We have arrived at the front line, and every morning and evening the militia battalion will conduct a roll call, and it also restricts everyone's movement space. This is also something that can be thought of, after all, it is not as good as before, before it was only in the rear activities, and it was also allowed for everyone to temporarily go to other teams to visit other teams at night to take care of their fellow villagers and friends;

Early the next morning, Little York was on the line, just in time for the roll call. Little York got up, folded the fur under him, and walked out of the tent to hand over the fur to the logistics. The rest of his teammates had woken up, and Uncle Tony had even picked up his supplies and was squatting on the side eating bread. Seeing Little York, Uncle Tony waved his hand in disgust: "Little York, eat more this morning, I heard that I will go to the battlefield after eating, don't be hungry and weak." As he spoke, Uncle Tony also took out a chicken leg from the basket: "Everyone still has a lot of meat to eat this morning, let's eat a little more." ”

It's better to eat and get on the road, little York thought to himself. But it's normal to think about it, I'm going to the front line next, and all the soldiers in this militia battalion are just temporary conscripts, such soldiers must be low-cost cannon fodder that will only be used in a war of attrition, so in the case that these cannon fodder are about to die, giving some of the most basic mercy is not much for the nobles on top.

With this in mind, little York went to the quartermaster's office, handed back the fur in his hand, and waited to receive his rations. The clerk of the quartermaster office looked at Little York, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Little York, if you don't want to go to the front line, our quartermaster department still lacks a clerk who can take notes." Little York stopped what he was doing and looked at the clerk with a hint of gratitude on his face: "Thank you for your kindness, but I've already decided." I don't know how long I'll be able to stick with this decision, so please come back to it when I get back. The clerk shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, scooped up two more chicken legs from the bucket next to him and put them in Little York's basket, and then waved his hand away to send Little York away.

Reaching out and scratching his head, little York turned away. As soon as he entered the barracks, he heard a commotion around him: "Thomas, did anyone see Thomas?"

I was in a daze, when someone suddenly grabbed little Jokla to the side. Little York looked over and turned out to be his former interview subject, Smith. Smith is a few years older than Little York, and he is also very cooperative when he interviews with Little York, and he is one of the rare people who joined the army for the sake of ideals not because he was desperate.

Smith looked at Little York, who was still confused, and reached out and patted Little York's head gently: "You kid hasn't left yet." Little York shook his head, didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to point to the squad leader who was still shouting: "What's going on over there?" Smith looked over there and sighed: "When the roll call was called today, there was one less person in their team. ”

Little York asked, "How can there be fewer people? Didn't you say that you have to act collectively? It stands to reason that everyone is together, how can there be less people who don't know?" Smith shrugged his shoulders and pointed to Little York's basket, telling him to eat as he ate, "You eat first, or you will be too late in a while." Then he touched a water bag and handed it over, saying, "The rules are so prescribed, but you also know that these things are very troublesome, and not everyone will naturally abide by them. At this moment, there was suddenly one less person, and I don't know if I went out to the toilet at night and was taken away by the spies on the other side or became a deserter. ”

Deserter, or captured, little York's original action of tearing the chicken leg paused. Either way, nothing good will come of it. It's good to say that the deserter has at least one life, but he can never return to his hometown, if it is not for the people who have no family to worry about, he will not choose this path; being captured by the enemy is even worse than being bad, there is only one way to die, at most he should pray that the enemy is merciful enough to give him a good time, instead of torturing him slowly.

After learning about the cause and effect, little York and Smith said goodbye. His team is also about to be named, and if he doesn't go back, I don't know if the team leader will look for him everywhere like this.

Back in his squad, Little York said hello to his squad leader. The team leader looked at the basket in Little York's hand and slapped him on the back: "Hurry up and eat, I haven't even eaten breakfast after so long, I'll set off in a while, be careful of stomach pain on the way." ”

Little York nodded, and began to solve the food in his basket. He knew that because the team over there had already found out that there was one person missing, all the nerves of everyone were tense. You must know that the group action in the squad mentioned earlier is not only about taking care of each other, but also about monitoring each other, and now that the squad is missing one person, that squad will definitely be punished. Therefore, during the period when Little York did not come back, the captain's heart was carried out, and when he saw Little York coming back slowly, this hanging heart fell to the ground.

Since it was his own fault, Little York did not defend himself, finished his breakfast, put the basket in the recycling area, and then picked up his wooden gun, gathered with his teammates, packed the tent and prepared to go. Everyone was silent.

On the way, everyone would talk together, talk about their families, talk about the harvest in their own world, talk about whether the taxes in the family were too high, and then curse the lord and the tax collector together. Or think about how many military exploits you will get after the war, how many rewards you can get, and whether your doll will be able to get out of the current situation, and then talk about little York by the way.

But now it's different, everyone still has the future in their hearts, but now they have to face the cruel reality: there is a battlefield like a meat grinder ahead, and they, this group of soft meat, have to step forward and make the crazy move of jamming the meat grinder's winch with their weak bodies. The pressure was like a giant peak pressing on everyone's hearts, and even when the tent was being arranged, the hands trembled unconsciously, making the already skillful movements deformed. In the end, it took longer than usual for everyone to put away their tents, their weapons in their hands, and stand in a row. The team leader also knew what the situation of his subordinates was, and sighed softly: "Let's go, these will stay here." I hope that in the future, everyone will still be able to use the stuff here. ”