Chapter 173: conscription

　　 The participation of the United States in the war aroused enthusiasm from all walks of life.
　　 Some people want to avenge their loved ones in Pearl Harbor, while others are because military pay is a sure guarantee.
Of course, there are also people who fight for pure faith. For example, Steve’s father, in order to help people on the other side of the earth fight against the cruel oppression of , he quit his leisurely job from Su Ming’s shipyard and joined the army. Sent to the European battlefield.
　　 Bucky’s father, of course, wants to be together. Together, they joined the 107th Division of the Army. They are currently stationed in the UK. It is said that they are bombarded by the Germans every day.
　　 Many workers in Su Ming's factory have left and chose to go to the battlefield. Most of the workers in the rear have become women. It is a strange thing for adult men to stay in China.
　　 War has such a weird charm. People go to the same battlefield with different ideals.
　　 is obviously a prospect, but many people do not hesitate to cross the ocean, risking squally winds and waves and being besieged by submarines, to unfamiliar lands.
　　 About three months later, Bucky and Steve received an obituary from their fathers. Bucky’s mother died of excessive grief, and Steve’s mother died of tuberculosis.
　　 They all became orphans and felt the real pain caused by the war.
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　　 "The U-boat sank the Virginia."
　　 "Nazi retakes Zhytomyr."
　　 "The US military lost 32,000 men."
　　...There is no good news in the newspapers. Steve doesn't want to read such news at all, but he needs the newspaper to cover his figure.
　　 He is now located in a small town called Palamos in New Jersey. This is the fourth time he has participated in the draft.
　　 Since the United States entered the war, recruiting points have been set up in all cities and even in the countryside. The Second World War was fought by population and productivity.
　　 Logically speaking, the United States needs soldiers.
　　 In the poster on the wall, "Uncle Sam" with a red and white hat and a blue tuxedo points to everyone passing by and tells them "Iwantyou!" ’.
　　 But Steve was unsuccessful in the first three drafts because his body was so bad.
　　Sometimes he felt like he was cursed. He was so sick that the doctors felt sore when writing medical records. Although it was not a serious illness, it made him extremely weak.
　　 The recruiting point is a hospital. He is sitting in the hall with a group of brawny men waiting for a call. Compared with him, a normal person is taller and stronger, and he can only reach other people's chests while standing.
　　 He is too thin and weak, his thighs are not as thick as others' wrists.
　　 As before, various medical examinations have been completed, and he is just waiting for the results.
　　 "O'Connell."
　　 "Henry."
　　 "Kaminsky."
　　 The doctors at the counter called out the names of the subjects one by one, and stamped the conscription files with qualified stamps. Those who passed can receive a notice and go to the recruit camp for training.
　　 It's a war now, and this training is often only four weeks or less. As for whether what they have learned can keep them alive on the battlefield, different people have different opinions.
　　 "Rogers?" The bald doctor looked down and sorted out the files, calling his name aloud: "Steve?"
　　 The brawny man sitting next to Steve is still friendly, but he pressed his elbow a little bit narrowly. Seeing that Steve did not respond, he raised his eyebrows and motioned Steve to read the newspaper article in his hand.
　　 "A lot of people died there, which made your determination to go to the battlefield shaken?"
　　 Steve took a breath, put down the newspaper and walked to the counter. He was surrounded by a group of muscular men in the dark room. He felt that he was suffocating.
　　 "No, I won't be shaken."
　　Although he said so, he still stood at the counter with some worry, watching the doctor look back and forth on his physical examination report, and his heart went up and down.
　　 Strictly speaking, it is only legal for him to participate in the physical examination for the first time. After that, he lied about his identity and participated in many times. If this is discovered, he will go to jail.
　　 "Rogers..."
　　 The doctor flipped through the report, raised one eyebrow, and looked up at the man who was only about 1.5 meters in front of him. His tone was strange.
　　 This height is shorter than some women, not to mention that he is too thin and weak just by looking at it with his eyes, and it is probably choking to carry a gun.
　　 Lifted the name list in front, and the doctor lowered his head again. After all, the visual inspection was not rigorous. Maybe this little man came from the circus, is that kind of thin strong man?
　　 But the family situation on the second page stated that both parents died, which made him suspect that this little man had a family history of genetic diseases.
　　 "How did your father die?"
　　Steve can also guess the reason why the doctor asked this, because he was not the first doctor to ask this.
　　 "Mustard gas poisoning." But no matter how many times he recalled it, the answer still made him uncomfortable. He swallowed his saliva and replied with difficulty: "He was serving in the Army's 107th Division...I really wish I was called up."
　　 The doctor lowered his head without making any statement.
　　 "Where is your mother?"
　　 "Before she died, she was a nurse in a tuberculosis area. She was infected by the patient. There is no medicine to save her."
　　 Steve answered sadly. He felt that the war had brought too much misfortune to people, so he wanted to join in, hoping that it could end in his own hands.
　　 Doctor did not look up. Since the war, he has heard too many tragic stories.
　　 The father went to join the army and died on the front line, and the son joined the army for revenge, and then also died, followed by another son ~EbookFREE.me~ or the son's son.
　　 There is no reason for war to devour human lives. You can only pray for good luck on the battlefield.
　　 He sighed in his heart and continued to look through the results of the medical examination, but the long string of illnesses immediately attracted his attention.
　　 Asthma, scarlet fever, rheumatism, rhinitis, chronic cold, high blood pressure, heart disease, anxiety...
　　 People like this should go to the nursing home, not the front line. In a war-torn place, a wound infection will easily kill him.
　　 "Sorry, kid."
　　 The doctor raised his head and gave an official reply. He couldn't let such a person on the battlefield. This was irresponsible for life.
　　 He is going to stamp his veto.
　　 "Wait, I just want a chance." Steve is a little anxious, is it going to fail again this time?
　　 The doctor understood the reason he wanted to go to the battlefield, and the reason for revenge for his father was impeccable, but he also reluctantly told him the fact: "You can't join the army just by looking at asthma."
　　Steve took a few steps forward and lowered his voice: "Then, maybe you can'help' me?"
　　 As long as the doctor raises his hand, he can pass. The United States now recruits tens of thousands of soldiers every day. Who can notice him as a small man?
　　 He stared at the doctor's eyes, maybe his sincere eyes could make the doctor understand his determination to join the army?
　　 However, the doctor only saw a lunatic who was dazzled by hatred and planned to take his life away. With such a physical condition, let alone on the battlefield, he might die on the way to England by boat.
　　 "I'm helping you." The doctor shook his head, raised the unqualified '4F' seal, and stamped it on the medical report: "Help you save your life."
　　 Steve's heart was dark.