Carrying the water bottles of the three people and leaving the tent, Wei Ran hid in the shadows and eavesdropped for a moment on Tom and Randy's admonitions to Marshall, and then he felt relieved and walked to the back of the wreckage of a bulldozer in the distance.
After looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he took out the oil barrel filled with cold beer from the metal book, and then turned on the flashlight.
Feeling the cold temperature of the oil barrel, Wei Ran unscrewed the lids of the three kettles as quickly as possible, then took off a cup that was covered with the lid, and took a full glass of beer. Then carefully poured it into the kettle.
After carefully filling the four kettles, Wei Ran immediately turned off the flashlight and put away the oil drums.
Looking around, Wei Ran picked up the kettle filled with beer, but he was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he was looking for the wrong camp.
However, after wandering around in a circle, except for being stopped several times by vigilant sentries, he did not find the location of Will's company.
I walked back to the tent with a little disappointment. After a while, there were already several open cans placed on the ammunition box in the center of the tent. .
The dishes in these cans are rich. In addition to three cans of beef stew and beans with the smell of tomato sauce, there are also three cans of meat stew and vegetables, a few sausages, a plate of turkey and two cuts. apple.
In the helmet in the center, there were several packs of nine cigarettes. As for the ingredients used by Hanbangzi in later generations to cook military hot pot, it was no surprise that they appeared in a wooden box containing garbage at their feet.
"You really got the beer" Marshall sniffed as he spoke, "I can smell the beer. Where did you get it from?"
" It doesn’t matter where you got it from”
As Wei Ran spoke, he distributed three heavy kettles to the three of them, and then placed his own kettle on the wooden box.
"It's still ice"
Pastor Tom exclaimed after taking the kettle, and immediately lowered his voice, "Randy, go fast and fasten the tent door and hang two more "Put a can on it"
"Right away"
Randy, who was about to unscrew the kettle lid, immediately stopped what he was doing and pulled out two cans from the wooden box containing the garbage. Empty cans, he ran to the door with familiarity, tied the tent door, and stuck the tin box in his hand on it.
As for Marshall, he also took out a glass jar from under the bed, put the flashlight used as lighting in it, and put a helmet on it.
This clever little arrangement immediately reduced the brightness in the tent. Only a faint light came from the gap between the helmet supported by the glass jar and the ammunition box that served as a table, but it was Just enough light to allow the four people in the tent to see the heated cans and the people sitting around them.
"Come here and sit down"
Pastor Tom greeted everyone impatiently, but he had already unscrewed the kettle.Lid, skillfully used the cup taken out in advance to catch the foam pouring out of the spout.
"God bless where did these beers come from?"
"Tom, this kind of good thing has nothing to do with God." Randy rushed over and patted Wei Ran on the shoulder. Said, "We have to thank Victor"
"We really have to thank Victor"
After the bastard Marshall unscrewed his kettle, he sucked roughly and gushed. While making foam, he joked in a low voice, "If Mr. God can bring us beer, he should be able to help us capture the high ground on the opposite side. But in fact, he can't do anything. He will only make me confess to him." , What do I repent? He was not nailed firmly enough."
"Shut your stinking mouth."
Pastor Tom said angrily, "Marshall, you bastard should be burned. Please abide by your promise now and apologize to Victor."
Marshall was stunned for a moment. He stood up awkwardly and was about to say something, but found that Wei Ran, who was sitting opposite him, waved his hand first. He held up the half-filled metal cup and said, "Forget about apologizing, how about we have a drink together"
"I'm starting to like you, you bastard"
Marshall grinned and He unscrewed the lid completely, filled the matching metal cup half full, and happily bumped it together with the cup in Wei Ran's hand.
"Wait, there's me too." Randy, the stretcher bearer, hurriedly poured half a glass of beer and added it.
"And me" Pastor Tom also raised his glass.
"Won't your God have a drink with us," Marshall continued teasingly.
“I’m already off work.” Pastor Tom smiled, “I don’t want to drink with my boss during the break.”
“I thought you were as religious as me. "Randy looked at Tom opposite him in disbelief. It was hard to imagine that those words just came from the mouth of this military chaplain.
"Of course I am very pious, but not fanatical."
Under the dim light, a trace of bitterness appeared on Tom's face, "Although the words of this bastard Marshall are hard to hear, I must not Do not admit that on the battlefield, the only people God can help are those who are dying. He is not even as effective as Victor's morphine."
"If you want to talk about God's work, then. I'll just drink it first." Wei Ran changed the subject in the same teasing tone.
"Let's come together." The bitterness on Pastor Tom's face disappeared, "I hope we can all live until the end of the war."
"Cheers" Marshall said and couldn't wait to put the cup together. He took a big mouthful of it.
"Cheers"
Wei Ran and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and then took a big gulp of cold, mellow beer into their mouths.
“These beers taste really good,” Marshall praised, “It tastes like the beer I brewed at home.”
“You are from Texas,” Wei Ran said as he spoke And patted his own armon his shoulder, indicating that he had seen Marshall's tattoo.
"Mississippi"
Marshall gave a completely different answer, "When I was 20 years old, I had to move to Mississippi because I shot a black man with a gun. But before I was 20 years old, I am indeed from Texas, and my grandfather is still living on a farm in Texas."
"How can you say such a thing so frankly?" Randy shook his head in shock, "But I am also from Texas. "Human."
"You too" Wei Ran looked at Randy in surprise. Just now he thought Marshall was the real owner of the human skull, but he didn't expect that Randy was also from Texas. .
“I have lived in Texas since I was a child”
Randy said proudly, “Many warships of the Navy were built in Houston, and my father worked in the shipyard. So. Said, the warship we are riding on was probably built by my father."
"Well, for the sake of Texas and for the father who built our warship, how about we raise a cup again," Marshall suggested.
"Cheers" Randy responded immediately, and everyone followed suit and took a big gulp of cold beer into their mouths.
"Tom, what about you?" Wei Ran picked up a piece of apple and stuffed it into his mouth, and joked with a smile, "Don't tell me you are from Texas too."
"I am from Hawaii"
Tom said while pouring his own drink, "Before the war started, I worked in my father's weapons store, which was less than two streets away from Pearl Harbor."
p>"That store across from the strip bar?" Randy asked with his eyes wide.
"That's it"
Tom pulled out his 1911 pistol and put it on the table, "Of course, I am also a priest. But since those bastards bombed Pearl Harbor and canceled it by the way After taking away my family’s store and taking my father away, I decided to join the army. Speaking of which, this was my first time on the battlefield.”
“An enviable rich man”
p>Marshall eagerly picked up the pistol on the table, "I also went to your store before the war started. At that time, I took a fancy to this gorgeous pistol that didn't look like a weapon, but it was too expensive. I spent all my money on those strippers and can't afford it."
"This is the last pistol left in my father's weapons shop." Tom sighed, "The rest were all blown up by the Japanese plane that crashed down."
"Sorry"
The other three people sitting around sighed, Marshall finally got smart. He put down Tom's pistol and changed the subject and asked, "Victor, what about you? Where are you from Texas?"
"I'm not from Texas" Wei Ran After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'm from Alaska."
"I feel cold when I hear this name." Randy said in an exaggerated manner, obviously trying to liven up the atmosphere and try to help Pastor Tom forget the sad things.
“I heard there is aA lot of gold mines"
Marshall asked with his eyes widened, "If it weren't for this war, I might have become a gold digger. You must not believe it. I once picked up a natural gold nugget as big as a grenade in a tributary of the Mississippi River."
"It's really as big as a grenade." Randy looked at Marshall suspiciously, and even Pastor Tom looked up.
"Of course it's true," Marshall said firmly, followed by "What a pity" Randy said. and Tom asked in unison, but Wei Ran's expression of suspicion became more and more obvious.
"Unfortunately, when I woke up, I found that I was sleeping on the hotel bed, and my wallet was already there. It was taken away by a pretty girl I met the night before. "
"You bastard"
Pastor Tom reacted first and angrily threw the box of matches he had just picked up on Marshall.
< p>"I almost want to go gold mining with you after the war is over," Randy complained in disappointment."If I can find a gold mine, I won't be bored enough to join the army. ”
Marshall grinned wildly with his big mouth, raised the cup, drank all the remaining beer in it, and then continued to pour cold beer into it.
“I originally wanted to work in the shipyard”
Randy sighed, “But my friend Adam also said that he wanted to join the army. I didn’t know what to think at the time, so I went with him. Went to the place where we signed up for the military draft. Now I don't even think about how to tell Adam's parents that he has been sacrificed when I go back. "
"I did it to pay my father," Tom said bitterly, "but my job is to be a priest, and I don't even have the guts to shoot at the enemy. "
"Killing is very simple,"
Marshall said with an indifferent expression, "But I envy your job as a priest. Not only is your military rank higher than ours, but you can also live on your own. Such a big tent. "
"This is the benefit of working for God"
Pastor Tom spread his hands, "You can live here if you don't mind. I have already said hello in advance. "
"Speaking of which, how did the three of you get together?" Wei Ran, who had been listening just now, asked.
"Originally, I just invited Randy to come and live with me. "
Pastor Tom held up the cup and said, "After all, Adam died not long ago, and I carried the tent with him for several hours. "
"Where's Marshall?" Wei Ran asked curiously.
"This bastard had a conflict with someone else"
Pastor Tom said helplessly, "I I just didn't want to see him being sent to a military court after beating someone to death, so I brought him here. ”
“This bastard thing can really cause trouble”
Wei Ran grinned and muttered to himself, he had just entered this place.On the battlefield, Marshall pointed a gun at him once. This guy had killed people before joining the army, and he had almost beaten someone to death just now. Such misdeeds almost deserve the title of "scum".
"I just don't want to continue driving bulldozers."
Marshall spread his hands and said excitedly in a low voice, "Friends, I saw the fire-breathing tanks landed this afternoon."
"So?" Wei Ran looked at the other party in confusion.
“Driving a bulldozer is not as exciting as driving a fire-breathing tank.”
Marshall raised his cup and clinked it with the three of them. “I only had a conflict with that bastard because I wanted to start a fire-breathing tank.” Fire tank."
Randy shook his head helplessly, "It's weird that you can drive a fire tank like this."
"Definitely," Marshall said confidently, but obviously had no intention of continuing to explain.
Although he did not explain, Pastor Tom seemed to see something. He just shook his head helplessly and reminded, "Marshall, you'd better calm down your brain. You are sending yourself to death."
"That's more interesting than driving a bulldozer. I can't wait until I leave the battlefield. When those lonely girls asked me how many people I killed on the battlefield, I told them that I had actually been driving a bulldozer. "Bar"
Marshall took a sip of beer and continued burping, "And do you know how I got my sergeant rank? I crushed more than a dozen enemies to death with a bulldozer on Saipan." ”
“Wait a minute, you are the Marshall who is desperate for his life”
Randy’s eyes widened, “I have heard of you, you are the Marshall who is desperate for his life, right?”
"What does "Marshall want to die" mean? Wei Ran asked doubtfully.
Randy glanced at Marshall, whose face was full of indifference, and then said, "I heard from a sailor on the ship. He said that there was a crazy engineer on Saipan who drove a bulldozer and killed him. There were more than a dozen Japanese, and I heard that several of them were buried alive. Marshall, are they talking about you?"
"It's me."
Marshall spread his hands, "Those Japanese They charged at our position like idiots. At that time, I happened to be using an armored bulldozer to push the bunker, so I rushed over."
"Buried alive is true." Lan. Di asked with a pale face.
“My commander said we don’t need prisoners, not even one.”
Marshall explained innocently, “I only had a pistol with me at the time, and I didn’t even have any extra bullets. No, and it was raining heavily that day, and I didn’t want to leave the cab to look for bullets, so I had to bury them.”
“You are simply a devil.” Pastor Tom paused and raised his head. The cup said, "But it sounds really enjoyable."
"I thought you were going to judge me for God again."
Marshall raised the cup with a silly smile and clinked it with the other party. After taking a sip, he asked, "Victor, what about you? Why did you join the army?"
“For world peace,” Wei Ran replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"This is a good reason"
Pastor Tom nodded in agreement, "As long as those madmen who provoke war are killed, the world will definitely usher in peace."
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Marshall also nodded and added, "If there are no black people, there will definitely be more peace."
"Shut your stinky mouth," Pastor Tom said angrily, "Black people are also God. ”
“OK, black people are God’s children”
Hong Buqing said, “You are all God’s children, only I am not, okay.”
"Sooner or later you will need God's forgiveness" Randy sighed after saying, "When will I get the rank of sergeant."
Marshall grinned widely He said, "If you want, I can lend you my bulldozer."
"Forget it." Randy shook his head with a pale face, "Stop talking about the bulldozer, my I almost have a picture in my mind."
"We really need to change the topic."
Tom put away the pistol he just took out, "It doesn't matter whether Marshall, the bastard, will go. Driving a fire-breathing tank, but I do know that Victor won’t have to go to the front line tomorrow.”
Seeing that the topic turned to him again, Wei Yan put down the cold cup, “I don’t have to go to the front line.” Why?"
"Why else?"
Randy, the stretcher bearer, spread his hands, "Even an idiot knows that it is a complete waste for a medical soldier who can perform surgery to go to the front line. Only the hospitals in the rear can save more people."
"What about you?" Wei Ran asked worriedly.
"Of course I will continue to be a stretcher bearer," Randy said matter-of-factly.
"I will work as a stretcher bearer with Randy"
Pastor Tom said firmly, "Before landing in Guam, I thought my job was to listen to the soldiers in the rear. Confession, but the experience during the day made me realize that the soldiers who are about to die on the front line are the ones who need me the most, and that is the only place where I can really help them."
"It seems that I will not continue. After Marshall, the fatal bulldozer driver, there will be one more fatal pastor Tom in this tent."
Marshall said, picking up the cup and standing up, "But no matter what, let's use the last one. How about a glass of wine, hoping that we can all be reunited in this tent at this time tomorrow?"
"You drink so fast"
The stretcher bearer Randy muttered , hurriedly poured all the remaining beer in the kettle into the cup, stood up and said, "Just like Marshall, the bastard, said, I hope we will all be here tomorrow."
"And there's also cold beer. Beer," Pastor Tom joked and stood up.
Wei Ran also stood up and said, "You all try to come back safely, and I will try to get some more beer then."return. "
"Cheers"
"Cheers" In the deliberately suppressed cheers, everyone drank all the beer in their glasses.
"If every day It would be nice to have a cold beer, this place is hotter than the Texas desert in the summer. ”
Marshall greedily shook the last drop of wine in the glass into his mouth. After burping, he reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes from his helmet, tore it open, and took out a self-centered cigarette. Lit it up.
"It would be better if there were a few more women." As Randy spoke, he also took out a cigarette and took a puff.
"How could I." I know you two bastards."
Tom, who also lit up a cigarette, handed the cigarette case and matches to Wei Ran. When the latter refused, he immediately said, "You should learn from Victor, he A veritable battlefield angel. "
"Tom, I have a religious question to ask you. "
Marshall, who was already lying on the bed, asked, "Is the angel a man or a woman?"
"Shut your stinky mouth"
Angrily being teased again, Tom threw the cigarettes and matches that Wei Ran had just rejected at Marshall, and then the four of them laughed in unison.
"Marshall, your chest is hurt. What's going on?" Wei Ran asked, choosing the bed closest to the tent door and lying down.
"Nothing"
Marshall replied nonchalantly, "The hospital was attacked. During the bombardment, a glass shard from nowhere flew into the cab of the bulldozer and opened a hole in my chest. I should have closed the armored door earlier, but it was so hot, it was like an oven inside. "
"It's hard to imagine that God allowed a bastard like you to survive," Randy couldn't help but muttered.
Pastor Tom joked, "I guess it's God. Neither Satan nor I want such bastards to pollute heaven and hell. "
"Whether God or Satan, if they are willing to invite me to go, I hope to bring a bulldozer. ”
Marshall grinned widely and said, “I will definitely help them push a beautiful bunker or come out of the landing dock. When the time comes, whoever accepts me, I will help them fight the other one. I have "Experiential"
"May there be no bulldozers and bastards named Marshall in heaven and hell," Weiran sighed seriously.
"May there be no bulldozers and bastards named Marshall in heaven and hell." stretcher bearer and a priest named Tom. Marshall agreed with a serious sigh, "I mean it this time, I'm not kidding." "
"You bastard finally said a sincere blessing. Randy echoed with suppressed laughter.
Pastor Tom shook his head angrily, and said while turning off the flashlight he used for lighting, "Although Randy is right, I still want to give you a headache." Come up and take a shot. ”
Before he could finish his words, this small tent was filled with people.The laughter and the occasional sound of gunfire from outside filled the room.
"I hope everyone can survive"
Wei Ran muttered to himself, closed his tired eyes with a little drunkenness, and soon he was like the other three. , snoring one after another.
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