"Ta-da, tap-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-bamboo board
An unkempt and dirty beggar was lying on the stone slab on the roadside, knocking on the bamboo board. If you look closely, the pants on one of his legs are empty, and the thigh is almost broken at the root.
His body was in tatters, his hair was messy and his beard was unkempt. He hadn't showered in an unknown number of days, and he still had a foul odor.
But he was very skilled at what he did, and he sang Allegro while tapping along with the rhythm.
"Damn it, where did the beggar come from? You are so brave to come here to beg for food."
The company commander and his men pushed through the crowd and walked to the back, cursing, and just about to raise their feet to teach this reckless beggar a lesson, they saw the identity tag printed on the other person's chest.
It was something that was only found on military uniforms. Although it was in tatters, one could still vaguely tell that the beggar was definitely wearing the standard military uniform of the Expeditionary Force.
"Hey, you're still a sergeant, what? You just retired from the front line, squad leader?" The company commander sneered with a smile. Although he was still a comrade in name, his eyes were full of disdain.
Several soldiers around him also began to mock unbridledly.
"I wonder if some guy with mud legs took off other people's clothes and pretended to be a soldier, so he could eat and drink here."
"Humph, he can't be a deserter, otherwise why would he beg for food on the street? Why don't we arrest him and interrogate him!"
"Ha ha…"
…
Faced with the ridicule and insults of others, the beggar didn't say much and continued to bang the bamboo board and sang:
"I grew up by the Xiangjiang River. I killed the enemy on the Nujiang River front line, attacked Songshan, and blew up enemy forts..."
"I will fight tooth and nail for the country and the people. I am not afraid of charging into battle. I just want to return home victorious and still plow the fields and grow pumpkins..."
"The fighting on the front line of Longling was tight. Flowers were hung in front of the two armies. The field hospital had their legs amputated and it was difficult to get home with only one leg left. So they came begging along the street. When the soldiers were disabled, they became beggars. They were given half a bowl of soup and leftover rice. Even if you become a ghost, you must protect the country...protect the country!"
A low-rhymed Allegro attracted the attention of most people present. Even the few soldiers who were laughing just now fell silent. Listening carefully to what he sang made people feel sad, as if they could be immersed in it. I could feel the cruelty on the battlefield and the helplessness in my heart.
Maybe...this beggar has really experienced a lot...
"Damn it, did I let you sing!?"
The company commander's expression became increasingly ferocious, and the reaction of his men made him feel very humiliated. With his narrow-minded nature, he would not allow others to steal the limelight in front of him, whether it was true or not, not to mention that he was a cripple with a broken leg.
Before the beggar could speak, the company commander slapped the beggar on the head and cursed angrily: "Get away quickly. Stop pretending to me here. If it weren't for the fact that you have fought in the war, I would have to deal with you." !”
The beggar lowered his head and smiled pretending not to care, but the slightly trembling hands holding the bamboo board showed his uneasy heart at the moment.
Once upon a time, he was also an expeditionary soldier holding a steel gun and fighting the Japanese with his life, but now he was alone bearing the scolding and insults from his compatriots, but no one could stand up and say a word for him.
Beep! Beep!
After struggling to get up from the ground, just when the beggar was about to turn around and leave, a convoy coming from the west road attracted everyone's attention.
"Company commander, there seems to be a high-ranking official over there?" the soldier reminded cautiously.
At a glance, we saw eight ten-wheel military trucks in front and behind, filled with fully armed soldiers, and several jeeps in the middle. The large-caliber heavy machine guns on the front of the vehicles were frightening to look at. This team was not simple at first sight. .
The convoy soon stopped in front of the checkpoint, and a tall lieutenant colonel jumped out of the car and strode forward.
"Who is the commander here?"
Dong Dao's eagle-like eyes were cold and captivating, and his bloody murderous aura was beyond the reach of ordinary people. When his gaze swept across them, the soldiers at the checkpoint forgot to salute for a moment.
"Here, here, here!"
The company commander rushed forward without saying a word, and saluted while nodding and bowing in greeting: "I've seen you, sir, who...is responsible for your humble duties. I would like to ask you the number and intention of your unit."
Dong Dao looked at him lightly, and with his upright personality, he didn't waste any words. He said straight to the point: "We are from the Honorable Third Division of the 88th Army. We are going to Zenda for important military affairs. Don't ask about others. Move the roadblock quickly." open it."
The company commander was shocked. Although the 88th Army had never heard of it, the name of the Honorable Third Division was so well known that it broke through Songshan from Chanda, attacked Longling, fought against Mangshi... and finally killed the Japanese army in northern Burma. Throwing away their helmets and armour, this famous army almost became a legend throughout western Yunnan.
While he was talking, he quietly looked behind Dong Dao, "Oh my God... This is incredible. There is actually a lieutenant general and a colonel sitting in the car. There really is a big shot here."
"Oh, I'm so humble because of my humble position. I really can't see the mountain. Please hurry up. Someone is here! Please clear the roadblocks and let us go!"
This guy's ability to adapt to the changing circumstances is extremely proficient, and he is completely different from the arrogant and domineering look he had just now.
As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. Although he looked down on this guy's groveling, Dong Dao still didn't bother him too much and turned around to greet the convoy to continue setting off.
"etc!"
Liao Mingyu suddenly shouted coldly, opened the door and got out of the car and walked over slowly.
The company commander's heart skipped a beat, and sweat instantly soaked his back. He was very aware of the dirty things he had done, and it would be the end of the world if the boss blamed him.
"Sir...sir, haha...what are your orders?"
Unexpectedly, Liao Mingyu didn't even look at him and walked straight towards the lame beggar.
"Little brother, which army are you from?"
"ah?"
The beggar was very surprised and looked at the other person in surprise. He never expected that someone would be interested in a cripple like him. He was so stunned that he forgot to answer.
Liao Mingyu frowned, trying to keep his attitude calm, and asked: "Don't be afraid, tell me which army you are from? What happened?"
The beggar was very excited. He quickly propped up the branch that he used as a crutch, tried to stand up straight, raised his right hand, and answered loudly with his head held high:
"It's officer! Sergeant Li Changsheng is reporting to you from the fourth platoon of the seventh company of the 332nd Regiment of the 53rd Army. As for why Maozi is here...there are too many wounded in the army field hospital. I got separated from them during the transfer. That’s why we ended up in this situation.”
Liao Mingyu sighed slightly. Li Changsheng's Hunan accent reminded him of Bu La, who always smiled playfully. Although they were in rags and rags, they could still maintain a smiling face and be optimistic, as if no difficulty could knock them down.
In fact, you can guess without asking that the soldier with a disabled thigh in front of you must be an outcast who was treated as a burden by the army.
The reason why Li Changsheng didn't tell the truth was because he didn't want others to know the fact that he was abandoned by his companions.
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