With the crisp sound of the shutter, Wei Ran's vision was once again filled with intense white light. When his vision returned to normal, he immediately saw the metal book still illuminated by the light of his mobile phone slowly turning to the first page.
"Did you give me a promotion?" Wei Ran immediately became excited, looking eagerly at the metal quill floating on the page.
However, what made him dumbfounded was that after some serious preparation, the quill pen actually wrote "nicknamed veterinarian" below his military rank on the first page. Character.
"Your uncle, you are not done yet, are you?"
Wei Ran cursed with an ugly face, and watched helplessly as the metal book flipped through the pages quickly, finally stopping at the first page. 19 pages.
With the soft sound of brushing, the metal quill pen wrote the subsequent story under the photo on this page
The sea wasp broke out of the cocoon
Army Chaplain Tom was killed in a cold gun attack at Asan Beach Camp in Guam on August 8, 1944. He was awarded the Purple Heart and was posthumously awarded the Silver Star in August of the same year.
Stretcher Bearer Randy was awarded the Purple Heart for being wounded during combat. After the Battle of Guam, he stayed in Guam and continued to serve as airport ground handler until the end of World War II. Retired in August 1945, and worked at the Houston Shipyard as a welder in December of the same year. In April 1968, he died in a drunk driving accident.
On August 9, 1944, Will, the loader, became the Seabee Camp Chaplain due to Tom's recommendation before his death. He was awarded the Purple Heart Medal due to injuries during his service. After the Battle of Guam, he stayed in Guam and continued to serve as a stevedore until the end of World War II. He retired from service in August 1945. In September of the same year, he returned to his hometown and served as the pastor of the local church. He died at home in October 1999.
In August 1944, Marshall, the bulldozer driver, was sentenced to one year and six months in prison after a military court trial for the crime of torturing and killing prisoners of war. After being released from prison, he returned to Texas to run the farm left by his grandfather. He remained unmarried and raised the only son Brown left by his comrades and sister. He died in his sleep on Christmas Eve in 1985.
Brown, the posthumous son of Seabee Battalion engineer Greg, was raised by Marshall. He joined the Odessa Police Department as a forensic examiner in 1973. In 1982, he resigned and returned to the farm to take care of Marshall. In the summer of 2009, he passed away due to sudden cerebral hemorrhage.
Writing this, the metal quill started a new line to list the details of the medals received by Tom, Randy and Will. A detailed address in Hawaii was then listed.
As for why Marshall did not receive any honors in these two pieces of information, Wei Ran was not surprised at all. That lawless bastard was only sentenced to one and a half years. It was obvious that someone had let him go and he had not received any honors. Any honor is obviously the price he needs to pay.
After a short pause, the metal quill pen started another line and wrote, "War has created killing and hatred. War has eliminated humanity and morality. War has also eliminated prejudice. War has witnessed unbreakable friendship and awakened people." Conscience and faith
War always brings something and always takes something away. But most of the time, those are not the original targets of the war. "
As Wei Ran sighed, the pale yellow page filled with words was gently turned to the back, and the quill pen also wrote unhurriedly under the red swirl, "This is The bet you win, God bless you, may it help you survive the battlefield. ”
However, before Wei Ran reached out, he discovered that a second red vortex appeared on the page, and the metal quill continued to write under this vortex. , “This is the bet you win, God bless, and hopefully it brings some comfort to the soldiers wandering the battlefield. ”
Tom and Will
Wei Ran just glanced at some of the floating outlines in the whirlpool, and already judged that the things inside were Tom’s 1911 pendants. The gun, and the white harmonica that Will promised to give him.
However, what he never expected was that the quill that was supposed to complete the task was slightly raised, and then the next one. The pale yellow page that recorded too many stories began to flip forward quickly, and finally stopped at the seventh page where the Junior Field Angel Medal was drawn
"Is this medal about to be upgraded?"
Wei Ran immediately became excited. This time, he had experienced the entire battle of Guam as a medic. Even he didn't know how many wounded people he had treated during that nearly month.
However, as the saying goes, as much hope as there is disappointment, in his expectant eyes, the metal quill simply wrote "Total rescue 309" under the red whirlpool where the medical kit was stored. The words were then slapped on the metal book.
"Just teasing me"
Wei Ran was dissatisfied with being fooled for the second time in just a few minutes. He muttered, looked around, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately took out the medical kit from the metal book.
When he saw the medical kit on the ground, the last moment he saw it. His dissatisfaction instantly turned into a smile of satisfaction that only a harvest farmer could have.
"No loss, no loss"
As Wei Ran muttered, he picked it up and put it in the hospital. The helmet on the box is, as expected, the same helmet that he put on his head every day during the Battle of Guam. The only difference is that there is no Seabee Camp o on the top of his head, and only the four sides are left. It's just a red cross.
In addition to this subtle difference, the net on the helmet, the playing cards fixed on it and the box of Lucky Cards cigarettes are all the same. What made him dumbfounded was that there was actually another one that had been plastic-sealed
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