Back to 80: My literary life

Chapter 36 Cruel War (please vote for collection and follow up)
  When Fang Minghua first saw Zhou Shunlai, he was standing on the grass with his sleeves rolled up and barefoot practicing playing the trumpet.

The song he played was "Nanniwan".

Cheerful and melodious.

He is also darker in appearance, but with his tall 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.

Now he seems to be playing trumpet in a certain art troupe in Yanjing?
  After the song was played, Fang Minghua walked over and was about to introduce himself when Zhou Shunlai smiled, his dark face showing white teeth.

"Are you Writer Fang? Our team leader told me, and Song Tangtang also told me yesterday."

He spoke in 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 common."

The same tone as Song Tangtang!
  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 been practicing since you were a child?"

"Well, my family comes 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 became interested.

"No, I started out as a bugler in the army."

"what?"

Zhou Shun said 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 play the bugle as a bugler. After serving as a bugler for three years, he was supposed to be demobilized, but the art troupe went to the army to perform for the soldiers, and accidentally discovered He was a good bugler. After asking, he 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 I 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, who declined with a smile.

Zhou Shunlai ordered 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 speaking, 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. He saw a chubby little girl with a sky-high pigtail.

"Cute." Fang Minghua said with a smile, returned the photo to the other party, and asked, "I heard from Song Tangtang 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 troops 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 exercises are all necessary. The year before last, after the war started, our group participated in a mobilization meeting. The whole group mobilized more than 40 people and divided them into several groups. The whole squad went to the front line.”

"did you go?"

"Of course, there are not many male art soldiers in the regiment. You are a man and if you don't join, who will go?!"

"There are ten of us in this team. We have been on the front line for more than a month. Our mission is to go deep into each position to perform condolences and boost morale."

"and after?"

"Later, after completing the mission, they were withdrawn from the front line. However, one member of our team was killed and one was injured. Our captain died. The other one was a female soldier, a very beautiful girl, but half of her face was injured by a grenade, leaving a permanent scar. , and then I changed my job and went back."

At the end, Zhou Shunlai let out a long sigh.     “Have you encountered an enemy?”

"Yes, after the condolences performance, we encountered an enemy sneak attack on our 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 at that time, my hand holding the gun I was a little shaken, but I got used to it later.”

"Your mission is indeed dangerous." Fang Minghua admired him sincerely.

"Danger? Compared with those soldiers, this is nothing." Zhou Shunlai said with a smile: "The unit I was originally in also went to the front line. I once met my comrades in the same class as me in the rear hospital. He One of his legs was broken and is being treated in the hospital."

“He told me that their position encountered a fierce attack by the enemy, first shelling and then followed by a large number of enemies. In this battle, more than 30 of our company commanders, deputy company commanders, and instructors were all sacrificed.

"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. Then asked: "Have you ever heard of the Ten Kill Order?" "

Fang Minghua shook his head.

"I remember it very clearly. It was February 79, 2. At the oath-taking ceremony, although we were not frontline combatants, the regiment leader also read out the ten battlefield disciplines:

If you don't shrink from the former, kill!

Anyone who escapes from battle shall be killed!

Those who refuse to save will be killed!

Greedy for life and afraid of death, kill!

Kill those who surrender to the enemy and rebel!

Anyone who delays the opportunity to fight will be killed!

Anyone who disobeys military orders will be killed!

Anyone who leaks military information shall be killed!

Anyone who lies about military intelligence shall be killed!

Anyone who shakes 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 bit 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 warrior to stand will be the first to take command."

“If the machine gunner fell, the second gunner would take over. If the second gunner fell, the third soldier would take over. If Zhang San, who was the blaster, died, Li Si would take over. If Li Si died, Wang Wu would take over.

"If you command a platoon in battle, you will be a platoon commander, and if you command a company, you will be a company commander."

"My comrade-in-arms was already the platoon leader at the time. He 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 for one day. Compared with my former comrades in the army, how is this dangerous?"

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 toward the auditorium, chatting 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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