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The Fly (novel)

Pei Zhihai

一

The weather is like a melancholy woman soaked in Tang poetry and Song lyrics, miserable and miserable She was crying with grief. The continuous rain had been falling for more than half a month and it had not been enough. It had flooded all our trenches and she was not satisfied. She didn't know how long she would have to cry until she was satisfied. People died every day, some bodies were found, and some bodies were not found. They hid in the water and drank the turbid water until their bodies were as thick as cows, and then they emerged from the water. It was also covered with long-tailed maggots. There are long-tailed maggots everywhere. When I lie down beside the trench to sleep at night, they get into the hair, into the ears, and sometimes into the mouth, as if people like them very much, but have no idea that people actually disgust them to death. .

As soon as the rain stopped, the fighting started again. The cannonballs did not consult with us and fell down from the mountain in a daze. They were afraid that we didn’t know about it, so they started whistling from a distance and carried To the tune of hometown suona. I thought the music was good, so I tilted my head and put my ears out of the trench to listen for a while. The platoon leader grabbed me and pushed me to the edge of the trench, with my face pressed against the mud. There was a maggot with a long tail there, and my mouth almost broke. Come across it, it's not fun. The platoon leader asked me angrily: "Do you want to die?"

I then remembered that we are at war now. When I think of a war, the sound of those shells is unpleasant. They bark like dogs. Fear and the silence of summer make the dogs bark as loud as a gong. The dogs landed on the ground. There were winding trenches on the ground, and the trenches were filled with water up to their chests. Their voices were suddenly drowned by the water, as if they had let out a muffled fart, not arrogant at all. But some people are still afraid. I saw Zhang Sansheng from our village suddenly throw away the gun in his arms when the shells were about to fall, and plunged into the water with a sudden force. He thought he was hiding in the water, that The cannonball couldn't find him, but the cannonball also got into the water and pulled him out of the water. His body turned an ugly somersault in the air, and one leg even fell in front of us. He wasn't wearing any pants, and they were already soaked in water and turned white. I gulped, his legs were whiter than my wife's.

I just lay on the edge of the trench with my gun in my arms and missed my wife.

I feel like this woman doesn’t love me at all. When I left to serve as a soldier, she came to see me off at the entrance of the village with her baby in her arms. I originally thought that she would be reluctant to let me go and would shed a few tears to impress me for a while. But unexpectedly, she was very happy and felt that my being a soldier was very honorable and worthy of celebration. matter. Flowers were blooming on her face, and she smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth as if it was broken. She chased me from our house to the entrance of the village, and kept saying to me: "Dad, please go to the army and do a good job. Try to get the good news back as soon as possible!" Her voice was buzzing in my ears like flies. I agreed to her, but they still didn't let me go, they were still buzzing, making me scream. They all suffered from otitis media. For half a month, yellow pus was always flowing out of the ears. Of course I won't blame her. She doesn't understand anything. This is all caused by our district chief Liu Yuzhu. He has a good mouth and can turn dead people into living people. You have to admire this. I didn’t want to be a soldier at all, but when it came to his words, I became a typical example of voluntary soldiering. Liu Changgeng was a well-educated man, an apprentice in a medicine shop, and had no worries about food and clothing. He also took the initiative to serve as a soldier to protect the fruits of victory. , shouldn’t you poor and lower-middle peasants be soldiers? What kind of ideological awareness do you have? Compare yourself to others, you have divided the land, divided the landowners' free money, and the government has allowed you to live a good life. Are you still embarrassed not to become a soldier? Aren't you ungrateful? He said it many times, and the cadres in the district also learned it. Later, they used this word when mobilizing others to serve as soldiers. As time went by, even I became a little doubtful.

The enemy fired artillery shells for a long time, but we ignored them. Later they felt that it was no longer interesting and stopped firing.

Two

We started fighting at night. No one could hide this, so as soon as we started charging, the enemy knew about it, and they turned the whole sky red. Those densely packed bullets flew around like flies, and their wings were like blades. They cut branches, cut off people's ears, and sometimes drilled a hole in the head and took out all the white brains. These flies especially like blood, and when they land on them, they will bite out a pool of blood. I have to watch out for them.

The entire battlefield is extremely beautiful. The enemy's firepower points are everywhere. From a distance, they look like stars falling on the ground. As they slowly get closer, the eyes are full of screaming tongues of fire. Not as pretty as the stars. We don’t have heavy weapons, so we rely on explosive packs to blow them up one by one. We lay on the ground, mud flying everywhere, and a piece of mud even stuck to my face. It was warm and smelled of ammunition. I picked them off my face, then looked up and saw one of our soldiers rushing out holding an explosive bag. Not far away, a shell came down and detonated the explosive bag he was holding. There was a loud bang. The loud noise made our ears hurt and we couldn't hear anything anymore. We saw the soldier turned into a pulp, his whole body was broken, rushed into the sky, and then fell down like raindrops. The company commander was anxious and asked the engineers to go up. Twenty or so of them died in less than a pack of cigarettes. This was the first time I fought in the war after joining the army. I was a little scared. It was summer, but I was still cold all over and kept shaking while holding the gun. At that moment, I knew almost nothing. When everyone rushed up, I quickly stood up and followed everyone stumbling forward.

Our A regiment was still able to fight, and soon reached half of the mountain. We continued to hunch forward like earthworms, along those steep slopes, grabbing some grass or tree roots, and the people behind us used their shoulders or heads to support us, and crawled forward inch by inch. As I was crawling, I felt something dripping on my face and head. I stretched out my hand and touched it. It was wet and had a fishy smell. Looking at it by the firelight, I saw that it was all blood. I quickly raised my head and saw a wounded enemy soldier lying on the ridge, his head drooped, his intestines slipped out, and he was hanging outside, dripping with blood. He was not dead yet, and he was squirming and trying to fish out his intestines with his hands, which looked very funny. Liu Changde, who was a soldier with me, raised his gun, and I quickly pressed his gun. It would be better if he didn't die, but it would be even worse if he died. I don't want to see him look ugly. I crawled forward twice more, but the smoke made my nose sore and my throat itchy, so I lay on the ground and coughed dryly. The platoon leader crawled up to me and asked me: "How are you, are you okay?"

I nodded to him hastily. Even though I was scared, I couldn't tell others. Besides, I didn't know if I was scared or not. I was shaking all over. I concentrated all my strength on my toes and hair, but I still couldn't control it. Stop, my whole body is still fucking shaking. I almost want to cry, they don't listen to me at all.

The company commander led us, used grenades to clear the way, kept dropping bombs, almost without resting, and finally conquered two hills. At this time it was daylight, and the enemy began to counterattack.

We were dumbfounded. We were the only ones who came up, but other troops didn’t follow. Maybe it was dark and they couldn’t find the way. Who knows. There are only thirty or forty of us left. What's terrible is that there are about 20 prisoners around us, which is a headache. You have to fight and watch the prisoners. How can you have so much time? The company commander came up with an idea and said, find two soldiers to watch them, separate them from their guns, squat together with their backs to us, and not move. As soon as he finished speaking, the counterattacking enemies came over. They rushed down from the mountain. From time to time they fell to the ground in a funny manner. When they got up, they threw things at us. I thought they were stones they picked up from the ground. , who knew it was rows of grenades, they rolled down alive, and we fell down in the trench. When we stood up again, I could even see their swaying faces under their helmets. Their faces were just as tired as ours, but their eyes flashed with a murderous intent. They were running, raising their guns and shooting. , there was an ugly flash of fire in the muzzle, and I even heard them shouting: "Catch the alive, catch the alive!"

The platoon leader was anxious, and he suddenly ran out of the trench , picked up a light machine gun and stood up to shoot, knocking down some enemies, but he attracted them all at once, and the enemy bullets buzzed over like a swarm of flies, biting him densely. He fell to the ground and rolled into the trench. A long bag of public money silver dollars that he carried on his shoulders fell down and rolled all over the floor. Two pieces fell at my feet, both of which were chipped by bullets. I hurriedly crawled over and turned him over. His stomach was full of bullet holes, at least a dozen of them. Blood shot out like a fountain and splashed on my face. I felt as painful as being bitten by an insect. .

I hurriedly shouted to the company commander: "The platoon commander is dead!" The company commander turned around and shouted at me: "If you die, you will die. What the hell is your name? Hit the enemy!" I just picked up the gun, The bullet flew over again and hit my ear, making my ears buzz. I was very angry, so I picked up the rifle and kept shooting, pushing and pulling the bolt mechanically, and pulling the trigger hard. I didn't think about anything, and I had nothing to fear. The worst possible outcome was death. I must have killed someone, because I saw several enemies fall with my own eyes. They fell to the ground, and their helmets rolled down like watermelons. One of them even rolled to my feet. I swallowed, if only it was a watermelon...

I just moved my eyes away from the watermelon, and suddenly I heard a harsh gunshot almost right next to my ears. A soldier next to me slammed his head forward, his whole face stuck in the mud, and blood spurted out from the back of his head. I turned around and saw that the more than 20 Kuomintang prisoners did not listen to our company commander. They were clearly told not to move. They may not have heard, or they may be deliberately causing trouble. Not only did they move, but they also moved the two sentries guarding them. Stabbed to death. This is a real headache. Some of them were rushing over to snatch their disarmed guns, and two were shooting at us with sentry guns. One of them was pointing a gun at me. The black muzzle of the gun was almost on my forehead. At such a close distance, he opened his mouth and shouted at me like a wolf. The facial features on his face were twisted together, ferocious. horrible. My eyes were black, my head was twitching, my whole body was as cold as if I was shaking, and my teeth were clenching. At this moment, I really thought of my wife and son. They were dazzling in front of my eyes. My son stretched out his little hand, grabbed a handful of moonlight, and giggled at me. I didn’t hate my wife for giving it to me as a pawn. No more tears during the military service. I almost wanted to cry. I would die like this and never see them again. My tears came out and stung my eyes. Thank God, thank Bodhisattva, thank Jade Emperor. The soldier's gun was out of bullets. He pulled the trigger twice, and there were only two click sounds. His expression also changed, and he looked at me in horror. I was also stunned. If I were a veteran, he would be dead. I had a rifle with the bayonet open in my hand. As long as I turned the muzzle and stabbed it with the bayonet, or touched the trigger lightly, he was done. He will definitely thank God and thank Bodhisattva and Jade Emperor, because I completely forgot to hit him with a gun and kicked him in a panic. That kick took all my strength and hit his leg. The child fell backward. The trench was almost flattened by artillery fire. I couldn't close my feet and rolled down the mountain. I rolled down unintentionally, but others thought I was about to run away, and the others followed me and ran down the mountain. Now it's better, our company all ran down. Even the company commander who was so capable of fighting couldn't do anything. He fired two shots into the sky and didn't stop it. As soon as I saw it, I hurriedly got up from the ground and ran with everyone in a hurry. Those companies that had just entered the battle started running when they saw us coming down. My ability is not small, I brought the entire A group down...

Three

The chief came with a group of chiefs smaller than him to see us. They were also floating in the water. The long-tailed maggots did not let them go because they were leaders, but they also crawled on them. But the leaders were all good, so they just dusted the long-tailed maggots in the water and let them go. Unlike us, we bothered them. If it doesn't work, we will pin down whoever climbs on us on the trench and strangle him to death. My fingers have calluses.

The chief did not blame us. Maybe the enemy was too powerful. He asked us to take a good rest. Reinforcements were on the way. When they arrived, those enemies would be finished. After they finished speaking, they smiled at us and asked us kindly whether we were used to it and whether we felt it was bitter. We all said very loudly that we are used to it and it is not bitter at all.

Four

People will have random thoughts when they are free. I remembered that six months ago, I went to the provincial capital to deliver money as instructed by Shopkeeper Liu.

I was an apprentice at the "Liu Ji Pharmacy" in the town. The shopkeeper's surname was Liu. He and my father were brothers. He let me work in the pharmacy and taught me how to carry some soup. Song, teach me how to take pulse and see a doctor, it is like learning a craft, and I will have the ability to make a living in troubled times. I have some culture, and I also learned from this shopkeeper Liu. I am forever grateful to him. I am also grateful to the landlord bully Feng Shouer. During the land reform in the village, everything belonging to Feng Shou's family was divided. Our family was also given an Eight Immortals table, a cow, and five acres of land.

When the cow first divided our family, he thought our family was poor and was unwilling to live with us. He once knocked my father two or three feet away with his head and almost broke his waist. My father had no choice but to call the district chief Liu Yuzhu to do the work. Liu Yuzhu stood in front of it with his waist pinched, waved his hands and said, "If you don't behave honestly, you will be shot like Feng Shou'er." When Feng Shouer was shot at the foot of Dabei Slope, this cow was grazing nearby. It witnessed with its own eyes how Feng Shouer was shot by Liu Yuzhu, and it became honest.

After the landlord bully Feng Shouer was shot, the young people in our village all wanted to join the People's Liberation Army. We divided all their belongings. According to your understanding, we should be living a good life. But let me tell you, you are all wrong. Instead, we are living in fear, always afraid of the Communist Party. After leaving, Feng Shouer's two sons came back to settle accounts with us. Both of his sons are very capable. There are rumors in their hometown that the second young master Feng Zhian is also a company commander in the Kuomintang army. When the People's Liberation Army came to recruit soldiers again, those who had fought against the landlords were vying to become soldiers. They were afraid that Feng Shouer's two sons would come back to settle the score with them. When Liu Yuzhu came to mobilize me to join the army, I said nothing. I had only been married for a year, and my wife had just given birth to a boy. She looked pretty good. I spent half a month in the trenches, and my legs were healthy. She became very white. She didn't need to soak in it, and her body was very white. Besides, my family was allocated an Eight Immortals table, a cow, and five acres of land from Feng Shou's family. We didn't snatch these things, or if the Kuomintang fought back again, we would just give them back. It's not difficult. It's not tiring to lead from the east end of the village to the west end of the village. Liu Yuzhu mobilized me for a long time, but I just refused to agree to him. In the end, he had no choice but to stand up in disappointment. He looked like he hated the iron, and clicked his tongue as if he had a toothache. He kept saying that I was a piece of wood. head. I felt a little guilty and would only smile silly at him when I touched my wooden head. At that time, I thought about learning a trade in a pharmacy and opening a pharmacy in the future so that the mother and son could live a good life.

But things are unpredictable and the situation is getting more and more tense. The Kuomintang army is getting closer and closer to us, and fighting is happening everywhere. The war was in chaos, and no one dared to travel far, but the drugstore had a sum of money to give to a company selling medicinal materials in the provincial capital. Our shopkeeper Liu is a very trustworthy person. He must deliver the money to others on time, so he asked me to deliver it. I've been there several times to deliver it, and I'm already very familiar with it. Logically speaking, nothing will happen. But shopkeeper Liu was still worried. He asked me to take apart the cotton-padded jacket and sew the silver coins inside. I also thought it was unnecessary for him to take off his pants and fart. It turned out that he was very wise, thanks to what he did. Otherwise, the money would have been taken away long ago.

When I arrived at the gate of the provincial capital, there was already a Kuomintang military sentry stationed there. I thought I had nothing to do, so I walked over without a care in the world. Unexpectedly, I was stopped by others, and they swung their bayonets across the street. The bayonets shook so hard that my eyes hurt. They stared and asked me where I was from and what I was doing in the city. I told where I was from, but I didn't say that I was here to deliver money. The war was raging. If they took the money away, I wouldn't be able to go back and deliver the money. If shopkeeper Liu thought I was the one who kept it all, I would jump. It’s hard to tell even if we enter the Yellow River, not to mention the Yellow River is far away from us. I just turned my head and casually said that I wanted to find a job in the city. Who would have thought that when I said this, people's heads would turn faster than mine, and they would say, "Okay, we happen to be short of small workers, come and work with us."

They captured me as a young man in the army, who worked as a coolie for them in digging trenches and building bunkers. I worked there for two months. It was really not a job for human beings. They were not regular troops. They did not regard us as human beings at all. They went around day and night. They ate half-cooked steamed buns and drank rotten cabbage leaves. If you feed this soup to pigs, the pigs will bite you to death. We are not as good as pigs and dogs. Not only do we not dare to bite them, we even dare not fart. We lived in a broken house, and we could see the stars and the moon from the roof. At night, they would blink and laugh at us, and there was nothing we could do. If it rained, the raindrops would pour into our house like refugees fleeing the disaster, crowding us so hard that we couldn't sleep. We could only sleep against the wall. Later, I learned to fall asleep standing up. ability. I was able to stay in the trenches for half a month, and when I came out, my eyes were still shining and I was full of energy. This was the foundation I laid at this time. But I really don’t like this place, because people always die here. You just meet a few people, and they die when they say they will die. The separation between life and death is always uncomfortable.

In just two months, the team of more than 100 strong men was reduced by nearly half due to illness, running away, exhaustion, and other reasons. They still didn't let us go, and shaved our heads as a mark. Wherever we went, our scalps were shiny. If we wanted to escape at night, it would be obvious, and it would be easy for others to aim and shoot. We just had to stop running. After digging the trenches and building the bunkers, we thought it was time for us to go home. Who knew it wouldn't work? We were given military uniforms and guns, saying that we would be incorporated into the army. I thought it was over. I was not a soldier of the People's Liberation Army, but I became a soldier of the Kuomintang army. It seems that I don't want to be a soldier anymore in this life. If I had known this would happen, I would have become the People's Liberation Army. If I became the People's Liberation Army, shopkeeper Liu would not be able to ask me to come to the provincial capital to deliver money, and I would no longer have to be the Kuomintang army.

Before we are formally incorporated into the army, the commander of the Kuomintang army will come to inspect us. I didn't expect that Feng Zhian, the second son of Feng Shou'er, the landlord of our village, was also among the officers. I still don't know what his position was at that time. Anyway, he was quite impressive. He wore white gloves and his leather shoes were polished. , can be used as a mirror. I was very nervous and my heart was beating hard. If I hadn't pressed it tightly, it would definitely pop out. I knew this was my last chance. He must know me. When we were children, we played together. When we played house, we both competed to be Wang Erni's man. I even beat him so hard that his nose started to bleed. I hope he has forgotten about it now. He left our village when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. I heard that he even attended the Whampoa Military Academy. I was so nervous that my palms were all sweaty and my back was crawling like an earthworm, but I didn't dare to move. I stood upright with my back straight and looked at him helplessly, unable to make up my mind. His father was shot dead by the village's land reform working group. Will he hate us all because of this? Although my father and I both joined in the fun during the Landlords fight and never hit or cursed anyone in his family, he didn’t know that if he started to hate me too, I would be self-defeating. I thought about it over and over for a long time, and finally decided to grab this life-saving straw. Whether it was a blessing or a curse, I accepted it. While I was patiently waiting for them to come to me, I suddenly took a step out of the team, stretched out my hand, grabbed his arm, and shouted anxiously: "Second Young Master, I am Liu Changgeng from our village. Do you know me or not?"

The group of people were stunned. The commander of the young men accompanying them glared at me, his eyes flying towards me like bullets, wanting to hit me. I was stunned, but I didn’t care so much anymore, and continued to shake his arm and said: "Second Young Master, don’t you recognize me?"

The Second Young Master is a good person, he knows that in such a situation It was impossible for him to say anything to me, so he patted my shoulder and said softly: "Okay, if you work hard in the team from now on, you will have a bright future!" After that, he wiped my hands and left. .

My head buzzed, and I felt that I was finished. They have been out for six or seven years, and they may have forgotten me a long time ago. How could they remember me, an ordinary person? Just remember, why should people save you? Just because he's from the same village? But you divided other people’s land, divided their frivolous wealth, shot their father to death, snatched a woman from him when you were a child, and beat him until his nose bleeds. It’s generous enough for him not to cause trouble for you, but you still want to save him. you? For a moment, I even hated myself for being so obsessed. How could I have the idea of ??letting him save me? Who would have thought that I was really wrong, and Feng Zhian really rescued me. He found someone to pick me up from the Youth Team the next day. He asked about many things in the village, of course the most common ones were about his father. I told him everything, but I was still a little uneasy and said, "Second Young Master, our family has been allocated an Eight Immortals table, a cow, and five acres of land from your family. If you go home, we will return them to you." , We don’t want it.” He looked at me blankly, walked back and forth for a few steps, then waved his hand and said, “This has nothing to do with you, you don’t understand... Give it to your family, you can take it.” Then he asked me if I was married and if I had children, and I answered them all. I said that when I married Wang Erni, I was a little embarrassed because I was always afraid that he would remember the time I beat him when he was a child. Who would have thought that he really forgot, even Wang Erni, and didn't ask her again. Now I'm a little angry again. He has been in the big city for a long time and has seen many beautiful girls. Even Wang Erni, the most beautiful girl in our village, doesn't like me. Of course, he doesn't like me either.

He asked me if I wanted to be a soldier, and I shook my head and said I didn't want to be a soldier. I wanted to go home. Wang Erni had just given birth to a child for me, and I had to go back and take care of them. I specifically mentioned Wang Erni again, but he didn't ask her yet. He asked me to take off the uniform of the Kuomintang army, and took out a few silver dollars for me to pay for. He asked me to go home quickly, saying that there might be a war here in the provincial capital. I was so excited that my lips were trembling and I couldn't speak. I didn't blame him for forgetting about Wang Erni. I even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him. Unexpectedly, he didn't appreciate others kowtowing to him. He stretched out his white gloves to stop me and said, "Don't do this anymore. We are all from the same village. Of course I will help if I can." I choked and said, Second Young Master, I will never forget your great kindness in my life. I will definitely repay you one day. I thought at that time that I was poor and had no way to repay him. If one day he wanted my life, I would be willing to give it to him. Really, that's what I thought at the time.

Of course, such an opportunity is impossible. He is in the Kuomintang army and I am in the People's Liberation Army. We have no chance to be together. This is actually better. I don't have to give my life to him, and others won't say that I don't keep my word.

I became a member of the People's Liberation Army after I came back. They are serious this time. Unlike last time, it was voluntary. If you are willing to participate, they will put a big red flower on you and send you to the army with drums and gongs. This time you have to do ideological work. The district cadres are pestering you all day long, following you like a shadow, even following you to the latrine, and they don't mind the smell. They urge you to join the army as soon as possible to defend the fruits of victory. Many people couldn't bear the trouble and signed up to join the army. I had no choice but to join the army. Besides, sooner or later, the Kuomintang army will attack us. When they come, they will also arrest me as a young man, let alone treat me as a human being. I really might as well be a member of the People's Liberation Army.

So I put on a big red flower, which was made of paper. The district cadres said, "This is dyed red with the blood of martyrs. You must learn from them. You must be willing to cut yourself off and dare to unseat the emperor, eliminate Chiang Kai-shek, and liberate all of China." I was shocked when I heard that. Looking at the big red flower, I didn't sleep well the whole night. I thought to myself, please don't use my blood to make big red flowers. I want to go home alive.

Five

We were determined to win, so our superiors transferred two more columns, and then we finally won the battle.

The entire battlefield was in a mess. A good mountain originally had trees and grass, but now there is no complete turf, only sections of tree stumps that are burned like charcoal, and only piles of burning flames. And in that market town, there is almost no complete house left. The enemy is the government army. We surrounded them for more than half a month. They refused to surrender. I thought they were living a good life, but unexpectedly it was even worse than us. Their trenches were filled with dead bodies because it kept raining. , the trenches were filled with water just like ours. Their place was still small, and the corpses were piled in the trenches. They were soaked in water and rotted by the rain, emitting an unpleasant stench, and swarms of flies were buzzing on them. , the water surface was full of long-tailed maggots, one by one, one layer on top of the other, swarming everywhere on the corpse. The whole mountain smelled disgusting. I pinched my nose, not daring to look at it, and I didn't want to smell the smell. I knew the smell was very unpleasant.

As soon as I crossed a stinky trench, I saw Feng Zhian, the second young master of our village. His head was still fine, so I recognized him at a glance. The blood on his body had condensed and turned black. He was almost torn apart by the shell, his entire chest was opened, his internal organs came out, and one leg was blown off from the thigh, and there was no way he could find where to throw it. He is my enemy, I should be happy, so I tried to smile, but my mouth opened, but it was uglier than crying. I was not happy, but my heart felt like it was bitten by a bunch of long-tailed maggots. Uncomfortable. I thought my heart was very hard, but it didn't listen to my instructions, but it reminded me of the time he saved me in the provincial capital. When I think of this, my heart made of stone softens. I look around, wondering whether I should deal with him too, or at least find a place to bury him first, just in case his wife, son, etc. come to him in the future. , there is also a place. I took two steps forward and as soon as I bent down, the flies on his body buzzed up. They were so densely packed that they all threw themselves on my face affectionately. They were still covered with the mucus of his rotting corpse. The stench will never be forgotten for the rest of your life, and you won't want to eat when you think about it.

I felt sick, ran to the side, and vomited loudly. My nose and tears came out, and finally I vomited out yellow bile. As soon as I squatted there and vomited, the consciousness of the poor and lower-middle peasants fell from the sky to the ground, and they became like a headless peasant again. No matter who loses or wins this battle, let's finish it as soon as possible. Think about it, just like Feng Zhian, we were originally from the same village, and we played together when we were children, but now he is dead here, and it was we who beat him to death. I shook my head and wanted to throw my consciousness into the sky so that it could rise higher. But I couldn't throw it up, and it still stuck to the ground. In front of my eyes, I always saw the scene in the provincial capital a few months ago. When I saw the second young master, he was wearing white gloves and his leather shoes were polished. He was such a clean and handsome man, but now he was covered with flies and maggots. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became, and my head hurt from vomiting...

I leaned on a rifle as hard as ice and turned my head with difficulty to look for other brothers.

I especially admire those veterans. They walked around on the battlefield without any problems. Sometimes they even waved their rifles to drive away the flies, and used their bayonets to pick up the rubber shoes from the enemy's corpses. , threw it in the puddle next to it, washed it, and then put it on directly. Our company commander is also very powerful. He came over, frowned and curled his lips at me, and said: "You are a new recruit, you are even afraid of dead people, you are so damn useless!" I raised my head and looked at him with difficulty, He was very dizzy and his figure was shaking. He was too lazy to pay attention to me. He looked down at Feng Zhian and picked up the watch on his arm with a bayonet. The bayonet was still stained with rotting dead meat, but he didn't even frown...

< p>I didn’t have the courage to stay any longer. Although I was a new recruit and it was normal to have such a reaction, I was still afraid that others would laugh at me when they saw me like this, so I staggered out of there. The strange thing is that those flies keep chasing me, maybe it's because I smell like the dead. They were buzzing, coming out of the smoke one by one, biting one by one, and kept swooping towards me, falling on my hair and my clothes, some sticky The mucus was also on my body, exuding a strong stench. Wherever I ran, those flies followed me and I couldn't get rid of them. I think this is strange. I am not a dead person. Why is it always following me? I was panting and running around like a huge headless fly. Finally, I lost all energy, so I sat down on the ground and thought, forget it, just eat me if you can. Strangely enough, as soon as I sat down, the swarm of flies dispersed and swooped on a corpse next to me. They lay on it and soon covered him, leaving only his head exposed. When I took a closer look, my hair stood on end. Isn’t this the second young master? I ran around and finally came back here. It’s so fucking weird, I encountered a ghost in broad daylight. When I think about ghosts, I start to become superstitious. This is God's will. These flies may be the soul of the second young master, forcing me to clean him up and bury him. Thinking about this, I became even more frightened, so I quickly took the shovel off my back, dug a hole half a man deep, and prepared to bury him. The strange thing is that as soon as I started digging a hole, those flies started flying buzzingly, hovering over my head, not stinging them, nor stinging me. They were piled together in a dark mass, like a shade of trees. I was sheltered from the cold, and my voice was very nice, just like the erhu played by the blind old man Wang in the village. I dug the pit, buried the second young master's body in the pit, and then knelt there and kowtowed to him three times. He wouldn't let me kowtow before he was alive, but now I have to kowtow to him. , so that we are even, and no one owes anyone anything. I took a long breath and just stood up. The flies dispersed with a buzz and landed on his grave, turning into green weeds. In fact, the grass was nothing unusual, it was common around our village. Dogtail grass.

I fell down on the ground and thought, this is really fucking weird, I encountered a ghost in broad daylight.