Chapter 1. That red flag

It hurts, it hurts all over his body, as if 10 million grass and mud horses have crushed over him, or the kind that doesn't code......

Li Yu only regained his instincts slightly, but before he could open his eyes and see his surroundings clearly, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly and moan. There was a groan, but as the clammy and cold air entered the lungs from his throat, it was as if he had been pulled into some wound, and the nerves all over his body transmitted an incomparably painful feeling to his brain. He couldn't help but clench his teeth, but the uncontrollable slight twitching of his muscles made the pain even more amplified through the nerves.

However, being able to fall from a cliff more than ten meters high, this feeling of pain is actually a normal reaction of the body, and it is even worth celebrating. Li Yu tentatively took two tentative breaths, and although his chest hurt, it showed that he did not seriously hurt the internal organs inside, causing the numbness that scared him the most. Feeling the stinging pain, Li Yu finally put his heart at ease, gulped down the pain all over his body, and tried hard to swallow some kind of clammy cold and moldy air, so that his trachea and lungs could fully receive oxygen, and let his still restless heart try to calm down.

"It's really special, what kind of big nose garlic does Lao Tzu have, he is almost a glorious martyr!"

As his whole body regained consciousness, Li Yu's still groggy brain had gradually become energetic, but he still closed his eyes and didn't dare to open them. It's just that I thought of the story of how I was a company commander before, and I directly saved a careless comrade-in-arms under my hands, but I fell off the cliff myself, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile: "There is no second-class merit on the top this time, don't want to send me away with a whole regiment of praise or something..."

The cliff more than ten meters high Li Yu is infiltrating when he thinks about it, especially when he fell down in mid-air before, the feeling of excessive adrenaline secretion is not much better than the feeling of parachuting for the first time, and at least the paratroopers still have parachutes, he only has a special life.

Rolling his eyes, he felt better after swallowing oxygen, Li Yu moved his fingers, and then clenched his fists to grasp the control of his whole body, and after making sure that he was not seriously affected, he couldn't help but rejoice that he slowly opened his eyes, but looking at the reeds imprinted in his eyes above, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Where is this?" ”

But before he could wonder about the neat reeds on the top of his head, he was already surprised by the sound he made, and swallowed slightly, Li Yu couldn't help blinking his eyes and taking a deep breath, because what he heard just now was definitely not the standard three Chinese characters in ordinary times, but another familiar and unfamiliar language from the tip of his tongue that was light and flexible and bounced back in contact with the top of his mouth!

"What the fuck is this? What is it? ”

Li Yu twisted his stiff neck in horror and looked away along the reed ceiling above, only to find himself in an extremely simple room, through the half-torn and tattered windows, he could even see the vertical rows of buildings outside the window. But this made his eyes widen even more, because the architectural style outside the window was definitely different from the one built by the villagers in the countryside or in the village.

Even that feeling made Li Yu indescribably weird, because that feeling was as if he had seen it, but just when he wanted to think about it, he found that a sudden feeling of dizziness appeared in his head instantly, as if it had been spinning in a washing machine for more than ten minutes, making his whole person feel retching.

"Levsky, thank God, you're finally awake."

Just when Li Yu was still lying in place with his eyes wide open, trying to calm himself down, a bearded, almost old face suddenly appeared above his eyes. The somewhat dirty old face smiled slightly, looked at his open eyes, grinned and showed some yellowed teeth, sighed to himself, and watched him say the extremely familiar and unfamiliar words before: "No matter what, at least we are still alive now..."

"Russian..."

Listening to the crisp contact between the tip of the tongue and the palate, the language that separates the air and the voice, Li Yu's head, which was still a little dizzy, instantly remembered a few words of Russian he had learned, and before he could say anything, he just trembled and stretched out his arm and moved it to his eyes, looking at the slender palm stained with dirt and dirt, and the white skin, the dizziness in his head suddenly became a little more violent, and even made his hand fall heavily on the ground.

Li Yu was originally a mountain company commander of a mechanized infantry unit of the 39th Group Army stationed in the Shenyang Military Region. You must know that the 39th Group Army is a heavy mechanized unit that can be counted in the whole country and even in the whole of Asia, and it is a front-line combat unit specially used to guard against the big brother in the north who once turned against each other and now has a lukewarm relationship. As one of the company commanders, of course, he also knew a few simple words of Russian, although only to understand, but at least he was extremely impressed by the unique tongue of the Russian language.

"But... Here it is... Here it is..."

Slowly opened his mouth and pursed his lips, Li Yu's eyes suddenly widened, he looked through the tattered window, an extremely brightly colored red flag fluttered above a building, the sun shone on it, the red flag proudly waved in the wind, and below the sickle and hammer was a hollow five-pointed star, but he couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and the raised head was also decadently thrown back to the straw under him, combined with the obvious Caucasian next to him and the scene in the novel, he seemed to have understood something.

At the same time, the originally dizzy head suddenly burst out of a clear stream, a large number of memory fragments quickly filled his mind, and the people and things flashed very quickly, directly making him blink his eyes, there was not much feeling of swelling pain, as if a person who had just woken up washed his face with cold water, but before he had time to hurry and carefully read the memories in his mind, a huge sound instantly came from the wooden door on the side of the room.

"Bang-"

The wooden door was kicked open by a right foot wearing black military boots, and it slammed into the wall with an ugly moan. Yin, Li Yu frowned slightly and looked sideways, but there was no violent reaction, but the old man who was a little dirty next to him couldn't help trembling when he looked in that direction, as if he had encountered some kind of fearful character, but he just sat on the straw next to Li Yu at a loss, looking extremely afraid.

"You two pigs, damn moths that corrode socialism!"

Before the person could fully walk in, a series of rapid tongue-flicking invectives came, and rude words came out of the fat cheeks, and on the protruding lips were fat, almost hideous faces, staring at his black-brown eyes with Tatar blood, looking at the two people in the room, he collected his fat belly, and spat at his feet fiercely: "Two scum! ”

The fat body was covered with a green military uniform that did not fit well, and the belt was tightly strangled around the belly that seemed to be three months pregnant, and the poor belt strangled it almost into a gourd, and the person who walked in disdainfully skimmed Li Yu and the white old man, and the contempt and disgust on his face were simply red. Naked. Standing up to the armed belt next to the army's green shirt, there was a pistol in it, his hand subconsciously crossed the handle of the pistol, pinched his waist and sank his throat, lifted his chin that had been folded, and said coldly: "Levsky and Bachel, you two scum get ready, the Siberian train will leave in two hours." ”

Just behind this fat man, two Caucasian people who were also dressed in the same way also walked in with a smile, looking at Li Yu and the white old man in the room, with ridicule and contempt in their eyes, but they didn't speak, just stood behind the fat man, pulled their gun belts, and exposed the muzzle of the rifle behind them on their shoulders, looking extremely angry.

"Soviet..."

Li Yu didn't care about the fat man and the two soldiers, he just squinted his eyes and looked at the hats on the top of the three of them, the hat sewn from cotton and animal skin had a strong old hairy rough style, but what made him feel more conspicuous was that in front of the hat, a red five-pointed star cut from red cloth was sewn on it, making him can't help but sigh in a low voice: "Sure enough..."

"What are you talking about? My dear Mr. Levsky? ”

The fat man saw Li Yu muttering, his fat face showed a kind of schadenfreude smile, his almost invisible neck twisted slightly, pinched his fat waist and shrugged his shoulders and laughed a few times, before he looked down at the two of them, with a slight threat in his tone: "For Siberia's sake, don't let me make any unpleasant moves, do you?" ”

Without waiting for Li Yu to say anything to the white old man, he snapped his fingers directly, twisted his fat body and walked towards the outside of the wooden door, turned his head to his two subordinates and ordered: "Close the door, and in two days, like those damn guys, they will all be sent to the train station!" ”

"Don't worry, none of them can run away from their cockroach-like garbage!"

The two Soviet soldiers behind him also laughed, carrying the gun belt on their shoulders, and the schadenfreude and contempt on their faces rushed towards the two of them, but they didn't do much "warm-up activities", and followed the fat man to turn around and walk out, but when he left, the last one showed a strange smile on his face: "Two hours later, good luck to you!" Then he slammed the tattered wooden door shut, hummed an inexplicable folk song, locked it, and left the house.

"Oh, Levsky, it's okay, Siberia is not a no-man's land and a wasteland."

Just after the three of them walked out, the white old man Bacher sighed slightly, his dry hands stained with black mud were gently closed, his slightly cloudy eyes rolled, he glanced at Li Yu, then put his hands on his chest, and just sighed slightly: "God will bless us, because the merciful God will always watch over us in heaven." ”

"God? Jesus? Christ? ”

Li Yu moved his arm slightly, the pain in his whole body had been slightly lighter, he turned his head to look at the old man Batchelle who seemed to be praying, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, in his memory, this old man was the only priest of the Orthodox church in the town, thinking about everything that happened to his body before he crossed over, Li Yu slowly exhaled, let himself sit up slowly on the straw pile, and gently pressed the important part of his body a few times, but the pain in the muscles did not hurt the bones and internal organs, he couldn't help but shake his head and grit his teeth and said: " I prefer, socialism ..."

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