war contractor

Chapter 90 Letter

"There's a letter!"

A shout in the dark night made the already boiling camp even more boiling. Some soldiers rushed out of their houses cheering and gathered around the postman, expecting to have a letter from home.

Yu Zhiqian followed the crowd and came to the middle of the camp. A middle-aged man wearing a white cloak and two shoulder bags seemed to have half of his palm broken and was wrapped in the middle.

The postman was crowded into a relatively large room by everyone, close to the fire, and a group of people gathered around him, their eyes full of expectation. On the battlefield, there is nothing like a letter from home. It can make ordinary people feel warmer.

"Your camp has been changed. If I hadn't seen the sign, I wouldn't have been able to find this place. I'll read the name, and if I hear the name, come and pick up the letter. Everyone, stand still and don't be crowded!" After finishing speaking, He reached out to open the first backpack on his left, took out the envelope inside, and began to read the name.

"Wilhillian! Wilhillian of Hain!"

"Papodom! Papodom from the capital!"

"..."

"Jones Jackson! Jones Jackson from Sherman!"

"It's here, it's here!" A soldier raised his hand excitedly, and the postman handed over the envelope: "That's a good place, you've picked it up, young man, you're great! Write back!"

The names were read out one by one. Some people cried out immediately after receiving the envelope, holding the envelope and bursting into tears, but there were many more people who hadn’t been read their names, but were still waiting. It's like in a kindergarten class, the teacher is giving out little red flowers to the classmates, and many people are waiting for their own one.

The small shoulder bag can't carry so much hope. In the end, more than 30 people received their letters from home. Some soldiers looked at the postman with excitement: "Sir, look for a letter from Pall. It's Parr from Hardingtown!"

"Brave boy, your letter may be on the way, don't worry, I will definitely bring it to you next time I come over!" The postman kept a smile on his face, and slowly put away the rest of the envelopes, Looking at the depressed soldier who did not receive the letter: "Children, warriors, your letter may just be a little slow. Next time I, old Huck, come, I must bring all your letters. You can now Go and write the letters you want to send back, and I will take you back!"

The crowd finally dispersed slowly, tears of excitement mixed with disappointment in their eyes, everything was like a living being, Yu Zhiqian was in the crowd, looking at the waving hands, shouting excitedly, feeling himself in a thousand Scattered among thousands of people, I don't seem to belong to this world, and a sense of loneliness arises spontaneously.

Humans are emotional animals that need to communicate and confide. In war, this feeling will be infinitely magnified, and a family letter worth a thousand dollars is the best sustenance, but Yu Zhiqian does not have one, not even one who can write No one believed it.

"Son, why don't you write a letter?"

Yu Zhiqian looked at the old man in front of him, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, because he had no one to accept it, writing a letter without an address?Yu Zhiqian shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how far away, we will send your letter back. Even if there is a conflict with your family, remember to tell your family about your recent situation, they will miss you!"

"But, they are all abroad!"

Yu Zhiqian spoke slowly, but old Huck was stunned for a moment, never having encountered such a situation before: "Abroad? That country?"

"In China, you know? That country in the east!"

"Oh, I know, I heard that there is gold everywhere, but it seems that these years have not been peaceful, so far away? But don't worry, it should be able to be sent. Now that the technology is so advanced, with the ship, it can be mailed in a month at most. Where you want to be!"

"Is that so? Then I'll try!"

After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he went back to his small house, found the envelope and a pen, and started to write. He has no parents or family here, but he still has a motherland, and he can Writing letters to some famous people I know is also a kind of sustenance.

Yu Zhiqian thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to write a letter to Shaanxi. He didn't know why, but he just wrote some things in general. He remembered some historical events with very little pen and ink. Wrote it out, wrapped it up carefully, and found old Huck.

After mailing the envelope, Yu Zhiqian was also very worried. Will the letter reach the destination, Mr. Zhou? Even if it does, will Mr. Zhou reply to the letter? What if someone sees it?Yu Zhiqian didn't think too much about these things. After all, he is not from this time and space. That is, the motherland becomes better.

"Oh. It's really far enough, don't worry, it will definitely arrive by mail!"

Old Huck took a sip of wine while talking, Yu Zhiqian smiled and did not speak, the rest of the Finnish soldiers were still writing furiously, one piece of paper, two pieces of paper, three pieces of paper, writing more and more Many, various things on the battlefield, greetings to relatives at home, there seemed to be no topics before, but now there are unclear words.

The soldiers who received the letter read the letter a little bit repeatedly, and could feel some strength from it. This sense of concern made them feel warm in their hearts.

Soldiers are also human beings, even in cold-blooded killing machines, they are human beings after all, and they are soldiers who obey orders one by one. For them, behind the cruel battlefield is what they defend with their lives.

In the end, after a night of carnival, old Huck rowed his sleigh at dawn and headed to the next stop with letters carrying the hopes and dreams of countless people. The scenes here will repeat themselves again, everyone They are all waiting for his next arrival, bringing hope.

But what Yu Zhiqian didn't know was that his letter, after many obstacles, followed a ship from Finland to China, came to Guangzhou, and then from Guangzhou to Shanghai, BJ, and finally arrived at the place he wanted to send slowly. It took a total of four months. When the letter was delivered, the recipient also looked dazed. He didn't know that he still knew the Finn.

But when he opened the letter, the world turned upside down.

ps: This is a big foreshadowing, and want to know the content of the letter?Tear, tear, hahahaha, let you tear up votes, let you not vote for recommendations, let you not reward, just don’t let you know, come and beat me, you can’t beat me!

(End of this chapter)