blood of vietnam war

Chapter 92

The next morning, I felt that my injury was much better. I don't know if it was because of the effect of the medicine or because I lived comfortably here... Anyway, it just felt like a little injury to my back, nothing serious.

The thought freaked me out a bit.There are two reasons. First, if it was a few days ago... Let me live in this house with only one hospital bed and four walls, it would be a torture for me, but now I feel that this is heaven.Another... I used to have a different attitude towards injuries.I remember one time I got into an argument with my friends, and we fought over it...but it was just a scratch and I was lying in the hospital for a full week.

But now, with such a large injury on my back, I feel nothing!

This is exactly the verification of the saying: "When you come back from the Five Sacred Mountains, you don't look at the mountains, and when you come back from Huangshan Mountain, you don't look at the mountains."Now I feel... that's how children run the house!

"Hey! Xiaofeng is here!" Seeing me approaching, Old Yutou hastily stepped aside for me: "Sit down..."

I just can't stay idle, and I visited the village in just one day at the field hospital, and even met a group of wounded and sick friends.

"What a shame!" I said.

Old Yutou is the middle-aged soldier who rescued me yesterday, because he loves eating fish heads most in his life, so he got the nickname of Old Yutou.

He was injured when he was attacking the Red River. He said that when he was crossing the river in a kayak, a shell exploded not far from them. A few fingers hit the backpack, stunned and fell into the river. All the comrades thought he was sacrificed and continued to fight... If the containment team hadn't found him in time, I'm afraid he would have been drowned.

It is said... the old fish head thought it was the retribution given by the river god for eating too many fish heads, so he vowed never to eat fish heads again.

"Hi! Why are you being polite?" Old Yutou supported me to sit down with his uninjured right hand, and said, "Are you seriously injured? What is it to give you a seat? Besides, you are a hero who fights devils." , should be!"

Old Yutou's words made me sweat in my heart.

"You kid is so fucking lucky!" Huang Duanzi grinned and handed me a cigarette: "I can come back alive after killing so many devils... I didn't even see the devil's face, so I almost We're dead! We're all very old, and we haven't even touched a woman... If we just lose our lives like this, it's a waste of time."

Huang Duanzi's surname is not Huang, and I don't know what his surname is.Because he can't speak three sentences, there must be a dirty joke, so he got this name.

"I'm pretty good!" The leader Shi Shiran sat down on a rock next to us, and said, "I still killed two Yue devils, but now that I think about it... it's better not to kill people, So I really don't understand...Xiao Feng, you have killed so many devils, how can you stand it?"

Naturally, the leader is not the real leader. At that time, China was not so fashionable, and there were not many believers in Christ.The reason why there is a "leader" is that no matter how hot the guns are firing outside, he can fall asleep just by lying on the ground.So it is actually "the Lord of Enlightenment".

But he, the leader, can also be said to be a fool with a foolish blessing. It is said that his company was stationed on an unnamed highland that day, and it was attacked and occupied by the Yue devils at night, and it was taken back by our army shortly afterwards... This highland is so easy The teacher once, but the leader woke up until dawn like a normal person. Not only did he know nothing about last night's battle, but what's more, he didn't have any injuries on his whole body.

Because of this, some people said that he was blessed by the god of sleep, but in the blink of an eye, the devil's bamboo stick pierced the sole of his foot...

There are steel plates sandwiched in our Jiefang shoes, which are specially used to prevent the devils from crossing the bamboo stick array, but some shoes that are not of good quality still can't stand Juezhu's weight of nearly two hundred catties!

"I'm not used to it either!" I took a puff of the cigarette and said, "I often dream of a bloody scene at night...but what can I do? If you want to survive, you have to kill, otherwise you can still talk here?"

I’m telling the truth, even though I know I’m safe here, and the quilts, beds, wards…all of them are satisfying to me, but I’m often awakened by nightmares, and when I wake up, I’m covered in cold sweat, even Sometimes I thought I was on the battlefield.

"How many devils did Xiaofeng kill?" Old Yutou raised the newspaper in his hand: "I heard that Yue devils have a regiment... just attack one of your hills, I'm afraid they killed quite a few!"

I don't know how to answer, because I can't even remember how many Yue Guizi died under my hands.

"At least there are dozens of them!" the leader asked tentatively.

"Yes!" I nodded, and said hesitantly, "Twenty to thirty... almost!"

With a sound of "coax!", the soldiers around were all amazed by my words.

Actually...the number of devils I have killed is more than twenty or thirty, but I am not willing to say the number. First, people will think that I am bragging, and second, even if they believe it, they will regard me as an executioner.

In short, I don't think it honorable or boastful to kill many people, even if they are enemies.

Old Yutou is a thoughtful person, he saw something on my face, and asked, "You don't seem to like fighting, why did you become a soldier?"

"Hey! Who likes to fight!" Before I could answer Huang Duanzi, he continued: "If it is possible, who doesn't want to sleep with a woman at home, who would want to come here to eat guns..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Old Yutou reminded: "Be careful that others overhear...you will be punished."

Talking about it, the eyes of the old Yutou also glanced at Xiao Wang who was holding a gun intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Wang belonged to the guard company, so he was holding the gun, but the gun didn't seem to have even fired a single bullet, because the grease used to lubricate the gun was not wiped clean.

"It's all right!" Xiao Wang said with a smile, "Our mission is to protect your safety, not to be spies!"

"I'm telling the truth!" Huang Duanzi replied: "Besides, if you punish him, you will punish him. If you have the guts, lock me up...then you don't need to go to the battlefield!"

Only then did I realize another kind of lawlessness.

People on the battlefield dare to say anything and do anything because their heads are pinned to their waistbands.As for the field hospital... it is because if the superior punishes him, he will not have to go to the battlefield. This seems to be what the soldiers hoped for.

But I think the superior probably knows something about this matter, so I simply turned a blind eye to it.Otherwise, if it is really punished... I am afraid that the more people are punished, the more people who "make mistakes".

Some people may say... Aren't we injured?Is it still necessary to go to the battlefield?

The fact is that those who were seriously injured and unable to participate in the war again were all sent back to China.Only those of us who are not seriously injured are stranded in this field hospital, waiting to recover before returning to the battlefield!

"I...it's because of my old... father!" In order to break the slightly awkward atmosphere, I explained: "My father asked me to be a soldier, and he himself is a soldier..."

"Oh, no wonder!" Old Yutou nodded in praise and said, "No wonder Xiao Feng you have such good military qualities, so you come from a military family!"

"I'm doing it for the sake of turning from agriculture to non-agriculture!" The leader interjected, "I'm not as good-minded as Xiaofeng. I just want to have a job after being demobilized and earn a living...I want to learn like Comrade Xiaofeng!"

I can only smile wryly.

The term nongzhuanfei may be unfamiliar to us modern people, but it is a very popular term in this era.As the name suggests, it is the conversion of agricultural household registration to non-agricultural household registration.

Some people will say, does this matter?Isn't modern agricultural household registration better?There are subsidies for agricultural hukou, and if both parents have agricultural hukou and only one girl, they can have a second child... On the contrary, non-agricultural hukou has nothing.

But in this day and age, no matter how handsome and outstanding the agricultural household registration is, the girl's family will show you face.No matter how ugly the non-agricultural account is, there are still a lot of girls behind it...

Just for this, I have to go to the battlefield and fight my life, I still don't understand.

Seeing that Huang Duanzi didn't speak, I asked a lot: "Old Huang, why did you become a soldier?"

Huang Duanzi didn't answer, but others giggled first, which made me even more puzzled. Am I asking the wrong question?

"What are you laughing at?" Huang Duanzi took two deep puffs of a cigarette, and scolded, "What's so funny? I became a soldier because of women. Is there something wrong?"

"That's right, that's right!" Old Yutou explained to me with a smile: "He...just because he fell in love with a girl in the village, one day that girl said something like 'being a soldier is so majestic', so he I signed up to join the army impatiently. But in the end...as soon as the girl heard that he was enlisting in the army and going to the front line, she immediately proposed to break up..."

I was also stunned by this result, and thought to myself that this pornographic joke doesn't understand women's hearts too much. This soldier looks majestic, but which girl can bear to be separated for a long time, and even face her sweetheart? It is possible to die on the battlefield!

It's like some people in the peaceful era, the one who rebels the loudest, the crazier, the more upright...the more frightened he is when he really wants to go to war!

"Xiaofeng!" Then the old Yutou lowered his voice and said to me: "I have something to say... If you don't like it, don't take it to heart. This injury...you have to take it easy, understand? ?”

"Old Yutou, what are you talking about?" The leader objected: "Xiao Feng is an advanced thinker. If there were no people like Xiao Feng, then we might not be able to let the Yue devil ride on his head! Don't put People teach it bad!"

I still don't know how to answer. My psychology is actually similar to that of a soldier, and I don't want to be a soldier, let alone fight.But now...but being crowned with the title of "hero", it feels a bit nondescript.

"Yang Xuefeng!" At this moment, I heard Xiaofan calling me from a distance in front of the ward: "It's time to change the dressing!"

"Hey! Come on."

I greeted the soldiers and walked towards the ward, thinking about what Old Yutou said just now: "This injury...you have to take it easy!"