Chapter 4 A Cigarette

Seryozha took off his coat and threw it aside, and walked in step by step. The veterans didn't expect that some recruits would dare to pull like this, especially the shirtless guy. He felt that he had been greatly insulted. He picked up the half bottle of wine that he brought in just now and threw it at Seryozha. Seryozha looked at the wine bottle flying towards him, without dodging or dodging, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and then slammed it on the head of the guy sitting by the bed smoking a cigarette.

The veteran who was smashed sat on the ground with his face covered in blood, and suddenly fell unconscious. The recruits present were all stunned, and couldn't help but take a few steps back. The remaining three veterans were enraged, and they all rushed towards Seryozha. How could Boris and Yuri, who were behind Seryozha, sit idly by, took off their coats and threw them aside, and rushed up together. A three-on-three situation immediately formed at the scene.

The first person to meet was Sergesha. A guy in a coat kicked towards Sergesha. The left hand clamped the opponent's kicked leg, and the right hand pressed the root of the opponent's raised leg, and the whole body turned violently to the left, relying on the strength of the waist, directly threw this guy out, and then did not wait for him to stand up, thank you When Liao Sha rode on him, he punched wildly.

Yuri's side is even simpler. Yuri first tentatively asked the opponent to punch, but the opponent failed to hit Yuri with two punches. Yuri also knew that the opponent was a layman, an uppercut hit the opponent's chin directly, and the opponent fell to the ground without even humming.

Boris was a little troublesome, but Yakov and Mikhail came to help, and it was easy for three people to fight one person, and it didn't take much effort to take care of it.

The depression and unhappiness of the past few days were all vented by Sergey. Sergey stopped when he saw that the guy under him was already covered in bruises. He stood up slowly, and several recruits picked up the clothes they had thrown on the ground, and handed them to Seryozha with both hands. Seryozha grabbed it and wiped the blood on his fist. The beating was a little too hard just now, and the skin on his fist was bruised.

Seryozha found a place nearby and sat down, and lit a cigarette casually. Yuri and the others also leaned over. The room was suddenly surprisingly quiet, and the other recruits stood aside, not daring to move or approach. There were a few guys watching the excitement outside the door. Seeing this kind of thing happened here, they ran to report quickly. After a while, Battalion Commander Vasily, who was in charge of managing these recruits, rushed here.

"What's going on here, who did this?" Battalion Commander Vasily immediately became furious when he entered the door and saw the mess everywhere, and he said loudly in an almost roaring tone.

The guys who were knocked down on the ground saw the officer coming, and immediately stood up from the ground, lined up and lowered their heads. There is no way, this time it is really embarrassing, and the veterans of the 354th regiment have lost all face.

The people in the room were naturally divided into three parts, one group was veterans with bruised noses standing at the door, the other group were recruits who had just enlisted in the army, and the rest were the five people sitting on the side smoking. Battalion Commander Vasili naturally looked towards Seryozhan, and said to the five people: "The guy who smokes over there, stand up!"

Sergey and the others stubbed out the cigarettes in their hands, and slowly stood up.

"Don't you want to tell me what happened just now?" Battalion Commander Vasily asked Sergey and the others in a bad tone.

"There is nothing to say!" Seryozha replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Good! Good! Take them away and lock them up, let them calm down. The rest of the people clean up here." Battalion Commander Vasily stopped talking nonsense, turned around and left after speaking. Seryozha and the others and the veterans were taken to the confinement room.

Locked in the cold confinement room, Seryozha was close to everyone, but he still felt extremely cold, but his heart calmed down instead. There are too many things that Xie Liaosha can't let go of in the past few days,

Like Papa Petrov, like Tonya. But now he has nothing to do. Although he is already abroad, this is still a place where the KGB's hand can reach. The current situation in Afghanistan is not conducive to the escape of Sergesha and the others. Although the cities have been controlled by the Soviet Red Army, the vast rural areas are in the hands of the fighters.

Even if Seryozha escaped from the barracks, it was impossible for him to leave Afghanistan alive.

"Seryozha, what are you thinking?" Mikhail felt very sad when he saw Seryozha looking out of the window. Although he has fallen to the current stage, Mikhail has never complained about Seryozha. To be brothers is to enjoy happiness and hardship together.

"I'm regretting it. If I hadn't killed Gusinski and Frank Costolo Genovese in such a hasty way. I'm sorry for everyone." Seryozha blamed himself extremely, and his voice was a little choked .

Mikhail put his hands on Seryozha's shoulders, and said with a choked voice, "It's okay, we caused the disaster together, so naturally we have to bear it together. At worst, we will be caught and shot."

Yuri also put his hands on Seryozha's shoulders, and said, "As a brother, how can there be so many apologies. If something happens, we should carry it together."

Boris and Yakov also put their hands together, and Boris said: "Seryozha, without you, I'm just a bastard at most. After I followed you, I only lived a few days of comfort. You have been My boss."

Yakov said sincerely: "Seryozha, you will always be my big brother."

Seryozha raised his head and looked around everyone's eyes. From everyone's eyes, Seryozha didn't feel any expression of blame or dissatisfaction. On the contrary, there were sincere and kind eyes.

This look had been seen before in Father Petrov's eyes, and in Tonya's. Now Seryozha suddenly felt that it was not so cold here. In this cell, Seryozha felt the warmth of his family.

"Do you have any cigarettes? Have one." Seryozha suddenly asked everyone. Seryozha suddenly wanted one, but he had just run out of cigarettes. Everyone rummaged through their pockets quickly. Unluckily, a few big men rummaged through their pockets, and only Yakov still had one in his hand.

Seryozha took the cigarette and looked at it. It was a Marlboro brand. It should have been smuggled in when they were still in Gorky. Seryozha lit the cigarette and took a deep drag. Then he handed it to Yuri, who also took a deep breath and spat it out intoxicated, and he passed it to Boris. Then came Mikhail and Yakov, and the cigarette was passed on from person to person.