The novel | a broken arm

The enemy had just prepared for a round of artillery fire. A giant tree was skinned by the rising heat, like a chicken that had lost its fur.

"Scared?"

The machine gunner Lao Zhang patted the dust on his clothes and turned his head to ask the wheat teeth next to him.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Good boy!"

The 16-year-old Mai Ya leaned sideways, still not dodging Lao Zhang's heavy beat, just like the sapper's shovel on the ground.

"Are you afraid?" Mai Ya asked the tall and mighty Shandong Man.

"Afraid!"

Lao Zhang's voice was low and dull, but it fell into his ears very clearly, and he was a little disbelieving how the word "afraid" could come out of the old soldier's mouth.

Mai Ya shifted his gaze to the old man's chapped lips and looked at him questioningly.

Lao Zhang spat out a mouthful of spit, smashed into the fine soil foam of the bomb crater next to him, and immediately seeped into the fine stone cracks in the crater.

"My daughter is only 3 years old, and I don't want her to call someone else a father in the future!"

Mai Ya said, "Then I'm not afraid, I don't have a wife yet!" ”

Lao Zhang said: "It is better to be alive than S, and if you want to survive on the battlefield, you must use your brain!" ”

"Bullets don't have long eyes, and when charging, who can run around the bullets?"

The wheat tooth tone is somewhat dismissive.

The 16-year-old young man, with the enthusiasm for meritorious service, came to the Korean battlefield without his parents, and during the Battle of Chosin Lake, he was ordered to go to The 545.5 Heights with his troops.

This low-rise heights have been fought over after many rounds of contention. The commander of the three battalions where Mai Ya belonged had died heroically and was now acted by the deputy battalion commander.

"You remember, to live on the battlefield, you must first learn to listen to the sound of bullets, so that you can bypass it and survive!"

Then Lao Zhang taught several ways to distinguish the sound of shells, at this time, suddenly a shell landed next to Lao Zhang, and the huge force that rose when the shell exploded threw the wheat teeth into the air like a piece of paper, and then fell down heavily.

At that moment, Mai Ya suddenly felt that he was S. When he fell to the ground and rubbed his eyes, he saw Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang had been blown to the point of blurring flesh and blood, one arm was broken, and the blood in his mouth was spitting out like a gushing spring. Mai Ya was frightened by this tragic scene and cried, and he crawled to Lao Zhang's side.

Old Zhang snorted, his voice was very low, and said intermittently: "Mai Ya, remember, I am the daughter of my hometown in Shandong, and you are alive and well!" Let her call you Daddy! ”

At this time, one of the enemy's shells fell again, and the dust that exploded covered both Mai Ya and Lao Zhang.

This is the story told to me by a veteran of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea in the village.