Short stories about war.

Nick sat in the back row, wobbling with the bumpy road.

In the backward scenery, you can see the hovering smoke everywhere.

The scorched earth and the cold wind cry about the cruelty of war, but all this is as light as smoke in the eyes of ignorant people. Everyone who sets foot on the journey has a dream of becoming a hero in his heart. It is this dream that makes them come here and create their own brilliance.

The brakes slammed and the personnel carriers stopped at the gate of the camp.

"Xinbinglian 804." Ryan, the monitor in the passenger seat, leaned out and waved to the guard.

"Access the document."

"hey." Ryan took out a piece of paper from the bosom and motioned.

The sentry nodded, turned to the sentry box and shouted. Immediately, two soldiers came forward with guns and removed the fence in front of the car.

"Enter!"

The car drove into the camp, just like a small fish jumping into the sea, and no one cared at all. The soldiers around were busy with their own affairs and didn't look up. They don't seem to be interested in the arrival of these new recruits at all.

"Stop!" The car stopped in front of a well-dressed officer.

Without waiting for the monitor to give an order, all the people in the back compartment got off neatly and lined up neatly.

"Very good." The officer's hands rested on her hips and her mouth was smiling. "Welcome to 6 13 company! From now on, you will belong to the 675th Infantry Company! My orders are everything, understand! "

"understand! Sir! " While speaking, everyone glanced at his shining chest. It was a five-pointed star-shaped medal of honor, and the three bars on it represented his outstanding contributions in three battles.

"Don't envy me." Officer Lucy glanced at the crowd and saw the enthusiasm in their eyes. He raised his hand and pointed to the medal on his chest. He said with a smile, "It's only a matter of time before you get the medal as long as you obey the order and resolutely carry it out!"

Hearing this, they all beamed, thinking that they would one day stand on the stage of the commendation meeting and be surrounded by thousands of people. Nick can't help feeling excited.

This is the recruit! Stupid and ignorant! What an idiot to coax them into high spirits with a few simple words! Lucy couldn't help laughing to herself when she looked at the excited recruits. It was all because of the job advertisement in the newspaper. Without the instigation of major newspapers, how could these young people take the bait?

"all right! Everybody back to the tent! I've arranged for veterans to take you there. In the future, you will work together in groups of two! "

"yes! Sir! "

After watching everyone leave, Lucy turned and walked back to her tent. He grabbed the stainless steel hip flask on the table, looked out of the account and slowly put the spout to his mouth. At present, winning or losing the war doesn't matter to him at all. He only cares about himself and how to make money with this group of recruits. Every time a soldier dies in battle, Congress will give his unit a corresponding pension to boost morale, and he will also withhold money from everyone and secretly put it in his pocket. This is a big business, as long as no one finds out, he can keep doing it.

He did, too. So far, no one has reported him, not because he did a good job of keeping secrets, but because everyone who knew him died, either being sent to the front and killed by the enemy, or being invited to the wild by him to shoot himself in the head from behind.

For a long time, the best way to keep a secret was to lie down. After all, the dead can't talk, which is the safest and safest.

Thinking of this, Lucy spread out the map on the table and turned her attention to Feynman, the enemy stronghold. What he has to do next is to continue to send troops, let them go deep into danger and wait for money.

"3065438 +0."

"yes."

The soldier in charge of the formation stared at the list in his hand and said without looking up, "You are with Mond, and his bed is at the back."

Nick walked down the aisle to the end. He saw a soldier with a bandage on his head lying in the corner. He closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head. He looks relaxed.

"Hello, my name is Nick." Nick greeted the bedstead with one hand and stretched forward with the other.

"My name is Mond." The soldier lying in bed first opened his eyes and looked at his predecessors, then slowly closed them.

Nick looked around and saw that everyone was talking happily with his team members, but he stood by the bed like a fool, suddenly a little embarrassed.

"How old are you?"

"26。"

"How long have you been here?"

"Three months."

When they asked and answered, the atmosphere fell instead of rising.

Nick still hasn't given up. He thought hard and finally threw out a relatively meaningful topic. "Hey, what should new recruits pay attention to when they enter the camp?"

"You want to know?" Mond opened his eyes and sat up slowly.

Seeing his reaction, Nick was very proud. "Yes!"

Mond nodded and waved him near.

Just as Nick leaned over, Mond suddenly reached for his collar and said seriously, "Don't be rash!" "

"What ... what?"

"The living have a future." With that, Mond pushed him away and lay down again. "Go and have a rest! There will be another battle tonight! "

As soon as the voice fell, a messenger went into the tent and announced, "At 8 o'clock tonight, 10, all of us raided Feynman town!"

Night is the best camouflage, but even the best camouflage can't escape endless bullets.

Two minutes before the start of the charge, the soldiers squatting in the trenches have been divided into two factions, one is eager recruits and the other is timid veterans.

"Rush forward! Don't stop! " The war is about to begin. Lucy smiled and walked out of the underground command room, inspiring everyone: "The first soldier who rushed into the enemy camp, remember the first lesson!"

"Here we go again, pre-war orator." Mond shook his head and turned to remind Nick, "Don't listen to him."

Before he could react, the whistle of the charge sounded.

With a roar, a group of recruits rushed out of the trench first. They are young and fast, but unfortunately, war never asks about age, they just say luck. Just a few seconds after the recruits rushed out of the trench, they were immediately shielded by the oncoming barrage.

Blood and clods were flying in the air, and gunfire and gunfire woke the sleeping earth. Life at the moment is like a piece of paper, which can be easily torn apart by any sign of trouble. This is the first time that Nick feels that life is so precious.

Watching the soldiers fall down one by one, Lucy in the aisle was not angry but pleased. He raised his pistol and kept urging behind them. "What are you still doing there?" Get up here! "

"Are we ... are we always hiding?" Nick's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

"Of course not, we have to rush over!" Mond climbed onto the battlefield and looked around under the cover of the body.

"This kind of fire suppression ..."

"There is only one dead end to stay!" Say that finish, mond pointed to the nearby Lucy. At this moment, the gun in his hand has begun to aim at his own people, euphemistically calling the execution of those who are afraid of war.

There is pressure on both sides, but obviously the reputation of being killed in battle is better. Nick had no choice but to choose the latter.

"When will you rush?"

"Right now! Take advantage of the gap between the opposite firepower exchanges! " Mond rushed into the battlefield with a gun, followed by Nick. The two of them ran for a while, lay down for a while, and went back and forth several times. It turned out that they crossed the fire-intensive area and several skirmishers broke through with them.

Feynman town is said to be the enemy's stronghold, but it doesn't look as heavily guarded as expected, and even has no necessary fortifications, which surprised Nick.

"This is the enemy's base camp?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Mond leaned against the broken wall, took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket and leaned on his knee to write and draw.

"Junbao said that this is the front line of death, and a large number of enemy elites have gathered ..." Nick looked at the dilapidated and empty square in front of him, a little surprised. "But now it seems that it doesn't look like it."

"Whether you like it or not, the urgent task now is to find friendly troops." Mond waved to the people around him and motioned for them to approach. "This is my sketch." He laid the paper flat on the ground, lit the lighter and pointed the pen tip at the "x" on the sketch.

"This is our current position. If I remember correctly, Colonel Roland's 970 tank company was ambushed in the forest five miles to the right of Feynman town. " With that, Mond drew a line on the picture to connect' X' with' X'.

"You mean we have to bypass Feynman Town to find Colonel Roland."

"Yes, it is best to join the tank company." Nick nodded involuntarily when he remembered the photo of officer Lucy shooting one of his own people.

"Do you have any objection?" Mond looked at the skirmishers beside him, who were obviously frightened by Colonel Lucie's behavior just now and shook their heads.

"Very well, now we will form a temporary team, and everyone will listen to my command." Mond poked his head out and observed the surrounding terrain. After a little thinking, he fixed his eyes on the bottom of a low building in the corner. "Who will go there to investigate?" This is the only way. "

"I'll go!" A straggler volunteered. He climbed over the broken wall and fell to the ground, controlling the range of activities while climbing to his destination.

They held their breath and watched him go forward. Just as he was about to cross the center line, the gun went off.

With a scream, the scout was shot.

"Brother!"

Before Mond could stop it, another skirmisher rushed up.

Two shots were fired and another man fell to the ground. The bullet hit the man's knee accurately.

"Come on, let's make a detour ..." Mond looked at the two people struggling on the ground and shook his head helplessly.

Where will you go after too many days? It is inevitable that people will be hysterical. "No way!" Stimulated Nick suddenly stood up and shouted, "I'm going to save them!" " "

"You are crazy!"

"The enemy is there!" Like a headstrong man, Nick rushed into the central square with a gun in his hand.

When Mond saw this, he quickly threw a smoke bomb to cover it.

Nick in the smoke didn't want to save people. At the moment, his head is occupied by anger, and he just wants to find the man who stabbed him in the back in the dark. According to the position where the gun fire flashed just now, he locked another low-rise building.

"Go to hell!" Nick took off all his grenades, pulled the fuse and threw them into the building one by one.

Like fireworks, low-rise buildings light up a few lights to turn on the night.

In the fire, Nick saw a figure coming down the stairs. He imagined countless enemy faces, but he never thought of this one.

It was a child's face, and in front of him was a boy under ten years old.

The legendary nemesis is actually a child? Nick only felt his heart sinking.

Bang!

After a gunshot, Nick felt his men sinking.

The boy shot at him and Mond's bullet went through the boy's heart at the same time.

Oh! This is war, as ridiculous as a fool, but extremely real.

The last person who should not go to war raised his gun, but the most damned person earned more than anyone else.