How many people's lives are no longer the same because of a battle, and their mentality has changed a lot.

People will be nervous before charging. When they really need to rush on, nervousness becomes fear, and fear becomes excitement in the repeated rain of bullets.

When everything is settled, people will calm down and examine themselves. Some people will not be satisfied, while others will be depressed.

People like Xiang Duhe Keyi were all lost, and Taihe Yu Lian and others did not change much, at least on the surface, they were no different from ordinary people.

This platoon has never really fought against the enemy, and people who are highly excited naturally have no topics to show off. When they hear comrades from other units announce how many people they have been killed, these people either listen or have a quiet regret.

But there was a group of people sitting together depressedly, with scenes in their eyes. These people didn't speak and their heads were deep down. They could not get out of the shadow of murder. They were once called cowards.

Xiang Du was with these people. He had never killed anyone and did not feel guilty. He was just afraid because he had experienced the fear of war and life was so easy.

Dazhuang found Xiang Du. These cowards were being comforted by others. The comforter would say some shirk words. The most commonly used sentence is "If you don't kill him, he will kill you."

Some people who are tragic will refute "If I don't come here, this kind of thing will not exist."

"Xiao Xiang!" Da Zhuang smashed Xiang Du's shoulder hard, "What are you thinking? Tell me about it."

Xiang Du looked up in frustration: "Aren't you afraid? Not at all?"

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you afraid of either?"

"But now I'm scared. I was lying on the ground and bullets flew around my scalp. Maybe one of them would hit my head. If, if I raised my head a little, and didn't have to be too high, just lifted it for a little bit, I would be gone. Then I wondered, would you still be so lucky next time? I haven't fought with the enemy face to face. God knows what will happen if I really encounter it? Maybe I'll be so scared."

Dazhuang thought about the whole lot of words that Xiang Du muttered. He leaned down and took out a magical artifact.

"Come on, let's be shocked."

Xiang Du took it, ignited the flames on the ground, and sucked them twice. People who are addicted to smoking will indeed be calmed by a cigarette.

Smoking a cigarette, he muttered again: "I don't know what to do in this place? The decisions I made before were so naive. I heard the news just now. I gathered again after resting and had to fight. I'm not married yet. I'm injured and missing my arms and legs. Who would be willing to follow me?"

"You're thinking too much."

"I even forgot why this battle started. What's the matter with me? What does it have to do with me? They came here only if they couldn't eat enough! I'm not short of this little money!"

"It will pass, you have to adapt."

"Adit for nothing! Let's take a break. Just forget about the war, I have to move the body, I have to dig a hole to bury them. Yesterday, that person, the one who died, borrowed some money from me. Now I'm ready and can't pay it back."

"It's all the same, others are afraid, you just have too many ideas."

"I'm different from you. I'm so timid, I'm just like a dog, just like barking like a dog."

Dazhuang didn't know how to comfort him, so he lit a cigarette and thought about how to get a person out of the shadow.

Xiang Du's words still did not stop: "Look at what is red in our hands? This is other people's blood. I would rather be mine so that I can lie down and feel comfortable in the hospital. If you die, you don't need to fight. Don't stop if you are alive. Defend the emperor? Defend your grandma's emperor..."

"Hey! Hey! Big brother!"

The more I said it, the more I became, and as I listened to what I should have said, Dazhuang quickly blocked Xiang Du's mouth. He couldn't take back such words.

He looked at the expressions of the people around him, and no one showed any strange colors because of this, and he felt that many people agreed with it.

Xiang Du snorted coldly, put the gun aside, and stopped talking.

The two of them smoked with their heads in silence, but there was still a pungent smell around them. After smoking a cigarette, Xiang Du rubbed his face and stood up: "Let's go."

"What are you doing?"

"War! Living people have to fight!"

Dazhuang put his cigarette butt on his mouth and reached out to pick up the rifle for Xiang Du. They returned to the place where they lined up. It looked like a festival. The brothers rushed to tell their experiences just now and exhaled all kinds of courage.

The platoon leaders were not there, they all went to report the casualties and collect new tasks, and no one cared about the soldiers who remained.

After talking one by one, the artist saw that the time was ripe and said, "No one can do it. We, Boss Yu, captured one of them from the army and knocked down a machine gun point."

The situation was urgent at that time, and you guys were all pressed by machine guns. Just when everyone was at a loss, we, Boss Yu, shot two times! Brothers! Two times! Two times the machine gunners were solved. It was dark, brothers, I can't see clearly, what should I do? I can only shoot blindly.

These two shots saved all of us. We should all thank Boss Yu. Without him, could there be any heroic deeds from you?

Don't rush to thank you first, let me tell you how Boss Yu caught that prisoner..."

Yu Lian developed deep self-doubt. I really shot that shot? No, right? I remember that I missed two shots. But it seems that no one shot except me. I really did it? I killed someone? Can't it?

From beginning to end, he thought he hadn't killed anyone, and he was also confused when he heard what the artist said.

The man who really got the machine gunner was deeply impressed at this time.

All kinds of explanations that add fuel to the fire, the soldiers in the other platoons were itchy and looked forward to the past.

"Tell me again!" The artist pointed at Dazhuang, "Did you see it? The firm arm, saying that one punch can kill a cow. This man rushed to the front from beginning to end, and he could fight with a machine gun, and no grass grows wherever he goes."

Dazhuang glanced at the machine gun and the wheels under the gun, and picked it up. How can I carry it? There is no place to start. Even if I really pick it up, it will be burned to death, right?

The artists just blow, and the sky was full of fantasy. It seemed that the whole battle was fought by their platoons, and their platoons pushed from the north to the south.

The soldiers really believed it.

It is full of personal heroes everywhere. The soldiers like this kind of story the most, and the people behind them also like this kind of story.

However, the protagonist of the story that was promoted to the outside world this time was not the brothers in this platoon, but Nawu and his cousin, the uncle and nephew.

Only Xiang Du is in poor spirits and in a daze here.

The platoon leader came back soon. He asked his brothers to gather around him and announced the order from his superiors: "We don't need to go east."

Speaking of this, he paused a little and checked the expressions of the brothers. These people were puzzled at first, but then they were a little surprised and unwilling to accept it.

"We are going to help the artillery troops, they are short of staff and have no time to rest, so set off."

The brothers set out in groups and walked back the road that they had already walked. The dead body had been buried. The road was filled with new soil. The road made of blood footprints was still there, but it was even more messy.

The artillery still has half of the artillery guns that can be used, and the other half need to be replaced. The number of shells is insufficient, and all those that can be moved to the car are moved.

The eldest cousin lay happily on the artillery position, commanding the artillery workers to work domineeringly. When he saw Taihe, he raised his eyelids and said unhappily: "Is he still alive? What a pity."

"I've disappointed you, get up quickly, I have something to tell you."

The soldiers in the platoon worshipped each other. This famous war hero, Yu Lian slowly retreated to the end of the team, and he didn't want to face his cousin.

The infantry assisted the artillery work, and my cousin led Taihe to a quiet place.

Taihe said angrily: "I knew you got it for me as soon as I guess."

"Isn't we a good relationship? Who would I help you? How about it, your soldiers?"

"It's basically good, a few are particularly prominent." Taihe said, taking out some badges, "I'm not talking about this to you, look."

"What?"

"You can see what you took off from the body."

"It's all foreign languages, and I can't understand it."
Chapter completed!