"Give."

The pretty girl handed a coarse grain pancake to Xia Tian. Xia Tian looked at the other party in surprise, took it silently, then swallowed it voraciously, stuffed the pancake into her mouth, and chewed it briefly, swallowed it and surrendered it to her rebellious belly.

He didn't ask if there were any such stupid words. He quietly turned his head, not wanting the girl Chuan to see her voracious look.

"I'll ask you something, have you ever met my brother? My brother is a lieutenant of the Sichuan Army. Last year, his company commander died. He became the company commander and took care of many people. The rest of their division came back, but there were no people from the Sichuan Army. I have been waiting for him for a long time. By the way, this is a photo of my brother. Do you know it or not?" The Sichuan girl spoke very incoherently. In the words of the Xia era, she was called Meng-but, Meng at that time was praise, and at this time, Meng...

Often means stupidity.

The girl Chuan took out the photo, which was a lieutenant and her. The girl Chuan smiled and looked very cute.

"Have you seen him?" asked carefully with anticipation.

In fact, Xia Tian knew the answer without looking at the photos, but looking at the girl who gave her a pancake, he thought: It would be better to let her not know.

"I haven't seen it before, but I think he must have a task. You know, the soldier is obedient, and he can't help but go wherever he asks him. He can't help but get down with an order." Xia Tian said lies with difficulty. Lies were as simple as drinking cold water for him. Even lies such as swearing and swearing, he could tell them without stopping. When he was cheating on his senior sister in the freshman year, he could not even blush even if he couldn't sleep like that. He couldn't sleep because he couldn't sleep because he couldn't sleep all night.

But this time, he said it was difficult and even full of guilt.

"They all said that, but after so long, they didn't even send a letter." The Sichuan girl complained to her brother in distress. Xia Tian suddenly remembered the one hundred and six people, they... They also have such relatives. Their relatives may be like this Sichuan girl, waiting for relatives who are worriedly who are ordered by an order from above but will never be able to come back?

right……

Relatives who don’t even have ashes or news.

"Your brother must have written a letter, but you know, it must be easy to lose a letter these days. I can't say which Ma Daha accidentally threw it away." Xia Tian said, perhaps because he made up a lie, and now he has already said it much more neatly.

"Why should I throw my brother away? It's really..." The girl complained dissatisfiedly, then took out another pancake, stuffed it into Xia Tian's hand without saying a word, and said thank you to Xia Tian with a smile, saying, "Then if you meet him, remember to urge him to come and see me quickly."

Xia Tian nodded fiercely to agree. Then the girl remembered that she had not mentioned her name yet and said, "My name is Xiao Zui. When you meet him, remember to say, Xiao Zui misses her brother very much." As Xia Tian nodded repeatedly, the little Zui girl left here happily, completely forgot about her from beginning to end, and never said what her surname was or what her brother's name was.

Watching the other party leave, Xia Tian's gaze becomes extremely complicated.

The hard cake in his hand seemed very heavy at this moment. Xia Tian resisted the urge to stuff the cake into his mouth and carefully put it in his pocket. Meng Lian was not a good person, but they all ate all the way through the two of them. They had forgotten him just now when they were very hungry, so they kept him a bite.

...

In the yard of the shelter station, Xia Tian saw Deputy Meng Lian who needed to support him in daily movements, but at critical moments he ran faster than a rabbit. However, Deputy Meng Lian is now like a dog protecting food, staring nervously at the surrounding soldiers. The surrounding soldiers were staring at the little food in Deputy Meng Lian's hands.

The defeated soldiers were swallowing, as hideous and terrifying as hungry wolf.

After summer came in, the episode where the local dogs were protecting food, the local dogs were drooling, and the local dogs were watching the tiger. Everyone knew that the little bit of food was just a slap in the stomach.

"Your portion." After Xia Tian came, Meng Deputy Lian divided the food into two. One of the slightly larger portions was his, and the other portion was Xia Tian. Xia Tian didn't care about it, but just took out the cakes and handed them to Meng Deputy Lian.

Meng Deputy Lian looked at Xia Tian in surprise and silently took the pancake.

Very tacit understanding.

"We can't do this anymore," Xia Tian whispered after eating the poor food, "We have to change our situation."

As soon as he was a defeated soldier, Xia Tian asked Deputy Company Commander Meng what to do. Deputy Company Commander Meng said that the solution was to follow the defeated soldiers and find a shelter station that was willing to accept them. He waited for the new army of the National Army to wait for the new army. Then they would re-enter the army from the shelter station, send a decent or undecent rifle to continue their previous mission.

This is one of the only two ways out for the defeated soldiers. The other is to take off their military uniforms and leave them. Generally speaking, the only way to be caught and killed in a corner where there is no one.

In fact, it is the same fate as continuing to be a defeated soldier.

This is the fate of the defeated soldiers, which cannot be chosen or fought for.

"We should be like soldiers." Xia Tian said his thoughts.

"Is there anything to eat?" Deputy Meng Lian asked suddenly.

Xia Tian shook her head.

"Then..." he said with some hilariousness: "Why do you look like a soldier?"

Deputy Meng Lian looked at Xia Tian as if he was looking at himself a long time ago. When he was the first time he was a defeated soldier, he didn't want to be like those old fried dough sticks, but now he... has become theirs.

Xia Tian faced Deputy Meng Lian's retort, and for a moment he was speechless, without any food. Why did you ask these defeated princes to maintain their appearance as soldiers? To put it bluntly, they are not even full of stomachs. How can they maintain their appearance as soldiers?

Everyone cheats and robs, isn’t it just for the sake of having a meal? They can’t even eat, so what else to talk about?

In fact, it was not just Xia Tian who wanted to change, but even the major in the yard wanted to change it. He had been working tirelessly to change this situation, trying to use his personal charm to lead the dozens of defeated soldiers in the yard. Now he is making his own efforts.

"We can't continue like this. We can't be like a bunch of scattered sand or a group of bandits. We should change it." The major was pushing his thoughts to others, but unfortunately all his words were ridiculous.

"Will there be food to eat if you change?"

Someone showed off the cruelest reality, and the major instantly lost his temper and shrank back again in panic.

Being a soldier eats food and receives wages, and there is no food or wages. These people are in a mess.

"I want to change, yes, what do I want here? Want to change my clothes? Come here, just identify these four words." Milong kicked the four words of business principles he wrote with his feet, venting his indignation as much as possible - a bully in the defeated barracks and a black market operator, who was actually someone who had ideals, pursuits, and had made contributions and fought for them.

only……

The cruel reality made him collapse from the Northeast to here, and then he realized it.

Then, he became a bully on the black market here, an existence that countless defeated soldiers could not provoke. So he began to enjoy the delicious and spicy food, and he began to live a good life that he had never imagined before - a group of penniless defeated soldiers set off his rich man, making him a rich man.

The people who tried to change retreated, and everyone looked at each other and decided to continue living their lives as if they were accepting their fate.

Xia Tian is actually not used to this kind of bad luck that is like accepting fate - everyone is rotten, desperate, so desperate that he doesn't want to, and he doesn't think it will change, which makes him very uncomfortable. Although he was so numb in his two years in college, he has a pursuit at least. Although he was planning to confess to the goddess, that's also a pursuit, right?

[I don't think I should have rotted like this. If it continues to rot, I think I will sooner or later rot into a pile of rotten meat - I am different from them. They are desperate because of the continuous defeat, but I know that the Japanese's good days are about to end. I shouldn't have rotted like this. Even if I can't go home, I have to do something to say to the 'Donate a life' that I shouted when I was young and frivolous.]

"How can we make these people feel numb?"

Xia Tian was thinking about this question and his eyes were flying back and forth among the crowd. He thought, there was always a way.

Milong is actually the most confused person - September 18th is a pain that everyone in Northeast China cannot forget. He was not so numb at the beginning. He was once a soldier, imagining something for the black soil in the Northeast and the people there.

But his defeat, his defeat, and his running along made his former dream become out of reach and made him slowly give up that ridiculous thing.

But he had a dream after all.

He hated these defeated soldiers because they were as numb as him. Seeing them was like seeing themselves, so he was very accustomed to seeing different things, such as the major among the defeated soldiers, such as the defeated soldiers named Xia Tian.

The major gave him a different feeling from the defeated soldiers. The major was trying hard to do something--but, he was as immature and timid as he was, but in front of the defeated soldiers, it was like a handful of snow in front of the bonfire, which melted when touched. The mysterious dragon always thought: sooner or later, this major will become like them, like the officers he had contacted, cowardly, sharp, running...

What about that summer?

Those were the only two clean people among the defeated soldiers, one was the major and the other was Xia Tian. However, when seeing Xia Tian huddled there, Milong seemed to see Xia Tian’s future. The future, the soldier named Xia Tian will become like everyone here.

The ending of everyone's life seems to be the same. They will become unified and numb, without hope, only bone-bending despair and numbness.

So Milong wanted to see more Major and Xiatian, and look more when they had not become that way, otherwise, they would not be able to see such a unique look in the future.

Milong, lying on the recliner, looked quietly.

He saw Xia Tian move, and saw Xia Tian walk towards the major, watching two people who are different from them sitting together, he thought: It’s different.

Major, who was always called Ayi by the defeated soldiers, looked at Xia Tian who was walking towards him and showed a strange look.

He had never been to the battlefield. Although he was also a defeated soldier, he had never been to the battlefield. He just smelled the sound of cannons and became a defeated soldier. Therefore, he was different from most of the defeated soldiers. He wanted to gather the defeated soldiers and turn them into soldiers.

But this requires a strong personal charm - and this is the officer who is entitled to the rank of major, has a dazzling education but has no military achievements or combat experience, and has no experience in leading troops, so he cannot get the slightest respect of these old foxes, let alone organize them.

This reminded Ayi of Zeng Guofan's story: he fought repeatedly...

He never wanted to give up, nor did he want to be as rotten as the defeated soldiers among the defeated soldiers. But looking around, he was the only one who was different from them here - the simplest way to identify them, clean.

He was the only clean person here, and the defeated soldiers had already accepted their fate and stopped dealing with them.

By the way, there are two clean people now, and the other is now walking towards himself.

"Sir," Xia Tian came over and greeted Ayi. In fact, he prefers to call him the chief because such an army can give him infinite trust.

"Is there anything wrong? Oh, sit down..." Ayi said politely and habitually, but after sitting down, he started to laugh.

Xia Tian did not laugh, but said softly: "You are the only school official among us. I think you should organize us all so that we can be like a person."

"How to organize?" Ayi smiled bitterly: "They... don't listen to me."

This is the saddest result that Ayi has obtained after countless attempts and the most unsolvable result.

Xia Tian said two words lightly: "Food."

Ayi smiled bitterly and looked at him as innocent as he was now. Is there any food?

Of course there is food!

There is food in the black market. The profitable merchants and the fat and big-eared shelter station managers sell their only food in the black market, earning the little money hidden from the defeated soldiers - but he is really poor, so how can he have money to make food!

"It is easier for a group of people to find food than one person. As long as you organize the people here to find food, you will always get something. Even if you have a weak soup, it is better than a person who has nothing to get, right?" Xia Tian said the plan he was thinking about. A Yi's eyes lit up, and then he said with a disgusting voice:

"They... they won't listen to me."

The defeated soldiers completely wiped out Ayi's confidence.

"What if it's possible? I'll try it and you won't lose anything. I'll tell Deputy Meng Lian that he is a lieutenant, you are a major, don't we have two leaders in our food hunting team?" Xia Tian offered advice. After listening to it, Ayi, who was unconfident, gradually had the urge to try it out. He thought, maybe it's OK?

"Then does he agree?" Ayi pointed at Deputy Meng Lian.

"I'll talk." Xia Tian finished his communication with Ayi and returned to Deputy Meng Lian. At this time, Deputy Meng Lian was writing a letter - he found the paper while looking for food, took the treasured pen, and began to write slowly.

Xia Tian stood beside him and looked at Meng Lian’s letters with beautiful traditional Chinese characters.

[It was a shelter station for defeated soldiers. The stationmaster pulled out the pitiful grain from the place and put it into the shelter station sold in the black market! Deputy Meng Lian Meng was annoyed, and Meng, who had never called him "irritated", wrote a letter to her family.

Like many people who suffered outside, he did not mention his dark life in the letter, nor did he mention the reality of being a cripple-legged soldier and was wasting his time. In his heart, he said that the war was about to come true, and he wrote the letters of home written by the heroes in the textbooks - at that moment, I suddenly thought, were the letters of home that touched countless people in the future written in this way?

It's a very despicable idea, right? It's so despicable that I was even more desperate at that moment. I was thinking, can such a bad person and such a rotten environment be realized?]
To be continued...