Li Xiang walked to a few rooms at the foot of the mountain, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, the closer he was, the more panicked he became, and after entering the door, the strings in his head could not be tightened. Li Xiang has never smiled since he first walked into this small workshop a long time ago, because this place itself is a big bomb! He is always cautious and frightened, as if he has a noose around his neck, and he never knows when the ground under his feet will collapse.

Passing a rack full of grenades, he slowed down and began to force himself to count silently, one, two, three, four, five......

"Li Xiang, what are you rubbing? If you are lazy, I will kick you to death! Come and move this away. ”

Master's rebuke suddenly disrupted the number in his mind, it should be the same as yesterday is still fifty-six, it should still be fifty-six grenades, and after counting seven times yesterday, it must be fifty-six grenades. But what if someone takes one? What if someone puts another one on the table? Where did you count it?

"Li Xiang!" Master's voice became louder.

"Oh, here it is, here it is. Not being able to figure out whether the number of grenades on the shelf was the same as the number he had counted yesterday made Li Xiang feel extremely painful, as if something kept tearing at his heart, hesitant and uneasy.

When he got to the master's side, he bent down to help the master lift a large pot of gunpowder on the ground, but before his hand touched the edge of the basin, he saw a head-on kick on his shoulder, and turned to the ground on the spot.

"Have you worshiped the land, are you dead, are you new?......?" the master began to curse after kicking.

Li Xiang, who came back to his senses, got up, forced himself to forget the number of grenades, propped his hands on the ground, and kowtowed.

The people who work here have to 'worship the land' before each work, and the master says that this is to pray for safety, and the factory director says that this is to 'discharge static electricity'. Li Xiang believed what the factory director said, although he didn't know what the principle of static electricity was, but the factory director was educated, so he believed in the factory director more, and he was more willing to learn from the factory director, inserting a small iron vertebrae on the ground around him when he was working, and reaching out to touch it every once in a while.

After helping the master finish this work, the two workers carried two boxes and put them outside the door: "Master, this is sent today, I have checked, and they are all things that we can't make." ”

"Li Xiang, you go and dismantle it. Master looked at the box outside the door and spoke.

This job used to be the master's special responsibility, after Li Xiang came, the master found that he had the least words and seemed to have the most calm temperament, so he specially trained him to take over, and now, Li Xiang has been completely independent and competent.

I don't know if those grenades are still fifty-six, Li Xiang's mind is full of this problem that has nothing to do with him, he went out, picked up the box above, and walked into the distance.

When I arrived at the bomb disposal site at a safe distance, I put down the box, prepared my tools, took out a shellhead, carefully erected it, and set my eyes on the aluminum fuse, and began to try to remove the three tiny, inconspicuous bolts......

Slowly rubbing it counterclockwise with the palm of his hand, fine sweat has just appeared on his forehead, and the separation of the shell fuse is completed.

It should still be fifty-six grenades, and you must confirm it after you finish your work, with this idea, Li Xiang took out the second warhead from the box and put it vertically in front of him.

This seems to be ...... There is mud ...... Scratch ...... Uninsured?...... It's a dud...... , didn't you say you checked it? Do you want me to die?

He stared blankly at the dud bomb in front of him for a while, turned his head to look into the box, widened his eyes and carefully studied the seriousness, and went through the remaining warheads one by one, all of them were new, and it seemed that there was only this one in this box.

Leaving the tools, getting up and walking back, I had to explain to the master and the factory director that I couldn't let that boy who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky do it again, if he didn't leave here, then I would leave! I won't do it! I've had enough!

Boom -

Li Xiang, who was about to arrive at the door, didn't have time to see anything clearly, didn't have time to hear anything clearly, only felt that his body was annihilated by the instantaneous heat and darkness, and then floated up......

Sitting up suddenly, he saw the dim oil lamp on the windowsill, and Li Xiang, who was sweating all over, breathed heavily, and sat in the ward for a long time.

There were more than a dozen pairs of rag shoes scattered on the ground, but one pair was different, which was the leather military shoes of the captured devil, which was the shoe of a patient next to him. Li Xiang, who was awakened by the nightmare, kept staring at the shoes, and the more he looked at them, the more uncomfortable he became, and his whole body was uncomfortable. It was shoelaces, so why couldn't he wear the two shoelaces in the same shape? Why did he wear the shoelaces on one side diagonally and the other side? How could he bear it? Why did he do this? Didn't he have a long heart? This feeling made Li Xiang hate it to the heart.

From the first day of being transferred to the ward for the lightly wounded, those shoes became a torment in Li Xiang's heart, and he didn't want to see them, but every day during the day, he wore them on that person's feet and dangled them in front of Li Xiang's eyes, and every night they placed them in that place and looked at Li Xiang proudly.

Going crazy and unable to bear it any longer, Li Xiang finally rushed towards the pair of shoes, picked it up, frantically ripped the shoelace open, shattered this torturous magic barrier, and then put it back on, carefully and carefully according to the way the other one wore it, so that the lines became completely symmetrical and perfect.

"Li Xiang, you're not human, let people not sleep!" More than a dozen wounded people were attracted by the strange sound on the ground, and sat up to watch Li Xiang, who was panting like a cow, compete with those shoes.

Li Xiang suddenly picked up the two shoes, stood on the ground and shouted at the owner of the shoes: "See? Why don......'t you do this? Why? ...... you? Are you going to kill everybody? Are ......you going to kill everybody? Ahhhh

The owner of the shoes was the most stunned, and he didn't understand what was going on, so he killed everyone, how much of a sin was this?

There was silence for a while, and suddenly one of the wounded said, "Isn't your throat burned......?

"Hey, hey, yes, you're not ......," the others realized.

Li Xiang slammed the shoes on the ground, slammed open the door next to him and rushed into the night.

......

Although he didn't dare to swing his arms, Hu Yi still strode in the moonlight, bypassing the house wall, through the courtyard, and running to the corner.

Obviously I didn't do anything, but it was like I had done something, and I didn't have a ghost in my heart, but now I jumped like a thief. What is this, she is all to blame! Women are troubles, whether they are big or small, whether they are doctors or political officials, they are all sources of trouble, and hearsay about women is all nonsense! Whoever believes in them is a bastard!

I was about to run around the corner, when I suddenly heard the sound of a hurried run from the other side of the corner.

Hu Yi's whole body habitually turned on the alert mode in an instant, stopping urgently, sticking to the wall, forcibly holding his breath, unable to use his arms, and preparing his legs. This is a hospital, either a nurse or a wounded, three watches in the middle of the night, except for himself who is 'not a thief and has a weak heart', which good person will run in such a hurry?

A figure running wildly under the moonlight suddenly flashed, swept it with a low foot, tripped the target with a pop, and before he could get up in panic, he quickly took two steps over, raised his right foot and kicked him in the back.

After a cry of pain, the figure on the ground squirmed in pain and couldn't get up, Hu Yi stepped on a few of his fingers with the heel of his right foot, and shouted: "If you move, your hands will be wasted!"

"Uh...... Wounded...... Uh......"

"Running so neatly, could it be an injured man?" Hu Yi forgot that he had run wildly just now.

"What does it have to do with you!...... Ah......h......h I...... Gotta get out of this ...... I can't...... Stay here...... I can't ......."

"That's not the answer!"

Li Xiang...... My name is Li Xiang...... Admitted to a minor injury ward...... This intensive care room...... I've also been in ......" The intensive care room he was referring to was the one in the corner, the one where Hu Yi lives now.

"Tell me about the beds in this room?"

"Four. ”

......

Li Xiang sat on the innermost bed, elbows against knees, hands around his drooping head, half of his head and half of his face were covered with ugly scars in the dim light.

Hu Yi, who was full of black lines, never dreamed that this was the suicide who was untied by himself, and he actually survived.

"It's me who put a qiē myself...... Messed up...... But I really can't stand it...... I can't take it anymore...... I hate those shoes......"

"You're not even afraid of death, why are you afraid to go back?"

"That's different...... That's different...... I can't hold it back...... I...... Die...... It's a short story...... But torment...... Is it forever...... I can't...... I don't dare...... You won't understand......"

"I understand. Hu Yi suddenly replied calmly.

Li Xiang slowly raised his head and looked at those narrow eyes in a daze,

"That morning, I was the one who helped you untie the rope. ”

“......”

"Because I'm also living in torment. He sighed deeply, and after a while Hu Yi asked, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know...... From tomorrow...... Somebody will start spitting on me. Maybe now...... That's what they did...... Laugh at the after-effects of my pretense and spurn me as a spineless deserter......"

The room fell silent, neither of them spoke, and the moonlight could have spilled into the window, but it was blinded by the oil lamp on the windowsill.

After a long, long time, Li Xiang's voice sounded again: "I don't know who you are yet." ”

"Independent Regiment Ninth Class Hu Yi. ”

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome. Hu Yi knew he was referring to the thing that loosened the rope.

"Why are you ...... so late?"

“......”

Seeing that Hu Yi's expression suddenly became a little strange, Li Xiang hurriedly changed his words: "Oh...... I'm sorry...... I'm just ...... in passing."

Hu Yi's expression changed not because he was unhappy with this question, but because this matter was too complicated, and he bolted the door in Dr. Zhou's room, blew out the lamp, and then climbed under the bed, and finally the wolf bèi escaped, all of which became a series.

"Ahem, ahem, nothing. I was just ...... In moon viewing. ”

“......”

Li Xiang secretly admired in his heart, but he didn't expect that this cold wounded soldier was still a person with a sense of meaning, a person with noble tastes, and a person with feelings, ashamed!

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