Shen Rusong originally wanted to include some ration coupons with the letter, but where would he get more coupons? Combat allowances are good and generous, but a considerable part of military personnel's salary allowances is invested in the state's compulsory savings, which can only be withdrawn after demobilization. After the battle, additional supplies will be distributed, but subsidies, industrial coupons, and ration coupons have to be settled through accounts, which are slow to come out. , Shen Rusong now only has a few cigarette and wine coupons, and only a few dozen yuan in loose money. Who would take all their belongings with them when they go out?
Everyone agrees that money is worthless, which does not mean that money is not valuable, but that there is no place to spend it. In a strict and precise planned economic system, meat has meat stamps, grain has food stamps, and basic grains can be purchased in excess, but people can't eat six meals a day, right? Industrial coupons are useful. With coupons, we can buy bicycles, TV sets, and air conditioners that everyone wants. Otherwise, the money on hand is just a bunch of colorful shells.
Shen Rusong doesn't have many industrial coupons left on hand. He has to keep some for himself and send most of them home for his mother to save. There are only seven or eight that he can use as pocket money.
Although Shen Rusong knew that he had no obligation to compensate, but people's hearts are fleshy, and he didn't know how to say it. Should he cry while hugging the tombstones of his comrades or perform filial piety for them? This is not realistic. He just felt that he had not led the troops well. If he had led the troops better, wouldn't they have died?
If the team in the beast tide is closer, will Liu Youcheng not be left behind?
There will never be an answer to such a question. A dead person will be solved once and for all, but a living person cannot always think about it. Shen Rusong doesn't like to drink heavily or use alcohol to relieve his sorrows. Smoking too much not only stinks but also makes his throat sore. The only way to comfort himself is to be hypocritical or sincere. Send some money and coupons to the martyrs' relatives. That's all it can do, that's all it can do.
Shen Rusong was just thinking about how much allowance he would get these days when the sound of boots hitting the ground was heard outside the ward door, and the chatter in the corridor immediately stopped.
Shen Rusong subconsciously looked up and saw that it was Chen Xiaoxiang leaning against the door with his arms folded, wearing sunglasses, with two straight long legs crossed each other, looking like a cool old lady.
The members of Team 2 who were guarding outside the ward didn't know that Chen Xiaoxiang was here to see their squad leader. They winked at him, tacitly packed up and left. Yang Qi also made a "silence" gesture towards Liu Zixu who woke up. He thought he was doing it secretly, but he didn't know that Shen Rusong was so embarrassed that he really wanted to get up and kick him into the wall.
Chen Xiaoxiang ignored the other two people and walked in with a Shiran look, folded her arms and leaned against the wall, lowered her sunglasses, revealing her beautiful and narrow eyes, but before she could speak, Shen Rusong Qian Bai said:
"I'm going to bed. If you want to laugh, laugh quickly."
Chen Xiaoxiang twisted his mouth in dissatisfaction, took off his sunglasses and hung them on his breast pocket. He dragged a chair and sat down backwards. He rested his arms on the edge of the chair to prop up his chin. He glanced at the two people who couldn't help but look up. That one The sharp little eyes made Li Hao and Liu Zixu shrink into quails.
"Go to sleep! Don't eavesdrop when adults are talking."
Shen Rusong rolled his eyes.
Chen Xiaoxiang looked over at this moment, stretched out his hand and punched Shen Rusong, causing him to cough, and cursed: "Hey, why are you talking? I came to see why you are making fun of you."
Shen Rusong asked in his heart: When have you ever seen me without a gun and a stick? The first time you lay here, you talked the most, mumbling about Qianshan's secrets. The day before yesterday, the platoon came to visit the patient. Xin Jie, who was usually sullen and expressionless, smiled and said she would take good care of herself. Zhao Haiqiang's grandson also brought a fruit basket to talk with him. You just like to interrupt. You take over what the platoon leader says, and I do the talking. You steal it, and you steal the words of the female soldiers in my squad. You just have to steal your own words.
Those who know understand that you have a weird temper, but those who don’t know think you have a grudge against me.
Chen Xiaoxiang looked at Shen Rusong's bared teeth and wondered, has this idiot hurt his head? This is the second time I saved your life, why do you still look so ungrateful?
Forget it, I’m not here to scold you.
Chen Xiaoxiang put her arms on the back of the chair, resting her head on her arms. Her pointed face suddenly seemed rounder, and she said lazily: "Congratulations, Shen Rusong, you've made a fortune, you're going to get the credit. "
"Credit? What credit?" Shen Rusong felt unhappy hearing this strange tone.
"Hey, aren't you happy? Second-class merit!"
"Wait a minute, where did I get the second-class merit? I've never heard of it, and the platoon leader didn't tell me. You just said it?"
"You know shit!" Chen Xiaoxiang was not happy. He patted the back of the chair and glanced at him with phoenix eyes. He said proudly: "How can Xu Bowen be as informed as I am? It was Beiqin who took the credit. Captain Zhang Guishui thinks you The battle was effective, the threat behind was eliminated, and with the injuries, I can directly report credit to the military region."
Shen Rusong was confused. He had no friendship with Beiqin. He was only a nominal subordinate to Captain Zhang. Now that he was back in Yanqi, it didn't matter anymore. If he could take credit, why not give him his own troops? ? Well, he did perform outstandingly in the battle, and the captain asked for credit for his integrity, but where did Chen Xiaoxiang know about it?
Things were very strange. It was not like Shen Rusong would jump out of bed and get a medical miracle after hearing that he had merit. He said in a nonchalant manner: "This battle is disgraceful. Where does the merit come from?"
However, the troops failed to rescue the radar station and were ambushed by the river, resulting in heavy casualties. The Beiqin base was successfully attacked and the ammunition depot exploded. The entire base was crippled. The loss of material reserves affected the forward supply line. Don't even think about it. The military region must be very angry and trying every means to make up for the losses. How can it be in the mood to give credit?
"You don't understand this. The battle is indeed not a good one, but if you think about it, what would the front line think when they heard that the rear was being captured?" Chen Xiaoxiang said a little angry, she raised her eyebrows and said sharply: "Where is the disgrace? We stopped the beast tide and prevented the military stations along the route from being swept away. Isn't it better to form a field battle to eliminate them than to go into the forest to clear them out?"
"And let me tell you, because of this matter, the military region is preparing to launch a large-scale clearing of Tong'anling. Before the attack, what's so shameful about appeasing people and eliminating the bad influence? What's so shameful about rewarding fighting heroes? Hey, I'm just wondering about your brain circuits. Our blood flows Is it disgraceful? What did you say!"
Shen Rusong lowered his head and said, "That's what you said."
The three words "disgraceful" obviously made Chen Xiaoxiang very uncomfortable. She continued to curse and curse for a long time, first scolding Shen Rusong for being so busy with doctrine and operations in his mind, and then said that we just Squad leader, non-commissioned officers are not officers. Even if the fight is not good, the responsibility is to make decisions on the base side. Didn't Beiqin want to repay your merits to protect the brotherhood of the base? There were so many people in the mobile unit, but only three finally reported their merits. One was from Beiqin, who died in battle and was awarded posthumous honors. One is my mother and the other is you, otherwise I will come over and notify you?
Chen Xiaoxiang said a lot of words. She spoke urgently and quickly. When people are angry, they tend to speak in their native dialect. Her ancestors are from Sanxiang, so her accent is naturally Sanxiang-like. She kept saying "Do you know?" in Mandarin. The four bites were so hard that Shen Rusong sounded dizzy, making him, a pure Northeastern, unable to resist.
"Okay, okay, I'm Silly Basket. Stop talking about it. Whatever you say will be whatever it is. Is that done?"
Chen Xiaoxiang finally calmed down. As for Shen Rusong's doubts about why she had so much information, she gestured with her middle finger and simply said, "I know someone from the regiment."
There are so many people in the regiment headquarters, the regiment leader? Training staff? Confidential documents? Shen Rusong was not interested in asking more questions. He suddenly lost interest in whether he might get second-class or third-class merit.
"I don't think I'm qualified to receive this credit..."
Chen Xiaoxiang just sat down and took out a small bottle of wine to take a sip to relieve her anger. When the small wine reached her mouth, she almost spat it out when she heard this. She almost jumped up on the spot.
This time she did not curse, but narrowed her eyes, stared at Shen Rusong with a clearly dangerous look, and said coldly: "Shen Rusong, what do you mean? You think you are not qualified, what's the matter, am I qualified? Am I not qualified enough?"
"In your opinion, what is glory? Armed parades and armed target shooting are glory? Or are you suffering from some kind of hysteria? You feel that you are a young hero and cannot tolerate a trace of stain? Huh? What do you mean?"
At the end of the sentence, Chen Xiaoxiang's voice became shrill. She stood up suddenly, clenched her teeth and clenched her fists. She had a sullen face. If Shen Rusong hadn't been injured at this time, she might have really wanted to teach this. Let’s take a look at the color of something that doesn’t know what’s good or bad.
Shen Rusong smiled bitterly, turned sideways and took out an envelope from the bedside table, turned it over and faced Chen Xiaoxiang, letting her see clearly that it was a letter addressed to Liu Youcheng, who died in his class. Then, Shen Rusong said slowly: "I don't mean what you think. I mean, instead of giving the credit back to me, it's better to give the credit back to the brothers who sacrificed their lives."
"Zhao Si, Liu Youcheng, Yan Huihui who was seriously injured in Xinjie's class, and other brothers and sisters who were seriously injured and died."
"I'm alive, thank God for blessing. I don't have much to do. I can get out of bed and go back to the army in half a month. There are many opportunities. They have no chance. I have a military honor, and the remuneration will be better when I go back to work. Especially It's Yan Huihui, she must be going..."
Chen Xiaoxiang interrupted the conversation and said decisively: "Shen Rusong, what the hell do you think of military merit? You just give in if you want? God is blessing you now, who are you standing on the dry bank to give alms to? I listen You said you saved some Raushi tribesman before. Little girl, what are you thinking about? You also gave your old military uniform to this little brat. Let me ask you, have you removed the logo on the military uniform?"
Seeing that Shen Rusong remained silent, Chen Xiaoxiang came over, punched the cement wall with his fist, and said in a cold voice, "I'm asking you a question!"
"Pull it out."
There was a fist mark on the wall, and there were blood marks on Chen Xiaoxiang's knuckles. She stepped back, leaned against the wall with her arms folded, sneered, and said sarcastically: "You are generous, you are a saint, you are selfless, I am dishonorable, I'm just a beggar, is that what you mean? Okay! You fucking don't need to explain! That's what you meant to me! With military merit, priority in transfers and more subsidies, you have lost a good reputation, conscience It’s settled, you think so?”
Shen Rusong rubbed the letter in his hand and remained silent.
"You deserve to be lying here. It's just a matter of three things. How many lives have you lost? You might as well die now. I will give you my credit as well. I can scrape together enough first-class merit for you. How about accompanying Company Commander Xia!"
Hearing this, Liu Zixu, who had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened the quilt and shouted: "You stinky bitch, what are you talking about!"
Chen Xiaoxiang turned his head sharply, his frightening eyes immediately fixed on Liu Zixu, who choked on his words and shrank back.
"Shen Rusong, you think you just hurt your brain. I have the right to think you are talking nonsense. Now think of me as asking you on behalf of the regiment. Anyway, I will be asked in the subsequent review."
Chen Xiaoxiang had a tall figure, and the light cast her figure on the snow-white sheets. Her blinking eyes sometimes surpassed the dim light. She put down her hands, hung them by her waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "This skill, you What kind of attitude is this!”
