阎海文抬头望了一眼天空,那是他最眷念的战场,远方,有他沦陷的故乡,有疼爱他的奶奶,有挂念的姑娘。而眼前,一心想活捉他的日军的包围圈越来越小,手枪里只剩下最后一颗子弹,他高声吼道:“中国无被俘空军!”毫不犹豫地抬起右手,将手枪对准自己扣动了扳机……仿佛影视中的镜头,在那个浴血的年代却真实地发生过。那年8月,淞沪会战硝烟弥漫,阎海文所在分队接到命令紧急 Yan Haiwen looked up at the sky, it was his most fond battlefield, far away, his hometown of fall, there are pains to love his grandmother, miss the girl. In front of him, bent on capturing his Japanese encirclement getting smaller and smaller, only the last bullet left in his handgun, he shouted: “China captured prisoners!” Do not hesitate to raise his right hand, Aim at the pistol at his own trigger the trigger ... ... As if the film in the film, in that bloody era has really happened. That year in August, Songhu battle smoke filled, Yan Haiwen where the unit received an order emergency