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In the winter of 1950, on the battlefield of Changjin Lake, the wind and snow, the extremely cold weather and the fierce artillery fire turned this land into a purgatory on earth.
In that tragic battle, his company was almost completely wiped out, and he was the only one who miraculously survived.
However, this is not the end of victory, but the beginning of his struggle against fate.
After 93 days of treatment and 47 surgeries, he returned tenaciously from the brink of the "living dead".
So, after experiencing the test of life and death, how did he spend his later life?
Life and death on the battlefield, he was the only one left in the whole company
In the winter of 1950, the Changjin Lake battlefield was shrouded in a vast white, and the extremely cold weather of minus 40 degrees froze the earth as hard as iron, and even breathing seemed to freeze the lungs.
Snowflakes and the cold wind beat everyone mercilessly, and the only sound of the wind and the occasional explosion of artillery fire was heard in their ears.
In the Battle of Changjin Lake, Zhu Yanfu's company soldiers were overturned to the ground in the shock wave of the bomb, and the blood spread rapidly in the snow, forming a piercing red.
The sound of screams, cries for help, and explosions mixed together was breathless.
Feeling the bullet penetrate his body, the tearing pain caused him to lose his balance and fall on the wreckage-strewn snow.
Zhu Yanfu's blood gushed out of the wound, and the cold wind wrapped him even harder.
He tried to stand up, but found that his body had long since lost his voice, his legs were unable to move due to blood loss, and his hands were unconscious from the cold.
He lay on his back on the snow, his vision blurred, and the sound of gunfire and explosions in his ears became distant, as if he were isolated from the world.
After a long time, Zhu Yanfu tried to open his eyes and saw those comrades who had died not far away, lying motionless in the snow, as if they had entered eternal sleep.
Suddenly, a strong sense of loneliness came over him, and he knew that he was now the only one left in the entire company.
Inner pain and physical pain are intertwined, and he desperates for relief, but the instinct to survive does not make him give up.
Despite the stiffness of his limbs and the sharp pain of his wounds, he used his last strength to move his body.
Every time he crawled, it was like tearing pain, but he told himself that he couldn't fall like this, and he had to live.
He endured the cold, pain, and exhaustion, moving step by step with almost mechanical movements, until the faint cry for help was finally heard by the search and rescue team in the distance.
When he was carried on the stretcher, he had long since lost consciousness, but the perseverance and tenacity on his face were still clearly visible.
The struggle on the line of life and death, the reconstruction of body and spirit,
By the time he was taken to the rear hospital, his body was almost unrecognizable from the cold and pain.
Doctors were shocked by his injuries: the bullet had pierced his chest, his left leg was barely saved from severe frostbite, and his life could be extinguished at any moment due to prolonged blood loss and frostbite.
At one point, the doctors even thought he would not survive the night, and everyone called him the "living dead".
However, it was this battle with death that led to his miraculous survival.
His body was lying on the operating table, the lights were dazzling, and the doctors were busy debridement, stitching up his wounds, and racing against death again and again.
In the operating room, the cold is still not dissipated, as if the cruel aura of the battlefield is still entrenched in this place at the junction of life and death.
Every time the knife goes down, it is accompanied by pain, but also with hope.
After the first round of surgery, he miraculously survived, and although his breathing was weak and his heart was unsteady, doctors knew that there was an even tougher battle ahead of him.
Over the next 93 days, he underwent a total of 47 surgeries.
Each operation is like a restart of life, with doctors repeatedly cleaning up carrion and repairing tissues in an effort to save life while minimizing disability.
However, with each operation, his physical strength became weaker and weaker, and various organs in his body gradually faced the threat of failure.
After each anesthetic awakening, he was greeted not by the hope of recovery, but by intense pain and endless exhaustion.
Even so, he still survived strongly, and the desire to survive in his heart was never extinguished.
In the end, through the tireless efforts of the doctors, he overcame the threat of death and survived the challenge of 47 surgeries.
Doctors excitedly say it's a "medical miracle."
However, when he woke up and saw that his limbs had been amputated, he instantly collapsed, because he felt that he had been a "waste man".
However, it was only under the careful persuasion of the medical staff that he was pulled back from the brink of collapse.
"Yes, I'm not afraid of death, now that I've finally picked up a life, what qualifications do I have to die? Even if I am a comrade-in-arms, I have to live well. ”
After that, he recuperated, he was faltering, unable to move, and with every step he took, the pain in his left leg felt like a knife.
He needs to rely on crutches to support his body, and when he walks, the weight of his whole body is concentrated on the right side, and the healing of wounds does not completely eliminate the pain, but becomes the norm in his life.
Despite this, he never complained, and the pain was nothing to him.
Build your hometown
When he returned to his hometown of Yiyuan County, Shandong Province, after the war, his life changed dramatically.
The former comrades-in-arms were gone, and the family and villagers had a little more awe in their eyes, and in 1957, the villagers voted to become the village party secretary here.
At first, he did not choose to live a comfortable life, but used farmland as a new battlefield.
His leg lost most of its function due to severe frostbite, but he did not give up on life because of it.
Armed with crutches and prosthetic limbs, he endured the pain in his legs, and got up early every day to go to the fields and plough and sow seeds himself.
For him, farming is not only for livelihood, but also for spiritual self-salvation.
He once said to his neighbors: "I did not fall on the battlefield, and I will not be defeated by these little things." ”
Villagers often saw him dragging his disabled leg and sweating in the fields, and this tenacity became an example for a generation in his hometown.
Not only that, but when he saw that the people in the village were living in difficulty, he took the initiative to stand up and help them.
There is an elderly man in the village who is unable to work normally due to the trauma of the war and is struggling to make ends meet.
After learning about it, although his economic conditions were limited, he took the initiative to repair the houses for the elderly, and even regularly brought food grown by his family to solve his living problems.
The old man once said movingly: "Not only is he strong, but he also pulls us people to stand up together." ”
He also promoted a compulsory education support project in the village.
He saw that many children in the village could not afford to continue their education due to their poor family background, so he took the initiative to contact the school in the town to win the opportunity for the children to study for free.
Not only did he donate himself, but he also mobilized more villagers to join in and help the children buy school bags, stationery and clothes.
He often said, "Children are our future, and we can't let them lose opportunities because of poverty." ”
These actions made him not only a hero in the village, but also a role model for the people.
In 2019, he won the honorary title of "People's Model", but he was not proud, but continued to choose to be a low-key person and help everyone wholeheartedly.
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