Chapter 135 [The Real Battlefield]

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Zeng Xinlin didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Chen's impatient expression at all, and sighed, the young face that had experienced a lot of wind and frost had a maturity that didn't match his age, "Yeah, fighting. I joined the army for less than half a year, because I already have some He has a good foundation in martial arts, and he has been trained so well that he was directly transferred to the field regiment of the 32nd Southwest Division. To put it simply, they are special forces, specializing in plateau warfare. He squats on the southwestern border every day, not because of four drugs. Fighting against human trafficking and drug lords is because of some territorial disputes, fighting against the armies of those countries in the southwest.

Now that I think about it, I am lucky to be able to sit here alive without missing an arm or a tuǐ. Ruoxi, do you know that once when we confronted those Indian troops in a canyon, their backup supplies came faster than we thought, and they even came with a team of artillery. At that time, there were only seventeen or eight people in our company, and the other party had at least a hundred enemies, but we fought hard with a few machine guns on our backs.

The Indian army is notoriously timid, but the bullets it fires do not have eyes. Because the supply route is far away, the delivery of weapons is not as fast as theirs. Once their artillery hits, we can only retreat. But the order from the division headquarters is absolutely not to exit the canyon. At that time, our company commander was in a hurry, and directly carried Bao Lie Xìng to the woods, and secretly threw the bomb from behind them when the other party was not paying attention. go out! Blow up the two artillery pieces of those bastards! "

Although it was a very simple description, Zeng Xinlin was very involved in speaking, making Lin Ruoxi feel as if she was on the scene, feeling a little moved by the urgent situation at that time, and asked: "Then your company commander hasn't been discovered?"

Zeng Xinlin said sadly: "How could it not be discovered? Our company commander was directly swept into a hornet's nest by a few Indian monkeys, and even the bones were smashed..."

"very pitiful……"

"Not pitiful, as a soldier, not dying is luck, dying is fate." Zeng Xinlin grinned boldly: "Ruoxi, you don't know, at that time our entire company went crazy, and when the company commander died, he went straight into the They got into the woods next to them. The hundred or so people in the Indian army were all having a headache for the lost two artillery pieces, so they went straight to the middle of their group and beat them fiercely across the woods!

I remember that at that time, bullets flew past my ears, and I felt the burning pain. The two comrades around me watched them fall, and they were still holding the trigger of the machine gun before they died. One of them was directly blown up. In a blink of an eye, that death... I still dream about it to this day. "

Lin Ruoxi seemed to be affected by the passion of that scene, and asked, "Did you avenge your company commander?"

"Report, we fought that small battle for an hour and a half, and only me and another comrade in arms walked out of the woods in the end. Everyone else died...the enemy is also dead..." Zeng Xinlin let out a long breath, incomparable He said solemnly: "At that time, we didn't care about life and death at all, and there was only one thought in our minds, that is to avenge our company commander, who bleeds and cuts off his head, and I completely forgot about it. Now that I think about it, those days are really shocking." memorable……"

Zeng Xinlin's voice was deep and hoarse, as if she had fallen into that hearty and bloody memory, and Lin Ruoxi, who was listening carefully, also showed a somewhat disappointed expression.

"Have you said enough? Can you please stop farting?"

Suddenly, Yang Chen, who had been silent all this time, raised his head and looked at Zeng Xinlin coldly.

"What did you say!?" Zeng Xinlin asked displeasedly with his eyes burning.

Lin Ruoxi was still immersed in the scene that she yearned for and admired just now, but Yang Chen's sudden vulgar words made her very unhappy, and she asked scoldingly, "Yang Chen, why are you doing this, why are you talking to the senior in such a tone!?"

Yang Chen slowly stood up from the sofa, sneered and said, "Why are you talking like that? Because you, senior, are farting!"

"Mr. Yang, even if you are Ruoxi's husband, I can't tolerate you tarnishing the honor of our soldiers like this! You must give me a reasonable explanation!"

"Explain? Do you deserve to know?" Yang Chen sneered, turned around and wanted to leave.

Lin Ruoxi stood up, and shouted: "Yang Chen, stop! Finish your words! I won't allow you to be so rude to my senior!"

Yang Chen heaved a long sigh, turned around and glanced at Lin Ruoxi, but it was just this one glance that made Lin Ruoxi feel a chill in her bones...

She has never seen Yang Chen's eyes look like this before, desolate, sad, desperate, empty, gloomy, like a bottomless dream, that makes people feel haggard...

Lin Ruoxi was stunned.

But Zeng Xinlin didn't notice. At this moment, he had already stood up, raised his majestic chest, and looked at Yang Chen with burning eyes. In his opinion, this mediocre man who had no competitiveness at all would become Lin Ruoxi. Husband, he couldn't accept it. But he knew that an impatient and unreasonable way would make a woman like Lin Ruoxi very disgusted, so he decided to slowly let Lin Ruoxi lean towards his side.

But, slowly, it doesn't mean that he can tolerate this "little" man who can provoke him!

Yang Chen closed his eyes, and the complex gaze disappeared, leaving only a playful look, facing Zeng Xinlin who was looking majestic and awe-inspiring, he said: "Senior Zeng, please allow me to tell the truth , your so-called career stories on the bloody battlefield, in my eyes, are nothing more than fairy tales for children to play house and entertain themselves."

"What did you say?!" Zeng Xinlin's eyes sparkled.

Yang Chen was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "You don't know what a battlefield is at all, and you have never seen a real battlefield at all."

"Did Mr. Yang see it?" Zeng Xinlin said disdainfully.

Yang Chen took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone: "There is loess and sand everywhere, and your whole body is covered with blood and sweat. There is no water or food. There is not a whole person lying beside you. , Not hands and feet, but heads, internal organs. You can't tell whether they are your comrades-in-arms or your enemies. In addition to the explosion of mortar artillery, the sound of bullets in your ears is as soft as farting.

If you put your head up a little bit, maybe a grenade will hit you right on the head, and even if you stay still, there will be shells hitting your trench. In the last second, you never know that in the next second you will be short of a tuǐ, without an arm, and you will not even know how to die.

When you see anything alive on the opposite side, no matter what it is, your first reaction is to shoot, regardless of whether it is a civilian! enemy! Still my own! Fuck his humanitarianism! Go to his battlefield without hurting civilians! As long as you stand opposite you, you will die!

When you see your comrades who have been with you day and night fall beside you, and see your commander and good brother being blown to pieces by the enemy's artillery fire, you will have no sadness, no joy, no feeling at all, and you have only one emotion! That's the one who died, luckily it wasn't me! !

When you can't even care about your own life, and life and death have become an elusive moment, who the hell still has time to care about other people's life and death! revenge? That's what fools do! Run away if you can't beat it! If you can beat it, let yourself live first! When a person is alive, he can have everything, but when a person is dead, he can have everything? It’s nonsense! "

When it came to the end, Yang Chen almost roared out these words. Not only was Lin Ruoxi moved and speechless, but even Zeng Xinlin, who was full of turbulent arrogance just now, had a chill down his spine for some reason...

What kind of Shura field is that, what kind of hell on earth is that?

"Only the one that destroys humanity is the battlefield. The bullshit you said was all shown in movies for elementary school students." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he strode out of the house.

He needs to buy a pack of cigarettes as soon as possible, and drive a speeding car once, and the violent emotion in his heart makes him feel depressed and uncomfortable.

When she walked out of the door, Wang Ma, who had just returned from shopping outside, happened to see Yang Chen, but before she could say hello to Yang Chen, she saw Yang Chen quickly get into the car, and the car drove out with a roar.

Wang Ma felt that it was a bit weird, and when she walked into the villa, she was a little dumbfounded.

Lin Ruoxi and Zeng Xinlin stood in the living room, dazed, as if they had lost their souls...

Yang Chen drove the car to the nearest small shop and bought the cheapest tobacco for two yuan. After putting on the cigarettes, he returned to the car. After the car started, it drove towards the city.

The traffic flow at night is extremely rare on the high road, and the m3 is like a lightning bolt in the night, whizzing and swaying from side to side to pass other vehicles.

After more than ten minutes passed, Yang Chen finished three cigarettes, and felt much better. He randomly found an intersection and got off the highway, and found an open space to park the car.

Walking out of the car door, Yang Chen looked at the bright moon in the sky, and smiled self-deprecatingly. It's really not worth it to have such a big emotional disturbance because of Zeng Xinlin's nonsense remarks. It seems that although his mood is much calmer than before, But it is still far from the realm of controlling one's emotions, especially in the face of sensitive topics, which are still difficult to contain.

After his thoughts calmed down, Yang Chen noticed the place where he parked. He looked to both sides, and was stunned for a moment. It turned out to be the food stall by the river that he had accompanied Mo Qianni twice before, and the brightly lit riverside path not far away. , indicating that the food stalls are still booming at the moment.

After drinking a lot of wine in the evening, and talking a lot with Zeng Xinlin when he returned home, Yang Chen felt that he was also hungry, and suddenly remembered the Xiangsao food stall that Mo Qianni brought him to eat, so he walked slowly towards the memory walked in the direction.

More than two minutes later, Yang Chen came to the food stall of Xiangsao, who hadn't changed much. The forehead of Xiangsao, who was wearing a red apron, was covered with sweat. When she saw Yang Chen coming, she immediately recognized it, and greeted her warmly: "Isn't this Xiao Yang? You are here to find Nizi!"

Yang Chen was puzzled by Mrs. Xiang's greeting, but following the direction Mrs. Xiang pointed, he suddenly saw Mo Qianni, who was wearing a black polka dot tunic on a white background, sitting at a food stall. In the corner, alone, with a table of side dishes, leisurely pouring sorghum wine for himself.

Mo Qianni's posture is very elegant, even if she is the only one, eating the most ordinary and rough food stalls, with every gesture, it is as if she is drinking thousands of bottles of aged dry red and eating top-grade caviar that is more expensive than gold.

Yang Chen couldn't help thinking of a sentence: A woman who is as lonely as smoke.