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Zeng Xinlin was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Chen's impatient expression, and sighed. The young face that experienced a lot of wind and frost has a maturity that is not consistent with his age. Martial arts skills, excellent training, was directly transferred to the field regiment of the 32nd Division of the Southwest. To put it simply, it is special forces, specializing in plateau operations. Squatting on the southwest side every day, not because of drug smuggling and human trafficking The fight with drug lords was due to some territorial disputes with the army of several countries in the southwest.

Now think of it, I am lucky to be able to sit here alive without missing arms and legs.Ruoxi, did you know that once they confronted the Indian army in a canyon, and their back-up supplies came faster than we thought, and they even followed the artillery.At that time, our company consisted of 17 or 8 people. The opponent said less than a hundred enemies, but we relied on a few machine guns to resist.

The Indian army is notoriously timid, but the bullets it can shoot will not be long-eyed.Because the supply route was far away, the weapon delivery was not as fast as them, and once their artillery came over, we could only go back.But the command in the division was to never withdraw from the canyon. At that time, our company commander was anxious and directly carried the powerful explosives into the woods. When the other party was not paying attention, he threw the explosives from behind them. !Blow up the two artillery pieces of the bastards!"

Although it was a very simple description, Zeng Xinlin was very devoted and made Lin Ruoxi feel as if he was there. He was a little excited by the urgent situation at that time and asked, "Did your company commander not be found?"

Zeng Xinlin said sadly: "How could it not be found that our company commander was directly shot by several Indian army monkeys into a horse honeycomb, and even the bone residue was smashed."

"very pitiful."

"Poor, being a soldier, dying is luck, and dying is life." Zeng Xinlin grinned boldly: "If you don't know the creek, then our entire company was crazy, and when the company commander died, he went straight in." In the woods next to it, the two hundred gunmen who were riding the Indian army were having headaches for the two lost artillery, and they were directly inserted into the middle of their group.

I remember that at that time, there were bullets flying through my ears. I felt hot and hurt. The two comrades around me watched them fall down. They still held the machine gun trigger before death, and some people were directly hit. After seeing the eyes, I still dream of the death."

Lin Ruoxi seemed to be infected with the passion of that scene, and asked, "Have you avenged your company commander?"

"Reported, we played that small battle for an hour and a half, and finally it was only me and another comrade who walked out of the Linzi, everyone else died and the enemy died." Zeng Xinlin exhaled for a long time, very seriously: "At that time, we didn't care about life or death at all, and there was a thought in our heads, that is, to avenge our company commander, bleeding and breaking his head, it was completely forgotten, and now I think of it, it is really unforgettable.

Zeng Xinlin's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had fallen into that hearty, bloody memory, and Lin Ruoxi, who listened attentively, also showed a certain sense of sadness.

"Did you say enough? Can you stop him from farting?"

Suddenly, Yang Chen, who had been muffled, raised his head and looked at Zeng Xinlin coldly.

"What are you talking about?" Zeng Xinlin asked with a bit of disapproval.

Lin Ruoxi had just been immersed in the picture that made her yearn and admire. Yang Chen ’s sudden vulgar words made her very unhappy, and asked: "How come Yang Chen, why do you talk to the senior in this tone?"

Yang Chen slowly stood up from the sofa and sneered: "Why do you talk like this? Because your senior is farting!"

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

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

Lin Ruoxi stood up and shouted: "Yang Chen, stop! Finish talking! I don't allow you to be so rude to my seniors!"

Yang Chen sighed for a long time, turned around and looked at Lin Ruoxi, but this was the one that made Lin Ruoxi feel cold all over his body.

She had never seen Yang Chen show such eyes, desolate, sad, desperate, empty, gray, as if it were a bottomless cave, so haunting.

Lin Ruoxi froze.

Zeng Xinlin didn't notice. At this moment, he also stood up and stood up his majestic chest, staring at Yang Chen with staring eyes. This mediocre man who was not competitive at all seemed to him to become Lin Ruoxi. Husband, he could not accept it at all.But he knew that the impetuous and unreasonable way would make a woman like Lin Ruoxi very disgusted, so he decided to slowly let Lin Ruoxi lean on his side.

However, slowly, does not mean that he can tolerate this "small." The man can provoke him!

Yang Chen closed his eyes, and the complex eyes also dissipated. The rest was full of teasing expressions, and he said to a pair of awe-inspiring Zeng Xinlin: "Zeng Senior, please allow me to be honest, you In my eyes, those so-called bloody battlefield career stories are simply fairy tales of children playing and playing with themselves. "

"What are you talking about." Zeng Xinlin's eyes had burst into flames.

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

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

Yang Chen took a deep breath and said in a calm tone: "There is loess everywhere, there is silt everywhere, your whole body is up and down, except blood is sweat, no water, no food. There is no complete person lying down beside you It ’s either hands, feet, head, or viscera. You ca n’t tell if they are your comrade-in-arms or your enemies. In addition to the sound of mortar artillery explosions and bullets, your ears are so soft that they fart.

If you throw your head a little bit, you might get a grenade just hitting your head. Even if you do n’t move, you will have shells hitting your trench.In the last second, you never know that in the next second you will be missing a leg, without an arm, or even how you die.

When you see anything live on the opposite side, no matter what, your first reaction is to shoot, even if he is a civilian!enemy!Still yourself!Go to his humanitarianism!Go to the battlefield without hurting civilians!As long as you stand opposite you, you have to die!

When you see your comrades who are getting along with you fall by your side, and see that your chief and good brothers are crushed by the enemy's artillery fire, you have no sorrow, no joy, no feeling, only one emotion!That's fortunately not me!!

When you can't even take care of your own life, life and death have become an unpredictable moment, whoever has the time to manage others' life and death!revenge?That's all fools do!Can't fight and escape!If you can fight, you must keep yourself alive!People are alive, they can have everything, people are dead, is everything nonsense!"

At the end of the day, Yang Chen almost screamed and said these words. The tone of Zheng Zheng not only made Lin Ruoxi speechless, but even Zeng Xinlin, who was just full of turbulent flames, didn't know why, his back was cold.

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

"Only the people who destroy humanity are the battlefield. The farts you said are all shown to the pupils in the movie." Yang Chen finished and strode out of the house.

He needed to buy a pack of cigarettes as soon as possible, and drove once on the high speed. His violent emotion made him depressed.

When I walked out of the door, the mother who had just returned from shopping just saw Yang Chen, but before she greeted Yang Chen, she saw Yang Chen quickly dig into the car, and the car roared and drove out.

Mother Wang felt weird. When she walked into the villa, she was dumbfounded.

Lin Ruoxi and Zeng Xinlin stood in the living room, stunned, as if lost their souls

Yang Chen drove to the nearest store and bought two packs of the most inferior tobacco. After getting up with the cigarettes, he returned to the car. After the car started, he drove towards the high speed around the city.

At night, the traffic flow is extremely scarce on the highway. M3 is like a lightning in the night, roaring and swaying and surpassing other vehicles.

After ten minutes passed, Yang Chen finished smoking three cigarettes, and felt a lot more comfortable. He randomly found an intersection to get off the highway, and found an empty place to park the car.

Going out of the car door, Yang Chen looked at the shining moon in the sky and smiled ridiculously. Even for the boring speech of Zeng Xinlin, he also produced such a large emotional fluctuation, which is really not worth it. Although his mind is much more peaceful than the past, but the distance It's still a long way to control the state of your emotions, especially in the face of sensitive topics, it is still difficult to contain.

Thoughts calmed down, Yang Chen noticed where he parked, and looked to both sides. He was stunned for a while. It turned out to be the riverside food stall that had accompanied Mo Qianni twice before. The brightly lit riverside path was not far away. , Indicating that the food stalls at this moment are still booming.

After drinking a belly at night, I went home and talked to Zeng Xinlin again. Yang Chen felt that he was hungry. He suddenly missed the fragrant food stall that Mo Qianni brought himself to eat, so he moved slowly towards his memory. Walked past.

After more than two minutes, Yang Chen came to the little change of Xiangsao ’s food stall, and Xiangsao, who was wearing a red apron, was sweating on her forehead. When Yang Chen came, she immediately recognized it and greeted enthusiastically: " Is n’t this Xiao Yang? You ’re here for Nizi! "

Yang Chen was a little puzzled by Xiangsao's hello, but in the direction pointed by Xiangsao, she suddenly saw that Mo Qianni, who was wearing a black polka-dot dress on a white background, was sitting at a stall In the corner, one person, one side dish, leisurely added sorghum wine to himself.

Mo Qianni's posture is very elegant, even if she is alone, eating the most ordinary rough food stalls, throwing her hands up, as if drinking thousands of bottles of aged dry red, eating top quality caviar than gold.

Yang Chen couldn't help but think of a sentence: a lonely woman like smoke.