I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

He wants to leave here, he wants to go home, he doesn't want to stay with a bunch of dead people!

But when his legs and feet had strength and he wanted to get up from the pit, a big hand was pressed from his back on his shoulder.

"What?! Let me go, let me go!!!"

"Boy, calm down, calm down!!"

It was a thicker voice. When he was speaking, he was still panting. It seemed that he was running all the way to here. He tightly held Chen Yan's tumultuous body and kept him calming down.

The strength of this man's hands was much greater than Chen Yan. Chen Yan couldn't move under his palm, and finally recovered a little sober under his comfort.

The man pressed his shoulder and said, "Boy, I remember you. You are the guy who was assigned to the 12th Battalion C Company a while ago. You are not the same as us, so I remember you."

"Enroll in... enlist?"

Chen Yan was stunned. When did he enlist in the army?

He tried to defend himself.

"I haven't, I don't know how it happened yet..."

"Okay, I know, you recruits are like this, listen up..."

Boom!

The shell blasted a corpse not far away, and the pieces of meat flew over and slapped Chen Yan, frightening him.

The man squeezed his shoulders tightly and prevented him from subconsciously trying to escape. He shook off the dirt on his head and said loudly:

"Listen! I don’t care if you’re really scared right now, but if you volunteered to join the army, you have to be mentally prepared to give your life to the country! You can’t run back now, you have to take it Raise the gun and shoot the enemy! Do you remember how to use the gun? You recruits have a high mortality rate because of this. As soon as the shells explode, their legs are weak. The most terrifying thing is that stuff! Machine guns! Under fear, your recruits have everything I can forget, I ask you, do you remember how to use the gun?!"

The close yelling gave Chen Yan the courage to answer, and he shook his head.

"I do not know……"

"No, you will! You just forgot because you were afraid of going to the battlefield for the first time. Look, hold your gun and the butt here." The man pointed to his shoulder and warned, "Don't use it. Shoot in the wrong position, or you will die faster!"

"Then pull the bolt, so... yes, aim at the enemy and pull the trigger, bang~ they will die."

The man slowly stood up from the puddle and glanced at Chen Yan.

"I'm a scout in Company A, 7th Battalion. My name is William Jones, brat. And just get up quickly, unless you want to die here!"

The man glanced at him one last time, then carried the gun and continued his charge.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Another wave of soldiers rushed from behind him, and they roared to inspire their courage, and steadily rushed toward the enemy's machine gun.

Looking at the features on his face, Chen Yan felt that many people seemed to be younger than him...

And behind myself...

Chen Yan climbed out of the puddle and took a look, and found that many officers with guns were looking at the direction of the battlefield with binoculars in the distance. He saw a soldier in military uniform trying to escape in the opposite direction. One of them was holding a binoculars. The officer of, noticed his behavior, and nodded to the sniper beside him.

boom!

The young life crashed to the ground.

"..."

He seemed to understand why the veteran named William told him not to run back. The officer's telescope seemed to have moved to his position, and his sight... seemed to be staring at him...

no, do not want……

There was a strong fear in Chen Yan's heart again. He was holding a gun and gritted his teeth, learning how the soldiers roaring around let out a deafening roar, and kept rushing forward...

This time, with the help of the roar, his inner fear seemed to be dispelled, even if the soldiers beside him fell one by one, he was still rushing forward.

Unlike other soldiers, his charging route... seems to be an'S'?

Chapter Three: Fanwai-The Birthday of the Holy

This is a tiring morning. I don't know if it was because of too many documents being processed last night, or I was drinking coffee from Springfield every night in the past few days, which caused my spirit to be very bad today.

The eyelids were as heavy as lead poured, and they were more compact as if they were glued on. Chen Yan could not open his eyes for a while, but his body was already sitting up.

Raising his hand and gently rubbing the corner of his eyes, Chen Yan finally managed to open his eyes.

"What... what time is it?"

Chen Yan looked at the opposite wall. The wall clocks in the bedroom of the command headquarters were hung on the opposite wall. Therefore, the first thing Chen Yan did after waking up was to subconsciously look at the wall to check the time.

Only this time... Where's the wall clock?

Chen Yan was startled for a moment, his confused head couldn't turn around for a while, but soon he woke up, the confusion in his eyes turned into panic, because he found that his surrounding environment had changed!

This is not his bedroom!

But just when he was terrified and wondering why he appeared in this strange but somewhat familiar place, a trot of'da da da' came from outside the door.

Cang Dang!

The door of his room was violently knocked open, but in short, the poor door was slammed against the wall, groaning in pain.

"Oh-good morning commander!!"

The voice was full of vitality, as if the speaker had an inexhaustible strength, and he did not deliberately suppress his own voice.

Chen Yan was shocked: "The architect... the teacher?"

"Huh? Why are you so confused this morning? Is it because this beautiful girl is not good-looking? By the way, Commander, I want to ask you something."

The architect is wearing a brown scarf, a pair of well-fitting jeans, and a camel-colored plush jacket on his upper body. The hat on his head is probably in a hurry, and he didn’t even take it off. Snow trails.

"Although I don't quite understand what happened, can you wait for me to change my clothes first?" Chen Yan pointed to his pajamas and pointed to the architect: "Yes?"

"Of course it can."

...

A minute later, Chen Yan's facial expression was a little stiff, and the architect leaned against the door of Chen Yan's room and looked at him carefully.

"Commander, you should change."

"Then you go out!"

"Why? I watched you change clothes, not just to protect your safety..."