"At least, Christmas Eve is still a peaceful ......"

When was this sigh, Natalia couldn't remember......

But there seems to be such a sentence, although it is distant and empty, but it does exist in that place, but it has not been noticed for two years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey......" Natalia took one last look at the corpse on the ground, silently lit a cigarette, and said softly: "May there be no war in heaven...... After reading, she called Leonid on the side, and immediately went to find the direction of the follow-up attack......

When did that happen? Natalia doesn't really remember, but it's Christmas Eve. Since there were no unforgettable battles, that day did not leave a deep impression on Natalia. It's like a simple and ordinary day in an ordinary military career, just like that, it's gone, the only difference is that there is a little more festive atmosphere. That's right, the only thing that goes extra is just a little bit of a festive atmosphere that isn't too strong.

Although it is in the military, it is a crucial holiday like Christmas, and even if you can't take time off to go home and reunite with your family, you can still find a little atmosphere in the barracks. Everyone was laughing and trying to make the most of the good time. But in this festive building, there is a lonely figure sitting in the corner.

"Knock knock!" She gently lifted the steel flask slightly, and a wisp of cool liquid passed through her throat and into her stomach, bringing a burning sensation. She didn't drink it in a hurry, but slowly poured it into her mouth as if she were tasting wine. It's just that her expression with a touch of sadness makes people not see the leisure of wine tasting at all.

"Hey! Miss, you seem to be alone! As she continued her pale tasting, a man with slightly red cheeks and a hint of drunkenness sat across from her.

"Let's have a drink?" The man brought his flask up, and the young woman glanced at it, smiled, and handed her jug up and touched it.

"Bell!" After the crisp sound, the two of them each took another sip of wine. The man wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said with a worried expression: "Miss, I see that you are so sad, this is not good!" It's Christmas tomorrow! How? Missing family? ”

"No, the family is long gone." The woman shook her head and said with a wry smile: "Although I am not an orphan, there is really no one who can call me that way now, and there are still a few relatives who are a little more distant." ”

"Oh! That's sorry to make you ring this kind of thing on a day like this. The man apologized again and again, and the woman said that it was not a big deal, after all, it had been a few years and she could get used to it somewhat.

"What's on your mind then?" The man stared at the flask in his hand and said, "There aren't many days of real leisure and relaxation like this for people like us." ”

The man was right. Originally, soldiers like them actually have nothing to be nervous about in peacetime, and it is nothing more than training and training, and leisure time is not uncommon. But once there is friction or war with the enemy, they must be prepared as soon as possible.

Generally speaking, however, as long as there is no full-scale war, only a small percentage of the troops actually participate in the war. Unfortunately, however, this men's and women's troops are a very small part of this. They were fighting the enemy on the front line at this time, and the results were not very satisfactory, and there was no intention of stopping the small-scale war, so every day was spent in tension.

"If I say that, I don't care what we are in now. When it's a holiday, you should be happy, you should play, and you will fall on the bed like a puddle of mud after a good drink. The man said with a big grin, and the woman did not interject, but continued to listen to him, "Otherwise, wouldn't this good festival be wasted?" After all, there are so few times like this when you really don't need to be nervous! ”

As he said, Christmas is a very important day, and there really is no need to be too nervous. After all, neither of the warring sides is very good at fighting the enemy at this time, and under such a mentality, the battle situation takes a step back from each other, and it becomes a short and subtle pause.

This is pretty good news for the soldiers on both sides of the war, and while it doesn't solve the problem fundamentally, it's good to give a day off for a tired body, if not to celebrate.

"What? Still can't be happy? The man looked at the woman's face with some embarrassment, even though he said so much, the woman did not change her attitude, and her expression only changed from a faint sadness to a wry smile.

"Ouch......" The man sighed deeply, poured another large sip of wine, and then slammed the flask on the wooden tabletop and said, "If you want me to say that it is wrong to let women go to war!" There are so many men in this country, which is your turn? Even if there is suffering and bullets, then let us carry it! ”

"Do you really think so?" Speaking of this, the woman finally reacted, and she asked the man: "Although it is true that most women are inferior to men in terms of combat effectiveness, I don't think it is a good decision to wait for all of you men to die and then let us go to war." ”

"Sorry, I didn't mean that......" The man pointed to his mouth, then to the flask. It seems that he did not clearly express what he wanted to say, and this was all because of the wine.

"I'll ask you a question." The woman waved her hand, signaling that the incident was over, and then transformed the next thing and said, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

"Afraid of death? Hehe......" The man shrugged his shoulders, drank the last bit of wine left in the jug in one go, and said with a flushed face: "To be honest, who is not afraid of death? Who doesn't want to live to the day of the battle. But let me tell you, some bullets have to be taken by someone. It's not you, it's not me, it's everyone else in this room, there are people who can't escape. However, if everyone goes to the battlefield with guns in a frightened mood, then I guess there will only be one or two people who will be shot! ”

"Indeed......" The woman nodded slightly, glanced at the others in the room, and finally looked back at the man and said, "What, are you afraid of their death?" (To be continued.) )