God of Sprint

Chapter 970 Liu Zhizhu: The time has come for the Party and the people to test you!

The next day, the old man deliberately set aside half an hour just to wait for Liu Zhizhu's arrival. You know, the old man is usually very busy and handles many national affairs, but he did not hesitate to postpone these important matters just to find time to meet Liu Zhizhu. This shows how much the old man values ​​Liu Zhizhu!

When Liu Zhizhu, under the guidance of the staff, finally arrived at the legendary Northeast Sea, he became more and more nervous. He saw that the place was heavily guarded, with a guard post every ten steps and a sentry every five steps. The armed police stood straight like sculptures, watching the surroundings vigilantly. Not only that, but armed police patrolled back and forth from time to time, as if any disturbance could not escape their eyes.

Faced with such strict security measures, Liu Zhizhu couldn't help but feel a little panic, and his legs even began to tremble slightly. After all, this was not an ordinary place, but a place that ordinary people could hardly reach in their entire lives.

When the staff knocked on the door gently and heard a low voice of "Come in", he pushed the door open carefully. As soon as he entered, his eyes were attracted by the old man sitting on the sofa.

The old man slowly stood up from the sofa, smiling, and stretched out a hand, as if waiting for him to come. Liu Zhizhu couldn't help but feel a sense of panic in his heart, he felt that he was really not qualified to make this respected old man wait like this.

He quickly quickened his pace and trotted towards the old man, stretching out his hands to meet the old man's outstretched hand. The moment he touched the old man's hand, he felt a warmth and strength coming over him.

At this moment his lips were trembling a little, and he stammered, "Hello...Leader!" There was a hint of nervousness in his voice.

The old man smiled and responded: "Hello, Mr. Liu!"

When Liu Zhizhu heard this, he panicked and waved his hands quickly, saying, "Leader, I...I am not worthy of the title of sir!"

The old man didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "You deserve it. Please take a seat! After you sit down, I will tell you why you deserve it."

After sitting down, the old man slowly raised his hand and tremblingly pointed to the already very blurry black-and-white photo on the wall. In the photo, a group of people gathered together tightly, their faces became blurred under the erosion of time, but from their postures and expressions, it seemed that the tension and expectation of those years could still be felt.

The old man's voice was a little hoarse. He slowly said to Liu Zhizhu: "Can you tell when this photo was taken?"

Liu Zhizhu stared at the photo, carefully examining the details, and then hesitantly replied: "Well... it should be about 50 or 60 years!"

The old man smiled slightly, revealing a look of relief. He said softly, "It's been fifty-two years! This is a photo of the group of people who went to Lop Nur back then!"

Hearing the word "Lop Nur", Liu Zhizhu's heart was shocked, and he immediately thought of many legends and stories related to it. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Lop Nur?"

The old man nodded, a gleam of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "Yes, they are the people you imagined! They resolutely embarked on the journey to Lop Nur, hiding their identities and devoting everything they have to that mysterious and dangerous place. They did this so that our country, the Flower Planting Family, could have its own sword!"

The old man's voice gradually became low, and his tone was full of emotion and helplessness: "Some of them, after going there, never returned home in their entire lives. They didn't even get to see their parents when they passed away. And when their children grew up, they didn't even know what their father looked like..."

The old man stared at the photo, his eyes revealing a deep respect and emotion. He slowly said: "They are all people we admire and respect! It is because of them that we flower growers can have such a lofty status today. Their achievements are indelible!"

The old man's voice was a little low, but full of power. He continued: "Perhaps, as time goes by, their children will gradually forget their appearance and faces, but we will not forget, and the country will not forget! This photo is posted in this office. Its existence is to let us, generation after generation, always remember the great contributions of these unsung heroes!"

The old man's words were like a warm current flowing in the air, which moved people. He paused, then raised his finger and pointed to the other photos on the wall one by one.

"Look, there are still some people here," said the old man, "Steel Company 7, Red Company 5, Ice Sculpture Company..." His voice paused for each name, as if these names carried endless stories and emotions.

The people in these photos are all heroes who once went to the battlefield without hesitation for the national dignity of the flower-growing countries. They used their flesh and blood to defend the country's territory and the safety of the people.

The old man's gaze lingered on these photos for a long time. Finally, he said firmly: "I will remember them, history will remember them, and the people will remember them forever!"

Liu Zhizhu's eyes gradually became moist, and tears rolled down his cheeks. He thought of his father, the man who once wore a military uniform and defended his country. The old man's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart.

"Yes, we can live our current life and stand up because they were lying there." Liu Zhizhu's voice trembled slightly, "My father was also a soldier!"

The old man stared at Liu Zhizhu, his eyes serious and firm. He slowly asked: "I have learned that your father was injured on the battlefield. So, are you willing to follow in his footsteps?"

Liu Zhizhu looked at the old man in surprise, as if this question was beyond his expectations. "Me? Join the army?"

He was not afraid of joining the army, but his age and physical condition were definitely not suitable for it.

The old man shook his head and explained, "No, not joining the army, but fighting in another way, just like them!" His finger pointed to the photo of Lop Nur. The faces of the people in the photo were blurred, but their figures appeared extremely tall.

"From now on, you will remain anonymous, maybe for a short time, maybe for a long time."

The old man's words revealed a sense of mission, "This is a test from the Party and the people!"

When Liu Zhizhu heard this, his heart was like a storm, and he was greatly shocked. The meaning of this sentence was that his achievements surpassed his father's, and he could even have a separate household in the family tree! Who could easily refuse such glory and status?

After all, it is a supreme honor to have the four golden characters "People's Hero" engraved on the stone tablet after death! When the stone tablet is erected there, even passing dogs have to bow before leaving.