Chapter 30 30. Flesh stump

In the Laoshan war zone, from Balihe River to Shangganling in the 1980s, the undulating and steep hillsides are covered with vast virgin forests, thick forest vegetation, and layers of trees, which block out the sky and block out the sun. This place has become a battlefield, covered by countless artillery fires, cutting off the canopy of the trees all over the mountain, leaving only bare trunks and branches, and pieces of tree trunks were blown off by the artillery fire and shattered, leaving only a Cut off the thick stump, and the broken stem of the stump is the same color as the red soil.

In this subtropical rain and fog, the vegetation has revived, and the mountains are green again, but the trunks and stakes that have been swept away by the gunfire are becoming more and more dry, and the skins are gradually peeling off, revealing gray-red, dense, countless, and endless. , There are thousands of such trees and stakes on each side of the slope.So many mountain peaks and slopes are connected together. Looking from a distance, it looks like the mountains and plains are full of deer antlers, and they merge together, showing a dancing fiery red, covering the red soil and blocking the green mountains, forming an eternal spectacle of war. .

Here we found the big tree stump that remained on the scorched earth, where Chen Youming shed his blood. People say that the stump used to be a tall and straight tree, not conspicuous in this forest kingdom, with beautiful vines twining around it, climbing up to the top of the tree, and the clouds and mist of the old mountain are always lingering on the top of the tree. "We have this level!" Chen Youming walked proudly on the path in the forest, showing off.The fellow countryman Wang Gaoyin who stood beside him was puzzled, why did this modest guy brag about it? Chen Youming patted his chest: "This is the real level, if you hit it, give birth to a son!"

He always talked about his son. When he was about to join the war, his hometown was flooded and his house was destroyed. He visited the house with Wang Gaoyin.When he returned to the team, his son had not yet been born, and he had already guaranteed that he would have a son. When fighting, he would always come up with one: "We have a son, so we don't have to worry about the future. In case of glory, someone will take over." He really got a son. It has been more than two months and he has not seen each other. He writes few letters to his family. His wife threatened him in a letter and said: "Youming, if you only care about fighting, you should write less letters to your family." , when you triumphantly return, you will be fined to freeze outside the door overnight."

At this time, Xiao Wang found that he got a new pair of shoes today, flat ones, and changed into clean clothes, which were very conspicuous compared with his usual muddy clothes. He left on that day. People heard the explosion and thought it was shelling. They ran down and realized that three people had been bombed. We have seen the spectacle of those big trees falling, that is, after the artillery fire, countless thick big trees are still standing, the trees are riddled with holes, and the shrapnel is deeply clamped into the wood.The storm came, and there was also hail the size of eggs. Countless injured trees creaked and cracked in the rainstorm, and finally fell down with that dull sound.So, on the hillside, by the side of the road, and on the top of the cat's ear hole, the dull voice resounded.The fallen trees on the hillside were stacked together, the path was blocked by the fallen trees, and there were countless stumps with red stubble.

What Zhang Zhongyue injured was his arm, which was disabled.After being injured, it was difficult to speak, stutter, and even harder to write. It took me two minutes to write an address, and I even wrote my teacher as handsome. In the morning, the enemy fired a cannon, it was No. 52, and we sealed it with mines; some of them were blown up, and some mines had to be reset.We just came back with woven bags, "Go down, let's set up mines." Chen Youming, the position leader, said. "It's noon, go down and look for death!" I said.But he had already set off with Lei. Chen Youming stood beside the big tree stump. He set the mine, holding a directional mine in his hand.At this time, the enemy fired a shell, which landed here, and he fell down, hit the mine, and the directional mine in his hand was detonated again. Hundreds of steel balls in the mine burst out along with the air waves, knocking his body down. The leg was severed from the base of the thigh, and the broken leg flew to the top of the mountain with the air wave, but the body was blown down the mountain.

The company commander and his comrades rushed down, and there were two soldiers lying there, and beside the tree stump was the red soil that had been blown apart. Chen Youming was gone, people shouted, but there was no answer. They found Chen Youming's legs from that height, but they couldn't find his body. The soldier Peng Guizhou was still awake after his leg was blown off. He always thought that the commander of the camp was fine. He vaguely saw someone coming down with a thigh from above, and he thought it was his own leg. Look, why can't I find Chen Youming's body?Go down, look for it at the bottom of the mountain, I gave the order, I know there are mines at the bottom of the mountain, and I have to look for them.Zhang Junshu, commander of the sixth company, told us later.

We found bloodstains. After searching for half an hour, we found Chen Youming's torso among the fallen, standing, and red tree stumps on a slope seven to eighty-six miles away from the bombing point.Scattered fragments of military uniforms are like blown southern leaves.His abdomen was exploded, his head hit the rock again, and half of his face was gone. The fallen tree was not one. After the heavy rain, the main roads and small roads we went to the camp were blocked.On the way, we saw Ye Ketian, the director of Group E, and a dozen people chanting and trying to move the fallen tree away. We snapped a few photos and pushed the tree with them. Going down the cliff, there was the sound of rumbling big trees rolling below.

The trunk was pushed down, Lu Qing came out, and only the stump remained. Chen Youming served as the leader of the second platoon for a year, and the third platoon became the advanced platoon.The new platoon leader came and pushed him. He packed up a small backpack, moved to the first squad, and became the squad leader. This is 85 years. He acted as the leader of the third platoon, and a "student officer" came to the school, and this time, the first class also had a monitor.The company commander asked him to be a soldier under the recruit he brought—the seventh squad leader. He packed his small backpack and went to the seventh squad.

When he arrived in the war zone, the seventh squad became the "top class", and the "top class" in the theater was the first to see blood, and he became the squad leader of this squad. The second platoon was short of a platoon leader, and the battalion let him go to serve as the position leader on the most difficult and dangerous position.People know what it means to have him take office at this time, even ordinary people know Jin Kailai. But he is not Jin Kailai, he has no complaints, two fellow villagers complained about him, where is your temper?What about your corners?Are you wood?Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are five elements, it seems that you belong to wood.Someone wrote him a note: Acting as an agent, handling it on behalf of someone else, with a newcomer, I won't let you deal with it...

His platoon leader finally issued an official order, and the announcement was very solemn, and the word "agent" could be erased from then on, but all of this was after his death. Chen Youming left, but the thick wooden stake was still standing there. When visiting the cat's ear hole art exhibition, we heard Director Zhu of the Group Army confess to the leader of Division B: dig a burnt wooden stake that was blown up by the artillery fire here, take it back, and put it in the honor room. The head of the division explained to the regiment: Two stumps need to be dug, one will be given to the group army, and one will be kept by the division. The regiment said that three should be dug, and one should be kept in the regiment.