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This little soldier is very familiar with the sound of these shells, because his family died under this gunfire. He still remembers that his parents pressed himself under his body after hearing the sharp howling. After that, he became an orphan.

As soon as he heard the sound of the shells, he would think of his parents. On the one hand, he was full of hatred, and on the other hand, he was a little afraid of these shells. When the other party’s artillery fired, he was very scared, if not for the veteran soldiers around him. If you help him and appease him, he might have screamed and ran away.

Uncle Wu next to him is a veteran soldier. He has participated in countless battles. The enemies killed are not counted with two hands. He has a lot of experience on the battlefield. Just listening to the sound of the shells can tell that the shells will fall. where is it.

Moreover, when the opponent fired the shells, he was still very calm, without the slightest fear or tension on his face, so he leaned on the fortifications, smoking dry smoke, and his calm appearance made the little soldier both envious and admired.

"Niu baby, are you scared again?" The old soldier said with a smile and looked at the little soldier next to him, without the tension of the coming war.

In fact, there are more battles, especially many of these battles that are very dangerous. This old soldier, Uncle Wu, has taken these battles very lightly. As long as he lives, he will fight. The big deal is death. Seeing that all his former comrades-in-arms were dead, his heart was numb, and he had already forgotten what fear was.

"I don't have any. I am a soldier now. How can I be afraid." The little soldier obviously didn't want others to look down on him, raised his head, and said with a proud face, but just as soon as his head was lifted, he was given him by the old soldier next to him. Pressed down.

"You don't want to die, dare to raise your head so high!" Uncle Wu scolded. Although he is not afraid of his death, he is very concerned about his comrades, even if this comrade is a rookie who has just entered the battlefield. Little soldier.

"Hehe." The little soldier touched his head and smiled embarrassedly, but it also dilutes his inner fear a lot.

"If you are afraid, you are afraid. There is nothing shameful. When I first went on the battlefield, I peeed my pants." Uncle Wu said while paying attention to the situation in the distance.

"Uncle Wu is still peeing his pants?" Niu Wazi looked surprised. In his eyes, Uncle Wu was a very good fighter, with rich experience, and he was not afraid of death when fighting. Such a person, unexpectedly Still peeing on your pants on the battlefield?

"What's so strange about this?" Uncle Wu glanced at him, then turned his head again, and said: "It's normal to be afraid of going to the battlefield for the first time. Just wait a few more times or kill a few people. Up."

"Yeah." Niu Wazi nodded, and then whispered: "But, I'm still a little nervous, and I can't hold the gun firmly."

"It's okay, it's normal. After a while, you will be familiar with the feeling after the first shot is fired, and you will gradually stop being afraid." Uncle Wu comforted. In fact, as a veteran, he I have seen a lot of recruits, and I have comforted them a lot. However, many recruits have just entered the battlefield, do not understand anything, are prone to impulsiveness, make mistakes, and are eventually killed, especially those with hatred on them, which are more likely to lose control.

Therefore, after a battle, the death rate of recruits is much higher than that of veterans, and after a battle has been truly experienced, they can truly be called a soldier, like Niuwazi, at best. The peasant with the gun, he can be called a real soldier only after he survives the first battle. Unfortunately, many people like cows were killed in the first battle.

Those who survived the first battle were all formal soldiers. They were a valuable asset to the army. The more battles they participated in, the more powerful this person and the better his ability to survive.

Uncle Wu's comfort calmed Niu Wazi's heart a lot. Although she was a little scared and embarrassed before, he didn't feel ashamed when he thought about what Uncle Wu said. Instead, he increased some confidence.

"After you start fighting, you have to listen to me, don't run around, do you hear?" Uncle Wu warned worriedly. He had seen too many recruits, because he was afraid or nervous, and the fight started. , I don’t understand anything, forget everything, and forget all the battlefield skills I learned before.

"Well, I know, Uncle Wu." Niu Wazi nodded fiercely and said, he doesn't want to die, he can't die, he has to avenge his parents, he has to kill many, many enemies, so , He must be obedient, listen to Uncle Wu, live well and fight forever!

"hit!"

Over there, the commander of the commander suddenly heard the sound. After that, the gunshots on the ground rang into one. Niuwazi, who was thinking about something, was startled. After that, he panicked and opened fire to the distant enemy. The gun, as a result, naturally missed.

It is Uncle Wu. Although he has been talking to Niu Wazi, he always pays attention to the distance of the enemy on the opposite side. He has participated in a lot of battles. When he knows where the opponent is, they will shoot here. Therefore, he is He was mentally prepared. At the moment the commander gave the order, he had already fired, and an enemy with a helmet in front of him fell down.

"Don't panic, aim and hit again. Now this distance is good for us." Uncle Wu said to the Niu Wazi next to him while pulling the bolt skillfully.

"Okay, okay." Niu Wazi replied, but he was hurriedly pulling the bolt in his hand. He was not very strong at first, and he was flustered. It took a lot of strength to pull the bolt. After that, he pulled the bolt again. Go down and aim.

This time he didn't rush to shoot, but, according to Uncle Wu, he had to aim and shoot again. Although he was young, he knew that their ammunition was not very sufficient and could not be wasted casually.

The previous shot was shot by Niu Wazi in a panic. He didn't even have any impression anymore. This time it was different. He was going to shoot his first shot in the true sense. Therefore, I felt a little nervous and excited.

"bump!"

Niu Wazi, who was trembling in his hand, finally fired the shot. Unfortunately, although he shot it after aiming, it was still slightly wide.

"Yes, just a little bit, continue!" Uncle Wu next to him has been paying attention to his situation, and after seeing it, he said encouragingly.