Before he finished speaking, Qin Shouzheng took out another film canister and handed it to Wei Ran, "Brother Wei, this is the last unused film, take it yourself."

"Wait first"

Wei Ran took the film canister and put it into his pocket, turned around and walked to the corner, took out the gravity knife, cut off two buoyancy sections from the shriveled and leaking life raft, tied one end with a rope and returned it to the other side.

Completed graveside.

Under the watchful eyes of Qin Shouzheng and others, Wei Ran took out a British army lunch box wrapped in a tarpaulin from his backpack, opened it and put it aside. Then he took a step back, picked up his camera and pressed the shutter towards the unprepared crowd.

, I recorded this moment with the last frame of the roll of film in my camera.

After some operations, Wei Ran took out the film he had taken. He took out a film canister from his pocket and put it into the pair of British army lunch boxes filled with film canisters. He carefully wrapped it with a tarpaulin and stuffed it inside.

into the floating bag that was just cut off.

Only then did he say, "Put the things you want to keep in here too."

Hearing this, Zhou Guochang put the first lunch box in. Immediately afterwards, Qin Shouzheng also put in squad leader Liang's lunch box, the pistol, the helmet with the Chinese characters written on it, the double-headed gun and the oil can.

"Is there any more?" Wei Ran finally asked.

"Wait me a moment"

Qin Shouzheng picked up the cigarette pouch that originally belonged to Squad Leader Liang and dug out a pot of shredded tobacco. He then took out the ZIPPO lighter, lit the cigarette pouch, took a strong sip, and placed it on a stone in front of the grave.

In the lingering blue smoke, he picked up a writing brush from the banana leaf beside him, dipped it in the red paint that had been poured on the banana leaf in advance, and solemnly wrote "Teacher Yi Cheng" on a stone that he had chosen in advance.

The words "Tomb of Liang Yimin, 22nd Division of the Fifth Army".

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the lighter and wrote "Liang Yimin" on one side and "Every man has a responsibility" on the other side.

"Squad leader Liang... is his name Liang Yimin or...?" Wei Ran asked tentatively.

Qin Shouzheng gently placed the lighter and the brush dipped in red paint next to the tobacco bag. After a moment of silence, he explained, "When he was our husband, his name was Liang Yicheng and his courtesy name was Le'an. Later, before he joined the army, he gave us

Attended the last lesson.

In that class, he told us about the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, the Sino-Japanese War, and the Marco Polo Bridge and Nanjing Massacre in 1937. He said that every man has a duty to benefit the country and the people, and to expel the Japanese invaders."

At this point, Qin Shouzheng burst into tears, "Mr. Liang said that he has little talent and little knowledge and cannot guarantee that he can benefit the country, but he is willing to risk his own life to do something that benefits the people.

That day he changed his name and joined the army. Before he left, he said at the end that when he joined the army, he did not seek glory, wealth or promotion, but just...just wanted to do something that would allow the common people to see a way to survive."

"Mr. Liang is righteous..."

Wei Ran sighed. He didn't know how many people like Squad Leader Liang had died on the battlefield in China at this time. He didn't know how many people like Mr. Liang were preparing to embark on the battlefield.

But he knew that it was because of the efforts of Captain Liang and Mr. Liang that he could straighten his waist and be a good man in future generations.

In the swirling smoke, everyone waited patiently for a moment until the bag of cigarettes was extinguished. Then Tan Shouzheng gently knocked on a stone and put the cigarette bag and lighter into the rubber bag held by Wei Ran.

inside.

To his surprise, just when he was about to seal the waterproof bag with a rope, the little monk Sehao actually took out a small golden box inlaid with various gems from the bottom of his backpack and put it in with a smile.

Waterproof bag.

"What is this?" Wei Ran subconsciously asked Zhou Guochang.

Obviously, Zhou Guochang didn't know what was in this palm-sized box, so he asked the question in Burmese without thinking. But soon, as the little monk explained, a look of surprise appeared on his face

.

"Guochang, what is that little box?"

Qin Shouzheng couldn't help but ask, but Wei Ran had already tied the bag tightly with a rope, then put an extra layer of rubber float on the outside and tied it again, and then gently placed it at the feet of Squad Leader Qin

.

"Relics, relics from the temple in Mansi Town."

After some communication, Zhou Guochang explained, "Little Master Sehao said that if we can't get out, let the relic protect Squad Leader Liang.

If he can get out alive, he will definitely come back to collect the relics. When the time comes, he will take Captain Liang back to Mo's village for burial, and he will also take our things back to Mo's village, and he will be waiting for us there."

"I hope we all survive."

Qin Shouzheng sighed, stood up, took the bamboo slices that had been cut and broken in advance, and carefully laid them on top of the tomb pit. Then he pressed stones one after another on top, and with the help of Wei Ran and others, he piled them up one by one.

It's not a big grave bag.

After placing the last stone on the highest point of the tomb, Qin Shouzheng picked up the hatchet and went outside the cave to chop down a few thin bamboos with leaves. He carefully inserted them into the highest point of the tomb while keeping talking.
Chapter completed!