Chapter 20: Repressed into a demon
The camp is like a contagious plague, at first only one soldier may have an abnormal situation, if it is found in time and as soon as possible to do psychological counseling, let him rest and change the guard, there is a high probability that it can be prevented, but in the Somme war zone there is no such opportunity at all.
The two sentries have gone from drawing their guns and firing indiscriminately at the beginning, to now raising their machine guns and starting to fire.
They didn't seem to get enough of shooting into the dark clearing, and soon turned their guns on their comrades in the trenches.
"See T
dGhost ...... Everyone avoids! ”
A platoon commander who was on night patrol was so frightened that he hugged his head and ran away, but before the two sentries who had a nervous breakdown could pull the trigger, they suddenly went limp, leaned on each other and fell asleep.
Zhou Yu, who was covered in a cold sweat, appeared behind them, panting heavily.
It was terrible, he didn't expect that he would also witness the beginning of a camp roar with his own eyes, and if he didn't take the opportunity to knock these two people unconscious, this small area of camp roar would soon sweep the entire front and sweep all the soldiers in.
Of course, this may also affect the German army on the other side, which will be an unprecedented disaster for everyone.
"Mr. Zhou, are these two foreign devils crazy? How do they shoot their own people? ”
"Yes, Mr. Zhou, I just saw that they were still putting guns in a place where no one was around, it can't be a ghost covering their eyes, right?"
Mu Dezhu and the dog baby turned pale, and they had already begun to make up for the supernatural events in their brains and scare themselves.
Zhou Yu glared at them and shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, it's a symptom caused by a long lack of rest and a high level of mental tension."
If you don't want to be like them, force yourself to sleep for a while, even if it's an hour, half an hour. ”
"Oh, okay......."
Although Mu Dezhu and the others were timid, but fortunately they were obedient, Zhou Yu explained this, although they still didn't understand well, but they still re-indented into the pit dug in the inclined wall of the trench one by one and closed their eyes to rest.
After a while, Kazan, the commander in charge of this front, walked over briskly with several soldiers.
"Two people to go to the sentry and keep an eye on the movements of the German army, damn it...... What the hell happened to these two damn guys? ”
Sergeant Kazan asked through gritted teeth as he looked at the two sentries who were limp on the ground.
He was obviously asking Zhou Yu this question.
"Sir, they may be too tired and mentally stressed to hallucinate, and I suggest that the sentry position be rotated every two hours, otherwise there is a good chance that such an incident will happen."
"Damn, it's easy to rotate, but who t
d also rotates with Lao Tzu? I'm going to run out of it! ”
Zhou Yu secretly took a breath and sighed that even the non-commissioned officers had been tortured to such an extent, and the soldiers at the lowest level could be imagined.
His heart moved, and he deliberately distracted the commander and said: "Sir, in fact, when you are on guard, you can let everyone smear some mud on your helmet in advance, so as to prevent the reflection of the moonlight and the detection of enemy snipers in the dark.
In addition, you can also add some necessary entertainment, such as a game of fighting landlords, which can make the soldiers on duty on duty relax and laugh in just a few minutes.
The war has been going on for more than a month, and even machines can't be guaranteed to run at full speed, let alone people. ”
"What do you say to add some entertainment to fight the landlord? What's that? ”
The commander was a little confused by Zhou Yu's new term.
He didn't immediately refute or agree, but frowned and looked to the far side of the position.
There was a dead silence, no sound but the wind, and a few tall and broken trees swayed from side to side in the wind, like ghosts waving white cloths.
The moonlight spills from the sky, casting a variety of strange reflections that blend into the eerie night, making the atmosphere more oppressive and terrifying, and multiplying the hidden stress inside.
Maybe what Zhou Yu said has some truth, if they don't find something to do for these soldiers, they can't guarantee that next time they will treat the bushes as German artillery and fire directly.
"What's your name?" The commander asked.
"Bruce Chow, sir."
Non-commissioned officer Kazan nodded, sighed and said, "Maybe we should really find something for the soldiers to do, but I don't know what you are talking about fighting landlords, do you know those things?" Can you teach our soldiers? ”
Zhou Yu agreed without hesitation, "No problem, sir, I can use harder cardboard to make a few cards now, the specific rules are very simple, to ensure that everyone can get started after playing a game!" I also need a fountain pen. ”
"No problem, you come with me."
Commander Kazan asked Zhou Yu to follow him, and the latter gestured to the other laborers, signaling them to rest as soon as possible and come as they went.
The commander left some soldiers to change guards, and he himself only took Zhou Yu into a command camp converted from a kitchen.
There was a radio transmitter and some food from England piled up on the ground next to it.
Many of the boxes were wide open, but they were empty, apparently eaten up.
"The so-called psychological problems of my soldiers will be handed over to you, and if your method really works, this is a reward for you."
Non-commissioned officer Kazan said as he took out something from the box on the side and threw it to Zhou Yu in the air.
The latter caught it, but when it looked closely, it was a box of cigarettes.
"Don't worry, sir, it will be done soon."
With cardboard and pens, Zhou Yu didn't have much effort to make a set of playing cards.
He used a pen to write the corresponding Arabic numerals and suits on it, cleaned the simple set of playing cards, explained the game to the commander on the spot, and came to the teaching bureau with a soldier next to him.
After a game, although the two of them played ignorantly, they also realized the hidden fun of this kind of entertainment.
"Very good~~Very well done~! You deserve it, take it. ”
The officer named Kazan was quite satisfied, a smile appeared on his face, and the brow that had been tightly locked for many days finally relaxed, and he threw Zhou Yu a box of cigarettes.
"Sir Xie."
After familiarizing himself with the rules and gameplay of the two landlords, Zhou Yu put away the third box of cigarettes thrown by the other party and left the chief's lounge satisfied.
patted the three boxes of cigarettes in his arms, which was definitely an unexpected gain.
You know, in this damn battlefield of purgatory, things like cigarettes are hard currency among soldiers, and you can get everything you want, even their guns.
The next morning, before the sky was completely bright, Zhou Yu woke up the workers and continued to set foot on the road to the south.
They crossed the stream into an upward hillside, and on the right and left of the hill they found nearly a hundred mutilated corpses, both British and German.
"My mother...... What happened here? How did so many people die? ”
Mu Dezhu, who was very tall but had a disproportionate amount of courage, subconsciously shrank behind Zhou Yu, not daring to look at the terrifying scene.
Zhou Yu took a breath and said, "Let's divide half of the people to pay attention to the surroundings, and the other half of the people to see if there are any missing weapons and ammunition on them, and if there are any, bring them all." ”
"Okay, Mr. Zhou."
Nearly a hundred soldiers lay in the valley, beside which the land, bushes, and trees had been shattered by gunfire and grenade bombardment, like the surface of the moon.
Blood seeped into the ground, staining large areas of wild grass red, and some of the more daring wild dogs stood by and tore at the corpses, and only after seeing Zhou Yu and them approaching did they run away with their tails between their legs, but they did not run far.
After searching for a while, they found twelve working rifles, six pistols, two intact grenades, several knives, military kettles and unknown pills, and some pickled jerky.
In the process of searching for supplies, a few laborers still couldn't get used to the bloody hell and vomited, but most of them were able to cope with the stump on the ground well.
But being able to face it doesn't mean that they are not affected, and everyone is still blue and in a bad mood.
Zhou Yu looked at a small hill not far away and found that the trench built by the Allied forces had already ended there, and they needed to climb over this hill to reach the battle line on the other side.
And this hill is covered with the corpses of both warring sides all the way from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, like the Yellow Spring Road to Hell.
The crowd didn't have the heart to linger too long, and after collecting the equipment, they began to move upward.
But at this moment, Zhou Yu suddenly felt a palpitation, looked up at the height, and shouted in a low voice: "Lie down!" ”
Almost as soon as his voice was uttered, a fire burst into the sky, and the whistle exploded in the open space not far from them.
The sand and stones rising from the sky knocked several laborers to the ground, and they couldn't stop howling, and the angle above blocked Zhou Yu's view, making it impossible for him to accurately locate the location of the cannon.
"Get down! Go up the hill! There is a certain shooting blind spot in the shelling, as I taught you before, crawl forward! Try to spread out and don't hide together, let's go up and kill those guys!" ”