Chapter 36 Cruel War (please collect and vote for further reading)
When Fang Minghua saw Zhou Shunlai for the first time, he was standing on the grass with his sleeves rolled up and his feet bare, practicing playing the trumpet.
What I am playing is "Nanniwan".
Cheerful and melodious.
He is also darker in appearance, but with his tall and straight figure and handsome appearance, he still looks handsome.
Fang Minghua stood far away and listened for a while, and suddenly he remembered Cui Jian, who played the trumpet very well.
You seem to be playing trumpet in a certain art troupe in Yanjing now?
After the song was played, Fang Minghua walked over and was about to introduce himself when Zhou Shunlai smiled, his dark face showing his white teeth.
"Are you Writer Fang? Our team leader told me, and Song Tangtang also told me yesterday."
What you said was standard Guanzhong dialect.
This quickly brought the distance between the two people closer. After shaking hands, Zhou Shunlai said again: "Writer Fang, what do you want to know? I don't think there is anything to write about. What we do is very ordinary."
With Song Tangtang The same tone!
Fang Minghua smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he looked at the trumpet in his hand and said, "You are very good at playing trumpet. Have you practiced since you were a child?"
"Then Ah, my family is from a rural area. When I was young, I only played suona with my father, and I never even saw a trumpet. "
"You changed from playing suona to trumpet?" Fang Minghua suddenly asked. Interest came.
"No, I started out as a bugler in the army."
"Huh?"
Zhou Shunlai talked about his experience.
It turned out that after he joined the army at the age of 17, the company commander heard that he had played the suona, so he arranged for him to be a bugler and play the bugle. After serving as a bugler for three years, he was supposed to be demobilized, but the art troupe went to the army to provide The soldiers were performing and accidentally discovered that he was a good bugler. After asking, they found out that he was a trumpeter in his hometown. At that time, the regiment happened to be short of a trumpeter, so he was transferred as soon as possible.
“Originally, I was supposed to be demobilized and go home, but ended up staying here for ten years. However, our regimental leader said that when the war is over, we can change jobs and go back.”
"Want to go back?"
"It's a lie if you say you don't want to go back. My wife and children are still at home." Zhou Shun said, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and giving one to Fang Minghua. He smiled. Decline politely.
Zhou Shunlai lit it himself and took a deep breath: "My daughter is almost two years old this year, and she has never met me as a father."
After that, he started from the personal He took out a black and white photo from his pocket and handed it to Fang Minghua: "This is my daughter, isn't she cute?"
Fang Minghua took it and looked at it, a chubby little girl with a sky-high braid.
"Cute." Fang Minghua said with a smile, returned the photo to the other party, and asked, "I heard Song Tangtang say that you art soldiers also fight, and sometimes it is very dangerous."
"War? "Zhou Shunlai laughed: "That's out of necessity."
Zhou Shunlai told Fang Minghua that the army's artistic soldiers are divided into professional and amateur. In addition to rehearsing and performing, amateurs still have to participate in military training and even go to the battlefield.
“Professional art troupes also need to participate in certain military training. Target shooting, grenade throwing, and camping training are all necessary. The year before last, after the war started, our group participated in a mobilization meeting and the entire group was mobilized. More than 40 people were divided into small groups and all went to the front line."
"Are you going?"
"Of course, there are not many male art soldiers in the regiment. If you are a man, who will go if you don't go?!"
"There are ten people in our team. We have been on the front line for more than a month. Our The mission was still to go deep into various positions to perform condolences and boost morale."
"What happened next?"
"After completing the mission, we were withdrawn from the front line, but one member of our team was killed and one was injured. , our captain died, and the other one was a female soldier, a very beautiful girl, but half of her face was injured by a grenade, leaving permanent scars, and later she changed her job and went back."
In the end, Zhou Shunlai let out a long sigh. "Have you met the enemy?"
“Yes, after the condolences performance, we encountered an enemy sneak attack on the way back. The soldiers who escorted us, including us, all participated in the battle. Don’t tell me, that was the first time I faced the enemy. I remember that time , my hand holding the gun was a little trembling, but I got used to it later."
"Your mission is indeed dangerous." Fang Minghua admired it sincerely.
"Danger? Compared with those soldiers, this is nothing." Zhou Shunlai said with a smile: "The unit I was originally in has also gone to the front line. I once met the original and I in the rear hospital. A comrade in the squad had a broken leg and was being treated in the hospital. "
"He told me that their position was attacked by the enemy fiercely, first shelled and followed by a large number of enemies. This battle included us. The company commander, deputy company commander, and more than 30 instructors all died.
"Officers have sacrificed so much all at once?" Fang Minghua was surprised.
"This is normal. You are the company commander, so you have to lead the troops at the front." Zhou Shunlai lit another cigarette and continued to smoke. He asked again: "Have you ever heard of the Ten Kill Order?" "
Fang Minghua shook his head.
"I remember it very clearly. It was February 15, 1979. At the expedition swearing-in ceremony, although we were not front-line combatants, the regiment leader also read out Ten battlefield disciplines:
If you don’t shrink from it, kill!
Anyone who escapes from battle shall be killed!
Those who refuse to save will be killed!
Afraid of death, kill!
Kill those who surrender to the enemy and rebel!
Those who delay the fighter plane will be killed!
Anyone who disobeys military orders will be killed!
Those who leak military aircraft will be killed!
Those who lie about military information will be killed!
Those who shake the morale of the army will be killed!
Zhou Shunlai's voice was not loud and his tone was light, but Fang Minghua felt that the air around him seemed to be a little cooler.
"In this case, who dares to retreat?" Zhou Shunlai said with a smile: "If the company commander sacrifices, he will be commanded by the deputy company commander. If the deputy company commander sacrifices, he will be commanded by the platoon leader. If the platoon leader sacrifices, he will be commanded by the squad leader. Which soldier will be sacrificed by the squad leader?" The first soldier to stand up will take command.”
“If the machine gunner falls, the second gunner will take over, and if the second gunner falls, the third soldier will take over, serving as the blaster. If Zhang San died, Li Si would replace him, and if Li Si died, Wang Wu would replace him.
"If you command a platoon in battle, you will be a platoon leader. If you command a platoon, you will be a platoon leader." Even you are a company commander. "
"My comrade-in-arms, who was already the platoon leader at the time, was relatively lucky. In the end, as the company commander, he led the entire company to the end and repelled the enemy's attack. "
"So, I feel very lucky. I just play the trumpet all day long. Compared with my former comrades in the army, what kind of danger is this? ”
At the end of the sentence, Zhou Shunlai smiled again, showing his white teeth.
At this time, there were more than a dozen female soldiers walking towards the auditorium, talking and laughing.
Zhou Shun came to take a look and said to Fang Minghua: "It's Song Tangtang and the others rehearsing a new dance. Do you want to go and see it?"
"Okay." Fang Minghua suddenly became interested.
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