There are no unjust souls on Hell Island!

Almost every "folk man" who first entered Hell Island told them this as soon as they arrived on the island, after having no choice but to "choose" and were in charge of training them. In the course of the next training, the veterans will do everything possible to torture these recruits, month after month, month after month, unless one day, they can end the normal recruit training, until then, the torture will be lessened.

"Exercise keeps you warm, and in order to keep you from freezing to death, we will have 10,000 ways for you to get enough exercise."

As far as Li Pengcheng is concerned, from the day he was "tricked" into going to this Hell Island and becoming a "glorious soldier of the Liberation Army," the sergeants who trained him shouted at them like this, and every day he was pulled down was a nightmare. On the first day, before dawn, the sergeants woke everyone up with the sound of pistol shots.

In a state of sincere fear, Li Pengcheng, like everyone else, took off his thick and warm cotton jacket and cotton trousers on the training ground, and then wore a thin training shirt to train on the training ground, running around the island, carrying logs, and dragging ammunition boxes; just as they said, they did have 10,000 ways to get them to exercise.

At the end of the day's training, Li Pengcheng, like everyone else, would fall asleep as soon as he returned to the dormitory, but that was not enough; after the normal training, he would have to take an hour of "Chinese studies" to learn literacy, nationalism, and ...... In short, they will not be allowed to sleep until the last bit of strength has been exhausted.

In the early hours of the morning, the sudden sound of gunfire can wake up the dead, almost at the moment of hearing the gunshot, the recruits who are sleeping and have nightmares that have ended, as soon as their eyes open, their first reaction is to roll out of bed, and then the first thing is not to get dressed, but to run towards the gun rack, this is more than a month of training, non-commissioned officers with whips and sticks to teach them instincts, hearing the sound of gunfire and wearing clothes will be dealt with by military law, the first reaction of soldiers to hear the sound of gunfire should be to take up arms and fight.

The three sergeants standing at the door of the barracks looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction, today is not bad, everyone takes their weapons according to the division.

"Everyone! Gather! Right away! Kick the time to begin! ”

When the sergeant carrying the baton turned around and shouted again, the gun returned to the gun rack, and Li Pengcheng, who ran to the side of the bed to get dressed, had just put on his hat, and then he tripped over his clothes and fell heavily on the cold and hard gray surface.

The sergeants ignored the chaos in the barracks, and they used to come over like this.

Five minutes later, after washing up and putting on pants, underwear and boots, Li Pengcheng and his comrades-in-arms next to him stood together, ready to start training, and after a simple warm-up, they went around the island for a week, and when they ran, they had to hum songs.

After a lap, the sun had just shown its face from the eastern horizon. Facing these recruits was a broad-shouldered, gloomy guy, wearing the same military uniform as the recruits, except that compared to these recruits, his trousers were straight, his boots could be used as mirrors, and like the instructors, he held a leather whip in his hand.

"Attention of the whole company, stand up!"

Ma Youcai, who was standing in front of everyone, forced a muffled roar from his throat.

"I am a professional sergeant Ma Youcai, and I am the training company commander of our company. When you speak to me, salute and say, "Sir." Now about the whip. They serve two purposes. First, indicate who the superior is. Second, we want them to be used on you, to knock on you, to make you agile, to improve your memory. You can't get hurt from it, and using a cane won't have such consequences. A sting at most, but a lot of nonsense can be avoided. ”

Ma Youcai, who had just been promoted to sergeant three days ago, looked a little proud, and when he spoke, he waved the raw cowhide whip in his hand into the air, which was a symbol of power for the sergeants on the training ground, I don't know how many times, he dreamed that he would also receive one. Now, this idea has finally been transferred to the teaching team with the former company commander of the sixth training company, and he has begun to lead this recruit company, controlling the life and death of these people.

"There are no unjust souls on Hell Island. So, we train you...... Who's snorting? ”

Ma Youcai's words, which delivered his opening speech, were interrupted by the sound of snorting, and he shouted with a loud face.

No one answered.

"Who's sniffing?"

Again, this time the voice was not loud, but everyone knew what would happen if no one stood up, one person was wrong, everyone should be in charge, in the army, everyone is a whole, individual mistakes will lead to the failure of the whole, and finally everyone will die, this is a truth they told them with military sticks and leather whips.

"Me."

"What am I?"

"I sniffed."

"I sniffed, sir!"

"I sniffed, sir! The wind blows, sir! ”

Standing on the beach wearing a thin training uniform, running for more than ten kilometers, sweating all over my body and being blown by the sea breeze, it is strange that I don't catch a cold.

"Oh!"

Ma Youcai walked towards the sniffer with a blank face and waved his whip under his nose.

"Name?"

Liang Dong ...... Sir. ”

"Liang Dong ......"

Ma Youcai coldly repeated his name, and while repeating the name of the recruit, the whip in his right hand shifted to his left hand.

"Liang Dong is out of the ranks!"

"Yes, sir!"

Liang Dong in the queue took a step forward, and as soon as he stood firm, Ma Youcai's right leg stepped back, and his right fist punched his small belly, and Liang Dong was knocked to the ground with a miserable howl.

"Get up!"

"Yes...... Sir! ”

Although the pain in his stomach felt as if the intestines were twisted together, he stood up in obedience.

"Stand firm!"

Then, Ma Youcai's iron fist flew again, and this time it hit his little belly again.

"Get up!"

Liang Dong stood up again, the corners of Ma Youcai's lips raised, this time he didn't fight again, but looked at the recruit who was standing there in pain.

"Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold! Sir! ”

Liang Dong's answer made Li Pengcheng almost not laugh, his snot was running down his lips, how could his lips not be cold when they were cold and blue.

"Hmmm! But I still feel like you're cold. Well...... Gotta figure it out. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ma Youcai pointed it with a whip.

"See that bunker?"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and there were a few lonely buildings on the top of the hill, which were pillboxes, and they had seen other troops attack them.

"Leave the team. Run two back and forth. I'm talking about running. Fast! Corporal! Give him a time. ”

"Yes, Sergeant."

One of the six men with the baton left the queue and ran towards Liang Dong, and after a short run it caught up with him, and as soon as he caught up with him, the stick swung towards his buttocks.

He turned to the recruits and saw that they were still trembling and standing upright. Ma Youcai walked through from beginning to end, glaring at them one by one, with a sneer on his face. Finally, he stood in front of us, shaking his head, as if talking to himself, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Why does this keep falling on me?"

Li Pengcheng felt the company commander's eyes fixed on him, and then swept to the other people.

"You think that wearing this uniform is a soldier of the Liberation Army! No! ”

His eyes were staring at them, and Ma Youcai's face was full of contempt.

"You're a bunch of minions! Livestock! Got it? You fucking have a slave surname in your bones, and you are bastards who are Manchu slaves, and when you put on this military uniform, you have ruined this military uniform! I've never seen so many bastards who aren't enough minions in my life - you, what about you! Put away your belly! Keep your head up! I'm talking to you! ”

Li Pengcheng hurriedly straightened his chest and stomach, although he was not sure if the instructor was talking about him. But the company commander in front of him kept talking and talking, listening to his roar, in short, he would not stop when he could not raise his head without scolding them, and insulting him so much that even the dead were born.

Yes, Li Pengcheng was used to it and numb, and finally, Ma Youcai was tired of scolding, and his face was flat, so he walked in front of the queue.

"Who are you?"

"Soldiers of the Liberation Army!"

"What is the Liberation Army?"

"Restore the nation, always loyal, resolute will, and work together!"

"What makes the blood flag red!"

"Blood! Blood! Blood! ”

"How do we survive!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"I can't hear you!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"Raised by a bitch, I still can't hear it!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Standard, official, dogmatic questions and answers echoed in the training grounds, where they had to get used to, accept, and identify with all of them, and the only thing they needed to do on Hell Island was loyalty and obedience, and it was their duty and mission to shed blood and kill.

"Someone has left the island again!"

During the training break, looking at the dozens of soldiers lined up on the trestle and bidding farewell to the commander respectfully, Wu Xinglan's eyes were full of envy, leaving the island is everyone's dream, especially during the training of recruits, almost everyone had the idea of escaping.

But on this island, there are a few people who can escape, and in the end, those who try to escape have to choose between fleeing, committing suicide, or returning to the team. In the end, those who escaped still had to return to the team, and it was impossible for them to escape at all, and although they returned, they still had to pay the price, 50 military sticks in public.

As for those who can't bear this hellish life, there are also suicides, but can suicide solve the problem? No!

Grit your teeth and survive recruit training, and you can ascend from hell to heaven! When training these recruits, they will tell them that heaven, after becoming a veteran, life is indeed like heaven, the monthly salary is full, you can rest for a day and a half every week, you only need to train for 10 hours a day, and even on Sundays, you can go to the outer islands to relax.

The only fly in the ointment is that the mainland is too far away from them, and they almost don't know when they can set foot on the mainland again, sometimes they will stand on the top of the mountain, holding a high-powered telescope, looking at the continent from afar, sometimes they feel that they should see the continent, but that is just a feeling.

Ma Youcai lazily leaned on the stone and pressed the brim of his hat to block the sun.

"If you can enter the reconnaissance camp and pass the school examination, you will also have the opportunity to go to the mainland!"

"Reconnaissance Battalion ......"

Wu Xinglan smiled helplessly, those who could enter the reconnaissance battalion were the best soldiers, and he himself was not even selected for the reconnaissance company, let alone the reconnaissance battalion of the headquarters, so he could only think about it.

"What are you training for the afternoon?"

"Shoot! What about you? ”

"Bomb dropping!"

“…… The killing range of the grenade can reach fifteen meters! ”

Standing in front of the grenade flip chart, Ma Youcai paced back and forth, introducing the grenade's surname and parameters to these recruits.

"And shrapnel can fly farther!"

With a twist of hand, he picked up a red trainer bullet from the table.

"Unscrew the back cover! Pull the line, look, now the grenade is lit, and then we make a wave of our arms, throw the grenade out, and then we look for cover. ”

After completing a set of action explanations, Ma Youcai walked in front of the soldiers with a trainer bullet in his hand.

"Four to five seconds after pulling the line, it will explode! Is there a problem? ”

Staring at these recruits in front of him, Ma Youcai asked, and the soldiers didn't say anything, just looked at the grenade in the commander's hand.

"Boom!"

After each explosion, there was a cheer from the bunker by the sea, and the explosion of the grenade, although it made them fearful, it also stimulated their nerves and made them excited.

Taking out the grenade from the box, Ma Youcai shouted.

"Next!"

Li Pengcheng walked over, took the grenade with some excitement, unscrewed the back cover and threw it away.

"Pull the line, wave the arm, throw out, dodge ......"

Accompanied by Ma Youcai's command, the grenade was thrown out of Li Pengcheng's hand, and the sand raised by the explosion even flew into the bunker.

"Next ......"

"Damn, I said throw it out!"

Occasionally, when he threw a grenade or forgot to throw a bomb out of timidity, Ma Youcai would always curse loudly, one for each person, and slowly the ammunition box was empty, and there were only two boxes of 180 grenades left.

"Next ......"

Some people are excited by the explosion, some people are frightened by the explosion, the throwing of the grenade can best show the courage, holding the grenade in his hand, handing the grenade to the hand of a recruit, Ma Youcai noticed that the recruit's face was pale, and even his arm trembled slightly.

"Give!"

Stuffed the grenade into his hand, and without waiting for Ma Youcai to shout the order, the recruit unscrewed the back cover, and when the porcelain ball slid the handle of the grenade, he pulled it hard, and the grenade "zizi" smoked, and the grenade was still in his hand, and he was frightened.

"Are you crazy? Throw it out! Hurry up ......"

Ma Youcai opened his mouth and shouted loudly, but the frightened recruit was still holding the grenade, and at that moment, the grenade fell from his hand and made a muffled sound when it fell on the wooden board of the bunker.

Everyone was stupid, Li Pengcheng couldn't even hear what the chief was shouting, just stared blankly at the grenade, Ma Youcai, who was shouting loudly, climbed out of the bunker along the ladder in a panic, and several people who reacted quickly also wanted to climb out of the bunker, but the vast majority of people stood in the bunker and looked stupidly at the grenade emitting white smoke.

At this moment, a person squeezed out of the crowd, he ran towards it, and when he ran a few steps, he threw himself into a fierce body and suppressed the grenade, and when this person's head was raised, the pale face was reflected in Li Pengcheng's sight, it was Liang Dong.

"Boom ......"

The dull sound of the explosion sounded in the bunker, and the splattered flesh and blood splashed on everyone's faces and bodies, and the bunker was completely miserable, and it was only then that people came to their senses, and Li Pengcheng gasped in horror and looked at the body that had been blown up.

The sunset was like blood, and the training ground in front of the headquarters was full of 26,500 officers and men of the Liberation Army, and the troops stood in a square formation on the spacious training ground. All of them wore the black uniforms of the Liberation Army, wearing military hats and standing upright with expressionless faces.

Xiao Xinren, who was dressed in military uniform, walked to the stage first, and on the stage, he not only saw the officers and soldiers of the Liberation Army, but also the students of the Whampoa Sports Academy who did not wear military ranks, and they also came, in Chen Moran's words, this is the best opportunity for education.

"Today, everyone is here to remember our heroes!"

As soon as his voice fell, the military band marched forward from the rear of the training ground along the central passage of the squad with a rousing drum beat with a military drum.

"Knock, knock......"

The sound of drums beat in people's hearts, and when the eight officers behind the band appeared in the center of the square with a thin black coffin on their shoulders, Li Pengcheng, who was standing in the square, couldn't help but glance at the coffin, and until now he couldn't imagine what kind of courage it was to make Liang Dong pounce on the grenade.

The black coffin was carried to the podium, and when the drumbeat fell, Chen Moran walked to the podium and looked at the soldiers in the audience, this is not the first training accident on Hell Island, but it is the first time that someone has sacrificed himself to protect others.

"Today, we gather here to pay our last respects to our comrade, Liang Dong!"

Chen Moran's voice echoed through the loudspeaker on the training ground, and the loudspeaker had already appeared on Hell Island, even though it had just been invented.

"In the most dangerous moment, he sacrificed himself for others, he paid with his life and saved the lives of 24 comrades! This man, this man lying at the funeral! ”

As soon as the words sank, Chen Moran looked around at the nearly 27,000 officers and soldiers in the audience, the reason why he attended this funeral was precisely because of his educational significance, the recruit used his actions to tell everyone that they were one and could sacrifice for each other at any time.

"In the last moments of his life, he did not hesitate to stand up, our time, we do not need cowardly compromises, we do not need bombastic and selfish people, we need people who are down-to-earth and pay for others. Every officer and soldier of the Liberation Army standing here today should ask himself a simple question: "

The right hand points forward and points to all the people.

"Why didn't I pounce on that grenade? At that moment, did he realize that the lives of his comrades were more valuable than his own, and if so, why? ”

Holding the podium with both hands, Chen Moran asked in a deep voice, the question echoed on Hell Island, and it also echoed in everyone's heart.

"Our lives do not belong to ourselves, but to our nation, our country, our legion, our brothers, what can we have, what can we do, what can we do, it is comparable to dying like a hero for the nation, for the country, for the legion, for our own brothers! More to be proud of! ”

Speaking of this, Chen Moran raised the palm of his right hand and raised it slightly, and the officers and soldiers in the audience stood upright at the same time, this funeral will leave a question in everyone's hearts, and this problem is exactly what Chen Moran is willing to see, one person is wrong, the whole class is in charge, what is taught is their sense of collectivity and unity, and the punishment of the military stick is far from being the same as the exemplary role of the hero who pounced on the grenade.

What is the right death? Perhaps it was this way of his death that after hearing the news in Shanghai in the afternoon, Chen Moran decided to rush to Hell Island to attend his funeral almost immediately, in order to leave this question and the honor of dying like a hero to everyone, to these officers and soldiers of the Liberation Army.

"When that day comes, when on the battlefield, your comrades-in-arms and brothers are in danger, whether you are willing to be like him, sacrifice your life for your comrades-in-arms and brothers, this is a question he left for all of us, and today one of our comrades answered with his actions and lives, and also left this question to all of us!

And my answer is: I do! I am willing to die for a family of brothers from the same legion by my side!

Liang Dong, the country and the nation will thank you! And never forget! ”

After saying this, Chen Moran walked to the coffin, a soldier held a brocade box made of red silk, walked to the coffin, on the cotton box was a medal, this is the first medal awarded by the Liberation Army, and even this afternoon, the master of the industrial company made a temporary wax mold, the medal is made of silver, gold and sapphire.

After receiving the medal, Chen Moran bent down and pressed the medal on the coffin, stuck a nail on it, and swung a hammer with his right hand, knocking on the iron nail, knocking on the nail, knock dong...... Every sound struck in the hearts of these officers and soldiers, and when people looked at the coffin covered with blood flags and blue, yellow, and red tricolor flags, many people's hearts gave birth to a sense of belonging for the first time, and the feeling of "the army is my home" that belonged to them in the past rose in everyone's hearts every time, and everyone standing beside them was a brother who was willing to die for each other at any time.

The funeral ended in the sunset, and in the gunfire of the funeral, they sent off a brother, and they also welcomed their own brother, the Liberation Army was their home, and the comrades-in-arms around them were their brothers.

(To be continued)