Lao Li is a very ordinary Chinese man. After he joined the army at the age of 29, he has been living a life of dawdling and getting paid. Being a soldier is just a profession for him, because the Great China Empire does not give soldiers that job.
The meaning of struggle.
The soldiers of the Tang Empire shouldered the historical responsibility. They wanted to protect their own happy life and liberate their oppressed and enslaved compatriots, so they had the meaning to fight for it and they had the belief to move forward bravely.
It must be said that the propaganda machine of the Tang Empire performed well enough, and the soldiers of the Tang Empire sincerely hoped that they were doing justice.
Because the Datang Empire carried out a series of reforms, even from the most superficial point of view, the Datang Empire can indeed be called the light of the world, and the wars launched by the Datang Empire are indeed saving all people from disaster.
The lives of the soldiers of the Dahua Empire are completely different. They can't even save themselves, let alone save others.
These soldiers often had their military pay deducted, and at the same time, they had to take on many jobs that did not belong to them in peacetime: helping the nobles with farm work, and working as part-time laborers for the commanders.
Frankly speaking, the military training hours of these soldiers are not as long as the time they spent helping the landlord's house.
When war breaks out, these soldiers are just cannon fodder, armed with weapons that are not very useful and all kinds of equipment of worrying quality, to challenge an enemy that is hundreds of times more powerful than before.
This makes the soldiers of the Dahua Empire generally have low combat effectiveness. Many times they just deal with errands and then surrender or be defeated.
Lao Li is actually such an ordinary Chinese soldier. He sneaks around on the battlefield and most of the time only thinks about his own life.
On this day, he returned to his familiar rhythm. Everything around him seemed to be returning to what it was before. He could once again do the job that the soldiers of the Dahua Empire were most familiar with.
That's right, what the soldiers of the Dahua Empire are most familiar with is not fighting, but working... Lao Li joined the army of labor in a place full of rubble and ruins.
He didn't even bring the Cyric 1 rifle that was not very useful. He just walked in the open space that he would never dare to approach on weekdays, randomly picked up half a brick, and then walked back to the roadside, feeling comfortable
He threw the broken brick in the corner.
Not just him, everyone around him is doing similar work. Some engineers have their own shovels and pickaxes, but most of them can only use their own hands to pick up the broken bricks scattered in the open space.
Broken tiles.
Where to throw these broken stones and tiles depends entirely on which location is closer. If it is closer to the roadside, throw it to the roadside. If the crater is closer, throw it directly into the crater.
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The officers of the Dahua Empire, who had long been unwilling to continue fighting, stood together and kept smoking, enjoying this long-lost comfortable time.
Normally, they would never dare to stand like this in broad daylight. It would be no different from a fixed target. Toyoe's snipers would immediately open fire and make a hole in their heads.
Before the armistice in Fengjiang, when moving in the ruins of the city, you must be very careful with every move you make. You must always observe the movements around you and pay attention to the corners around you that are suitable for sniping.
At that time, I didn’t even dare to stand up straight when I went to the toilet. Sometimes I couldn’t see the sun for several days. Everyone was like cockroaches in the cracks or rats in the sewer. Every breath was tortured.
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We must be cautious every minute and every second. This feeling is really driving people crazy. So when the news of the temporary ceasefire came, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
This ceasefire was not decided between Fengjiang and Dahua, but was brokered through the mediation of the Tang Empire - there is a difference in this, because if it was an agreement reached between Fengjiang and Dahua, then there might be a ceasefire
There may be some problems during this period, but this matter is led by the Tang Empire, so in everyone's eyes, there really is no problem.
A Dahua officer in the distance lit a cigarette and exhaled a breath of white air, as if his whole person came to life.
Beside him, there were officers telling jokes and stretching. It felt like he was on vacation on the beach, rather than in a city that was about to be reduced to ruins.
Lao Li also felt very comfortable. He was a timid person who cherished his life. It would be much happier for him to stand in the sun and pick up stones than to run forward against the enemy's machine gun fire.
Therefore, he works very seriously. This hard-working attitude makes Lao Li very popular with his commander: no one doesn't like the kind of person who can repair the door when the door is broken, and collect the vegetables when the vegetable patch is ripe.
coolie.
So before coming to Fengjiang, Lao Li's immediate superior gave Lao Li the title of logistics captain, making Lao Li an officer.
It's just that this officer really has no status. The Great China Empire itself doesn't pay attention to the logistics troops, and the rank of captain of the logistics troops is actually not high.
According to the standards of front-line troops, Lao Li, an officer, can only be regarded as a squad leader at most. He only has seven old, weak, sick and disabled people under his command. He is responsible for distributing various supplies on weekdays, and sometimes helps in the kitchen.
Because supplies are becoming increasingly expensive and scarce, soldiers like Lao Li no longer have a supply of cigarettes. They have also not seen other frontline subsidies such as bread for a long time.
This kind of treatment is really not as good as the Fengjiang Army on the opposite side. Chocolate candies and all kinds of messy snacks can often be found on the corpses of those damn rebels.
Normally, everyone would not dare to touch the enemy's corpse easily, because it would probably be destroyed by the enemy's snipers. Therefore, it is not practical to turn over the corpses to find food, so Dahua soldiers can only eat and sleep in the open.
They haven't had a hot meal for a long time. If it weren't for the ceasefire, they might not be able to enjoy the hot meal supply now.
Dozens of soldiers walked over from Fengjiang Army's position holding a brand new rail. They shouted slogans and lifted the rail to the corresponding position step by step.
Because the crater has not been filled in and the sleepers are not in place, the rails can only be placed aside. In terms of efficiency, it seems that the Tang Empire behind Fengjiang will always be higher.
"Brothers, you have worked hard. This is a soda from the Tang Dynasty Empire to reward you." Dozens of Fengjiang soldiers came over carrying boxes of drinks. It seemed that they also enjoyed this rare peaceful time.
The suitcases were placed on the roadside one by one. The leader, Officer Fengjiang, even used a bottle opener to open a bottle of soda and handed it directly to the officer Dahua who came over.
The Dahua officer was not polite, because he had already enjoyed the sweetness of this drink yesterday. He grabbed the soda and drank it. The spicy stimulation along with the taste of the essence repeatedly echoed on his tongue, and he opened it all at once.
All the taste buds of Dahua Officer.
Although the weather was already very cold at this time, the cool feeling suddenly hit his stomach, which still made Officer Dahua burp with satisfaction, with a satisfied look on his face.
After taking the second bottle of flavored soda, the officer finally showed mercy. He waved and shouted to Lao Li: "Old Li! Come and drink soda! Everyone else, come here! Get in line, don't
I feel so uncomfortable!”
After hearing the order, the Dahua soldiers began to gather around, with all kinds of smiles on their faces. One by one, they took the delicious sodas from the Fengjiang soldiers, just like each other a few days ago.
They are not the same ones who throw grenades.
"Have you brought it?" Lao Li took the soda and mysteriously came to the corner with a Fengjiang soldier. He looked back at the circle of officers in the distance and asked in a low voice.
"Bring it! Where's the money?" The Fengjiang soldier took out a pack of cigarettes from the inside of his clothes, some of which were even opened. He counted them one by one and put them in Lao Li's hand.
"You count." Lao Li took out a bundle of banknotes from his pocket, which were all "gold coins" of the Tang Empire, the so-called Tang Yuan.
After giving the money, he started to look down at the cigarettes that were not in good packaging to see if there was any missing quantity: obviously, these cigarettes were all scrapped together, and some of the cigarette boxes were wrinkled, but the cigarettes inside were all of good quality.
Looks good.
"Don't give me less! I have to reconcile the accounts when I get back." Lao Li put the cigarettes in his arms and warned the Fengjiang soldier who was counting the money.
"How many less cigarettes can I give you?" The Fengjiang soldier took out three pieces of chocolate from another pocket with disdain. This was obviously a high-end gadget only available to snipers of the Tang Empire: "Look at you, you are such a bear.
Like! Take it to your commander, and bring a bag with you tomorrow. I have cans and instant noodles here, they are all really good."
"Really? What's the price?" Lao Li asked directly, almost drooling, his eyes shining.
The Fengjiang soldier very professionally took out a price list from his chest pocket and handed it to Lao Li: "Follow the price above! I will give your commander one-tenth of the profit later, and you will take less.
It’s no big deal.”
At this moment, Lao Li was deeply shocked by the other party's professionalism: he really didn't expect that such a shameful transaction could be so blatantly exposed.
If someone were to catch him, he would be sentenced to death for such a crime of liaison with foreign countries. Even if he was not shot to death as a warning, he would not be unjustly imprisoned for ten years, right?
If he, Lao Li, hadn't been in charge of the stall in the back office and was really being cornered by some of his friends below, how would he dare to trade cigarettes with people from Fengjiang?
But there are too many old smokers. In the past, it was okay to have low-quality cigarettes supplied from behind, but recently there are no more grass leaves. Those people are almost rolling up waste paper and taking a few puffs.
