Chapter 7 Chapter Seven: The Battle of Huaihai
The communist army began to fire again.
They always call early in the morning to keep you from sleeping on purpose, and... more and more evil every day.
Lao Dan and his brothers crawled into the small hole dug in the trench, jumping like rabbits driven away by gongs and drums, but the second son fell asleep next to him, still snoring.Lao Dan kicked him angrily, and the second son struggled to his feet.
"The communist army is coming? Coming?" He picked up his submachine gun.
"I've been here to see you sleeping like a pig, farting and leaving..." Lao Dan said angrily.The brothers all laughed, and so did the second son. "The communist army is going to attack? Why are they firing so many cannons? Where's my helmet?" the second son said again.
"Not necessarily, they have been like this for several days, you are sleeping, I don't know. Xiao Wanzi wants to go out to shit, I won't let it, just take your helmet and use it..." Lao Dan struck a match in the dark, Light the smoke pot.
"Brother Dan! Why don't you use yours? Mine is a new one, there is no pitfall."
"Mine has already been used..." Lao Dan said, smoking a pipe.
"Okay, you're ruthless enough, I'll get another one..." The second son pushed a little soldier aside, "Stay away, I'm so blind..."
In the past half month, the shells falling from the sky have everything.Based on Lao Dan's many years of experience, the cannons fired by the Communist Army include Japanese ones, national army ones, and American-made cannons with big butts and no wheels. There is also a kind of cannon that I have never heard of, like when someone in the village holds a big wedding Put the soil turtle cannon.A small soldier from Bozhou, Anhui, was lying on Lao Dan's arms, shaking like chaff, and his trousers were wet with a surge of heat—this kid urinated again.Lao Dan hurriedly took out a comb and combed the hairless soldier's hair, finally calming him down.The artillery fire outside interweaves into a huge reverberation, shaking the eardrums to the point of shattering.On this cold winter morning, on the battlefield closest to home, Lao Dan, who has experienced many battles, once again felt the breath of death. It rushed towards his face and would eat countless people this winter.Lao Dan was suddenly frightened, his hands trembled, he picked up the comb, and took a deep breath.
I was so happy when I finished playing Japan, I really feel that the hard days are over.How about drinking with the brothers, laughing while drinking, crying while laughing, female doctors and nurses hugged the men and cried.They ran into the street with their wine bottles, crying everywhere, snatching their bottles and drinking them.And the girl, who hugged him and kissed him after drinking.The second son took the opportunity to touch a woman's breast, and the woman was not angry at all.The whole city was like crazy, tears filled the ground with joy, it was the crime of suffering for eight years.
After tossing about for a few days, Lao Dan and Er Zi began to find out the route home and asked about the situation in Banzi Village.The two sons were thinking about asking which female nurse to be their daughter-in-law.But within a few days, the troops were ordered to march east again, saying that they were going to accept the surrender of the Japanese army.Lao Dan wondered, why are they in such a hurry to surrender?Is it worth marching there in the middle of the night?Can't you just build a cage and lock it up?On the way, he heard from the brigade commander that the acceptance of the surrender was true, and the robbing of places was also true. The Communist Army has always had troops behind the enemy lines, hiding in the devil-occupied areas, and many of them are right under their noses. Now that the devils have surrendered, they are rushing to surround them , Spread your legs and grab the territory with our national government.So the world is not at ease. When the tiger leaves, the monkey becomes king. We must occupy the nest before we can go home.Lao Dan couldn't figure it out again. Isn't the Communist Army a Tuba Road guerrilla? Why are they robbing cities?Didn't the Japanese devils surrender to the national government? What are they doing?Lao Dan has been thinking all the way, isn't the country still the original country, how can anyone snatch it?The Communist Army is a ball thing?The devils are rubbing food and food under their feet, aren't they afraid that the old men will come and destroy you?
Some Hebei brothers from the 37th Army came back from the Northeast. Even though they were disguised as farmers, they were still arrested by the army and continued to work.These Hebei brothers have green eyes, and when they mention the communist army, they show a ghost-eating expression, saying that the hundreds of thousands of elites of the national army have never robbed the communist army, and these brothers have all dealt with the commander in Burma. Small Japanese, say that somehow they can't do those communist troops.They defended Changchun with Commander Zheng Dongguo. The communist army couldn't get in, and they couldn't attack here, so they surrounded Changchun to death. There was no food in it, and the people were eating people.A few of them were so hungry that they couldn't stand it, so they disguised themselves as ordinary people and ran away. The Communist army refused to let them go, so hundreds of thousands of them waited to die in the open space between the city and the outside.A few of them were scouts, and every day they pretended to be dead, and at night they found a gap in the communist army to sneak out. One of them was killed, and the others forced their way out.They said that the three eastern provinces now have the surname of the Communist Party. In their eyes, the Communist Army is more deadly than the fucking little devil in fighting.The devils had just left, and the Soviet red-haired men hadn't gone clean yet, so many troops of the Communist Army appeared all at once, with ragged clothes and disheveled faces, pulling carts of smoke and sorghum, a few broken guns and mountain cannons, It didn't take long before he dared to open his posture and came all over the mountains and plains.They rushed towards the northeast city occupied by the national army as if they could fly. They didn't know how they could run such a long distance in one day without being tired, and they could still fight, and they were ruthless.Several armies of the national army were wrapped in dumplings. If they hadn't run quickly from Yingkou, hundreds of thousands of people might have been wrapped up by the Communist army.
Lao Dan was startled when he heard it.With such a formidable opponent, the devil has just left and picked up another one. How can there be a head in this hard life?When he heard a brother from the 14th Army say that the Communist Army didn’t kill prisoners like little devils, but also gave them food and drink, and that if you didn’t want to fight, they would pester you to go home, he felt strange again.What kind of soldier is this?Fighting is more fierce than devils, so why do you behave differently from devils?Many brothers from the 37th Army have long since lost their homes, and many have defected to the Communist Army.I also heard that every time the communist army occupies a piece of land, it will mobilize the common people to make a land reform and divide the land.Lao Dan didn't understand what he heard, so he asked if it was the same as what the officer said, all the fields and property were confiscated, and the wife slept with him?Brother Hebei said that you are a jerk, the Communist Army allows you to fall in love freely, and if you want one more, you will be shot. Your family has a ball property?The Communist Army even planted the land of the rich man’s family for you!I had never seen or heard of this situation, and I was wondering what the communist army was trying to do with the land reform, so the communist army's shells flew over.Dozens of the communist army who rushed up yesterday were knocked down. Someone called his mother in his native dialect. Could there be people from Banzi Village among them?Officials say that the banditry of the Communist Army will not change, and they will not show their heads during the Anti-Japanese War. They shamelessly live with the devils in peace. Come out, take the opportunity to seize the fruits of victory of the national army.The devils were ordered to surrender to the Nationalist government, and the Eighth Route Army came up to fight, provoking devils in many places not to surrender at all.It is rumored that the communist army robbed food, grass and weapons and shared them equally, and the wives slept together if they were not enough. This seems to be different from what the brothers in Hebei said.The frightened baby in his arms said that his brother was over there, and his job was artillery, and he joined the army directly from home.The kid also said he was puzzled, he clearly agreed that his brother with handicapped legs would stay at home and take care of his parents, so why did he also join the army?But don't let a cannonball hit by his old brother just hit him on the head...
The northern Anhui Plain in winter is extremely dry and cold, and the weapon in hand has become an enemy in such weather. If you are not careful, your hands will be inseparable from it.The lard used for antifreeze had already been eaten by the soldiers, but the soldiers still took off their gloves one after another and pulled the cold triggers.Lao Dan led his men out, looking for different places without any explanation. The second son and a few brothers came out carrying heavy machine guns and piled up a pile of ammunition boxes as a foothold.
"The communist army is wearing cotton shoes, I can tell, these beggars want to come and marry a wife after wearing new shoes, I will beat you down!" The second son skillfully loaded the heavy machine gun, and the bullet belt went straight down A soldier next to him held it respectfully.The other one took a look and said, "Second brother, you had a great time today. Hundreds of them came here, all wearing new clothes..."
The thick cloth shoes of the communist army made an extremely ear-piercing sound on the permafrost, which gave Lao Dan goosebumps all over his body, and made him feel more uncomfortable than Tweety's fisting dough in the noodle jar.They came flying like crows wearing cotton caps that were flapping up and down, making the serious and stern fighting atmosphere seem a little funny for a moment.What kind of soldier is this?Is this considered a soldier?Compared with the energy and spirit of the main force of our national army, they are like beggars—but Lao Dan is very envious of the bloated padded coats of the communist army. These beggars must be warm!I and my brothers are still only wearing autumn clothes. It is said that several truckloads of cotton clothes transported to the front line were stolen by the Communist Army in the middle of the night the day before yesterday. To the national army, he is really a prodigal son.
Last week, the communist army launched an onslaught, with countless casualties but no hesitation in rushing forward. No matter how fierce the artillery fire by the national army and no matter how dense the bullet rain was, they still insisted on getting in and jumping into the trenches, smoking and bleeding.A small soldier of the Communist Army who has not yet grown his teeth is very bluffing. I don't know how he got through the barrage that the knife can't penetrate and the water can't splash.He lost his gun, his cotton-padded clothes were burnt into cotton covers, and his face was as black as coal balls.As soon as he got out of the way, he jumped into the ditch, almost riding on his own head.He rolled over, with the strings of two grenades in his hands, and yelled at everyone to hand in their guns and not kill.Lao Dan and his brothers were a little stunned for a moment, they had never seen such a reckless youngster at such a young age!Da Ma Bangzi, who was born as a bandit in central Hunan, shot the kid without hesitation, then quickly threw two grenades that were about to explode out of the trench, and cursed in his standard Hunan Xiangtan dialect.Xiao Bing was not dead, the bullet only pierced his lung, Da Ma Bang put the pistol between his eyebrows, pressed him dead, and pulled the trigger.The child's forehead and chest were sprayed with blood from the two egg-sized holes, and tears were still streaming from the corners of his eyes. After a while, he turned into a cold corpse, frozen on the edge of the trench.
The second son lay on the heavy machine gun and fired. The bullet casings popped out like sheep shit, and they were bouncing around in the trench smoking smoke.Lao Dan looked at the little soldier holding the bullet belt, he closed his eyes and raised his hand above his head, his hand was shaking like a machine gun.He endured the scalding of the bullet casings, and ignored the ones that fell into his neck. A column of snot had already flowed into his mouth, but he sucked it back and went back.There shouldn't be such a small baby jumping in today, right?Lao Dan thought.
The communist army's charge horn is more like the joy that the turtle monster blows out when the villagers get married.When the turtle monster blows, everyone smiles, but at this time, it only makes people feel that death is approaching.The shouts of the communist army rose, and it was less than two hundred meters away. Lao Dan slowly climbed up to the shooting position.The sound swept over like mountains and seas, and Lao Dan saw brothers jumping out of the trenches of the third battalion not far away—not rushing towards the enemy, but running backwards at the fastest speed.He couldn't bear to fire his guns to stop these deserters, so how could they escape?Those who ran to the back were waiting with the guns of the supervising team, and some stepped on landmines in a panic.The veterans of my battalion are all lying on the edge of the trench. Although they are nervous, they will not run away.Lao Dan felt more at ease, took a deep breath, come and come, sooner or later there should be a boss!
Xu Shi wore new cotton shoes and drank soju, the communist army was as fast as a woman who came to catch a rape.The accumulated corpses in front of the position did not slow them down at all. They scrambled to die on the barbed wire fence, pierced by bullets.But they were getting close after all, sparrow-like grenades were thrown over in piles, and the soldiers ordered by Lao Dan had already thrown out several smoking ones.The corpses piled up in front of the position blocked the firing surface of the trench, but the communist army did not hesitate to crawl behind and fire, and they all jumped over, fighting and charging with their guns.
"Brother Dan, I can't stand it anymore!" Erzi shouted while changing bullets.
"One more box of bullets!" Lao Dan stepped back, found the engineers, saw that they had connected the wires and buried the connectors, and then stood on a high place and shouted:
"Brothers, withdraw, retreat to the trenches behind, hurry up, the second son will fight again!"
Lao Dan's voice was as loud as a donkey, and everyone immediately got down and ran to the traffic trench.The second son opened fire and shouted: "You never think about me when it comes to good things, and I can never get rid of the last things, but you still take it in the clear sky..." The second son let the soldier who changed the bullets go first, and buckled hard alone. As soon as he pulled the trigger, the bullet casings were about to disappear from his feet, and the barrel of the gun was already red. This gun seemed useless.
"Okay, let's go!" Lao Dan pulled down the second son and ran to the back together. Lao Dan knew that he was about to enter the tug of war for the trenches.The trench on the left was lost, and a group of communist troops poured in to press here.Lao Dan could only lead his brothers to retreat in depth, and the engineers in the second trench prepared detonators.When Lao Dan saw hundreds of communist soldiers pouring into the trenches, someone turned around carrying Er Zi's heavy machine gun—they must have felt that they had seized a good thing.With a wave of Lao Dan's hand, the trench was flattened by more than a dozen boxes of explosives.He estimated that at least more than half of the communist army was finished, and the living ones would not be able to move.This explosion was also the signal to call the artillery, and the shells came immediately.The communist army's killing sound continued unabated, and they were not afraid of the big bomb crater, they stepped on the corpse of their companions and came up.They didn't lie down or hide, just rushed, each one was fierce like hungry wolves, and the firepower points of the echelon positions were lost.Lao Dan turned his head and saw that the reinforcements in the southeast had been suppressed by Communist artillery fire, and the traffic trenches had been blown up.The communist army must have seen the results of the battle, and sent thousands of people over. The 4th company in the west retreated slowly, and was hacked to death by the cavalry of the communist army.Lao Dan thought it was over for sure, the ship capsized in the gutter, and his life was about to be handed over to the Communist Army.
"Battalion Commander! The Brigadier Commander ordered everyone to retreat!" The orderly lost one ear and yelled while grabbing his arm.Lao Dan felt relieved, and immediately gave the order to retreat.The brethren stopped walking in the traffic trenches, and ran back after digging out of the trenches.The second son picked up the light machine gun and was about to leave. Seeing that Lao Dan was a little dazed, he called him: "Brother Dan, let's go, are you so dazed?"
"You go first, I'll come with something." After saying that, Lao Dan ran to the place where he came just now. He guessed that he dropped the cigarette pot there to hide from a shell.This thing has been with him for ten years, and it is so unbearable to be sucked by the communist army.
"Then you have to hurry up! The Communist Army can move fast!" The second son said and left.Lao Dan ran a few steps and searched all over the ground, but there was nothing, so he ran forward again, and saw a deformed smoking pot next to the corpse of a communist soldier. He was pleasantly surprised when a communist soldier with a rifle ran into him. The teeth are yellow and broken, and one eye is still slanted.Both of them were taken aback, Lao Dan shot half a minute faster than him, picked up the submachine gun and shot it in the stomach, the man whimpered, turned his head and walked a few steps, let out a long fart with a sound of despair, and held on The edge of the trench was slowly falling down.Lao Dan took the smoking pot and ran back along the trench, only to see that the communist troops on both sides had already jumped over the ground, and some of them stepped on the wooden planks above their heads.The communist army's legs and feet were as fast as running rabbits, and their penetration was so resolute that I couldn't imagine it.The back route has been cut off, and Lao Dan knows that this situation is really bad.He heard the screams of the communist army, and many in front had already jumped into the trenches and started searching.Lao Dan knew that he couldn't go back, but he couldn't think of any way. He wanted to fight desperately, but he didn't have the confidence. He was hesitating when he saw a dark pit in the T-shaped trench. He ordered the company to dig it out to store ammunition.Looking around, I have become a turtle in the urn, and the third wave of communist troops will come up later.Lao Dan sighed, lifted the concealment on the dark pit, slipped in with a cat waist, and then turned sideways, blocking several ammunition boxes filled with feces and urine at the entrance of the hole.
Lao Dan has seen such things as drilling dog holes when he was in Wuhan, and the brother troops in Hubei have also taught this kind of informal fighting method. The enemy will not be stationed on the spot, this method may be used to escape death.The entrance of the hole is camouflaged with empty bullet boxes and sacks. There can only be one or two people in the hole, and they can only be embedded obliquely inside, and then cover the outside with camouflage nets or rags, and cover their head and face with earthen sacks inside. Only a small hole is left to vent.Lao Dan did the same thing, pointed the muzzle of the gun to the outside, and tightened his body. Not long after the job was done, he heard the communist army jumping into the trench one after another, pulling the bolt of the gun, shouting boldly, and firing at some suspicious places. gun.They ran back and forth in a hurry, kicking over things. When they saw a few American grenades and half a box of compressed biscuits, they probably picked them up.After a while of fuss, most of them ran to the depths. As usual, those who stayed behind to clean up the stalls were all recruits. At this moment, he felt two people stopped and strolled in front of the cave entrance. Lao Dan smelled the strong smell of sweat on their bodies and struck a match. There was a crackling sound and the click of a cigarette, and someone started talking.
"Genzi, how many did you kill just now?" This is a Sichuan accent.
"I seem to have killed two and captured one." The person who spoke should be the root.
"Stupid boy, I brought up a small cannon by myself just now, and the four grandchildren inside were all scared to pee their pants!" The Sichuanese were very disdainful.
"All captured?" Genzi asked.
"I really wanted to let it go, but I was afraid of punishment, so I slapped each of them and handed it over to the back."
"Then you are not as good as me, I will kill two of you!"
"The Kuomintang is so fucking hard to beat. If it weren't for the organization's regulations, I would have slaughtered at least a dozen."
"I can't do anything, that prisoner speaks my native dialect."
"Then what's the matter? You fool, does his bullet have an accent? Stupid boy, someday you'll be pushed down by the other party to see if you still recognize the accent!"
"Brother, what were you thinking when you shot?" Genzi asked.
"What are you thinking? You don't even want the ball! Hurry up and kill him before we talk..."
"That won't work, I killed that one, it seems to be about the same age as me..."
"Bullets don't age!"
"But he doesn't seem to want to shoot me." Genzi seemed to be shaking as he spoke.
"Fart, then he is afraid. Anyone who kills someone for the first time is afraid, but he won't be afraid if he kills you. You don't look like a flower girl, and he doesn't want to rape you, and doesn't want to shoot you?"
"Brother, how many people have you killed..."
"Who remembers this..." The Sichuan man moved his buttocks.
"How can I not remember..."
"A dozen or so, there are devils, puppet soldiers, and a few KMTs."
"Is it the same?"
"Isn't it the same?"
"When you kill them..."
"Oh...it's still not the same. The devil wants to kill twice. The puppet army is pitiful while killing. The Kuomintang was a bit reluctant at the beginning...but they were unambiguous about us. The bomb just blown up half of our company, and they were all sleeping. When we went to dig out people, all we got out were coke, and we couldn’t recognize anyone.” The Sichuan man lit another cigarette.
"Well, I saw it too. They threw petrol bombs into one of our trenches. There were dozens of people, but none of them came out..."
"Don't talk about it, I just saw that this box is dirty, go elsewhere." The Sichuan soldier stood up suddenly, pulled the root and walked a few steps away, but it was not too far, and he smoked there again.
Being close at hand, Lao Dan did not dare to show his breath, listening nervously to this long and small conversation.The damp and cold damp froze the frail old Dan so that his teeth chattered and his belly swelled like a drum.The cold is still tolerable, and if I walk slowly, my stomach will explode.In this small space, he tensed his body, lifted his hips, and relaxed his butt so as not to make a sound, this crime was really uncomfortable.The two of them were only three steps away from them, and one of them was sitting by the entrance of the cave. I accidentally blew it, I could hear it but I could hear it. Didn't this Sichuan soldier beat him to pieces?If the team can't fight back for the time being, everyone must think that they are heroic. It's better to wait for the communist army to charge again, take advantage of the gap between their follow-up troops to take over the position and escape, or wait for an opportunity to kill a single person, change into the communist army's clothes and slip away.
After Lao Dan made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and endured it.Fatigue hit his numb head, and it was useless to pinch his middle knuckles.The ammunition boxes that covered the holes were full of frozen shit, and no one wanted to break them open.Lao Dan shivered and took out the small wine jug, gently unscrewed the lid and took two sips, feeling a little warmer, but this moment of comfort woke up the sleepy ones, and once the eyelids drooped, they couldn’t open them...
"Dan? Was it cold yesterday?"
"It's so cold! That white-haired boy is flying sideways!"
"Then let's not go today, it's snowing heavily outside!"
"No way, the snow is too heavy, you have to pull it, or the sun will shine, and then there will be a strong wind in the middle of the night, and the ball will be in trouble if it freezes."
"What's the matter? I don't believe that the little wheat can be frozen to death. My father said that when it snows, it's grain! It's so cold, don't freeze you."
"I have rough skin and thick flesh, so where can I freeze? I'll go to the field and toss and toss, next year the wheat will be full of energy!"
"Then you go after drinking this wine! I'll warm it up for you!"
The woman took out a wine gourd from her bosom and waved it mischievously in front of his eyes. Lao Dan picked up the gourd with one hand and drilled into the woman's chest with the other. The woman was tickled by him and let out a series of giggles...
"Stand at attention! Hello, chief!" A hoarse shout woke Lao Dan up.
"Are you injured?" It was clearly the voice of the officer.
"Not at all!" Genzi replied.
"What's the kid's name?"
"Five roots!"
"Hehe, the name is easy to remember, how old is this year?"
"Report to the chief, I am seventeen this year."
"Where are you from?"
"I'm from Xinyang, Henan."
"People from Xinyang, you produce good tea there!"
"Yes, my family used to grow tea."
"Well, who asked you to join the army?"
"I am willing!"
"Why?"
"Liberate all of China!"
"Well, he's a good boy, who is your monitor?"
"Reporting to the chief, Li Xiaojian, the monitor of Class 5, is me!"
"Hehe, Sichuan Army."
"Report to the chief, yes, my home is in Mianyang."
"A mission for you."
"Sir, please give instructions!"
"Protect this five roots, don't allow him to have anything to do, let him marry a wife in New China, and live a good life!"
"Yes! Resolutely complete the task!"
"Thank you, Chief, what is your name, Chief?" Wu Genzi asked in a timid voice.
"Haha, you don't even know me? Go ask your company commander, I'll go first, haha." There was a burst of laughter, and Lao Dan knew that there were at least ten people here.
"You son of a bitch, how come you don't even know the commander? Li Xiaojian, Wu Genzi, you two, write me a review!" A strange voice scolded.
Lao Dan was taken aback. Was it the commander of the Communist Army who spoke just now?How dare you go to this place to inspect?Could it be that the national army has retreated a long distance?The superior-subordinate relationship in the Communist Army surprised him.I heard from fellow villagers that officials and soldiers in the Communist Army eat and drink the same way, saying that this is discipline, a rule adopted by the Red Army when they were half-dead and climbing snow-capped mountains to escape.It is no wonder that the leaders of the communist army all stay in the rural areas of Shaanxi, unlike the chairman of the general committee who lives in the presidential palace.I really don't know what the official of the Communist Army is doing?Sleeping on the kang too?How immodest is that?The communist army doesn't know if there are any oceans?Just now I heard what Wugenzi said, no one forced him to join the army, so he insisted on fighting, what was he trying to do?
The large group of people left, and there was a moment of silence in the trench, and Li Xiaojian said, "You boy, you are quite good at talking? How did you learn these words?"
"The instructor said it every day, so I will remember..." Wu Genzi laughed.
"Don't trust that bastard, there's nothing beneficial."
"That won't work, he is the instructor, how can you scold the instructor..."
Lao Dan's body became more and more numb, like tens of thousands of caterpillars gnawing at his bones, as if pins and needles pricked his feet, the cold air in his stomach swam around, making him extremely uncomfortable.This dark hole is like a coffin, and only a little light can penetrate it.He curled up into a ball, persevering with all his willpower, hoping that the night would come sooner.But he was afraid that he would die from sleepiness, so he forced himself to think about it, and his eyes rolled around.It reminded me of a sentence that Captain Mazi said on the battlefield ten years ago.
"Don't let him die!"
The commander of the communist army said the same thing just now.This association made him have mild doubts about these enemies. He thought that the soldiers of the Communist Army were forced to risk their lives. Everyone who joins seems to have had their brains changed. They don’t take killing people seriously. Yesterday they fought side by side in the same trench. Today they can kill your whole family with black hands and shoot them collectively. Oh, it’s not dead. Just buried it.
These outrageous legends don't match up with what Lao Dan just heard, as if seeing the monsters in the legends are just neighbors.This contradiction made Lao Dan start to think about many issues about war.After fighting for many years, I have long learned how to win and lose in wars.In the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, the devils were defeated. It is one thing for the devils to provoke the United States, but it is even more important for the national army to fight to the death.Although the ability is not good, it is true to work hard. The national army has killed millions of regular soldiers in the past eight years, and I don’t know how many have been injured. What’s more, those brothers who came from Banzi Village like him and Erzi , came out only a few months, and lost their lives before being on the official roster of the army. How much do these people add up?No matter how powerful the devil is, he can't stand the three-to-one consumption.The little devil is not superhuman, a dick every day, eight years can't drive out a generation, it's strange if he doesn't lose.
As for the battle between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, Lao Dan had a vague understanding, and he was dumbfounded by the instant strength of the Communist Army.He didn't believe that the soldiers forced out could be so desperate and arrogant, but how could it be possible without the help of ghosts and ghosts to beat up the brothers of the Northeast National Army who had survived all battles in half a year?As for whether the communist army is worse than the little devils, as inhuman as the officers said, he has always preferred to believe it, not to believe it.Whoever they are, they beat off the devils, and they came to separate the family before their parents comforted them. Anyway, they are not good things. Not to mention they robbed the kang head, but they still want to sleep with my woman?Might as well kill them all.When marching towards the Central Plains, Lao Dan felt that killing the communist army was as easy as killing pigs—back then Yulan led a gang of gangsters and almost wiped out half of their provincial party committee, but now this large army of the national army armed with pig-killing knives was killed. The pigs were surrounded and eaten piece by piece, Lao Dan couldn't figure it out.
"After all, they all speak Chinese."
Lao Dan, who has killed countless people, has recently started to feel guilty.The communist soldier who rushed forward like a godlike man looked like his comrades who rushed to the devils back then.Facing such a "self", he couldn't arouse strong hatred, and he couldn't show the arrogance to jump out of the trench with a roar and slash the devil with a knife.What's going on here?Where did the fierceness of the past go?Today I got into this hole which is not as big as a kennel, and I dare not fart happily, I am so ashamed.Thinking of the dozen or so brothers who knelt on the ground and surrendered to the communist army, Lao Dan felt sad from the bottom of his heart, all of them are veterans!Some fought in Changsha, some fought in Hengyang, and some fought guerrilla warfare with Xia Qian in the enemy's rear for five years.No matter which one you choose, you can hang your head on your trouser belt and not frown in the face of devils several times your own size.It is absolutely impossible to let them kneel down to the devils. It would be better to just give them a gun, but they threw down their weapons and knelt there, raising their hands to the communist army!
fuck you!I can't figure it out!
In the middle of the night, the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow drove away Lao Dan's memories.The jug finally bottomed out, and my limbs were still numb. I don't know if I can survive tonight.People outside were running around, but few people spoke.The wind must have blown to the south, and the communist army's words could easily fall on the brothers' heads, so they shut up.But his hands were not idle, and the sound of the shovel flying up and down was all too familiar—the communist army was desperately digging trenches. This was their housekeeping tactic, and everyone was like Tu Xingsun.Through the faint light in the cracks of the sacks and boxes, one can vaguely see the trucks pushing the earth back and forth.Lao Dan was afraid that they would dig here, and once the box was opened he would be finished.The gains and losses of this trench are insignificant to the battle situation, so there may be a stalemate here. If the communist army does not rush or leave after today, Lao Dan will have only one way to go - throw down the gun, push the box, and crawl out like a dog He raised his hands and said, "Surrender, give me a steamed bun..."
It suddenly lit up, separated by boxes and sacks, the white flowers still hurt Lao Dan's eyes.This is the effect of large flares.He was overjoyed when he heard the sky-shattering artillery fire from behind.Heavy shells one after another hit the front and back of the trench.Lao Dan was in the Amitabha cave, and he was in a mess outside. Shouting, running, the rattling of gun bolts, and occasional screams all filled his burning ears.
"The Kuomintang counterattacked, comrades entered the position!"
"Do they still dare to fight back? I'll kill them!"
"Platoon leader, let's hide from the guns first..."
"Hiding a fart, you are still a reserve party member, I didn't see them rushing up... Beware of the enemy's tanks! Prepare the explosive kit!"
"Don't panic, hit it when you get closer..."
The artillery fire extended back in less than five minutes, and the rumble of tanks began to approach. It was estimated that there were at least five of them, and this scale should be followed by more than 300 people.Lao Dan peeed excitedly - he didn't think that the brothers could attack immediately, but that as long as they fought chaotically, they would have a chance to escape.It's been ten years, what pile of dead people hasn't climbed?The inevitable death has gone through a lot, and can you still suffocate to death in a dog hole?He hasn't returned home yet... Thinking of this, he encouraged himself, even if there was only a piece of loess left in the house, and the ancestral graves were gone, he couldn't die here.
After ten years of fighting, he was scarred and wounded here and there, and a head was broken like a sticky earthen jar; his arms were full of scars; his chest and back were also densely packed with holes; The legs are criss-crossed; the legs are as vertical and horizontal as a river bed. If you really want to take a look, you can hardly find a palm-sized flat place all over your body.Every time he takes a bath, Lao Dan laughs at the second son who doesn't have a single scar.It's not that this kid hasn't shed blood, but he doesn't have any deep wounds, let alone a knife wound that must not grow well. He said that he has experienced many battles, and the soldiers who have just joined the army don't believe it.The second son will also bury the old lady, saying that you have made a battlefield with your whole body, and got into bed with your wife, don't scare her, thinking you went in with the washboard.
Lao Dan looked in the mirror a few times, at first he still hated his filthy body, but after a long time, he became kinder. Memories of terror and sadness were like thick and powerful tobacco shreds, always giving him a sharp sobriety.Scars are harder to forget than memories. They are your loyal friends, reminding you of the existence of pain when you are proud, and telling you that it is not easy to live when you are desperate.The little soldier who bathed him was so frightened that his hands and feet trembled, but he didn't dare to ask where they came from.Lao Dan would smoke a pipe at night and ask himself, why didn't a single bullet hit the vital point impartially?Why do so many recruits get a fatal blow the first time they charge, and die after kicking their legs a few times?Why are there so many young people born in Banzi Village, and why are he and his second son alive today?Why did Captain Mazi choose to leave like that after he survived all battles?Why does the old man Huang who has long been weary of war come out to fight devils after retiring to the Huang family for more than ten years?Why is the King of Hades always so far away from me but using various methods to torture my body?Whenever he touches his body before falling asleep, a strong sense of fate emerges spontaneously. Does every extra scar bring him one step closer to home?
The pungent diesel smell of the tank can be smelled even against the wind. It is a monster that kills without blinking.The track pins of these American tanks are thick and tough, and the chassis armor is as thick as a big steamed bun.The infantry had better surrender when they encountered him. Blowing up this thing with cluster grenades is probably just tickling.The roar was approaching, and the sound of them crushing stones and corpses was heard.The communist army opened fire, and there were not too many veterans, and each of them was shooting excessively, especially the few outside the cave, who couldn't shoot in bursts. How could they hit these veterans who were as oily as the national army brothers?Lao Dan was encouraged, touched his body, and found two grenades, wondering whether to throw them out in disorder, one on the left and one on the left, three or four soldiers around here would be no problem, and then quietly go out and change hats, we will see what happens later .
Someone shouted loudly in the trench, it was the Sichuan soldier Li Xiaojian who was chatting with Wugenzi.The tank fired, and it must have reached a distance of 100 meters. The sound of the cannon was clear and sweet, and the second son said it was as refreshing as a woman's voice.The second son has never had sex with a woman so far, so somehow he imagined that the sound of firing cannons, reloading and ejecting shell casings was similar to that.The national army hasn't fired yet, so they are probably hiding behind the tanks, right?The artillery of the Communist Army has rich experience, and the shells are all concentrated in one place.Lao Dan clearly heard the crisp collision sound of shells hitting the shell of the tank, followed by a series of deafening explosions.The communist army cheered, probably destroying a tank and detonating the ammunition inside.
There was also movement in the sky. It was actually two bombers, and the air force came to help the battle?Just for such a trench?This is a bit strange. Listening to the movement, the communist army who was fighting fiercely had no time to dodge. The aircraft's strafing was invincible.The box at the entrance of the cave was also hit by a bullet, and it shattered, and the sack was almost torn open.This scene reminded Lao Dan of the past when the Devils were strafing by planes, how similar it was!
The bullets swept down by the plane penetrated into the soil, and the peculiar sound made the root of Lao Dan's tongue tingle.He heard the sound of submachine guns firing, which meant that the national army rushed to the front of the formation under the cover of tanks. Machine guns fired non-stop, grenades were thrown in one after another, and even the whistling of flamethrowers was heard.Lao Dan smiled in the cave, his hands and feet became warm.The plane swooped down again, ran out of bullets and left.In the trenches, the communist army was crying, which was the wail of a dying man.Lao Dan picked up the submachine gun and gently pulled the bolt, a figure flashed at the entrance of the cave, and one slowly fell down.Thick blood flowed into the hole, and a voice murmured:
"Mother, save me... Mother... save me, mother..."
Lao Dan was stunned, this is the Wugenzi... This is the voice of despair, Lao Dan has heard countless times.He suddenly became flustered, and had the urge to go out and look for the child immediately, as the nearby ambulance might save his life.But his comrades in the communist army are around, maybe two stretcher soldiers will come soon... By the way, where is Li Xiaojian, the squad leader from Sichuan who is slapping his chest loudly?Didn't their commander order him to protect the child?Lao Dan was tossing and turning in the cave, hesitating like never before.The fire at the entrance of the cave flickered on and off, like encouraging and hindering.The voices outside faded away, and the expected arrival of the communist army did not appear.Lao Dan plucked up his courage in the dark, turned over in the cave, took off the sack, opened the half-collapsed hole, gently pushed open the ammunition box with the muzzle of the gun, and poked his head out like a turtle.There was no one on the left or right, except for the corpses of the communist army that filled the trenches, only flames and smoke remained.Red permeates the bottom of the ditch, and something is wriggling slightly.After getting used to the firelight, Lao Dan saw a strong soldier lying on his stomach in the shadow of the trench, with blood dripping from the hole in his back that was as big as a bowl.There was a thin one under his body, and the bullets from the plane that passed through him did not miss the person he was trying to save.Xiaobing had an upset stomach, red and yellow, and one leg was broken into several pieces. He was twitching and muttering to himself, calling his mother in Henan dialect over and over again.
Those who can move are the ones who are about to die.The communist army didn't retreat, and they didn't hear anyone running past here and fleeing to the rear, they were just wiped out.Using both hands and feet, Lao Dan slowly climbed out of the hole that had been suffocated all day, first leaned against the edge of the trench and pretended to be dead, squinted to see if there was no movement around, then stood up and looked around.
Two tanks were burned black and red in the fire, and one of the turrets flew off, hitting two crooked national army brothers, and their helmets and heads were squeezed into cakes.Other tanks rushed to the back of the position, turned the turret, and saw that something was wrong and it was a machine gun, or a shot.The national army soldiers wearing black and green steel helmets searched and moved forward, scanning for people who could still move. When they encountered a pothole that they couldn't understand, they directly stuffed one or two grenades into it, or grabbed the Pyro and sprayed it twice.This trench, which was less than 300 meters away, came back from the counterattack.
The plane went far away, the tank hid in a low-lying place, and the soldiers of the national army began to gather and smoke.Someone poured gasoline on a large pile of communist army corpses, and the pile of corpses burned like a bonfire, making crackling noises.The fire light illuminated Wu Genzi's pale face. This is a child with a delicate face and exquisite features. The brows are still immature. Although so much blood has been shed, there is still a flush on the cheeks, which is as white as onion skin. His face was half bloodstained.The pain made him nervously dig the ground around him.Lao Dan struggled to remove the big man who was pressing on him, lifted the child's head, and frantically blocked the two big holes.This kid is doomed to die... Even the gods can't save him.Wazi raised his head and saw the throbbing viscera. The corners of his mouth twitched and he spat out bloody saliva.
"Boy, are you a Wugenzi?" Lao Dan asked as he wiped the blood off his face.
熟悉的河南口音让五根子目光里见了生气。他艰难地点了点头——他并没有注意到老旦是从眼前的洞里爬出来的。老旦见那大块头士兵身上有个急救包，就扯过来打开，可那点纱布根本挡不住那么可怕的伤口，五根子摇了摇头，看着那个人的脸，那张方阔的脸孔武憨厚，原本应该布满红润的光泽，现在却苍白得如同冬天的河床了。
“班长他想掩护俺……大哥，你……你是国民党？”五根子看到了他的衣服，费力地说。
"Well, I am!"
“别跟着他们打了，大哥，别跟着国民党了……你们好多弟兄都过来了……”
“娃子你别说了，留着命回去照顾你娘！”老旦拍了下他的头说。
"Brother, please help me, I am dying, please help me..."
五根子热泪滚滚，哽咽不能成言。老旦握住这个老乡娃子的手，心里像压了碾盘。肝部涌出的鲜血满溢出来，他的生命顶多还有一分钟。老旦束手无策，抱住这17岁孩子的头，就像抱着死在常德的黄家冲小兵娃子一般。他们都一样年轻，都有一样望眼欲穿的爹娘盼着回家，都还没尝过女人的滋味，就都这样无奈地死去了，这一刻，为之战斗的理想或是希望，又有什么不同呢？
“娃子，你家还有啥人？”老旦把麻袋片扯过来给他盖上。
“还……还有个妹子，老爹老娘……”
"Is there anything you can tell me?"
“俺家在信阳彭家湾……长台村……告诉俺娘，说我好好的，别惦记俺……”五根子的眼神开始发散，干裂的嘴唇一张一合，一只手紧紧抓着他。
"When we were leaving, someone told my mother that we are close... Qiao Zhuang's sister... the girl is beautiful..."
美好的回忆仿佛驱走了痛苦，那张脸上凝固了一丝微笑。老旦确认他真的不动了，就轻轻合上那双眼，慢慢将他放在地上，把身体摆正了手放去两边。那已经是一张死人的脸了，一小时前，他的司令员刚给了他一个“不准牺牲”的承诺，而此时他已经像他的步枪一样冰凉了。一阵风吹过，老旦双颊生疼，这才发现已是泪流满面。他羞愧地用脏袖子擦了擦。看看四周，整理了一下衣服，他慢慢地爬出了战壕，向那堆人肉篝火走去。战壕弯弯折折，两边一样雾气重重，东边是共军，西边是国军，两边注定是截然不同的命运，但到底哪一种才能称作归宿，能让自己回家呢？
“有根儿十几岁了，小的只要没死在肚子里，也十岁了，都能帮他娘干活了。家里的土房肯定被黄河冲跑了，那头叫驴不知道死了没，有没有配几条崽子？院里的桂花树倒未必死，今儿个秋天会不会开满了花？共军要是解放了那里，家里会不会因为自己是国军而捞不到啥好处，让他们受牵连？他们会不会以为自己已经死了……”
老旦心里掠过无数个疑问，再一抬头，就看见二子和兄弟们急匆匆地跑来了。
“旦哥，敢情你一直在这儿啊？都他妈以为你光荣了，小柱子还哭了一鼻子呢！我就说了嘛，旦哥是谁？共军能捉了他？更别说弄死他，我跟了他这么多年，最死不了的就是他……”二子大咧咧地蹲在壕边儿，眼神却带着异样。他身后的兄弟们却没有玩笑，哗地敬了个礼。小柱子果然眼圈红红的，老旦爬上来拍了拍土，说：“烟丝带了么？”
二子忙从兜里掏出一包来：“知道你见面就是这个……”老旦也不应答，仔细地填了：“没火？”
“没了，跑得裤子都掉了。”
老旦无言，默默走向篝火，他拿起一截树枝伸进去，再用它点了烟锅，看着这堆烧得旺盛的火：“你们把那两个共军抬上来，烧了吧。”
“营长，这可不是咱的事儿。”一个弟兄道。是的，有人专门干这个，再说这条沟里几十具尸体是有的，抬哪两个呢？
“就我身边那俩，一大一小，还没凉呢。”老旦坚持道。弟兄们跳下了沟，费力地抬起李小建和五根子。两人落进篝火，陷进炭火，那火苗陡然高起来。
“共军当柴，烧得就是旺……”小柱子兴奋地搓着手。老旦看着他，觉得这话很刺耳。
“旦哥，咋啦？”二子蹲下轻轻地问，“你有点不对劲呢？”
“没事……”老旦低头说。“想家了……”他又说。二子也不再说话，坐在他身边抽着烟卷，远处接连放起明亮的照明弹，篝火猛烧了一阵，呼地垮塌下去，打扫战场的怕共军冷炮，几桶水浇了上去，这边就沉在黑暗里了。
“我娘要是活着，今年就六十高寿了……”二子说。这边也打了一颗照明弹，老旦扭头看二子的脸，见他直勾勾地看着天空，独眼里水汪汪的。
回到连里，并没有想象中的热烈拥抱，这才知道自己这个营的人死得差不多了，很相熟的都躺在死人沟里了。不太熟的似乎并不知他这一晚的经历，看他的眼神并无什么异样，仿佛他只是去撒了泡长长的尿。4连连长夏千眯缝着眼睛递给他一支美国烟，帮他点上了，看着他抽了几口，就点了点头，蔫蔫地转身去了。老旦吃了几个包子，到营部报告战况和损失，团部的长官们却无心听，都垂头丧气地拼命喝水。地图上一个茶缸子，烟头都堆成了坟头。团长一脸是灰，肩章丢了一个，皱眉听完他的汇报，像被逼着吃了个馊馒头，却没说啥，只摆摆手让他去了。
情况不妙啊，老旦心想。
离家前的一晚，月下的翠儿使出了浑身解数，翻滚腾挪，上下扭绞，把个老旦折腾得空空如也。女人的舒展让老旦翻滚如面团里栽进去的红枣，细密的牙齿磕虱子般在他身上留下斑红的牙印。而女人的身上也有片片瞠目的红紫。他们满身的汗水渗透了炕席，蒸腾起土炕的味道。流淌出来的各种液体调成了怪味儿的浆糊，他们要加把劲才能黏糊糊地撕开。那是奇怪而温暖的味道。女人搂着他的头，丰满的腿缠绕着他的腰，一副圆润的奶呼哧哧地荡漾着，她白滑的手抚摩着他火热的身体，像摸着屋外累坏的毛驴，月亮躲进云里的时候她软软地说：“你比老井喷得还冲，八成又种下了一个……”
在重庆外围驻防时，一块弹片差点削去了他的命根子，老旦吓得瘫软半天，无胆去看那血糊糊的地方，二子却不管那么多，刺啦一下撕开裤门，脸几乎顶在他那玩意上，他大喊一声：“旦哥！你的鸡巴开花儿啦……”
可恶的弹片斜斜掠过他胯下，划开那玩意薄薄的皮，扎进了大腿根部，差一点就切断了动脉。在医院里养伤时，老旦仍然心惊肉跳，这玩意儿连惊带吓还被扒了层皮，还好使不？这可是自己威震板子村和黄家冲的铁棍招牌，是袁白先生文绉绉夸耀的利器，断断不能没了威风，少了斤两。夜深人静，伤兵们鼾声如雷，他悄悄用手撸把一次，以检验那东西的功能，疼也要撸，拔麦子手疼，撸鸡巴蛋疼，但心里都是高兴的。一次不可信，几次下来就证明没啥问题，一样可以翻着白眼呲个痛快，那力道仿佛还比以前猛烈了一些，喷得啥也不剩还能支在被窝里顶出个小帐篷。可是几次下来，他倒还上了瘾，隔三差五地就要在被窝里捣腾一回，否则连觉都睡不好。次数多了，警惕性就差了，终于被换尿盆的小护士撞个正着。怒目圆睁的四川妹子大声骂道：“没脸的，只剩一口气了还忘不了女人，要想早点好就老实点！”
惊慌失措、正在临界点冲刺的老旦被吓得瞬间痿了，啪嗒就倒了松了，憋出身粘乎乎的臭汗，他在床上缩成一团，藏起那羞于见人的东西，像只被主人发现正在偷腥的猫。
被惊醒的战友们哈哈大笑，一个没腿的兄弟颤巍巍坐在床边，抖着两根油条样的细肉棍笑道：“妹子，你看老哥是有老婆娃子的人了，你就帮他撸一把，称了他的心愿得了，要不然他每宿上上下下的，吵得咱们睡不了觉唉！”
“想撸你给他撸去！不要脸的臭三！我只知道撸葱撸黄瓜撸白菜，不知道撸你们那脏货！”
“哎呀！可不能那样撸，本来就掉了一层，你这法子不把老哥撸成葱心儿了？老哥回家老婆一看，吓！俺男人的货咋的小了两号呢？你是谁啊？敢冒充俺男人来日俺？”二子拿手比划着粗细说。
Everyone laughed so hard that one of the soldiers broke his wound from laughing, screaming in pain.泼辣的川妹子纵是见多识广，也被臊得两颊绯红，猛地端起尿盆，要扣在耍贫嘴的二子头上，二子立刻举手投降。小护士的红脸蛋和小胸脯让战士们遐想不已，恨不得伸手摸摸，或是任她的小手来摸摸自己。断了腿的兄弟对那屁股中弹的家伙甚是嫉妒，因为他的腚可以得到那双玉手温柔的捏擦摸拿，那家伙一边哼哼一边呻吟，不知是疼得还是舒服得。伤兵们在战场上是杀人的恶魔，而在这么一个黄花丫头面前，温顺得就像一群绵羊了。虽然被小护士发现了自己的龌龊小秘密，不无尴尬，但老旦此举却鼓舞了一间病房，众人干脆轰轰烈烈地半夜打手炮了，灯一拉就争先恐后窸窸窣窣了，两次下来就都司空见惯了。老旦却有了心病，常担心被小护士们搅了好事，自己还没有进入脑海中那个幻影，就被硬生生拽回来，好比刺出的刺刀硬生生要收回来一样，回力后冲，弄不好就伤了自己。
老旦扶着墙喘了会儿，用水冲去墙上地上那摊难看滑脚的东西，又用热水冲了身子，等着那玩意软下去了，就擦干穿戴出来。二子给准备的新衣服虽然破旧，却干净舒服，他再没有狗洞里的臭味了。一路慢行，天上星盏成片，像要流到阵地上一样。老旦边走边掏出烟锅，也不用看就装满了，抽得浑身都舒服了，就到了静悄悄的营房。门口的士兵只向他点头——战区大多如此，士兵对你敬礼，没准就招致一颗狙击手的子弹。他给二子递了烟，把一块洗澡时偷来的美国肥皂给了他。要过放在二子那儿的军刀，亲切地把弄着。一个月没用，竟觉得污浊了，他弄了块磨刀石轻轻地磨。二子喝了些酒，晕乎乎蹲在旁边的木凳子上看着。
老旦磨得很轻，像磨一块柔软的豆腐。这刀沾染着数十条命，有中国人，也有日本人，杀气在夜里依然逼人，却不能让老旦感到忌讳，几天不见便不舒坦。他曾觉得自己其实就是这把刀，很多人都知道他杀人的经历，却没有将他当作魔头，为什么杀和怎么杀都不重要，杀了这么多人，骨子里仍是一个只想回家种地的农民。老旦常暗示自己，就是再杀上百上千人，也不过是回家路上一个脚印，一段车程，一锅浓厚的烟丝，一杯辛辣的老酒。
“鬼子的刀就是好，你看稍微收拾一下就亮堂了，我都砍坏十几把大刀了，这哪是砍人呢，有几个鬼子都是被大刀活活砸死的……”二子懒洋洋地说。
“也不是每个鬼子都有……和你那刀不是一回事儿，黄老倌子的宝剑不就不一样？”老旦把刀放在油灯下，用块儿纱布沾着猪油擦。
“鬼子要是知道你用猪油擦刀，非哭着求你换刀不可。”
“那咋办？去哪找好油？总好过锈了吧？”老旦轻轻挥了一下，刀刃劈开空气，发出嗖嗖的声音，“用鬼子的刀劈鬼子，别提多痛快了，可用它来劈共军，总有点下不去手呢……”
“俺就知道你是为这个，以前睡觉都抱着它，到了这儿倒不用了，我看共军不少人都抡着鬼子刀，他们可不跟你客气。”二子掏出屁兜里一个小口袋，那里面是他的军功章，他一个个拎出来看，有的还弹一弹。
“你弄这干啥？快收起来，别丢人。”老旦皱眉道。
“怎就丢人了？”二子斜了他一眼，“你多得都能论斤卖了，我可就这么几个，还留着回板子村显摆呢。那个袁白老家伙，看他还说我游手好闲？哎你说哪个女子看了这些家伙能不动心？再加上存的大洋，盖上他连屋带院儿六间房，买上三亩地，三乡八村儿的女子没准儿就都来了，我一次就娶她三个，一个生娃，一个干活，一个……爱干嘛就干嘛，没事儿就陪我讲故事，把我这些年的事儿都讲给她。”
“黄家冲的也说？”老旦笑道。
“那有啥不能说？俺又不和你一样不要脸。”二子随口说道，见老旦突然不笑了，又说，“当然捡好的说，有些事儿她们听不懂的……嗯，给谁说都听不懂的。”
老旦擦好了刀，用抹布将油仔细地擦去，再用鼻子闻了闻，就插进了鞘里。“没事，黄家冲的事，我忘光了……”
门口有人跑来。“报告！”进来个兵。
“营长，这次反攻，抓住十一个伤的，基本都挺重的，怎么处理？”
“不是交给情报科了么？”二子问。
“他们……他们说忙不过来，不要了。”
“那团部的意思呢？”老旦问，“我刚才在那儿，他们怎么什么都没说？”
“刚才刘副官派人来传信儿，说是……就地处置。”
“妈的，恶心事儿又让咱干……”二子跳下凳子，朝帐篷外吐了口痰。
“去瞅瞅……”老旦戴上了帽子。
十一个共军伤兵，能坐起来的只有三个，剩下的躺那儿晕着。伤势最轻的是个很老的老兵，一张破脸让人瘆得慌，它牛皮一样结实，从右耳到嘴下有道可怕的疤。这必是刀伤所致，老旦略一端详，猜是日本刺刀留下的。老兵伤了腿和胳膊，大腿下方钻了个鸡蛋大的贯穿洞，那是重机枪子弹的效果，这条腿是保不住了。胳膊也不轻，肘子下少了一截，医务兵潦草地帮他止了血，用一团烂纱布堵上就了了事。这边不缺枪支弹药，药品和粮食却不充裕，医务兵已经够给他面子了。
老兵靠着战壕边儿，淡淡地看着身边的弟兄。一个被打穿了胸膛的哼哼了几下，他就摸摸他的头。见老旦等几人来了，老兵扬了扬眼皮。夏千守在一旁抽烟，见他们来了，扔下