The train keeps heading east. It was dawn, and they did not reach the station, and they noticeably felt that the train had picked up speed. Platoon Commander Wang sent the soldiers several times, he knew that this section of the road was longer, and in another hour, the train would be safe when it entered the culvert in front. Because it was daytime, enemy planes could bomb at any time, and the train had a good line of sight and ran faster than at night. Sure enough, a shrill roar overshadowed the sound of the train running. They didn't know what it was, and most of them had never seen an airplane. They were all crowded and looked out, and two enemy planes flew over at an ultra-low altitude grazing the trees. Platoon Commander Wang had experience, watched the plane turn to the right and row the tail of the car, knew that it was going to strafe, and hurriedly shouted: "Lie down by the carriage immediately!" As soon as the words fell, before they could react, a shuttle of aircraft machine gun bullets poured down like a torrential rain. Numerous holes were pierced through the canopy, followed by a painful "Oh! "Shouting. Platoon Commander Wang and Liang Guocheng ran to the wounded soldier at the same time. I saw that his face was twisted in pain, his body was convulsed, and his chest was pierced by a bullet a hole as big as the mouth of a wine glass, and blood gurgled and gurgled out. Liang Guocheng was stupid, he had never seen such a seriously injured person, he never imagined that an airplane bullet could hit a person with such a big hole, and he had never seen blood flowing out of a person's body. He was a little overwhelmed and stood there, not knowing where to start. It was still the veteran platoon commander Wang who had experience, and he loudly asked Liang Guocheng to hold down the wounds of the wounded, and quickly took out a first-aid kit and pressed it on the wounds of the wounded. The wounded warrior, who had just been wounded, cried out a few times, but did not make a sound, and finally coughed a few times, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth, tilted his head and stopped breathing. Liang Guocheng got up suddenly, took a few steps back, looked at the face of the sacrifice, and looked at his bloodied hands, as if this warrior had been killed by himself. My heart was racing, my scalp was tight, I was dizzy, and the contents of my stomach were rushing up my throat. In fact, it was even more terrible to see the soldier burned to death at the station, but he didn't do anything, and the soldier died of the feeling when he pressed the wound.

The enemy plane rushed down with a strange scream, fired two rows of bullets, and then flew away with a strange scream. This is an enemy reconnaissance plane, and the train is safe for the time being. Platoon Commander Wang shouted Liang Guocheng, and the two of them carried the sacrificed soldiers and put them around a corner. Platoon Commander Wang was worried that the recruits were afraid, so he held some straw on the ground of the carriage and put it on the sacrificial soldiers.

Everyone in the trunk was crammed into the back half of the trunk, all staring at the soldiers who died in the corner of the first half of the trunk. No one spoke, not even coughed, and everyone tried to hold back as much as possible, as if they were afraid of waking up their sleeping comrades.

Platoon Commander Wang sat at the front of the recruits, he knew that the recruits were afraid of the dead, and he stood in the front, so as to eliminate some of everyone's fears. Liang Guocheng sat next to Platoon Commander Wang, his eyes staring at the sacrificial comrades covered with straw, although he hadn't slept much all night, he didn't dare to close his eyes now. As soon as he closed his eyes, the painful expressions of his wounded comrades-in-arms immediately appeared in front of him, and the hole in his chest that had been hit by an airplane bullet made blood gush out like a faucet. He had never seen a dead person when he was so old, let alone a killing on the battlefield, and he even didn't believe that the life that was alive just now died in such an instant. If it weren't for the fact that he was a little scared, he wanted to go over and see if he was really dead.

Suddenly, he saw the straw that covered the sacrificial soldier move, his heart tightened, and asked the platoon leader next to him: "I saw it moved, is it not dead?" ”

Platoon Commander Wang smiled bitterly and said, "How is it possible." ”

Liang Guocheng said: "I did move just now. ”

"That's the wind blowing."

"What if I wake up?"

Platoon Commander Wang felt that the student soldiers were a little innocent and cute, and said patiently: "It's impossible to live if you're so seriously injured!" ”

He had never seen a dead person, and he didn't believe that his comrades died like this. He wanted to go over and take a look, but he was a little timid, so he dragged Wang Platoon Commander and wanted the two of them to follow each other to be brave. Platoon Commander Wang felt that they were naïve at first, but now he feels that they are stupid and unenlightened in this matter. He stood up and walked with Liang Guocheng to the sacrificial soldiers, bent down to pick up the straw covering the sacrificial soldiers, and pointed: "Look! ”

The moment Platoon Commander Wang lifted the straw on the sacrificial soldier, Liang Guocheng took a step back. I saw that the blood on the sacrificial soldier's body had coagulated, his face was pale, his eyes were staring, his teeth were exposed, and he was gritting his teeth hard. Platoon Commander Wang knew that this was caused by the pain of the sacrificed soldiers.

Although Liang Guocheng had just lifted the straw, he took a step back when he saw the miserable white face of the sacrificed soldier, after all, he was brave with the platoon commander Wang in his body. His eyes were a little moist, and he stood up gently, shook his head, and sighed.

"Press and close the eyes of the sacrificed comrades, on such a cold day, it will be difficult to get the corpse." Platoon Commander Wang wanted to hone his guts.

Liang Guocheng squatted down, his hand just touched the face of his sacrificial comrade-in-arms, and he felt that his body temperature was already cold, and he couldn't help but shrink his hand. He looked up at Platoon Leader Wang, who gave him a positive look. He opened his hand and gently pressed the eyes of the sacrificed warrior with his thumb and middle finger, and as soon as the hand left, suddenly the closed eyes opened again. He was frightened by this, he got up suddenly, broke out in a cold sweat, his mouth opened wide, pointed to the corpse, and said, "This, this ......"

Platoon Commander Wang knew the recruits' hearts, and he was afraid when he touched the corpse with his hand, but when he saw the corpse's eyes suddenly opened, he was of course frightened. This will leave a shadow on the hearts of the recruits, and if they are not unraveled, they will be afraid of death for a long time, even years. He patted Liang Guocheng on the shoulder, pulled him to squat, and told him, "The dead are like this." You didn't do it right, but if you do it right, you can close your eyes. ”

In fact, the young platoon commander Wang couldn't figure out what was going on with the dead man's eyes open and unable to close them at once. It's just that I joined the army earlier, and after the war, I've seen how veterans get it. He pulled Liang Guocheng to squat in front of the corpse's head, pressed his palms in front of the corpse's temples, rubbed gently, slowly touched his index finger and middle finger on the upper and lower eyes, and then pressed down the eyelids with his palms, and the corpse's eyes were closed. And he closed his mouth in the same way. Liang Guocheng straightened the collar of the corpse, stretched out the clothes, and re-covered them with straw, which was the best respect for the deceased on the battlefield. The shrill roar of the plane sounded again, and from far to near, the damned plane was back. Everyone got down on the side of the car. Da, da, da, there was a burst of gunfire, and the plane flew over the roof of the car as if it were on top of the trunk, with the roar of a huge machine.

Platoon Commander Wang asked hurriedly, "Is anyone hurt?" ”