Chapter 136: If there is a war, the call must be recalled
Gangneung City.
The sun sets in the west, and the golden sunlight shines on the river, making the waves sparkling.
The fishing fleets docked one after another and entered the city.
Only one small boat was still floating on the river.
Shen Zhanpeng stood on the bow of the boat and struggled to throw out the fishing net. The fishing net spread out in the air, formed a large circle, and fell into the river.
After a while, Shen Zhanpeng grabbed the fishing net and pulled it back.
With just a little effort, he knew that this net would not yield anything.
After he was discharged from the army, Shen Zhanpeng returned to Jiangling City and fished with his father, and his life was pretty good.
But until that day, a water monster came out of the river and bit off one of my old father's thighs. When he was sent to the hospital, the monster's poison entered his body, and the doctor asked him to prepare for his funeral.
Shen Zhanpeng naturally refused and asked the hospital to do its best to treat him.
So, the family's savings, as well as his retirement pay, all went into it.
This disease cannot be cured and requires dialysis every three days.
Dialysis fees were very expensive, so Shen Zhanpeng borrowed all the money he could.
But after five years of delay, the old father still couldn't get over it and died in the hospital.
My mother's health has always been poor, and she has no way to work to make money. She is still a medicine canister, and the medicine money alone costs more than 100 a day.
In order to repay the money and buy medicine for his mother, Shen Zhanpeng went fishing in the river every day, being the first to enter the water and the last to land.
When he retired from the army, he was already thirty years old. After putting it off for so many years, he had no energy or time to deal with his life-long affairs.
Matchmakers often lure women here, but when they see that the man is in debt and has a medicine jar with him, he immediately runs away.
Last year, Shen Zhanpeng came home from fishing and did not see his mother. He only saw a suicide note on the table.
After searching for a long time, I found my mother's body in front of my father's grave.
Shen Zhanpeng sold his house to pay off his debts, and built a shed by the river to live in.
When fishing, he often fantasized about why no water monster came out and swallowed him up.
Living is meaningless.
"Shen Zhanpeng, go back quickly, the gate will be closed soon!"
A fishing boat passed by, and the boss of the boat shouted to him.
"I'll be right back." Shen Zhanpeng responded and cast another net. This time he was lucky enough to find two palm-sized grass carps.
He closed the net, drove the boat, and returned to the dock.
The huge gate fell behind.
It's dark.
On the river in the distance, the water surged, creating circles of ripples.
There are green eyes lighting up in the darkness, moving closer to this side.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Dozens of explosive bombs were blasted out, falling on the river, burning violently, and the fire illuminated half of the river.
There were vague shadows of monsters, and they turned and fled.
Shen Zhanpeng came to the shore, tied the rope to the wooden stake, carried half a bucket of fish, and walked barefoot on the gravel path.
The shanty towns ahead were lit with dots of lights.
Shen Zhanpeng sometimes thinks that if my mother is still here, when he comes back from fishing, one of these lights will belong to him.
Shen Zhanpeng came to a dilapidated shack by the road. An old man in his eighties was hunched over and cooking noodles. The side dishes were cabbage gangs picked up from nowhere. There was no trace of oil or water in the pot.
On the bed next to him, which was piled with miscellaneous items, lay a child with mental retardation, chattering without knowing what he was talking about.
Shen Zhanpeng caught the two largest carps from the bucket, and without waiting for the old man to refuse, he threw them into the water tank in the corner and turned around to leave.
The old man stumbled out after holding two eggs that he was not willing to give to his grandson. Shen Zhanpeng had already gone far away.
Went to a few more shacks.
The bucket is empty.
Shen Zhanpeng walked for a while, and when he passed by the canteen, several old men and women were sitting under the street lamp chatting.
Seeing Shen Zhanpeng, an old lady waved a cattail leaf fan and asked, "Xiao Shen, how was the harvest today?"
Several old men and women nearby came over.
Shen Zhanpeng turned the bucket upside down.
"I haven't caught any fish yet."
"I think your network is broken. It's time to change it."
"Maybe it's bad luck. I'll put a stick of incense on the Dragon Prince and let him bless me."
Old men and women gave suggestions one after another.
Shen Zhanpeng just smiled and did not answer.
An old lady said, "Xiao Shen, do you know what day it is today?"
Shen Zhanpeng shook his head.
"What about Chinese Valentine's Day, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet? You are forty-sixth this year, right?"
Shen Zhanpeng didn't understand what the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl had to do with him, but he still said: "Forty-eight."
"I'm almost fifty, and it's time to get a wife. I have a distant niece who is fifty-three this year. She is a woman who knows how to live a good life. I think you two are a good match."
"Isn't your niece blind? Don't harm Xiao Shen."
"Hey you stinky old man, what's wrong with the blind man? A blind man can also give birth to a son. If you can't speak, just don't speak. No one will treat you as a mute."
The old man and the old woman started arguing.
Next to him, the owner of the canteen who was watching the excitement saw that the radio on the table was silent, so he patted it, and then an intermittent voice sounded:
"After receiving instructions from the God of War and the Elder Council, half of Jiangling City's army will leave in three days..."
"...there are hidden soldiers...Please don't panic...please cooperate fully..."
The boss picked his ears and said, "What are you talking about?"
Shen Zhanpeng was already far away, so naturally he couldn't hear the voice on the radio.
As for introducing a partner, he was not interested either.
If you are living in a state of confusion, why bother hurting others?
Ever since his parents died, he had always felt that his heart was always empty and he couldn't bring himself to do anything.
In this situation, if you were in the army, you would definitely have an instructor to provide you with psychological counseling, right?
The instructor is always my mother-in-law, which is very annoying.
Shen Zhanpeng came outside a wooden shed, opened the door with the key, and turned on the light.
The shack is not big, just a bed, a table, a chair, and a stove.
Unlike other shacks in shantytowns, this shack is very neat and clean.
Even the quilt on the bed was folded into a square tofu shape.
The electrical appliances at home only include a lamp, a rice cooker, and a mobile phone.
Shen Zhanpeng washed the rice and steamed the rice.
I got some water and went to the stall behind the shed to take a shower.
After washing the clothes, hang them on hangers, straighten the wrinkles, and then hang them on the rope to dry.
This is a habit developed in the army. If your clothes are wrinkled, you will be punished.
The meal is ready.
Shen Zhanpeng took out the inner pot and used it as a bowl, and ate it with the pickles.
While I was eating, I suddenly heard a "ding" sound.
It's the sound of a mobile phone.
Shen Zhanpeng ignored it. The city government always sent messages from time to time to remind fishermen to pay attention to their safety.
After planing a few mouthfuls of rice, there was another "ding" sound.
Shen Zhanpeng finally picked up the phone, opened it and looked at it.
This is not a message from the city.
In the sender column, there are only three words: instructor.
It was as if a hand suddenly pinched his heart.
Shen Zhanpeng panicked and dropped his cell phone on the table.
He quickly picked it up again and clicked on the message.
"Come back soon, I've received your reply."
Shen Zhanpeng's head buzzed.
He is already forty-eight years old.
I never thought I would receive this text message again.
In my heart, the fire that had been extinguished long ago was suddenly ignited.
There was a flash of light in his eyes.
That hazy aura disappeared in an instant.
Shen Zhanpeng picked up his mobile phone and quickly typed three words: "We must recall."
If there is a war, he will be summoned back.
This was his oath when he retired from the army.
Click Send.
Soon, an address was sent.
Shen Zhanpeng pulled a box from under the bed, opened it, and quickly took out a sky blue military uniform and put it on.
After putting on the military uniform, Shen Zhanpeng's back was no longer stooped, but straight.
He picked up the photo frame on the table and took out the photo.
In the photo, there is a family of three with bright smiles.
Shen Zhanpeng put the photo into his breast pocket, turned around and left without any hesitation.
He walked out of the shack and ran wildly.
The wind whistled in my ears.
A figure rushed forward amid the side glances of the surrounding residents.
At the canteen, old men and women saw someone rushing over and said in surprise, "This man's wife is about to give birth, and he is running in such a hurry."
"He seems to be a soldier."
"Oh, isn't this Xiao Shen? He's almost unrecognizable in military uniform."
Shen Zhanpeng rushed to the canteen, took a few breaths, and then said: "Uncle Zhou, I will exchange my boat for your battery car."
The old man at the canteen said, "Then you will suffer a big loss. My battery car is not worth a few hundred yuan."
"Give me the key, it's urgent." Shen Zhanpeng said.
The old man at the canteen took off the key and handed it over, "What's the matter?"
Shen Zhanpeng took the key and poked the battery car, "Go back to the army and fight."
"You really have been a soldier. What kind of army are you? Are you an atavist?" the old man at the canteen asked, and the other old men and women also came over curiously.
Shen Zhanpeng twisted the handle, and the battery car flew out and quickly disappeared on the small road in the night.
"air force."
Not long after the electric scooter was ridden out, another light appeared on the road.
There are more and more vehicles on the road, forming a traffic flow.
Traffic converges on the airport.
Shen Zhanpeng took a deep breath, straightened his military uniform, got out of the car, and walked forward.
Next to him was a veteran also wearing a blue military uniform.
Like a blue sky.
The engine roared.
From that dark night, a huge shadow fell.
Even if he couldn't see the shadow clearly, just by listening to the sound, Shen Zhanpeng could be sure that it was Yun-20.
The corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, "Fat girl."
now.
In the vast sky of Kyushu, thousands of transport planes and fighter jets took off and headed north.
On the dark land, the roar of tanks, tanks, transport vehicles, and countless engines intertwined together, like a majestic movement, tearing apart the tranquility of the night.
More than 8,000 steel torrents composed of active soldiers and veterans rushed toward the northern border.
The sixth line of defense, Akagi.
A barrier appeared in the city lord's office.
Li Xiang walked into it with his hands behind his back.
behind.
On the 3D projection of the Kyushu map, dozens of marked points lit up with red lights.
