Chapter 47

  It's even more convincing to say that actions are more credible than words, and it must be said that the two old soldier brothers have excellent skills and rich experience, with multiple specialties!

  They stripped off my clothes, took a look at the big bruise on my waist, and then looked at my numb body. The two old soldier brothers chuckled and said, "This kid is really something!" Just happened to bump into the bone seam, I said, "Kid, you held up, brother, I'm going easy on you!"

  Then two old soldier brothers, one pressed my neck and the other lifted my waist bone, and a slap was slapped down as hard as they wanted!

  I reckon that one loud cry of mine could scare off all the birds and beasts within a radius of ten miles.

  That's really painful!

  I rolled all over the ground, wailing and screaming in agony, I almost hurt my head by banging it on the ground, even the observation bunker was almost destroyed by me. Then, hehe, I laughed again.

  I can actually move!

  Two old soldier brothers just patted me on the back and then slipped away, squatting under a bush with a large leaf covering their mouths as they smoked, still chuckling to themselves. I reckon they've played this trick before and know that after the bone is set, it can hurt so much that you're almost driven mad, so they quickly distanced themselves to avoid getting into trouble.

  I've almost finished smoking and I'm done messing around, two old soldier brothers came in to take a look at the bunker and nearly got me to dismantle it. The two of them continued laughing, one of them said "Can't tell you're a new recruit, you're quite something, your skills are not bad!" How's that, feeling better now?

  I moved my waist a bit and I felt it still hurt, but I could bear it. So I quickly said thank you to the old soldier brother and thank you to the old classmate. I'm fine now, I can move around.

  The two old soldier brothers just laughed and said, "Don't be smug, you're just feeling okay now because the pain hasn't set in yet. Just wait for ten or so hours and you'll be crying out in pain." Be honest and stay still, don't move. Once the rain stops, we'll have Black Hawk send you back.

  Go back?

  What am I going back for?

  I finally made it through the floodwaters, almost drowning in the process. I was worried that I wouldn't make it to the second rendezvous point on time, but now two old soldier brothers are telling me to go back?

  I quickly said no way, I'm not going back, I absolutely won't go back! My brothers, my sworn brothers are still in the woods fighting to the death with the old heaven, I absolutely cannot be a deserter alone.

  I reckon the two old soldier brothers have seen many of my kind, a stubborn and obstinate young recruit. The two old soldier brothers didn't say much, they simply handed me a cigarette and said "You new recruit, do you understand where it hurts?"

  You've injured your waist, if you continue with such intense activities, you might end up spending the rest of your life in a wheelchair! You know that? Take good care of your injury first, there will be plenty of chances for this kind of competition later on.

  I just shook my head.

  No way, absolutely no way!

  My brother said we are a whole unit they all died in battle I ran away first that's not righteous I'm ashamed of that person!

  It's just a slap on the back, I don't care! My old lady is the best doctor, even if something happens to me when I get home, my old lady might just need one band-aid to fix me up. I'm really not afraid!

  The two old soldier brothers just laughed and said, "What nonsense are you spouting, kid? You'd better behave yourself and not cause us any trouble. On a windy and rainy day like today, we're really too lazy to run around the world!"

  I wanted to get up, but the two old soldier brothers didn't even bother to exert themselves. One of them pressed one leg against my body and I immediately lay down obediently.

  I'm really anxious now!

  You said that you two old comrades also came from my new recruit egg, how can't you understand my thoughts? All personnel have passed, and I'm the only one who was taken back by the pirated Black Hawk with a gray face. In the future, in our circle, will I still be human or not?

  But I couldn't defeat these two old soldier brothers who insisted that I stay, even if I wasn't injured, let alone with injuries all over my body.

  I'm really fed up, I suddenly pulled out the dagger and pressed it against my own neck. I know this move is a bit like a rascal's behavior, a bit like a woman who cries, makes a fuss, and hangs herself, but I have no other way!

  I told the two old soldier brothers that if you don't let me go, I'll hurt myself and then tell them that you ambushed me and used your men? I know this is your territory but I'm not afraid! My brother Kuangming isn't someone to be trifled with, his family has connections in high places and they're very protective of their own. Do you believe that if I get my brother Kuangming to help me report this, you'll lose your uniforms?

  The two old soldier brothers probably saw that I was acting like a silly goose and talking nonsense, both of them burst out laughing.

  Honestly, these old soldiers are all mighty and formidable people. Those who have connections in the imperial court or have influential relatives are nothing special, it's not as rare as seeing a mountain rat in the jungle. Even if I really cut my own throat, those officials who have been through battles would still be unsure whether this wound is self-inflicted or left from a fight.

  To put it bluntly, when others were using reconnaissance knives to slash Vietnamese people's necks for fun, I was still drooling over little girls' flower skirts on the streets.

  With this threatening two old soldiers, it's no wonder they didn't laugh!

  It's laughable, two old soldier brothers still moved their legs away, one of them looked me up and down, then casually untied a leather belt from his body and threw it at me, saying "You new recruit, put it on first."

  I'm still holding the dagger against my neck and I say, will you let me go if I press it in?

  Two old soldier brothers said, "You little brat, shut up and get out of here! We're tired of you taking up space around here. The farther you roll, the better!"

  I buckled up the old soldier's leather belt and I knew it was a good thing.

  A wide leather belt, about the width of a palm, was buckled around his waist and he immediately felt at ease. Moreover, swinging his hips felt very comfortable and effortless. However, the cowhide belt was clearly not domestically produced equipment, and on its surface, there was a large patch of dark red stains - could that be blood?

  Maybe it was because of my awkward appearance that the old soldier brother who gave me the armband laughed and said, "You got a good deal, kid!" He said this is one of the spoils of war from when I went to some place and fought with others, there are less than ten of these in the whole country, do you know that?

  When I look at the pattern on the headband, I feel a little uneasy in my heart.

  Isn't this guy bragging? I know the Nujiang Canyon troops have gone out for a stroll several times, but I've never heard of them running in that direction.

  And this brother looks still quite young, shouldn't have been involved in that well-known large-scale battle around the world?

  The old soldier brother's eyes were sharp and saw that I was a bit skeptical, so he smiled and said, "You little bastard, you still don't believe me?" I didn't bother to argue with him, and he told me to get out of there.

  I was about to roll away but hadn't gone a few steps when an old soldier behind me stretched out his hand and caught me.

  As I turned around, my hand had already touched the side of the dagger.

  Is this going to leave me behind or...

  I was still daydreaming when the old soldier brother suddenly stuffed four packets of field rations into my hands and then gave me a not-so-light kick on the butt.

  New recruit, get out!

  These past few days, I've been subjected to inexplicable plagiarism accusations that have made me extremely angry. When typing, my hands often unconsciously clenched into fists...

  All I can say is that fortunately, I still have a group of brothers who understand and support me, and fortunately, I still have a group of readers who can distinguish right from wrong.

  I won't say thank you then.

  I'm a poor guy, I don't have anything to offer to entertain my brothers, so I can only update a few more chapters, barely making it worth the effort...

  By the way, I have a friend who is also writing a book here. He actually foresaw this trouble of mine a long time ago. At that time, I didn't believe it at all, but now it's really...

  "Hidden Immortal", a book being promoted on Weibo, is actually written by that friend of mine. If you're interested, go take a look and maybe you'll understand how he predicted this trouble I'm in...