The corps commander frowned and said, "Okay, go and come back quickly! Don't go too far. If you don't come back after a while, I will send someone on horseback to catch you. If you are a deserter, you will lose your head!"
The man responded, turned around and ran away.
Others didn't know it, but he himself knew very well that there was sweat inside the helmet and under the armor.
Sumiao stood on the top of the huge rock and saw everything clearly. He stared at the person who was going to do "convenience", but who knew that this person ran further and further away, with no intention of stopping, and his steps
His steps were huge, and he definitely didn't look like he was having a stomachache.
The corps commander guessed correctly, this man really wanted to be a deserter.
Being a soldier is too hard. As the saying goes, a man aims to make great achievements. If he dies on the battlefield, he is considered a man. But the military supply corps he is in is nothing. He is just a material soldier. If he dies, he will probably die of thirst and exhaustion.
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He was exposed to the wind and sun every day. He walked between the two cities of Yunjie and Fengdi every day. He knew how to walk this section of the road with his eyes closed. It took three days to go there. During these three days, he had to eat
In the wild, living in the wild, you only have one pot of water to drink for three days, and you have to worry about desert foxes coming out to eat people at night.
He really couldn't live a day like this anymore.
There is an old mother at home, as well as a wife and children. Before he was forcibly recruited into the army, his wife had just given birth to a little son. He had not even hugged him before he was dragged to Western Xinjiang.
Even if there was a risk in being a deserter, he wouldn't care about it, he would run away first.
Sumiao saw that the man was running very fast, and she probably understood in her heart. He fell down in the air, but blocked the man's way.
"This military master, where are you going?" Sumiao asked.
The deserter thought that Sumiao was here to catch him, so he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard: "Master, please forgive me, please forgive me! Let me go... My wife and children are still waiting for me at home... I really don't want to
I can’t stay here any longer! If you let me go back... why not... why don’t you kill me now!"
He really would rather die than surrender, holding onto Sumiao's thigh and refusing to let go.
Sumiao came up with a plan, but said: "Do you have any acquaintances in this army? Do other people recognize your appearance?"
The deserter shook his head and said: "No, everyone is walking their own way with their heads down. Who has time to look at each other? We have several groups of quartermasters. The order of marching is based on the order of getting supplies. Sometimes we stand still.
Sometimes I stand in the front while I stand in the back. Except for the corps leader, I don’t know anyone.”
Sumiao waved her hand and said, "Okay, leave the helmet and uniform, and you can go."
The man opened his mouth and his eyes widened in disbelief: "You said you would let...me go?"
Sumiao frowned: "What? You don't want to leave now?"
"Let's go! Let's go! I'm leaving now!" The deserter hurriedly began to take off his clothes, and stopped only when he was only wearing his underwear. He knelt down and kowtowed to Sumiao three more times before saying, "Thank you.
My great kindness will never be forgotten." After that, he ran away crying and laughing like a madman. He ran happily and didn't care that his feet were pricked by the sand and stones on the ground and started to bleed.
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Seeing that he was gone, Sumiao picked up his clothes and put them on. As soon as he put his hands inside, Sumiao became depressed. She thought to herself that this man had been struggling for a long time to escape. Why was the entire uniform soaked with sweat?