Summary of military stories

① Are there any touching stories about soldiers?

There is an article in my space called "It would be strange if you didn't shed tears after reading this". It tells the story of the mother of the martyr on the Laoshan frontline who had no money to go to the hospital. It was very touching to see my son’s grave

② The group storyline of soldiers

Soldiers’ assault

③ The story of soldiers can be summarized in 5 or 6 sentences< /p>

Entering the army with pride

Being sad and tired every day

Being willing to sacrifice and willing to suffer

Leaving the army after going through hardships

Thinking back on the years of being a soldier

It’s hard to say whether it’s wrong or right

④ Military stories

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⑤ Who knows a short story about the Red Army? Just summarize it.

Jiangsu Education Edition textbook text "Laoshanjie"

We decided to climb a thirty-mile-high Yaoshan Mountain. It is called Yuechengling on the map, and its local name is Laoshanjie. .

We set off in the afternoon and walked up the ravine. I don’t know why I couldn’t move forward. I waited for a long time before taking a few steps, and then I had to stop and wait. The team was packed tightly, and when they got tired of standing, they would sit down by the roadside. When the people in front of them shouted "Go, go, go," they would stand up and start walking again. I wish I could walk a little longer, but I have to stop after walking a few times. It was getting late and they were hungry. Many people screamed and cursed in annoyance. We stole a moment and ran to the front. The terrain gradually became steeper. We had overtaken our own column and ran to the tail of the "Red Star" column. We happened to find a house on the side of the road at the turning point, so we went in to take a rest.

This is a family of Yao people, a mother and a daughter. The man probably went to hide somewhere because he heard about the team, and followed his habit.

"Sister-in-law, I'd like to let you rest here."

"Please come and sit inside." She said with a somewhat frightened expression. The team still moved forward very slowly. We started chatting with the Yao people. According to our experience along the way, no matter who they are, no matter how afraid they are of us at first, as long as we explain clearly to them what the Red Army is, their worries will turn into joy and they will become very friendly with us. Today we have to give the Yao people a try.

We talked about the Red Army, about exorbitant taxes, about Guangxi warlords forbidding Yao people from practicing their religion and killing Yao people, and about her life here. The woman began to cry.

She said that she once had land, but the Han people drove them away from their land. Now I live on this barren mountain and farm other people's land, and I have to pay a very heavy rent every year. She said: "The exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes in Guangxi are particularly heavy on the Yao people, and the Guangxi warlords particularly bully the Yao people. If only your Red Army had come earlier, we would not have suffered like this."

She asked us Are you hungry? This question touches our heart. She took out the little rice she had and put it on a wooden stove in the middle of the room to cook porridge. She apologized to us and said that she didn't have much rice or a big pot, so she would cook more for the troops. We gave her money, but she didn’t want it. Finally, a comrade we knew came and brought a bag of rice, which was enough for three days. Although we knew clearly that there was a shortage of food in front of us, we still gave the whole bag of rice to her. She accepted it with great joy.

The troops had to march at night today. Her house and fence were all made of dead bamboo. We were afraid that someone would tear them down and use them as torches, so we wrote a few slogans and posted them in conspicuous places outside with rice soup. , informing our troops that they are not allowed to tear down fences and use them as torches. We asked the Yao people and found out that there was a bamboo forest ahead that could be cut down to make torches, so we sent people to the bamboo forest ahead to make preparations.

The porridge tastes very sweet, because I am really hungry. We also served bowls to the Yao people mother and daughter. After asking about the journey ahead, I found out that there is a place called Leigongyan, which is very steep. It goes up the mountain for thirty miles and down the mountain for fifteen miles. Beyond that is the edge of Tangfang. We haven't reached the bottom of the mountain yet.

Our team came, and we spared some water for everyone to drink. Moving forward all the way, we arrived at the foot of the mountain after dark. As expected, there were many bamboo forests.

The sky was full of stars, and the torches were lit.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, I saw many torches arranged in a zigzag shape, all the way to the sky. When pressed against the starlight, it was impossible to tell whether they were torches or stars. Da Zhen is a wonder that I have never seen in my life.

Everyone knew how steep the mountain was. They couldn’t help but feel nervous and shouted back and forth, trying to make an effort to climb over the mountain quickly.

"Don't fall behind!"

"Don't fall behind and be a tortoise!"

"We are holding up to the sky!"

Everyone laughed after hearing this.

Go up step by step on the zigzag road. Looking up, the torches are lining up to the sky little by little above the head; looking down, it's like a cliff, with the torches shining on people's faces, right under their feet.

After walking for a long time, suddenly I could no longer walk ahead. Word came that there was another section of road ahead that was on a cliff and the horse couldn't climb it. After waiting for more than one o'clock, the order was given to sleep here to avoid climbing the mountain early tomorrow morning.

Just sleep here? How? It was impossible to go down and sleep in the bamboo forest. But sleeping on the road? The road is only about a foot wide. Wouldn't it be possible to turn over in the middle of the night and fall down? Moreover, the stones on the road are very uneven, and it will definitely hurt you to death after sleeping there for one night.

But there was no other way. I had to wrap myself in a blanket and lie down with my heart on my side. Because I was so tired, I fell asleep after a while.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up and felt a biting coldness, piercing my muscles and bones, and my whole body was shivering. I rolled the blanket tighter and curled up, but still couldn't fall asleep. The twinkling stars in the sky are like gems on the black curtain. They are so close to us! The black mountain peaks stand in front of you like giants. The surrounding mountains surround the valley like a well. There were several fires burning above and below; comrades who had woken up from the cold were talking quietly around the fires. Otherwise, there is silence. There are inscrutable sounds in my ears, very far yet very close, very loud yet very finely chopped, like spring silkworms chewing mulberry leaves, like wild horses galloping on the plains, like mountain springs whimpering, like waves. Surging. I don't know when I fell asleep again.

I was woken up at dawn and told that I was ready to leave. Someone brought food up from the bottom of the mountain. No matter what, he grabbed a bowl and ate it.

Another order was passed, asking the team to climb the mountain no matter what today. Because the mountain road is difficult to walk, you need to be urged along the way. A few of us stopped again, immediately wrote slogans, and assigned people to go down and up the mountain to shout slogans, give speeches, and help patients and transporters. Be busy for a while and then move forward.

After walking not far, I saw the road on the cliff mentioned last night, also known as Leigongyan. It was indeed extremely steep. It was almost a ninety-degree vertical stone staircase, only one foot long. How wide it is; there is a cliff next to it. Although it is not very deep, it is scary enough. There have been many horses gathered at the foot of the cliff. They were unable to pass last night and had to wait until the whole column had passed today. Some of them fell off the cliff and broke their foot bones.

Cross this stone staircase very carefully. Although the road above is still steep, it is not that steep anymore. Walk along, checking the signs along the way. I gradually fell behind and did some agitation work.

We have finished climbing this very steep mountain. I thought that thirty miles of mountains was just that. But a Yao man happened to come and talk to him, and I realized that it was still far away. There were still more than twenty miles of very steep mountains.

Neither yesterday’s dinner nor today’s breakfast were full. I am very hungry and not strong enough, but I must have the courage to move forward. Along the way, I saw that the slogans that had been sent up before were used up, so I wrote slogans all the way. When you are too tired to walk, simply lie on the ground for a while.

I am almost reaching the top of the mountain, but I have fallen far behind. Many transporters have gone to the front, leaving only medical personnel and covering troops. The medical staff worked really hard because the mountain was steep, so the wounded and sick had to be carried off stretchers and needed someone to support them. The female comrades among the medical staff are very brave. They are still comforting and helping the wounded and sick everywhere, and they don't feel tired at all. Looking back towards the road we came from, those hills have become "dwarfs". The sound of machine gunfire was very dense, probably from the place where we set out yesterday, the 5th and 8th Army Corps were firing at the enemy. I could still hear the sighs of enemy planes in the distance, probably sighing at my own fate: Why not go to the anti-Japanese front to show off my skills?

When we reached the top of the mountain, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

It suddenly occurred to me: I will build a monument here in the future and write down that on a certain day of a certain year and month, the Red Army passed by here when they went north to fight against Japan. I took a long breath and sat on the top of the mountain to rest for a while. Looking back at the team, there were only a few people left to cross the mountain without a group. We completed the task and instilled a strong will into the hearts of everyone in the entire column. Hunger, fatigue and even the pain of injury were overcome by this will. The difficult mountain boundary was defeated by a cumbersome team like ours.

The fifteen miles down the mountain is also very steep. We ran down in one breath, so fast. There are several beautiful scenery along the way. In the dense woods, silver-like spring water flows down the mountain, and it is crystal clear. Beside each stream, there are many soldiers using washbasins, rice boxes, and teapots to cook porridge and eat. Although we were also very hungry, we still ran down the mountain to the campsite.

This time over the mountains, the troops began to develop a new habit: using wash basins, rice boxes, and tea jars to cook and eat. This habit has been maintained for a long time.

Laoshanjie was the first difficult mountain we passed during the Long March. But after we walked through the Jinsha River, Dadu River, snow-capped mountains, and grasslands, we realized that the difficulties in Laoshan were still very small compared to these places.

⑥ Soldier’s Story

1. On November 14, 2006, Li Jianying was flying back from a training mission when he was hit by a flock of pigeons and the engine stopped in the air. At this time, the height of the aircraft is 194 meters, and parachuting can save your life. In 16 seconds, in order to protect people's lives and national property, he gave up the opportunity to escape by parachuting three times and chose to make an emergency landing without hesitation.

During the emergency landing, the aircraft was blocked by a water channel slope protection above the ground, exploded and disintegrated, and Comrade Li Jianying died heroically. In 16 seconds, he used his life to write a beautiful hymn of the people's army's love for the people. Li Jianying has been awarded second-class merit once and third-class merit twice. On December 6, 2006, the Air Force Party Committee posthumously awarded him first-class merit and the "Air Force Meritorious Flying Personnel" gold medal of honor.

2. In a military operation more than 20 years ago, Ding Xiaobing lost his right arm. When the hero was surrounded by flowers and praises, a college student from Nanjing University of Aeronautics wrote him a letter. The words in the letter surprised Ding Xiaobing: To become a hero, you have only passed the first level. If you have such an opportunity, I might as well be a hero.

I don’t admire you now. If there are still deeds from you in 10 or 20 years, by then, you will fully deserve the title of hero.

Twenty years have passed, and Ding Xiaobing has never forgotten this letter. From the company instructor, officer, battalion instructor, director of the regiment political office to the regiment political commissar, Ding Xiaobing handed over an excellent "reply letter": the group he led has won 248 medals, certificates and 36 trophies.

3. During the earthquake relief battle in Sichuan in May 2008, Li Long, who had served as the deputy captain of the special service brigade of the Zhengzhou Public Security Fire Detachment, and his comrades were not afraid of sacrifice and continued to fight in extremely dangerous circumstances. During the battle, 57 people were rescued from the rubble, five of whom survived, including Li Qingsong who was trapped for 104 hours and Bian Gangfen who was trapped for 124 hours, creating miracles of life rescue one after another.

Li Long has participated in more than 3,170 fire-fighting and rescue battles, rescued more than 760 people in distress, and made outstanding contributions to protecting the safety of the people. He has won first-class personal merit once, second-class merit once, and third-class merit three times; he has won honorary titles such as the "May 4th Youth Medal", the "Fire Fighting and Rescue Vanguard" of the Public Security Fire Force, and the "National Earthquake Relief Model".

4. On May 13, 2008, when the troops received an order to rush to the disaster area, Wu Wenbin was told to stay behind. The usually mild-tempered man became anxious and insisted on going to the front line. On the evening of June 17, he and his comrades braved heavy rain to unload all eight trucks of 50-ton prefabricated house building materials, and then collapsed on the muddy ground from exhaustion. That night, he ended his young life due to excessive pulmonary hemorrhage due to overexertion.

5. On the morning of November 30, 2007, Meng Xiangbin took his wife Ye Qinghua and daughter to the city for shopping. When passing Tongji Bridge, a young woman committed suicide and jumped from the bridge more than 10 meters high. Meng Xiangbin rushed to the bridge, took off his clothes, and jumped into the water to save people regardless of the cold water.

As the motorboat coming to the rescue gradually approached them, Meng Xiangbin used his last strength to lift the young woman out of the water and handed her into the hands of the rescuers, but he sank into the water again. On December 4, at the funeral of Meng Xiangbin, nearly 30,000 people from Jinhua City, Zhejiang Province rushed to the Jinhua Funeral Home from all directions to see off Meng Xiangbin, a hero who sacrificed himself to save others.

⑦ The most touching military story

On November 30, 2007, Meng Xiangbin died heroically to save a young girl who committed suicide by jumping into the river.

At about 11 o'clock on November 30, Meng Xiangbin had just completed his training mission and returned to the army. He used his break to go shopping in the city with his wife and 3-year-old daughter, who were temporarily visiting relatives in the team. When passing Tongji Bridge, a cry of "Help, someone is about to jump into the river" suddenly came from the crowd. Meng Xiangbin followed the sound and saw a young woman throwing away her mobile phone and jumping into the river from a bridge more than 10 meters high. She was floating up and down in the water. The situation was very critical. Meng Xiangbin said, "It's too late," and quickly took off his jacket and shoes, jumped onto the bridge railing, jumped into the cold river, and swam hard to the woman who committed suicide. Meng Xiangbin struggled to lift the drowning woman out of the water again and again. Because the river was wide and the water was cold, he and the woman gradually sank due to lack of physical strength. At this time, a speedboat came approaching after hearing the news, and Meng Xiangbin used his last strength to lift the woman out of the water. The speedboat staff pulled the woman onto the speedboat, but Meng Xiangbin sank into the river and gave up his 28-year-old life. Meng Xiangbin's feat shocked the local people. Many passers-by at the scene participated in the search and rescue and provided clues; after Meng Xiangbin died, all walks of life donated money and materials to express condolences to his relatives; local media reported on Meng Xiangbin's deeds of sacrificing himself to save others. Afterwards, people spontaneously placed wreaths and bouquets, hung elegiac couplets, lit candles, bowed and saluted on the Tongji Bridge in Wujiang, Jinhua City, Zhejiang Province, to express their condolences.

⑧ Bing’s story summarizes the main content

A car was trapped in the wind and snow. Bing gave his coat to the driver who went to ask for help, and gave his hat to an old man. Uncle, gave the glove to the little girl... In the end, in order to prevent the car from sliding down, he supported the car with his body and died in the end.

⑨ A tearful 100-word military story

At 6 pm on the 13th, 200 special police officers from Tianjin rushed to the scene for rescue. As of 2 pm on the 14th, the rescue had been successful. More than 400 people trapped in Beichuan County, Jingjia Village, Kuzhuba Reservoir, power station and other places were rescued. However, he was unable to do anything because the only rescue tools he had were a shovel and a steel drill. The special police were helpless to deal with the children who were trapped in the rubble and asked for help. They did not dare to pry open the floor slabs for fear that the whole building would collapse; nor did they dare to use rough methods to carry out rescue operations. The SWAT officers were helpless and wept as they comforted the children and burst into tears as they walked out of the playground. (Men don’t shed tears easily, but it’s just not the time to be sad.) At 12:20 on the 14th, 15 paratroopers wrote a suicide note and jumped from an altitude of 4,999 meters. Finally, they successfully parachuted into Maoxian County and made their first landing in Maoxian County for the first time. The disaster situation in Maoxian County was reported back. In daily training, these airborne troops only need to parachute at a height of several hundred meters. This is the first time the Air Force has used parachute to participate in earthquake relief in a complex plateau area without ground command and guidance, without ground signs, and without meteorological data. These 15 earthquake warriors, who put life and death at risk, explained to us the "People's Soldiers" in times of crisis. "The ultimate meaning. (At the risk of life, the People's Liberation Army always charges forward at critical moments, regardless of safety) A soldier's letter for help on Tianya: "Why are the losses caused by the Jiangyou earthquake not reported on TV now? My wife is now 7 months old I'm pregnant, I don't have food and water, I contacted you once this morning, I'm so hungry... There is no rescue team going to Jiangyou, and there was no report of the disaster in Jiangyou. Our troops are on standby for disaster relief in Wenchuan, Sichuan. I am willing to devote all my efforts to rescue my wife. It may be difficult for me to contact her. ,,Although no matter what, I will try my best to rescue the fellows from the Wenchuan disaster relief area,,,but I hope that the fellows in Jiangyou can bring some food with her, even a bottle of mineral water,,,please fellows,,, She is now in a truck on the road in front of China Telecom in Maluwan.

My name is Wang Zhuo, I’m a teacher, I’m asking for help from fellow villagers,,, I’m pleading from a soldier who went to Wenchuan for disaster relief. I know that no one in Jiangyou will be able to see this post. I hope people outside can contact the compatriots in Jiangyou to help post it. , thank you for just one minute (the cutest person in modern times, and an example of sacrificing his own family for everyone. I am very pleased to hear that his wife was saved)