On New Year's Day 2007, Lijia Village, Xinyang, Henan.

Mr. Li walked steadily across the small dirt road in the north of the village and turned onto the main road. When reporter Xiao Fang and photographer Xiao Qi caught up with him panting, the old man was already walking back.

"Uncle Li, your legs are really fast."

"Yes, I really can't believe that you are nearly 90 years old."

Reporter Xiao Fang and photographer Xiao Qi all admired him very much. The old man's health was great. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the old man was 88 years old this year.

"I'm old, I'll have to wait ten years ago. I can run back and forth twice in one go. You young people really lack training. I remember when we were young..." As the old man said, a slight lonely expression appeared on his face, but he didn't know whether he was missing the past youth or remembering some past events.

"Old man, tell us the story of the Battle of Shanghai?"

Reporter Xiao Fang got to the point again. She came here with a mission this time. Over the years, the Party and the country have gradually begun to face up to the great contributions of the National Army in the eight years of the War of Resistance. More and more veterans of the National Army have been discovered. These veterans of the National Army who once sacrificed their lives and blood for the country and the nation have finally been cleared.

Mr. Li is one of them, and has participated in almost all front-line battles.

However, Xiao Fang has been here for several days, but Old Master Li has never been willing to mention the past. It is probably because the unfair treatment he received in his early years has hurt his heart. He was unwilling to reveal the past before the knot was opened. Xiao Fang had no choice but to come over early in the morning to fight with the old man. Today is the tenth day.

Mr. Li was silent again. He returned home silently. A simple small earthen house. The furnishings in the cottage were very simple. Apart from a bed, a table, two chairs, there was only the box placed under the bed. Mr. Li lived alone. His wife had passed away more than ten years ago, and his children did not live with him.

Xiao Qi put down the camera and went out to fill the kitchen hut to boil water.

Soon the water boiled, Xiao Qi used boiling water to make a cup of Yan tea, and Mr. Li suddenly sighed.

Xiao Fang and Xiao Qi couldn't help but exchange their eyes, and both of them looked a little excited, as if there was a chance!

Sure enough, Mr. Li bent down and dragged the suitcase out from under the bed, then opened the lid and took out a package wrapped in red cloth from the lower left corner. He untied the red cloth layer by layer, but inside it was a stack of diary with yellow paper shells. The diary on the top was black and broken, as if it was picked up from a fire.

The old man didn't say anything, but handed the stack of diary to Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang took it with some inexplicable mood, and then opened the top diary that was obviously burned by fire. To her expectations, the title page of the diary actually wrote a line of silk-showed handwriting that was obviously from a woman - the beloved for me, Li Zihan, Xiao Fang's heart trembled inexplicably. Is there a sad love story inside?

When I opened the first page, the purpose was to be vigorous and powerful notes, which should be Mr. Li’s.

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On August 16, 26th year of the Republic of China (1937), Baoji, Shaanxi.

The company commander had just conveyed the order from the division headquarters. The engineer company immediately assembled and went to the train station to take the bus. He was about to go to Shanghai to participate in the war. I really don’t know if I could come back alive this time. Many brothers were holding headaches there. I was also very scared, but the military orders were like a mountain... Yuzhen, my lover, goodbye.

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On the night of August 24, 26, the Republic of China, Anting, Shanghai.

It was already ten o'clock when the car arrived at Anting Station in Shanghai. The railway ahead was blown up and could not continue moving forward, so we had to get off at Anting Station. The division headquarters ordered the engineer company to be split into platoons and assigned to each regiment to fight. Our 2nd Platoon was assigned to the 306th Regiment, commander Qiu Weida, and entered the temporary command center of the 306th Regiment that night.

Yuzhen, I miss you so much, I really want to fly back to you regardless of everything.

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On August 28, 26, the Republic of China, Anting, Shanghai.

The 306th Regiment's supplies and equipment have been delivered. Commander Qiu Weida ordered the entire regiment to set off. It is said that he was going to Luodian and he was about to kill the Japanese invaders. I was very nervous. Now I just hope that the war will go smoothly. As long as the war goes smoothly, it will not be our engineers' turn to go to the battlefield. Don't worry, Yuzhen, I will definitely return to Baoji alive.

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In the early morning of August 29, 26, the Republic of China, Wudoujing, Shanghai.

Our regiment had just won a big victory and killed six or seven hundred Japanese devils. Looking at the bodies of Japanese devils lying all over the ground, I was so excited. It turned out that the little Japanese was just like this, but I was very scared. Because Simao and Hei Ergou were beaten to death, I was so afraid that they would become the same. If that were the case, I would never see Yuzhen again.

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On the morning of August 30, 26, the Republic of China, Gu Jiazhai was in Shanghai.

The bad news has been returned. More than 600 brothers of the 1st Battalion were killed in battle. Battalion Commander Liu Zhenwu also died in his country, killing the Japanese cannons and tanks. We are stepping up the modification of landmines to deal with Japanese tanks. Time is too tight and there is not enough manpower, so we can only write so much first... The handwriting in this paragraph is very sloppy, and there are also large pieces of soil stains on the pages.

Xiao Fang felt like his chest was blocked by something and could no longer read it. These diaries were very plain and did not have the empty slogans often promoted in the theme drama. They were just reluctance to give up their lovers and fear of death. But it was this real emotion that made people feel more touching and more truly the cruelty of war.

"We fought so badly in the Gu family's battle, it was so miserable..." Old Master Li was also brought back to the flying smoke of seventy years ago by Xiao Fang's voice. The explosion of Japanese large-caliber artillery shells exploded from his ears again, and the figures of comrades who had been dead for many years also appeared in front of him one by one, as if yesterday.

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"My bag, my bag..." Li Zihan woke up from a coma and reached out to touch his shoulder bag. He didn't expect to get enough time and screamed like a pig. The bag was sewn by his mother when he was in college, and the diary was also given by his first love Yuzhen.

"My bag, my bag..." The anxious Li Zihan was like Grandet who had thrown away all his treasures, letting out a heart-wrenching wail, and then jumped up from the trench desperately.

From time to time, high-speed shrapnel swished across his ears, but Li Zihan seemed to be unaware of it. He just searched everywhere on the position frantically. His cheeks were scratched by sharp shrapnel, causing blood to flow. The scorched earth made his fingers blistered. Li Zihan just searched for his bag frantically.

"Zihan, lie down!" The platoon leader Zhao Yan shouted anxiously behind him, but Li Zihan turned a deaf ear to him. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to retrieve the bag. The bag was the only relics left to him by his mother, and the diary in the bag, which was also the token of love given to him by Yuzhen.

"Boom!" Another grenade exploded dozens of meters away, and Li Zihan was overturned to the ground by the waves of air. But soon he miraculously turned over and climbed up again, and continued to search on a position filled with chaos and smoke. The emperor paid off. He finally found his bag by a crater.

Fortunately, the bag was just burned into a hole, and the debris inside was not thrown away. Only the diary given by Yuzhen was burned with a cover.

Just when Li Zihan was very grateful, he was suddenly thrown to the ground.

Then there was a bang. When Li Zihan turned his head to look at it, it was the platoon leader Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan stared at the bull's eyes and cursed: "What's your nerves about, you nerd? You told you to lie down, lie down, and your ears are stuffed with donkey hair?"

Li Zihan smiled awkwardly, and when he looked at the entire battlefield again, his heart sank. It turned out that the large-scale artillery bombardment of the Japanese army had ended, and only sporadic artillery bombardment was extending towards the depth of the 306th Regiment. Through the smoke of gunpowder, you could see that teams of Japanese soldiers were already pushing towards this side under the guidance of several tanks.

The front-fired machine gun on the Japanese tank was firing violently, and the scorching bullets were pouring over like water, dragging out tracer lines in the dark smoke. What looked beautiful was actually the Grim Reaper's sickle that reaped lives. As long as it was swept by any tracer, it would immediately end up in blood.

Suddenly, a huge roar of the tank engine sounded in front of the position. When Zhao Yan and Li Zihan looked up, they saw that two Japanese tanks had already fallen into the anti-tank trench in front. The tracks of the Japanese tanks were being crushed upside down, rolling down a large amount of soil, trying to fill the anti-tank trench and then break free from the trap.

The two tanks were trapped in anti-tank trenches, and the remaining two Japanese tanks did not dare to move forward.

However, the Japanese engineers quickly came up and began to explore the way forward to determine whether there were camouflaged anti-tank trenches.
Chapter completed!