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The battlefield had stopped for a moment, and a faint smoke of gunpowder began to fill the otherwise peaceful collective farm, in which many figures walked carefully and quickly among the obstacles. … The top story says that although there was a slight pause on the battlefield, the gunfire still rang out from time to time, especially the troops on the periphery, who were already able to surround the collective farms, were still shooting inside.

In the area inside the collective farm, trenches were being dug rapidly, and although they still looked a little rough, and even compared to a real trench, they were almost like a small drainage canal, but they were quite useful to the Red Army soldiers.

Although the fighting stopped for a while, the Red Army soldiers still did not relax, and all of them carefully lay on the ground, using shovels to quickly dig into the soft soil, and quickly expand the trenches under them. Those bullets don't know who is who, after having a trench, at least they can ensure their own safety, who will not be able to live with their own lives?

And in the safer collective farm house, under the tattered walls of heavy machine guns, the dozen or so Ukrainian boys were carefully squatting in the back, all of them silently bowing their heads, holding the Mosin Nagant in their arms riding a gun or rifle, and there was silence.

One by one, their faces have lost their previous fanaticism and sacredness, and if they look closely, the young faces have brought sadness and fear, and even uncontrollable fear. Especially when they heard the gunshots that rang out from time to time in their ears, they all trembled subconsciously, and the fear on their faces deepened.

"We... Let's go? ”

Finally, a young man sitting in the corner slowly raised his head, he looked at his companions around him, who were all carefully holding rifles and hiding in this house, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, paused, and said softly: "We... It's now... I can leave this place completely..."

Originally, there was silence in the room, only a gentle gasp, but when his words appeared in this room, the group of young men around them all turned their heads to look at him, their eyes widened and they gasped heavily, but none of them dared to answer his words, although many of them seemed to have a little hope in their eyes.

"You... Do you want to be a deserter? ”

A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and at the same time, the figure who made the voice also stood up gently, it was the fanatical young man Naryshkin, but his eyes were already red, and he looked at the companion who had been getting along day and night in a daze, and had said some fanatical declarations, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and say: "How can you be a deserter?!" ”

"Naryshkin, don't be stupid, do you know how many people there are outside?"

The young man's lips trembled, but when he looked at Naryshkin, his eyes were quite frightened, especially when he looked at the guys around him, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and said slowly: "Their number is several times that of us!" He stared at Naryshkin, gritted his teeth and said, "We will die!" ”

His words were demagogic, or they didn't need any passionate speeches, and their words had already penetrated into the hearts of the group of companions around him. Because it's pretty much the show, or rather, that's what all of them have in mind. They will die, and yes, they are afraid of death.

"You... You guys..."

Naryshkin swallowed slowly, he looked at his companions in front of him, who were still passionate and had shouted and sworn an oath, but he still couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and his rapidly beating heart twitched violently, bringing him a throbbing from the depths of his soul. Naryshkin lowered his head and asked softly: "You guys, all think so?" ”

"They... It's really horrible..."

On the faces around them, there was a slow depression, especially listening to the gunshots in their ears, they subconsciously put down the Mosin Nagant riding gun in their hands, they all looked at Naryshkin, with incomparable fear in their eyes, and said: "We really can't stay here, we really all die, we shouldn't be like this at all!" ”

"Yes, we should probably follow the arrangement... We're like this now... It shouldn't have been like this..."

A Ukrainian young man slowly raised his head, he looked at Naryshkin bowing his head, but with some kind of unwillingness and remorse on his face, he pursed his mouth gently, he clenched his teeth tightly, and there was a little cry in his voice: "If all this had not happened, how nice it would be!" ”

When the companions around him heard his words with a crying voice, they all immediately lowered their heads, and all of them sighed softly in an extremely decadent manner, and even a low cry came from the corner. They are just a group of young children, only one heart of blood, but when the blood passes, they cry more sadly than anyone else.

"No, you're trying to escape!"

Naryshkin raised his head suddenly, he looked at his companions who had been shouting and roaring and swearing in front of him, and now his heart was only cold. He could even remember the words that everyone had used to clench their fists and roar out loud, but now, he could only burst out with a wave of anger from the bottom of his heart.

They had sworn together to overthrow the rotten government, but when it came to the real sense of the war, he found that their group of hot-blooded youths, who had believed that they were fearless in everything, had begun to fall silent. In other words, the blood of these hot-blooded young people is no longer rising, no longer rolling, no longer hot-blooded...

Because they saw the reality of suppressing them, and saw the naked reality, they were given a hard blow to the head with blood, and let them be in the coldest winter, that is, death! Revolution is not a dinner party, the flower of freedom needs blood to irrigate, and so is revolution.

"But we're going to die..."

A young man, who was Naryshkin's neighbor, his best friend from childhood to adulthood, but for Naryshkin, he could not hold back his tears, and said in a low voice: "We should not be like this at all, even if we are hungry, maybe we will not have to be killed like this." ”

"But we're not dead now!" Naryshkin instantly roared, and the violent voice instantly made everyone in the room tremble, he clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and looked at this group of original companions, wanting to continue to roar something, but his mouth was speechless, and finally squatted on the ground in despair, and said slowly: "But what can we do now?" ”

He was also a young man, and although his previous anger had led him to lead his companions to fearlessness, in this battlefield of death, he finally lowered his head and only sighed softly, "What can we do now?" I'm afraid I'm already wanted..."

"Or let's surrender."

A man swallowed softly, he looked at his companions around him, but couldn't help but speak: "They don't know that we are here, after all, no one knows that we have fought with them, maybe we can say that we are deceived and will not do anything to us!" ”

His words were very confused, because his thoughts were also quite confused, but his words were like a life-saving straw in the river, so that many of his companions around him nodded quickly, and their eyes were full of longing, especially looking at Naryshkin, they all swallowed and spitted at him, and said to him almost pleadingly: "We want to live, Naryshkin, we don't want to die!" ”

"But who wants to die?"

Naryshkin clenched his teeth, his whole body was exerting his strength, but his strength could not get a way to vent, and finally sighed fiercely, he gritted his teeth and said softly: "We have to leave here while it is dark, so that those guys can't find us." He paused, looked at Li Yu's direction, still clenched his fists and said, "Don't be discovered by them!" ”

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