Autumn 1941.
On the edge of Yunnan, Chanda.
"Let me practice a unique skill for you. Use your nose to suck the vermicelli sticks."
Pa~
The sound of a hand slapping the back of the head.
"Hit me again."
Pa~
"Hit me again."
Pa~
The sound got louder.
"Idiot, let me hit you a few times, Idiot..."
"..."
Lin Yue blinked and looked at the roof covered with dust and cobwebs. Dots of skylight filtered into the room through the gaps in the tiles. The crackle of firewood came from the corner, making the room smoky.
The person who just spoke... seems to be Shanxi Bing Kang Huoyan (nicknamed Kang Ya). This guy has always been a chicken thief. quick.
Lin Yue stretched out his hand in front of him and looked at it. There were yellow calluses a little above the palm. The skin texture was embedded with a layer of gray. The nails were almost black. There were many flesh thorns on the lower edge due to lack of vitamins, which looked a bit unsightly.
At this time, something small seemed to be crawling above his lower back. He reached out and scratched it. It didn't matter, but his right shoulder and left rib began to itch.
"Made, is this a place where people live?"
He stood up from the broken wooden board covered with straw, took a look at the dirty military uniform, put it under his nose and smelled it. The sour smell almost made him vomit.
"Hey, Mr. Lin is awake." A voice came from behind: "As you said, this is not a place where people live. You have been lying on that board for more than half a month. What? You have had enough sleep now. , how about I switch with you?"
He clearly remembered that the scene where Shanxi soldier Kang Ya was slapped on the head by veterinarian Hao Xichuan appeared at the beginning of the TV series, which meant that he was currently in the receiving station for broken soldiers in Zenda, an ancient town in the southwest border, and the person who just called him Lin Zuo...
In the whole cannon fodder group, except for the dead cripple Meng Fanfei, who else can be so venomous.
"It belongs to your second uncle."
He turned back to look at the cripple across from him with a treacherous look on his face: "I'll keep beating you up."
As he spoke, a picture flashed through his mind. On a night of heavy rain, Meng Fanlian woke up from his sleep due to the rainwater leaking from the roof. His pants were soaked, as if he had wet the bed.
"Don't talk like us Northeasterners." Two meters away, Milong, a soldier from the Northeast, put down his hand on Tianling Gai and looked at him with an unhappy expression.
"I just learned how to do it." Lin Yue said: "Don't you want to beat this and that to death all day long? Come on, if you can, beat me to death."
"You weakling, I'm going to beat you to death today." The guy got up from the bed and rolled up his sleeves as he spoke.
"There's a good show to watch today."
"These two have been fighting each other for more than a month. They just talk about it and don't practice every day, and I haven't seen anyone beating the other to death."
The people nearby were making noises.
"Okay, okay, you two, stop making trouble, Goose has something to announce..." Hao Xichuan, a military doctor or a veterinarian, walked between the two of them: "We are about to be reorganized, very soon."
"Tear your balls."
"That's what you went there to do. Goose is serious. After all, Goose is the only doctor in this place."
"Veterinarian..."
"Okay, Goose is a veterinarian. You are patients, come to Goose for treatment, even if you say Goose is a gynecologist. Really, don't talk nonsense."
Veterinarian Hao stood in the middle of the crowd wearing a worn-out military hat. The beard around his mouth was as unkempt as weeds.
"The officer is here to investigate and understand the health of our defeated soldiers. He also said that he would come again, saying that there was going to be a war."
The word "war" seemed to have magic power. Everyone who had been smiling playfully stopped their smiles, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.
Unlike Meng Fanle, Kang Ya and others, Lin Yue followed the veterinarian out of the room, walked to the water urn in the corner of the yard and peeked in.
The dark face has dry skin, a sparse mustache and a dirty face. The only thing that can be comforted is that the hair is not messed up.
This time I’m not pretending to be anyone, I’m still wearing one.
After confirming that the face reflected in the water was his own, he went to sort out his identity.
Lin Yue was from Wuhan, Hubei. His parents and sister were killed in a Japanese air raid. A year later, he joined the army with hatred for the Japanese. Because the fighting was very fierce, he was promoted from second lieutenant deputy platoon leader to lieutenant platoon leader in more than half a year.
Half a year ago, his regiment was ambushed by the enemy and suffered heavy losses. After paying the price of nearly 80% casualties, the commander issued a retreat order. At the beginning, everyone could move in an orderly manner until news of the loss of the defense line came from the front and they fled. happened.
Because Lin Yue rescued a wounded man on the road, he was hindered by his failure to catch up with the main force. A few days later, the wounded man died of lung infection. He began to flee south, and then came to Zenda, where he mixed with the cannon fodder regiment. Together.
The person with the highest military rank among this group of people is Lin Yi, who has not been baptized by the fire of war. Then there are Lin Yue and Meng Fan, a lieutenant platoon leader and a lieutenant deputy company commander. In comparison, Lin Yue and Meng Fan are two years old. The young officer with the brightest future in the asylum.
Of course, that's assuming he didn't die at the gunpoint of the Japanese.
During these days in the shelter, Lin Yue often boasted about his rapid promotion, denounced Meng Zizi's old story of being a deserter, and said that he would be promoted to company commander, battalion commander, regiment commander, and division commander, becoming the youngest combatant. General.
When Meng was annoyed, he used the three words "Lin Zuo" to insult him, and it became a nickname over and over again.
As for the grievances with Mi Long, it’s not really a big deal. That guy loves to bully Ah Yi and call him a coward all the time. Lin Yue’s surname is Lin, and Lin Yi’s surname is Lin. They are the same family as they were five hundred years ago. To be fair, Ah Yi shows off in a high-profile manner, while Uncle Mi shows off his wealth in a low-key manner. Ah Yi loves his medals, so you bring your watch, and everyone will see through it without telling anyone, so don’t blame anyone.
Okay, now we have a feud.
Lin Yue's daily life at the shelter consisted of bickering and fighting with Meng Fanglia, and glaring at Mi Long.
"Come on, come on, come on, give way." Veterinarian Hao came over with a wooden bucket: "You said that you, a kid, look into a basin of water every day, and you have been looking at the same face for more than 20 years, and you haven't seen it yet. Have you seen enough?"
"Kaoru didn't see enough and I want you to take care of it."
"Learn what others say every day, no matter how big or small." Vet Hao pushed him away, scooped a few ladles of water from the urn into the bucket, picked it up and walked back.
Lin Yue looked at his back and smiled, then turned and walked outside.
"It's time to eat, what are you doing here, kid?"
"You guys can eat first and don't worry about me."
What meal?
Boiled vermicelli with salted green vegetables, and you'll feel a bird in your mouth when you eat it. It's still a good meal, and you don't even have to eat vermicelli when you're in a pinch.
When Lin Yue walked to the door, he stopped and glanced at the room with better conditions on the right. Some herbs were drying at the door. The wounded man with no arm and head wrapped in gauze was sitting on the steps, leaning on the doorpost and looking expressionlessly. In the sky, a private with his right eye blinded waved away the flies that landed on the blood stains on the bandage. Perhaps he moved a little too much and pulled the wound, showing a painful expression on his face.
"ah……"
"Veterinarian, you bastard!"
At this time, Meng Fanle's screams came from behind, and it seemed that it was time to apply medicine again.
Lin Yue shook his head, stepped out of the shelter, and walked towards the forest outside the town.
The most urgent thing now is to solve the problem of food and drink and improve his life. He really can't eat the food provided in the shelter, although he has been living like this for many days according to the setting.
