Touching China -- 2005 Annual Person

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Publish Date: 2006-10-26
Features: This year's Spring Festival coincided with the army executing a major mission. On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, he disregarded persuasion and attended the standing committee meeting with a sick body, listened to work reports, and presided over the formulation of combat plans. From the second floor to the fourth floor, there were only more than 40 steps, but he walked with great difficulty, gasping for breath, and sweating profusely. His companions wanted to carry him home to rest, but he flew into a rage: "My task hasn't been completed yet. Do you want me to die without peace?" "A soldier should fall on the battlefield." Yang Yegong's tone was firm. Yang Yegong did not fall. He was always concerned about the development of the missile forces. Just 13 days before his death, Colonel Chen Huahua of a certain division in the base received a phone call. He never expected it to be from Commander Yang calling from the hospital! Yang Yegong asked him about the construction of the position and repeatedly him over the phone to ensure that the upcoming standard assessment was well-organized. Yang Yegong did not fall. In his final moments, he leaned against the bedside, receiving an intravenous drip while writing his performance report on a laptop, leaving his work experience and lessons behind for the "base team" and his last wishes for his comrades-in-arms: "Illness can only break my body, but it cannot break my iron will. Once I recover, I will continue to fight alongside my comrades on the front line of military preparation." Base Political Commissar Chi Zhijiang rushed to the hospital, seeing his comrade battling the illness with sweat on his face, tears streaming down his cheeks. When Yang Yegong regained his strength, he simply smiled and said, "Old Chi, when can I go back to the army?" On June 9, 2004, the leadership of the Second Artillery visited him. With all his strength, Yang Yegong spoke only about how to strengthen the development of the missile forces. If he had any last words, they would have been: "To dedicate this body to the missile cause, I have no regrets." Yang Yegong left. In his final moments, he shouted the weak but firm command "March forward" and walked through his glorious life. The officers and soldiers surrounding him were moved to tears. They instinctively raised their right hands and paid a solemn military salute to bid farewell to the general of the Republic. P14