My grandfather once served as the platoon leader of Nanchang Grain Bureau. One day, they transported the grain to the designated place. As he walked, he smoked, and suddenly found that there was an enemy in front of him. My grandfather immediately climbed the tree to observe the enemy's movement. He was accidentally hit by the enemy's bullet and fell from the tree. At that time, the team members wavered and were ready to abandon their food to escape, but grandpa firmly disagreed, and began to fight with the enemy, and escaped smoothly, and completed the task with honor. Since then, grandpa left a scar on the back of his hand. When he was free, he always looked at the back of his hand, smoked cigarettes, and the chimney accompanied him until liberation.
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