Combat boots made a soft "click" sound when they stepped on the tile floor of the hospital. The slender Chen Xiaoxiang put his hands in the pockets of the military uniform that he had changed into summer clothes, leaned against the door, and raised his chin slightly toward Shen Rusong. He nodded and walked over and said, "You are so lucky."
Shen Rusong sounded indifferent to her tone, as if she was angry that she was not dead.
"Stay alive." Since Chen Xiaoxiang was not in a good mood and was still lying on the hospital bed, Shen Rusong naturally replied casually.
I thought Chen Xiaoxiang came here to say something, but I didn't expect that this girl just stood by the hospital bed with her arms folded, staring down at Shen Rusong, which made Shen Rusong hairy. After a while, she sighed and leaned down to take a picture. Patting him on the shoulder, he said, "It's okay, it's fine."
"What do you want to say?" Shen Rusong was completely confused.
Chen Xiaoxiang took out a cigarette and lit it nonchalantly, then closed the door. Not only did she not care about the nurse outside, she also threw a cigarette to Shen Rusong.
Snow-white smoke floated to her smooth forehead. She smoked the spicy White Bird cigarette quickly, reaching the cigarette butt in three or two puffs, but she didn't even spit out the smoke. Just when she was looking at Shen Rusong in a daze, she With one exhale, it blew all over Shen Rusong's face.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Even though Shen Rusong was a long-time smoker, he couldn't bear to speak out like this. He was coughing and crying, and his abdominal wound was aching. He said angrily: "You are sick, get out of here!" "
As a result, Chen Xiaoxiang snorted, holding a cigarette in his mouth, leaning against the white wall, flipping through a book of poetry, and said calmly: "Hey, I saved your life. Is this your attitude?"
Shen Rusong remembered that when she finally got on the helicopter, she was the one who rushed over on horseback to save her. But... I have never heard of someone running to someone's hospital bed with such a gesture. Was she thinking of others or not? hatred?
"Thank you very much." Shen Rusong replied through gritted teeth.
But anyway, his intuition told him that Chen Xiaoxiang definitely didn't come here specifically to talk about saving his life.
Indeed, after Chen Xiaoxiang finished smoking the cigarette, she took out the wine bottle from the inner pocket of her coat and took a sip. She sat down with her legs crossed, lowered her head to read the poetry collection, glanced at it a few times, and said:
"Do you know the casualties this time?"
"I know." Shen Rusong refused the wine bottle handed to him.
"You have a lot of things to do when you enter the dungeon. Someone from above has already asked Li Hao and the others who woke up first in your class."
"Oh, are you the person sent to take charge?"
Chen Xiaoxiang rolled his eyes, pressed her long legs with his arms, leaned over and whispered: "According to the gossip I heard, the underground city under the Sulfur Spring Base is called Qianshan Underground City, and it was built in the same batch as Longshan. Yes, it was later said to be abandoned due to geological instability.”
Seeing Shen Rusong's eyes as if he had broken the law, Chen Xiaoxiang raised his forehead and said, "The internal reports I checked are not classified as high. The construction of the underground city was declassified around 50 years ago when the surface was officially rebuilt."
Chen Xiaoxiang glanced at the door to make sure no one was guarding it, and said in a low voice: "I speculate that Qianshan Underground City is a testing ground, and so is Qinhu. Maybe it is connected to China Unicom. I have a friend in Yungang, who is a ground handler for China Airlines. He said that the fighting at Qinhu was very miserable, and Wuzhi lost more than half of it. When you were so old, have you ever heard of destroying planes during the war against beasts? It was all caused by fighting against that evil dragon. Think about it, otherwise why would there be the Army Aviation Group and Main battle mecha going there? That’s a testing ground! The level of confidentiality is so high that even our division commander doesn’t know about it, otherwise even if we go, we should bring heavy weapons!”
Chen Xiaoxiang muttered a lot, and a lot of the inside information opened Shen Rusong's eyes. He thought to himself that he didn't expect this girl's information to be so good?
But what does this have to do with him? In the army, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want, especially don't listen to things you shouldn't listen to, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.
Basic discipline.
"What do you want from me?" Shen Rusong became impatient.
He didn't want to know more about what the higher-ups were trying to do. He did not go to the Western Front to fight tug-of-war with the Guptas in the desert and yellow sand ruins. A random battle on the Western Front was so intense that an infantry regiment was thrown into it and turned into an infantry battalion in three days. But could this be a reason to refuse to join the war? In the end, didn’t most people come back with all their tails? He lay in the hospital for more than a month and had no shortage of software and hardware. When he woke up, he really had nothing to complain about.
When you join the army and answer the call, you must stride into it knowing that you will face death. That's what Shen Rusong thought. Otherwise, how could he think? Do you want to go ask questions with her?
Seeing Shen Rusong's very impatient look, Chen Xiaoxiang sighed and said, "Hey, I thought you would have ideas about this inexplicable matter. It seems that you are just like Zhao Haiqiang, Xin Jie, Xu Bowen and others, that's all. , I won’t say anything anymore.”
"Did your class tell you about staff adjustments, requests for credit, and future plans?"
Shen Rusong shook his head and said mockingly: "I don't have any friends in Yungang. Everyone in my class is just like me. They follow orders."
Chen Xiaoxiang immediately took out the wine bottle and took a sip, and sprayed the smell of wine at the dead-headed man. He leaned over and stared at the pale Shen Rusong. Her bright red lips moved, and then she licked her erection. He raised his middle finger and used his hand to stab Shen Rusong's thigh.
"Coward!"
"If you don't tell me, get out! I'm going to bed!" Shen Rusong finally got angry.
Seeing that Dong Zhenzhen was getting angry, Chen Xiaoxiang calmed down and said seriously: "Forget it, forget it. Without teasing, these messages will actually be sent out in a while. I'll tell you in advance, after all, we will see each other in the future."
"Because the 2nd Company suffered too much losses and was almost empty, and the horses in my squad were all gone, the regiment decided to temporarily transfer my cavalry squad to the 2nd Company, and combine the remaining men of the 2nd Company into a full strength. A reinforced platoon should be formed into a temporary reserve team directly under the regiment."
"So the good news is that in the summer campaign, our platoon, yes! Our combat-enhanced engineer platoon will not be involved in the summer campaign from the beginning!"
The amount of information was a bit large, and Shen Rusong didn't react for a while. He thought for a while and then said: "Then who is the platoon leader?"
"Who else could it be? Your Xu Bowen." Chen Xiaoxiang was a bit weird. "Of the three platoon commanders, he is the only one alive and blessed to the soul, who should he not be?
"Where is Deputy Company Commander Zhang Ya?"
"I went to the regiment to report on my duties. I was promoted one level and went to the regiment office."
"Ah, that's great." Shen Rusong sighed. Sure, lieutenant deputy company commander, promoted one level, directly go to the regiment office as captain staff officer. Although the staff officer will not make a sound without a commander, but people have grassroots hard work and practical experience, so being a regiment staff officer is obviously a high promotion.
Shen Rusong turned to look at Chen Xiaoxiang, who had a diagonal scar on his face. To be honest, the long oblique scar she cut with a bayonet was not ugly, and it added to her heroic spirit.
It is not uncommon to change the organization. On the battlefield, troops often retreat after being beaten and disabled. Some have lost their commanders, and some have suffered so many losses that they have lost their combat effectiveness. In this case, either several residual units must be combined into one full unit, or they may be moved to the rear to receive replenishment. The combat effectiveness of the troops that have received supplementary troops will be reduced. If there is a choice, they will generally be used to enrich the reserve team and will not be put into front-line combat immediately.
Shen Rusong was relieved after he figured it out, and said dryly: "We will make progress together in the future, Squad Leader Chen."
"Wouldn't you like a sip of this?" The wine bottle was handed over.
Chen Xiaoxiang's jug was filled with strong liquor, of course. After drinking the wine, his head became a little unclear. The two chatted a little too far. The time suddenly reached half past nine, and the hospital was about to go for ward rounds. No matter how fat Chen Xiaoxiang was, If I dare to start a fight with the hospital, I will have to keep the story short.
"Because you were the most seriously injured and fought bravely. Everyone has seen it. The camp has given you credit. You are a role model."
Shen Rusong pricked up his ears and listened.
"Later, the regiment said that the entire company fought very bravely, and it would be inappropriate for you to approve others but not approve it, so they only awarded the first-class merit to the deceased Company Commander Xia, and the whole company awarded the collective second-class merit."
"So, you are reporting the award internally."
Chen Xiaoxiang's face was red, he burped, and his tongue was a bit slurred. After all, she only had a cut on her face, while sixty or seventy people stayed in Qianshan forever. The person in front of her was carried to the hospital with a punctured intestine and had to undergo two surgeries to save her life. It’s really not interesting to report merit without approval.
Shen Rusong took it quite lightly. No matter how much he wanted to be promoted or make meritorious deeds, he couldn't argue with the deceased company commander.
"There will be new graves in the military cemetery in two days." Chen Xiaoxiang sighed quietly.
"Buy a bottle of wine and have a cigarette..." Shen Rusong became sleepy.
Chen Xiaoxiang stared out of the dark window at the base that was gradually becoming sparsely lit. He suddenly smiled bitterly and asked, "Shen Rusong, what do you think is right?"
"Discipline is right," Shen Rusong pointed to the armband on Chen Xiaoxiang's military uniform and said, "This is right."
Chen Xiaoxiang looked at him deeply for the last time, said nothing, closed the door of the ward, and the "click-click" sound of combat boots disappeared immediately.
"What are we going to do next? Didn't you say you have a plan?" Shen Rusong shouted.
"What do you want to do at this point? Do..."
The last word disappeared into the corridor, along with the sound of Chen Xiaoxiang's boots.
After the doctor checked the room, it was completely quiet. Shen Rusong touched the cold quilt and murmured to himself:
"What's right?"
In his eyes? There is no doubt that right is right and wrong is wrong. He likes to read books and read poems, but this does not mean that he considers himself a poet. At most, he will be a military writer. Have you ever heard of a battlefield poet wearing a helmet? No, he didn't intend to think about many complicated and profound things. Besides, he didn't have the time or the destiny to be a thinker. After putting on the cadet uniform at the age of seventeen, Shen Rusong had no interest in thinking too much. .
He found the small diary and the old stopped pocket watch from the bedside table. Shen Rusong put the pocket watch under the quilt and wrote very carefully in the diary with a pen.
At first, he wanted to copy a few sentences from the poetry collection, but then he forgot about it and wrote a letter of peace to his family. At the end of the letter, he wrote a lot to his sister who will take the unified examination next year, telling her to study with peace of mind and not think about other things. , but thousands of words still converge into an old saying.
Peace is good enough.
