Under such pressure, the deserter's thoughts jumped into my mind again.

In fact, from beginning to end, I never gave up running away... For a while, I temporarily put this idea on my mind just because the war was going well or the troops were resting.

Now……

I can't see the hope of victory. The successive wars have made me exhausted, and even a good sleep has become an out of reach. The best excuse is... We fight to the death on this battlefield and fight to the death. Not only will we not get any benefits, the instructor also criticizes them at any time!

This made me even more determined to be a deserter, especially in this dark night, while riding the Vietnamese army in the artillery... Who can find out if you run back along the traffic trench?

Thinking of this, I glanced at the traffic trench behind me, and then waited quietly with a gun in my arms.

However, what I didn't expect was that... I seemed to have more than one person who thought of being a deserter, and his methods were even more clever and ruthless than me.

Just as I was waiting for the Vietnamese artillery fire, I heard only a gunshot and scream...

The enemy came up... This was my first reaction, and then I put the rifle on the trench without thinking.

However, there was nothing in front of the position except for the broken corpses and waves of disgusting stench.

"Platform leader! Platoon leader... Li Changman was injured!"

"Li Changman?" It took me a long time to remember that he was a new soldier in my platoon, so I put away my gun and ran towards the shouting.

As I ran, I felt strange. Why didn’t I do anything without enemies? How could I shoot and be injured?

When I ran to it, I saw a soldier vaguely lying on the ground with his calf holding his calves screaming!

"Sanitation officer! Health officer..." This is my first reaction. Someone was injured and bleeding. Of course, he was called a health officer, right?

But when the health officer ran up, he was stopped by the company commander.

"Wait!" The company commander ran up with a stern face, grabbed Li Changman's feet and looked at it, and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"I..." Li Changman seemed a little nervous, and he stammered, "Just... I was digging with a gun on my back while repairing the fortifications... I didn't know why the gun fired!"

"Hmph!" The company commander raised his injured foot and looked at him, glared at Li Changman fiercely, bandaged him without saying anything. However, his face looked very ugly, and he deliberately used some force when he tied the knot, which made Li Changman scream in pain...

I think something is wrong. The company commander would not be so careless when bandaging the wounded, but he didn't think much about what was going on.

"Take him back!" The company commander ordered a soldier next to him with some disdain, and then gave me a wink and walked aside.

I followed the company commander in confusion and hugged his waist and trotted in the trenches for a while. When I arrived at a place where there were few people, the company commander turned around and said to me: "Look at your soldiers more, and if you do this kind of 'fire', our troops will be finished!"

"What?" I asked in confusion after hearing this: "The company commander means..."

"The wound is too obvious!" the company commander frowned and said, "One shot or two holes. The bullet came out from the left side of the neck of the leg and came out on the right. There was a bayonet hole on it. It must be that this guy stabbed himself with a bayonet first, and saw that there was no problem and he could fight, so he shot another shot..."

"Self-harm?" I was stunned when I heard this.

Even when I was at the most difficult and scary time on the battlefield, I never thought about using this method of hurting myself. However, it didn’t seem that I didn’t want to do this, but I didn’t expect to do this. Now when I heard it, I felt that this was indeed a good idea, but it seemed to be a little too cruel...

"Don't tell other soldiers about this, do you understand?" Then the company commander explained: "If you say it, it is very likely to remind other soldiers..."

After hearing this, what I want to say is that the company commander has already reminded me. So of course I understand very well that if I say this to the soldiers, it will not only not have any effect, but it will also have a wave of self-harm.

After a pause, the company commander continued: "There will naturally be a disciplinary force to deal with this matter. I hope he will not be treated as a deserter..."

Treat it as a deserter? How do deserters deal with it? I couldn't help but remember a sentence that the instructor said: "The escapee will be executed on the spot!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shivered, and I never dared to think about the thought I had just now.

When I returned to my position, I leaned on the trenches and sighed at the injustice of fate to us.

I think that in this situation where bullets and dead people are everywhere, no one can blame us soldiers. Is it possible that we are not afraid? The hearts of this person are full of flesh. We are threatened by our lives at all times, but there is no benefit at all. However, as long as we escape or even be captured, we will be severely punished and criticized by the whole society...

I want those who accuse deserters to come to this battlefield to see how long they can last here, see if they will be scared, and see if they will be deserters...

So I think that being a deserter on this battlefield is a normal reaction for a person, and those who persist without being a deserter - they are all heroes!

Then I soon thought... I am a platoon leader now. Even if I don't tell you about Li Changman, the soldiers can guess what happened. If I run away again... Then this army is afraid that even if it is ruined, I will have to wait for the Yue Japanese to come up to clean up.

Thinking of this, I gave up the idea of ​​being a deserter.

Sometimes when I think about it, I feel really funny. It’s not because I give up and run away because I’m worried about the punishment from my superiors, but for the army and comrades... When did I start to think about others like this?

I don’t know if it was because of the insufficient supply of artillery shells from the Japanese devils or what they were tired of fighting, but there was a rare gap in the artillery harassment of the Vietnamese army. In addition, there were basically no eyes closed all day, so even if there were mosquito bites everywhere around me, it could not stop me from falling asleep... However, before I could sleep for a long time, I was woken up.

"The platoon leaders... went to the company headquarters for a meeting!"

It was the correspondent Xiao Liu's cry, and I couldn't help but whine: "Our superiors must have discussed with the Vietnamese Japanese, just try their best not to let us soldiers rest!"

I had a bitter face and reluctantly struggling to the company. Dao Scar and Liang Lianbing were already waiting there.

As soon as I sat down, the instructor couldn't wait to open the conversation: "I heard just now... our army has already suffered from self-injury! I think this is a very serious discipline problem. I think we should attach great importance to it. We should use the advanced nature of our party and the discipline of our revolutionary team to eliminate these problems in the bud. Otherwise... our company will completely lose its centripetal force and combat effectiveness, and the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Then there were a lot of people, so I knew that this incident would be aimed at Li Changman. It can be imagined that Li Changman might have been determined to be self-injury at this time... As for what kind of punishment he would have, it is not something I can know.

"Ah..." The instructor paused and continued: "You are all platoon leaders of our company. You can be said to be the backbone of our army. The Party and superiors believe in you, so you become platoon leaders. You must do ideological work for your team, so that they know the glory of fighting and the shame of deserters..."

However, I don't think the instructor's plan will be useful, because I know very well that what the soldiers want is very simple, that is confidence and morale. If they don't believe that this battle will win... or it is not worth fighting this battle, then they don't know why they sacrificed, and of course confidence and morale will have no foundation.

So I interrupted the instructor and asked the most direct question: "Why don't the superiors give us reinforcements?"

"I said to Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" The instructor had an objection to me, and when I interrupted, I was even more angry: "The decisions made by superiors naturally have the truth of superiors. As a soldier, the most important thing for us is to execute orders. As a platoon leader, you must be more aware of this..."

"Instructor, company commander!" I felt a lot of bitterness in my heart, so I didn't care about anything and didn't blame him. I immediately raised my head and said, "We are either afraid of death, but we are afraid of no hope and no goal. We don't know anything now. We don't know what kind of battle will be considered a victory, nor do we know when the battle will end. To be honest... I can't stop my soldiers from becoming deserters!"

"You..." The instructor was so angry that his face turned pale when he was about to get angry when he was stopped by the company commander.

"What the second platoon leader said makes sense." Corps Luo nodded and said, "Actually, we just learned about the battlefield situation and strategic goals. The superiors had not announced it before. The war has been fought until now... it doesn't make much sense to keep it confidential. It can even be said that... the Japanese devils know more than us, which is unfair to the soldiers!"

Scar and Liang Lianbing also nodded in succession. The company commander said this was the truth. The battle had reached a white-hot level. The Vietnamese army was probably aware of the strategic goals of the superiors, but the superiors were still keeping us secrets and letting us know nothing. They only knew that they had to block the 316A Division in front of them...

We don’t even know whether there are reinforcements or ammunition supplies. There is no doubt that this will make us feel like a chess piece, a chess piece that we can abandon at any time without reinforcements.

It would be strange if there were no deserters in this case, and no ideological work would work!
Chapter completed!