Chapter 8 Chapter 08

It has been the sixth day that we have not spoken to each other. The nine-square-meter hut contained the two of them like an iron box.The world shrinks in this small house, and it always makes people think that the house will explode immediately.But it never swells or explodes.Don't be afraid of the dawn, but be afraid of the dark.When it gets dark, the two of them have to be together in the same world, lying on the bed, thinking about their own thoughts, the time is so unbearable that the day will never come again.Moreover, the two of them did not know where the investigation of Xia Luoxia's death case had progressed or what new circumstances had arisen.Six days have passed, and none of the regimental commander, battalion commander, or security officer came to this hut, as if they had been forgotten.When other cadres and soldiers walked past this door, they also made a detour, lest they would get involved and be involved in Xia Luo's death case.

In fact, it's not that they can't go anywhere.There is freedom to go in and out of the toilet, but you can't always go to the toilet, which makes people suspicious.However, since I entered it, I definitely have to defecate. Even to urinate, I have to squat on the urinal with my pants unbuttoned, at least half an hour. Squatting on the toilet is always more comfortable than squatting in the hut. Zhao Lin has to go to the toilet and squat three or five times every day.Every time I have to wait for the break between classes, before and after meals.At these times when the soldiers were not practicing, some people went to the toilet, and it happened that there was no one else in the toilet. It was just one soldier, and he was from the third company, so he could ask whatever he wanted.

"What are you training for today?" "queue." "Who organizes it?" "Deputy company commander, I heard that the deputy company commander will also be the company commander." "Who said this?" "He said so himself." Zhao Lin didn't ask any more questions, his heart was heavy, his head was a little dizzy, it seemed that he had squatted for a long time, and his blood had stopped flowing, so he hurriedly stood up against the wall, tied up his pants and went back to sleep in the hut. Or when I met a soldier from the third company in the toilet, he happened to be relieved, so he went to squat in the next urinal.

As soon as the soldier saw his company commander, he hurriedly asked: "Company commander, have you eaten?" He unbuttoned his pants and squatted down. "I've eaten. Are you studying politics in the company today?" "Political study." "Learn what?" "Newspapers. Current events." "Who organizes it?" "Deputy company commander. I heard that the deputy company commander is going to be the company commander." "Who said this?" "He said so himself." "I haven't heard of who will be the instructor?"

"I haven't heard of it." "Have you heard that the third company that adjusts the establishment will be disbanded?" "I heard that, but I heard that the Fourth Company was disbanded." Zhao Lin didn't ask any more questions, his heart was heavy and empty, and his head was a little dizzy, as if he had squatted for a long time and his blood was not flowing.Without dropping anything or wiping shit, I leaned against the wall to tie my pants and went back to the hut.The instructor is not there.At that time, he felt thorns in his eyes, and it was uncomfortable to open them, and he closed them better, pushing the instructor away from his eyes.However, the instructor was really not there, and he felt that the room was empty again. Sitting alone, it seemed as if he was floating alone on the endless sea, his heart was lost, and he wished he could bump his head against the wall.And the instructor is almost always absent during the daily breaks.During this period, the political commissar came to the door and stood for a few seconds, saying that it was okay, you can go to the newsroom of the battalion headquarters to read the newspapers, as long as you don't talk to anyone casually.So far, the newspaper room of the battalion department has become the instructor's office during recess, and he would sneak in almost as soon as the class number rang, and would never come out to stay in the hut with Zhao Lin until the end of get out of class time.The instructor has worked in the regiment for nine years, and he has been a cadre for four years. He drafted the promotion orders for battalion commanders and instructors. He usually has no concept of hierarchy in the battalion headquarters. Now he is naturally a bit more casual than Zhao Lin.Zhao Lin was different. He was a soldier in the first battalion. He hadn't stepped out of the first battalion circle for more than ten years. He stayed in this barracks for more than ten years. The battalion headquarters was already the capital for him. Needless to say, those who must call for a report now live in this confinement hut in the capital, so naturally they cannot walk around casually.

On the sixth day of confinement, when the class number rang, the battalion cadres went to the regiment headquarters for a meeting and hadn't left yet.The instructor rushed into the newspaper room like a mouse, and left the company commander Zhao Lin in the hut.The door of the hut is open, but the sun never shines in.The little sparrows on the tree outside flew in groups, and the sound of chirping waved in.The company commander went to the toilet ten minutes ago, and stayed there for quite a while, but no soldiers went in to defecate, so he had to squat on the urinal empty.This urinal is separated by a single vertical brick wall, half the height of a person, and it cannot be seen when squatting down, and stands up to the waist.The company commander didn't see anyone coming, and was regretting that he had come to the toilet for nothing. When he wanted to leave, he suddenly saw half a newspaper hanging on the brick wall, and the half was torn off by the soldiers to wipe the shit.The remaining half, he took it down, displayed it in front of him, and read more than 20 pieces of news in a blink of an eye:

"Yeltsin Yibu Stops All Activities of the Soviet Communist Party and the Russian Communist Party", Saddam sacks Iraqi defense minister "All the troops stationed in Mongolia and the Soviet Union will withdraw in September next year" "The situation in Eastern Europe is deteriorating, and the soldiers are ready to go" "A group of senior officials in the Polish presidential palace resigned" "U.S. to provide Egypt with 40 fighter jets" "Middle East Peace Conference Convened Amid Difficulties" "Shamir refuses to budge at Middle East peace conference"

"U.S. fighter jets invade airspace in northern Iraq" "Lebanese Army Steps Up Defense" "Prince Sihanouk announces disbandment of his army" "UN Advance Team Arrives in Phnom Penh" "Yugoslav Navy Blockades Croatian Coastal Ports" "A Major Adjustment to NATO's Strategy" This is the weekly international events column of the international current affairs edition. Every piece of news is related to soldiers, as if there are only soldiers in the world.There is no one else.Zhao Lin hadn't read newspapers for a month, and last month he didn't read them for some reason. It seemed that the instructor always brought the company newspapers to his room, and he didn't bother to go into the instructor's room to read the newspapers.I didn't watch it this week because I lived in a confinement room in disguise.This time, he squatted in the urinal and read more than twenty news items in one breath, all of which were inseparable from the military in the world. He suddenly felt very enjoyable, and his bowel movement was as smooth as turning on a faucet. Relax your body and forget all your troubles.The racial violence in the Soviet Union produced 600,000 refugees last year, and the gunshots of the Yugoslav Civil War rang out over the International Peace Conference.What is Israel's new military action against Lebanon, what is the hope of peace in Cambodia, but it is difficult, what is the new organization of the underworld, what is the hostage is a new war at the stage of world peace.When Zhao Lin watched the news, he felt that these countries were fighting each other all day long, making the world like a toilet urinal in summer.Zhao Lin Leng Ding laughed when he thought of the urinal.He remembered when he was a child reading, the teacher told them a riddle for the whole class to guess.The teacher said that there is a city in four squares, and there are 10,000 soldiers stationed there. The students please answer an animal.So the students shouted in unison: "It's maggots - people fall asleep in class in summer. If this mystery is solved, people will not sleep."Thinking of this incident, Zhao Lin laughed out loud, but in the middle of laughing, he stopped him.At the very edge of the newspaper, there was a big article with a very eye-catching title. It was a big article about China and about Zhao Lin himself.He was surprised that such an article, he actually found it last in a newspaper.As soon as the article came into his eyes, he was fluent, but when he saw the title of the article, he was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly he stopped crying.I can't get down anymore.There was wind blowing in from outside, and the smell of the toilet suddenly became extremely strong.He held his breath, and silently recited that piece of article, from beginning to end, as if devouring a single word, to the final full stop in one breath.After reading the article, half-surprised and half-unbearable feeling filled his whole body, as if he suddenly picked up a top-secret document while walking on the road, which made him tremble slightly, folded the newspaper, hurriedly stuffed it into his trouser pocket, stood up from the urinal, He got off the toilet table with his pants on.When he walked out of the toilet door, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't wiped after defecating just now, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.He wanted to turn around and go in to wipe his stool, but hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly walked towards the confinement hut.

It was eight o'clock in the morning.Eight o'clock in the barracks is the morning, the watershed in the morning.The trumpets for class sounded crisply and monotonously over the barracks.The sun in the east is no longer as golden as it was earlier, and a warm white mass sticks to the sky.The sky is extremely bright, like blue watercolors applied evenly, making people feel that the color will rush down and dye the world, the earth, and the entire barracks almost blue.The sunlight is very crystal clear in this blue, and the sky is silvery white.The company going out for training, the sound of passwords, and the sound of footsteps beat rhythmically on the sky.What passed in front of him was Yilian.A series of queues are as straight as moving walls.After several times of research and development of nuclear weapons, the same failures, successes, successes and failures, the latest field training uniforms were finalized, which expanded the age of the soldiers and wrapped their spirits into the clothing. There is no air of seeing soldiers.When Yilian walked past him, no soldier glanced at him.He felt that the first company commander was still a company commander.He didn't have the ability to train soldiers to this situation, but he allowed the third company to complete the most difficult assault tasks, such as construction and harvesting on the farm.A company is a company that fights.During the Southern Front War in 1979, eight hilltops were conquered in seven consecutive days and won the first-class collective meritorious service.After the war, the first company commander became the chief of staff of the regiment, and now he is the deputy division commander. He is only four years older than Zhao Lin, but five ranks higher.He stared at the company going away, touched the paper in his pocket, looked at all the soldiers and horses entering the first battalion on the big playground, took out the newspaper from his pocket, glanced at the piece of article that happened to be folded out, and crossed the road In a hurry.

He wondered what he was doing in such a hurry to get back to the cabin.When we arrived at the hut, the instructor was gone.He knew that the instructor went to the newsroom again, and the instructor was never in the hut during the day, trying to avoid being with him as much as possible.And when Zhao Lin returned to the house, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't spoken to the instructor for six days, and even if he was there, he couldn't talk to him.But this time he was flustered, as if some illness was about to happen to his body, or he suddenly learned that something shocking was going to happen.He had to find someone to talk to.The sentinel at the door is a private soldier, with a clean and bright mouth, one can tell at a glance that this soldier doesn't understand anything.He sat on his bed, looked at the bare walls, and then looked out.A turtledove flew past the door, and its sound was dull.He felt that he shouldn't have walked back from the toilet in such a hurry.When I came back, I felt empty and lost.He had no choice but to spread the newspaper on the bed and read the article over and over again.

In the end, Zhao Lin himself did not know how many times he read this communiqué, and in the end it seemed that he memorized all eleven articles.At this time, it was eleven o'clock at noon, the sun moved to the sky, and the sunlight was cloudy and warm.There were footsteps outside the door, it was from the instructor Gao Baoxin.Like a thief, Zhao Lin hurriedly put away the newspaper and spread it on the instructor's bed. The headline of "Sino-Vietnamese Joint Communiqué" was facing the door of the house, so that Gao Baoxin could see the newspaper as soon as he entered the room, and he could see this block bold text.Then he walked out of the house quickly, told the sentinel to go to the toilet, and watched the instructor Gao Baoxin enter the hut. Zhao Lin squatted on the urinal in the toilet for a full 30 minutes, and didn't kick it out until the bell sounded loudly.Then I went back to the hut and saw the instructor lying on his back on the bed, the newspaper was crumpled and thrown behind the door.It seems that the instructor didn't read it at all, and threw the newspaper away as soon as he entered the door.Maybe he didn't notice that article?Grandma, how can you not pay attention to such a big thing?He also went to occupy the newspaper room every day.Zhao Lin really wanted to pick up the newspaper and said to the instructor, look, China and Vietnam have issued a joint communiqué.Although he didn't pick it up, he must not be so lowly as to talk to him first.My own heart has changed, blood red has turned black and purple, and I even said that others have no conscience, that they are not like farmers when they throw away their hoes.Can you live today without me?If all the people in a row are dead, you will be the only one left alive.You can't hold a single position, and your grandma can't forget it. Everyone tells everyone that she was shot in the leg twice. The platoon leader's head was placed on your head, and the corpses of three comrades were buried on top of you.If it weren't for that body, you might have been killed by the bomb.If I, Zhao Lin, rushed to the battlefield half an hour late, maybe you would die from pain and fright.Did he read the newspaper?Maybe he read it.After reading it, he threw it behind the door.Look at his face, parallel to the floor, pale white.Will it turn pale if you ignore it?