It was about nine o'clock in the morning, the weather was clear, and in the temporary field hospital in the rear, the moment was unusually quiet. The smell of blood and strong medicine had dissipated, and I looked out of the window as I walked forward, the sky was blue, the clouds were in the sky, the south wind was blowing, and I was in a particularly good mood.

Several wounded soldiers in this isolation room have gone out to bask in the sun, and they have not been able to sleep well last night, and a soldier in the opposite bunk who has broken his leg by a mine has been nagging in disgust and pity, saying that his girlfriend heard that he had broken his leg and had just written to break up with him, and he didn't quite figure it out.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that I fell asleep in a daze, and then there was the sound of a gunfight, it was an enemy agent infiltrating to carry out a sneak attack, and after a long time, my sleep was delayed, and I got up late.

I've been here for two days, and yesterday I got a call that someone from above was coming to ask me today, and he was told an hour ago that he was ready.

After coming here, his lightly injured comrades-in-arms from the same unit as him have come to visit him I don't know how many times. They all came back from the front line, and the lives they picked up were really like a world away. That strong comrade-in-arms can be learned from heaven and earth.

Everyone also lived and died together, fought side by side, and was really glad to see each other in the rear field hospital. I didn't see any soldiers from the same squad as him here, but there were two in the platoon.

One of them was hit by two bullets in the stomach and hit the back, but he couldn't rush it and delayed treatment, and his inside had suppurated, which could be life-threatening and had to be transferred to the hospital.

His injuries are basically fine, but it may take about twenty days for him to be able to fully heal and walk and use his arms freely.

Nothing, he calculated the days of returning to the battlefield, staying here like this is not what a soldier should do. He stood by the window on one leg, on crutches, looking out at the blue sky and white clouds.

It's a wonderful world, and the clouds come and go on the hills, looking from afar, like sheep on the hillside. The blue sky is revealed between the clouds, and life is left, and you can see more of this beautiful blue sky and white clouds.

Alive, no arms or legs, it's really good, and there are a lot of good days to live in the future.

Now he is waiting for his superiors to come down and ask questions. Today's weather is good, and the mood is good, for a soldier who finally survived, his superiors should be able to bring him a good mood.

Give him a blessing, give him a word of encouragement or something, there are not many requirements to be a soldier, that's all!

I am not familiar with the people from above, because the company is far away from the battalion headquarters on weekdays, and I don't recognize all the big and small leaders in the battalion when we move forward.

Just as he was looking out the window and looking at the clouds floating in the sky, a soldier with an injured arm in the third company of the battalion rushed in: "Go forward, you're finished!" I'll give you very bad news, I just found out who came, be careful that you are killed by him. ”

Xiang Qian was shocked when he heard this, and then smiled faintly disappreciatively: "How come? Why do you fix me? I didn't do anything bad. ”

The man was a veteran, and he smiled bitterly: "You don't know that people's hearts are sinister, and things in the world are as simple as you think." The fact that you were carried away by the enemy army, be careful to be magnified, and he used it to make a fuss, I hope you are okay. ”

Forward, stunned, if he wants to say that, that's really what happened.

"We don't want anything to happen to you either! This one is here, but he has no other skills, but he is an expert. You have just spoken to him, and as soon as you turn away, he will be holding your pigtails within five steps, and he will be insidious. That's why it's called a five-step snake! The veteran shook his head and sighed, "Anyway, I think you're going to be unlucky, be careful yourself, and watch it." ”

He leaned forward with his cane, straightened his waist and said, "Is it true?" I don't think it's that serious, right? ”

The veteran sighed again and said, "You are a new soldier, and I don't know yet, our battalion was originally good, and the relationship between officers and soldiers was very good, but I didn't know that it didn't turn out to be like that later." Oh, I won't talk about it, sit quietly and think about your own mistakes, and don't talk about others. The time was almost up, and I was gone. ”

This soldier was about to leave, and suddenly a lot of comrades-in-arms from their battalion came outside the door, and they all heard that the five-step snake was coming again, and those who knew and didn't know were afraid that they would suffer losses if they moved forward, so they rushed together and crowded a room, and everyone began to discuss countermeasures.

"Just think of a way here to beat up that bear who will only make people worse." A soldier whose right hand was blown off said, "When he came to make statistics on the battle situation, he insisted that Lao Tzu's hand would not have been blown up by himself by pulling a grenade, and he didn't dare to throw it when he saw that the enemy was afraid!" was so angry that Lao Tzu almost vomited blood to death. ”

Everyone laughed bitterly.

"It's a pity that Lao Tzu's hand is not there at that time, if it is still there, he must be beaten with a fist to make him dizzy, how can he talk like this?"

"If you want to say this kind of hatred, and we even have that Ma Ping, obviously he killed five enemies, everyone saw it, he insisted that it didn't count, saying that we wanted to put gold on the faces of the dead, so that the family could get more pensions, is this still a personal word? Underwhelmed beaten! ”

"There's a reason! Guess why he said that? Because Ma Ping once blackened his face with him, and now that he has the opportunity, he still doesn't declare his personal vendetta? With this person in the camp, aren't our soldiers in vain? It's very unlucky! ”

An old squad leader said, "That's good, brother." In the past of that year's big battle, he miscommanded, and he could not even beat the enemy's platoon at a time, and the small hill was killed or wounded, and most of them were not taken. He can still transfer us from other troops, and there are people in the DPRK who are good officials! You know what I mean? ”

Several veterans said, "I heard about it!" Grow one! It's not easy to go, so you come to us. ”

The soldier who was bombed was angry: "This son of a bitch, he's coming again, let's beat him with a black brick!" ”

There was no committality.

"How? To fight or not to fight? "Don't ask. It seems that this suggestion is still a bit marketable.

"I said forget it, after all, he is also a superior, and we have to respect him. Besides, that's a disciplinary offense. A calmer wounded soldier said.

Everyone fell silent and stopped talking, and they were uncomfortable with it.

After these soldiers left, they began to feel a little unhappy in their hearts. Maybe what they said is true, the veterans are disgusted when they talk about this person, and they really hate to eat it alive.

Xiang Qian is a new recruit, and he has heard of this person, but he has not been able to receive it himself.

I was thinking about it up and down, and I was uncertain, when suddenly there was a noise in the courtyard outside, and a military jeep came in, and after stopping, a few people walked down from inside.

Forward, I looked by the window and saw these people, two guards with submachine guns, standing in the courtyard with the driver basking in the sun, and several other people carrying briefcases, led by one of the leaders, strode over and entered the headquarters of the temporary hospital next to them.

After a while, the director and a hygienist came and called him forward. I had to hold on to my crutches and walk step by step. Before he went out, a serious middle-aged man with a square face, prominent cheekbones, and a wide forehead and no flesh took the lead and walked in.

Hurriedly shouted: "Hello chief! ”