After Shi Chen screamed, he woke up. His face was covered in sweat and he was breathing heavily. I can't remember how many important people in my life have left me in my dreams, but I can't help it, this feeling is really uncomfortable. He buried his face deep in his hands, silently deep like a sculpture.

There is a mental illness called "war anxiety". At that time, people may not have the concept of this disease, but they were deeply affected by this disease, perhaps because Shi Chen had been away from home for too long, or because he had experienced too much life and death. He missed his relatives in his heart, and he was afraid that his relatives would be hurt, but he couldn't do anything about it. His face was pale, and he couldn't get out of the scene just now.

The next morning, Shi Chen began to eat breakfast. This morning, the cooking class made millet porridge, speaking of millet porridge, Shi Chen didn't know how many breakfasts he had eaten during the war, but now the US military bombed them very frequently. The surrounding train tracks have blown up everything that can be blown up. However, after the Americans finished bombing, the volunteers would pick up again after a few days, and the supplies to the 354th Regiment were also intermittent and intermittent.

The bowl of millet porridge was put into the bowl, and it didn't look like it.

"It's so thin, how can it be the same as water?" Cai Dong looked at the millet porridge in the bowl and said. The millet porridge is so shallow when it sees the bottom in the bowl, and it can't stand up to any hunger at all.

The cook with the rice spoon said: "That's all you can eat now, if you want to wait for something dry, why don't you wait for the food from the supply line to arrive!" ”

Shi Chen pulled Caidong's clothes and said, "Caidong, Caidong, get over it, get over it." Now the Americans are bombing hard, and everyone understands it. Eat the same, don't worry too much. ”

"But this is too confusing, how can you go to war with so little food!" Cai Dong said angrily.

Shi Chen said: "Caidong! We're resting now! Critical supplies are to be supplied to the front-line troops, and they will still be available when they should. Don't worry too much, you have to be hungry and everyone is hungry together, it's no big deal! ”

Cai Dong glanced at Shi Chen, and nodded helplessly: "Okay, the squad leader said so, so what else can I say?" ”

"Be careful, there's a plane!" Someone shouted.

"What? Where is the plane? Shi Chen said.

"Buzz~" Shi Chen's familiar voice of the plane floated over.

Shi Chen shouted loudly: "Quick, everyone, go into the bomb shelter!" American planes! Fast! ”

At this time, two P-51 "Mustang" fighters glided through the sky, and Shi Chen jumped into the air-raid shelter of the position with everyone.

Cai Dong saw half a bowl of millet porridge placed by someone on the slope of the position not far from the air-raid shelter, probably because he was too hungry, he couldn't help but stretch his hand towards the bowl of porridge, and slowly he actually revealed half of his body.

Most of the American pilots were baptized by World War II and had excellent flying skills. Often flying at low altitudes, you can clearly see the shoes on the pedals in front of the North Korean house, and a low-flying pilot can see as if there is a volunteer not far away stretching out half of his body.

"Jerry, what do you think I've found?" A pilot in English with an American Texas accent said, looking at the position below.

"Tom, my main task is not here, not to spend too much time and energy on things that make no sense, our task is to escort our bombers. To prevent the Soviets from attacking planes, you think too much about women, seeing a ditch is like drilling! Hehe~"

"Jerry, I saw a rat {U.S. Air Force Volunteers}, I'm going to eat him!" With that, he pushed down the joystick and flew in the direction of Caidong.

"Tom, come back! Tom! Pay attention to the task, pay attention to the task, don't be willful! Jerry called.

Tom piloted the plane and swooped down.

Cai Dong's hand just touched the bowl, and he didn't have time to pick it up. He heard the sound of "buzz~" getting louder and louder, and he hurriedly turned his head and saw a Mustang fighter swooping towards him in the sky. His eyes widened and he hurried to hide.

By this time, Tom's plane had swooped down to the point where he was about to see Caidong's face clearly. Tom quickly pressed the button on the cannon.

"Knock knock~" The cannon fired out in succession, and a shell was directly next to Caidong, and the shrapnel directly hit Caidong's abdomen. Blood began to spurt out of his abdomen, and Baochuan, who was next to him, hurriedly pulled him into the trench, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out of his abdomen. Baochuan wanted to try his best to save it, and pressed his hand to Caidong's broken stomach. But there was no way, the wound was too big, and it had already hurt the artery. The blood was still flowing out, and the blood was already stained with Baochuan's hands, and after a while, blood seeped into Caidong's surroundings, and the range became larger and larger, and slowly Caidong's breathing became weaker and weaker, his face turned pale, and slowly he closed his eyes.

"Caidong! Caidong! Wake up, wake up? Seeing his former comrades-in-arms become like this, Baochuan could no longer control the emotions in his heart, and tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes. Don't do that, wake up! ”

"Baochuan! How's Choidong doing? Shi Chen and Guo Lin ran to the air-raid shelters in Baochuan and Caidong and said. They found blood all over the place. Baochuan hugged Caidong and cried, he turned his head, with tears in his eyes, and cried and said to Shi Chen: "Squad leader, Caidong has lost his breath?" ”

"What? Cai Dong, he ......," Shi Chen said in surprise as he looked at Baochuan's crying face. Shi Chen's eyelids furrowed and said, "Take the organ qiang!" ”

"What do you say? Monitor! Guo Lin said in surprise on the side.

"I say! Bring the turntable qiang! I'm going to destroy him! Shi Chen said angrily.

Guo Lin was still a little hesitant, but seeing that Shi Chen's eyes were so resolute, he didn't ask anything, nodded and said, "I'll go now!" ”

said that it was too late, but it was fast, and Guo Lin had already taken the turntable in a blink of an eye. Shi Chen held the turntable qiang, held the machine qiang and aimed at the Mustang fighter that had just flown over, and after seeing the direction, he pulled the trigger and hit a few bullets.

“what？” Tom said in surprise.

"Da Da Da Da~" Shi Chen still fired wildly at the plane that killed his brother. The plane was about to fly out of the range of the turntable, when suddenly, a bullet flew into the cockpit, knocking a small hole in the glass fairing. Tom saw that his beloved plane was damaged by Shi Chen's trap, and said very angrily: "**! Baidu will read the latest chapter of "Men's World Masterpiece Literature" for free for the first time.