Chapter 6 One Hundred Beautiful Skins
The task of the advance team is to find a suitable construction site, accompanied by two engineers and a surveyor, a geological prospector, abandoned the car after traveling in the mountains for two whole days, the next day’s dusk everyone set up a tent to rest, the leaden clouds on the sky drifted sporadic snowflakes, it seems that by the evening there will be a heavy snowfall.
The four engineers and technicians are all intellectuals wearing glasses, and one of them is a woman, they are still far from adapting to the harsh environment of the plateau, lying on their backs in the tent gasping for air, listening to the sound of that makes people worry for their little body.
The leading company instructor and squad leader hygienist three people busy pouring water to them to send medicine, advise them to eat something, the more do not eat the more will feel the lack of oxygen.
Soldiers strong body, enlisted in the army have experienced the boot camp every day five kilometers of armed cross-country training, the ability to adapt to the environment is very strong, this time basically have been slightly adapted to the lack of oxygen environment, with the special white briquettes fuel lit a campfire, the soldiers gathered around the warmth, eat half-cooked noodles and compressed cookies, because of the altitude is too high, the water can not be opened, the noodles can only be cooked into half-cooked.
And I mixed more familiar with a few comrades is the northeast Heilongjiang “big man”, Tibetan soldiers enlisted in the Tibetan area “Ga Wa”, the age of only sixteen years old Jilin communications soldier “Xiao Lin”. A few of us ate the noodles in two bites, gasping for breath to rest, feeling on the plateau to eat a meal to make the strength, simply more than in the plains of the armed cross-country march.
Xiao Lin rested for a while and said to me, “Brother Hu, you’re the one who joined the army in the city, you know a lot of things, tell us a few stories to listen to.”
Big man also echoed: “Aiya I say old Hu, too rare to hear you chatter, thieves pull with vigor, anyway, a moment still have to whole Ha stuff class meeting, can not rest in advance, first to the comrades chatter a section of it.”
Gawahan language is not fluent, but can understand, also want to say what, open half a day’s mouth, froze and did not think up how to say, simply only to me a wave of the hand, I estimate that he probably means, you speak it, I also listen to.
I spit out my tongue and said: “The air is so thin, why are you still so energetic? Well, since the comrades want to hear, I’ll just talk in vain for a while, and when the squad meeting is held later and the squad leader puts shoes on me, you guys have to give me a favor to intercede ah.”
Why do I say this, because our squad leader see me not very good, he is from the countryside into the army, with a small daughter-in-law like in the army for five years to become a small squad leader, he especially dislike me this kind of high cadre children “back door soldiers”. Class meeting he let me speak, seize the loopholes in my speech to criticize me a whole lot, almost all formed a fixed law, the me to the angry ah, don’t mention.
But what should I say? I have read less than ten books, including four books of the Maoist Selection, a book of quotations, a dictionary, “Red Sun” counts as a book, and “The Young Guards” also counts as a book. But these are all for them to tell no, there is also a “Feng Shui secret art” I think they do not understand.
I search my intestines, finally remembered when I went to the countryside from Tian Xiaomeng borrowed to see a book, that is a very popular at the time of folklore codex, the contents of this codex to the Plum Blossom Party is the main event, but also added a lot of social anecdotes at the time, which there is a section of one hundred beautiful skin story, I left a special impression of the depth of the story.
The beginning of this story, is happening in a train from Beijing to Nanjing, college girl Zhao Pingping back to Nanjing to visit relatives is to take this train, sitting across from the passenger is a young handsome PLA officer, the two intentionally or unintentionally chat up, Zhao Pingping was the young officer’s manners and talk about the fall, in the conversation also learned that he has a very good family environment, has received a higher education, Zhao Pingping Zhao Pingping even began to fantasize about marrying each other. Unconsciously, the train arrived at the Nanjing station, the officer invited Zhao Pingping to sit in the restaurant near the train station, while eating, the officer went to make a phone call, came back and took out a letter, entrusted Zhao Pingping to help him to his home in Nanjing, because he had an urgent mission to rush back to the army, so he could not go home first. Zhao Pingping agreed without hesitation, and then the two reluctantly parted.
The next day Zhao Pingping went to the officer’s home to deliver the letter, received her is an old woman, the old woman took the letter out and read it, and then warmly invited Zhao Pingping to the home, gave her a cup of tea. Zhao Pingping drank a few mouthfuls of tea and chatted with the old woman for a few moments, when she suddenly felt her eyes spinning and fainted headlong. A bucket of ice-cold water woke up Zhao Pingping, she found herself naked and tied to a peeling stool, and the walls were covered with human skin. There were a few people standing around, none other than the old woman and a few pugnacious men under her. She brought the letter to Zhao Pingping’s eyes for her to read, and there was only one sentence on the letter, “Delivering the hundredth beautiful skin, please check.” The old woman smiled coldly and said, “You’re dying at the end of your life, let’s let you die with a clear understanding, we are all infiltrating secret agents, peeling women’s skins is to fill explosives inside, a total of one hundred skins have to be prepared, and we finally made up enough numbers today.” Said took out a shakiri knife and handed it to one of his men, let him do it to peel Zhao Pingping’s skin alive, the shakiri knife is a special knife specially for peeling the skin, the big man used the knife to cut at the top of Zhao Pingping’s head, and in her screams ……
I was just on the verge of talking, but was interrupted by the second squad leader who came over: “Don’t talk about it, don’t talk about it. Hu Bayi, you are making things up again, now our class is having a class discussion, your little mouth is not like to say it, let’s this time, let you speak first, right?”