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Zeng Xinlin didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Chen's impatient expression, and sighed. The young face, who had experienced a lot of wind and frost, had maturity that did not match his age. Martial arts foundation, excellent training, was directly transferred to the field regiment of the 32nd Southwest Division. To put it simply, they are special forces, specializing in plateau operations. They squat on the southwest border every day, not because of drug smuggling or human trafficking. , Fighting against drug lords, because of some territorial disputes, fighting with the army of the southwestern countries.
Thinking about it now, I can sit here alive with no arms or legs. Ruoxi, did you know that one time when he faced the Indian army in a canyon, their backup materials came faster than we thought, and they even followed a team of artillery. At that time, our company had only seventeen or eight people, and the other side said less than a hundred enemies, but we relied on a few shots of the machine guns we carried to fight.
The Indian Army is notoriously cowardly, but the bullets they can shoot can't grow eyes. Because the supply route is far, the weapons are not delivered as fast as they are, and as soon as their artillery fires over, we can only retreat. But the command from the division was absolutely not to exit the canyon. At that time, our company commander was in a hurry and directly carried a pack of powerful explosives into the woods. When the other party was not paying attention, they threw the explosives from behind. ! Blew up the two cannons of that bastard! "
Although it was a very simple description, Zeng Xinlin spoke very deeply, making Lin Ruoxi seem to be on the scene, feeling a little excited by the urgent situation at the time, and asked: "Then your company commander was not discovered?"
Zeng Xinlin said sadly: "How could we not be discovered? Our company commander was directly shot into a hornet's nest by a few Indian monkeys, and even the bones and dregs were broken..."
"very pitiful… "
"No pity, being a soldier, not dying is luck, dying is fate." Zeng Xinlin grinned boldly: "You don't know Ruoxi, at that time our entire company was crazy. Seeing that the company died, we went straight in. In the woods next to that. The two artillery people riding the Indian Army were suffering from the loss of the two artillery pieces, they directly penetrated among their group of people, and they beat them through the woods!
I remember that there were bullets flying by my ears, and I felt hot and painful. The two comrades around me watched them fall down. They were still holding the trigger of the machine gun before death, and one of them was directly blown out. At a glance, that death state... I still dream of it even in my dreams. "
Lin Ruoxi seemed to have also been infected by the passion of that scene, and asked, "Have you avenged your company commander?"
"Reported, we fought for an hour and a half in that small battle. In the end, it was only me and another comrade who walked out of the forest. Everyone else died... and the enemy died..." Zeng Xinlin let out a long sigh, incomparably heavy. "At that time, we didn’t care about life or death at all. There was a thought in our mind, and that was to avenge our company commander, bleeding and beheading, and we forgot all about it. Thinking about it now, those days are really unforgettable... "
Zeng Xinlin's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had fallen into that hearty, bloody memory, and Lin Ruoxi, who was listening carefully, also showed a somewhat stunned expression.
"Have you said enough? Can you stop farting?"
Suddenly, Yang Chen, who had been muffled, raised his head and looked at Zeng Xinlin with cold eyes.
"What are you talking about!?" Zeng Xinlin asked a bit displeased with his eyes like torches.
Lin Ruoxi was just immersed in the scene that made her yearn and admire. Yang Chen's sudden vulgar words made her very unhappy, and asked: "Yang Chen, why are you doing this, why are you talking to the senior in such a tone!?"
Yang Chen slowly stood up from the sofa and sneered: "Why do you speak like this? Because you, the senior, are farting!"
"Mr. Yang, even if you are Ruoxi's husband, I cannot tolerate you tarnishing the glory of our soldiers like this! You must give me a reasonable explanation!"
"Explanation? Do you deserve to know?" Yang Chen sneered, turning around to leave.
Lin Ruoxi stood up and shouted: "Yang Chen, stop! Finish your sentence! I don't allow you to be so rude to my senior!"
Yang Chen sighed for a long time, and turned around to take a look at Lin Ruoxi, but it was just such a look that made Lin Ruoxi feel cold in his bones...
She had never seen Yang Chen show such eyes, desolate, sad, desperate, empty, gloomy, like a bottomless cave, so haggard...
Lin Ruoxi was dumbfounded.
Zeng Xinlin didn't notice. At this moment, he also stood up, held up his majestic chest, and looked at Yang Chen with scorching eyes. This mediocre man who seemed to be uncompetitive at all would become Lin Ruoxi's. Husband, he couldn't accept it. But he knew that impatient and unreasonable ways would make women like Lin Ruoxi very disgusted, so he decided to slowly let Lin Ruoxi lean to his side.
However, slowly, does not mean that he can tolerate this "tiny" man can provoke him!
Yang Chen closed his eyes, and the complicated gaze disappeared. What was left was a teasing look. To Zeng Xinlin who looked awe-inspiring, he said, "Senior Zeng, please allow me to tell the truth, you In my eyes, the so-called stories of the so-called passionate battlefield careers are basically fairy tales where children play house and entertain themselves."
"What are you talking about?!" Zeng Xinlin's eyes had already burst into flames.
Yang Chen was not afraid, and said with a grin: "You don't know what a battlefield is. You have never seen a real battlefield."
"Have you seen Mr. Yang?" Zeng Xinlin said disdainfully.
Yang Chen took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone: "There is loess everywhere, mud and sand everywhere, all over your body, except for blood, sweat, no water, and no food. There is no whole person lying down beside you. , Not hands and feet, or head, internal organs. You can't tell whether they are your comrades or your enemies. Except for the explosion of mortars and artillery, the sound of bullets in your ears is as light as a fart.
If you take your head a little bit, chances are that a grenade hits your head, even if you stay still, there will be a cannonball hitting your trench. You never know the last second you will be missing a leg, not an arm, or even how you died in the next second.
When you see anything living on the other side, no matter what, your first reaction is to shoot, regardless of him being a civilian! enemy! I'm still my own! Go to him for humanitarianism! Go to his battlefield without hurting civilians! As long as you stand opposite you, then you have to die!
When you see the comrades you spend with you day and night fall down by your side, and see your chief and good brother being blown to pieces by enemy fire, you have no sorrow, no joy, no feeling at all, there is only one emotion for you! That's death. Fortunately, it's not me! !
When you don't even care about your own life, life and death have become an uncontrollable moment, and whoever is the one has spare time to take care of other people's life and death! revenge? That's all fools' talents! Flee if you can't beat it! If you can beat it, let yourself live first! A person can have everything if he is alive, and if he is dead, he has everything! Is it nonsense! "
At the end, Yang Chen almost yelled out these words. Not only did Lin Ruoxi's voice be moved by Zhengzheng's tone, but even Zeng Xinlin, who was full of turbulent arrogance just now, didn't know why, his back was cold...
What kind of Shura field is that, what kind of hell is that on earth
"Only those who destroy humanity are the battlefields. The bullshit you said was shown to elementary school students in the movie." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he strode out of the house.
He needs to buy a pack of cigarettes as soon as possible, and drive a speed on the highway once. The violent emotion in his heart makes him depressed and uncomfortable.
When she walked out, Mother Wang, who had just returned from shopping outside, happened to see Yang Chen, but before she said hello to Yang Chen, she saw Yang Chen get into the car quickly, and the car roared and drove out.
Wang Ma felt a little weird, and she was a little dumbfounded when she walked into the villa and took a look.
Lin Ruoxi and Zeng Xinlin stood in the living room, stunned, as if they had lost their souls...
Yang Chen drove the car to the nearest shop and bought the worst-quality tobacco for two dollars. After getting up with the cigarettes, he returned to the car. After the car started, it drove at a high speed around the city.
The traffic flow at night is extremely scarce on the highway. The m3 is like a flash of lightning in the dark night, whizzing and swaying from side to side to overtake other vehicles.
When more than ten minutes passed, Yang Chen finished smoking three cigarettes and felt much better. He found an intersection and got off the highway at random, and found an open space to park the car.
Walking out of the car door, Yang Chen looked at the shining moon in the sky, and laughed at himself. It was not worth it to have such a big mood swing for the silly remarks of Zeng Xinlin. It seems that although his temperament is much calmer than before, but the distance The state of controlling one's emotions is still far behind, especially when facing sensitive topics, it is still difficult to contain.
After calming down his thoughts, Yang Chen noticed the place where he parked, looked to the sides, and was stunned. It turned out to be the riverside food stall that had accompanied Mo Qianni twice before, and the brightly lit riverside path not far away. , Which shows that the food stalls at the moment are still booming.
After drinking a lot of wine in the evening, when I went home and talked to Zeng Xinlin again, Yang Chen felt that he was also hungry, and suddenly missed the Xiangsao food stall that Mo Qianni brought herself to eat, so he slowly moved towards the memory. Walked in the direction.
More than two minutes later, Yang Chen came to the Xiangsao food stall, which had not changed much. The red apron was wearing a red apron with sweat on his forehead. When he saw Yang Chen coming, he immediately recognized it and greeted him enthusiastically: " Isn't this Xiao Yang? You are here to find Nizi!"
Yang Chen was a little puzzled by Xiang Sao's greeting, but following the direction Xiang Sao pointed out, she suddenly saw Mo Qianni, who was wearing a black polka-dot waist dress with a white background, sitting in a food stall. In the corner, one person, a table of small dishes, leisurely add sorghum wine to himself.
Mo Qianni's posture is very elegant, even if she is alone, eating the most common and rough food stalls, raising her hands, it is like drinking thousands of bottles of aged dry red and eating the top caviar that is more expensive than gold.
Yang Chen couldn't help thinking of a sentence: a lonely woman like smoke. t