Chapter 141 Home and Brothers

There is no ghost on Hell Island!

Almost every "people's husband" who first entered the island of hell told them that after going to the island and after a "choice" with no choice, the veterans who were responsible for training them did so. In the following training process, the veterans will do everything possible to torture these recruits, one after another, one month after another. Unless there is one day, they can end the normal training for new recruits, and until then, the torture will be alleviated.

"Exercise can keep you warm. In order to keep you from freezing to death, we will have 10,000 ways for you to get enough exercise."

For Li Pengcheng, from the day he was "cheated" to the hell island and became a "glorious light recovery soldier", the sergeant who trained him shouted at them like this, and every day he pulled him down was a nightmare. On the first day, the sergeants woke everyone up with the sound of pistols without waiting for dawn.

In fear, Li Pengcheng, like others, took off his thick and warm cotton-padded jackets and cotton-padded trousers on the training ground, and then wore thin training shirts to train on the training ground, running around the island, carrying logs, and dragging ammunition boxes. As they said, they did have 10,000 ways to make them exercise. .

After a day of training, Li Pengcheng, like everyone else, as soon as he returns to the dormitory, he will fall asleep, but not yet. After the normal training, he will have to take an hour of "Chinese studies class" to learn literacy, nationalism, learning... In short, until the last trace of energy is exhausted, he will not let They fell asleep.

In the early morning, the sudden sound of gunfire can wake up the dead. Almost at the moment of hearing the gunfire, the recruits who were sleeping and had finished their nightmares were over. As soon as they opened their eyes, the first reaction was to roll down from **. Then the first thing was not to wear clothes, but to run to the gun rack. This is a lot. During the training, non-commissioned officers used whips and sticks to teach them their instincts. When they heard the sound of gunfire, they would be subject to military law. The first reaction of soldiers to hear the sound of gunfire should be to pick up weapons and fight.

Three sergeants standing at the door of the barracks looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction. It's not bad today. Everyone took their weapons according to the division.

"Everyone! Gather up! Right away! Start with the time!"

When the sergeant with a military stick turned around and shouted again, Li Pengcheng, who ran back to the bedside to wear clothes, had just put on his hat, and then tripped over his clothes and fell heavily on the cold and hard gray surface.

The sergeants didn't pay attention to the chaos in the barracks. In the past, they did the same way.

Five minutes later, after washing up, he wore trousers, underwear and boots. Li Pengcheng stood with his comrades-in-arms next to him and prepared to start training. Every day's "wake up" training. After a simple warm-up, he walked around the island and hummed songs when running. For songs, in addition to "Blood Flag Song" and "Jing Zhong Bao" In addition to the must-singing of "The Kingdom" and "The Royal Han", no one asked them even if they sang eighteen touch.

After running in a circle, the sun just showed its face from the horizon in the east. Facing these recruits was a guy with wide shoulders and a gloomy expression, wearing the same military uniform as the recruits, but compared with these recruits, his trousers were straight and his boots could be used as a mirror. Like the instructors, he held a leather whip in his hand.

"Pay attention to it all, stand-right!"

Ma Youcai, who stood in front of everyone, forced a muffled roar from his throat.

"I am a professional sergeant Ma Youcai, and I am the training company commander of our company. When you talk to me, salute first and say "siliary." Now let's talk about the whip. They have two uses. First, indicate who the superior is. Second, we hope that they will be used on you, knock on you, make you move quickly, and improve your surname. You can't get hurt because of this, and using a rattan stick won't cause such consequences. At most, there is a tingling pain, but a lot of nonsense can be avoided.

Ma Youcai, who was just promoted to sergeant three days ago, would look a little proud. When he spoke, he waved his raw cowhide whip into the air. This was a symbol of the sergeants' power on the training ground. I don't know how many times, he dreamed that he would also get one. Now, this idea, finally, with the transfer of the former company commander of the sixth company to the teaching team, he began to lead the recruit company and control the life and death of these people.

"There is no wronged soul on Hell Island. So, we train you... who is sniffing?

The voice of Ma Youcai, who delivered his speech in office, was interrupted by the sound of sucking his nose, and he shouted and asked with a loud voice.

No one answered.

"Who is sniffing?"

Again, this time the voice is not loud, but everyone knows what will happen if no one comes forward. One person is wrong, everyone is in the army, everyone is a whole. Personal mistakes will lead to the failure of the whole, and finally everyone will die. This is a truth they told them with military sticks and whips. .

"I."

"What am I?"

"I sucked my nose."

"I sucked my nose, sir!"

"I sucked my nose, sir! The wind is blowing, sir!"

Standing by the sea, wearing a thin training suit, running more than ten kilometers, sweating all over and being blown by the sea breeze, it's strange that I don't catch a cold.

"Oh!"

Ma Youcai walked to the sniffer with a blank face and waved his whip under his nose.

"Name?"

"Liang Dong...sir."

"Liang Dong..."

Ma Youcai coldly repeated his name. When repeating the new recruit's name, the whip of his right hand turned to his left hand.

"Liang Dong is out of the list!"

"Yes, sir!"

Liang Dong in the queue took a step forward. As soon as he stood firmly, Ma Youcai stepped back with his right leg, and his right fist was punched at his little abdomen. Liang Dong was knocked to the ground with a howl.

"Get up!"

"Yes... sir!"

Although he felt that the intestines in his stomach were as painful as if they were twisted together, he stood up obediently.

"Stand firmly!"

Then, Ma Youcai's iron fist flew again, and this time he hit his little belly again.

"Get up!"

Liang Dong stood up again, and Ma Youcai raised the corners of his lips. This time, he didn't fight again, but looked at the recruit standing there in pain.

"Is it still cold now?"

"It's not cold! Sir!"

Liang Dong's answer made Li Pengcheng almost laugh. His snot flowed through his lips. How could his lips be cold and blue?

"Hmm! But I feel that you still feel cold. Um... I have to figure it out."

As soon as the words fell, Ma Youcai clicked a little with a whip.

"Did you see that bunker?"

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers. There were several lonely buildings on the top of the mountain, which were bunkers. They had seen other troops usually attack the bunker.

"Re leaving the team. Run back and forth. I'm talking about running. Hurry up! Sergeant! Give him the time.

"Yes, sergeant."

One of the six people with military sticks left the queue and ran to Liang Dong. After running for a while, they caught up with him. As soon as they caught up with him, they waved his buttocks.

turned to the recruits again and saw that they were still trembling and standing upright. Ma Youcai walked from beginning to end and stared at them one by one with a sneer on his face. Finally, he stood in front of us and shook his head, as if he were talking to himself, but his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Why does this kind of thing always fall on me?"

Li Pengcheng felt that the company commander's eyes were fixed on him, and then swept on others.

"You think you are the soldiers of the Guangfu Army in this military uniform! No!"

His eyes stared at them, and Ma Youcai's face was full of contempt.

"You are a group of slaves! Animals! [ecrifics] Do you understand? You fucking bones are full of slave surnames, and the bones are the bastards who are full of Qing slaves. Wearing this military uniform, you have ruined this military uniform! In my life, I have never seen so many bastards who are not slaves enough - you, what about you! Put your stomach away! Raise your head! I'm talking to you!"

Li Pengcheng quickly straightened his chest and abdomen, although he was not sure whether the instructor was talking about him or not. But the company commander in front of him kept talking and talking there. Listening to his roar, he would not shut up when he didn't scold them and insulted even the dead.

For, Li Pengcheng was used to it and numb. Finally, Ma Youcai was tired of scolding. With a straight face, he walked in front of the queue.

"Who are you!"

"Reinstatement soldiers!"

"What kind of restoration army?"

"Reinstate the nation, always loyal, resolute, and work together!"

"What makes the blood flag red!"

"Blood! Blood! "Blood!"

"How do we survive!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"I can't hear you!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Damn it, I still can't hear it!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Standard, official dogmatic Q&A echoes on the training ground. They must get used to, accept and agree with all this here. The only thing they need to do on Hell Island is loyalty and obedience, bloodshed and killing, which is their duty and mission.

"There are people off the island again!"

During the training break, looking at the dozens of soldiers lined up on the trestle to say goodbye to the officer respectfully, Wu Shenglan's eyes were full of envy. The outlying island was everyone's dream, especially when the recruits were training, almost everyone had the idea of running away.

But on this island, several people can escape. In the end, those who try to escape have to choose to escape, commit suicide, or return to the team one by one. In the end, those who escaped still had to return to the team. It was impossible for them to escape at all. Although they returned to the team, they still had to pay the price. There were 50 military sticks in public.

As for people who can't stand this hellish life, there are also suicides. Can suicide solve the problem? No!

Grit your teeth, survive the new recruit training, and you can ascend from hell to heaven! When training these recruits, they will tell them that in heaven, after becoming veterans, life is indeed like heaven. The monthly military pay is full, and you can rest for a day and a half a week. You only need to train 10 hours a day, and even on Sundays, you can go to the outer islands to relax, compared with the harsh new Soldier training, the veteran's son is indeed heaven.

The only shortcoming is that the mainland is too far away from them. They hardly know when to set foot on the mainland again. Sometimes they stand on the top of the mountain, holding a high-power telescope and looking at the continent from a distance. Sometimes they feel that they should have seen the continent, but that's just a feeling. I think so.

Ma Youcai leaned on the stone lazily and pressed the brim of his hat to block the sun.

"If you can enter the reconnaissance camp and pass the school entrance examination, you will also have a chance to go to the mainland!"

"Reconnaissance Camp..."

Wu Shenglan smiled helplessly. Those who could enter the reconnaissance battalion were the best soldiers. He himself was not even selected for reconnaissance, not to mention the headquarters reconnaissance battalion. He could only think about it.

"What do you train in the afternoon?"

"Shoot! What about you?"

"Drop a bomb!"

"...The killing range of the grenade can reach 15 meters!"

Standing in front of the grenade wall chart, Ma Youcai paced back and forth, introducing the surname and parameters of the grenade to these recruits.

"And shrapnel can fly farther!"

He turned his hand and picked up a red coach bullet from the table.

"Rewrap the back cover! Pull the wire, look, now the grenade is lit, and then we wave our arms, throw the grenade out, and then look for cover.

After completing a set of action explanations, Ma Youcai walked to the soldiers with a coach bullet in his hand.

"Four to five seconds after pulling the wire, it will explode! Is there a problem?"

Staring at the recruits in front of him, Ma Youcai asked. The soldiers didn't say anything, just looked at the grenade in the officer's hand.

"Boom!"

After each explosion, a cheer came from the seaside bunker. Although the explosion of the grenade gave them some fear, it also stimulated their nerves and made these people excited.

Taking out the grenade from the box, Ma Youcai shouted.

"Next!"

Li Pengcheng walked over, took the grenade excitedly, unscrewed the back cover and threw it casually.

"Punline, wave your arms, throw out, dodge..."

With Ma Youcai's command, the grenade was thrown out of Li Pengcheng's hand, and the sand raised by the explosion even flew into the bunker. After dropping the bomb, Li Pengcheng proudly showed the pull line in his hand to his comrades-in-arms. Driven by the porcelain ring at the bottom, he drew a circle with his rotation.

"Next..."

"Damn it, I said throw it out!"

Occasionally, when throwing bombs or forgetting to throw bombs because of timidity, Ma Youcai will always curse a few words loudly. One for each person, and the ammunition box is slowly empty. There are only two boxes of twelve grenade boxes and 180 grenades left.

"Next..."

Some people were excited by the explosion, and some people were afraid of the explosion. The throwing of the grenade was the most courage. He held the grenade in his hand and handed the grenade to a recruit. Ma Youcai noticed that the recruit was pale and even his arms trembled a little.

"Give!"

He stuffed the grenade into his hand. He didn't wait for Ma Youcai to shout the order, the recruit turned off the back cover. When the porcelain ball slipped out of the handle of the grenade, he pulled it hard. The grenade smoked, and the grenade was still in his hand. He was scared.

"Are you crazy? Throw it out! Hurry up..."

Ma Youcai opened his mouth and shouted angrily, but the frightened recruit still held the grenade. At this time, the grenade fell from his hand and made a muffled sound when it fell on the bunker board.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Li Pengcheng couldn't even hear what the officer was shouting. He just stared at the grenade. Ma Youcai, who shouted loudly, climbed out of the bunker along the ladder in a panic. Several people reacted quickly and wanted to climb out of the bunker, but most people stood in the bunker and looked at it stupidly. A grenade with white smoke.

At this moment, a man squeezed out of the crowd. He ran towards him. When he ran a few steps, he suddenly rushed to his body and pressed the grenade. When the man's head was raised, the pale face was reflected in Li Pengcheng's sight. It was Liang Dong.

"Boom..."

The dull explosion sounded in the bunker, and the splash of flesh and blood splashed on everyone's faces and bodies. The bunker was completely miserable. It was not until then that people came to their senses. Li Pengcheng gasped in horror and looked at the broken body.

The sun is like blood. The training ground in front of the headquarters is full of 26,000 officers and soldiers of the Guangfu Army. The troops are standing on the spacious training ground according to the square team. This may be the first time that all the officers and soldiers of the Guangfu Army have gathered when the flag has not been raised since the completion of Hell Island. Everyone was wearing the black military uniform of the Guangfu Army, wearing military hats and standing with no expression on their faces.

Xiao Yu, dressed in military uniform, first walked to the stage. On the stage, he saw not only the officers and soldiers of the Guangfu Army, but also the students of Huangpu Sports School who did not wear military ranks. They also came. In Chen Moran's words, this was the best opportunity for education.

"Today, everyone is here to remember our heroes!"

As soon as his voice fell, the military band stepped forward and played the fierce drums with the military drums, walking forward along the central passage of the team from the back of the training ground.

"Don, Don..."

The sound of drums hit people's hearts. When the eight officers behind the band appeared in the center of the square team with a thin black coffin on their shoulders, Li Pengcheng, who was standing in the square team, couldn't help looking at the coffin. Until now, he couldn't imagine what kind of courage it was to make Liang Dong jump on the grenade.

The black coffin was carried to the podium. When the drums fell, Chen Moran walked to the podium and looked at the soldiers under the stage. This was not the first training accident on Hell Island, but the first time someone sacrificed himself to protect others.

"Today, we gather here to pay our last respects to our comrades, Liang Dong!"

Chen Moran's voice echoed on the training ground through the loudspeaker. Although the loudspeaker had just been invented, it had already appeared on Hell Island.

"At the most dangerous moment, he sacrificed himself for others. He gave his life and saved the lives of 24 comrades-in-arms! This man, the man lying at the funeral!"

As soon as the words sank, Chen Moran looked around at the nearly 27,000 officers and soldiers under the stage. The reason why he attended the funeral was because of his educational significance. The recruit told everyone with his own actions that they were a whole and could sacrifice for each other at any time.

"At the last moment of his life, he stood up without hesitation. In our era, we don't need cowardly compromises. We don't need people who are boastful and selfish. What we need is people who are down-to-earth and pay for others. Every officer and soldier of the Restoration Army standing here today should ask themselves a simple question: "

Point your right hand forward and point to all people.

"Why didn't I pounce on that grenade? At that moment, did he realize that the lives of his comrades-in-arms were more valuable than his own? If the answer was yes, what was the reason?

Holding his hands on the podium, Chen Moran asked in a low voice. The question echoed on the island of hell, and also echoed in everyone's heart.

"Our lives do not belong to ourselves, but to our nation, our country, and our legion, our brothers, what can we have and how to die, which is comparable to dying for the nation, for the country, for the legion, and for our brothers like a hero! It's more to be proud!"

At this time, Chen Moran raised the palm of his right hand and gently raised it. The officers and soldiers under the stage stood upright at the same time. This funeral will leave a problem in everyone's heart, and this question is exactly what Chen Moran is willing to see. One person is wrong and the whole class teaches their sense of collective and unity, and the punishment of military sticks is far from The demonstration of the actions made by the hero who rushed to the grenade.

What is the place to die? Perhaps it was his way of death. After hearing the news here in Shanghai in the afternoon, Chen Moran decided to rush to Hell Island to attend his funeral almost immediately, in order to leave this problem and the honor of dying like a hero to everyone, and to leave it to these officers and soldiers of the restoration army.

"When that day comes, when your comrades-in-arms and brothers are in danger on the battlefield, are you willing to give your life for your comrades-in-arms and brothers like him? This is a question for all of us. Today, one of our comrades answered with action and life. I also left this problem to all of us!

And my answer is: I do! I am willing to die for the brothers of the same legion around me!

Liang Dong, the country and the nation will thank you! And I will never forget it!"

After saying this, Chen Moran went to the coffin. A soldier held a brocade box made of red silk in his hand and walked to the coffin. There was a medal on the cotton box. This was the first medal awarded by the Guangfu Army. Even this afternoon, it was made of wax mold temporarily made by the master of the industrial company. The medal was made of silver, gold and Made of sapphire.

After receiving the medal, Chen Moran bent down and pressed the medal on the coffin, stuck a nail word, waved a hammer with his right hand, nailed the nail, thud... Every sound was knocked on the hearts of these officers and soldiers. People looked at the coffin covered with blood flags and blue, yellow and red tricolor flags, and many people's hearts For the first time, I gave birth to a sense of belonging. In the past, the feeling of "the legion is my home" that I taught them rose in everyone's hearts every time. Everyone standing beside them is a brother who is willing to die for each other at any time.

The funeral ended in the sunset. In the sound of gunfire at the funeral, they sent away a brother, who also welcomed their own brother. The restoration army was their home, and the comrades-in-arms around them were their brothers.

(to be continued)