Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Old, the Weak, the Sick and the Disabled

But what awaited me and Saki and this broken tank was not warm hospitality, their group of soldiers was arguing.

A mechanic captain battalion commander and a mecha tank lieutenant commander quarreled.

By the time we arrived, the two of them were almost fighting.

I saw the mechanic captain giving an order to everyone: "Now everyone rest for an hour, and then immediately set out in the best possible condition!" ”

And the commander was not cold at all, he immediately gave an order to one of his tank squads and troop convoys: "If you want to go with them, we will sleep for at least 5 hours!" ”

This is not a reorganized unit, this is a temporary contingent of stragglers, and the mechanics are looked down upon by no one in the army, so the tank commander does not intend to listen to the captain battalion commander.

"We must retreat 300 kilometers today! You're disobeying military orders! The captain of the mechanic battalion yelled at the openly disobedient commander.

"I'm going to fight your mother's life! My men haven't closed their eyes for 3 days and 3 nights! If we have not given it to your royal highness, why do you command me? If I go any further, my people will be exhausted to death! Lieutenant Commander said angrily, his eyes blood-red from not sleeping for a long time.

The commander of the mechanic battalion pointed to his epaulettes and said: "Look clearly! Lieutenant. That's the order! Rank is order! ”

The car turned his neck and said, "If you kill me, I will never go again anyway, my people must rest!" ”

The mechanic battalion commander's face was also bruised, but he didn't pull out his gun in the end, but just said: "I have already written down your number, you wait to go to the court-martial, the battlefield disobeys, someone will shoot you!" ”

At this time, the two of them suddenly seemed to realize the existence of Shi Archie and me.

It's too embarrassing for the two of us.

Two mechanics driving mecha tanks. So, which officer do we listen to?

The mechanic battalion commander gave the order as soon as possible: "You two, get on this tank and set off with me, I need you to cover me." ”

And the tank commander also gave an order: "No, you stay with me, we don't wipe the ass of this group, sooner or later they will be caught up by the Roshas." ”

I whispered, "Two commanders, our tank...... No attacking capabilities. ”

The two commanders found out that they had been fighting for a long time, it was a scrapped mecha tank, and they couldn't help but lose interest, and our mecha tank was also very suitable for the situation, so it turned off again in front of everyone, fell diagonally from the air, and was completely scrapped.

"Sir, we still have wounded here...... "Squire reported.

As soon as he heard that there were still wounded, the captain of the mechanic battalion was even more reluctant to deal with the two of us, so without saying a word, he walked away alone to gather his troops.

The tank commander took in the two of us and said, "You two, just transfer the wounded to the car over there, and then rest with us for a while before we set off." ”

Neither of us dared to open the back compartment, those dying wounded, after last night's terrible bumps, I don't know how many survived, anyway, I haven't heard them for a long time.

But when we opened the car door, we found that there were not many people dead, and of course the living people were not comfortable, they were almost soaked in a mixture of their own blood and feces and urine.

Humans are really a very patient race, these people were in the dimly lit carriage yesterday, enduring pain and weariness, and had no idea what was going on outside, like being packed in a big box and thrown at sea, not knowing where they would end up.

Not to mention the constant jolting, in fact, several dead wounded would have reopened their wounds due to the violent shaking and bled to death.

These poor people did not complain until they died, they imagined that the two comrades in the car would definitely be able to take them out of this Shura field, they just tore off their shirts and covered their wounds tightly until they lost consciousness and finally died.

As soon as we opened the door, the first request of the surviving wounded was to drink water. And Shi Archie and I, two inexperienced people, immediately brought them a lot of water, and even a bottle of wine.

We gave them a full drink, and then two of them died.

In the same way that you can't overeat if you don't eat for a long time, these wounded people can't suddenly rehydrate in large gulps.

Sache and I carried the dead wounded down, built them a simple public grave on the side of the road with an automatic sapper shovel, and buried them.

Sachie erected a simple wooden tombstone for them, which read:

"Nine brave men are buried here, this is the frontier of mankind."

Then Saki and I lay back in our old tank and we got ready for bed. But after being overworked, I couldn't sleep, so the two of us chatted word by word, and talked about many old days.

I never thought that I, a slum boy, could become such good friends with this middle-class little boy, if we were in school, we would be nodding friends at best, but on the battlefield, we were friends of life and death.

We rested for nine hours before we set out, and all of us had a good night's sleep thanks to the disobedient lieutenant, and when we woke up, the sky was rarely clear. Each and every one of us is restarting in good spirits, and it makes us look like an army again.

The disobedient tank commander said, "That self-righteous bullshit captain must still be rolling in the mud right now, and he can't even open his tired eyes." Deserve! ”

I don't want to think about what kind of punishment this tank commander will end up with for this little disobedience, I just think that he is a good guy and let me get a good night's sleep.

The Rosa people didn't seem to be in too much of a hurry, maybe their offensive was too fierce, and the whole army was scattered, and it was possible that they were still packing up their troops.

We were also scattered. We followed the tank commander more than 200 kilometers east before we received instructions from our superiors to assemble in a small town.

When we got to that little town, we found that there were a lot of people here, all scattered stragglers, just like us.

This is the end of our little fate with the commander of the disobedient car, and everyone here is waiting for dispatch.

I'd like to contact Roy and ask where they are. But the military network does not allow private messages in wartime, and I can only guess that they are already far to the east.

For the huge army of the Star Defense Force, the problem of scheduling has never been solved, and we stay where we are, and after a while a new order comes down, I don't think even the officers in charge of the arrangement themselves know what to do.

In the end, these clever commanders did not arrange for a single reason to come out, so all the "old, weak, sick and disabled", that is, recruits, auxiliaries, and wounded soldiers, were organized into a temporary force, and put them at the end of the whole army as a big tail.

That included, of course, me and Archie, and we were on our way again.