Chapter 1774: 1775Letter that failed to reach its dest

Chapter 1774: 1775Letter that failed to reach its dest

Chapter 1774 1775 The letter that could not reach the destination

 A dirty letter was opened and the thin letter paper inside the envelope was taken out. The handwriting on the letter paper is very illegible, and there are even many typos. But anyone can feel the deep emotion in the content of this letter.

"Dear Aina:

When I write this letter to you in this land stained by gunpowder smoke and war, the emotions surging in my heart are as hard to calm down as the tide.

All around me was the never-ending sound of enemy artillery fire. They were like calls from hell, ruthlessly tearing apart the silence of the night and tearing my heart apart.

The Tang army has so many artillery shells that they seem to have endless ammunition. If we fire one artillery shell over, they will fire a hundred artillery shells over.

Now, the position I am in has been bombed beyond recognition, and the deputy battalion commander of our unit was killed yesterday. People die every day and I live in fear every day.

In this endless hustle and bustle, the only peace I can find is the longing for you and my children in my heart, my endless concern for you.

First of all, please forgive me that my handwriting may be a little messy. My hands are shaking slightly from holding the cold gun barrel for a long time, and I have no way to control them.

It’s not easy to write letters in such a poor place, which is why I haven’t written home for a long time. I borrowed the stationery for this letter from my comrade, and I gave him all my cigarette quota.

Maybe he thought he made a profit, but God knows when the next batch of cigarettes will be delivered, so I didn’t feel like I was losing money in this exchange.

These letters are as precious as life, because there are many things I want to say to you. I know that in such an environment, every letter may be the last farewell, but I still choose to write these words because I want you to know that no matter where I am, my heart will always be with you.

The days on the battlefield are far more difficult than anyone can imagine. Food is scarce, and every bite of food is particularly precious. The car must stop 15 kilometers away from the battlefield, and the rest of the way can only be walked on foot.

It is not easy to send some food to where we are. In most cases, the supplies are ammunition. It is difficult for us to find some decent food.

I often return home in my dreams, sitting at that familiar little table, enjoying the pumpkin rice you made by yourself. The golden pumpkin, mixed with the aroma of rice, and the hint of sweetness, is the warmest taste in my heart and my biggest desire at the moment.

Whenever the night is quiet and the artillery fire pauses, this longing comes to me like a tide, making me feel even more lonely and helpless.

I thought of our small yard. Have the flowers on the wall bloomed? I remember you said that you like those flowers on the wall, they always bloom there quietly, exuding a fragrance that cannot be ignored. Whenever I think of this, my heart becomes a little calmer, as if I can really smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

Clothes were also scarce, and we could only cling to each other in the cold wind, using each other's body temperature to resist the biting cold. I remember that when I left home, the weather was not that cold yet, so I didn’t bring that old cotton-padded jacket with me...

Although it is old and worn, it is strong enough to withstand the severe cold of winter. And now, I really miss that piece of clothing that you said didn't look very good. Here I can only fight in thin clothes, but the good news is that the weather is getting warmer and I finally got through those difficult days.

The clothes issued to me by the army have been worn out by countless trips and battles. Whenever the cold wind invades my body through the gaps in the night, I will think of your gentle eyes and the scene of you mending my clothes. Those ordinary days have now become my greatest luxury.

Ammunition is also a scarce resource, and every shot requires careful consideration. We can only receive 10 rounds of ammunition tomorrow. Unless the Tang Army launches a large-scale attack, more ammunition will be distributed. I had at least done some target shooting during training, and the new stupid boys who came in to replenish the troops weren't even good at loading bullets.

Here, life is like grass, and if you are not careful, you may fall down forever. The new soldiers were dead before I could even remember their names.

Some people were buried in the soil, and some people couldn't even find their bodies... I was lucky, once a shell fell next to me, but it didn't explode. The artillery shells of the Tang Army rarely had duds, so the battalion commander said that I was really lucky.

But even so, we cannot retreat, because behind us is the territory of the empire, which is our home and the place I must guard. We must stick here, use all means to prevent the Tang army from continuing to move south, and prove our loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor.

Whenever there was a break in the battle, I would look up into the distance, trying to find a hint of the direction of home in the gray sky. I know that is impossible, but this obsession is like faith that supports me moving forward.

I miss you, my wife, your smile, your voice, everything about you is etched in my heart. I miss every ordinary and warm day we spent together. Although those days are simple, they are the most precious treasure in my heart.

And our child, he should have grown a lot taller now, right? He was a toddler when I left him, but now he should be able to run and jump, and maybe even start school. I missed so many moments of his growth, which filled me with guilt. But please tell him that dad stayed in such a damned place to protect more children like him and to let you live a more peaceful and peaceful life.

I also understand that my departure has brought you endless worry and pain. But please believe that I will do my best to protect myself and strive to return to you as soon as possible. Because I know that home is my eternal harbor and the place I will care about no matter where I go.

At the end of this letter, I want to say to you: I love you, my wife. No matter what the future holds, this love will never change. Please take care of yourselves and our home. When I come back, we will make another pumpkin meal together, sit around the table, and enjoy the long-lost peace and happiness.

May this **** war end soon, may I return to you, may the gods bless each of us, and may everything go well.

Love to you and your kids forever, Tony Vince.

Poplar 17, February 21st. "

Because of the war, the quality of the paper is not very good. It is inevitable that there will be a few holes when writing. However, the person who wrote this letter is obviously very careful, so overall it seems that there are relatively few holes on the letter paper.

He gently loosened the fingers holding the letter and threw the letter on the table. A rough voice came with ridicule and disdain: "How can you mail this kind of letter back? It's full of negative emotions." Responsible. The officer checking the letter held a cigarette **** that was about to go out and tapped his fingers on the letter paper: "Look what they wrote? Insufficient ammunition and no cotton-padded clothes? This is a rumor. If it weren't for the lack of people on the front line, he should be arrested. stand up."

"Still a company commander, tsk tsk, it's really a life-threatening situation." The officer reviewing the letter sighed, then balled up the precious letter paper into a ball with his hands and threw it into the fire beside him: "I'll do it. Help you, idiot, if someone else sees a letter with this content, you will probably die. "

Looking at the flames burning in the stove, the officer continued to open another letter filled with words. When he only read half of it, he threw the letter into the fire: "There are really more and more fools like this recently."

The elves simply don't have enough transportation capacity to send insignificant things like letters to the rear. Even if they do, they don't have enough transportation capacity to distribute these useless things to the rear.

A large number of private cars have been requisitioned. These cars are responsible for transportation from the rear to dispatch nodes one or two hundred kilometers away from the front line, thus avoiding complex problems such as cross-country.

But in this way, the civilian transportation capacity is actually occupied by a large amount, and the speed of material mobilization in the past is completely impossible to achieve now.

So maybe there are trains and cars transporting ammunition and other supplies that can bring letters home and other things from the front line back to the rear, but there is no transportation capacity or manpower and material resources to continue distributing these letters.

In fact, staff such as postmen have been requisitioned in large numbers: they have become the best communication soldiers, because they themselves are responsible for delivering letters.

The Tang Empire's electronic interference cut off the originally smooth communication at the grassroots level, and also increased the difficulty of communication between high-level officials. Under such circumstances, using manpower to deliver intelligence messages has become one of the few options.

This makes the transportation and distribution of letters more difficult. But the real problem is that if soldiers and officers are not given the right to write home, they may become demoralized and even prone to mutiny.

In order to appease these soldiers and officers, a "you can write home" situation had to be maintained. And this state... does not need to be true.

A large number of family letters will be censored and destroyed on the spot due to substandard content and other reasons. As for how many letters can be sent to their original destination, it's hard to say.

There are always many reasons: for example, your letters from home may reveal military secrets, your letters from home may contain negative sentiments of dissatisfaction with the country, your mailing address may not be written in a standardized manner, etc.

As long as a small reason is found, this letter may go missing. It may be piled in a corner and no one cares about it, or it may be burned and disappear from this world.

On the contrary, the Tang Empire encouraged everyone to write letters home, and some troops in the rear would even use the most advanced technology to bring the best comfort to their families.

The Tang Army garrison stationed in Everwinter City used videos to bring their latest news to their families: each of them wore military uniforms to greet their families, and also took photos of the food in the cafeteria and the appearance of their dormitories.

In the video, each of them was very excited. They were all safe, had good food, and had a place to live. Frankly speaking, it seems that they just went to serve in another area of ​​the motherland, rather than going to fight on another continent.

In comparison, the situation of the soldiers in the Yangmu Empire was much more miserable. Just like the company commander who wrote home, even if he has some literary talent, even if he writes a lot, there is no way to guarantee that his letter will be delivered to its destination.

"Burn the bags over there..." Seeing his sergeant walk in, the old elf officer showed a lewd smile and pointed to the sacks piled in the corner.

It contained some letters that had not yet been opened and checked. The lady officer was slightly stunned and asked with some anxiety: "But sir, no one has checked these letters yet. You know, we don't have enough manpower now. There is no way to handle that many letters in a timely manner.”

"I know, handle it the old way..." The officer waved his hand impatiently, deciding the fate of these letters.

Anyway, during the war, it is inevitable that some things will be lost during transportation. Let alone letters, even artillery shells may be delivered but not found. Who can do anything? If you are not convinced, then go find it yourself!

"Understood, sir." The young sergeant replied obediently. She wasn't used to this way of working when she first came here, but later she got used to it, or in other words, after talking to several officers all night long, she understood how some things worked.

She understood that if she wanted to stay and work in such a relatively safe place, she would have to sacrifice her own body. I also understand that the letters home that many people cherish can actually be thrown directly into the furnace and burned.

"Come to my tent tonight. I have a lot of work recently. I need to discuss it with you... Is it convenient?" As the officer spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on the female officer's breasts.

Frankly speaking, among the elves, a race with many handsome men and beautiful women, this female official is not outstanding, and can only be considered mediocre at best. But in a military camp like this, it's good to have something to eat, and no one will be picky about anything.

"I, I understand." The lady officer replied with a pale face, remembering her boss's perverted ways at night.

She had no right to refuse, unless she was booked tonight by the more perverted old colonel from above... The phrase "Is it convenient" was actually asking her, did the colonel not find her tonight?

It's a pity that the old pervert has a new favorite recently. A new female officer has come to their department, and her appearance is much better than hers.

That little **** was spotted by that **** old colonel as soon as she came here, and she became the colonel's favorite. Other officers had no chance to get involved, unlike her, who was a loser, and most of the male officers in the camp were a bit like her. relation…