Veteran never die

Chapter 190 Facing the tragedy of war

0190 Facing the tragedy of war

"Wait, Honglin." How could Wang Liang let Huang Honglin leave just like that? My task today is to cure the disease that has plagued this veteran for more than 30 years.

Huang Honglin didn't talk to Wang Liang, he looked down on those who sang and danced and hosted and commented on generals.

Wang Liang was not in a hurry. He sat on his seat and said calmly, "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten. You were still in your mother's womb when I was fighting."

If he couldn't even deal with such a bird soldier, then Wang Liang really lived for nothing for so many years.

As soon as Huang Honglin's hand touched the doorknob, he heard Wang Liang's words and immediately became angry.

"Tell me what you just said again!" Huang Honglin turned around and pointed at Wang Liang.

Wang Liang smiled: "Boy, I just hosted a show, and you classified me as an art soldier you don't like. It's a bit far-fetched, right? Look at this."

After finishing speaking, Wang Liang unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the scars on his chest.

There are countless scars all over his body, from bullets, bayonet stabs, and shells.

Although age spots have appeared on the skin, the lean figure and muscles full of explosive power and endurance have not completely disappeared.

Huang Honglin was shocked, he was not a fool, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that those scars were not produced during training.

It comes from war.

He fought in Vietnam, and he and his comrades had these scars on them.

But there is one thing, perhaps, their sum is not as much as Wang Liang's body.

Those dozens of coin-sized scars were clearly marks from gunshot wounds!

"You?" Huang Honglin's eyes turned a little red, and the arrogance before speaking was a little less, "What are these scars of yours?"

"What is this? Come back and sit down and let's talk slowly." Wang Liangyun smiled lightly.

"Okay, okay." Huang Honglin immediately returned to his seat.

At this time, he knew that it was a veteran who was older than him and had participated in more battles than him.

Wang Liang said while fastening the buttons: "Speaking of these scars, it's really been a few years. I was at Marco Polo Bridge during the July [-]th Incident, and I fought with devils. And the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam. If you count them, I have no less than forty scars on my chest and back."

"Up to now, there are still four pieces of shrapnel in his body that have not been taken out. We are often taken special care of when we go through the plane security check. When it is cloudy and rainy, the shrapnel will make trouble with me, the wound hurts, and I have urinated blood. Woolen cloth."

Wang Liang spoke calmly, but Huang Honglin, Lin Zhuo, Wang Dong and others were not so simple, their eyes were full of admiration.

"Oh, I took care of my head and was shot by a devil. The bullet passed through the skull and caused a penetrating brain injury, which injured the frontal lobe. It was in Tokyo Bay, and the Japanese had already announced their unconditional surrender. I was a guest to the USS Missouri for the signing ceremony."

"Maybe it's because I killed too many devils, and I was retaliated. After the gunshot, my brain went blank, and then the Americans sent me to St. Luke's International Hospital in Chuo-ku, Tokyo. Don't say The Yankees are amazing, they placed a silver disk on the traumatic brain wound to press the dura mater to stop the bleeding, and forcibly saved my life."

Seeing that several veterans were fascinated, Wang Liang simply finished his speech: "After being shot in the head, I feel that my brain is working better, and I have to thank the Yankees for giving me the opportunity to beat them on the Korean battlefield. "

"Ha ha ha ha or." The veterans were amused and laughed, and the feeling of birth gradually drifted away.

After a lively chat, the waiter began to serve the dishes.

How can a soldier eat without wine, so he ordered four bottles of general wine, and he had to drink it thoroughly.

After making three tours of the tavern, Huang Honglin spoke.

"Chief, I, Huang Honglin, offer you a toast. I respect you. I apologize for my previous offense."

Huang Honglin drank the wine in his glass and opened his heart to share his life experience.

Wang Liang listened quietly, the purpose of this meal was to help Huang Honglin heal his heart disease.

Before that, he had consulted numerous doctors and doctors.

"I joined the army in Hubei Province in 1982 and was assigned to the First Army of the Nanshi Military Region. I was 17 years old at the time and was later assigned to the Sixth Company of Heroes. Poor, I became the laughing stock of this elite company."

In 1982, the training ground of the Sixth Company of Heroes of the Nanshi Military Region.

During the training, Huang Honglin often had some problems of one kind or another, and the supervisor of the movement corrected it several times without success.

"How stupid."

"The consequence of this is that the soldiers in Hubei Province are too bad."

"Well, and it's too cowardly."

Some veterans from the North made fun of him.

But Huang Honglin didn't dare to resist, and was taciturn, and could only secretly wipe away tears when no one was around.

The military camp is like this, the strong is king.

We are all young people, often play around and tell some jokes.

What's more, Huang Honglin is a well-known honest person with a very gentle temperament and never loses his temper.

Two years later, the Sixth Company of Heroes went to the front line.

"My life was completely rewritten at that time. Our first army was ordered to go to the front line of Laoshan to participate in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam." Huang Honglin described his experience.

"Not long after we arrived at the position, we fought a few big battles with the enemy. I remember one time, the ground was trembling with artillery fire on the position, and my heart was pounding. Our company was ordered to rush to the position to support"

On January 1985, 1, at the 15th highland on the front line of Laoshan.

The Sixth Company of Heroes was suddenly bombarded by the Vietnamese army when it was on the high ground.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Scatter and lie down! Spread and lie down!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

A shell hit Huang Honglin's side and exploded immediately.

Immediately, the air wave lifted him into the air, Huang Honglin only felt that his ears were buzzing, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the pain was terribly painful.

Thinking of the comrades around him, he quickly got up and shouted to find them.

"Xingqing, Xingqing, where are you? Are you okay?"

Huang Honglin shouted against the thick smoke that choked his nostrils.

Finally, he found his comrade-in-arms.

Huang Honglin at the dinner table had already begun to cry: "I saw him, he was lying on the ground, and I recognized the military uniform, but there was no answer when I called him, so I went up and turned him over.

"The head was blown up, the brains were colorful, and it flowed out. After I vomited, I went to call the health worker. The death row prisoner can't be rescued. He just died like this."

Huang Honglin was 19 years old that year, and that was the first time he faced the horrors of war.

On that day, more than 116 shells fell on the 8000 highland, and the elevation was cut off by 5 meters.

(End of this chapter)