Without antibiotics, the company commander's condition was very dangerous. The wounds on Su Congwen's body looked terrible, but they were all superficial injuries. He was worried about the company commander, and despite other people's advice, he insisted on staying by his bedside to take care of him.
Because of the infection, the company commander had a high fever. There were not enough medicines, so the military nurses could only cool him down physically. In this way, he woke up with a fever and had a fever again when he woke up. Finally, on the third day, his condition improved a lot and he was out of danger.
After regaining consciousness, the company commander could no longer lie down. He thought for a moment and said to Su Congwen, "Xiao Su, we have to go back."
For soldiers, charge is an order and retreat is also an order.
They had completed the mission of guarding the bridge and had to go back to report, even though there were only two people left in their company, even if he only had one breath left, he had to go back.
Su Congwen didn't say anything, but nodded heavily, "Okay."
He also wanted to go back and missed home. More importantly, he wanted to take Brother Zhang home and finish the things that Brother Zhang asked him to do.
The conditions of the two men were not very good yet, but the army doctor had persuaded them for a long time but they still did not change their minds. He had no choice but to agree and gave them a few more reminders on precautions.
Before leaving, Chen Xiaoyu found Su Congwen, took out a medicine bottle from her bag and handed it to him, "Here."
"What's this?"
"Of course it's medicine, what else could it be?" Chen Xiaoyu was speechless and pressed the bottle into his hand. "I found this with great difficulty. I'm giving it to you... and your company commander. Please be careful with your wounds on the way."
"Yeah." Su Congwen didn't notice the pause in her words, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Chen Xiaoyu curled her lips. "Congratulations, you can go home now."
There was no smile on Su Congwen's face. "If going home means sacrificing these things, I would rather not go back." He could go home, but his comrades would never see the smiling faces of their families again.
Chen Xiaoyu's smile faded, and she felt a little helpless. "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."
"I know."
"Then...goodbye." Chen Xiaoyu waved.
"goodbye."
Therefore, after being away from his motherland for almost three years, Su Congwen finally set foot on the land of his motherland again.
When crossing the border and entering Yunnan Province, Su Congwen exhaled a breath. The scene before his eyes was empty and the scenery was familiar yet unfamiliar.
His heart was beating as wildly as if he were on the battlefield. After a long and intense excitement, his mood gradually calmed down, and he finally felt a sense of security in his heart.
"Xiao Su, let's say goodbye here." The company commander turned around and said to him with a smile.
"Okay." Su Congwen nodded.
The company commander has already settled the other sacrificed soldiers, and naturally someone will send them home. He is now anxious to go back and report. Su Congwen wants to take Brother Zhang's ashes home, so the two have to go their separate ways here.
"Have a safe journey." Su Congwen said.
The company commander smiled and said, "Is there anything safer than being on the land of your own country?"
They have survived the hail of bullets and gunfire, and there will be nothing more dangerous than the battlefield.
"You are right, there is nothing safer than being in your own country." Su Congwen smiled. After a few days, the murderous aura on him had faded a lot and he became peaceful. Now he looks calm and composed. If it were not for the unhealed wound on his face that was clearly exposed, no one would have thought that he was still fighting on the battlefield a few days ago.
"Xiao Su." The company commander looked at him with admiration and patted his shoulder. "Live well in the future, work hard, get married, have children, and live happily."
"It would be best if we never go to the battlefield again in this lifetime."
There was a kind of calm pain in the company commander's eyes. No one knew how much pain and torture he was enduring in his heart. Of the 130 people in the company, only he and Su Congwen returned to the motherland. He seemed to have won the battle with so many soldiers, but for him personally, he actually lost everything. This kind of pain and torture may accompany him throughout his life, and he will feel a dull pain all the time for the rest of his life.
"Yeah." Su Congwen nodded. No one likes to fight, and no one likes to use bloodshed and sacrifice to prove victory and achieve success. It would be best if there could always be peace and stability, no more wars, no more pain and sacrifice.
"Let's go!"
After the company commander said his last words, he turned around and waved his hand. It seemed decisive, but in fact, tears fell from his eyes the moment he turned around.
Su Congwen looked at his figure for a long time, and only looked away when he disappeared.
He looked down at the box in his hand. It was very light, yet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Su Congwen looked into the distance and saw a flat and wide road. He was about to embark on his own journey.
He first arrived in Chuncheng, went straight to the train station, bought a train ticket, and headed north.
Su Congwen's destination this time was Daxing Village, Xiliang Town, Anding City, Hebei Province, the hometown of Brother Zhang Qingshan, which was more than 2,000 kilometers away.
Time was too tight, so he could only buy a seat ticket.
After getting on the train, Su Congwen didn't say a word. He just looked at the scenery outside the window in silence. Everything bustling on the train seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was sitting here, but he didn't fit in.
"Young man, aren't you tired of holding this box all the time?" the lady sitting opposite him asked curiously.
As soon as she got on the bus, she noticed that the young man next to her was holding a box in his hand and didn't move. If she hadn't seen him breathing, she would have thought there was a wooden stake sitting opposite her.
Su Congwen didn't hear it.
"Young man?" the old lady called again.
"Hmm?" Su Congwen finally came to his senses, turned his head and looked at the old lady.
"I say, aren't you tired of holding this box all the time? I see you haven't eaten anything, why don't you put it down first? Eat something." The old lady was very enthusiastic.
Su Congwen frowned slightly. Having been on the battlefield for too long, he was no longer used to interacting with ordinary people. However, he still replied politely, "No, thank you."
"You kid, you look young, but how come you're so mature?" The old lady muttered, looking at the wound on his face, and asked, "Did you have a fight?"
"No."
Su Congwen's cold answer finally made the old lady too embarrassed to speak again.
Sitting next to Su Congwen was a young girl who was dressed fashionably and beautifully, but she looked at Su Congwen with a very wary look.
The extremely short flat head, the scars on his face, the creepy look in his eyes, the faint smell of blood on his body, and the strange box in his hand all made her feel a little scared. She always felt that he didn't look like a normal person.
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