Chapter 20 fly

Commander Xu of the 43rd Regiment in charge of our garrison area spoke angrily to all the soldiers at our station in the dining room of our workstation: "I have been a soldier for 30 years, and I have transferred seven regiments and nine companies— I was promoted step by step from soldier, deputy squad leader, squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander. It is not easy to become the commander of the 43rd regiment at the age of 53. Don’t be afraid to say it out loud—soldiers have seen tens of thousands of soldiers, but they have never seen soldiers like yours. When you little soldier came to our regiment headquarters, it was like coming to your home. You poured water yourself. Urinating behind the holly tree, I got up for a walk one morning and found a bubble of poop on the road. I studied it for half an hour and firmly believed that it was not dog poop but human poop. You drove to our regiment headquarters to watch a movie the night before—and you Is that a car driven by a person? It entered our regiment headquarters and ran faster than a wild rabbit! The shit must have been pulled by your "791" people. The soldiers of our 43rd regiment are not so rough The anus! (We laughed together, I really like the old head Xu, he is from the same county as me) What are you laughing at, dear comrades! Your "791" is directly under Beijing, and your anus is thick The current situation in the whole country and the whole army is very good, and the movement to fight back against the rightist overturning the verdict is in full swing, is it in full swing! Instead of going in full swing, you go to our regiment to squat in the shit pegs, which is unreasonable! Also, your mass discipline issue-"

Head Xu held a hand on the edge of a greasy and smelly dining table in our dining hall to give lectures. On his head was a wire stretched from the south window to the north window. The root top flower is as thick as a gherkin with thorns.The weather is gloomy today, and the flies are not in a good mood. They all lie down on the wire to rest. Outside the window, the sewer pipes that have been clogged for a long time are overflowing with endless green water, and the stench is as thick as dark clouds in the sky.The smell in the kennel of the Tangjiabu Production Brigade outside the camp is yellow, and the smell in the mung bean vermicelli workshop of the Tangjiabu Production Brigade outside the camp is blue. There are also toilets, manure pools, horse pens, etc. stink.Colorful stench surrounds our little barracks.Head Xu twitched his nose while speaking: "Can you learn 'Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention', can you sing 'Revolutionary Soldiers Must Remember'?"

The bald, bright-headed director we stood with a light green white towel on his shoulders, a dripping watermelon in his left hand, and a kitchen knife in his right hand ran out of the kitchen and said, "Xu Tuan Commander, Commander Xu, eat melons, eat melons." Head Xu yelled in surprise, opened his mouth half-opened and looked at our director honestly. With a smile on his face, our director put down the kitchen knife, pulled the towel off his shoulder, wiped the watermelon dry, put it on the table, put the towel on his shoulder, and when it didn't catch, he raised his hand and threw the towel on the wire on his head Above, the flies swarmed up, the dining hall was full of dark clouds, the flies screamed angrily and rushed, the glass windows and walls slammed, the wires jumped in panic, our ears were covered by the sharp points of the flies The howling was deafening.Our director shouted loudly: "Commander, squat down!" Commander Xu hurriedly squatted down.The director shouted to us again: "Don't move, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet." The commotion of the flies gradually weakened, and the flying movements became more relaxed, and the piercing screeching was replaced by a soft but heavy buzzing sound.We sat on a small bench and stared blankly at the flies.My dense consciousness flows as the fly flies, hitting the wall and the glass, making the same bang bang bang bang.The same bright artificial satellite is flying in the square universe, drawing a light green arc... Later, from the leg space of the dining table, I saw the golden face of the commander of the 43rd Defense Regiment Xu , I think he may have remembered the scene of being bombed in the trenches on the Korean battlefield in 1951. American planes may not be as powerful as the flies in the canteen of our workstations. Otherwise, how could this old combat hero take How about a rosy face made of gold?The flight of the flies became more soothing, and the starry sky began to become more concise and orderly. The flies gathered into seven or eight python-like ribbons, twisting and twisting in the upper part of the dining hall space, sometimes They do not interfere with each other, and sometimes they are entangled together, rolling like a coiled snake.Head Xu was about to stand up, but our director held his shoulders. Our director said: "Don't move! Head, don't move, let them fall down." The head squatted so wronged, I saw his legs Trembling, I think he must be tired, because he knelt on the ground with his left leg, and his right leg was still shaking. I saw his mouth move a few times.I heard him scold: "Fuck it!" He looked up at the fly, and there were dozens of thick yellow and white stubbles on his chin, more than one centimeter high, and Xu Tuan, who had thick yellow and white stubbles The long chin resembles a rough garlic hammer.Our director said: "Wait a little longer, in a little while, they will fall."

Flies are like the sediment in the stinky pool water in the courtyard of our workstation. After being stirred up, it takes time to settle. Time is patience. Patience is a kind of personality force. The catalyst of numbness, numbness is the crystallization of time. The flies began to fall down the wire in an orderly manner, and the vibration of the wire decreased.Head Xu raised his left leg and knelt down with his right leg.I'm still fascinated by his chin, and his beard, which kind of resembles that of our guard squad leader.The leader's beard is more white, and our squad leader's beard is more yellow.But the shape of the head's chin is the same as that of our squad leader, like a rough garlic hammer.

Xiao Wanyi, our security squad leader, was sitting right in front of me. He held his chin with both hands. I couldn't see his face, but I could see his two small ears with an extremely cunning expression, and his rectangular Head, as if there were three brains housed in his anvil-shaped skull, one in the protruding part, one in the kyphosis, and one in the middle.So there is a reason why our squad leader has extraordinary intelligence.Our squad leader is from Jiaozuo, Henan Province. He is 26 years old. He joined the army in 1969 and joined the Communist Party of China in 1970.He is also a member of the party branch of our workstation, the secretary of the Youth League branch of our workstation, and is unmarried.It is said that the wife of the accountant of the resident production team of our army nicknamed "Aircraft Carrier" is our squad leader's best friend, because the third little boy of "Mothership" also has a rectangular head.Someone joked with our class monitor that this boy was his son, our class leader readily admitted and said that this is a three-brained human race bred for the motherland.

On the day I was assigned from the recruit company to the workstation after thirteen days of training, the squad leader helped me lift my backpack from the car. I saluted him so standardly, and he raised his hand and saluted me back like a snot.I felt extremely insulted at the time, but thinking of myself as a "recruit boy", I had no choice but to bear the humiliation.The squad leader’s head propped up a greasy military cap like a black awning boat and a Northeast cotton shoe. I am in awe of this monster, and I dare not imagine the manufacturing process of this peculiar head, let alone Dare to imagine how such a beautiful flat and long head got out of the narrow birth canal.I was a "barefoot doctor" for a year before enlisting.In desperation, I once took over the birth of a big girl with a combination of local and foreign methods. The baby's head was as round as a small ball and it was so difficult to give birth. Our squad leader has a rectangular anvil head!

More than twenty huge flies landed on the slightly trembling wire.The wire was covered with dark green fly secretions.The fallen flies propped their legs high, turning their green eyes, bright red eyes, and bright translucent eyes, rubbing their transparent, veined wings with their rod-shaped forelegs covered with fine black hairs, I Hearing this = more than a dozen flies whispering to call their companions, but their companions twisted together and glide and rotate as if out of control.Finally a puff of flies stopped spinning.It fell onto the wire with a crackling sound.At this time, a line of flies landed on the wire.The flies turned their eyes and brushed their wings together, and the wire began to spin.Soon, two more flies landed, and the wire was gone.There is a fly stick as thick as a finger connecting the south window to the north window.A ray of sunlight streamed in from the south window, and the colored eyes of the flies gleamed happily, sending out circle after circle of colored warm soft ripples.The flies are crowded and crowded, the flies are connected to the flies, and the fly sticks with iron wire cores hang down and move gently.There were also two groups of flies gliding and circling above the wire, their sounds were monotonous and piercing, revealing a sense of boredom, boredom, and impatience.

Our director said: "Leader, get up." Our director stood up first, and then dragged up the head of the 43rd Regiment Xu whose legs were numb.As soon as our director let go, head Xu's legs became shorter, as if his legs were two springs, unable to bear the pressure of his upper body, our director hurriedly helped him, two times and three times, and head Xu Back to where it was before the fly riot. Our director picked up the towel from the ground and raised his arms again.Head Xu grabbed our director's wrist and said, "Oh ancestors, please don't mess with them, I'm a real grass chicken. I didn't feel so uncomfortable when I was bombed by the United States back then."

The director said: "If it doesn't work, don't worry, the head of the team can rest assured." The director put the towel on the table, picked up the kitchen knife, unscrewed a piece of skin from the back of the melon, and wiped the two sides of the kitchen knife. It was dark red and rusty, and then, raising the knife high, it cut the watermelon in half with a snap, then into three halves, then into four petals, snap, six petals, snap snap, seven petals, eight petals.Our director held a piece of melon in both hands, respectfully presented it to Head Xu, and said: "Leader, please eat melon!"

The watermelon is not red but honey-yellow. The soldiers in our security squad all know that this watermelon is sweeter than the red watermelon.At midnight four nights ago, our squad leader woke me up and said, "Little Guan, get up and go to work." I got up in a daze, and dragged my semi-automatic rifle to the watchtower at the gate to replace him.I said: "Squad leader, go back to sleep." I yawned, and my throat sounded like a rooster crowing.In the dark, the two beautiful almond eyes of our squad leader were very bright. He asked me: "Are you sleepy?" I don’t want to stand guard even if I’m killed by shells.” He said: “Where is there a fucking battlefield? A soldier can’t get the chance to fight the last time. He’s a complete loser.” Well, I can get a regimental commander and a battalion commander. Now I rely on the back door and lick my butt." The squad leader said: "I must be a scout hero since the war!" I said: "Squad leader, I won’t mention you. Be a cadre?" He said, "Be a fart!" I said, "I want to learn to drive a car, so I can get a job when I get home." He said, "Just a fucking car with two drivers, no wheels. To you." I said: "Squad leader, can you find a job when you go home?" "Fuck you!" He said, "Stop nagging, do you want to eat melon?" Said: "Do you want to eat or not?" I said: "Want to eat." He said: "Follow me." I looked at the bright light from the confidential work room and listened to the chirping and screaming electronic signals , Hesitantly said: "This post..." The squad leader said: "In peaceful times, there is nothing wrong, let's go!"

The squad leader told me not to be afraid, if something goes wrong, I will go with him.He was carrying a submachine gun, and I was dragging a semi-automatic rifle on top of the fire.We slipped along the path beside the barracks wall to the apple orchard of the Tangjiabu Brigade.Outside the apple orchard is a sandy land, and outside the sandy land is a beach, and the beach is connected to the sea.We wanted to go through the apple orchard to the sand where the watermelons grew. As we walked through the apple orchard, we heard the dream of the sea. It must be a very smooth long wave crawling from the depths of the sea, licking the sand and retreating.There was a puppy in the garden room who barked twice, then ignored us, and we ignored him.The crown of the apple tree is black, and you can see the fluffy leaves and the sparkling apples between the leaves.A faint smell of formalin wafted from the apple tree.Walking through the apple trees can also smell the crabs in the sea.I thought of the colorful stench surrounding the camp. I didn't want to know, but I was startled when I thought about it. I was very glad to be with the squad leader.We were actually walking in the apple orchard. The squad leader was carrying a submachine gun, and I dragged the semi-automatic rifle on top of the fire. The round, coin-like leaves of groundnut planted under the apple tree were rubbed by our pants. , or our trousers being rubbed against by coin-like round peanut leaves.The squad leader tore a green apple the size of a ping pong ball from the tree, took a bite, and immediately spit it out.The squad leader said it was sour and astringent from grandma. Don’t fall asleep, boy. In half a month, the “Qiuhuapi” will be ripe. It’s a bit sweet and sour. The “Jin Shuai” is sweet, and it will be ripe in a month. "Guoguang" comes in different sizes, "Green Banana", "Red Banana", "Dahongpao" and "India Green" ripen late and sweet like honey sticky lips.The semi-automatic rifle jumped in my hand, sparks shot in and out of the muzzle, and there was a sound. The bullets whistled into the sky and fell into the sea again.The sound of the sea is like a soft whisper of love, very moving.Our squad leader got into the peanut tree in a front bed.Gordon screamed in my heart, ruined!I thought, I killed the squad leader.Even if the squad leader is killed, I am finished. It is better to simplify myself than to be killed by others. "Squad leader—" I threw down my semi-automatic rifle and jumped on our squad leader, crying loudly.Squad leader, squad leader, I killed your three brains before they were able to function. You grew a head with a distinctive style and died under my gun. You are not married yet, squad leader. The head of the third boy is your head, but the devil knows if he is your son... "What are you howling about grandma!" The squad leader got up and kicked my thigh.The gunfire went away, the waves in the sea were louder, and the puppy in the apple orchard barked. I said pleasantly: "Squad leader, are you alive?" The squad leader raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead, and said, "Don't be silly, you bastard, if I wasn't the squad leader, I would have been too fast to hide, and I would have died a long time ago!" I laughed. The squad leader roared in a low voice: "Still laughing!" I don't laugh. We squatted in the peanut tree and listened quietly for a while.The dog stopped barking, the night was dark and the stars were shining brightly, as if nothing had happened. "Squad leader," I whispered, "Go back?" "What are you going back for? I haven't got the melon yet!" "What if the director heard the gunshots and came to check the guard?" "He can't hear it, and he won't get up when he hears it. His wife is amazing." "What if I lost a bullet?" "Don't say anything, wait until the next time you hit a target and make up for it." We stand up.The squad leader asked me to withdraw the bullets from the chamber.I ejected the bullet from the chamber.We walked to where the apple orchard meets the sand.The squad leader motioned me to squat down, and he squatted down too.Then a star came out, and the dim shadow of the apple tree covered us.I saw a large patch of watermelons growing on the amber sand, the watermelons were shiny and shiny, and they were everywhere.Outside the watermelon patch is the misty sea. You can only hear the sound of the sea that becomes more and more distant as you get closer, but you can't see the face of the sea clearly.Maybe it was because I was panting nervously, I heard the sea panting too. The squad leader said: "There are no good melons on the edge of the field. If you want to eat good melons, you must go to the middle of the field." I looked at the bunker-like melon-watching room in the middle of the watermelon field, and said timidly, "What if someone catches it?" My voice trembled a little. "Are you scared?" the monitor asked me. I nod. "I'm afraid of even stealing melons, and I won't scare you to death when you go to the battlefield!" The squad leader said contemptuously, "Cowards can't go to the battlefield. I tell you it's okay, put your gun on your back, and crawl forward with me." With a semi-automatic rifle on my back, I followed the squad leader and crawled towards the center of the melon field.The squad leader crawled very fast, like a big lizard.It's just the fact that the back of his head is too high affects the quality of his crawl.I had to fake a crawl to keep up with the squad leader.Watermelon vines either entangled my hands or my feet.I heard that the noise I made was loud, and I really panicked, and was afraid of being pulled down by the squad leader, so crawling forward actually turned into crawling on my knees, so I heard the noise I made was even louder.The watermelon vines came to me more often, and I shook them angrily. I later learned that it was a heavy foot that was on my back.Wang Shun'er, an old poor peasant, stepped on my back, clutching a gleaming harpoon in both hands, and shouted, "Counter-revolutionaries, where are you going!" I felt my heart beating the sand twice.Then stop jumping.I could smell the smell of bean cakes in the sand and crushed watermelon vine leaves.Wang Shun'er pulled me by the neck and lifted me up, saying, "The counter-revolutionaries are still carrying guns!" Only then did I see the cold light on the tip of the harpoon. Our squad leader jumped up from the ground and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, we are on a mission! You are really an old poor peasant, with red eyes and bright bones, and a harpoon in hand to carry out the revolution. The string of class struggle is tense. " "It's Squad Leader Xiao, oops! I thought it was a melon thief!" "Didn't you hear the gunshot?" the squad leader lowered his voice and said seriously. "Understood." Wang Shun'er also lowered her tone. "This is not a place for talking," said the monitor. "Go to your melon shed." Wang Shun'er took us into the melon shed to find a fire and light a lamp.The monitor said in a low voice, "No lighting is allowed." The squad leader's beautiful apricot eyes were as bright as stars in the dark melon shed. He said: "Comrade Wang, do you know? Not long ago, a counter-revolutionary armed riot took place in Tiananmen Square. Hey, are you a party member? Yes, no Don’t talk to the party! When the domestic class enemies are active, the international imperialism echoes it. According to reliable information, the Taiwan Chiang gang may send spies to land on our coast in the near future. When we heard the gunshot just now, we should go there as soon as possible. We came to reconnaissance from the seaside, we crawled from the watermelon field to narrow down the target, who would have known that you were yelling at me—" I gritted my teeth and didn't smile.Wang Shun'er said nervously, "Squad Leader Xiao..." The squad leader said, "Don't talk about it. Xiaoguan, let's go to the seaside and have a look." The squad leader swung the submachine gun from his back, held it in both hands, and walked out of the melon shed bent over. I followed behind him with the semi-automatic in my arms.Walking out of the watermelon field and walking a little further, the warm sand on the beach flowed into the corners of my shoes.The squad leader sat down, took off his shoes, stuck his feet in the sand, and threw the submachine gun aside.The squad leader whispered to me: "Sit down." I sat down, took off my shoes, and stuck my feet into the sand.I grinned.The squad leader said, "What are you laughing at, be serious." I said, "After all, you didn't eat melons." The squad leader said, "What? Don't talk too much, you'll be exhausted later, you bastard." The sea was close in front of me, but the sound was farther away. The squad leader lay on the sand, facing the sky full of stars, and asked me: "Little Guan, have you ever slept with a woman?" "What are you talking about, monitor!" I said embarrassedly. "What's the matter, if you have slept, you have slept, if you have not slept, you have not slept." "I haven't slept, I really haven't slept, monitor." "Boy, go lie to ghosts!" "So you, monitor, how many women have you slept with?" "A thousand of them!" "Ouch, my God!" The squad leader chuckled.He suddenly asked me: "High school students, do you know what love is?" I don't understand, please explain.I was astonished that such holy words came out of his mouth like horns on a dog's head. He lay motionless on the sand with his eyes closed.The sound of the sea is still so far away.The fog on the sea seems to be thinner, and you can vaguely see the pale sea nearby. The squad leader sat up, put on his shoes, and said, "Let's go, eat watermelon!" I said, "You haven't told me what love is yet!" The squad leader said: "Go and go, eating melon is love." The squad leader and I ran along the beach for a while, and then walked into the melon shed exhausted and out of breath. Wang Shun'er asked timidly, "Squad Leader Xiao, is there anything wrong?" The squad leader threw the gun on the bunk in frustration, and said, "You think the spy is deaf? I just bluffed at you, and even one regiment ran away!" Wang Shun'er said: "Squad Leader Xiao...I didn't do it on purpose...I'm an old poor peasant, an old party member..." The squad leader said: "Military law is ruthless, but it doesn't matter what kind of old poor peasant and old party member you are!" "Squad Leader Xiao..." Wang Shun'er seemed about to cry. The squad leader said: "Forget it, forget it, don't be afraid, we just don't mention your matter when we go back! We are unlucky, otherwise, we will catch a spy back and make a great contribution, don't you think, Xiaoguan?" I said, "It must be a great achievement." The squad leader said: "I'm thirsty, Lao Wang, is there any cold water?" Wang Shun'er said: "Squad leader, look at how stupid I am! I forgot to pick melons to comfort the PLA!" The squad leader said: "No, no, the People's Liberation Army doesn't take every single needle and thread from the masses!" Old Wang said: "Where is this? The military and civilian family, the People's Liberation Army deserves condolences for their hard work in catching spies!" Lao Wang walked to the melon field with a basket. The squad leader stretched out his hand and stabbed me, and said, "Boy, how are you doing?" I looked at the squad leader's eyes flickering in the dark, and I was speechless for a moment. Lao Wang entered the melon shed with four big watermelons on his shoulders. The squad leader said: "You light the lamp." Lao Wang stroked the fire and lit the lamp.I looked at Lao Wang's withered old face, looked at Lao Wang's frightened eyes, and suddenly thought of my father.My nose felt like someone had punched me, and it was sour and stuffy. Lao Wang picked up a large oval green-skinned watermelon, put it on the shelf, picked up a shiny melon knife, clicked, clicked, and the watermelon split into four petals.Lao Wang held a melon in both hands and handed it to the monitor, and then handed it to me with a melon in both hands.Lao Wang said: "Eat it, comrades of the People's Liberation Army, pick it up after you have eaten enough." The squad leader has two protruding front teeth, which are especially suitable for eating melon skin.He must have been well-trained in eating melons. He pierced his mouth on the melon and pulled it back and forth like a harmonica. The black, plump watermelon seeds fell out from the left corner of his mouth for a while, and fell out of the right corner of his mouth for a while... … Our director held a piece of watermelon in both hands and asked the head of the 43rd regiment Xu to eat it.Head Xu looked at the thick fly rope with lingering fear, and said angrily: "Don't do this! You want to stuff my mouth with watermelon? No way! Let me tell you. Even if you go against my trend Call me a capitalist roader and I will say it too! You keep so many flies!" The last wave of flies was landing above the captain's head, and the flies on the rope tried to repel them.The flies gnawed, fought, and screamed like a plane diving.The captain's face, which had turned golden again, kept trembling.The flies finally settled down, and a fly rope as thick as a small cucumber with thorns on the top was cut across the entire dining hall, hanging over the head of the regiment leader and the director, and also hanging over our heads.The fear of the head of the group infected me, and I realized the great threat of the flies that we had turned a blind eye to, a potential threat that could kill us at any moment. Head Xu of the 43rd Regiment criticized us for not being hygienic, satirizing us as a kingdom of flies and having a habit of keeping flies.He also said that he would send a chemical defense company to completely wipe out the flies in the "791" compound.We all listened numbly, and I saw our monitor tilt his head with a sly smile on his face.I know that Head Xu doesn't understand the situation, as if our station has never tried to eliminate flies.He wronged us.We have sprayed a large amount of "Dichlorvos", and the first two times it was really effective. The dead flies and half-dead flies covered the ground, and when we stepped on it, it creaked, which made people's teeth salivate.A batch of flies were killed by the medicine, and more flies flew in. The later flies had no fear of "dichlorvos", and had the absurd effect of becoming more lively and clever. I don't know what head Xu said later, I only saw the golden lips on his golden face moving constantly, our director was holding a melon, like a big ice shell invisible to the naked eye It's like being locked up.I am more looking at the tens of thousands of flies that are connected together and hang down on the wire. Their eyes converge into a romantic rainbow, hanging in a square space, and their wings rub against each other vigorously. The loud noise shook my eardrums.In a moment of extinction of consciousness, I suddenly saw the extremely irregular, semi-liquid, viscous, red and green thoughts of the flies, with countless barbed hooks.It surrounded me, stabbed me, pricked me, tickled me, tried to penetrate me.I mobilized the power of every cell to resist tenaciously, like a tug of war.The failure of the first cell caused a collapse across the board.I plunged into our squad leader's back. In a trance, I heard Xu, the head of the 43rd Regiment, say: The mobilization meeting to fight back against the right deviation and overturn the verdict is over.Fuck his mother, I'm never coming again.Our monitor said: "Bring the watermelon." I feel the honey-yellow watermelon on my lips... I lie on the beach in the fresh air, and the sea breeze blows white foam over my forehead.A lonely green gull hovered lowly around me, it seemed that it only saw my barren forehead soaked in foam, and I hoped it could see my heart.