night

The enemy army came quickly, and the troops withdrew again and again, but they finally withdrew to them.

The night before the start of the war, the cooking team cooked pork for them, and each of them served a piece of pork in a bowl.Every day in Lianli, there is no oil or water, and the eyes glow green when seeing the meat, and the rice tastes extraordinarily delicious.

Fang Zhengqing touched Shen Xi quietly: "I see there is still pork in the kitchen, why haven't we cooked all of it?"

Shen Xi buried his head in dividing the meat with chopsticks, asked and answered: "That's for celebrating meritorious service." Then he clamped the meat to Fang Zhengqing, and continued: "The war is too difficult, and people have to live in this long period of despair. , there must be something to look forward to."

Fang Zhengqing picked up the meat: "I really can't have it this time. You will make a big effort tomorrow, so you have to eat it."

Shen Xi didn't speak again, Fang Zhengqing's stubborn temper also came up, and he was in a stalemate with him.

When the little mouse was packing up the dishes, it happened to pass by and booed: "Hey! Company Commander Xiao Fang wants to feed Company Commander Shen. Company Commander Shen is so lucky!"

Right now, Zhengqing Shen is neither, nor is Shu, so he has to explain in a hurry: "No, he, I am..."

This kind of joke is often made in the army. Everyone has a thick skin and laughed and laughed. The little mouse didn't expect Fang Zhengqing to have such a big reaction, so he watched it with interest.

The more anxious Fang Zhengqing became, the more he couldn't understand, his ears turned red with embarrassment, and he turned to Shen Xi for help.

Shen Xi glanced at the little mouse casually: "I want to feed it, is there any problem?"

"No, no," the little mouse shrank his head, touched his nose, and walked away dejectedly.

Only then did Fang Zhengqing heave a sigh of relief, his face was showing a faint tendency to cool down, he raised his eyes and peeked at Shen Xi, taking advantage of his inattention to return the meat to its original owner.Then, while poking the steamed buns with chopsticks, he complained to Shen Xi in a low voice: "There will be a war tomorrow, I don't think he is afraid at all, and he still has the intention to tease me."

This man is in his twenties and still so cute.Shen Xi endured and endured, but he still couldn't help touching Fang Zhengqing's head, and explained patiently: "It's just pretending to be relaxed. The little mouse has a younger brother, who was born in the year he joined the army. He has never met him, and he has always wanted to go back and see Look at his brother."

Then he pointed to the third platoon leader who was laughing so hard: "He has a fiancée, he has made an appointment, and now the girl is still waiting for him to go back and get married."

Fang Zhengqing listened intently with his chin in his hands, and asked, "What about you?"

"I...?" Shen Xi was taken aback by his question, thought for a while, and then said: "I have no regrets in living."

Fangzheng pursed his lips: "You can't do this."

Shen Xi asked him: "If I disappear, will you be sad?"

Fang Zhengqing stared wide-eyed, and answered firmly: "It will definitely!"

Shen Xi smiled: "Then I have to live well."

At dawn, a grenade opened the prelude to the war, and the 117th campaign officially started.That was Fang Zhengqing's first close contact with gunpowder smoke, blood, life and death.

At the beginning, the two sides were in the stage of mutual testing. Fang Zhengqing relied on his excellent command ability and overall awareness to make the company zero deaths and only a few wounded.The teacher specially called to show his appreciation.

Now the people in the army are not just accepting Fang Zhengqing, but when they talk about their little company commander Fang, they are full of admiration inside and out.

Fang Zhengqing was embarrassed by the praise, and wanted to ask Shen Xi to stop him, but turned around to find that Shen Xi was also listening with great interest, with a slight smile on his face.

The idiot smiled foolishly: "It's good to read more. When I have a baby in the future, I will let him study hard."

Someone booed: "Idiot, do you have a wife?"

The idiot was not convinced: "When the battle is over, I will go back and marry my wife!"

Everyone laughed, and Fang Zhengqing also laughed.

But in the mid-term, it's not so easy to play.In this battle, the enemy is strong and we are weak. They have to save bullets, mortars, and grenades, but the enemy army is different. They have enough ammunition, and they bomb every day. Only by eating and sleeping can they get some safety. .

The number of injured people was increasing day by day, and the medical soldiers were too busy. When eating, the little mouse took out a yellowed one-inch photo from the inner pocket of his clothes, which was sent to him by his younger brother when he was just born.Everyone in the army knows that the picture of the little mouse is very precious, and they will only take it out and touch it when they feel uncomfortable.

The little mouse stared at the photo and murmured: "I want my younger brother to study and become a knowledgeable and educated person like Company Commander Xiao Fang. It's best not to come to the front line."

No one answered the phone, the bloodshed these days has been too heavy, and no one knows where the teammate sitting next to you will be tomorrow.

If possible, no one wants to go to the battlefield, but the mountains and rivers are falling, the country will be lost, and the family will not survive.These people may have gray-haired parents, or children waiting to be fed, or wives and daughters eagerly looking forward to returning, but they finally came.Although his life and death are uncertain, since he is here, he is ready to bury his loyal bones here.

The three-row leader patted the little mouse on the shoulder: "It's okay, we will survive."