspicious day?" Although Suisui said this, she handed the rope handed over by Olga to Wei Ran.

"Today is an auspicious day"

As he spoke, Wei Ran tugged on the rope, and suddenly, the huge gray canvas fell to the ground with a crash, revealing the true appearance of the sculpture.

Under the bright sunshine, there was a rust-colored soldier with only one leg. The soldier's hands were holding a Mauser rifle and a Mosin-Nagant rifle as crutches. There were also weapons everywhere on his body.

I saw the gauze wrapped in it and the medal that was vaguely visible on my chest.

The metal base he was standing on with only one leg looked like it was made of various scrap metals. What could be distinguished were artillery shell casings, tank tracks, bullet casings, various steel helmets, and...

Broken bayonets, broken gun barrels, gun bolts and even grenade casings. Of course, if you look closely, you can still find metal outlines that resemble human hands, as well as molten metal skulls, metal dolls, and broken sickles.

Hoes, large and small gears, twisted kerosene lamps, books, musical instruments and other metal daily necessities.

Looking up at the rust-colored sculpture, Wei Ran knew that his name was Time. He was the one who personally designed the logo for Time Film Studio. He was also an unknown anti-fascist during the war years.

The epitome of a soldier's short life.

In that majestic shadow, there were too many people he was familiar with, people he knew, people who died, people who survived, but none of them had any memory of him.

Some of them come from Stalingrad, some from Leningrad, some from the deserts of North Africa, some from the surrounded Teng County, some from Baiyangdian or the desperate Savage Mountain, and some from the Pacific Ocean. Isolated islands, Finland’s man-eating winter, or battlefields with foreign enemies, or even Rzhev, Berlin, the forests of Belarus, the windy and snowy Lake Ladoga, etc.

"Her name is Time"

Olena, the creator of this statue, raised her neck and introduced, "His body is made of cast iron that rusts easily, and the base is made of various unwanted war relic fragments that my father bought from the diggers. After pressing, they were poured together with molten iron.”

Withdrawing her gaze, Olena, who was standing on the side of the statue, looked at Wei Ran and said, "She was designed by you, but it is also my first official work.
Chapter completed!