Chapter 18 chapter Five

He fell asleep, whirring.In the dream, I felt someone fiddled with the heel, kicked it, fiddled again, squatted, squatted, turned up and was about to scold "who the hell", but saw a rat retreating one meter away, crouching To see him.My God, it is much bigger than the mouse in the American wide-screen stereoscopic film "Gunner Hart". Not counting the tail, the body is as long as a foot, as thick as Qingdao ham and sausage, with red eyes, and it is a real little piglet. Chewing sticky.Looking at my heels again, a layer of calluses as thick as a cardboard shell was chewed away by a mouse, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

A soldier found the hygienist, his toe was bitten by a mouse, and blood dripped out.The living man was bitten by a mouse, and the hygienist scolded him, trash!The waste egg is not convinced, I am willing to let the mouse bite!Three days later, the hygienist himself took a bite from a mouse. The injury was worse than that of the soldier. There was nothing special, alcohol cotton balls, anti-inflammatory drugs, and gauze.If you are in the Mainland, you might need a rabies vaccine. Yang Aimin, the combat chief of the third regiment, saw with his own eyes that the five rats formed a half-arc battle formation and confronted a towering cobra. Frightened, neither attacking nor retreating, they all grinned, like five tanks confronting a row of armored vehicles.Seeing that there was nothing to bargain for, the cobra shot feignedly, turned around and slipped into the crevice of the stone.

When the head of the regiment came to Maoerdong, the startled Wang Jinjun reached out to grab the hat on the quilt, wanting to give the head of the regiment a standard military salute.It felt cool and slippery, but what I picked up was a plate of snakes.Snakes do not distinguish between high and low.Ma Lida, the teacher, found a bunch of boa constrictors under the bed that looked like tug-of-war ropes. Looking closely, there were two heads and two tails. The room seemed to be equipped with an air conditioner, and it was cold and comfortable. It was raining heavily outside the cave, and the cave was flooded. The soldiers would rather squat in half a meter of water, with radios and guns on their heads, for fear of being discovered by Vietnamese military agents.In several places where there is no access to water, there are snakes coiled like cow dung.This is the cave of snakes. When people come in, the snake still plays its master’s music. It dares to sleep on the bunk, bathe in the drinking bucket, climb on people who are hot, and bask in the sun at the entrance of the cave during the day. The place belongs to it for granted.

The cave is also dark during the day, and the corona snake can see people.The soldiers who wanted to hang the mosquito net couldn't see the snake and groped for a place to hang it.The Coral Snake raised its conical head, aimed at the soldier's right hand, and swished.The soldier didn't know what was going on.Instinctively touched with the left hand, whoosh, the coral snake bit the tiger's mouth with its left hand, shrugged its neck, and detoxified.The soldier beat with his right hand, and the Shekou held his right hand and the Tiger's mouth.The warrior gathers his five fingers together and catches anything that dares to attack him.He didn't know what it was, and if he knew it, he wouldn't dare to be rash.It is still the habit in the north, to catch whatever is bitten, and to get it back wherever it suffers.The Coral Snake pinched the cucumber-thick neck in the warrior's palm, and the warrior's hands became tighter and tighter, and his body became softer and weaker.

Mice are not called mice.The mouse pointed to the Vietnamese army, saying that when three mice came up, the company commander would shoot them.The company commander is not called the company commander, but the boss.Rats and mice can't mix calls, it's a matter of life, and no one calls in mix, they are very careful.There are also mixed use in individual units, that is, they call the Yue army little devils, Lao Yue, bastards, and dogs.When it comes to a large area, it still can't be mixed.It is best to ask the theater directly what is the second most.Most people in the rear should know that it is a mouse.Rats are everywhere, in every hole.In a war zone, if there are no mice, it is not called cat ear piercing, and if it has not been bitten by rats, it is not called cat ear piercing.With the exception of the navel, it has not been heard that other parts of the human body can avoid rat teeth.In the direction of Rattooth, the iron barrel of compressed dry food suddenly burst open, and only a piece of iron was left in the box of grenades.The unscrewed cover of the grenade was placed on the shooting hole. The mouse grabbed the shiny fire ring and jumped out of an explosion accident. Fortunately, there was no one in the hole.He said it was a matter of the First Regiment of the F Army, and you said it was a matter of the B Regiment of the E Army. suicide with a hand grenade.

A snake is a snake.Most of them are pythons.Across the border, is Vietnam's Python Nature Reserve.It seems to be more accurate to change it to a snake nature reserve, because there are also many cobras, coral snakes, pit vipers, green snakes, and seven-inch snakes.There are pythons in most of the cat's ears, and the pythons are resident and generally do not migrate.The whereabouts of poisonous snakes are erratic. Sometimes they live in one place for a long time, and sometimes they swim around and enter the hole they see. Therefore, it can be said that all cat ear holes have snakes.It is quite common for soldiers to be afraid of snakes more than they are afraid of the Vietnamese army.Gu Xinmin, who coldly shot more than 50 enemies, had already shown his courage. Once, a snake wrapped around his neck, and he cried out in fright.When we went to the front line for interviews, the snake was still in hibernation, so we didn't dare to be sloppy.The officers and soldiers reminded that as soon as the mosquitoes come out, the snakes will come out.Ever since we saw the first mosquito, we have been inseparable from the snake medicine.If it is said that the cute warriors hate and hate mice, then there is only one word for snakes, fear.I am deeply afraid, so afraid that I can't be afraid anymore.Whoever thinks that writing like this will detract from the glorious image of the cutest man of the new generation, he'd better spend a few days in the pierced cat ears of the cutest man of the new generation with a glorious image.Our ancestors told us to be careful with frozen snakes.

The rats on the front line are lucky, and there is no situation where everyone shouts and beats them.There are also fights.When eating, with a slap, the three rats turned to the ground with blood in their mouths. This was done by a platoon leader. We have heard the highest record of killing rats with a slap.There are too many cases of being crushed to death by turning over while sleeping and being crushed to death by walking.But most fighters do not fight, nor can they be forced to fight.First, it cannot be beaten.Second, beating is taboo.Fighting the Vietnamese army is another matter. Fighting rats is taboo to kill.You see, the son sang "Blood-Stained Grace" and went to the front line, and the old mother Shenqing sent red belts, red vests, red pants, and red ropes tied around the neck and wrists. The soldiers tied them and broke the hearts of the enemy Practical.If you hit the mouse again, you will feel offside.Enemies and rats are two different things.The leaders of the army, divisions, and regiments, as well as government agencies, did not propose an instruction to add atheism education to education on life and death.It is enough to be able to shoot "rats", whether to kill rats or not is not a big deal.The health department followed the practice of meeting the standards in the mainland, and distributed a large amount of rodenticide to the front-line troops, and the military industrial team known as the "old mountain camel" trekked hard and braved the enemy's artillery fire to deliver it.Soldiers can accept drugs to kill rodents, but the rats take the drugs themselves, which has a different nature.So it spread all over without leaving any dead ends.The inexperienced old mountain rats eagerly took the medicine, swarming around to grab food, but they couldn't satisfy the supply.Within a day or two, they staggered as if they were drunk, and one by one they got into the cracks.A catastrophe happened: the cat's ear hole, which had an unbearable smell, was filled with a high-level stench. The rotting rats could not be cleaned up, and the bad smell could not be eliminated. The living environment of the cat's ear hole seriously deteriorated.