Chronicle of Recruits of the 112Th Division

My name is Lin He, an ordinary college student majoring in history. I once sketched the outlines of war in the yellowed pages of books, and imagined heroic epics in professors' impassioned speeches. Until a cold recruitment order shattered all my romantic fantasies. They gave me a number: 112-347. This is a brutal diary about "how to become a soldier". It is also a story about an idealist who is corroded and reshaped bit by bit in the furnace of steel and flesh. We fight for vague "homes" and die for the concrete people around us. In between the deafening gunfire, in the dead silence waiting for the next bullet to hit the door, the only clear question is: Can I still eat this piece of moldy bread alive today? And, tomorrow, will I still remember why I fought, and why... I still want to live.