These scenes, all from the past?
Could it be... a historical reenactment?!
The viewers savored the streamer's words,
feeling something explode in their minds, their scalps tingling.
Lingering obsessions…
In the era of raging war, what were the obsessions of those ancestors?
What were they unwilling to let go of, even in death?
Was it the future?
A future without war, where all Yanhuang descendants could live in peace and prosperity?
The bullet comment section suddenly fell silent.
Because,
Every Yanhuang descendant in front of the screen,
clearly remembered,
how their current prosperity came to be.
It was licking blood from the tip of a blade, a buildup of flesh and blood, the unity of hundreds of millions!
Behind them,
were countless resilient souls!
Those figures in the flames of war!
Pushing them forward, opening the door to peace for them!
…
Bang—!
The flames of war fell onto the sand, kicking up a large amount of yellow dust.
Obscuring most of the view.
As the camera zoomed in slightly, the impact of the explosion could be felt even more.
In those trenches,
viewers saw scattered, prone bodies.
They wore no uniform, just coarse cloth from ordinary families.
Guns in their hands, bandages wrapped around multiple places on their bodies.
The white gauze soaked with blood.
Then covered by fine yellow sand and black earth.
Without a sound.
Seeing this scene,
many viewers in the live stream suddenly felt their eyes sting.
Those who were older, watching the stream with their younger family members,
couldn't help but shed tears of old age.
They had experienced those difficult times, witnessed the journey of Zhonghua Jia to where it is today.
"It wasn't easy, they were all just children…"
The old man with gray hair and missing teeth wiped his tears.
He murmured with a hoarse voice.
…
The flames of war continued for a while, then gradually ceased.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.
In a moment of silence.
A wisp of white smoke rose from the pile of corpses in the trench, piercing through the thick gunpowder smoke.
Transforming into a human-like phantom, it stepped onto the flat pedestrian street paved with bricks.
His face and body were dirty, a blood-stained bandage wrapped around his forehead.
His cloth shoes had two holes.
His frame was thin, appearing young.
Only his eyes were dark and bright.
"Where… where is this place?"
His voice carried a local accent, somewhat dry.
His tone was filled with confusion.
The road before him didn't look like a road.
It looked more like a place where immortals lived.
Flat, clean, with trees planted in the middle, enclosed by fences.
The houses on both sides looked too tall, too beautiful.
The sunlight that fell upon them seemed to glow.
Pat!
The owner of a small supermarket nearby, who was dusting the shelves, widened his eyes.
Tilting his head, he looked at the 'person' who had appeared out of nowhere on the street.
His mouth was agape in astonishment.
The feather duster in his hand fell to the ground with a pat.
"In broad… broad daylight… I've seen a ghost!?"
The middle-aged owner stammered, unsure how to react.
In broad daylight,
should he… should he run?
This commotion also brought the soldier back to his senses.
He looked at the middle-aged owner, slapped his thigh, as if suddenly remembering something.
He hurried over,
amidst the owner's astonished steps backward, he called out:
"Fellow villager, what place is this?"
The middle-aged owner looked at him warily and blurted out, "Hongyang Road, Fenghua District, Y Province!"
The soldier blinked, "Hong… Hongyang Road? Do you know where Sanlitun is? I need to go to Sanlitun."
The middle-aged owner was also confused, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."
He secretly glanced at the soldier's feet and confirmed there was no shadow.
The owner swallowed, wanting only to quickly send this person away.
He said, "You can use your phone for navigation."
A hint of embarrassment appeared on the soldier's dirty face,
"Fellow villager, what is a phone?"
…
While the two were talking.
The live stream had already exploded.
This soldier was clearly one of the ancestors who sacrificed themselves in history!
Now,
he was likely the awakened obsession the streamer had mentioned!
"Without them, there would be no us today! Everyone, please help, let's find Sanlitun together and help him fulfill his obsession!"
"I've found several Sanlituns!"
"Times have changed, many place names have changed, they might not be on the internet!"
"Does anyone know that supermarket owner? Ask him first, what is this ancestor going to Sanlitun for?"
Many viewers began to act.
Some researching, some looking for people.
Racing against time, eager to help in any way they could.
To allow this ancestor's obsession to be fulfilled.
Because,
At the entrance of the small supermarket, during the conversation between the soldier and the middle-aged owner, his feet had already begun to dissipate.
This meant that,
in at most ten minutes, this obsession would completely vanish.
"Brothers, hurry up!"
…
"The sun is out, happy and joyful…"
With the strength of thousands of viewers,
the middle-aged owner's phone finally rang.
At the same time, police cars arrived nearby.
They all got out of the cars.
Soon, they cordoned off the street on both sides.
To prevent any passersby from accidentally entering this area.
"Ah? Do you know him?"
The middle-aged owner, listening to the voice on the phone,
looked at the dirty person in front of him and nodded in bewilderment.
"Oh, okay, I'll ask."
He said, looking up, and asked the soldier.
"Why are you looking for Sanlitun? What's the matter?"
A hint of joy appeared on the soldier's flustered face, "Fellow villager, do you know where Sanlitun is?"
The middle-aged owner shook his phone, indicating, "Someone knows, just tell me what you need to do, and I'll relay it for you."
Upon hearing this, the soldier wiped his two dirty hands.
Carefully, he took out a yellowed old piece of paper from his inner shirt pocket.
"At that time, our 14th Red Company was divided into two parts, one to escort civilians, and the other to stay and block the enemy."
"At that time, the situation was urgent, and only later did we realize that the food left was not enough…"
At this point, the young soldier's face flushed.
His ears turned red.
As if afraid of being misunderstood, he quickly explained:
"Besides the people from our 14th Red Company, there were also fellow villagers who stayed to guide and help."
"They lent us their own food…"
"This is the IOU we left at that time. We will definitely return what belongs to the people…"
At this moment, the soldier's entire lower body had gradually disappeared.
He seemed to know that time was running out.
Under the middle-aged owner's astonished gaze, he spoke faster:
"Fellow villager, please help me, help me take this IOU to our 14th Company, located in Sanlitun…"
"We borrowed two large bags of sweet potatoes and potatoes from the villagers, and two jars of pickled vegetables…"
"We will return exactly what we borrowed… Our company commander said, we are not allowed to take even a single needle or thread from the villagers without paying…"
Gradually,
the young soldier's upper body also turned into light spots and disappeared into the air.
Then his chin, mouth, nose…
Just as his eyes were about to disappear,
he saw the fellow villager in front of him's eyes suddenly redden, his slightly plump body straightened, and he saluted him.
The young soldier's eyes were dark and bright,
and he wanted to return the salute.
In an instant.
The young soldier had completely vanished into the air.
…