The two boys, Shi Liang and Yang Hao, were nesting in the bushes at the moment, staring at the battle that looked like fireworks blooming in the sky. They didn't realize that there was a man beside them with a spirit of excitement. The lost man's rickety body stumbled through the bushes where the two of them were hiding.
"Ah!" Yang Hao jumped up suddenly, and then shouted, "You stepped on my foot!" This voice suddenly brought Shi Liang back to his eyes. However, the rickety man seemed not to hear the call at all and did not stop. He was probably frightened by the battle in the sky and disappeared into the jungle on the roadside with his hands and feet intact.
Shi Liang, who had just come to his senses, could not see the man's appearance clearly. He just glanced at him with his peripheral vision and seemed to see a pair of empty dark purple eyes of the man.
"You are so stupid and brave!" Yang Hao patted the shoe print on his calf angrily, "The battle in the sky just now was really cool. Did you see where the red light came from at the end?"
"I don't know. Do you think those armored soldiers who just fell are dead?"
"It's probably quite annoying. It seems that we will also make the same, um, sacrifice in the future."
"Maybe, are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid, my hands are still shaking, but I'm even more afraid of going hungry. Don't forget how the third boy died."
Of course Shi Liang would not forget that during the famine seven years ago, the seventh uncle of the Yang family cooked his grandson and tricked Shi Liang into eating meat at his house. When the cannibal demon was about to attack him with a knife, he was knocked over by Yang Hao who was looking for someone. His cry shocked the whole village, and everyone was able to save him.
The man-eating Yang Laoqi was eventually beaten to death by the clan leader and hung in the village for seven days. But the ghost lingered, and it became a nightmare for all the children in Yangjiawan, especially Shi Liang at midnight.
In the past two years, when his second uncle returned to his hometown, he took good care of Shi Liang and lived a better life, but the scars on his waist and abdomen always reminded him of how terrifying it was to be hungry. He and Yang Hao were both too scared to eat while pointing to the sky, so they begged their second uncle to take them to join the army.
At this time, the road outside Yujie Post had been completely blocked by the group of red-armored soldiers who had not gone to the front line and the yellow-clad Begonia soldiers who came out from the post office. Only the light green-clad soldiers carrying the stretcher were able to enter and leave the place. Jasmine meets the healers and guards in gray. Since the alarm started, everyone at the station has been working hard. From rescuing the wounded, cleaning the battlefield, counting battle losses, and appeasing their families, the entire Yujie Station has changed from its peaceful past, like a fully wound machine running at high speed.
"Uncle!" Shi Liang raised his hand, shook his body, and shouted, "I, Xiaoliang!" He and Yang Hao had been stopped by the roadside for almost an hour. No matter how Shi Liang explained, the red-armored warrior did not Pay attention and let go. After finally waiting for his second uncle to walk out of the camp gate, he was naturally very excited.
The bearded general who had just commanded calmly turned around when he heard the sound, grinned and said: "Hey, Xiaoliang is here, I don't have time to greet you, go to the Haitang Club to report by yourself, Xiaowu! You make arrangements." As he said that, he kept walking. , leaving behind a uniformed soldier with two pointed yellow flames embroidered on his left chest, he hurriedly entered the post office.
The regular soldier named Xiao Wu waited for the officer to leave, then waved his hand to let the red-armored soldiers pass.
"Hello, my name is Wu Kai, follow me." Wu Kai didn't say much and led the two of them into the post office.
The entrance hall of the post office is tall, but the interior is not very spacious. After walking through the courtyard, there is a nave that is three feet long and two feet wide. There are two single rooms on the left and right of the nave. The four flowers of Begonia, Jasmine, Nanhua and Orchid are embossed on the door. Seal corresponds to the management of affairs in all directions. Behind the inner wall of the central hall should be the office of the supervisor. The voice of Shi Liang's second uncle Shi Guangzhong was loud and vaguely audible, so the inner hall should not be too big.
Not long after Shi and Yang followed Wu Kai into the Haitang House, they walked out holding a wooden identity card. At this time, the Wu Kai people had disappeared, and the two had no choice but to follow a Haitang scholar in yellow who was waiting outside the door, passed through the small door next to the courtyard of the Yi Yamen, and came to the Haitang Guild Hall next door. After another round of physical examination, measuring clothes and other trivial matters, it was already dusk after finishing everything, so the two of them went home without seeing their second uncle.
Ten days later, Yujie Station has returned to normal traffic.
Today is the day for new recruits to report. Yang Hao took Shi Liang to say goodbye to his family early in the morning and rushed to the Haitang Club. Perhaps because of the heavy casualties in the previous battle, more new recruits were recruited this time than in the past.
Compared with the Yi Yamen, the clubhouse has one less central hall, and the courtyard is naturally larger. However, now that eighteen young men were squeezed in at once, it was still a bit crowded.
At this moment, under the guidance of a veteran in yellow who was responsible for the reception, a group of newcomers divided into two lines and stood in a formation in the courtyard. At this time, they had all changed into light yellow training clothes, and the begonia buds embroidered on their chests seemed to symbolize their youth. Seeing that everything had been arranged, the veteran walked into the inner room by himself. After waiting for a long time, a red-armored soldier walked out of the room carrying a linen bag.
"Everyone is here! Stand at attention." The new recruits suddenly straightened their backs, but because they had not yet experienced training, the queue looked somewhat chaotic. The soldier didn't mind. He took out a silver medal pendant from his shoulder pocket and continued, "Today is your first day of enlistment. When your name is called, come forward and receive your identity plate! Shi Liang!"
Shi Liang was the first to run to the front of the team. The soldier probably wanted to set a demonstration and personally helped him hang the pendant around his neck. Then he turned to face the crowd, pointed to the numbers on the nameplate and continued: "There are numbers on the nameplate. , will be your codename in this team from now on. Once you put it on, you will no longer have your own name! Nine-two-three, return to the team!" With that, he signaled Shi Liang to return to the team, and then started his roll call.
After all the personnel put on their nameplates and returned to the queue, the soldier continued: "Today, remember a word for the labor and management, wear the nameplate, and you will not take it off until you die. There are only two ways to leave the Haitang Club. One is to do the same as me. Wearing red armor and walking out, one is covered with white cloth and goes out lying down." After speaking, he deliberately paused, as if to give the newcomers some time to digest, and then continued: "Now we are all here, familiar with the numbers, eating , we have not gathered for formal training yet, let me give you a piece of advice, you can have a full meal! I am your instructor 573, dismissed!" After saying that, he ignored the newcomers' reaction and walked out of the courtyard on his own.
As soon as the instructor left, the young guys' social enthusiasm was ignited. Everyone talked to each other and quickly formed a small group chatting happily.
"Jiu23, let's go and grab a seat. These are Jiu31 and Jiu32 from the village next to us. They are brothers." Yang Hao introduced the new companions. Without stopping his hands and feet, he looked expectantly. He grabbed Shi Liang and ran to the dining hall. The reason why they arrived an hour early this morning was to hit the spot early, and they were even more familiar with the road at this time.
Shi Liang hurriedly greeted the two at the same time, and was half-pulled and half-dragged towards the canteen. The four of them had just occupied a table closest to the kitchen and sat down. Many young men with quick minds followed them. After a while, there were more people in the dining hall.
At this time, there was still a while before dinner started, and the four of them exchanged names with each other. Geng Er and Geng San's parents were both farmers. They passed away a few years ago. Since then, their brother and sister-in-law have been providing food. When the two men got older, they didn't want to burden their brother and sister-in-law anymore, so they signed up to join the army. However, from the words of the two brothers, in addition to their nostalgia for their elder brother, they also felt that the real reason was that they were despised by their sister-in-law and enlisted in the army angrily. Naturally, the two brothers also listened to Suizuihao's eloquent talk about boasting about his family background. When he mentioned that Uncle Shi Liang was the director of the Yujie Post, their eyes clearly showed a hint of respect and friendship. Seeing that the four people at the table were chatting enthusiastically, other young people naturally came closer to join the group, and occasionally broke into the chat with a little enthusiasm. Naturally, there were also many colleagues and nephews of the second uncle of the Shi family who took the initiative to befriend Shi Liang.
Before I knew it, it was dinner time. When several fat chefs walked out of the back kitchen carrying buckets full of food, the lively and lively atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed direction. Eighteen young men rushed to get first. Forget about intimacy. The food was plentiful, and the food disappeared at the speed of light. After seven or eight rounds of tossing in and out, the fat chef's oil robe had already been soaked with sweat and clung to his body wetly.
"Dang" "Dang" the assembly bell rang, and everyone who had just thought about chatting for a while after eating, stood up one by one and ran out in a hurry.
At this time, the instructor who was already waiting in the middle did not put on the red armor from the morning, but changed into a red training uniform. Different from the recruits' egg-shaped begonia buds, there was a single-pointed yellow flame embroidered on his chest. At the same time, the instructor also replaced the linen bag on his back and replaced it with a thin bamboo stick held behind his back.
