On this gloomy afternoon, Dabizhuang welcomed the first spring rain.
It was raining heavily, the sky was invisible, and everything was white and gurgling. In front of the eaves of the independent regiment's headquarters, the rainwater from the roof gathered into separate water lines, as if hanging a string of flowing bead curtains in front of the whole house, splashing onto the ground in the yard, accumulating a thin layer of yellow water.
Several figures hurriedly ran into the yard in the rain. Their gray military uniforms were already soaked and wrinkled and stuck to their bodies. Their footsteps made the rain water crackle on the ground, and they rushed into the main room of the regiment headquarters.
After the man with glasses entered the room, he glanced through the window at the locked door of the Political Work Department. He put his military cap on the table and took off his glasses. He wiped the rain off the lenses with a towel and asked the people behind him, "Isn't Su Yushi back yet?"
"Oh, when she left... it seemed like she went straight back to the medical team dormitory."
Yang Dezhi stopped talking and began to wipe the rain off his head and face with a towel. Su Qing was not right today, and she was weird everywhere. She voted to agree with Uncle Niu, and then interrupted her own pretext. It was said that she had a bad relationship with Mr. Hu, so why did she do this? Mr. Hu was obviously an arrogant person, so why didn't he say anything and let her hang the humiliation on her neck? What was going on between them
While Yang Dezhi was cleaning himself from the rain and thinking, another soldier ran in from the rain outside the door: "Report, Instructor Yang, squad leader Hu... won't step down."
"Not stepping down? You won't drag him down?"
"Well... the two of us, a little..." The soldier who reported lowered his head, blushing and hesitating. He was embarrassed to say that the two of them did not dare to touch the sculpture that was emitting a fierce and murderous aura, even though he was still tied up.
Yang Dezhi put down the towel in his hand, looked at the soldier's expression, understood everything, and said nothing. He began to unbutton his wet coat. After unbuttoning two or three buttons, he suddenly stopped and said to the soldier, "Then let him stand there. Let him stand as long as he wants. Don't worry about it. Remove all the guards."
The soldier was stunned and couldn't help saying: "But what if he..."
"There are so many what-ifs, just do as I say."
"Yes." The soldier at the door turned around and rushed into the rain again.
Yang Dezhi then unbuttoned his coat, walked to the door, looked at the heavy rain, and thought to himself: I wish he could run again!
The dormitory of the second company was a long room built after the independent regiment was established. It was not far from the playground, and the windows facing the playground could see the situation on the playground. A stove was lit in the room, and the soldiers took off their wet clothes and gathered around the stove to dry themselves, chatting nonsense.
"Alas, the weather is not good. The sign was just hung up and the show was about to begin when the rain came. It's such a bad time."
"That's right. It's rare to see Hu Zasu make a fool of himself. I'm ready to applaud."
"I wanted to see how many people from the third company would have to rush forward to hang up the sign, but Su Yushi messed it up. But then again, who on earth was Su Yushi reincarnated from? How could she subdue that bastard? I can't figure it out."
"No matter what, I feel relieved today. This guy named Hu deserves it. He deserves it. He deserves it. He deserves to be executed."
"Yes..."
A tall and strong figure stood behind a window with his arms folded. He had been standing like this for a long time, quietly looking at the playground in the rain. It was white, and he could vaguely see the wooden platform and the vague sculpture standing in the wind and rain.
The "lunatic" Gao Yidao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke to himself subconsciously.
The fast runner nearby looked up and asked, "Captain, what did you say?"
"I said he's a psychopath." Gao Yidao finally left the window. Without looking at Kuai Tui'er, he wandered directly to the stove, looked around at the soldiers who had been talking at once, and said, "The atmosphere is good. How are you all doing? Have you calmed down yet?"
"The fire is burning brightly now, Captain, you should hurry up and slow down." A soldier cleared the best position next to the stove, ready for Captain Gao Yidao to come over and warm himself by the fire.
Gao Yidao, who crossed his arms, didn't respond. "Not bad, after watching such a big show, everyone's awareness has improved. Well, it seems that Instructor Yang's teachings were not in vain. If we do this a few more times, our Second Company will definitely surpass their Third Company. Don't you agree?"
"..." The soldiers were a little confused, not knowing what the company commander meant by this. No one said anything.
"Who was talking nonsense just now? Hmm? Stand up."
The soldiers who had spoken earlier looked at each other and stood up helplessly, about a dozen of them.
"Go stand outside"
There was a loud clatter, and a dozen soldiers without coats hurried out of the house and lined up in the heavy rain outside. Gao Yidao's voice was heard from inside the house, scolding other soldiers: "You are not as good as others... The second company only speaks with fists and bayonets, not mouths... Who taught you these bad habits? Hmm? Now who can knock the bastard off the stage with fists, I will give you this position as company commander. If you are willing to talk, go to the third company tomorrow..."
The playground was covered in white in the heavy rain, the loess surface was muddy, and the muddy surface was filled with muddy yellow. Countless raindrops fell endlessly on the wooden platform, the white beads jumped around, forming a layer of rain mist on the wooden board, making a noisy sound.
The soldiers on the stage had their hands tied behind their backs, and their uniforms had long since turned dark gray. Even the rain stopped seeping in, but instead flowed out from inside the uniforms, creating wrinkles that stuck to their bodies and outlined their strong muscles. The rain kept sliding down from the curled brim of their hats, passing over their high chests, and hitting a thin wooden sign, fading the ink on the sign. As the rain flowed down, it left a series of black marks that became increasingly faint.
On the playground in front of the wooden stage, there were still two figures whose figures were merged by the heavy rain. One figure stood very stiffly, and the other stood very stubbornly. The stiff one was Wu Shitou, and the stubborn one was Liu Jianqiang.
It was raining, the team was disbanded, everyone left, but Wu Shitou didn't leave, he continued to stand. Because he saw the squad leader, he wanted to wait for the squad leader to give the order to disband, and since the squad leader didn't say anything, he just stood there. He couldn't read, so he didn't know what was written on the wooden sign, so he didn't feel sad at all.
It was raining, the team was disbanded, everyone left, but Liu Jianqiang didn't leave and continued to stand. Because at this moment, the ninth squad was gone, the little girl was locked in the confinement room, Mule and Ma Liang were locked in the woodshed, the fool was still a fool, and the squad leader was on the stage, so there was no place to go. The ninth squad with one person was not the ninth squad. Only by standing here did he feel that the ninth squad was still there.
I don't know how long I have been standing there. I can't see anything except the rain and the blurry figure on the wooden platform. My shoes are already deeply mired in the muddy loess. The muddy yellow rain almost covers my feet. In the noisy rain, Liu Jianqiang shouted at the wooden platform: "Why don't you speak?"
The person on the wooden platform did not respond, and the part of his face that was covered by the brim of his hat showed no ripples.
"Why don't you speak? I know you can hear me." The scream penetrated the noisy rain and appeared again.
"You ruined Class 9, you don't deserve to be the monitor." Liu Jianqiang shouted heartbreakingly, but was soon drowned out by the sound of heavy rain.
"You destroyed Class Nine, give me back Class Nine... Class Nine is mine... Woo..." After shouting hysterically, Liu Jianqiang cried, sobbing in the heavy rain. Mixed with the noisy sound of rain, his crying was particularly unpleasant to the ear and particularly ugly, letting the rain water mix with tears and snot, and finally flow into the mud under his feet and disappear.
It was dark, but the heavy rain didn't stop. It continued to fall, and in the darkness, it wantonly smashed the empty long tables in the kitchen yard, making a loud noise.
In the side room, Uncle Niu sat in front of the oil lamp, puffing on his pipe and coughing from time to time. Suddenly, he heard the door of the yard open. Uncle Niu stood up, opened the door curtain and walked to the outer room. Wang Xiaosan, who was wearing a raincoat, just walked into the outer room and asked quickly, "How is it?"
"Dinners have been delivered to all units."
"I'm asking about the playground."
Wang Xiaosan finally reacted and sighed, "It's still the same. I tried to persuade her, but she didn't respond. Then I asked Kuihua to talk to her, but it didn't work either."
Uncle Niu frowned and said, "Then why don't you bring people to bring them back?"
Wang Xiaosan replied helplessly: "Instructor Yang gave the order not to intervene. Besides, squad leader Hu was like a possessed man, how could we dare to stop him? I wanted to pull Runny Nose and the other two back first, but they also became abnormal and almost lost their temper. I was really helpless. Oh... What a thing."
Uncle Niu was silent.
Seeing Uncle Niu's face was not good, Wang Xiaosan said: "The medical team can see the playground. Kuihua said she will keep an eye on it. Let's wait and see. I'm going to take food to the girl now."
"Oh, by the way, I cooked an egg for the girl. It's by the stove. Don't forget to bring it to her. Also, bring her a quilt."
A cook nearby interrupted, "I have an extra quilt. Third brother, you've been busy all night. I'll take the girl's meal for you and give her my quilt while you're at it."
Uncle Niu looked at Wang Xiaosan and nodded: "Let him go."
The sentry was wearing a raincoat, standing in the darkness under the eaves of the confinement cell door. The sound of wind and rain was all around, making this evening even darker than usual, and nothing could be seen around.
A light gradually emerged from the rain and swayed towards the confinement room.
"Stop. Who?"
"Who do you say I am? Look for yourself." The kerosene lamp was raised a little higher, shining on the face of the visitor and also illuminating the food basket in his hand.
"I'm starving." The sentry wanted to reach out to take the food basket.
"Get out of the way. I didn't bring you anything. If you want to eat, find a way yourself." The cook ignored the sentry, looked up at the dark confinement room, and asked in surprise, "Why is there no light in the room?"
"How should I know? She's been going crazy in there all afternoon," the sentry answered as he opened the bolt.
The door of the confinement room opened, and a kerosene lamp was brought into the doorway. In the dim light, a petite figure was curled up on the floor. The small military uniform was torn several times, covered with dust and blood stains, the pigtails were disheveled, the corners of the forehead were bleeding, the face was covered with tears, and there was no sound. The wooden boards of the window were covered with scratches and blood stains, and the back of the door was also covered with scratches and blood stains.
"I fuck your eight generations of ancestors!" The cook dropped everything in his hands and rushed towards the sentry.
The sentry was also dumbfounded, and instinctively dodged and pushed...
Bang! The cook's head hit the corner of the brick, bursting out a scarlet red, and he slid softly to the door without making any sound. Only the darkness and the sound of heavy rain outside the house remained...