Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Wang Jun relaxed and seemed to have all his strength drained from his body. It took him a long time before he stood up from the ground with difficulty.
"Who is still alive? Squeak!" The veteran who was not dead shouted to Wang Jun, "I am not dead yet!" Wang Jun responded and ran towards the third platoon leader and the veteran. there.
The three of them were silent, sitting around the open space scattered with the broken limbs of Vietnamese people, and time seemed to have stopped.
After a long time, the third platoon leader took out a box of cigarettes from the pocket of his military uniform. He took out two crumpled cigarettes from the almost crushed cigarette box and handed them to the veteran and Wang Jun.
Three dark red cigarette butts flashed in the dead night. The three smoked but no one said a word. The last three platoon leaders pinched the cigarette butts and stubbed them out on the ground below their buttocks.
"Hey! That old man's body is broken. Forget it. You go dig a hole and bury that little man." The third platoon leader pointed a finger at the veteran and said, and the veteran sighed after hearing this. After flicking the cigarette butt in his hand, he stood up and walked into the darkness in the distance.
"I'm going to help." Wang Jun stood up sadly. The third platoon leader glanced at him and waved his hand expressionlessly. Wang Jun and the veteran simply dug a hole and buried the recruit. After doing all this, they returned to the third platoon leader.
"Let's go! Let's go to the village and have a look. The people are gone for a while. Let's collect some food and then go back." After saying that, the third platoon leader stood up and walked towards the quiet little village first.
Wang Jun and the veteran followed the third platoon leader closely, and the three of them walked into the village at a steady pace. "Separately search, be more careful, and keep a fresh eye." The third platoon leader warned, and the three of them searched separately. got up.
Wang Jun walked into a dilapidated small courtyard with a gun. There were overgrown weeds under the surrounding earthen walls. A thatched house in the middle of the small courtyard was obviously in disrepair and was about to collapse.
Wang Jun stood in the middle of the small courtyard and stopped. He listened for a while and made sure there was no unusual noise. Then he walked into the thatched house extremely cautiously.
After searching in the thatched house for a long time, I didn't get much. I only found half a bag of grain and a worn-out flashlight. It looked like the flashlight that had been used for many years was still working. Wang Jun, who found nothing more, turned around and left.
Suddenly, a baby's cry came from behind the thatched house, "Fuck! There's someone!" Wang Jun cursed, dropped half a bag of food, picked up his gun and ran towards the back of the thatched house.
Although the baby's cry was only one, it was extremely loud in this silent night. Fortunately, Wang Jun had a flashlight in his hand, and after some searching, he finally found the clue.
In a very hidden corner behind the thatched house, Wang Jun found the entrance to a cellar. He kicked open an old water tank blocking the entrance, and then Wang Jun held a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, shining into the cellar.
He suddenly saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on the ground against the wall of the cellar. The woman was holding a baby under one year old in her arms. Because the woman wanted to breastfeed the child just now, her clothes on her chest were open. On.
At this moment, Wang Jun was only a boy of eighteen or nineteen. He had never seen such an exciting and erotic scene before. He was stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment. It took a while before Wang Jun came back to his senses, "Fuck! Come out!" Wang Jun scolded the woman in the cellar. The woman did not move, but the child in her arms was frightened by Wang Jun's harsh scolding and started crying. "
Hold! come out! Talking about you! "Wang Jun shouted again and asked the woman to come out. After a long time, the woman slowly crawled out of the cellar.
Under the bright moonlight, Wang Jun could barely see the woman's appearance. The woman with disheveled hair was covered in dirt, and her age could be vaguely judged.
The woman in front of me couldn't be more than thirty years old. She had a good figure, and her protrusion and back were extremely attractive. Especially because her clothes were open on her chest, Wang Jun, a hot-blooded young man, immediately felt unusual after taking one look at her. reaction.
The wide-eyed Wang Jun swallowed hard, gritted his teeth and continued to order sternly: "Squat down! Squat down!" The woman looked at the foreign man holding a gun with cold eyes, obviously she didn't understand. What is Wang Jun talking about.
Wang Jun had no choice but to gesture to the woman to squat down. After gesticulating for a long time, the woman seemed to understand. Without crying or screaming, she hugged the child tightly and squatted on the ground obediently.
Wang Jun held the gun and didn't know what to do with his prisoner for a while. He thought about it and decided to wait for a while. The third platoon leader came and asked him what to do.
"Hey! There is a girl here who didn't run away." Suddenly the veteran's voice came from behind Wang Jun. When Wang Jun turned around, he saw the veteran also holding a gun and coming around from the thatched house.
As soon as Wang Jun saw the veteran coming, he immediately had a backbone, "Brother, there is a woman here, what should I do?" He immediately asked a question. The veteran did not say anything, walked slowly to the Vietnamese woman, and bent down. He grabbed the woman's hair and slowly pulled her face up.
"Hey! He's a little dirty, but he looks pretty good." The veteran who commented stood up, looked back at the still dumbfounded recruit Danzi and said leisurely, "Xiao Wang, what do you mean? What should be done?" The veteran's words made Wang Jun unsure of how to answer. He shook his head and said he didn't know.
"Hehe! According to the rules, our army's tradition is to give preferential treatment to prisoners, but as you know the current situation, we ourselves can hardly afford to be happy, and we are still giving preferential treatment to the prisoners!"
The veteran paused for a moment, then continued to guide Wang Jun's thinking: "Also, just now, that old man was blown into pieces right in front of your eyes, and that recruit's head was... The rest is half fucked, who did it all? I ask you who did it!" Wang Jun was left speechless when questioned by the veteran.
"They are all Vietnamese ghosts." Wang Jun said tremblingly, "Hey! Now you know what to do. She is a prisoner and an enemy! For possession, for the brothers who share life and death, revenge!" The veteran roared viciously. He stood up and pointed at the Vietnamese woman squatting on the ground.
"But, but she is a woman, and she has a child in her arms. Do we want to massacre women and children?" Wang Jun asked weakly, his hand holding the gun trembling.
"Otherwise, are you going to keep this Vietnamese woman and shoot at us with an automatic rifle? Are you going to keep this little brat when he grows up and throw grenades at us?" The veteran's words were loud, and Wang Jun, who rebutted, turned pale and was speechless. .
The veteran was speechless when he saw Wang Jun, a new recruit, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "Brother, this is war, who the hell is a good guy here! Who the hell will remember where you and I will die tomorrow?" Who are we?" The veteran, who was venting his fear, also roared hysterically.
