They are the prototype of the movie "Fang Hua" set in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, and they are the protagonists of the shocking battlefield photo "Death Kiss".
They were two young men, two ordinary soldiers in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, the male soldier was called Zhao Weijun, born in 1965, a native of Gansu, and the female nurse was called Zhang Ru, born in 1965, whose ancestral home was Jiangxi.
If it weren't for the war, they would certainly be like two parallel lines that could never intersect. But because they shared a common ideal, they went to the front line together and performed a moving story at the same time and in the same place.
Because of a just war, the counterattack against the Vietnamese self-defense, Zhao Weijun and Zhang Ru, two young people, met.
The self-defense counterattack against Vietnam took place on February 17, 1979, and the main battlefield ended on March 5. However, later, Vietnam did not measure up to its own strength, and after the end of the main battlefield, it continued to provoke our side, always creating friction on the borders of China and Vietnam, and even leading to bloodshed.
Therefore, in the case of escalating contradictions between the two countries, Vietnam and China have been friction for several years and have experienced many battles, such as the Battle of Farka Mountain, the Battle of Lao Shan, and the Battle of Zheyin Mountain.
The Battle of Lao Shan lasted the longest and most arduous, from 1984 to 1989, a full 5 years.
Our story today, Laoshan "Death Kiss": the nurse gives a kiss and lets the 18-year-old soldier realize his love dream before the sacrifice, which happened at the most fierce time in the Battle of Laoshan.
In 1983, the 18-year-old Zhang Ru, who was in a young age, joined the army and became a beautiful and quiet hygienist in the 139th Division Hospital in the military uniform team.
Zhang Ru was jealous and hateful, brave and courageous. She actively came to the front line, baptized by cannon fodder, she carried a stretcher, she healed the wounded, she sweated, risked the risk of sacrifice at any time, shuttled through the cannon fire, burning the years of passion.
In 1985, with the ideal of serving the country, Zhao Weijun also put on a military uniform, became a member of the 5th Company of the 421st Regiment of the 141st Division of the Volunteer Army, and became a deputy squad leader.
Zhao Wei's soldiers were small and ambitious, so he carried a steel gun and volunteered to go to the laoshan battlefield.
The Battle of Lao Shan was fought very fiercely, our army charged again and again, and the Vietnamese army counterattacked again and again by virtue of its advantage of terrain. The two sides glued in the midst of gunfire, up and down for a moment.
In the most difficult moment, 18-year-old Zhao Weijun signed up to take the lead, he and his comrades-in-arms put aside life and death, and used their flesh and blood to interpret what is not afraid of danger and what is to serve the country.
In the artillery fire, not only the bullets do not have long eyes, but the mines on the ground are also everywhere, and traps are everywhere.
A mine exploded next to Zhao Weijun, and then he was seriously injured and carried back by his comrades-in-arms!
Zhao Weijun was in a coma at that time, and it was not clear whether he was dead or alive, and he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor!
Surgery must be performed immediately!
Zhang Ru and several other nurses carried Zhao Weijun as if they were flying, and time was life.
Zhao Weijun was taken to the field hospital.
It is said to be a hospital, but the conditions are too simple.
Simple tent, lack of medical treatment.
Zhao Weijun's legs were amputated, which in itself was very unfortunate. But in order to save his life, the doctor had to do this.
What's more, after the operation, Zhao Weijun continued to fight with the God of Death, and his wound was suppurative and infected.
More fierce than less auspicious!
At stake!
Zhao Weijun was waiting for the transfer and went to the hospital in better condition for treatment.
However, when Zhang Ru and others carried a stretcher out of the mountain area to wait for rescue, Zhao Weijun was not in a good state.
The situation is getting worse.
Zhao Weijun was sometimes drowsy and sometimes awake, and he seemed to know that his condition was not optimistic.
Yes, as we all know, his time is running out.
When he was sober, Zhao Weijun pleaded with Zhang Ru to turn his head in the direction of his hometown of Gansu.
Zhao Weijun asked Zhang Ru to stop and wipe their sweat. He knew these female nurses were too tired and he was upset with his sisters!
At the moment of rest, Zhao Weijun intermittently said in the direction of his hometown,
Mom and Dad, be loyal to the country, I did it! I have no complaints and no regrets! But I can't do filial piety for you, you must take good care of yourself!
In the end, Zhao Weijun seemed to have something difficult to say, and he wanted to stop talking.
With Zhang Ru's encouragement, he said with difficulty that he was 18 years old, but he did not know the taste of love, and he felt a little regretful.
"Sister, can you hug me?"
Zhang Ru felt very sad when she heard it, she had long wanted to let this young man go warmer, but she didn't think of a way.
Therefore, Zhang Ru did not hesitate, choked and nodded, leaned down, hugged Zhao Weijun tightly, and then gently kissed him on the cheek.
Zhao Weijun smiled, very satisfied, and happiness rippled on his face that was gradually losing its blood color.
Soon, Zhao Weijun died peacefully in Zhang Ru's arms.
Zhang Ru shouted Zhao Weijun's name loudly, and wrapped her arms around his body with force, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.
Zhang Ru felt that she was holding the dearest and most beloved person! He was still fighting the enemy on the battlefield a few days ago, but in the blink of an eye, they were already separated by yin and yang.
She lost her comrades-in-arms, and his parents lost their sons. Great compassion on earth, but that's it.
Zhao Weijun sang with his life, "There is a beautiful flower in the world, that is the youth Tufanghua..."
The blood of martyrs is flowing to defend their families and defend the country, and they are people with capital letters!
Soon, Zhao Weijun was awarded the "First Class Merit"!
The women's ambulance team to which Zhang Ru belonged made immortal battle merits due to the tests of various blood and fire, and won the collective second class merit.
Zhang Ru also won the "third class merit" with his outstanding personal performance and became an excellent Communist Party member.
Zhang Ru later changed careers and worked at the university, and her life was busy and fulfilling.
The death of Zhao Weijun has left a deep imprint on Zhang Ru's heart, and in countless days and nights of deep silence, it will always reappear like a movie.
Their friendship that spanned life and death made Zhang Ru take action and had to do something! To pass on love, to love their families for their comrades-in-arms.
In 2011, Zhang Ru launched the "mission journey" of "paying tribute to the heroic souls of martyrs and caring for the relatives of martyrs", to pay attention to the relatives of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country on behalf of the martyrs who were buried underground, and to complete their unfinished obligations and responsibilities.
Zhang Ru had great love in her heart and used her true feelings to illuminate the families of martyrs who needed comfort the most on the earth, who had torn their hearts and lungs like pain.
In a few years, Zhang Ru visited 32 counties and municipalities in 9 provinces to comfort the relatives of dozens of martyrs. Everywhere I go, I always feel sincere, always hug and cry!
On May 1, 2015, Zhang Ru went to the graveyard of his comrade-in-arms Zhao Weijun, who had sacrificed for 29 years, to remember the lucky and unfortunate little soldier who let Zhang Ru give his first kiss, and his life was frozen in the 18-year-old little soldier.
Zhang Ru has spent her life interpreting the love of innocent and holy, warm and passionate kisses for the most lovely people!
This should also be the true connotation of "Dead Kiss".