1

After the liberation, Sun Debiao, who had already become a division commander, really found me a woman, and Shangguan Xiong, who also promised to find me a wife, had become a military commander, and it was difficult for me to see him, and I don't know if he remembered what he said at that time.

The woman was very young and good-looking, but I didn't want her.

Sun Debiao was very annoyed: "Mazi, such a woman is not worthy of you?" ”

I shook my head and didn't speak.

Sun Debiao said: "Do you look down on her, you say, I'll find you another woman, if you are willing, I will find a platoon of women to stand in front of you and pick for you!" ”

I smiled: "Commander, you think you are picking livestock in the mule and horse market!" ”

Sun Debiao said with a gloomy face: "Then you say, what's going on?" ”

I had no choice, so I told him what I thought. My real idea is to go back to Lei Gongwan on the edge of the Xiangjiang River to find the Feng family's father and daughter, and then take root there and never run away again. Sun Debiao patted his head and sighed: "It turns out that there is still this paragraph, it seems that I still don't know you, you kid has too many secrets buried in his heart!" You go and they can go to them, but there is one condition, you must give me back! If you find them, you bring them all back, I will do the wedding for you, if you can't find them, you have to come back for me quickly, I can't let you be left alone! ”

I was a little embarrassed: "This-"

Sun Debiao's eyes narrowed: "Don't give me a baffle, I'll give you two months, and if you don't come back for two months, you will be punished as a deserter!" Wherever you go, I'll catch you and shoot you!" Did you hear me clearly? ”

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I returned to Lei Gong Bay and found that things were wrong. The house of Feng San's father and daughter, where I once lived, has become a ruined wall and overgrown with wild grass. The water of the Xiangjiang River is still flowing, sending out an unchanging whimper. I felt like a world away, and my heart was full of weeds. I faced the Xiangjiang River, howling like a wolf. I don't know if Feng Santong heard it, I don't know if Feng Qiulan heard it, and I don't know if Zhang Zongfu heard it. After I went to the riverside of Gulingtou to pay homage to Zhang Zongfu and them, I began to cross the mountains and mountains to find the Feng family's father and daughter, but I didn't find them. Seeing that the time of two months was almost up, I hurried back to the army with a melancholy mood.

2

In my life, I have also been abroad. I didn't find the Feng family's father and daughter, I originally wanted to leave the army and go back to Changling Town to fight iron, but I heard that I was going to enter the DPRK to fight, even if I wanted to leave, Sun Debiao would not let me go. He said to me: "Mazi, the value of a soldier is to fight, don't you want to fight?" This time it's the Yankees, do you want to be a deserter in front of the Yankees? Can't! I promise you, when there is no war to fight, I will let you go, you can go wherever you want, I will not stop you! So I followed him to North Korea.

Everyone knows the famous Battle of Shangganling, when I was a platoon commander in the 2nd Company of the 3rd Battalion of the Tiger Regiment. The platoon commander of the first platoon of the Tiger Regiment died, and Sun Debiao lowered me from the division headquarters guard company to the Tiger Regiment. At that time, our Tiger Regiment was ordered to support the fraternal troops in Shangganling. At the mobilization meeting, the regiment commander said that the stakes of this battle were of great importance, that is, the armistice issue that affected the entire Korean War. If this battle is fought well, the war can be stopped quickly, and if the war is not fought well, it will drag on! We can only fight this battle! Even if there is only one person left, we will also accompany the Yankees to fight! The commander of the Shangguan army said, so everyone has to go up, the company is gone, and the organs have to go up! Which company knocked down the mountain and was able to hold on for 24 hours, the whole company collectively recorded merit!

The Tiger Regiment and a regiment of the fraternal units took part in the battle for the position of the North Hill on a certain high ground.

Before the big war, I didn't talk much. I don't think about inconsequential issues either. I just want to conserve my physical strength, and talking too much is also very exhausting. At that time, each of us had to carry 20 hands**, 400 rounds of ammunition, two blasting canisters or two anti-tank **, as well as guns and food, which added up to a hundred pounds. We have a small Sichuan soldier in our platoon, named Wang Zhonghai. I saw that he looked thin, so I couldn't help but say to him: "Xiao Wang, can you carry these hundred pounds of things?" He gritted his teeth and carried the more than 100 pounds of things on his back. I said, "You can't carry it on your back, you have to run!" Without saying a word, he ran a few steps angrily. I said, "Okay, okay, I get it!" He glanced at me: "You know how to look down on people!" Others are volunteers, and so am I, and if others can carry them, I can also carry them. "I was amused by the way he looked, and in my eyes, he was actually a child. I said to him, "When you fight, follow me and don't get lost!" ”

We stayed in the tunnels, waiting for the order to attack.

That night, the company commander ordered me to take a few fighters to the front to familiarize themselves with the terrain. Wang Zhonghai had to go with me, but I held him back: "You stay honest for me!" "Xiao Zhanguo, the deputy platoon commander, and I took a few soldiers and went to the front line. In the cold moonlight, we weave through the hillside. When we came back, a bullet flew from nowhere, hitting the back of Xiao Zhanguo's head, and then, a dense bullet pressed towards us. I took the soldiers back to the tunnel, counted the number of people, and found that in addition to Xiao Zhan, there was also a soldier who was also lost on the hillside. Xiao Zhanguo's death made me very sad, he always showed me the photos of his daughter and wife, and asked me who my daughter looked like, if I said that she didn't look like him, he would hit my shoulder with his fist, and he was naturally very strong as a big man, even a person like me, if he punched him, his shoulder would be numb for a while.

Another night, I still took a few fighters out to familiarize myself with the terrain. Wang Zhonghai still asked to go with me, I looked at him, and felt that he was small and flexible, so I took him with me, but I asked him to hide behind me. Before we knew it, we touched the edge of the enemy's tunnel, and it was already dark at that time, and we saw a small tunnel, where a few South Korean soldiers were sleeping, and I thought of Xiao Zhanguo, and I was angry in my heart, and I took the soldiers to knock out these South Korean soldiers. Wang Zhonghai killed two South Korean soldiers alone, which made me look at this little soldier with admiration. In other tunnels, the enemy found us and opened fire on us, if we hadn't run fast, we might all have died like Xiao Zhanguo. We withdrew our tunnels, thus exposing our already hidden tunnels to the eyes of the enemy. The enemy blocked our tunnel, and as soon as we showed our head at the mouth of the tunnel, bullets flew like locusts. We hid in the tunnel, not daring to go out, and they didn't dare to rush in, so we were in a stalemate.

After two days and two nights, we drank all the water. If there is no water, it is difficult to swallow the compressed biscuits, and if we don't eat or drink, how can we have the strength to fight, and if we continue like this, we can only collapse in the tunnel after receiving the order to attack. I saw more than thirty warriors in the tunnel, their lips bubbled white with thirst. They all looked at me strangely, as if I was water. I wanted to say something to boost morale, but I couldn't say anything, and I thought to myself, when will I be able to launch an attack on the North Hill position! At this moment, I saw Wang Zhonghai unbutton the front door of his pants, take out his lifeline, and pee into the military kettle. When he was done, he poured a little urine from the kettle into his thirsty mouth, and he frowned. One of the fighters asked him, "Is it good?" He smiled: "It's delicious, it's delicious!" With that, he took another big sip. Everyone followed his example and drank urine. Then they asked each other, "Is it good?" They smiled and replied to each other, "It's delicious, it's delicious!" ”

After they finished drinking urine, they turned their eyes to me again, as if to ask me, "Platoon leader, why don't you drink urine?" I resisted my thirst and said, "I'm not thirsty, don't look at me like that!" "Actually, I'm afraid to take out my life-cut root and pee and let them know that I'm a waste! My poor self-esteem wrestled with thirst. In the end, I gave up my self-esteem, took out the half of my life, and peed into the military kettle like Wang Zhonghai and them. The fighters looked at me without any expression on their faces. I felt very uncomfortable, so I had to explain: "This was interrupted in the battle before the Red Army's Long March. The soldiers didn't say anything, they still looked at me with blank faces, as if my explanation was so redundant, besides, in those cruel years, losing their lives became commonplace, what was the point of losing a piece of life? To be able to survive is the greatest dignity! The urine didn't taste as good as they said, a foul smell, salty and astringent.

For several days, we had no water to drink, and finally we drank all the urine. It was a cruel thing, I don't know who caught a mouse, squeezed out the urine and blood of the mouse, and drank it separately, and it was not enough for each person to wet their lips a little. We hope that more rats will appear, and maybe the rats are also afraid of us cruel guys, and they are all hiding and not daring to show their heads. At this time, I could not let the morale be low, so I abandoned the pre-war principle of talking less, and kept cheering them up, saying things that even I didn't believe in, and the more I talked, the more my throat became dry and on fire.

Or Wang Zhonghai, when I really couldn't go on, I found an apple out of nowhere, he smiled and said: "Look, what did I conjure up for everyone?" When everyone saw the little apple in his hand, their eyes lit up. Where did this kid get his apples? It turned out that on that day, the Korean People's Army came to condole and brought some apples, one person sent one, Xiao Zhanguo didn't eat it himself, and gave his apple to Wang Zhonghai, Wang Zhonghai didn't eat it, he kept it, and now at the most critical time, he took out this precious apple. The apple was kept in the hands of everyone, and each person symbolically bit a little, and then passed it to the people below, and the apple turned around from the hands of more than thirty people, and not even half of it was bitten......

3

The battle for the Beishan position, as tragic as the battles of Songmaoling, Gulingtou, Jigongshan, and Dawangzhuang, is also deeply left in my memory, and even in my old age, I can still remember some vivid details. After the battle began, I launched a fierce attack on the Beishan position with more than thirty fighters. Our platoon was a knife platoon, and we took on the difficult task of taking the lead in the assault. I divided more than 30 fighters into three battle groups and rushed to the North Hill position.

We rushed up at the risk of death, the enemy's hands ** fell like rain, and we kept throwing our hands ** on the enemy's positions, the sound of explosions was wave after wave, and the dense bullets were like a torrential rain. The fighters of our combat group sacrificed a lot. Xue Xingwang has been following me, and I remind him from time to time: "Xiao Wang, be careful of the enemy's hands!" "He didn't seem to hear me, maybe he really couldn't hear me, all I could hear was the explosion of my hand and the whistling of bullets. Suddenly, my body was pushed down by a powerful force, and more than a dozen hands around me exploded. I stood up, looked back at Wang Zhonghai, and found that Wang Zhonghai was standing in the position I had just now, and he pushed me away just now, I don't know where this little soldier got so much strength. I found that his left eye was blown blind, and his other eye was also blurred with blood, and blood was pouring out of the hole, and the eyeball was hanging outside, and it was still connected to the tendons. I shouted, "Little Wang—"

At this moment, a warrior crawled towards him.

That was his squad leader, Xue Xingwang.

Xue Xingwang's leg was blown off, and there was still a layer of skin left, and blood gushed out like a flood.

Wang Zhonghai also crawled towards him. They huddled together and asked each other about each other's injuries. Wang Zhonghai touched Xue Xingwang's broken leg, and quickly took out the first-aid kit on his body to bandage him, temporarily stopping the bleeding. Xue Xingwang said, "Xiao Wang, your eyes—"

I took two other warriors to fight the enemy not far from them, and I couldn't take care of them.

Wang Zhonghai touched a first-aid kit from the body of a sacrificial comrade-in-arms next to him, stuffed the eyeball that fell out back into the hole in the eye, and bandaged it himself. Xue Xingwang said anxiously: "Xiao Wang, what do you think I should do now?" Wang Zhonghai said: "Squad leader, I'll carry you down first, and then come up to avenge you!" Wang Zhonghai roared in a low voice: "No! I just have one breath left, and I have to fight the Yankees to the end! Wang Zhonghai thought for a while and said: "Squad leader, is this good, my eyes can't see things, your eyes are so useful, I will rush forward with you on my back, and if you see the enemy, I will beat him hard!" Xue Xingwang said: "Okay, just do it!" ”

At that time, the two warriors and I stormed a hill. In a few moments, the two warriors beside me also died. At this time, I saw Wang Zhonghai roaring, carrying Xue Xingwang on his back and rushing towards the mountain, Xue Xingwang also roared, holding a turntable gun, shooting frantically towards the mountain, that scene made me even more crazy, and also roared towards the mountain.

The enemy was no longer on the hill, and the dead enemy could no longer get up to resist us. On a position not far ahead, the company commander and a few soldiers were still fighting bloodily, and I estimate that we were almost dead. There were only three of us left in the platoon, except for me, who was intact, with one leg broken and the other blind. The hill was a scorched earth, emitting a strong smell of gunsmoke mixed with blood. Even the trenches that had been dug before had been blown flat, and on the top of the hill was a thick layer of empty soil, and when the wind blew, the dust was flying, and there was no place to find shelter. Wang Zhonghai said to me: "Platoon commander, let's build up the enemy's corpses!" "It's a good idea, so we're going to drag the enemy's corpses together and build a half-man-high wall of corpses, and we'll rely on this wall to resist the enemy's counterattack.

Wang Zhonghai and I unscrewed the lids of all the hands ** and put them next to Xue Xingwang, he couldn't move, and it was difficult to even climb, so that he could catch the ** at any time and throw it at the enemy who was frantically counterattacking. The enemy counterattacked from all directions towards the Beishan position, and the bullets of the turntable gun in my hand were exhausted again and again, and Wang Zhonghai and the others also ran out of ammunition again and again. Wang Zhonghai had nothing to fight in his hands, nothing to throw away, so he climbed out, groped for weapons that could be fought on the position, threw his hands when he touched them, and threw blasters at the enemy when he touched them. My eyes could see those things accurately, and I could also move around, so I picked up a lot of weapons and handed them to Xue Xingwang.

Xue Xingwang suddenly pointed to the position held by the company commander and said to me: "Platoon commander, you see, the company commander is almost unable to hold it, there are so many enemies!" Hurry up and support them, we are here to defend it, rest assured, as long as we have not shed the last drop of blood, we will not let the enemy easily occupy this position! Wang Zhonghai listened to Xue Xingwang's words, and also said: "Platoon commander, go quickly!" We'll be able to hold this position! "I don't know what to say, looking at their appearance, I feel sad and angry! I can't throw them here! But the company commander's side is in danger. Xue Xingwang said loudly: "Platoon commander, you go over quickly, if you don't go over, it's too late!" I didn't say anything more, grabbed a few hands **, stuck them on the belt around my waist, held the turntable gun, and roared and rushed towards the company commander's position.

The situation after I left was told to me by Wang Zhonghai, who was still alive. Xue Xingwang could only sit there and couldn't move, and there was no way to find it after running out of ammunition. Wang Zhonghai still crawled around and touched everywhere on the ground. His blood-soaked eye could still vaguely see the enemy moving, but he could only roughly discern the direction of the fight. When Wang Zhonghai was looking for ammunition, he heard an explosion, and when he climbed back, he called Xue Xingwang but no one answered him, he couldn't touch Xue Xingwang, and the corpse wall also fell, he knew that Xue Xingwang had died with the enemy who rushed up. At this time, Wang Zhonghai had no strength and couldn't stand up, he leaned his back on a slope and gasped for breath. The ammunition was also left with only two untouched discs. He stuck one on the turntable gun, pressed it under his leg, and waited for the enemy to come up and fight! Gradually, Wang Zhonghai heard the footsteps of Laza, and the sound of the enemy's wah-wah was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't understand a word, and he didn't know what they were talking about. The enemy surrounded them, getting closer and closer, Wang Zhonghai seemed to be able to hear their breathing, and he thought to himself, get closer, get closer, get as close as possible. His gun was pressed under his thigh, thinking that when they gathered more and more, he could destroy them more at a time, and if he died anyway, he would have enough money! The enemies actually thought he was dead, and one of them came and kicked him, and he held his breath and didn't move. The enemy had said something and sat down with his accomplices, and some of them lit cigarettes. Wang Zhonghai thought to himself, shit, if I am really a dead man, if I don't die, I want you to die. He pulled the gun out from under his thigh and opened fire, he heard the enemy screaming in the angry gunfire, and after the shot, the position calmed down, and he also felt dizzy and fell asleep......

In that battle, we fought until there were only five people left, and Wang Zhonghai was one of them. After the battle, we came to the top of the mountain and found Wang Zhonghai in a coma. The company commander and I were both shouting his name, and he miraculously raised his head from the pile of dead men and said, "I'm here!" After saying that, he buried his head again and continued to be unconscious. The company commander said to me: "Mazi, you have great strength, hurry up and carry him down!" "I carried him on my back, I didn't expect such a thin person to be so heavy, maybe I consumed too much physical strength, my legs were weak, I gritted my teeth, no matter what, I had to send this little brother to treatment as soon as possible. When I carried Wang Zhonghai down the mountain, he actually hit and bit me on the back, he must have been crazy, and he dreamed of beating the Yankees in a coma!

During that time, as long as I closed my eyes and fell asleep every day, I would dream that many comrades-in-arms were standing in front of me bloody, densely packed, unable to see the edges, some of them had broken hands and feet, some had only half of their heads left, and some had a big hole in their stomachs or chests...... They wailed and reached out to grab me, and I heard their wails and convulsed all over. They seemed to be saying to me, "Platoon commander, burn me, let my soul drift back to my hometown—" Every time I woke up from a nightmare, covered in sweat, and muttered, "Burn, burn!" "It made everyone look at me in confusion. I can't say what I was looking like in my dreams, it was something in my heart and nothing to do with anyone else. One day, I said to the company commander, "If I die, you must burn me!" He asked me why in confusion, and I said coldly, "No why!" ”

4

After the battle for the Beishan position, Shangguan Xiong asked about my situation when he was talking to Sun Debiao on the phone, and Shangguan Xiong said, my brother has a big life, and he also has a hard life! Sun Debiao listened to him and said, Mazi is good, after returning home from the war, we must give him a daughter-in-law! Later, Sun Debiao met me at the celebration party and told me what they said, I just smiled, whether I could return to China was still a question, and I couldn't think that far. Later, the war entered a state of Cold War confrontation, and our troops were transferred to a place called Qingchuan and took over the defense of the Qingchuan front.

Our company was responsible for a two-kilometer defensive line on the north bank of the Cheongchon River.

I often ambushed in the grass or trenches on the north bank of the Cheongchon River, fighting the Yankee snipers on the enemy positions on the opposite bank. Thinking of that time, it is really uplifting, although there is no gunfire and smoke, but it is also so thrilling!

North Korea's biggest memory for me is the piles of corpses and the scorched land by artillery fire, and the cold, which makes my teeth shiver when I think about it after many years, as if I were a corpse lying on the ice, without a trace of heat.

Even on those cold days, the bullet from the gun in my hand became cold, and after it pierced the sniper's eyebrows, the hapless guy became a stiff corpse, like a dead piece of ice.

It was a hazy morning. It was so cold that a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the river. In the gray sky, I crawled out of the tunnel and walked lightly through the long traffic trench. I can't let the enemy sniper on the other side of the river see me coming out, not even the slightest sound, the awesome sniper can tell your position by the subtle sound, and then, the muzzle of his gun will always follow you, as long as you show a small flaw, the bullet from the muzzle will burrow into your skull, so that your body will never return home.

I came to the end of the trench and jumped like a hound, jumping into a crater. There are many craters on this small hillside, all caused by the ** dropped by Yankee planes, but now it is a good place for me to hide. In front of each crater, I piled up several sandbags, leaving in the middle of the sandbags a gap that was not easily noticeable to the other side, and in these gaps the muzzle of my unscoped Mosin-Nagant rifle was hidden, and I also used these gaps to observe the situation on the enemy's position.

Just before I jumped out of the crater, I heard gunshots, a beam of machine gun bullets came at me, piercing a few bullet holes in my coat, fortunately it didn't hit my flesh, I had palpitations, it was my luck, it seemed that the other party had been prepared, and he was a veteran who was not easy to deal with. In the last short time, I've knocked out more than a dozen enemy snipers, could it be that today they have invited masters? I think I'm going to get rid of him this morning! I looked through the gap in the sandbags to the enemy's positions on the other side of the river. The Qingchuan River is not wide, that is, several tens of meters, and the distance between the enemy's position and ours will not exceed a hundred meters. The enemy's positions were silent, dead silent. Where is that turtle grandson hiding?

I was wondering, "Tud, Tu I was shocked into a cold sweat, this guy could even see the gap between the sandbags, and his marksmanship was so accurate, he was indeed not an ordinary character. My back was against the wall of the crater, not daring to show my head again, but thinking about how to lure the old fox out and kill him.

It was so cold that I wondered if the Yankees had sent some kind of refrigerating chemical weapon into the air that made it so freezing, and I rubbed my hands vigorously as if they were about to freeze, and I made my fingers flexible.

After a while, I put the muzzle of the gun again in the gap between the sandbags, but it didn't stick out. In this way, the old fox also found out, and another bullet struck, but fortunately I did not put my face on the gap, but I felt the sound of the bullet passing through the gap, and the bullet brushed against my head, and there were traces of the bullet on the top of my military cap.

I took off my hat and quietly reached out and placed it on top of the dirt next to the sandbag. Then I ducked to the other side, went around the back of the crater, and quickly ran into another crater, which was open to the crater. I pointed my gun at the opposite shore in the gap of sandbags in another crater. I thought that as long as the other party thought that the military hat was my head, he would definitely shoot, and as long as I saw the location of the other party's bullet, there was a way to eliminate this old fox. As a result, there was no movement on the other side at all, he must have seen through my tricks, think about it, in the master's tricks, my trick is indeed a pediatric, and if I were replaced, I would not be easily fooled. I was a little ashamed, and my face was hot. The other party must have been quietly observing, wondering which crater I was hiding in.

I wanted to come out early, knock out an enemy sniper and go back to the tunnel for breakfast, but I didn't expect to run into a difficult guy, and when I thought of breakfast, I was really a little hungry and groaned. Fuck it, if it goes on like this, don't talk about breakfast, it's just that lunch and dinner are a problem! It's a shame for me, a sharpshooter! I can't go on like this, and I'm going to kill this turtle grandson even if I risk my life!

I went back to the crater in front of me.

I jumped up and gave the other person the illusion that I was going to jump back into the traffic trench. In an instant, dozens of machine-gun bullets chased after me. I leaned back and fell back into the crater as I feigned being shot. At the moment of reversing the crater, I aimed at where my opponent was hiding.

U.S. snipers stopped firing. I hurried to another crater. Through the gap between the sandbags, I observed the movement on the other side. I think the turtle grandson must have thought he had killed me, and was watching his results. I saw *** in the middle of two large rocks on the valley on the opposite bank, which was an M2 heavy machine gun equipped with a scope specifically for sniping. I stuck my gun out, and I thought, shit, you can't get away now! Let you taste the bullets fired by Lao Tzu, and I'm going to put this peanut made of steel into your head! Just as I was about to shoot, the turtle grandson also saw the muzzle of my gun sticking out of the gap in the sandbag from the scope, and the M2 machine gun instantly spewed out a tongue of fire and sprayed at me, I withdrew my gun and fell into the crater.

I gritted my teeth and scolded: "Fuck it, you're ruthless!" ”

This turtle grandson was much more difficult to deal with than I thought, and perhaps the opponent thought the same way, his machine gun fired at me from time to time, and if I hid in any crater, he would find me, and I would not have been able to shoot him through the gap in the sandbag. This is a real master's move, a life-and-death contest.

I suddenly had a bold idea.

I had to shoot him one shot, I couldn't give him a second shot.

I put the gun into the gap of the sandbag again, but the person was hiding next to it, and as soon as the opponent's gunfire rang out, I quickly withdrew the gun, took a sharp breath, jumped up, jumped on the crater, and was completely exposed to the eyes of the opponent, I want the opponent to die to understand, I am a Chinese soldier with a pockmarked face! I finished the gun and aimed as fast as I could, and then I pulled the trigger and fired the angry shot, the bullet pierced through the cold air and hit him in the head! My opponent also quickly aimed and fired, but he was a step slower, and his bullets flew past my ears, and the terrible sound remained in my memory!

5

In those three months, I killed more than 200 American snipers, and it is said that many snipers were drawn from various units of the American army to compete with me, and they did not use their sharp bullets to turn me into a corpse and establish their merits, but left their own corpses in my cold memory. It was a very uplifting thing, but I will not forget the young American soldier who fell on the ice on the river on that cold night, and I even felt compassion for him that was rare for me.

It's unbelievable.

That night, I had a dream, not the nightmare that often haunts my subconscious with fright. I dreamed of a man walking slowly on the frozen river under the moonlight, holding a gun, and the moonlight cast his slender figure on the ice...... When I woke up, I walked out of the pit with my Mosin-Nagant rifle and stuck my head out of the trench.

There was indeed moonlight that night, it was an ordinary winter night with a pure and bright sky, such a winter night, the cold was even more painful to the heart and lungs, such a moonlit night, without a little beauty, as terrifying as day, because as long as a little shadow appeared, it was possible to be mercilessly shot. I was surprised to see a man who was gliding gently across the frozen river, and I could see the scoped sniper rifle he was holding in his arms. He was indeed as slender as the man in my dreams, and the moonlight cast his figure on the ice. What is he going to do? Did you come here to kill someone? Yes, he was moving towards me, he didn't notice me, and if he did, I might have died under his gun. I was amazed at how bold he was. I'm not going to wait for him to spot me before aiming a gun at him. However, when the bullet got out of my gun**, I suddenly felt that I shouldn't have done it, like an innocent person being killed. I know that my idea is so out of place in times of war, but I did have that idea, which cannot be made public, it is a secret in my heart.

The slender body fell to the ice in a dull state, and soon froze with the ice. I don't think I would have shot if someone from the other side had come out and snatched his body back. However, I waited all night, and no one came out to take care of his body. The cold moonlight covered his body all the time, as if it were his shroud. Until dawn, until the cold sunlight without a trace of heat replaced the moonlight, he lay quietly on the ice, his face on my side frozen with the ice. In the sun, half of his face was pale and young, it was supposed to be a handsome face, maybe he had shaved before he came out last night, and I couldn't see his eyes, and I couldn't imagine if they were as full of hatred as they were when I killed them, and if they were as full of pity as I look at him now? Or there is the clarity and innocence that I have never seen in my eyes. That was the last American soldier to die at my gunpoint.

On that suffocatingly cold night with bright moonlight, I don't know how many young lives were frozen in the three thousand miles of North Korea, including my comrades-in-arms and my enemies. War destroys everything that can be destroyed, who is to blame?

Put it down, weapons!