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The sun rose in the wilderness, and most of the villages and towns in Liaodong were largely in ruins during the year-long war, and only the barracks with the flag, which had once belonged to the Russians and the Japanese, were now returned to their masters, indicating that there were still people alive underneath.

Tens of thousands of laborers recruited from the refugee camps are sweating and working on the narrow-gauge railway of Anbong, which is part of the "cash-for-work" in the Northeast Theater, which lasted a year of war, and millions of Chinese people have become refugees and live in refugee camps in the north of Liaohe, and now the refugees are returning to their hometowns.

Farmers are already at work in the once-abandoned farmland next to the railway line, the clear water of the river is slowly flowing, some teenagers are copying fish with fish copiers as they used to be, fù people are washing their clothes beside the rocks by the river, and morning cooking smoke rises from the charred village in the distance, which is rapidly regaining its pre-war vitality.

The occasional farmer working in the field would suddenly let out a scream, perhaps a piece of corpse or an unexploded shell, and the traces of war might take a long time to drown out naturally.

The rattling train stopped, and the soldiers who were leaning on each other wrapped in máo blankets looked out of the train through the slightly open gap in the car, and the worker looked out of the car, where he was humming poems and songs after the train passed the rickety wooden sapper railway bridge over the Yalu River.

"The battlefield is ten miles of bloody wind, my horse is broken by the inverted sword, the chūn wind buries the bones in the hometown mountain, waving the army to march to the East, and returning victoriously to sing triumphant songs! Dare to leave a message when you go abroad......"

It's time to go home!

Finally returned home victorious!

The soldiers in the carriage looked at the mountains and rivers of the motherland outside the carriage through the gaps in the wooden planks of the carriage, and for the first time, they really felt the jī movement of stepping on the land of the motherland.

The soldiers took obedience to orders as their duty, and could not have the slightest hesitation and retreat, and they did it, a few months ago they came all the way from the south to the northeast, divided the defense line of the Japanese army in the northeast, besieged the main force of the Japanese army, from Mukden to Pyongyang, fought again and again, no one flinched, and now they have finally returned home.

Although the order to retreat back to the country was a little sudden, and although some of them could not understand the order until now, when they set foot on the land of the motherland and breathed the air of the motherland, everyone could not help but miss their hometown and the mountains and rivers of their hometown.

"Hey! When you return home, the battle must be over! ”

"Yes! It's over! I can go home! ”

"I don't know where Your Majesty's Xuntian is rewarding us, if our two families are close, then our brothers will build a house next to the wall, and when we turn back, we will find a daughter-in-law, if the mother-in-law will give birth to a son, just like the two of us, be a good brother for life, if it is a man and a nv, I am your daughter-in-law fù, and your family is my family's ......"

As the two of them said this, they were all there discussing their expectations for the future, but in fact, they were the only ones in this carriage discussing the future, and the others were also discussing their own future in their mouths or hearts.

From time to time, the water vapor from the locomotive poured into the carriage through the cracks in the wooden carriage and the soot, and the carriage emitted a warm smell of putty. The floor of the carriage and the partition between the seats were crowded with soldiers, looking forward to the end of the war and returning home, and outside the window of the large Liaodong fields, the flashing or hard or soft luster quickly faded.

Amid the laughter of the brethren, it seemed as if yesterday's bloody battle had become a distant thing in the past, and now all they needed was to wait for the order, perhaps, in a few days, the order to retire in batches. It was dark, and between the worn out infantry, charcoal fires were lit in the iron rings of the three-legged furnaces, and they jumped on a translucent bayonet.

Someone led the singing.

"The royal heroes of the royal family, the Han of the royal family, the Asian people should plant the Asian fields. Youth, youth, don't kill each other with the same species. He is not afraid of death, he does not love money, and his husband will never be pitied..."

The singing looks particularly majestic and desolate against the background of the snow fluttering outside the car window, and the electric poles of the water tower that flash by the roadbed are like ghosts of white sè, disappearing one by one under the shock of the singing. The sky seemed to be encased in a huge frosted glass yào bottle, and the snow slowly and reluctantly settled, like sediment in the transparent yào water. The hazy sky also melted the emerald green silhouette of the metasequoia forest in the distance. ,

The whole train of military vehicles was winding in the night, and when they were halfway to the battle, the train suddenly stopped, and behind the slowly sliding windows, there were countless faces, looking out in solemnity and surprise, and they saw that there seemed to be cars parked by the railway, how could they stop in this place where they could not find the village in front of them, and there was no store behind?

And who are these people? What are they doing here?

Looking at the trucks on both sides of the train, some soldiers muttered in their hearts, and they vaguely guessed something, maybe, maybe it wasn't over yet.

Just when everyone was surprised, a man who looked like an officer walked to the side of the carriage, and the silver-white waist knife he wore at his waist flashed like an open flame on the water dàng on the side of the roadbed.

"Who are you?"

The officers and soldiers asked almost simultaneously before the people in the car were opened.

"Okay, brothers, the Ministry of Defense has a new order......"

The officer didn't have time to say more, and poked a thumbs up against his shoulder.

"Look, pick up your cars!"

The next quarter of an hour the carriage opened with a "clatter", and the soldiers who had received the new order jumped off, and as they jumped off the train, the clash of guns and kettles rattled, and after a few minutes, the cars left the sides of the railroad one by one, and the empty train started again, moving in the other direction.

In the treetops of the deep mountains and valleys, one or two tired flying xiǎo birds stood alone, poking out their slender claws into the sky from time to time. And in the valley, there are a lot of tents, and in an open field, you can still see the war horses "clicking" and upside down.

A soldier bent down and tied his open boots with a telephone wire. The other soldier leaned against the tent and tickled, and then owed.

"Do you want to play chess? Big brother, I have chess pieces made of bullet shells in this bag. ”

Another soldier smashed a bullet casing into the shape of a copper coin and landed leisurely.

At this time, you can see "dangling" warriors everywhere in the valley, and it seems that they are all very leisurely, but there is a trace of anxiety in their leisure.

"Whoa!"

With the sound of a bolt, the bolt of the rifle was quickly dismantled, and several soldiers lying in front of the improvised wooden case were dismantling the bolt there, and with their movements, the rifle was disassembled, and then the barrel was cleaned, and the firing pin was checked, all of which were busy scenes, but in a farther place, some soldiers were idlers or sitting or lying down sleeping on the grass, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, all of them seemed to be very comfortable.

But anyone can detect something strange in this kind of leisure and comfort.

"The soldiers are very annoying!"

In the hallway in front of the cabin, an officer whispered.

"Don't talk about them, even I'm going crazy in no time!"

The other officer took over with an impatient look on his face and a hint of anxiety in his eyes. As he spoke, he had a branch in his hand from time to time, apparently passing the time in this way.

The war is not terrible, the most terrible thing is the current waiting, when the troops are withdrawn from North Korea, everyone thinks they can return home, but halfway through, a new order drove them into the ravine on the border between China and North Korea, and then everyone is waiting here, waiting for what?

Does no one know that it is to prevent the war from re-igniting China?

Perhaps! At least that's what the commanders say, but the big guys all know that there are still a few divisions on the border between China and North Korea, and why are they hiding in this ravine?

"Jīng power! jīng force! ”

"It's all excessive!"

But isn't it, except for mountain warfare training here, it seems that there is no chance to pass the jīng power at all, but in order to conceal it, the training area cannot be enlarged, and it is this anxiety that cannot squander the jīng power that makes everyone's hearts hold a fire.

"Son of a bitch, if you wait like this, fuck, you have to be crazy!"

Muttering and cursing, the fighters over there had already begun to speak with their fists, and on the small training ground, the thousand trumpeters were divided into several groups and shouted there.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"cào ......"

The soldiers used the most primitive ròu to vent their jīng power, and the air was filled with a strong masculine atmosphere, and as they swung their fists at each other, there was also a smell of blood, as if this was the most effective way for them to vent their jīng power.

Suddenly, a horse rushed into the barracks located in the valley, with a messenger on horseback, the horse galloped in the barracks, and the soldiers around were mostly stunned when they saw the galloping horse and the messenger on horseback, and there was even a hint of joy in their eyes.

Nuo said that there was no urgent military order, and I am afraid that this herald would not have ridden his horse in the barracks at all!

"Could it be that we're going home?"

"Home? No way! I guess it's going to be pulled, maybe we're going to have to fight with others again! ”

In the midst of the soldiers' chatter, the war horse stopped in front of the wooden house, and several officers outside the wooden house looked at the herald, yes, it was sent by the division headquarters, and when the herald entered the regimental commander's office, most of the officers crowded out of the mén, and then a voice faintly reached their ears.

“…… The Japanese Navy won a great victory,...... In view of the present situation, the Departments immediately proceeded to the A-assembly point...... Prepare for ......

Everyone looked at each other at the same time, could it be ...... It's going to be war again!

"The days of the dog, the days of fading out of the birds are finally over!"